WATCH OUT
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Lyrics:
Aye, look
When they see me
Know you 'boutta hear 'em sayin' watch out
Lil bitch she a baddie
But know she got the glock down, stayin' tucked
Shawty hit my phone, I don't really give a fuck
No shit, got my money clean, can't drop it on a slut
New bands, new brand, new role
All these bitches got demands so I keep it on the low
I can't ask her for a dance, imma make the thottie fold
So I'm stackin' in my hands, how I make the money go, aye

When they see me
Know you 'boutta hear 'em sayin' watch out
Lil bitch she a baddie
But know she got the glock down, stayin' tucked
Shawty hit my phone, I don't really give a fuck
No shit, got my money clean, can't drop it on a slut
New bands, new brand, new role
All these bitches got demands so I keep it on the low
I can't ask her for a dance, imma make the thottie fold
So I'm stackin' in my hands, how I make the money yuh, aye
Make the money go

Ayee, I don't even wanna say too much
Tryna make amends
I let the guap say sum, I let it talk
I'm stackin' up dinero, stayin' steppin' when I walk
Keep the money racking up
These bitches askin, never stop
Hoe, you never change
You pull up from obsession but you never wanna stay
I got a lethal weapon, not as lethal as your game
You keep on actin like I'm separate, just another one to blame

Aye, fuck
I don't need you, just need to keep on stackin' pape
Lil bitch is talkin' shit
So I stay droppin' the bank, chasin' guap
Talkin to no bitches cause the lyin' never stop
Ain't no tryin, I just keep a tool I let the bullets drop
Imma keep my shit tucked, watch out
Got the glock, let the choppa drop a round
I don't need you, I need myself to hold my ground
I don't need you, I need myself
So I watch you let me down, aye

When they see me
Know you 'boutta hear 'em sayin' watch out
Lil bitch she a baddie
But know she got the glock down, stayin' tucked
Shawty hit my phone, I don't really give a fuck
No shit, got my money clean, can't drop it on a slut
New bands, new brand, new role
All these bitches got demands so I keep it on the low
I can't ask her for a dance, imma make the thottie fold
So I'm stackin' in my hands, how I make the money go, aye

When they see me
Know you 'boutta hear 'em sayin' watch out
Lil bitch she a baddie
But know she got the glock down, stayin' tucked
Shawty hit my phone, I don't really give a fuck
No shit, got my money clean, can't drop it on a slut
New bands, new brand, new role
All these bitches got demands so I keep it on the low
I can't ask her for a dance, imma make the thottie fold
So I'm stackin' in my hands, how I make the money yuh, aye
Make the money go

NEVER CHANGE

WATCH OUT

GUAP
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Lyrics:
Bitch, why don't you stop?
I'm bankin' it up, I'm stackin' the guap
Aye, yuh
I can't trust a hoe, the heart too cold
She lie when she talk
Bitches be trippin', I'm standin' on business
I can't get caught up with these hoes and these snitches
Don't never listen, I'm teachin' a lesson
I can't go fuck with no hoes and snitches

Bitch, why don't you stop?
I'm bankin' it up, I'm stackin' the guap
Aye, yuh
I can't trust a hoe, the heart too cold
She lie when she talk
Bitches be trippin', I'm standin' on business
I can't get caught up with these hoes and these snitches
Don't never listen, I'm teachin' a lesson
I can't go fuck with no hoes and snitches

Aye, wild lil bitch, don't talk no shit
If I got the glock imma drop some clips
Imma have to stop the opp, imma get 'em all hit
Know the choppa gonna chop, imma get that boy split
Imma have to go and dumb 'em down
This a drum round, dummy blick
Cash 'em out, that's a hunned thou', getting rich
I can't trust no hoes, I can't trust no snitch
Imma double up and go, my bands too thick

Bitch, why don't you stop?
I'm bankin' it up, I'm stackin' the guap
Aye, yuh
I can't trust a hoe, the heart too cold
She lie when she talk
Bitches be trippin', I'm standin' on business
I can't get caught up with these hoes and these snitches
Don't never listen, I'm teachin' a lesson
I can't go fuck with no hoes and snitches

