bitches ain’t shit [exp.]

Envy Me [feat. LEYTON ENZOW]

Doin' M3 [no.s]

Verse 1:
You call her main but I call her my side
We ain’t on the same level so please just step aside
And I heard your nigga tryna fight
He won’t make it out alive with aliva on my side 
(Ye)
Who you tryna bee nigga get into your hive?
Knocking on your door yea we got him by suprise 
Run up on your homies too we ain’t scared to slide
Ak47 niggas running for their lives

Verse 2:
And you know it’s winter on my wrist 
And I head she love it so I bought one for your bitch 
I heard she was yours why she tryna give me lip?
Gotta buy some rattex I’m allergic to a snitch
Niggas want some liquor I just wanna hit a liq
You can’t name an object that is bigger than my dick 
It’s all fun and games until I pull up with a stick
I ain’t talking tree, talking shit that get you hit

Verse 3:
Pull the trigger
You sent me a picture of a bullet pull the trigger
Do it on my head let’s see who’s the pussy nigga
She said I’m getting cocky no my cock is getting bigger 
Lit
Admit it, I’m lit 
I can’t hang all alone cause I’m allergic to a bitch
Shoot him with a blick 
I tick niggas off my list 
If I hear another word from you then you’re losing your lip

Verse 4:
No, please leave me alone 
Please leave me alone I wanna be on my own 
If he talk again 16 bullets to his dome 
I can’t trust no niggas and especially no hoe
Me against me all these niggas is my clones 
Sitting on my seat, nigga heating up my throne
Why chronic so lit?, niggas really wanna know?
You can’t imitate this man this shit is in my bones

Verse 5:
21 days I’m gone
I ain’t suicidal, I just got the Omnicron 
Wack and overrated you a modern day LeBron 
I broke up with her but she still twerking to my songs
And I’m witch you’re girl I make her Neil like Armstrong 
He tryna be me damn that nigga is a fraud 
I get goodnight titties that’s typa shit I’m on 
You stalk all my bitches that’s the typa shit you on

Cortex 2 (rough draft/unmastered)

extended clip FALL4ALIVA x CARDIOBLEEDEM x $irChronic/prod. BMTT]

lyrics:

Take me back to when I had to use a key for the mail
Life was simpler in that EcoSport bumping Adele 
Welcome to the new world we dependent on pills 
Entrepreneur from drugs and their souls are for sale
Hanging with the wrong mob, that was bad for my health 
Even went outta character I went below the belt 
work on 3 projects just to let you know how I felt 
Niggas only go to God when they start taking L’s 
But I won’t act like im the better Christian 
Like a lot of things my faith is something I would question 
Cause a lot of days a casket what I’m tryna rest in 
And if he was here this life shit I’d be the best in 
Basically a lot days I’ve been feeling depressed and
Like a lotta days I feel like I’m gon be in prison 
Cause these niggas on my nerves I’m contemplating sinning 
Like a lotta days I feel like I’m gon hit the sealing 

Two years left of my impossible mission 
So when I move these days I’m moving with precision
I can’t hang with lames no more, don’t get defensive 
It’s hunger games and I live off of my intuition 

I’m married to the music thew away my love for this 
For something that’s not guaranteed I went with my gut for this 
I got so hungry even made a couple disses just so I could get the attention and a couple listens it’s so
Childish 
I know
You lying bitch, just so, you know 
I never cap in my rap 
So if I said I did anything then I prolly did that 
and if I said that imma murder you I prolly meant that 
This that 
Flow so sliq 
it stole yo bitch 
This that
Beat no kicks
I’m hitting my lick 
& if I told you that you’re making it then you gon blow up 
special bar just for my homies one day they gon know us

Caine’ dreams 
I fantasize about this lady 
We talk 
I’m tryna show you off like it’s the 80’s 
In love 
I’m tryna take you out like you ain’t ate things 
fine cuizines
covers of magazines 
Be the, dream team
Queen bee Jay Z
All I need in this life of sin is just 
Me and my girlfriend 
Picture you perfect 
I’d prolly give the world cause you deserve it 



Drop all my money on diamonds cause girl worth it

‘caine dreams

I cannot be telling no lie....this be the life of I.

I Don't Wanna See Yo Face!(prod. Trippian)

$hirt^ FREESTYL3

COMPLICATED

Written & Performed By : Nightmare Henry, M.O.B HiLL$ & Trigger T
Produced By : MONK
Courtesy Of : Psychosomatic Fairy Tales

SYRUP (ft. Nightmare Henry, Trigger T & M.O.B HiLL$)

Freestyle#21(Prod. Tofito)

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