DIST - XF - REAL

DISTANCE

[Lyrics]
(If you see him)
Ay, ah, ya, yaaaggghhh
Uh, uh
Touchdown just to cause madness, fucking up shit in the studio with th-, th-, the homies
Yeah we rolling up here, yeah, slowly
Everybody get back, yeah, slow motion
Everyday up on that molly, bitch I'm rolling
I can't take it back, the weed toking
Ha, uh
Ain't transphobic, bitch, not J.K. Rowling
But I'm more like J.R.R. Tolkien
I'm like a hobbit, yeah pussy, that's soaking
Touchdown just to cause madness
Lil Indian bitch give me head, that's my Jasmine
Lil bitch fly on that carpet, I'm Aladdin
Swear to god, take that ratchet, you could have it
Yeah, uh, uh
Donald Trump, Donald Trump, I'm a bastard, uh
Shameless with my words, you could have it, uh, ya
Touchdown just to cause madness

Producer gave me a beat, said it's the beat of the year
I said Vale-Smith he didn't do it, get the fuck out of here
These little bad bitches, they all wanna pop at my ribs
I wanna tell 'em that I'm Adam, yeah keeping it sick
I wanna feel like I'm Eve when I'm popping a kid
And I don't even love her like Jay-Z
I ain't no Beyoncé baby
I ain't no Beyoncé baby
Fucking it up, while I was holding it down
I line the dominoes up, and then you're knocking 'em down
I tried to pitch a clean game, but now I'm squeezing the count
They hid the fentanyl strips between the seats of the couch
I got some junkies on the phone, I know she needing me now

I'm fleeing out of the town
These memories they haunting me when I bes walking around
Imagery mixed with facts that was hardly profound
I tried to reach, I was teached just to hardly pronounce
Play with speech, quantum breech, I was taught to know how
Going hard, going hard in the booth
Vale-Smith laced us up with the fucking coolest couth, yeah
Like I'm Nudy, bitch, I'm riding in the coupe
And I'm playing that Impala and I'm hollering at you
I'm the EA Monster, coming in so cool
Coming in so cool, bout to smoke Tommy Rob and all his lil ghouls
Bout to smoke Tommy Rob and all his lil crew
Fuck you Nazi scum, we won't tolerate you
Go back into hiding 'fore we violate you
You some vile lil fools, get annihilated soon
We're coming up so hard in the booth
Yeah the homies, yeah the homies, yeah they coming for you
Right from Larner Street, bitch, yeah the SLS crew, uh
(What Chesley gotta say?)

I be pulling up inside of the streets
We sipping on that wok, yeah we sipping on that green
Don't give a fuck what you gotta say to me, ya
Ima ball like just Yao Ming
Check the analytics, yeah I'm balling with my team
Ay, you know that's a dream
1, 2, 3, 4
Hit 'em like a-b, left-right, nigga that's a cheat code
Fucking on your bitch, nigga
Suck my dick, D-Lo
Don't give a fuck, got a bad bitch
She gon ride me like Play-Dough
Bad bitch, J-Lo
Don't give a fuck, hit a nigga like a halo

I need that pussy real bad
I need that pussy real bad
Kamala Harris, man, I need that pussy real bad
She give that pussy real bad
Touchdown just to cause madness, madness
I love a bad bitch who got power
I love a bad bitch who got power
Give me that money, yeah I make it shower (ah, ah, ah, ah)
She was gonna lean with me, she was gonna rock out
She was gonna tease with me
She was gonna play inside the limit
She was gonna get on top, and she wasn't teasing me
I was not fucking with a boy that having teas with me, yeah
Fucking with a remix
Had to get a bad bitch on me she sea sick
Had to get on me, yeah, baby I repeat this, ya
Baby, I repeat this

TOUCHDOWN (feat. chesley2k) [prod. Vale-Smith]

[Lyrics]
Uh, uh, yeah
Putting on for the island, bitch, yeah it’s the clan
Shoutout to the homies, yeah we coming out of Newfoundland
St. John’s, get that shit straight through your fucking head, ya

Too many knifes inside my back, she don’t know where she could stab, ya
Fuck you little bitch, I can’t trust a little scab
I ain’t trusting nobody no more
After that one, last one broke my heart, I’m moving on
I can’t play with you no more, yeah
Fuck these lil broads, yeah
I was getting down broadway, picking off, yeah
Peeling off the newest prostitutes, yeah it’s off
Yeah the girls on sunset strip, getting lost in ‘em
I like being only me, you understand me
Need one or two at a time just to please me
Need one or two at a time just to tease me
Need one or two on the side just to keep me
Excited for the future prospects, I won’t lie, ya (ay)
But when the main one steps out of line, ya (uh, yeah)
Toxic ones you find, yeah I’m toxic as you find
Yeah I’m toxic as you find
Toxic as you find, yeah I’m toxic as you find
Yeah I’m using these words, I’m plotting and scheming inside of my mind
Yeah I know what I’m doing, yeah I’m doing it on time
And I’m using my words, yeah, I’m crashing out for the Vine
Head for you, uh, yeah, get glassy
She a prostitute, uh, yeah she getting nasty
Give that head so good, uh, yeah I’m feeling sassy
When I ride for you, uh, yeah I’m in the backseat
Yeah I fly for you, uh, yeah, getting less
Yeah I fuck with you, uh, yeah, she get depressed

