THE EXPLINATION (intro)

SiMULATi0N

$TARGAZE & RAGE

R0CK$TAR

ALL KINGS DIE

MiLEAGE

bitches ain’t shit [exp.]

PULL UP [feat. FALL4ALIVA]

Hook:
(Uh)
What more should I say?
I put my secrets in these lyrics every single day  
Cause I know you won’t even listen to em anyway
I see these sleeping on me I pray that one day
They gon regret they day they spoke shit on my name 
And I ain’t talking bout no noggas punch em in the face...
I’m talking big hits proving em wrong everyday 
God I pray 

Verse 1:
Listen up 
Listen up 
Niggas think that I’ve given up
I can’t quit man I’ve stiffen up
For rap I’m the commissioner 
Better yet haters prisoners 
And y’all niggas is listeners 
It’s gon be like that till I die
My notebook is thickened up
All the pages are written up
Life’s a movie of kissing bitches and pulling my zipper up 
My glizzy is never tucked 
Pour me some licker up 
Because I’m gone 
Never thought that chronic drip would  be the rapping lebron
Just listen to this song 
Proof that my money will be long 
I have never been wrong
Coal city is where I’m from 
Coal city is where I’m from 

Verse 2:
So much hate 
So much hate
So much shit and crap 
So much diss and that
Too much chit and chat
But no clips and claps
This my fact
Y’all niggas pigs in facts 


HOOK:
(Uh)
What more should I say?
I put my secrets in these lyrics every single day  
Cause I know you won’t even listen to em anyway
I see these sleeping on me I pray that one day
They gon regret they day they spoke shit on my name 
And I ain’t talking bout no niggas punch em in the face...
I’m talking big hits proving em wrong 
God I pray x3

$.M.H (so much hate)

Chorus:
Ain’t no cap I been the man
I been the man since I landed
My shit put you in a trance
I don’t want your girl I got standards 
My shit still making her dance 
All my exes friends are fans 
Clones steady stalk on the gram
I need my props I’m the man

Verse 1:
I can’t fear a mortal man 
Body you on your own track I ain’t normal man
Murdering unknown artists like abortions man
She like my style I drip more than the water can
Been everywhere I’ve been in different portals and 
Too many nigga that’s cloning you older than 
Me and you hijacking bars you recorded that 
I made these niggas I should be awarded man
Woah 
Woah 
Too many bitches is calling my phone 
Needa visualize she ask if I’m alone 
See the thirst in her eyes, said she likes my cologne
Now she screaming the high notes human xylophone 
I can’t deal with these guys needa do shit alone
You a snake in disguise and niggas is clones
Throwing shots at your guy I can’t beef you unknown 

Chorus:
Ain’t no cap I been the man
I been the man since I landed
My shit put you in a trance
I don’t want your girl I got standards 
My shit still making her dance 
All my exes friends are fans 
Clones steady stalk on the gram
I need my props I’m the man

M.O.B HiLL$ verse:
i been a man since i made all these rappers paying M.O.B for a verse,
i'm 15, irresponsible,
all my money goes down to the dirt,
a young nigga really blessed,
and first of all i don't even like church,
no triple 6 shit, no devilish shit,
but making money is my curse,
a young nigga been making cash,
now he up in Japan,
doing foreplay with his coloured bitch,
one thing i don't understand,
he say he a man wit' a .5,
but still ain't gon' hit on no lick,
fuck all this critics,
fuck all these bitches,
i want my money so i can just leave,
by the way if you don't know me,
my name is the president but call me M.O.B,
yeah

Chorus:
Ain’t no cap I been the man
I been the man since I landed
My shit put you in a trance
I don’t want your girl I got standards 
My shit still making her dance 
All my exes friends are fans 
Clones steady stalk on the gram
I need my props I’m the man

THE MAN [feat M.O.B HiLL$]

Verse 1:
Suicidal society
I might just make my chain out of rope
A legend bitch 
I might just dip my body in gold
I’m done with y’all 
I pulled up and I bodied this woah
It’s obvious 
Y’all really want the truth to unfold 
It’s obvious 
You really want your story untold
Cause once you fight with me 
my boy I’ll make you unknown 
Cause after I fight you 
lil boy you’ll be left alone 
Let’s start this DAAMN album 
Man y’all know I’m the goat

