truth hurts ft. sacreds prod. jerry + zach

Prod. @yvesxtc


(1107)
(Seems I’m tuning in to a real bloodbath)

She said she can’t see me
She can’t see my halo
That boy wa- yeah that boy was deceiving
 He was telling fables
Ran up with them sticks 
Told yo whole gang to lay low
You lame mother fuckers can’t sit at our table 
You can’t sit here
Can’t sit where we eat lil bitch 
I got that 
Got that stick on me lil bitch 
You won’t catch me signing shit
Cuz I ain’t reading shit
Even if I tell the truth you won’t believe that shit 

Can’t sit where we eat lil bitch 
I got that 
Got that stick on me lil bitch 
You won’t catch me signing shit
Cuz I ain’t reading shit
Even if I tell the truth you won’t believe that shit
She wanna see that shit, bro delete that shit
I don’t wanna hear that shit 
Ruler clip on my fucking hip, like disappearing ink 
Catch that boy, then I point him out like Insecurities 
Like “how you suicidal but you got your own security “ like what 

(I ain’t tryna pull up bro)
(Obviously, it’s just a front yeah)
(I’m really tryna die, like obviously)
(That’s why I light this blunt up)

She said she can’t see me
She can’t see my halo
That boy wa- yeah that boy was deceiving
 He was telling fables
Ran up with them sticks 
Told yo whole gang to lay low
You lame mother fuckers can’t sit at our table 
You can’t sit here
Can’t sit where we eat lil bitch 
I got that 
Got that stick on me lil bitch 
You won’t catch me signing shit
Cuz I ain’t reading shit
Even if I tell the truth you won’t believe that shit

halo prod. yvesxtc

prod @violetnight @sorrovw
mastered by @prodjerry

[lyrics]
i stay w my bitch n know we take ya head off
noddin off of these drugs like a fkn failure
spin around on on that dick ballerina ariel
lil bro talkin now his motha fuckin cryin at his burial 
my bitch rock hysteric glamour its hysterical
this chop fuck up family history this chop historical
send that shot u fkn missed me tho might take like 4 of ya
watch my brudda take these drugs feel like im watching euphoria
w my brudda making hits

before my brudda sent that shot yea i alr knew that bitch gon hit
bitch a dub
she think that i fw dubs stupid bitch
n my motha think im dumb 4 taking these drugs until im sick
he think he safe
lil bro he dumb
outside thuggin w my clips

opps they duckin it look like a fkn racetrack in this bitch
ima fuck right on ya hoe
i want dough im outta here
moncler coat but it aint snowin
i roll up that dope n think
cause my fashion hoes on me
show my bitch like omg

hysterical (prod. violetnight x sorrovw)

cartier bracelet shine on yo shit like a omnitrix
hit the curb you aint getting a lift
i dont know where yo lips been ain't hitting my spliff
dont get ya partners involved
real raw nigga what the fuck is a log
too much grabba lil nigga thats law
damn she cry when she hear my songs
now she mad at me
cuz i had to go mia
bitch i get ruckus dont do no relation
this out the mud man this shit out the basement
my niggas toting them sticks and they hatian
i really be posted wit zoes
this aint a bar nigga he really tote
we up in barneys she doing the most
is you a freak she say why do it matter
took me some time but my pockets got fatter
nigga im posted with jannah we trapping
my shirt is tapout this regular fashion
and yo luh hoe she got hit up right in that villa
you could go pay her a visit
im in the zoo wit gorillas
we get right witcha
burn his lil ass like a incense
i had to turn up my swag turn up my flow 
i had to turn up my image
i pass that luh hoe to stein we the best strikers
shawty said she wanna kick it
is that ya mrs. ?
that hoe is very submissive
put the prescription in cartier lenses
can't go without em i blurry my vision
put me in pain girl you hurting me different
i got sum shit thats gone fuck the whole hood up
nigga ducking they taco we pull up
hollow tips in the mag cuz you full of it
and you better vest up
cuz when my shit catch up
you get left in the dust with the rest of em
not a spread not a bread crumb
and the za give me head rush
i aint been fucking with niggas
no i aint giving no dap
twin still keep that gen on his hip
he never get caught goin lack
i aint gettin caught goin back
dirty ass nigga all you fight for is scraps
sad ass nigga why yo life so ass?
maybe thats a sign you should stop dick riding
im off the za really turn me up
my shit play in her whip and she turn me up
wounds on my body im burning uh
you niggas smoking on sherm or sum
sneak dissing thats for the virgins bruh
clone of who i never heard of ya
why ya hood look like suburbia
want it to stop gotta murder us

