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Written & Performed by Jamie Slacks
Mixed & Mastered by Jamie Slacks

LYRICS:

One
One
One

One, two, three PM, what you going to do?
Day nap off of rap getting fondue impromptu
Yondu Udonta with the whistle make the block move
Static Shock, got you frigid with the Glock 2
Want to pull a strap, what your bars do?
Don't want to wear a cap but you cap hard too?
I was in the closet, I was trapped, part two
Falling out the closet calling me a trap in a trap flowing over trap beats smooth
Lots of ideas but no tattoos
Maybe I'll get one, maybe I'll prove
That bars from the past going to one day be true
'96 nuptse, tell me what's new
They gunning for a blue face then they pass out all blue
Death stare mint, I put my mug up as my money, fool

Yeah, death stare mint, my mug is my money, family, you don't know all this
My face make money, fool
My face is the money, tool
Memento Mori, shoutout Rumorz. and Prophet
I'm meant for the glory, so they'll start rumors on my profit
Death stare, make your bitch-ass stop it

Cold as the fog rolling off of me
Bold as dialogue in the Aqua Teen
DNA Force with the apologies
Crazy as the frog going "bing bong bing"
I cain't really help if I do as I please
Step on your Chanel I'm floating over C's
Monkey D, monkey do what it do to get the bands elastic
Transmuting through the Muses I channel right past it
I don't need to think, I need access
Losers need practice, I need a job that pays in my bracket
Top tier, baby, you don't know what I'm after
If I wanted money I'd be talking with actors
Fake talking heads, instead I'm baking bread to break and spread through pastures
All gas but put on the brakes, we ain't treat women like that, shit
Flip to Channel 5, don't feel the same after
We ain't cancel culture we cancelling batshit
No vigilantes only pure action
Still yo, I hate to see it happen
And they still come around like what's bracking?
Crackalacking in Cackalacke cousin, you got the bag or the baggage?
Shit's tough enough out here, I don't need friends on savage
Out of mind out of oh, what's the old adage?

SIESTE

Production by dmtrees
All rights reserved to their respective owners.
Written & Performed by Jamie Slacks
Mixed & Mastered by Jamie Slacks

LYRICS:

Rian's Sauce Boss vid got the Super Bowl bump like Rihanna
Comma, what we on cost a lot, it's more money, more problems
Condoms, we on it, it'd be so funny if it won't trauma
Hakuna, matata, what we doing through the moves, you call your Momma
Drama, ain't no baby, ain't no nada
Prada, we scheming like robbers
I'm praying on God to remove all the goblins
They hating a lotta, medulla oblongata

And now I'm stronger
And now I'm stronger, yeah

Bitch, hit the light switch, I ain't trynna see all that
Emotions been gone, I ain't trynna speak to that
Seeing my therapist therapy got me barely even functioning
Screaming in the pillow while she screaming in the sheets fuckin me
Mother fuck agreeing
She like it bitter it ain't nothing sweet
Down bad in the reverie
Call the referee

RÊVERIE

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