Verse 2:
you thought I really stopped
Nigga that’s just the intro 
After whatever this is...
you’ll know the info 
Bout how I’ve been woke 
But fuck it I’m still broke
Expensive like Ferrari 
not talking bout ENZO 
Oh I remember the name 
I’m talking bout Ferrero’s
Need me dineros 
Need me a benzo 
Ive been bodying your favorites I deserve my metals 
I’ve been bodying these rappers stacking em like legos
Undisputed from my peers the intercontinental 
I remember when that bitch made me bump heavy metal 
I confess all of my secrets to these instrumentals
Cause I know you won’t let the bars I’m steady spitting settle

Verse 3:
& I warned you in rxrisangs track 
Leave my girl alone, you ain’t never getting her back
You my homie bro I ain’t tryna smoke on your pack
Went for my ex too and you calling yourself my slatt
And on other news there’s niggas saying that I’m cheating
You know my girl a over-thinker I’m sure she believe in
All the rumors you’ve been spreading gonna leave you bleeding
You ain’t had a girl since primary down bad spreading semen

Verse 4:
I’m steady sipping benelyin 
Im heaven sent 
Sink in my drip she peddling
Let that settle in
Too many niggas meddling 
I can tell it’s my seventh sense 
I’m not good at expression but
My mic is where I settle it
So if you think I mentioned you’re right
I’m not here to fight 
I might
God show me the light
Make it bright
Cause I ain’t tryna take a nigga life
Alright 

Snakes surrounding me
Damn snakes 
Too much snakes surrounding me 
Damn snakes
Snakes surrounding me 
Damn snakes
Too much snakes surrounding me
Damn snakes

$nake$

Hook/Chorus:
I ain’t leverage
Got the game steady on lock 
Do you get the message
You say one word and I pop 
God please save me
I don’t like using the glock 
But these niggas make me
I’m losing patience 
I made this shit
Clones keep taking 
Y’all niggas faking
Y’all niggas hating 
I’m a legend in the making 
Fuck your moderation 
Fuck your conversation 

Verse 1:
25/8 on my grind 
Let’s talk money stop wasting my time 
Can’t believe I get paid just to rhyme
I’m never leaving my prime 
Chasing bag leave the haters behind 
Gotta put your boy back into line 
Gotta slap a nigga he’ll be fine 
We step on him a couple of times

Verse 2
Told you before little boys I’m the man 
Slowly but surely I’m getting the racks
I see the haters been clapping their hands
Y’all lowkey fans I see y’all moving mad
I see their girlfriends is shaking their asses
Better invest in me I am an asset 
I am a veteran sumn like a maverick 
You can’t compete with the talent and passion

Verse 3
I’m baffled bruh
Are you proud of the way you’ve been acting bruh
Went from homie to hater you acting up 
Your new homies ain’t shit they like capping bruh 
He got lost in the sauce, it don’t matter cause 
I just watch and observe bro we lost the love 
I can’t warn you my bro you like acting tuff
Now my new friends looking for your addy bruh

Chorus:
I ain’t leverage
Got the game steady on lock 
Do you get the message
You say one word and I pop 
God please save me
I don’t like using the glock 
But these niggas make me
I’m losing patience 
I made this shit
Clones keep taking 
Y’all niggas faking
Y’all niggas hating 
I’m a legend in the making 
Fuck your moderation 
Fuck your conversation 

Beat switch verse 1:
Clout 24 
Mill at 25
You’ll never know 
Might be the new mike 
Don’t need hoes 
Bitch I got my mic
Smoke Astro 
pass me the lighter 
I need me some gas gas gas gas 
Visions from the past 
Got me moving fast 
Posting on the gram 
Will not get you fans 
Damn I been the man 
Don’t deny I am 
Chasing stack stacks stacks stacks 
Never was a fan 
Of the clones man 
Y’all don’t understand 
Taking who I am 
Dumplicating it 
Making more fans 
What the fuck X3 
Gotta blow up need me Bentley truck 
I feel like I’m drake all the time 
Cause the mother fuckers never loved us

Clone$

verse 1:
No offense 
But we all know at rapping I’m the best
Well I’m better than revolver I mean pretty boy finesse 
I’ll be counting cheques while you busy tryna flex
On something that you rented boy y’all clowny niggas pests
Yes I’m blessed X3
When I dropped abduction it was over for the rest 
(Uh)
Soon as I got 10 thousand plays now she opened up her legs
God game me a talent imma use it cause I’m blessed 

Hook:
How many years is it gon take until you you see that you’ve been sleeping on the boy what a mistake