Aye, I can't trust no hoe
Shawty drop you down, gon' leave you broke
It's a heartbreak, gon' take yo soul
Waste yo time, leave you cold
Ain't no dumb bitch, she a smart thot
Gon' take control
Lose yo sum quick, make your heart drop 
Too damn bold

Bitch, why don't you stop?
I'm bankin' it up, I'm stackin' the guap
Aye, yuh
I can't trust a hoe, the heart too cold
She lie when she talk
Bitches be trippin', I'm standin' on business
I can't get caught up with these hoes and these snitches
Don't never listen, I'm teachin' a lesson
I can't go fuck with no hoes and snitches

Bitch, why don't you stop?
I'm bankin' it up, I'm stackin' the guap
Aye, yuh
I can't trust a hoe, the heart too cold
She lie when she talk
Bitches be trippin', I'm standin' on business
I can't get caught up with these hoes and these snitches
Don't never listen, I'm teachin' a lesson
I can't go fuck with no hoes and snitches

GUAP

LOCKED IN! (feat. damienfarron)
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Lyrics:
Bitch, wait
Gotta keep it locked in, keep it straight
Shawty wanna fuck, I don't really want a date
Rich shit, gold fangs on me
Pockets lookin' thick
Lil bitch, boutta spray
Ha, choppa drop a clip
Imma spray down
Bitch-bound opps with the blick
Keep the face down
Make the money talk, don't trip
Why she play around
Fuck around with thots, no shit
Always goin' out
Gotta cop another fit

Bitch, wait
Gotta keep it locked in, keep it straight
Shawty wanna fuck, I don't really want a date
Rich shit, gold fangs on me
Pockets lookin' thick
Lil bitch, boutta spray
Ha, choppa drop a clip
Imma spray down
Bitch-bound opps with the blick
Keep the face down
Make the money talk, don't trip
Why she play around
Fuck around with thots, no shit
Always goin' out
Gotta cop another fit

That lil bitch she bad
I tell her bring back
Baby don't you go
Why don't you stay and make it last?
I'm sellin' out the shows
Droppin' hits and making racks
I'm drippin' out the clothes
And I'm countin' up the plaques
Baby, getting rich now
Lay it down, show me how you act
Ain't no snitch now
Settle down, baby just relax
Shawty smokin' out the pound
Got me rollin' up the pack
Pourin' up another round
Baby, all I see is black

Bitch, wait
Gotta keep it locked in, keep it straight
Shawty wanna fuck, I don't really want a date
Rich shit, gold fangs on me
Pockets lookin' thick
Lil bitch, boutta spray
Ha, choppa drop a clip
Imma spray down
Bitch-bound opps with the blick
Keep the face down
Make the money talk, don't trip
Why she play around
Fuck around with thots, no shit
Always goin' out
Gotta cop another fit

Can I get my flow back
Can I get the money to the crib from the NASDAQ
All the muddy bands like a fest, where the runts at
I be smokin' top top shelf, where the drum pack?

Let's go, when I step on the beats I'm the best
Pretty white boy make the thotties pirouette
In my city makin' hoes on me way too wet
Why you talkin' bout a body count?
Know yours be dead

Aye
And my tires gon' swerve
While I'm geeked like a nerd
Double D's keep the racks on me
Catch me dropped off a perc
Make 'em sing like a bird
Do my dance, I got bands on me
I divide what I'm worth
Babygirl need a hearse
Super slam shake that ass on me
How you think I won't flirt
When I'm xanned to the dirt
Ain't nobody do the tens like me

Bitch, wait
Gotta keep it locked in, keep it straight
Shawty wanna fuck, I don't really want a date
Rich shit, gold fangs on me
Pockets lookin' thick
Lil bitch, boutta spray
Ha, choppa drop a clip
Imma spray down
Bitch-bound opps with the blick
Keep the face down
Make the money talk, don't trip
Why she play around
Fuck around with thots, no shit
Always goin' out
Gotta cop another fit

Bitch, wait
Gotta keep it locked in, keep it straight
Shawty wanna fuck, I don't really want a date
Rich shit, gold fangs on me
Pockets lookin' thick
Lil bitch, boutta spray
Ha, choppa drop a clip
Imma spray down
Bitch-bound opps with the blick
Keep the face down
Make the money talk, don't trip
Why she play around
Fuck around with thots, no shit
Always goin' out
Gotta cop another fit

LOCKED IN!