On the put, and I pull up on her thigh, yeah
I got a burger and a kid from five guys, yah
And she can’t talk to me
I can’t be with you, cause where was you for me, hah
I can’t fuck with you, cause you can’t fuck with me
I was there for you, but where was you for me, hah
I love me, ya, ya, all me
Can I make you my only girlfriend
Yeah you know I love you, can you understand
Yeah you know I love you, can you understand
If you wanna talk baby
You can talk to me
Give you the only one
Give you empathy

UNDERWATER HIDEOUT (prod. Vale-Smith)

[Lyrics]
It’s a joy ride, I’m here to get even
Had the bad bitches popping every season
Everytime I’m in here it’s a remix, yeah
Had a bad bitch, I get her sea sick
She don’t wanna talk to me, it was keyed in
Every singer boy mad with a remiss
Yeah, I plot in, bae I don’t need this
Every single girl, I’m on my line, I don’t need this
I don’t need this
But I see a bad bitch, ima keep this
Ima take your heart away, get the treasure of my tracks
Ima put her on a map, and I peep this
Ima mark that ex with a spot, come back and you come in here
I’m a genius
Baby girl, know I work at Apple, I’m a genius
Baby girl got that specialty, senior, ah

Over you, uh, yeah I’m bossing up (ah)
I’m over you, ah, yeah I tell myself
To make all good, I’m off of one
I know deep down, ah, this time is rough (ah)
Yeah you call me up, you say come over
I turn you down, I’m a hardened soldier
Yeah I know your games
Hurting me down, hurting these legs
Run this one out
I don’t need it no more, I’m moving on without you
I don’t need it no more, yeah I’ll always doubt you
What you say to me no more, it don’t have no value
It’s like you couldn’t talk to me, you didn’t have allowance
I was asking that lil girl, can you slow it down
Can you bring it to me baby, is you rolling loud
Is you off of me, baby, can you slow it down
I was not talking to you, it was off the loud (yeah)
Baby girl, for ya, yeah you slow it down
I was getting out of reach with that toxic cloud
I don’t need a bad girl, I need a good woman
I need me a good religious girl of any kind
All I need is the satisfaction in my head
Knowing just how crazy I go when I rest
When I treat myself good I can understand
The way the power flowing through me, I’m a true man

She a enemy, she no friend of me, ya
We be sipping green, sipping on that three, ya
That’s a paranoid demagogue for your head
That’s a distraction, optical illusion shit
Shawty look so fucking good
Shawty look so fucking good
Make me wanna go chop wood
Make me wanna build that house for her
Building up the floor, yeah I’m betting on her, oh
And she got it on the go, and she kill the dancefloor
She kill the dancefloor, she kill the dancefloor
Kill the dancefloor, ya
Shawty got the go, kill the dancefloor
And you hate the self
Feeling controlling when I been with you
You got me floating with toxic perfume
I couldn’t doubt you was in my lil room
I need it with you
I need it with you

JOY RIDE (chesley2k) [prod. Vale-Smith]

[Lyrics]
What she due for? (uh)
I don’t want, uh
What she due for
I don’t, uh, yeah

Leave me out to dry, yeah don’t hold with me (I seen it)
But I was doing good, back to the old me, old me, old me (yeah)
I’m back to the old me, ya (ha)
I was moving the pack, I had no trophy, ya
I told that boy don’t be lonely, ya
I told the boy don’t be lonely, ya
I was just losing my mind, free in a minute, yeah
I was just treating it fine til I hit my limit, yeah
It’s a new shot, uh, like Trump you getting off
It’s a new day, uh, yeah, break her jaw (ah)
Yeah I ride for her, yeah I’m taking off
Go hard, yeah I speak through him with the vocoder warts
He got a plan for me, He gotta stand with me
He gonna stand with me
On the real

Yeah, I let you know, the only one that had my heart
Already took it, burnt it up to ashes, left it gone
So now I spread my wings and fly like butter, track the heart
Instead I’m pushing forward, like a mule I drag my cart
She had to know it good, I filled it back, I smoke my cart
I take a dab, another broad, I took a tab, I’m blasting off
Yeah that feel good, cause I don’t feel it long
All I know is right, already made a song
Every time I get down, yeah, I’m taking off
I just fly back to St. John’s, now I’m with the squad
Coming out from the basement, yeah we making it off
Shoutout to TROW3, he gave me the sauce
Yeah I fly for you, bitch I’m taking off

ARCHANGEL (prod. Vale-Smith)

I have anxiety inside me. These tracks were written during the period when I had a fight with a girlfriend.

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