How many bitches gonna be up in my dms when I rack up all tryna congratulate 

Verse 2:
They gon’ want me when I rack up.
When I post my links all of my closest niggas act up.
watching and observing all these friendships turn to bad blood.
Now my closest friends are niggas I once made diss tracks of.
It’s crazy actually how life goes
Soon I’ll have no friends because we don’t have the same life goals 
Soon she’s gonna break up with me I’ll go back to my hoes
Soon I’ll have to pick between this school shit or the mic bro

Hook:
How many years is it gon take until you you see that you’ve been sleeping on the boy what a mistake

How many bitches gonna be up in my dms when I rack up all tryna congratulate

Mid$ummer Murder

Verse 1:
two double zero six eleven twenty one
The secret code to find me when I start running from
The pain and the reality the feeling being numb
The rain and technicalities my life is lacking sun
The phases of brutality I hurt myself for fun
Real stormy days since fucking day 1
Ain’t no point in living I say fuck it let’s just run 
Let’s just run away and forget where we come from 
Fuck a rapper I’m a lyricist
I could take on all these wanna bees remind em’ they my bitch
Don’t compare me to these mumble rappers the only reason is
That I had to stoop down to their level to get listens it’s 
Hard for me
To mumble round some words and not use sentences
Synonyms 
Feeling this?
Be honest 
I’m losing it
Can’t act like I’m new to this
Life is trash I’m used to this
I cannot stop doing this
It’s my life I’m glued to this 

[verse : M.O.B HiLL$ ]
this is my life,
i'm not new to this,
stayin' up just cooking bricks,
it ain't a choice from where i live,
my home was a trap house,
fiends and whores,
a lotta drug addicts hustlin' in the morning,
stealin' from the ones you love 'cause now smokin' important,
hate the fact that my uncle has been fiendin' for more,
now he thrown out the door,
saw him through the window,
i've never seen this before,
he gave me all his art, and said "don't be like me,
i see potential in you, so nigga don't be in the streets",
that's why i focused in dreams,
learnt a lesson a fiend,
so you could hate me,
i know i got faith,
i'ma make my uncle proud and i'ma blow up a Rafe, 
hope he don't overdose,
need you for the next day,

[bridge]
everytime i'm out,
stormy days just come around,
let him shine,
let him shine,
let the boy just feel divine

Nightmare Henry VERSE:
HAVEN’T SPIT A VERSE, SINCE I EMERGED TO CHRINIC’S UNIVERSE
NOW I’M ON A PLANE TO ZIMBALI, YOU KNOW THE SEATS ARE FIRST 
CLASS, I DO 4 TRACKS FUCK A MISMATCHER, 
I DO SINGLES, ALBUMS, VIDEOS, WITH MIXED RAPPERS
I DON’T FUCK WITH Y’ALL RIGHT NOW
NIGGAS SCREAM AND DON’T PIPE DOWN
I TURN THE LIGHT OFF YOUR FACE
YOU NEVER GOT LIGHTS DOWN
REMINDING ME OF MY PAST, WHEN I USED TO RAP ABOUT BITCHES
NOW I’M ON A TRACK WITH LEGENDS, WE TRYNA SECURE THESE RICHES
NAH, FUCK IT
I MAKE PIECES OF ART WITH 800
AND USE THESE NIGGAS AND TREAT EM’ LIKE THEY PUPPET
I WAS RUNNING, I COULDN’T STAY IN HOMETOWN
TO SLOW DOWN
I WAS WRITING SONGS, IN A GHOST TOWN
I GUESS THAT MAKE ME A GHOST WRITER, A GHOST EDITOR
AN ART PREDATOR, LET YOU KNOW THE NAME
NIGHTMARE HENRY, BOUT TO GET AT YA’
I’M NEW TO THIS SHIT, WHEN NIGGAS BOUTTA GET ME PISSED OFF
SINCE I COULDN’T FIND PEACE, I USE MY HAND WHEN I GET OFF
AND LET OFF THESE FLUIDS ALL OVER YOUR SKIN
YOU GOT A CLEAR FACE, I GOT PLEASURE IT’S A WIN WIN
I PROMISE
I’ll prolly be the end of your worries, 
Gimme 10 seconds, my album gon speak for me
I got real tough, the minute I stood up
I know you also get thirsty, we drinking from same cups
Not the same drink but, I wish we could make up
Had these new appointments, it’s my fault I couldn’t wake up
I was doing 80 Rounds and Promise not mix up
I got the shit I needed,
You told me shit you made up
That’s not a mistake plus
My house was 30 Acres
Now im sleeping in a mansion,
All my debts, i Went and paid up
I know I Shoulda went to sleep, but nigga had to stay up
I got Super sick of motherfuckers on my radar
I got really sick of bitches watching for my 8 cars
Bitches being extra, 
Cause They wanna see the tesla
I know

$TOMRMY DAY$ [feat. M.O.B HiLL$ & NiGHTMARE HENRY]

Envy Me [feat. LEYTON ENZOW]

RUN iT BACK [exp.]

