Before Musical Notes

Thrax freestyle(minusninetytwo bynary2k)

nextday(wavy)

lyrics 
You take bands i make them
Im undercover feel like freemason
What i really bet this shit on
I love the feeling talm bout amazing
I walk in with all black chrome
I got a 3.5 blunt and im blazing
Off the molly i feel so cold
I cant go back and fourth with no
I cant got back and fourth with no gnat
I feel like to much i cant show that
I got shooters that come with a mac
I got shooters that come in all black
Yea we riding all black black
Look what i do
Look what i do 
Look what i do
Ian average hoe
White hoe reach for the coke
We put a tag on toe,that only if you reaching tho
How they blame it on me i put this shit down
How they blame it on me when i hold my shit down
Im tryna rack up g i like how that shit sound
Been believing in me now im the shit now
Save it baby ian really tryna hear
Save it baby you aint really sincere
Tryna make a name gotta put it they ear
You know im afraid that why you played on my fear
I know yo intention but sometimes they not clear
Niggas want a pension but you gotta look in the mirror
In the back of my mind yea i know my end is near
And all that time yea i know i been there

You take bands i make them
Im undercover feel like freemason
What i really bet this shit on
I love the feeling talm bout amazing
I walk in with all black chrome
I got a 3.5 blunt and im blazing
Off the molly i feel so cold
I cant go back and fourth with no
I cant got back and fourth with no gnat
I feel like to much i cant show that
I got shooters that come with a mac
I got shooters that come in all black
Yea we riding all black black
Look what i do
Look what i do 
Look what i do

Twilight(cell)

Lyrics
Aint no taking down nigga when you get like this
Fucked the racks yea so much yea we recked this shit
Fucked  the racks up yea so much
Fucked the racks up yea so what
I got a double cup uh huh
Damn this weed double stuffed
I fucked his hoe i cant lie to ya
Damn that chop hit yo body
Smell the fuels biscotti
We just hit the plane im tryna get gone
Bitch ion know her name
Say she love my songs
Ian got no time to waste imma finna ping pong
Gold on my body huh damn this shit like piss all
You aint got no racks and hell nah ion feel dawg
You cant sell if that bitch aint got no seal yuh
I kill bills but the guap stand ten tall
People be fake and they chaging like chameleon
Look at my cup this bitch heaven sent
I love the bag and aint nobody better then
My time now and no i aint hesitant

Aint no taking down nigga when you get like this
Fucked the racks yea so much yea we recked this shit
Fucked  the racks up yea so much
Fucked the racks up yea so what
I got a double cup uh huh
Damn this weed double stuffed
I fucked his hoe i cant lie to ya
Damn that chop hit yo body
Smell the fuels biscotti
We just hit the plane im tryna get gone
Bitch ion know her name
Say she love my songs
Ian got no time to waste imma finna ping pong
Gold on my body huh damn this shit like piss all
You aint got no racks and hell nah ion feel dawg

Before Musical Notes

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