Name: july (prod. Lex) by sora
Duration: 3 min 15 s
Description: ((not my prod!! check it out: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YBFmUaAxFSo&t=66s ))

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((not my prod!! check it out: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YBFmUaAxFSo&t=66s ))

july (prod. Lex)

bluescreen...

coffee shop / the first single from blankface.

enjoy

( prod @jrrycn )





-LYRICS-


[Verse 1: Sora]

People out here bitchin
but fuck I’ve been water whipin
got snitches acting ridiculous 
never listen to  lippin 
got lean in the cup I’m sippin
a joint in the hand I’m grippin 
I’m ignoring all the chatter the summer has got me chillin 
on break bitch I got a comma
but I need to save the game 
cause these rappers are causing trauma 
they say Sora where’s the music
bitch I’m not here for amusing
got my talent and my smarts and the rapping is from the fusing 
didn’t wanna be the best but fuck God is the one that’s choosing

[Verse 2: Jerrycan]

They say I’m sicker than Aids or Hepatitis
But they’re skulls are so thick that they’re closing up their sinus
And they know that I’m the worst, I’m living life a minus
I’m living life a con like bitch I’m tryna hide this
Been sitting on my ass tryna find a way to get back
Where I once was at, but I always tend to slack back
But when I ask them how it is they want their fucking money back
Always making faces at me like I’m fucking Nickelback

[Verse 3: Louis Bedroom]

I’m pissed off, I hate shit
no wristwatch nor patience
I’m yellow bitch you racist
don’t say shit, just save it
no flavour, you tasteless
I savour, you waste shit
bitch I’m beautiful, betcha you don’t know, 
I’m in the studio, Jerry’s basement
sittin’ by a PC rarely see me in your whereabouts
sprite can mixed with tipple, drinkin’ little takin’ fair amounts, but I’m really not
cuttin’ mothafuckas like a barbershop
scissor paper rock, and I’m still pissed off
started fuckin’ sippin’ and I didn’t stop
guess I just forgot, damn

[Verse 4: Ryan G]

boys like it when they know im on spotify
i just use amuse but its okay cause im a sexy guy
I shove my shit in my homie make a bitch cough
i know yall got women but yall women get my dick soft
full gay, we be doin anal with our socks off
beat makin on the bus with my toshiba out
whip my dick out to fix it like a sonic screwdriver
dr whos on my ass now? please no deep divers

Coffee Shop

cream

New project coming this Spring!

Lyrics:

Like what you want shawty?
I’m just another body
I got what you need shawty
I ain’t tryna fiend shawty
Pull up where I stay, don’t you bring your lil friends
You’re the only one I picture when the story’s at the end

Feeling’s more than physical 
Emotions leave me quizzical 
Don’t have to say a word
The message is subliminal

Know that I get your nerves
It’s what I deserve, from all the birds
And no disrespect, I mean it terms
Of how all the women I been with were hurt

Too broken to fly, I only add weight
Harder to cry and easy to hate
She a bad bitch 
A savage
It’s over with it
She’s had it

How’d it come to this I thought my heart was in the right place
Settled on mistakes made in a temporary mind space

Now who is me?
Defined by what I am or who I used to be?
And what if what I am, is only what I think?
And what if who I am is really who I strive to be?

That’s the freaking you
That’s the freaking you baby

NEW MAGIC WAND REMIX:

You seen my niggas out here winning
Ain’t wanna claim that this our year
But if this music shit keep working
Then I can promise you gon hear
And I can promise you gon see

How a nigga not from the chi finna do what a nigga done did
Not tryna let the moment get to my head, if it do, then it id what it id
I was tryna go back East last summer but my pockets really couldn’t keep up
And I gotta keep it real cuz it make a better story knowing all my niggas bouta be up

People think they know who I am, what I do, how I do it, they don’t even know the half of it
Make a bitch cream when she hear a nigga sing, and she mine, other niggas goin half on a bitch
And you say you built different and you put it in your music then you drop, we already heard like half of the shit
Cuz you sound like a ditto in a room full of dittos, and you know that’s true and you mad as a bitch 

I cannot be pigeonholed 
I been this dope
I switch it up
From trap to soul
More than flow
A different show
They never know
How it’ll go
Got this shit

If a nigga got some shit to say make sure you’re in my time zone
Niggas tryna speak on shit abroad, they ain’t left home
Ain’t got a strap but I’ll beat a nigga wit my Strat if he claiming he a rock star
Praying that I lose my grip on the scene, ima leave a nigga shitty when I pop off

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