LOCKED IN! (feat. damienfarron)

COLD KILLA (feat. nightlock)
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Lyrics:
Bitch I'm breakin' bank
Drop the guap, don't get enough
Spend a milli on the fangs
Just so I could get the blood
Maskin' up, don't show no face
Know what hit em? bitch, what
Cold killa, start a case
No vanilla, you a punk
So I'm boutta raid the room
Knock knock at yo door
Single uzi, I got two
Drop a clip down to the floor
Lil bitch I make the moves
Gettin' guap I get the dough
Lil bitch I make the moves
Gettin' guap I get the yuh, aye

I ain't fuckin' with no thot bitch, toxic
Pussy boy you not shit
Talkin' 'bout yo ex
Don't give fuck, just change the topic
I can't love a hoe
Get too obsessed, it's too exhausting
Oppa makin' threats
All with the talk, no walk, you flauntin' bitch
I'll pull up with the clique
Have the semi-auto sprayin'
Say a name, I get 'em hit
I'm droppin' bodies, none remaining
Thermal scope, extended clip
Don't give a damn 'bout what you sayin'
Imma tote a double blick

It's a thermal scope
I point it at the skele
Red dot, red beam
Got my choppa real heavy
I don't do fake shit
Got me hangin' out the heli
Lil bitch don't trip
Hollow tip, she deadly
Like bitch I'm a bully
I pull up in a hoodie
Got the blackout drip
Face mask with the toolie
Imma have to get the .45
Pussy, you gon' die, droppin' slowly
Hear the war cry
Take the body's life, make 'em know me

Bitch I'm breakin' bank
Drop the guap, don't get enough
Spend a milli on the fangs
Just so I could get the blood
Maskin' up, don't show no face
Know what hit em? bitch, what
Cold killa, start a case
No vanilla, you a punk
So I'm boutta raid the room
Knock knock at yo door
Single uzi, I got two
Drop a clip down to the floor
Lil bitch I make the moves
Gettin' guap I get the dough
Lil bitch I make the moves
Gettin' guap I get the yuh, aye

Look
Big bags on my back, like a scholar
Shorty goin' dummy with the brain, call up Harvard
Give yo ass the fade, and I ain't never been a barber
I been tweakin' with the stick, and I ain't talkin' Harry
Hit the block, God damn, I'm a stone-cold killa
Zip code on my body, bitch the fit is five figures
Bitches on my body 'cuz they know I'm that nigga
Church told me repent, they know I'm a sinner

Got a show back home, spit some shit for the people
Go crazy, baby, tryna see how low the knees go
Beggin' for attention, I don't have what you seek, hoe
Shots with the guys, know we sippin' Casamigos
Then she walked into the room, she a bad, bad bittie
Curvy waist, brown skin, gold chain by her titties
Shorty took me by the arm, know she fuck with me heavy
Bum bitch talkin' shit, hit lil' bro with the semi
On gang

Bitch I'm breakin' bank
Drop the guap, don't get enough
Spend a milli on the fangs
Just so I could get the blood
Maskin' up, don't show no face
Know what hit em? bitch, what
Cold killa, start a case
No vanilla, you a punk
So I'm boutta raid the room
Knock knock at yo door
Single uzi, I got two
Drop a clip down to the floor
Lil bitch I make the moves
Gettin' guap I get the dough
Lil bitch I make the moves
Gettin' guap I get the yuh, aye

COLD KILLA

COLD KILLA (feat. nightlock)

GET OUT MY FACE!
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Lyrics:
Pack it, bitch hit the road, stop cappin'
I don't give a fuck
I get my guap up, get it stackin', okay
Shawty tryna slide, I said another day
You ain't on mind right now, keep playin' games
I don't wanna pay attention to ya
Get out my face
Actin' like a blessing, got me stressin' till I break
I don't gotta try, I get the bands when I'm awake
I don't wanna die without a milli in my bank

