Produced by YUNG DC
Engineered at “DC’s Mobile Stu”
Mastered at “$haggy’s Crack Factory”
Cover art created by Erika East (thecolorgod)
Recorded at “$haggy’s Crack Factory” & “Dc’s Mobile Stu”

Lyrics⬇️⬇️⬇️

I swear to god been through it all but they ain't never show no love,
I remember all alone they ain't give my ass no hug,
Had to give this shit my all cause I ain't into giving up,
I play the cards that I was dealt like fuck the world let's live it up, (uhh uhh)
Like fuck the world let's live it up,
If you got it and I need it imma make you give it up, (uhh uhh)
Like fuck the world let's live it up,
If you got it and I need it imma make you give it up,

I I make it look simple they know that I been too cold,
Hit you with that "Shadow Justsu" feel like I'm Naruto,
Had to switch up they know I hit em with the new flow,
Higher then the stars I'm somewhere chilling up with Pluto, who knows,
I can't lie this shit getting real,
I said all my life all this pain I feel,
Won't be there when it go down when this shit getting real,
That's why I stay up out the way and do this shit by myself,

(It's $haggy)
Fuck the world let's live it up,
I only look for loyalty I think I'm done with love,
It's impossible for me to love you without any trust,
I'm getting fucked up like the world putting liquor in my gut,
Yeah, I used to sip till I was numb,
Till I realized I don't need nobody by my side for nun,
All those lonely nights I cried but now I'm fine with just my gun,
While y'all waste time watching movies I'm gon keep on living one,

Everybody's fake shit that's what I am departing from,
I'm matching you with every move like Sauske with the Sharingan,
I'm getting over every obstacle like playing Donkey Kong,
Like the USA stand in my way I might start dropping bombs,
Why does god give his strongest warriors the hardest battles,
I'm getting through no matter what like fucking with a fat girl,
At your neck like cowboys throwing lassos at a herd of cattle,
Once I get away I'm gonna let nobody in my castle,

I swear to god been through it all but they ain't never show no love,
I remember all alone they ain't give my ass no hug,
Had to give this shit my all cause I ain't into giving up,
I play the cards that I was dealt like fuck the world let's live it up, (uhh uhh)
Like fuck the world let's live it up,
If you got it and I need it Imma make you give it up, (uhh uhh)
Like fuck the world let's live it up,
If you got it and I need it Imma make you give it up,

Been through it all but they ain't ever show no love,
They ain't give my ass no hugs,
Cause I ain't into giving up,
Like fuck the world let's live it up!

LIVE IT UP (feat. YUNG DC) prod.by YUNG DC

Produced by. Scarim
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered at “$haggy’s Crack Factory” Cover Art Created by Erika East (thecolorgod)

Lyrics⬇️⬇️⬇️

I barley even drank any,
Y'all already know what the fuck this is!

Yeah, we came up, steady smokin' the ganja,
Cold-blooded piranhas with the demons and monsters,
We blaze up, pounds of that marijuana,
Smoke weed with rasta's, doctors and the fathers,
We wake up, I'm the man and I got ya but I just gotta charge you, meet at K-Mart or Target,
He take what? I smoke a plant that is harmless gon do it regardless what the law say!

I was fresh out, smokin' at the house like a bouse,
Till my mama kicked me out, smokin' blunts on the couch,
Blowin' guns and blowin' clouds, smell the bud when I'm around,
When I step up to the mound, then they know what I'm about,

Take a trip on the Pineapple Express,
Take a hit and feel that chronic in your chest,
Blaze on this, promise that I got the best,
Face on it and try to keep up with the rest,

Feel it in your chest boy feel it in your lungs,
Smokin' on Exotic when I get it out the mud,
Bitch you know I'm smokin' chronic, bitch you know I'm smokin' buds,
If I'm get in trouble then I'm cussin' out the judge,
Coughin' and I'm wheezin' like"The Grudge",
Then I hit the plug for a dub,
Know it ain't much but enough,

