PROD SILO

((lyrics))

why you mad? i be counting racks up (uh)
did the dash
why you wanna talk on my name call me trash 
i just heard your soundcloud bro im sorry that was (ass)

put some racks on the floor
he has a fit he don’t got no dough 
i got a twin glock put on a show
spread out the racks on the table 
got a choppa on my side give him a facial
if he talking wipe his nose not talking nasal
got the uzi got the mac yeah the draco

556 hit him his lip if he talking 
i tote the 50. and we finna stalk him 
where is this kid i have think that i lost him
i heard your song and im sorry it was nonsense
(wait)

i got my bankroll on me
and i tote the choppa say cheese
if he talking on my name that choppa hit him he gon bleed 
i got glocks on my side 556 hit his knee
i’m in the truck finna skrt on his block if he be talking down on me

yeah i got the chop after text and im off of this gas it gets hard to breathe
uh if he talk on me we gon have to extinguish him and he gon have to leave

breathe

PROD SILO

((lyrics)) 

why you mad? i be counting racks up (uh)
did the dash
why you wanna talk on my name call me trash 
cause i just heard your soundcloud bro im sorry that was (ass)

when yous we me in my bag you wanna come back
and we got choppas in the back and we gon throw that
talking down on the net boy you betta show that
when i blow up buy the tickets i sold that

first you take my heart then say that you dont want it anymore
i got racks on racks i go and spend a bag up in dior
how you tripping tie your lace cause you dropping on the floor
say my name you say you hate me cause you know that you a sore 

why?(why) why you gotta do me like that 
scrolling thru the texts you knew me like that
when i’m getting all my bucks stacks then you wanna come back
i wanna but you some new clothes but you never pull the tag

if he taking on my name that choppa hit him he gon bleed
i got glocks on my side 556. hit his knee
getting dubs up in school i got As you got Cs
got the 4 in my cup now im finna pour up a 3

yeah i got the chop after text and im off of this gas it gets hard to breathe
if he talk on me we gon have to extinguish him and he gon have to leave

i be running from your love cause i don’t need it 
maybe you need glasses cause it’s kinda hard to see it 
but i still spend a bag on you don’t gotta tease it 
remember when you said that you would never leave me

why are you mad? i be counting racks up (uh)
did the dash
why you wanna talk on my name call me trash 
cause i just heard your soundcloud bro im sorry that was (ass)

racks on the table we finna count it up
14 getting pasos yea your bands looking stuck
i just listened to your mixtape it was mid man that sucks
talking on my name we finna turn him to dust 

(all i wanna know is) why are you mad? i be counting racks up (uh)
did the dash
why you wanna talk on my name call me trash 
cause i just heard your soundcloud bro im sorry that was (ass)

put some racks on the floor
he had a fit cause he don’t got no dough
you don’t even check on me what if i were feeling low 
said i’m fine that is cap that is something you should know

breathe 2 [2022]

PROD NEO

((lyrics))

just call my phone if you need me
loving my music on TV
you love me you miss me believe me
didn’t you say you didnt wanna do it
we wasn’t shot by cupid
i didnt wanna lose it
ha, but i’m still running up the bands that i be making
chill in my crib Jamaican
don’t care bout my heart im gating 
didn’t say, didn’t you say you don’t wanna do it
run up my checks i don’t wanna lose it
put on the speakers playing my music
greens and blues i put em in bands
i got a white shooter named sam
time that we had yeah it never last
i should have never broke a branch for you
viv on my neck-lace
diamond tester we testing
your music trash it neglecting
band in the safe and they going up by the day
i got a chop on my side and we shootin like 8
off of this gas it get hard to breathe 
put that boy on the list if he talk on me 
ha, i don’t know no more
giving the fans what the wanna see
ha, but i’m still running up the bands that i be making
chill in my crib Jamaican
don’t care bout my heart im gating 
didn’t say, didn’t you say you don’t wanna do it
greens and blues i put em in bands
i got a white shooter named sam
time that we had yeah it never last
i should have never broke a branch for you
viv on my neck-lace
diamond tester we testing
your music trash it neglecting
yea, look at us now 
creep in the house i don’t make a sound 
calm up my bros they tripping off loud
huh, 150 on the highway
fetty wap you come my way 
talking hot buy never try me
talking hot but never come on my block and if you do you be looking mad lost
try take my cash you betta stop
i’m in the middle i go to the top 
i tote the 9. and it come with a clip
long magazine you better not trip 
leave you on seen there’s nothing to miss
i got a beam we shooting like 6
carry round cash i don’t need a card
we in a tonka and you in a car
talk on my name you not going far
talk on my name we give him a scar
off of this gas feel like superman
making this money no business man
call up my gang feel like troopers man
in the i8 you on a scooter man
(huh , huh)

