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Don't Get 2 High ft (SLEEPS!)

GUILE

CLUTCH - REVENGE (Prod. Luke Almighty) 👿🔫

Ride (Prod.preechIt2em)

i love you.

shit aint always fair
arp swinging in his face, he feeling fear
got the bass jumping in this bitch i can't even hear
take all these blunts to my face, im so high like chandelier
bitch you don't even care
sometimes i want you here, I find an opp like seer
you played me like a lyre, that shit brought me to tears
i can't fall to my fears, so high i can't even steer
i'm looking in that mirror, my demons love to stare

this black truck luxury, i need some hoes in it
my twin never slow down, he like Herbo, he got no limit
brand new whip make no sound, when i roll down i be coasting in
gen 5 get you blown down, knock you soul out, you can't hold it in
i know my boy a dog, i bet he still won't bark
how you tryna be up on my time but don't want play yo part
i can't love you baby girl because this musics got my heart
this real pain, not that fake shit, see it in my art
this real gains, not that fake shit, peep from where i start
yall real lames, thats some strange shit, yall boys not that smart
this a big range, watch it lane switch, its a push to start
I'm sensei, taught you everything, just like the avatar
what the fuck? i been getting geeked like everyday
sticking to myself, but that doesn't mean i don't rep gang
do good for myself, putting down the lean, i need to change
send my opps to hell, that's crazy because i keep a cross on chain

chandelier

BAIL SHIP (PROD SHIRIN X WOAH3K)

[Intro]
Yeah…
Feelin’ like the lights just hit right,
Stacks tall, mindset tight.
They ain’t believe in the grind, now they frontin’ funny —
I’m droppin’ bank like stripper money.
Let’s get it.

[Verse 1]
I remember nights starvin’ with a dollar in my jeans,
Now I’m steppin’ in the club, pockets burstin’ at the seams.
Used to pray for peace, now I pay for the peace,
Everything I got now, man, I earned that piece.
They said I’d never shine — I said bet that,
Now I’m rainin’ racks down, can’t forget that.
Every bill I throw got a story in its ink,
That’s pain turned paper, now pour me a drink.

Big lights, smoke haze, beats hitin’ heavy,
Shorty dancin’ on the pole, yeah, she movin’ steady.
But I ain’t there for the lust, I’m here for the feel,
To see what freedom tastes like when you grind for real.
‘Cause I been through hell and I fought them scars,
Now I’m glowin’ in the dark like a million stars.
So when I drop them racks, it ain’t sin or shame,
It’s me praisin’ my hustle, rememberin’ my name.

[Chorus]
Droppin’ bank like stripper money, watch it fall slow,
Every stack I toss got a piece of my soul.
From the trap to the top, yeah, I made my lane,
Now I throw what I earn ‘cause I conquered the pain.
Droppin’ bank like stripper money, feel the bass hit,
This is self-made glory, yeah, I built this shit.
They can hate, they can talk, they can throw their shade,
But I’m droppin’ bank ‘cause I made what I prayed.

[Verse 2]
Came from ramen nights, turned it to caviar dreams,
Now I’m watchin’ cash rain like movie scenes.
Got a vision too clean, no cloud in my sight,
Every loss was a spark that lit this light.
They laughed when I said I’d build my throne,
Now I’m sippin’ champagne off my phone.
I don’t chase no love that won’t chase me back,
I chase my peace, my bag, my stack.

She lookin’ in my eyes like she feel my grind,
Said, “You different, baby, got that power in your mind.”
I told her, “I don’t chase fame, I chase respect,”
And when I drop a band, it’s a checkmate flex.
I ain’t throwin’ bills ‘cause I’m shallow or fake,
I’m throwin’ my past that I had to break.
‘Cause this ain’t about lust — it’s about relief,
‘Bout makin’ it outta pain and disbelief.

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
This ain’t no fantasy, this that earned type,
That "made it through the dark, now the world bright" type.
I seen snakes in the grass, lovers in disguise,
But I stayed solid, no compromise.
So yeah, I’m droppin’ money while she moves to the beat,
‘Cause every bill’s a lesson, every loss complete.
I ain’t payin’ for the show — I’m payin’ respect,
To the man in the mirror that they all neglect.

They said I’d fall, said I’d fade away,
But I’m throwin’ blessings like I’m here to stay.
You can’t break a spirit that already broke,
Now I’m laughin’ in the smoke while the champagne soak.

[Verse 3]
Now I’m rollin’ in a Benz with the seats reclined,
Leather smell rich, but the peace divine.
Got the shorty on my line sayin’, “Where you been?”
I been stackin’ up racks, gettin’ right within.
No fake love, no weak ties, I’m pure grind,
If you ain’t with the hustle, you can’t match my mind.
She said, “You cold,” I said, “Nah, I’m calm,
I just learned my worth, I just healed my scars.”

I’m the storm and the peace, the sinner and saint,
Built an empire from the dirt and pain.
Now when I throw cash, it’s my war cry loud,
‘Cause I beat the odds they said weren’t allowed.
It’s not vanity — it’s survival in style,
Every dollar I toss been earned with trial.
You can feel my truth when the money fly free,
‘Cause I ain’t flexin’ for them — I’m celebratin’ me.

[Final Chorus]

[Outro]
Yeah…
You can see the lights, but you don’t know the nights.
You can see the cash, but not the fight.
I ain’t throwin’ bills for fame or show,
I’m throwin’ ‘em ‘cause I let that old me go.
Droppin’ bank like stripper money…
It’s more than flex — it’s freedom.

Droppin’ Bank Like Stripper Money

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