Verse 1:
You can ask my niggas, I’ve been on shit 
Gotta trust the process 
The shit I’m bout to drop gon make boom bap moshpit
What I say comes true I’m like a modern day prophet 
I know Niggas praying I don’t drop this 
“Cause he did with Triple Dollar Sign was outta pocket”
“He took all the of the shine from all the niggas that we’re dropping”
Like what do you expect no body locked in 
Like I am, y’all did a track then stopped I couldn’t stop shit 
Watch this
2025 I’m taking off just like a rocket
I’m straight outta nasa, in my prime you cannot stop this  
Everybody dope and lyrical until I walk in 
Everybody tryna body me but they ain’t dropping

Verse 2:
And My circle getting smaller like the storms eye on fortnite 
Locked up the stu recording anthems for 4 nights 
She ain’t really yours she sending booty pics to four guys 
You know she a hoe she sending booty pics to more guys 
When I die I pray my legacy immortalized 
KillKroniK something like a statement from the north side 
Niggas tried to murder me they ain’t know I got more lives
You’re irrelevant, friends with my homie just for more likes 
I see shit different like fuck a third I got a fourth eye 
(Pause)
Yeah that’s right I got a 4th eye 
444 up in my dreams like I need more signs 
Is he tryna talk to me or is this from my old life 

Verse 3:
You won’t get this shit 
I see the signs I run with it 
I realize I’m one with it 
I been disgusted I run this shit
I been in style I fuck with this 
(Pause)
nah you won’t get this shit
Verse 4:
Can’t keep on hating then playing my shit on repeat
Can’t keep on sleeping like I don’t do this every week
Can’t say that I don’t deserve this, I don’t even sleep 
Can’t keep on hyping wack niggas as if they ain’t weak
Can’t keep on acting like they don’t ask beg me to release 
Can’t disrespect me like you girl isn’t on her knees 
Can’t keep on hating like I won’t make a track with reece 
Can’t keep on nyatsing like $irChrxnic is not a beast 

Switch 
Verse1:
Sometimes I wish the process skip button 
I need to know if I’m gon win or if this all for nothing 
But then again I told you I been up to something 
Been with the illustrator, illustrating what you’re bumping 
So I don’t need a fortune teller I know we gon got make it 
Many days of disappoint but God I’m still praising 
Just give it 5 years I wanna see those who were hating 
No matter all the obstacles Im always steady praying 

Verse 2:
Cause Better days are on the way 
I won’t leave I’m here to stay
I gotta thank God that he done made me live another day 
Even when I didn’t want he didn’t take my breath away 
You destined for something nigga there’s gonna be better days
Celebrate 
Just celebrate with every breath you take 
I gotta thank the highest I was rapping on the center stage 
I gotta thank the highest after years I haven’t lost my ways 
I hope ive reached my all my goals by the time I enter heavens gates 
Classic after classic, hit after hit 
I’m certain that after we drip this joint the hitting that lick
Where else you seen two 15 year old boys producing these kicks
The art inside these melodies no one delivering this

Verse3:
It’s passion in the sound, cause rapping we are bound, my dad is looking down and I know he can’t even try to frown 
Cause he know down there on the ground 
I’m walking in his footsteps tryna make this nigga proud 
He resting easy cause the family living better now

OMERTÀ/Dreams (prod & feat. THE iLLUSTRATXR)

Verse1:
I got a text 45, I’m getting dissed by noobies 
He ain’t Tisetso why the fuck this nigga acting moody?
Is you mad that Chronic is a better rapper 
Or is you mad that $irChronic laying his head on Twinkies boobies 
Somebody get this bitch nigga a couple pads 
“feeling like a bad bitch” I guess he living up to that 
he spit some shit about my dick, he ain’t creative kinda sad 
This kid already lost against me he ain’t learning from his past

Verse 2:
Nigga in his feelings cause he lame because he sound wack 
Name an album by aliva that doesn’t sound trash 
Seriously I give thousand to anyone that really bumping his shit without secretly saying he sound bad 

Verse 3:
This nigga down bad, he fucking with lyricst
A lyrical gymnastics me and his bitch was getting intimate 
He kinda crazy for thinking he could diss and get away with it, after this track I don’t think he’ll still exist 