Know I'll hook it up, for my dawg get a tre5 for a dub, but,
Do you prefer Indica or Sativa?
Mary Jane, I'm into her, won't ever leave her,
Maybe just consider the good and the evil,
Had to cut the poppin' pills, I'm stickin' with the reefer,
Cherry pie a railroad spike to the abdominal,
Cat piss must match this, you dry? How ironical,
Runtz stuffed in blunts, got me stupid comical,
Rush from the skunk,
Got me cooling super monotone a lot of smoke when on the road,
The stu or home we always stoned, takin' blunts to the dome,
Dosidos pearl rolled flip it dope dope blow,
I start to feel effects of dro I'm movin' oh so slow,
Help me get up in my zone and catch a chase cho flow,
But my sack is gettin' thrown if them po-po shows,
Used to spend my bag on smoke until I'm almost broke,
Gettin' stoned to the bone like the catacombs, yeah,

Smoke a little and a little to a lot,
Getting caught, I give a little to the cop where I'm from,
Get stoned in the lot too,
Smokin' blunts and I'm feelin' so kiatsu,
Till I'm chillin' and I'm smokin' in the Cabo,
Home phone, never workin' in it threw the pot smoke,
I ain't kissin' dirty bitches cause I got the mono,
But when I hit it, I'ma get it like the high note,

Yeah,

How we wake up, that's a wake and bake,
That's just how we came up, always blazin' dank,
All the stoners in the party I know they relate,
While they play with powder and a razor blade I'm flamin' J's,
Me and Drizzy, Ricky Bobby, how we"Shake and Bake",
Always know I'm with the posse, flyin' paper planes,
But now I'm crashin' off the indica like"mayday plane"
Smokin' exotic pressure, can barely even say the name,

Yeah, that's just how we came up, I got a pound to blaze up, so let's get fried up,
Yeah, yeah, I said that's how we came up, I got a pound to blaze up, so let's get fried up,
Yeah, yeah, I said that's how we came up, I got a pound to blaze up, so let's get fried up,
Yeah, yeah, I said that's how we came up, I got a pound to blaze up, so let's get fried up.

How We Came Up (feat. Slim Drizzy) prod. by Scarim

Produced by ROD XXI
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered at “$haggy’s Crack Factory” Cover Art Created by Erika East (thecolorgod)

Lyrics⬇️⬇️⬇️

Can I talk to you for a minute?
Let me open up for a minute, (open up)
Need to sober up for a minute, (sober up)
When I said I love shit I meant it, ehh ehh,

Summer breeze,
Did you tell them niggas we in so discreet,
How you different boo like you so unique,
Bitches at his best while I rub yo feet, I don't do that,
First initial watch you put your makeup on, (makeup on)
Old conceded ass bitch girl you take to long, (take to long)
Seven in the chaser I'm trying to get it, (uhh)
Max it out for real before another hit it,
Trailer parks like designers fashion, (you know what I mean)
I guess that I'd be lying to say your not my passion,
Like we don't fit together who the fuck you asking,
Stop asking for real,
Niggas envious but they don't want the smoke,
Bitches want your jacket but can't fit your coat,
Put this all together is what these haters want,
No joke,

Can I talk to you for a minute? (Can I)
Let me open up for a minute, (open up)
Need to sober up for a minute,
When I said I love shit I meant it,
Can I talk to you for a minute? (Ehh)
Let me open up for a minute, (open up)
Need to sober up for a minute, (sober up)
When I said I love shit I meant it, ehh ehh,

I know I get a little crazy baby off that Hennessy, (I do)
But I start losing it turn lunatic when you ain't next to me,
I start thinking if you play me maybe baby we'll rest in peace, (yup)
But first before I go I'm catching three first degree felonies, (boom boom boom)
Let's talk about ex,
I'm the person he pretends to be,
Let's talk about your feelings baby please do not pretend with with me,
Cause playing with my heart and passion makes my mind think recklessly,
I don't want no one to touch you but me I'm jealous freak look, ($haggy)
I give her feelings she don't even know what that is,
She wanna make a movie but no script there ain't no acting,
Love it how I fuck her like whore but filled with passion,
But if you'd rather run the field go on I don't play Madden,
From the AM to the PM from the morning to the evening I'm swimming in the deep-end this the season of love,
I used to be out creeping a real dog a hellhound demon different women every season your the reason I'm done,
You really got me fiending crazy how I go from scheaming to never thinking bout leaving all I need is your trust,
When I sleep I dream of us but I have thoughts that keep me up really might just be the one for conceiving a son,
Can I talk to you for an hour,
Everything I got is really now hers,
You like Jasmine I'm Aladdin this is our earth, (It's $haggy)

Can I talk to you for a minute? (Can I)
Let me open up for a minute, (open up)
Need to sober up for a minute,
When I said I love shit I meant it,
Can I talk to you for a minute?
Let me open up for a minute, (open up)
Need to sober up for a minute, (sober up)
When I said I love shit I meant it, ehh ehh.

