#Music2Shyne2
I’m in dis bitch wit thraxx
We got, we got war wounds
Baby I got war wounds this shit too fye)
Baby I got war wounds

Baby I got war wounds
Baby I got war wounds
I know my pain absorbs you
My heart it been torn through

I know you can you see it, I know you can feel it too
She see it when I’m walking, I know (she feel it) in my moves 
Infatuated wit that money, but that shit is hardly new
She want us to push up on her right now, I’m so sorry I ignored you
I don’t mean to be so nonchalant, like my set just not for you
Okay, got too much dirty money on my body, shawty wash it off
Shawty hurt, she way too soft, tryna express myself, you gon get too lost

Baby I got war wounds
Baby I got war wounds
I know my pain absorbs you
My heart it been torn through

I got crows up on the castle, they can you see when you coming
My fingers fuckin cramping, all the money I been thumbing
I fucked up one time, I had really got wit a bum bitch, and she ain’t got no money
That shit really hurt my stomach

Baby I got war wounds
Baby I got war wounds
I know my pain absorbs you
My heart it been torn through

Yeah, I’m finally rid of all my sins, and I been chillin wit lil shawty, paint her ass that shit so scenic 
He said he been seen it, the type to make a bad bitch go and grab a cleanex
And I can’t express all my feelings, tell her listen to my lyrics 
A nigga like me, i’m too original

Hoe we shynin in the sky
Brighter than them lights
If we don’t hit him one time, we gon hit em twice
Shawty come slide if you wonder where I fly
In the drop top coup, speedin, suicide ride
To the bank hoe (that bankroll)
Top of the bankroll, she say I’m a ten, countin racks I got a tank load

War wounds w/ 88thraxx4 p.(para)

#Muisc2Shyne2
Huh, yeah
I don’t even know ya

I don’t even know ya
I don’t wanna know ya
I don’t even know ya
I don’t wanna know ya
I don’t even know ya
I don’t wanna know ya
I don’t even know ya
I don’t wanna know ya

Posted wit my brother, we some fuckin souljas
Blue and red in mirror, not pulling over
Bitch I’m goin hard til this shit is over
Hit it from the back, I don’t even know her

Huh, yeah
Rockin all black, bitch we ridin through the night
7am fucked, I’m ain’t living right
Ima green out, that shit prolly feel right
I don’t feel a thing when I close my eyes 
Ima pull up if you say the price is right

Bouta pull up shawty bouta eat me all night
Coo slut pull up bouta buss her wind pipe
She know I’m cool as fuck she want me to stay her whole life
 About bust a jugg on some shrooms get the grams right 
Bouta tweak all night bouta geek all night 
I Make these niggas insecure when I put on some slight

I don’t even know ya
I don’t wanna know ya
I don’t even know ya
I don’t wanna know ya
I don’t even know ya
I don’t wanna know ya
I don’t even know ya
I don’t wanna know ya

Posted wit my brother, we some fuckin souljas
Blue and red in the mirror, not pulling over

I just met a little redhead nigga with a comb over 
 A leprechaun sell me shrooms he just front me a whole ounce of clover 
Just left the function with a fine ass throat soldier 
And that liquor made her wanna throw ass up
Took me back to her place her man walked in he couldn’t believe he saw 
New plug on the telly named Rob
 I’m seeing if the pack available they think I’m fiendin
 3 AM in the morning and I’m playing with her titties 
 She walkin in the room ass naked trying to eat me

Yeah, she gon eat
Bitch I’m in the back, holding my wounds, bleeding
First quarter, ballin, I’m the rookie of the season
Smoking so much, like I don’t even like breathing
I got what you want, yeah I got what you needin
Your love is a drug, baby you got me fiendin

I don’t even know ya
I don’t wanna know ya
I don’t even know ya
I don’t wanna know ya
I don’t even know ya
I don’t wanna know ya

Idek ya w/88thraxx4 p.(snaketwn)

#Music2Shyne2

First off baby girl, how’d you get my number
I love it when she miss me, triple 5 her favorite number
Automatic 1888
Thrax’ll put you under
Believe it or not
I face it, then I put it on her
Pull me over, had to fuckin crub swerve
Believe it
Shawty ass fat, I think that’s my dessert
Believe it

I ain’t ever met nobody like her
I grip the wheel, she top me off til I swerve
My lil baby too damn bad, I can’t one night her