Need me

PROD PRODBYEAZY

((lyrics))

respin and we hittin his nose
i tote the choppa im toting the pole
talking on me he get hit in his nose
t-t-talking in my send shots thru his body
i got a white plug think his name bobby
talking on me he go straight to the lobby
not talking p4 go straight to the lobby
pour up this cup i get dizzy
i got the choppa im shootin like 1,2,50
talking on my name we gon make that boy history
where is my choppa? huh, a mystery 
i tote a lil choppa i tote a lil glizzy 
gone for a while, hah, you miss me
talking on me calling my twizzy
i got a long mag and it hold 50
50. aiming at your dome
pops hating so i ran from home
like if he hating i don’t wanna be home
1,2,3,4,5 if that boy hating he won’t be alive
reload the clip cause i run out of time 
i’m making money you don’t make a dime

f5fty

PROD SMOKEFUSION

((lyrics))

you wanna talk shit all on my name but when i’m up
you wanna come back
you know that i wont accept you cause that’s why you gone run back
if its all bout money call my line and im finna sit back
call my game we got mac11s left that boy drenched yeah he need a napkin
betta wipe your knows n*ggas come and they go
i got a sprite finna pour up a 4
popping this perc and it’s making me float if he talk on my name then that’s not a joke
get off my line cause you know you just wasting my time 
i make hits and you know im not lying
how you gon talk on me then call me fine
it not making any sense cause it is not adding up
talk on my name then that choppa gon hit him his gang gon have to pick him up
my glock got extensions you betta pray
sit back i chill off the J
don’t give a fu* bout love cause i heard that it’s fake
and all these haters be talking like get off my name
i know that your at the bottom cause im somewhere at the top
we tote the mac11s and you know i still tote the glock
i’m rocking vv to my head to my sock
haters wan be me but they know they can not
you not my twin if you gon steal my flow
im off this J and it’s hurting my throat
they call me SLIGHT aka the goat
im making money yeah you already know 
i’m making hits and im not even trying
get hit with the fye fye we got that boy cryin
i’m off the zaza i feel like im flying
you making nada it making me sigh
i’m in my bag
you wanna comeback
you talk on my name and you see me in public you ask for my snapchat
you wanna talk shit on my name but when i’m up you wanna come back
you said that you love me i don’t do love don’t you get that.

SITBACK

make pretend

c4sh |FREESTYLE|

gelato

LUVR

Wrong

(PROD. purplebaby) lyrics;



Tell me, what you want
Layed back and i’m making a song
Treating you right never do you wrong
Texting my insta “when is you gon drop?”
I don’t know

I told you we cannot be friends again
I told you we cannot be friends again
I told you we cannot be friends again
I told you we cannot be friends again
(no, no)

Play it back
Talk on my name nigga that’s a wrap
Cool in the crib puffing off this pack 
Said you gon spin better spin it back
Make up your mind making all these lies
Making these hits i don’t even try 
All of theses snakes always wanna ride
You love my flow i told you it’s mine

Copy and pasting my flow it’s unique 
Hate on my music but you wanna feat
I’m getting back at the end of the week
You wanna hop on a song that’s a treat
I cannot get rid of all of these lies
Get out my face cause you wasting my time
I can not deal with all of these lies
Get out my face cause you wasting my time

On the clock
I don’t know when i’m gon drop
Keep on going till i’m at the top
Keep on going till i’m at the top
Telling myself that again and again
What shall i hop in? the T or the Benz
Talk on my name but you don’t wanna mess
Talk on my name man you making me stress

(But its fine)
(Cause i still make my dimes)
(Wanna talk on me you wanna ride)
Talk on my name man you making me stress
(I done told you everything’s fine)

Telling me you wanna go
But you telling me you not gon fold
layed back grab the pack and i roll
are you good? really i don’t know 

Tell me, what you want
Layed back and i’m making a song
Treating you right never do you wrong
Texting my insta “when is you gon drop?”
I don’t know

I told you we cannot be friends again
I told you we cannot be friends again
I told you we cannot be friends again
I told you we cannot be friends again

no, no
no, no
no, no
no, no, nah, nah

stress

cant feel a thing

touch

please stop

((LYRICS))

(Haha, slight you made it)
(woah, woah hmm, woah)
I can't keep on going down I tell my mama that I'm gonna make you proud
Off this Runtz pack yeah i'm in the clo-uds, clo-uds