SPOTIFY

the final betrayal (prod. jannah, bxxngan & revert)

Prod. @yvesxtc

(Introducing ether300 from howl 1101)
(the worlds first brain implant that lets you see The universe as the gods intended)

You don’t even know what goes on 
I’ve been in my head for so long 
You don’t know what it’s like to work, you mow lawns
I need you to go first before I jump 
Put on my Jordan 4’s in my swim trunks
Help me walk on water, float just like Jesus
Howl riding water buffalo’s, came out all year 
Shoes blacker than my lungs, from all the smoke That’s in the air 

(Wanna take my spotlight but you don’t really care)
(I used to be hot, now I’m colder than the air)
(Throw your folders in the air)
(I pick ‘em up baby love is in the air)

Air, Air
You said you don’t like your shoes, I buy you another pair
If what you just said is true, then there’s love up in the air
Ask me if I cut my hair, why the fuck do you even care?
Howlcity graveyard don’t get scared
You don’t wanna end up in there

(Don’t wanna end up in there x2) 
(Breath my smoke, breath my air, breath my air x2)

Breathe your smoke (Breathe my smoke)
Breathe my air (Breathe your air)
Cut my rope (Cut my throat)
Tie my hair (Cut my hair)
This ain’t no joke 
You can’t treat it like so
I treat myself to new clothes 
Cuz you know, I always change my wardrobe

airwalker (intro) prod. yvesxtc

prod. me

I just smoked a blunt 
Now great, I’m a sinner 
Smoking blunts how I stay warm through the winter 
And my teeth hurt bitch I’m drinking paint thinner
Woke up with a migraine I need my painkiller 
I hit up my toothpaste dealer
I was gone for 2 days off a perc 
I was tryna get to know you but it didn’t work
Ask me how I got here bitch I make it work

Howlcity, Howl island where I do my work 
I put my digits on the floor and they gon make the earth break 
You sound shitty, I can’t fuck with you I know my worth 
Howlcity, I think I just felt the earthquake
Howlcity, Howlisland where I do my work 
I put my digits on the floor and they gon make the earth break 
You sound shitty, I can’t fuck with you I know my worth 
Howlcity underground I felt the earthquake 

I just smoked a blunt 
Now great, I’m a sinner 
Smoking blunts how I stay warm through the winter 
And my teeth hurt bitch I’m drinking paint thinner
Woke up with a migraine I need my painkiller 
I hit up my toothpaste dealer
I was gone for 2 days off a perc 
I was tryna get to know you but it didn’t work
Now y’all think I’m sick, but I am really perfect

2days off an outro prod. sxulz

oracle ft. yvesxtc prod. sacreds

Prod. @yvesxtc

whole lot on my mind, I don’t say too much 
I don’t care too much, bro I hate your guts
and I’m way too hot yeah  y’all can’t touch 
Yeah I know it’s my fault 
But they don’t gotta know

if you tryna spark a blunt I ain’t in no rush 
10 shots from the buckshot shotty, better run
10 glocks in my pockets yeah I love guns 
Ima go to the store and buy another one
I can tell what’s going on here boy I ain’t dumb
In the back with a lawn chair and a bankroll
20 grams in my Nikes, they don’t know tho
take a knife for my whole team never let go 
X2

I can tell what’s going on here boy I ain’t dumb
In the back with a lawn chair and a bankroll
20 grams in my Nikes, they don’t know tho
take a knife for my whole team never let go 
take a knife for my whole team
In the back with a lawn chair and a bankroll
20 grams in my Nikes, they don’t know tho
take a knife for my whole team never let go 

whole lot on my mind, I don’t say too much 
I don’t care too much, bro I hate your guts
and I’m way too hot yeah  y’all can’t touch 
Yeah I know it’s my fault 
But they don’t gotta know

if you tryna spark a blunt I ain’t in no rush 
10 shots from the buckshot shotty, better run
10 glocks in my pockets yeah I love guns 
Ima go to the store and buy another one