First off baby girl, how’d you get my number
Baby pull up, what’s happening
Compared to her these hoes average
She super cool and be swaggin shit
Boutta piss her off

I ain’t do shit
That’s all on her 
She can eat a dick sandwich 
I ain’t gone lie to you fuck that bitch

I been the lab bout you baby made 200 songs
That shit felt like cap when you said you wanna make it long
I ain’t go long, now you long gone
I got your pictures in my phone, I’m high, I’m reminiscing
.556 hit your new man wit distance
I miss you baby, hate that you been distant
I tell you what you want to hear, but you don’t ever listen
You know that I’m a star lil baby, watch me shyne and glisten

First off off baby, how’d you get my number
I’ll change your ringtone so I can hear her when I slumber
Chasin after you, Wylie coyote, road runner
M2S2 shynin bright, take over whole summer

How'd U get my number ? w/88thraxx4 P.(para)

#Music2Shyne2

Young xai move like rain
Prolly tearin the terrain
Prolly grippin on the choppa, red beam, I don’t gotta aim
If I had dollar for every opp that I had slain
Then I’d prolly be a bum on the sidewalk in the rain
Phew

Walking through the mud, I got the dirt on my shoelace
Red up in my cup, but I swear we ran outta kool aid
Shawty top me off, she said young xai you such a cool lame
I put down that choppa, and I’m picking up a grenade
(Young xai move like rain
Prolly tearin the terrain
Prolly grippin on the choppa, red beam, I don’t gotta aim
If I had dollar for every opp that I had slain
Then I’d prolly be a bum on the sidewalk in the rain)

You nigga he dramatic
Don’t give a fuck what you think
I know you gon let me down
I’m walking through the mud without you anyway
Can’t even get in my way
Can you even use your brain
Can you even comprehend the fit
The crocs is all terrain

Young xai move like rain
Prolly tearin the terrain
Prolly grippin on the choppa, red beam, I don’t gotta aim
If I had dollar for every opp that I had slain
Then I’d prolly be a bum on the sidewalk in the rain

(Young xai in the rain
Prolly tearin the terrain)

Terrain w/88thraxx4 p.(jane cocaine)

Hangin w the crows w/88thraxx4 p.(mild)

#Music2Shyne2
If i pull up and stand too tall
That means i do not need yall
Hit my phone
Ignore your call
That mean i do not need yall
I don't feel shit anymore
This shit Anhedonia

Don't worry about where I been
I been tryna get it
I think my daddy is the shit
I'm his spitting image
I'ma do this shit in one take
I don't need no scrimmage
I keep everything all to myself don't want no  spillage
It ain't nobody on this planet that I mimic
You look like a Ford Explorer 
I look like Honda Civic

I'm a tre
You free throw
I'm hangin out the window
I done let the doves go
The dirty road on my own
It's snowin in hell if you catch me with my head down
I don't want to be like anybody else I'll make my own sound

If i pull up and stand too tall
That means i do not need yall
You hit  my phone
Ignore your call
That mean i do not need yall
I don't feel shit anymore
This is Anhedonia
Anhedonia

I look like a lesbian
I walk in with that strap on
I'm dodging obstacles left and right but don't want to live long
I got the doves and crows together this is their song

I pull up lookin like nothing you had ever seen
Anything you wanted you could get that shit from me
I pull up I look like a motherfuckin herbivore
Shawty locked up in the bathroom had to kick the door
I'll be damned I let her walk off with my shit

If i pull up and stand too tall
That means i do not need yall
Hit my phone
Ignore your call
That mean i do not need yall
I don't feel shit anymore
This shit Anhedonia
Anhedonia

If i pull up and stand too tall
That means i do not need yall
Hit my phone
Ignore your call
That mean i do not need yall
I don't feel shit anymore
This shit Anhedonia

Anhedonia
Anhedonia
Anhedonia
Anhedonia
Anhedonia
Anhedonia
Anhedonia

5 on 5
That shit my favorite
You ride or die
Will you make it
Gotta tell myself
"You did great kid"
If I keep goin at it like this one day I'ma make it
I tell myself that I'm the shit it's not a crime to fake it
I hate goin home I really fuckin hate it
If you came from where I came from then you would probably fade it

If i pull up and stand too tall
That means i do not need yall
Hit my phone
Ignore your call
That mean i do not need yall
I don't feel shit anymore
This shit Anhedonia
Anhedonia

Anhedonia p.(rubbishrubbish)

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