(JAYE)
I just wanna feel something
Baby, tell me what you feel (you feel)
Baby, show me what's real
I don't know
And i'm from a different dimension
Tell me what do you mention
What's my destiny

(TF.SLIGHT)
I don't know what I'ma feel, oh
I hit the pen I don't know what is real, oh
Just tell me, baby, what the hell's the deal, huh
Reservations, baby, we can get a meal, oh

(JAYE)
I don't know what to think, know what to feel
You were not there for me
I don't know whether to laugh, whether to cry
Tell me you care about me
I just feel like I'm out of touch
Tell me, baby, you want my love

(TF.SLIGHT)
In my mind, all the time
Bae, what can I do
Cause I just wanna make you mine
Going through my head
Oh, like all the time
You must be Rocking Yankees
Cause you always wanna lie
Oh

(JAYE)
I thought pressure was supposed to make us diamonds
I'm so high off this gas
I feel like I'm flying
I feel like I'm dying
Me and bro we colliding
We always mess up the timing
We always mess up the timing

(TF.SLIGHT)
Come to the crib you must wanna love me
We can cop rings cause you wanna trust me, oh
Picking up all of the bags in the store with my money
Oh, oh, oh

(JAYE)
She got me feeling like wow
...

(TF.SLIGHT)
I can't keep on going down (down, down, down, down )
I tell my mama, maybe, I might make you proud
Off this Runtz pack, yeah, I'm in the clouds
Clouds

pressure (w/ @JAYE)

((LYRICS))
(SLIGHT YOU MADE IT)
All this money stay legit, but i can’t get my mind straight i don’t know what it is huh
I can’t take off my hoodie all these scars up on my wrist huh
I was at a point i felt like i didn’t need to live huh

I need to get back up to 10
Im sitting down at 1 but its okay cause i count bands 
Staying on my 1s im not use to having no friends 
Puffing off this pack it got me zoning like a trance huh

Yuh, in the night i cannot sleep 
I’m puffing off this pack i smoke too much i cannot breathe 
Light it up at 5:00am it feels like it’s a dream 
I be making way more money than you ever seen

Imma win it like i said it imma make it to the top
All yall haters talk on me like all you pussies gotta stop 
And it’s 4:00am i haven’t slept in days man im so lost
All this time is running out i hear the ticking like a clock huh

(sometimes i don’t even understand myself, but i got no choice but to. My bad lemme lock in)

Yuh, Ayy, fuck
Told me that we good you lying straight up to my face
Sent that shit on messages the fuck are you a snake huh
Thought that’s shit was locked in and strapped up like some tape 
Now i got some pussies always talking on my name hhh
Am i thinking too much or are we falling out of touch?
Kinda hate you but i don’t wan hold a grudge 
I don’t know what to do like was i really not enough 
Sparking up this pack again im feeling like a Dove huh.

sometimes i dont even understand myself

((LYRICS))

(fuck, fuck) SLIGHT YOU MADE IT 
Ay, see me up you wanna take a fucking pic
Text my phone you wanna come over and eat me like some ritz
Baby i ain’t wearing Vaseline this Kush up on my lips
When i walk up in the building had to take a little mint huh
Honestly i thought i couldn’t do it
You texting up my phone you telling me that i’ll get through it
I had to stick alone for two years i thought i blew it
But then i had to make sure that i knew what i was doing
I was thinking way too much i got myself stuck in my bed
I just fucked it all up
Like how the fuck i’m losing friends 
Like bro it kept on getting worse i didn’t know how i could mend
With these scars up on my wrist they telling me i should be
…
fuck
(God i fucking hate myself)

gone..

[LYRICS] 

yeah, ay.. come on
SLIGHT YOU MADE IT
fuck, alright lemme stop fucking around.

Yeah, cash coming in my money staying up 
Said you wanna fuck with me i got no trust (huh)
Step around just like a clover got some luck
All these haters wanna talk on me said i don’t give a … Damn

I be getting in my head too much i gotta stop
I don’t care cause im just steady counting up my guap
Tell me that you fuck with me but then you looking lost
See my bands, See my money then you walking to the shop

Talking on my name i told him say it to my face bitch
Way too focused on this money and the pack that i’m facing
Talking up on slights name, tf? got him racing
Got this little burner finna turn em to a raisin

(haha, ahh this shit was crazy hold on)
Ayy, Yeah
Ayy put the fucking beat back on man! 