Verse 4:
These niggas actors, aliva think he mad tuff
You texted Thabiso because Twinkie won’t smash huh 
They all leaving you this shit remind me of your past hun 
He think that he dissed me ain’t nobody clapping hands bruh 

Verse 5:
This nigga capping ain’t no way he getting bitches 
The closest thing he got to “ho ho hoes” is on Christmas 
I hope he got getting a glow up on his wish list 
He running outta options in his sea there ain’t no fishes 

Verse 6:
With your fucking owl eyes I’ll call you OVO cause ain’t nobody “falling4aliva” or his audios
That nigga wack how many times I gotta say this 
I ain’t never seen that nigga track on someone’s playlist 
I know he mad I didn’t wanna have to make this 
He lost another beef he couldn’t handle all this steak bitch
You better stick to school, we all know you don’t make hits
You love rapping bout Muzi is you also kinda gay bitch?

Cradle to the Grave

Hook:
I won’t text her back unless she pretty or her ass fat
I won’t text her back she gotta prove it make that ass clap 
You said that you freaky send location girl let’s back that 
I’m the typa nigga that’s gon leave you with a back rash 

Verse 1: 
Leave the spot with the niggas 
And I’ll never die because I talk to the killers 
I’m the typa nigga that’s gon bang you and yo sister 
I’m the type to make you feel it raw without the liquor 

She said she got some shit, she sent the evidence 
she tryna have that sex that land you in an ambulance 
I’m tryna make a tape and send that shit straight to her mans
I cannot claim that hoe, we all know that she on demand 

Hook:
I won’t text her back unless she pretty or her ass fat
I won’t text her back she gotta prove it make that ass clap 
You said that you freaky send location girl let’s back that 
I’m the typa nigga that’s gon leave you with a back rash 

Verse 2:
Shit…I’m might be Korean, the way my K pops 
I just took a look inside the mirror shit I stay hot 
Every year I gotta win a beef against the same opps 
Couldn’t give two fucks about a little nigga name drop
Man I spoke to that bitch once and now she act like I’m her lover
I can not cry over 1 I know I always got another
All these niggas reading scripts boy I can tell you undercover 
How I call that bitch a brother now he moving like a mamba

MiLEAGE II [exp./prod. Scorpio]

lyrics:
G
O
D
D
E
S
S
A goddess 
that’s what you are if I’m being honest 
I’ve never met a pretty girl who’s so equally modest 
intrigued cause you’re rare what’s the origin of your conscious 
And I don’t play around just handing out my clothes 
But with you let you hijack the closet 
Cause any peace of me you’re better off with 
and that’s incase I fuck up cause I do that a lot
cause really you mean a lot  
i
Never thought that I would be back here 
Writing songs about my crushes thought I left that in the past years 
I really mean it when I say this girl is mad rare
since you reading Shakespeare I’d like to say you’re mad fair 
She prolly listening wondering who I’m on about 
Just read between the lines I know that you’ll figure it out 
supposed get the first line cause I spelt that shit out 
& anything you need I’ll get girl what’s the amount 

don’t get me wrong girl I won’t buy your love 
but I believe that special girls should get spoilt so what you want? 
A perfect day for me would include us having some lunch 
Kick it back relax listen to music that’s living it up

No need for a rush 
Won’t pressure you into an answer I’d wait for a month 
And a couple more months 
I ain’t giving it up
You prolly heard some shit, and think that I’m calling a bluff 
this is real girl it’s love

her interlude

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

Chorus/hook:
a lot of time has passed 
my homies thought the love I had for you would never last 
I know I ain’t the first nigga you’ve loved, I know your past 
Believe when I say that I’m just tryna be the last 

And I ain’t just tryna be your man
I wanna see you happy be the best you ever had
I know you got your doubts, this typa shit just never lasts 
But if you risk it all I’ll show you what the future has 

Verse 1:
3am we been on the call singing the song that I made you, I know we happy as ever 
i talk to you with no effort 
our convos always flowing like water without pressure 
I get a text from you and suddenly I’m in heaven 
I’m saving cheques for you were really bout to be spending 
I don’t care bout your exes all those niggas is lessons
Preparing you for this shit I think is gon last forever 

Verse 2:
Scary?
I know it’s wild to say that typa shit 
i overfeel, but one thing that I know is that you’re my typa bitch 
you’re beautiful you’re smart most girls I know be lacking common sense 
The problem is, you lost your trust in people to the trauma
 Its, so hard to get to believe the shit I say, like compliments 
A common bitch, is something that you ain’t you better remember that 
Me plus you is the truth baby do the math 
Me plus you is the truth baby do the math 

Chorus/hook:
a lot of time has passed 
my homies thought the love I had for you would never last 
I know I ain’t the first nigga you’ve loved, I know your past 
Believe when I say that I’m just tryna be the last 

And I ain’t just tryna be man
I wanna see you happy be the best you ever had
I know you got your doubts, this typa shit just never lasts 
But if you risk it all I’ll show you what the future has

RISK IT ALL [exp.]

