Izaya Tiji "Been Knew That" Remix
prod. benjicold 
#2k #Overstimulated
@benjicold

KNOWN ♱ (BenjiCold)

Sister #2
#2k #overstimulated
Lyrics:
Ngga what you want, I got more than runtz
Ngga what you want, I got more than guns
Come on I'ma show you, Come on I'ma show you how it’s fcking done
Twin hoes, got 4 knocks, step sht sound like gunshots
Whip fast, doin’ donuts, shawty said it thump
Shawty said it—ngga, are you dumb?
He ain't bout no motion, boy move like a bum

Chrome heart, not love, don’t move off trust
He was talking hella hot, now he moving all hushed
Still popped out—no post, no tag
Twin sticks tucked like a drumline bag
4 doors tinted, I ain't trynna brag
Opps got quiet when I came through tapped

Ain’t no dance, but the whole block clapped
Heard he tryna step? Better lace those raps
‘Cause my kicks hit back—like a drum, got kickback
Big stepper, no rehearsin’ this
Glove on tuck, no fingerprints
Swear I move like I’m heaven sent
But I might slide—I got a Gen 5
My nggas stay high, tight like a beehive
Yo btch she giving me honey

Ngga what you want, I got more than runtz
Ngga what you want, I got more than guns
Come on I'ma show you, Come on I'ma show you how it’s fcking done
Twin hoes, got 4 knocks, step sht sound like gunshots
Whip fast, doin’ donuts, shawty said it thump
Shawty said it—ngga, are you dumb?
He ain't bout no motion, boy move like a bum

Chrome heart, not love, don’t move off trust
He was talking hella hot, now he moving all hushed
Still popped out—no post, no tag 
what the fck hoe

Cuts (prod.me)

Would been a movie

Silent Hill (Prod Me)

@lucana444
SA(SPINAGAIN)
I'm off medication rn

sAwok (lucana444)

Lucy (symlez)

Invader (vol & gxmini)

MYsPace (Fallsound)

COld S0rEs

(prod.me)
yukyii2k* x kycc
Lyrics:
Like please tell me what you want come on, I’m finna raid like Geronimo
If I had kids I would love them all, the jury is sending me under
I wanna go back to those days in the silence, new bad hoe wanna come back to my place
Like fuck it your honor I did it, yeah fuck it I gotta get wit it
Yeah fuck wit my gang we winning, like is you one who made it
Me and twin gon make it, getting bands, shit make-shift
Fuck a Fortnite bang shit, grandma pulling out of her pension
I’m wit God no sanction, how would you feel if I went through wit it
Suicide not the way, I’m committed, I wish I could take your pain all away
Hope I live to the age of 50, white cocaine die like Whitney, ohh ohh

sꞮns ♱  (prod.me)

(prod.me)
yukyii2k* x kycc
Lyrics: 
Retribution in my veins, can’t erase what I f*cking became
My momma ain't do it in vain, I had to grow up and go through the pain
Pray every night that my momma get up, I know some n*ggas that double they cup
Drowning ain't throw me the rope, Lungs full of water, but I can't choke
Counted me out but I'm still in the race, scars on my body no mask on my face
Walk in the fire still holding my faith, if I crash will I burn out in grace
what the f*ck do you mean your a sinner? If Jesus failed(he didn't), would we be here?(we wouldn't), ohh, enemies watching they hoping I slip, turn every bullet to gold when it hit
Built my own kingdom I stand with my twin, retribution the Law, revenge is a sin

retrꞮbutions ♱  (prod.me)

(prod 10rxckz symelz)
Lyrics:
I wasn't the one I know, when we was together, I felt a little better
You was tugging on my sweater, lips cold but her hands feel like summer
When did it go wrong, our love it felt strong, am I good enough
Am I good enough, am I good enough, this pain I need drugs
Heart too cold but my wrist on froze, hop in a coupe no ceiling
She wanna vibe off feelin', bankroll stack to the ceiling
Cut her off quick no feeling? I been off wave no stopping
Plug pack loud its knocking, big body G.L.E get this sh*t rocking
Oh, I need you, I was yours, no question, I thought that our love would never die
Should've listened to my bro, told me to leave her alone
Now I'm stuck counting all these notes, pain in my chest but its froze
Hannah Montana no posing, this feeling its poising, I'm in my head finna off it
Damn should've took precautions 
I don't need, your love no more, I can't sleep so I lie to my self
Cut my heart to portions, damn I adore you, but I foresaw this
"Lets be honest", Oh
I wasn't the one I know, when we was together, I felt a little better
You was tugging on my sweater, lips cold but her hands feel like summer
When did it go wrong, our love it felt strong
I wasn't the one I know, when we was together, I felt a little better
You was tugging on my sweater, lips cold but her hands feel like summer
When did it go wrong

proportions of my heart ♱ (symelz)

(prod.me)
@nascardashcar
Lyrics:
[Yukyii2k*]
Thinking bout you, whatchu wanna do
What r we, what r we, writing this down in my diary
I’m so high up I cannot see you
Me and bro ride in that big body GLE
Baby can you see me
What r we, what r we, what r we

Writing my life in a diary page
Feel like I’m lost in a different place
“What r we” now, can’t find your name
Thought we would grow up and have our own place

Pages on my desk, but I’m gone tonight
What we— what we on?
Calling my phone, let it ring long

I can’t see, now I can’t breathe
Too much smoke, trynna find me
Diary, rip every page
Love too loud, had to turn it down

What r we now, please decide now
Turning me off, got a bad cough
Is this the flu? Am I lovesick?
I don’t know where we stand now
Would you love me now?
Would you turn me down?