Sitting in the corner weed crumbs on my lap
Shout out to my brothers in the south in the trap (huh)
Texting up my phone you telling me i couldn’t rap
When i pull up to the scene i make these niggas do a lap

I was lost i had my head up in my hands
Tell me myself it’s okay, cause i still count my bands
High as fuck, sitting the the corner i won’t land 
I really gotta stop this shit, making me mad

<prod rollie>

head in my hands [freestyle]

ghettofein (bwtf)

[[LYRICS]]
i couldn’t bring myself to end it all I’m such a bitch
i say its all okay but really it is what it is
i told you all my secrets but you sat there and just blinked 
you said you didn’t want this and it massively gon hit

it feels like its all wrong
i don’t know where to start
i thought we was locked in but we just drifted far apart

i was gon send that message but you know i wouldn’t dare
i thought we was the best of what there is no longer there
I’m at this point of life where i just really couldn’t care
my friends say its okay but it really just isn’t fair

ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

im at this point of life where i just really couldn't care

[[LYRICS]]
told y’all niggas gotta wait for me
baby would you really savour me 
told you baby are you craving me
you just really wanna say to me, huh
“would you really take me for real?”
ditched the plug i ain’t make no deal 
see this cash bitch i’m chasing it


i’m just really focused on my fashion 
talk on my name like bitch why you laughing?
i say i don’t care when these niggas wan’ talk on my name, but really it hit me 
like yall really hurt me.
but i keep it all to myself 
like i really didn’t ask for help 
high as a bitch smoking top shelf 

i got a band spend it on a pack
puffed my first J i couldn’t go back
why these niggas always fucking laugh?
always talking behind my damn back
like bro what up with that
but it’s coo got my niggas now
now i’m coolin with my little gang remember that i had nobody to back

keep it all to myself

[[LYRICS]] (cover art - grace_b5621)

i be lost im my ways i dont know how to function
these thoughts up in my head they fucking loud just like some drumming
im staying on my ones bitch i aint tryna do no loving
cause im making all these hits im getting paid just for humming, huh

geeked as hell i put my blunt out on yo hood 
i really cannot do this shit im never understood
when the blunt up to my lips you know that i be feelin good
said you want a sip of henny you aint smoking on no wood? huh?

all this paper in my pockets running out of space
i be balling like lomello not no heavyweight 
talk to me like slight you sweet like a peice of cake
all this paper looking heavy eat a fucking steak

you see im up you wanna hate up on my songs
let me backstrap this j like i aint smoking on no bong
always talking all your shit like bitch you act like talking tom
all this money coming in im blowing up just like a bomb huh

yuh, yuh, yuh. fuck

misunderstood

(LYRICS) 
YOUTUBE - tf.slight - bleed (Offical Lyric Video)

yuh yuh ayy yuh

(if im being honest i fucking hate myself so much)

fuck! 
my pockets so damn fucking heavy i put on a pound 
I call my brothers from the south they shoot 100 rounds 
I hate it when you speak to me don’t make a fucking sound 
I hate myself so fucking much like put me in the… FUCK

i dont know why I do this shit like what the fuck is wrong with me? 
i hate it when i fucking speak like how do people talk to me?
i wish i didnt cut myself cause i could barely fucking breathe
in my mind all fucking night im finding stuff to make me bleed

damn. you ask me if im good
like imma say im cooling but im not, but i should, huh
tell me that you fuck with me you should’ve understood
that i always fuck shit up and i just wish i never could

i dont know how I got myself in this position
all these niggas always talking shit you never fucking listen
but its coo’ cause these diamonds on my wrist they always glisten
dont give a fuck about no love this blunt the only think im kissing huh.

bleed. (Lyric video in desc)

lyrics

these thoughts up in my head
 just tell me please when it gon end
i dont dont know how, i got my self in this position once again
and you calling my line i wont pick up
tryna get too high im so fucked up
you told me to stop with all that bullshit 
but i just couldnt give it up

id rather keep it to myself
cause i aint a bitch to ask for help
this gas in my lungs not good for my health
i way too geeked i keep my melt

and you gonna keep lying to my face
you called me like 3 times more today
just put me out just like a stray 
like shut the fuck up lemme light my J

stray

lyrics

talking bout moving outta town
baby would you ever hold me down 
i dont wanna hear a fucking sound cause i know what you posting what you messaging about

dont know what you talking bout you gotta fill me in 
im just sick and done with all these pussies talking shit
you steady call my line like baby whyd you take the piss?
ive just had enough like really it just makes me sick

im so stuck in my ways 
i cant do this again

talking about head to the right path
hoping you dont wanna bite back
i dont wanna hear it just dont fucking speak cause you know its gon break me so bad

i just wanna know why
im so sick of wasting time

just call my phone when you need me
unless its you dont wanna see me 
sick of your face but im sick of my own i dont know if just tryna tease me 

you couldnt love yourself, you fucking hate yourself 
i couldn’t love myself, i fucking hate myself
fuck

insomniac

((Lyrics))