Intro:
Lyrical gymnastics 
The flow acrobatic 
Mad shit
I spit fire like the breathing match stick 
I ain’t quitting till 013 on the atlas
I quitting till the fans know the address 

Verse 1:
I spit too many flows 
Too many bros on they toes, cause I could drop at any time too many know 
I could go line after line after line like cornrows 
And if you tryna settle the score it’s 5-0
And I ain’t talking popo I’m talking mic bro 
You girl came to see me perform she front row 
Your girl came to see me before. God knows
What we doing when I lock all the doors at my home 

Hook:
And these flows outter space bitch you’ll find me recording in the space ship
Models offer me the cake shit but ain’t no body badder than my main bitch 
Look at the shit that we doing 
P.F.T all we came to do is ruin 
2022 issue we a big problem 
Golden State Warriors my niggas been balling

And these flows outter space bitch you’ll find me recording in the space ship
Models offer me the cake shit but ain’t no body badder than my main bitch 
Look at the shit that we doing 
P.F.T all we came to do is ruin 
2022 issue we a big problem 
Golden State Warriors my niggas been balling

Verse 2:
Me and my brother blowing up like the twin towers 
Enjoy that 5 minute fame rap been ours 
I can’t collab y’all niggas been cowards 
I’m tired of carrying these features now a nigga getting back problems 
These Niggas drop one track and get a little shine
I could do this shit for years solar powers rhymes 
Listen to this shit and close your eyes 
I know brain been starving here’s a buffet for your little mind 

Verse 3:
I stay stepping on these niggas necks, R.I.P to George Floyd 
Paparazzi love me and my girl y’all niggas Polaroids 
I can’t hang with y’all we separating all the men from boys 
Didn’t chose this life it chose me I didn’t have a choice 
What can I say God gave me a voice 
So you know everywhere I go I’m bout to make a noise 
I can’t hang around with y’all I’m easily annoyed 
And niggas switch like May’s Weather I beat ‘em like Floyd 

Hook:
And these flows outter space bitch you’ll find me recording in the space ship
Models offer me the cake shit but ain’t no body badder than my main bitch 
Look at the shit that we doing 
P.F.T all we came to do is ruin 
2022 issue we a big problem 
Golden State Warriors my niggas been balling

And these flows outter space bitch you’ll find me recording in the space ship
Models offer me the cake shit but ain’t no body badder than my main bitch 
Look at the shit that we doing 
P.F.T all we came to do is ruin 
2022 issue we a big problem 
Golden State Warriors my niggas been balling

greatest in the WRLD (Unmastered freestyle)

TAKEOFF (unmastered)

And I'm pretty sure I met you in my past life  
I'd like to believe you were my past wife 
I'd like to believe that at least in one universe we kicked it and finally got that right 
I know you miss me grabbing on that ass right 
Especially any time I'd get a chance right 
You acted like you hated that shit but I know any time I grabbed that ass you'd feel mad fine 

Them forhead kisses before the lips 
Hated being apart from you that's why I grabbed your hips
Dreams of putting you in that whip thati you always wanted 
Get that AMG for my bitch 

Oh well 
Everything comes to an end 
Everything comes to an end 
Oh well 
Everything comes to an end 
The start is the beginning of the end 
Oh well
It's like one week we're busy on the bed 
And the next you ain't responding to my texts 
Oh well 
I guess Everything comes to an end 
How do I get this girl out of my head 

Got this new shorty but I'm scared to fall in love 
Can't afford another L you don't know what it does 
when you get attached to a person you get stuck 
And she bad as hell but I can't begin to trust
How I tell her that I'm only tryna buss a nut
Do i hit hit her with the sorry baby better luck
On the other side my ex keeps hitting me up 
It's been 3 years girl how you still in love?
How you still forgive a nigga after fucking up 
That's that energy I need you ain't giving up
I might fuck around a turn you to a runner up
Better take it slow this time ain't no need to rush 