Pack it, bitch hit the road, stop cappin'
I don't give a fuck
I get my guap up, get it stackin', okay
Shawty tryna slide, I said another day
You ain't on mind right now, keep playin' games
I don't wanna pay attention to ya
Get out my face
Actin' like a blessing, got me stressin' till I break
I don't gotta try, I get the bands when I'm awake
I don't wanna die without a milli in my bank

Aye, yuh
I don't wanna keep ya posted by my side
Bitch I'm movin' forward
No, you ain't my ride or die
Brain fuck, why you gotta keep on droppin' lies?
Bitch it's fake love, I can't keep on actin' like it's fine
So I pass it down, can't keep you around
Bitch I ain't stuck
Make a sound, why you listen now when I say sum?
Space it out, take a different route, boutta say I'm done
I can't trust a hoe, you tellin' lies but I ain't take nun

Pack it, bitch hit the road, stop cappin'
I don't give a fuck
I get my guap up, get it stackin', okay
Shawty tryna slide, I said another day
You ain't on mind right now, keep playin' games
I don't wanna pay attention to ya
Get out my face
Actin' like a blessing, got me stressin' till I break
I don't gotta try, I get the bands when I'm awake
I don't wanna die without a milli in my bank

Can't wait now
Bitch you know I'm done cause you broke me down
I can't even look at you the same
You're just a hand-me-down
Talk too much
I'm stuck up in my brain, I keep on feelin' doubt
I can't keep on takin' on the blame, I find my own way out

Pack it, bitch hit the road, stop cappin'
I don't give a fuck
I get my guap up, get it stackin', okay
Shawty tryna slide, I said another day
You ain't on mind right now, keep playin' games
I don't wanna pay attention to ya
Get out my face
Actin' like a blessing, got me stressin' till I break
I don't gotta try, I get the bands when I'm awake
I don't wanna die without a milli in my bank

Pack it, bitch hit the road, stop cappin'
I don't give a fuck
I get my guap up, get it stackin', okay
Shawty tryna slide, I said another day
You ain't on mind right now, keep playin' games
I don't wanna pay attention to ya
Get out my face
Actin' like a blessing, got me stressin' till I break
I don't gotta try, I get the bands when I'm awake
I don't wanna die without a milli in my bank

GET OUT MY FACE!

NEVER CHANGE.
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Lyrics:
Like bitch what's your name?
You don't gotta tell me, no shame
Like the way we spin it, wanna kick it, Lui Kang 
Baby why you talkin', never stopping, break away
Keep on walkin', stay the same
Never stoppin', never change

Bitch what's your name?
You don't gotta tell me, no shame
Like the way we spin it, wanna kick it, Lui Kang 
Baby why you talkin', never stopping, break away
Keep on walkin', stay the same
Never stoppin', never change

Like baby whatchu mean?
Come and be with me
Why ain't you just pullin' up?
I'm all you'll ever need
Why you always showin' up?
I see you in my dreams
Countin' days, losing sleep
I'm insane, losing peace
Change your ways, beggin' please

Why you talkin' back?
Baby, stop with that
All the talks we had were useless
Now my heart is cracked
Fall apart and snap
Excuses got me unattached
But I'm not intact, I'm used to it, I hit the dash

Like bitch what's your name?
You don't gotta tell me, no shame
Like the way we spin it, wanna kick it, Lui Kang 
Baby why you talkin', never stopping, break away
Keep on walkin', stay the same
Never stoppin', never change

Bitch what's your name?
You don't gotta tell me, no shame
Like the way we spin it, wanna kick it, Lui Kang 
Baby why you talkin', never stopping, break away
Keep on walkin', stay the same
Never stoppin', never change

Like bitch what's your name?
You don't gotta tell me, no shame
Like the way we spin it, wanna kick it, Lui Kang 
Baby why you talkin', never stopping, break away
Keep on walkin', stay the same
Never stoppin', never change

NEVER CHANGE.