Can We Talk? (feat. Jon Dozzi)

Produced by YUNG DC
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered at “$haggy’s Crack Factory”
Cover Art Created by Erika East (thecolorgod)

Lyrics⬇️⬇️⬇️

Oooh,

Ooh don't lie,
I know you feel all my love,
When I look in your eyes, don't lie,
Oh you're my,
My ride or die so don't say goodbye, (don't say goodbye)
I don't know why,
But I can't walk away,
Or imma cry,
I, I don't wanna fight,
But when I look at you I see pain in your eyes,

I see the look inside your eyes, you gotta dream that,
I'll be the guy that will provide and bring your peace back,
You say you're down to ride but I know time will tell when we crash,
My heart is in a cage and only I know where the keys at,
No I am not okay making you cry,
Those eyes don't let me steal the light inside,
You're fine, when we burn the smoke will rise,
So fly and send your soul into the sky,
Don't lie,
We both ain't blind,
I know you see the signs,
Don't let hope be the reason that you die,

Oh don't lie,
I know you feel all my love,
When I look in your eyes,
Don't lie,
Oh you're my,
My ride or die so don't say goodbye.

R.O.D. (feat. Xandra) prod. by YUNG DC

Produced by YUNG DC
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered at “$haggy’s Crack Factory”
Cover Art Created by Erika East (thecolorgod)

Lyrics⬇️⬇️⬇️

Bitch!
We get Ignorant, Bitch we Ignorant,
Uhh yeah $haggy,
We get Ignorant, (look)

We get ignorant,
Cross us one there's no way we're forgiving him,
I'll have my lil homie slice em up like Edward Scissorhands, (Slice)
I'm not the type to try and talk, (talk)
Like I'm illiterate,
Play with gang I'll play games in your brain like I'm a syndicate,
Don't start a problem or like Mortal Kombat imma finish it,
You don't want no smoke, no cancer like he stopped the cigarettes,
I'll have em paranoid up for days like he take Ritalin,
And if I die they still gon' rep my name because I'm infinite,

Pussy bitch get hit up, (hit bang)
No I ain't no quitter, (quit)
Bitch imma hitta’,
Tryna get in her dm's,
Fucking on her two friends, (both)
Know they both like two tens, (damn)
Know we ain't gon' do that, (never)
Tryna say like who dat?
Tryna get your crew back,
But you a snake, (snake)
Hit you with a drake,
Put you in your place, (place)
Coming in first place, (yuh)
Never in last, (never never)
Smoking on that gas, (facts)
That's exotic pack,

When I say speak bitch do what I say bitch I don't wanna' hear no backtalk,
Got my first P and she rubbing her hands talkin' bout' you gon' show my ass off,
When I stepped in the game all the sudden all these other bitches acting like they rapping with a lockjaw,
I am not your fam matter fact I ran out the stands when they tried to play your song,

Uhh, If they found out I'm starving then make it to greatness they calling me brainless,
And I never claimed I would put them on stages,
Upping my patience I'm hearing coming but niggas gon' play that,
Who is the first they gon' put in them statements,
Water I'm trapping out the mother fucking post office,
Had to take a break from rapping out the coat closets,
Tell me how the most sponsored gets no sponsors,

We get ignorant,
Cross us one there's no way we're forgiving him,
I'll have my lil homie slice em up like Edward Scissorhands, (Slice)
I'm not the type to try and talk, (talk)
Like I'm illiterate,
Play with gang I'll play games in your brain like I'm a syndicate,
Don't start a problem or like Mortal Kombat imma finish it, (boom)
You don't want no smoke, no cancer like he stopped the cigarettes,
I'll have em paranoid up for days like he take Ritalin,
And if I die they still gon' rep my name because I'm infinite, ($haggy)

Yeah bitch we ignorant,
We get ignorant,
Said bitch we ignorant,
Yeah bitch we ignorant,
We get ignorant,
Said bitch we ignorant!