And I won't hurt you 
But there's other girls baby welcome to the circle 
Atleast I let you know shit it's better than ti curve you 
Tell me all your secrets baby girl I'm tryna learn you 

Oh well 
Everything comes to an end 
Everything comes to an end 
Oh well 
Everything comes to an end 
The start is the beginning of the end 
Oh well
It's like one week we're busy on the bed 
And the next you ain't responding to my texts 
Oh well 
I guess Everything comes to an end 
How do I get this girl out of my head 



Beginning of the end (Her last interlude)

Verse 1:
And lemme tell you bout my favourite
She prolly smiling as I'm bout to say this 
But she always on my mind 
She a lil petite baby 
What fine physique, lady 
Beauty with some brains so she a quiet unique baby 
We shared so many memories I can't believe baby 
Can't fathom that I got into it with my dream lady 
But like I said, everything comes to an end
Truth be told I know that shit messing with both our heads 
You know it's going down once I meet you by the ends  
I know this shit the way I know you still sleep in my flannel 
I hate to see you win that's why I unfollowed your handle 
And- I see the stares cause Im always looking at an angle 

Verse 2:
On other news it's still shout out to britteny 
The only girl I know that would've held it down with me 
If I hadn't cheated on her with an old thing 
If I was still with britt I would've copped that girl a ring 
Your cousin's called me cedrick cause they could say chronic 
I took that as a code name, so I just hopped on it 
And every day I would call you cedricks wife 
You know that's what I'll call you by for the rest of my life 

Verse 3:
Check this I know you ain't expect this 
I won't say your name but imma just call you alixis 
That's a inside joke from a tiktok video 
That I sent you back when I saw you as my home 
We've been on off for a good 5 years 
I cried a good 9 tears 
That's a book right there 
You wrote me a 4 page letter 
Expressing all your efforts 
Telling me how you want us to get back together But- 
No can't do shawty I'm thru
Heard you went to that party and you kissed some little dude 
You know me very well you know I sharing my boo
So when you do this typa shit what I'm supposed to do?

And I throwing no shade and shit you know it's all love 
Y'all made me who I am today that's what this is about 

Verse 4:
That's the top 3 in my life
The women that I would've liked to wife 
The women that I gave all of my time 
I had so many women on the sides 
I could never call mine I can't put it on my life 
Failed talking stages 
My other ex's heinous 
That's why I couldn't mention them I'd rather keep em nameless 
I still love em to death and they know I always say this 
Can't wait for their reaction when a nigga finally famous 









Ladies, Ladies, Ladies

Ohh that's wild that's crazy
Ohh that's wild that's crazy
Ohh that's wild that's crazy 
Ohh that's wild that's crazy
Ohh that's wild that's crazy
Ohh that's wild that's crazy
Ohh that's wild that's crazy 
Ohh that's wild that's crazy

Shawty wanna be my baby 
Ohh that's wild that's crazy
Shawty wanna be my lady
Ohh that's wild that's crazy
Heard big bro bro been hating 
Ohh that's wild that's crazy 
He want a verse, won't pay me 

I walk in this bitch all alone 
They mad that I did it myself 
That mad that I'm the topic of discussion
They don't know what's next 
I'm moving in stealth 

My old bitch mad that I'm winning 
She really don't know how to feel
She mad I got me a 10, top of the shelve with perfect good health

They tryna eat off my plate
I know they ain't wishing me well
They mad that in making the sales 
They mad that making more tracks than a rail

And I walked in this bitch with PFT 
"The Reign" but we making it hail 
They riding our flow like a sailer 
You weigh us with niggas, we tipping the scale 

Resisting the urge like a bitch 
Resisting the bitch like a urge 
Resisting the devil and shit 
Been 4 years since I been to church 
As soon as I get me a blick 
I'm turning this place to a purge 
A couple of bricks on my wrist 
Cost more than what you're nigga earn 


Shawty wanna be my baby 
Ohh that's wild that's crazy
Shawty wanna be my lady
Ohh that's wild that's crazy
Heard big bro bro been hating 
Ohh that's wild that's crazy 


Wild, Krazy (Pramis, Swuh remix)

Verse 1:
They ask me my why I'm always working 
I go crazy when I don't work 
To be honest I'm hurting 
I gotta keep myself distracted by writing a verse 
All my songs come from a dark place this shit a curse 
So if I had a good time I know it won't be heard 
I push people away and 
Relationships fail
And it happens all the time I swear I never learn 
That's why I've never ended shit with girls on good terms 