I can tell what’s going on here boy I ain’t dumb
In the back with a lawn chair and a bankroll
20 grams in my Nikes, they don’t know tho
take a knife for my whole team never let go 
X2

toomuch prod. yvesxtc

02

(hibradn)

Keep that iron on me like a fuckin blacksmith
I made so much money do the fuckin math bitch
Keep that iron on me like a fuckin blacksmith
I made so much money do the fuckin math bitch

Shawty talk too much be quiet
Give no fucks Im just tryna get high
Me and shawty we gon fuck all night
I'm only going for the bread strict diet

Got a 10 in the dms tryna fuck with me
She know if she gets to fuck it's a luxury 
Bitch you just got the fuckin bag and you just fumbled it
Bro just took one hit of the cart now he stumbling

Dont give a fuck or a damn bout a bitch
I do what I please put that on my future kids
Keep that iron on me like a fuckin blacksmith
I made so much money do the fuckin math bitch

Walk up in the bank they can't fuckin add it up
(Yeah count that fuckin shit) yeah fuckin bag it up
I can fuckin talk and I fuckin back it up
Maybe we can chill later we could laugh it up

Shawty talk too much be quiet
Give no fucks Im just tryna get high
Me and shawty we gon fuck all night
I'm only going for the bread strict diet

Got a 10 in the dms tryna fuck with me
She know if she gets to fuck it's a luxury 
Bitch you just got the fuckin bag and you just fumbled it
Bro just took one hit of the cart now he stumbling

(vuitton)

(hibradn)
Shawty talk too much be quiet
Give no fucks Im just tryna get high
Me and shawty we gon fuck all night
I'm only going for the bread strict diet

Got a 10 in the dms tryna fuck with me
She know if she gets to fuck it's a luxury 
Bitch you just got the fuckin bag and you just fumbled it
Bro just took one hit of the cart now he stumbling

2. hibradn + vuitton - be quiet prod merc_beats

everything you said i couldnt do i jus did bitch
i been so high i might slip up n pull the trigger onnat pussy boy then kill him
i cant w this bitch in my dms this lil ho trnna play on sum sick shit
i walk around w 200 on me at all times your money anorexic 
i jus stepped up in the party im jus trnna give that pus boy a message
he wont think this shi funny when i pull up on him w a smith a wesson
this mf trnna get up on me ima put him down jus like his best friend
you ain ever gon kill me bro ill walk around the trap headless
i jus poured up w the thc i cant een walk, oh she a fan of me i cant talk to her
i forgot ab the lean in my cup, why this bitch tryna paint me like a bother?
ima put that thot down like a dog, im the top dog ian no fodder
ima treat the bitch jus like her father, i count money that boy aint count a dollar
ima cut the trap up like mikasa, watch me blow ur whole rent on prada
i told my driver hit the gas he gotta floor im tryna beat the timer
ion need no bodyguard ill run inside ur trap like im a 49er
i cant fw this ho i see thru her teeth she a lil liar
he wanna fight me i said bet, but he cant find me if he dead tho
im puttin 556s in his chest, he finna strike out like a met now
ill take the oxy off my fckn lip, watch me go pain the walls red now
this dum bitch in my fuckin head im too geeked up to leave the bed now

headless prod getsyuga

i said ill run that bag
im focused up on my stacks
no i cannot feel my face
but im still gon run it back
know it, know it, know im poppin xans in the club
that lil bitch a dub
yea, geekin on the run
shawty say she wanna dance
then just take me and we'll go
know that i be too fucked up
i be dodgin all your love
you aint seen me at my worst
take all my pain away
i just put it in this verse

bitch im countin stacks
yuh, and i got my rings but i aint talkin applejacks
bitch im draxx
and i told that shawty leave me lone cuz im focused on my stacks
and i cant wait no longer gotta go up bitch im on that track
no i cant wait no longer bitch im on my way to be a star
you know im in a rush, im whippin on that foreign car
mama said ill make it said im on my way im goin far
i did it all on my own
i gotta sell on my phone
i gotta sell on my phone

i said ill run that bag
im focused up on my stacks
no i cannot feel my face
but im still gon run it back
know it, know it, know im poppin xans in the club
that lil bitch a dub
yea, geekin on the run
shawty say she wanna dance
then just take me and we'll go
know that i be too fucked up
i be dodgin all your love
you aint seen me at my worst
take all my pain away
i just put it in this verse

oracle ft. yvesxtc prod. sacreds

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