Ignorant (feat. Zugger & Lil Livi The Hood Hippy) prod. by YUNG DC

Produced by Redax
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered at “$haggy’s Crack Factory”
Cover Art Created by Erika East (thecolorgod)

Lyrics⬇️⬇️⬇️

Y'all already know what the fuck this is, yeah yeah yeah yeah,
Dae Doe bitch, It's $haggy yeah yeah,

Rather get right to the top lil nigga, fuck a middleman,
I remember I was getting topped inside the minivan,
I remember I was by myself in all those situations,
Saved my every penny roll up shit that shit that make you asian,
Remember I was down on my dick couldn't even ask for a ride,
G apply some pressure bring your 8 I'm bringing 4 of mine,
Addicted to that juice I like that ac I pour up four a line,(yeah yeah yeah)

About catastrophic carnage,
That Cadillac carry carcass,
That gas hit rip like I farted,
Cannot match this shit regardless,
Automatics in our crotches,
Get cataracts from our watches,
Mosh pits in Madison Garden,
Imagine that we all bosses,
My shit was garbage what margins?
Want battle rap, smoked like cartridge,
Ride saddleback that's your daughter,
Like asthma attacks in her esophagus,
Ball magic she on my johnson,
Give me head and call it knowledge,
Drip like old trap kitchen faucets,
All these G's on my team like the football in Wisconsin, (PléBoy)

Please don't talk to me about your real killa's and dealers, sounding like a wannabe,
I mean it modestly, save your life, stay honest G,
Cause over here you squawk a peep and I go follow policy,

Put him in his place like he had an assigned seat,
If me and Dae Doe chase we burn em with combined heat,
You hear the base thinking fuck $haggy's behind me,
Catching my wave's like being stuck out in the high seas,
Lost in the maze of getting paid only in high speed,
I found my pace but this a race I laced my Nike's,
Pure cocaine to every strain got what you might need,
Straight to the face that "Wedding Cake" until I'm Chinese, (yeah)

This ain't a game like Mortal Kombat but I'm bout' to finish him,
"Only Cuffing Money" got that, take over the city land,
I remember I was by myself but still kept motivation,
Got up off my dick, ain't ask for help and now I'm free what they praising,

Starting out my life was shit but now you'd think I'm glorified,
Like Trump I tend to build walls, don't fucking test my borderline,
Dae Doe hit me with the call, It's over when we mobilize,
This this show is regular till your with the birds like Mordecai,

Rather get right to the top lil nigga, fuck a middleman,
I remember I was getting topped inside the minivan,
I remember I was by myself in all those situations,
Saved my every penny roll up shit that shit that make you asian,
Remember I was down on my dick couldn't even ask for a ride,
G apply some pressure bring your 8 I'm bringing 4 of mine,
Addicted to that juice I like that ac I pour up four a line, (yeah yeah yeah)

Remember The Minivan (feat. OCM Dae Doe)

Produced by YakiSoSaucy
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered at “$haggy’s Crack Factory”
Cover Art Created by Erika East (thecolorgod)

Lyrics⬇️⬇️⬇️

Pussyboy thinkin' he's slick, what what (PUSSY)

Pussyboy thinkin' he's slick HA but he's a ButterBall,
Give no fucks at all, who you gonna call?
Only run from law!
Never had that weird uncle, I ain't been touched all,
Like a stripper spin with poles,
Having no money ain't fun at all, but every time I'm bringing back a stack I go and fuck it off,

Rocking Saint Laurent,
I get what I want, Dolce and Gabbana,
Bitches like when I got a fade, tried it once then cut em off,
Fuck another mom, said she loves my song but she just wants my dong,

Don't drink mud at all,
Don't know what I'm on but it's fucking strong,
Smoke like covered pots,
Bug out on buddy acting funny think he's and undercover cop,
Get em put down like vodka shots,
Giving quick fades mall barbershops,
Treat em like champagne, pop the top,

Pussyboy thinkin' he's slick HA but he's a ButterBall,
Give no fucks at all, who you gonna call?
Only run from law!
Never had that weird uncle, I ain't been touched all,
Like a stripper spin with poles,
Having no money ain't fun at all, but every time I'm bringing back a stack I go and fuck it off,