DON'T COME BACK TO ME (feat. sheluvsj)
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Lyrics:
Don't come back to me bitch
Last time it was a tragedy
I don't give a fuck about you no more
But you had to be
Too caught up to be a loner, no reality
Watch you drop it down and pick it up
Too fucking sad to see
Hoe, you put me down when I broke
Now I'm gettin' stacks
Gettin' rich all alone
Boutta watch me do a lap
Stackin' cash, gotta cope
Don't you ask for me back
Imma laugh, you a joke like

Don't come back to me bitch
Last time it was a tragedy
I don't give a fuck about you no more
But you had to be
Too caught up to be a loner, no reality
Watch you drop it down and pick it up
Too fucking sad to see
Hoe, you put me down when I broke
Now I'm gettin' stacks
Gettin' rich all alone
Boutta watch me do a lap
Stackin' cash, gotta cope
Don't you ask for me back
Imma laugh, you a joke like

Uh, hold up
Let me fill up my cup
I can't do shit when I'm not getting stuck
Like fuck
Like I can't do it sober
Some bitch came up to my girl
Said that I know her
Like fuck out my face
You said you need closure
It don't make sense
Cause we just getting closer
Uh, it's a tragedy
Lil bitch, don't come back to me

Don't come back to me bitch
Last time it was a tragedy
I don't give a fuck about you no more
But you had to be
Too caught up to be a loner, no reality
Watch you drop it down and pick it up
Too fucking sad to see
Hoe, you put me down when I broke
Now I'm gettin' stacks
Gettin' rich all alone
Boutta watch me do a lap
Stackin' cash, gotta cope
Don't you ask for me back
Imma laugh, you a joke like

Damn, I don't make friends
Same crew, same gang
No loose ends
Fuck the opps
But it's always on two tens
Fuck the snakes in my life
I can lose them
Damn
But it's never enough
Runnin' through yo block
With the 22's tucked
Like uh
Someone grab a cup
Two liter in four
Bitch I'm gonna get stuck

Bitch don't fuck around
Had our fun just being friends
So damn hard to keep you down
Bitch we done, you can't pretend
See you pourin' up a round
You get drunk and hit my texts
Actin' dumb, you a clown
Go move on to the next
I don't want you hoe
I just wanna get my guap
Hit my phone sayin' shit 'bout
You just wanna talk
Don't you ever gotta go?
Blocked your number, won't you stop?
I can't go down to your low
Too damn desperate, don't respond

Don't come back to me bitch
Last time it was a tragedy
I don't give a fuck about you no more
But you had to be
Too caught up to be a loner, no reality
Watch you drop it down and pick it up
Too fucking sad to see
Hoe, you put me down when I broke
Now I'm gettin' stacks
Gettin' rich all alone
Boutta watch me do a lap
Stackin' cash, gotta cope
Don't you ask for me back
Imma laugh, you a joke like

Don't come back to me bitch
Last time it was a tragedy
I don't give a fuck about you no more
But you had to be
Too caught up to be a loner, no reality
Watch you drop it down and pick it up
Too fucking sad to see
Hoe, you put me down when I broke
Now I'm gettin' stacks
Gettin' rich all alone
Boutta watch me do a lap
Stackin' cash, gotta cope
Don't you ask for me back
Imma laugh, you a joke like

DON'T COME BACK TO ME

DON'T COME BACK TO ME (feat. sheluvsj)

LiftedOne Records is proud to present "Janhvi Kapoor Freestyle" from LiftedOne emcee Polo Sho. Enjoy!

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Written & Performed by Polo Sho
Produced by Kanye West
Mixed & Mastered by Polo Sho
Recorded at Solace Studios

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Apashe ft. YMIR - Never Change (CShay Remix)

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Born in Los Angeles, CShay began his electronic music career in 2010 When he moved to San Francisco originally for college to study acting in films. Not long after he began school, his classmates took him to a rave where he first heard EDM for the first time and developed a passion for the genre. He began performing later that year at house parties until he was discovered. He now is a known DJ and producer of multiple styles of dubstep, trap, as well as house and D&B and has performed at many EDM events and opened for multiple headlining artists over the years. CShay is gradually moving on up the chain in the electronic music scene!
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Melodic rage + dark energy. KC born.
Building my sound, one world at a time.

LiftedOne Records is an independent Hip-Hop record label based out of Calgary, AB Canada. Our sole purpose is to act as an outlet that promotes Western Canadian Hip-Hop acts. Current acts under the label include Calgary based rappers Polo Sho (formerly known as Shosho Dania), Infamy and TheOnlyRealOne (formerly known as SOY).

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