Smoke Out (prod. CMbeats)

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Thanking God For Making Me Me.... You Should too.. Download & Share it!! 

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Lyrics: 

Goals on my mind
....Only thing I need is time
....so I got a new watch
For everyone who doubted
Dont belive me just watch
Nikka nikka nikka
Nikka nikka nikka


Everybody wana rhyme like cole
Or sing like drake
Used to wonder where I stand
And if i had what it takes
Now i found who i am
Never take another break
Spit that shit you wont forget
While taking liquor to the face
If im not fitting in
I think im in a better place
You can hate it if you want
know who got the better pay
Long hooks, make songs
For the crowd to sing along
Mixtape tracks sounding like some number 1s
Cause your boy crossover, and thats word to kyrie
Pop shit on pop shit, but theyll never try me
If you ever want an issue, man the words that I speak
Are a fully loaded clip, so i got ur magazine
Ah.


Chorus:
Thank God Im Me
....
Thank God Im Me
(And There'll never be another)

Goals on my mind
....Only thing I need is time
....so I got a new watch
For everyone who doubted
Dont belive me just watch
Nikka nikka nikka
Nikka nikka nikka


I dont care who you taking pics with
Who in a clique with
Who you said you work with
Cause none of yall can spit with
None of yall could stick with
None of yall can get with
My shoes youll never fit shit
Shows youll never get tix
Backstage passes
You can be the vip
You can have the longer set
But you aint never ill is me
Put me on a track
Theyll say who the hell is he
Cause My words do the work
And ill let the actions speak
I dont do it for the likes
I dont do it for the tweet
Fake hugs, and fake love
two things ill never need
You can keep me out the loop
Im in the circle that i need
You can read between the lines
And never find whats underneath


(Chorus)

Thank god they got me
All the way From day one
When they were calling me cocky
Thank god we here
Thank god we working
Never got a cosign
Thank god thats perfect
Thank god we focused
Thank god for friends
Thank god for fans
Thank god we cant remember
All the nights we wont forget
Thank god we loyal
Thank god we drinking
Thank god for each day
Thank god for weeknds
Thank god they hated
Thank god we made it
From the city where theres less concrete
Then hatred
Thank god for drinks
Thank god for tree
Thank god for the 2 girls
Who down with the 3
Thank god for night
Thank god for green
Thank god for bros
Thank god for team
Thank god for us
Thank god for we
Thank god for me...

Thank God

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Thanking God for making me, me... You should do the same

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VIBE

Baby Gates - Everyday I Could

produced by judge

LYRICS:

[hook]
money, money, money all i know
spend it, spend it cannot take it when i'm gone
if happiness elude me after all my years...
i'll have lamborghini leather just to wipe my tears

[verse 1]:
lamborghini leather just to wipe my tears
sip on ‘46 macallan just to drown my fears
i dont run away from problems i just board my leer
all i ever wanted was to be a billionare
if i get low
bet my money dont
got guala to blow
they like whoa
black aventador
take off here i go
golden plated bong to smoke my weed out
michelin 3 starrin when i eat out
rollin out red carpet for my feet now
em rajatakowskis get with me now
butler got a butler motherfucker
dont cuff her i just i fuck her motherfucker
got fluffers ‘fore i fuck her motherfucker
truffles on the duck i had for supper
spend and spend and spend whatever i well please
cry myself to sleep at night on charlotte thomas sheets

[hook]

[verse 2]:
ill pour that moet lets have a party
then do blow yep off of her body
she dream of corvettes i got ferraris
her bucket list look like my normal monday hobbies
ima give the key note at the avns
livin like a cheat code when you play the sims
said she gon give me deep throat with like all her friends
my pockets fat as cee lo after 80 wings (got plenty tings)
think you stuntin in your hemi whoa
til i pull up in the venemo
then i pull up the bentley whoa
i got many many many more
got a jet that i could show her got a yacht that i could boat her
you aint even in my motherfuckin sphere
im just revvin up the motor when i feel a little lower
let the lamborghini leather dry my tear

[hook]

[outro]:
i let that lamborghini leather dry my tear
i do 110 im on the highway watch me veer
im doing pulls of louis 13 aint no reason i should steer
and got no plan but i be headed outta here
you know im shinin check my wrist and check my ear
and all my diamonds look like water cuz they clear
im doing pulls of yamazaki as i shift into 6th gear
and if i cry the lambo leather dry my tear
i got that blood red leather round my lambo wheel
bad red bone at home she know the deal
oxycodone in me keep popping pills
i let that lamborghini leather dry my tears
i got remind me that this life im living real
doing 190 round a corner just for thrill
im doing pulls of johnnie walker aint no hands up on the wheel
and if die theyll bury me in ysl

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Lamborghini Tears

twitter.com/marcgoone

lyrics:

(Hook)
tell me why tell me why tell me why im a wide awake
hit the plug for the drugs tell me which one i should take
little blue pill 

(Verse 1)
little blue pill
where i wake and i sleep and i live unalive
in the land of the sheep
and the home of the blind

little blue pill
and i scramble to fill up the hole that’s inside
so i work and i work
then i buy and i buy
every success that i earned is because of my grind
the failures ive seen those are somebodys fault but not mine
bow to authority dont ever step out of line
be patient i’ll be the head shit shoveler in due time
ok, never really question why the world like that
i just wanna get a whip a crib a girl like that
follow what they tell me dont demur like that
ima pop another pill and make it blur like that
down the rabbit hole oh no ill never go since ignorance is bliss i guess ill never know

(Hook)

(Verse 2)
little blue pill
where hard work all it take it make it
we all abstain no need for safe sex
and boys in blue are never racist
where black and white bad and good light and dark never get mixed
to lose all that weight all you need is these three simple tricks
where if “i just follow these rules ill be saved” aint a myth
im eating my steak in the restaurant with agent smith
where marijuana is a gateway drug
but chemo is the cure thats saving us
and every addict is a criminal that should be behind bars to keep us safe and stuff
where god is bigger than the dollar bill
and global warming fake but hell is real
dont wanna wake up i dont care it made up im just getting ate up off my little pills 

Blue Pill (prod. judge)

Croosh - Fibonacci
Croosh - Fibonacci
Croosh - Fibonacci

Royal Acclaim

Croosh - Fibonacci

Juice (Ft. Blizz_TP)

New Generation (Prod. KayGw)

From the Soliloquy Album- Executively produced by Thomas Swanson
@iamsullygeez
@bigwinmusic
@thomasswansonmusic

Writers Block (feat. Big Win)

Official Sound Cloud page of Sully Geez-   
Chasing dreams with Thomas Swanson.  I make music part time, tryina go full time.
for Booking inquiries contact: sullygeez@gmail.com