I’m stuck in this place
The walls they be caving on me i dont know why i got the shakes
Told me i should take break
I couldnt cause they coming after (me)
I couldnt even feel my face
Just get me out for goodness sake

Would you even care if i wasnt here
Would you hold my hand if i was in tears
Smoke untill i green i cant even fear
Honestly i wouldnt even touch a beer

To be honest i dont know where im headed
Way too gone i couldn’t even read your message 
everytime you dont wanna mend it
I bet youd be glad if i fucking end it 

I’m stuck in this place
The walls they be caving on me i dont know why i got the shakes
Told me i should take break
I couldnt cause they coming after (me)
I couldnt even feel my face
Just get me out for goodness sake

Place me back to when the times were just great
Can’t wait till im up they screaming my name
Like, is it bad things is it good things? 
Man i dont know how im gonna cope
Everytime you just wanna lie to me baby what you wanna know

Stuck in my room
With the pack to my lips
No point going on my phone
Feeling like Dex got my kit
I don’t know what I’m gonna do
I gotta make up soon
Cause baby, I don’t wanna do
The shit that you putting me through
 
god 
I’m stuck in this place
The walls they be caving on me i dont know why i got the shakes
Told me i should take break
I couldnt cause they coming after (me)
I couldnt even feel my face
Just get me out for goodness sake

(p. MBRK)

impassive (MBRK)

while I’m rolling my wood, you tell me something‘s going on
I don’t know what it means, but I just got to carry on 
tell me what you need whats the basics?
I’ll see you smiling and laughing I know you faking 
trying to get me to talk to you like who you saving 
stop the game, ref i dont think I can play it. 

keep it in mind (i couldnt think straight)
know that I’ll be up at nights like all the time 
(like its on replay)
I don’t know how you can do it It’s a crime. 
(i couldn’t feel my face)
Can’t believe nothing I think it’s a lie
(i think im going crazy)

its everytime with this bullshit
i know you packing up your things you better move it
but im just focused on my gas not hitting new shit
i dont know how im gonna live im
gonna lose it

(p. defnottyrell)

lose it

(LYRICS)
Just tell me who you are
I dont wanna cause a scrabble
I dont want you in my head 
I think im fucking scrambled 
Just stay here by my side
why dont you reconsider
It always crossed my mind 
Always tryna point a finger

Would you please just tell me now
Cause im so sick of all these secrets
I dont know what you say round
You beat me down untill im bleeding

Tryna fight off all these problems im telling you thats not how it works
Would you please just take a second?
But no, you left me in the dirt

You tell me that im stressing you
When it plays out its all a trap
I knew what it meant to you
Took my heart dont give it back

Just tell me who you are
I dont wanna cause a scrabble
I dont want you in my head 
I think im fucking scrambled 
Just stay here by my side
why dont you reconsider
It always crossed my mind 
You wanna point a finger

It’s always gon b me

(p. defnottyrell)

take a second

(and your just wasting time
im seeing through these lies
and you don’t wanna try to love i see it in your eyes)

you steady call my phone
you cant get enough 
im laid back tryna roll
but you just wont give up

missed calls all up in my recents 
baby i told you but you never wanna listen 
been in my head too much baby im sinking
you got the hennesy no chaser bae you sipping

dont wanna talk about it
dont wanna hear your voice
dont wanna hurt you but i 
dont think i got a choice
you beat me down you threw 
my body inside the void
i roll this pack so i can drown out the fucking noise

patience
baby you crossing my mind you couldnt take it 
i put the blade to my wrist bae i can face it
and you can kick all you want, untill im caved in

be patient

lyrics 

can we add up
all the things we talk about
i can’t believe, if you want just take me out
cause im so stuck in my head
i cant tell when itll end
and all i wanna know is that i trust you not to fold

blade up to my arm again im stuck inside this loop
and I’m wondering why I’m trembling i tripped gotta tie my shoe

cause baby you lied up to my face and i cannot deal with your mistakes 
and imma smoke untill i green and im tweaking out cant feel my- 

tossing and turning in my bed
like would you gimme a break just give me a rest
and im, rolling up to kill the stress
and imma strip my skin till theres nothing left

can we add up
all the things we talk about
i can’t believe, if you want just take me out
cause im so, stuck inside my head
i cant tell when itll end
all i wanna know, is that youd never

tossing and turning in my bed
like would you gimme a break just give me a rest
and im rolling up to kill the stress
and imma strip my skin till theres nothing left

head be in my hands again
something that youd never get
im tryna understand 
i fucking hate that no one cares

tf.slight

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