prod. fuyomoprod

lyrics:

i'm a different man
when the lights down
that boy talking too much
better pipe down
i'm a different man
when the lights down
that boy talking too much
better pipe down
you don't know a thing
why you trying to act
like you know me gang?
dancing with the devil
he gon' show me things
momma i'm a rebel
but you know me mayne
they say that i changed
yeah got a brand new watch
and a couple chains
made a little money
it don't mean a thing
yeah lost some of my brothers
they know what they mean to me

rebel

happy valentines day 

rlly tired of all the lies i tell myself, the masks i wear.. and im tired of all this fake shit... even if its fate

"to love and to be loved.. you know, sharing that same energy. and idk.. if its fate.. then that shit will.. itll come back.. ya know? or whatever it is. que sera sera bruh. yeah? que sera sera. whatever happens, happens. thats how it is."

fake/fate shit. (snippet)

bloodshed ft. 333am

prod. arey

i'm winning the race
you playing catch up
you a broke boy go 
get your sack up
you behind the scenes
you a actor
AR with a scope
imma track ya
you ain't in my circle
you a rat bruh
she gon fuck with me
because i'm a rapper
yea bitches wanna fuck
i ain't with that
yea when you got shot
ain't get your get back
yea mixing up the chrome
shit is fashion
aye all the shit they talkin
is dramatic
yea tell these pussy boys
i fucking had it
yea you ain't in the field 
i'm playing madden
aye if it don't work 
i got a plan b
who you know that's doing
better than me
i been working hard
need a grammy
imma need a girl
that understand me e e

*little vocal chop breakdown*

i'm winning the race
you playing catch up
you a broke boy go 
get your sack up
you behind the scenes
you a actor
AR with a scope
imma track ya
you ain't in my circle
you a rat bruh
she gon fuck with me
because i'm a rapper
yea bitches wanna fuck
i ain't with that
yea when you got shot
ain't get your get back

mogul

sample: Perfume - シークレットシークレット

2000s trip『Y2K』

2000s trip『Y2K』(speed up)

Thissongsoundlikecrack (prod.snorkatje)

prod. prettijosae

baby where you at?
i been making money
so you know i double that
re up just came in so
i got to flip them packs
we ain't have a choice
all my brothers had to trap
now i'm trynna rap
baby where you at?
i been making money
so you know i double that
re up just came in so
i got to flip them packs
we ain't have a choice
all my brothers had to trap
now i'm trynna rap
we don't give a fuck about
the other side
we got hella guns
hella homicide
we gon smoke some runtz
because they not outside
all this gas it hit my lungs
know i'm fucking fried
she gon throw it back because
she know i'm up
we gon take em down
like what you throwing up?
i'm gon rep my set because
we going up!
i just want the head
not the legs you should
close it up
baby where you at?
i been making money
so you know i double that
re up just came in so
i got to flip them packs
we ain't have a choice
all my brothers had to trap
now i'm trynna rap
baby where you at?
i been making money
so you know i double that
re up just came in so
i got to flip them packs
we ain't have a choice
all my brothers had to trap
now i'm trynna rap

produced by cybertrash
additional production from hallow & myself
instrumentation by evan sasha & 31sentinel 
mixed and mastered by  patrick o’neill

play with fire

Vodka tears on my face
Crying like a disco bass
Boom boom boom in your place
I’m your queen of outer space

I got one gold tooth and a plastic gun
Dance so hard, I break the sun
My cat’s got shades and a better job
I marry myself, then I steal the mob

Click clack, heart attack
Baby loves me — then goes back
I don’t text, I just scream
Wi-fi strong, but dead inside meme

Vodka tears, dripping on my beat
Soviet lips, dancing in the street
Love me wrong, I love you weirder
Cyber kiss from my rice cooker heater

Vodka tears, cha-cha with a knife
I look dead but I feel alive
Marry me in a karaoke bar
Cry me a river in my USSR car

Plastic heels on nuclear floors
Twerk to Lenin behind closed doors
My love is cheap, my mood is rich
Break my brain — I don’t snitch

Zoom zoom, no emotion
Bathing in my skin lotion
I’m too hot, I glitch the weather
Call me crazy, but call me clever

Vodka tears, dripping on my beat
Soviet lips, dancing in the street
Love me wrong, I love you weirder
Cyber kiss from my rice cooker heater

Vodka tears, cha-cha with a knife
I look dead but I feel alive
Marry me in a karaoke bar
Cry me a river in my USSR car

La la la—your love is cursed
But I still drink it, make it worse
I broke your heart, now it’s NFT
You’re crying blood in 4K HD

Vodka tears — let them rain
Dance through heartbreak, glitch the pain
Make it loud, make it dumb
Feel my love like a Soviet drum

Vodka Tears

Водочные слёзы на лице
Плачу в ритме техно-басе
Бум-бум-бум — всё мне по плечу
Я твоя звезда во мгле, лечу

У меня зуб — золотой, пистолет — пластик
Танцую жёстко — солнце в шоке, паник
Кот в очках, зарабатывает больше
Я выхожу замуж за себя — мне всё дольше

Клик-клак, сердечный сбой
Он меня любит, а потом — домой
Не пишу смс, я просто ору
Wi-fi ловит, но я мертва в нутру

Водочные слёзы — кап-кап на бите
Советские губы танцуют в толпе
Люби меня криво, я тебя странней
Кибер-поцелуй из рисоварки моей

Водочные слёзы — ча-ча с ножом
Смотрюсь как труп, но жива огнём
Жени меня в караоке-баре
Плачь рекой в советском авто с гитарой

Пластик на каблуках, ядерный пол
Тверкаю Ленину — это мой прикол
Любовь моя — дешёвая, настроение — лакшери
Сломай мне мозг, я не скажу ни черта

Зум-зум — без эмоций
Купаюсь в своей лосьонной порции
Я такая горячая, сбой системы
Назови сумасшедшей, но умной, без схемы

Водочные слёзы — кап-кап на бите
Советские губы танцуют в толпе
Люби меня криво, я тебя странней
Кибер-поцелуй из рисоварки моей

Водочные слёзы — ча-ча с ножом
Смотрюсь как труп, но жива огнём
Жени меня в караоке-баре
Плачь рекой в советском авто с гитарой

Ла-ла-ла — любовь как проклятье
Но я её пью, делаю боль сладким
Я разбила твоё сердце — NFT
Ты плачешь кровью в 4K HD

Водочные слёзы — пускай текут
Танцуй сквозь боль, пока не сожгут
Сделай громко, сделай тупо
Моя любовь — как советская туба

Водочные Слёзы (Vodka Tears)

𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑 𝖆𝖑𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖙
some beats open // hit dm after use 🕷️


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