Look, Young drippy nigga, what I got on damn sure ain't from the mall,
EBK, fuck em all!
Yolo been dat' motto way before that Drake song,
I throw L's up for the lost ones,
Spark L's up, help me feel number,
Pour up really when the gang toastin' in the studio we got motion,
Cashing shit like a free-throw you would think I'm Jordan,
Scoring come easy, like I was bit with Mamba poison,
Floating like a bottle in the ocean,
Lil bitch I'm soaring, off that good kush in this Dutch blunt,
Bitch I'm from the trenches, know a roach when I see one,
Gotta pack the Raid in the can in public,
For all the rats and bug niggas getting to close to the set,
Never worried bout' the next cause I'm the only competition I got,

Pussyboy thinkin' he's slick HA but he's a ButterBall,
Give no fucks at all, who you gonna call?
Only run from law!
Never had that weird uncle, I ain't been touched all,
Like a stripper spin with poles,
Having no money ain't fun at all, but every time I'm bringing back a stack I go and fuck it off,

Pussyboy thinkin' he slick but that pressure made him cough,
What you ain't know I keep 16 like my name was Jared Goff,
Bitch they call me Timmy Turner cause the way I turn her on,
All the opps they went goofy think them boys need Angel Soft,
Ain't no telling if we in the store we might just buy it all,
I'm fucked up drinking Don but I'm still balling like I'm Julio,
Don't say nun cause I gotta button and it tends to act a foolio,
Don't say shit cause we quick to wrap his ass up like in the studio, (Yurrrd)
How we get money's a mystery know I'm with $haggy call Scooby-Doo,

Pussyboy thinkin' he's slick Ha but he's a ButterBall,
Darn tootin, Darn Tootin.

ButterBall (feat. OG Teriyaki & Cowboy Colt) prod. by YakiSoSaucy

Produced by Jah-Coupe
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered at “$haggy’s Crack Factory”
Cover Art Created by Erika East (thecolorgod)

Lyrics⬇️⬇️⬇️

Uhuh

I be talking to these people I can't hear em, (I can't hear em)
Everybody put a fake face on once you get near em,
I'm the same I can't even play the hero, (play the hero)
Aye "Fake as fuck" that's the motto for the people, (fake)
I be looking at these people I'm disgusted, (bitch)
Every male is a player, every women getting lusted,
What happened to relationships and loving? (and loving')
Generations going backwards, everybody feels above it,

I got zero interest in whatever bullshit you be cooking up,
Sun is always shining but these people let it burn em up,
Hottest in the city but I never even heard of em,
We own this little city will somebody spread the word of "Don", (gang)

I've been put on blast because the fuck-ups from the past,
I turn inside my body anytime somebody ask,
But I deserve it I'm aware of how I act, (I'm aware)
I keep my eyes on the road and I ain't ever going back,

And now I'm tryna find the lyrics,
So I can paint an image,
To give some understanding how I function in my feelings, (how I function)
I cannot fight the feeling,
The devil in me winning,
I'm holding onto you because you come to me with healing,
And every time we argue I can't even say goodnight,
And when you staying over always ends up in a fight,
Only express anger in the messages I write,
Acting like my mom when your suppose to be my wife,

I left you with so many questions, well just answer this,
If you had a time-machine would you go back to the cliff,
That we call "our love" and risk falling back in the abyss,
Or are you comfortable just knowing that somewhere we coexist?
For me it'd be hard to resist going back to being kids,
My heart and mind always conflict cause when I sit and reminisce,
Half my heart is filled with love and the other half resentment,
Cannot change what's said and done my heart is where regret sits,
Used to be the air that fed my lungs I was dependent,
Now I fight the feeling everyday to send a message,
I'd hate to be the reason that your growth has been affected,
It's hard to be content with hiding eternal connections,

There's a problem with this generation,
Men thinking that its cool or a status symbol to commit some fornication,
Look, we all live in a distorted nation,
It's crazy the most unity that I see is in the poorest places,
I feel most people conform to Satan,
Society needs help, look at the people who get glory lately,
Who let these ideas become formulated?
I'm not saying that I have the answer but we all can start proposing changes,
Ask yourself this question what's this world becoming, (corrupted)
I believe and think the subject needs a deep discussion,
We could try to heal our youth by showing deeper loving,
Every action that gets put into this world has equal repercussions,

Please just let me live my life,
Heart and mind conflict inside,
Say you'll love me till the end of time,
But let’s just focus on tonight.

Dark Lane (feat. V!K) prod. by Jah-Coupe

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