Hook:
Time waits for no man 
Death waits with cold hands 
Forget about the hoes man 
Come up with the flows

You were born alone man 
You gone die alone man 
Don't get too attached bro 
You gotta let go 

Time waits for no man 
Gotta reach your goals man 
This shit is all you got so
You gotta get going 
You gotta get going 
You gotta get going 

Verse 2: 
I feel so much lately this shit is is crazy 
Cause I've been the typa nigga where things didn't phase me 
Dying from life, dying to live please save me 
I hope it's just a long ass dream, please wake me
I had dreams of riding a in a mercedes 
With my baby but she's no longer my baby
Infact I think she hates me  
You're supposed to stick with me forever no matter what the mistakes be 

Please say something 
It's so crazy how the center of your world could easily turn into nothing 
I though I wouldn't function
With you gone and out my life shit, I thought I woulda killed my self or something 

I got a thousand niggas telling me I fumbled 
Not know that you fumbled 
Love with you is losing game, I swear it left me humbled 
The only thing that could cure me from this major L is a couple hundreds 

Hook:
Time waits for no man 
Death waits with cold hands 
Forget about the hoes man 
Come up with the flows

You were born alone man 
You gone die alone man 
Don't get too attached bro 
You gotta let go 

Time waits for no man 
Gotta reach your goals man 
This shit is all you got so
You gotta get going 
You gotta get going 
You gotta get going 


It's couple shit that's heavy on my troubled mind 
Echos almost all the time 
The pain internalised
The pain will never die 
You'd swear it's immortalised 
My brain disorganised 
It's there and then it's here 
The voices in my head 
Like whispers in my ear 
Maybe my time is near 
Wouldn't be so bad if I was swinging from a Chandelier
Now I see it crystal clear 
I know these niggas and the family wouldn't even miss a nigga if I wasn't here 

Truth 
Thats the sad truth 
Been a couple years since I thought this shit through 
I know where I'm headed but there's nothing else to do
Nothing else to lose 
Nothing left to prove 
It doesn't even help no more sitting in the booth
Working all my life I won't catch a break soon
Working all my life but I haven't made moves  
Can't hold on I don't see a break through. 

(the first of a never ending series)

soliloquy 1/March 2023  (unmastered)

verse 1:
Take it to the grave I ain't resolving no conflict
And it's to the death Its only done when I stop it 
Bunch of fake personas y'all should get out the closet 
If you want a part of PFT better stop it 
Niggas Hella broke that's why they act out of pocket 
Top spot mine and they mad that I hogged it 
They ain't doing shit so they mad that I'm locked in 
And when they never listened just remember that God did 

What I got going on now is bigger than me 
This is for the niggas that are always belittling me 
These days I can't meet nobody that's realer than me 
Like a lone wolf when I walk ain't no niggas with me 
I can't hold a convo with a fool I ain't eager to speak 
Swear the saw me cooking and then chose  begin with the beef 
Niggas is beefing alone 
Ain't entertaining a clone 
They immitating my flow 
Mad that I'm doing the most
I should take my ex's out to dinner and give em a toast 
Call me the host with the most 
Call me the host with the hoes 
Call me the host with the most hoes and craziest flows 
Call me the host with the most clones and envious foes 

The rumors are old 
Her reaction to Alexis was comedy gold 
Not a lot of girls can do it, she making me fold 
Niggas also hate the boy cause I'm getting the hoes 

verse 2:
I've lost so much sleep over this dream 
It's worse than it seems 
Ever since a younging I done had these big dreams 
Dreams about the music back when I was 13
Got my first gig back when I was 15 
Prolly do my last when I hit 50
props to M.O.B for the shit he did me 
Joined PFT back when I was 16 
8 deadly split I know that they miss me 
I remember back when they said he dissed me
Now I check my streams and the nigga listening 
Same to that bitch I know that she miss me
Even though I'm gone I still got you simping

And it had me down bad can't take L's 
Pouring out her heart never cared how she felt
Don't do love I got up when I fell 
Don't get attached freeze up when she melts 
Don't do calls I ain't picking up my cell
Don't do friends they don't wish me well
I lost all my coins to a wishing well 
Niggas folding over that fishy smell 

verse 3:
The raps is litter so the racks is bigger (ayy)
The map is bigger so I had to call the niggas  (ayy)
Cover the whole thing so- the pack is split up 
We want the whole thing so we gotta get fitter 


Just Ask (Freestyle)

Walk wit my Wok (throwaway)

SAUCE!

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