[17nascarr]
So, what are we gon doooo
I don’t want nobody else but youuuu

Like why the f*ck would I trust youuuu
Knowing that you don’t care
Knowing that you don’t care ’bout nobody but yourself

Maybe I need help
So many nights I spent wit you
I think that I lost myself

Thinking back on it, I know that it’s true
And I write in my diary
’Cuz I know ain’t nobody gon listen

It was supposed to be you
It was supposed to be you

And now I’m gon stack my money and chill
Making these songs for people to feel
I don’t wanna love so I put up a shield

I put down the drank, I ain’t feeling too well
No love, I just need to heal
Heart broke, I can’t even feel

I keep a diary to myself
But you ain’t here so I just need help

[Yukyii2k*]
Thinking bout you, whatchu wanna do
What r we, what r we
Writing this down in my diary
I’m so high up I cannot see you
Me and bro ride in that big body GLE
Baby, can you see me
Please tell me, what r we now

Thinking bout you, whatchu wanna do
What r we, what r we
Writing this down in my diary
I’m so high up I cannot see you
Me and bro ride in that big body GLE
Baby, can you see me
Please tell me, what r we now

what r we? ♱ ft 17nascarr (prod.me)

Bag of saltines ♱ (prod.me)

prod.@riveo
Lyrics:
Thinking ’bout you (thinking ’bout you)
What you wanna do (what you wanna do)
Man, her (later)
Love of my life (I loved you)
How we fall apart? (heartbroken)
You were my star (shine like one — “hella other ones,” but I want you)
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you

What I’m gonna do (what I’m gonna do)
What you wanna do (what you wanna do)
Before I move, before I die
You was the one
I loved you, why you had to leave me
I feel worthless

Thinking ’bout you (thinking ’bout you)
What you wanna do (what you wanna do)
Man, her (later)
Love of my life (I loved you)
How we fall apart? (heartbroken)
You were my star (shine like one — “hella other ones,” but I want you)
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you

I’m lost, had to take a break, it’s a lot
Kinda forgot how to heal, how tf I’ma stay clear
Kyn told me get my “mind right”
How do I feel? I do not fear
You, you, you, you, youuu

Thinking ’bout you (thinking ’bout you)
What you wanna do (what you wanna do)
Man, her (man, oh)
Love of my life (I loved you)
How we fall apart? (heartbroken)
You were my star (shine like one — “hella other ones,” but I want you)
I can’t stop thinking ’bout you
You, you, you, you, youuu

Between You & I ♱ prod.riveo

prod by @riplucky
Lyrics
bitch I’m high, I’m a embryo, I’m in her guts
she want sum1else, I might be him
I’m invading your mind, invader Zim
I want the pink hair like I’m Saiki
I’m reading your mind, I might be psychic
my bitch bad, she the baddest high key
mine, yea she fine, her pussy I dine, can’t deny me

stars in the coupe, no roof I’m flying, she riding
ice on my neck, lil boy stop lying
caught in her spell, that bitch a siren
if I say slide, she gon’ move in silence
get-get you back doored, I’m wit all the violence
no hiding, look behind you, I’m Michael Myers’s

bitch I’m high, I’m a embryo, I’m in her guts
she want sum1else, I might be him
I’m invading your mind, invader Zim
I want the pink hair like I’m Saiki
I’m reading your mind, I might be psychic
my bitch bad, she the baddest high key
mine, yea she fine, her pussy I dine, can’t deny me

stars in the coupe, no roof I’m flying, she riding
ice on my neck, lil boy stop lying
caught in her spell, that bitch a siren
if I say slide, she gon’ move in silence
get-get you back doored, I’m wit all the violence
no hiding, look behind you, I’m Michael Myers’s

bitch I’m high, high
bi-bi-bitch I’m high, high
bi-bi-bitch I’m high, high high

[2k* tag]
I-I-I-I-I love you 2k

Embryo ♱  (riplucky)

Lyrics: 

Ran up a check on the wrong one,
I’m of a 10 say she want one,
Go to the bank get more sum,
Pul out the – Pul out the chrome one,
I got a cold one, I got a warrant—

Scratchin my name off the paper,
Judge in my ear, I can’t taper,
Voices distort in the fader,
Dreams in the mud, turn vapor,
Still got the cash in the layer,
Run it up, run it up, life ain’t fair.

Blood on my jeans, I don’t wipe off,
Spill in the sink, turn the lights off,
Voices keep screamin, I pipe up,
Drip in the red, no typo, no typo,
Your hoe look bad, she my hoe now,
That hoe get you back doored,
You left in the rain by the trap door.

Blood on the cash it’s a sad score,
Stains on the floor they can’t scrub more,
Nut on her face, say she want it,
Nggas be going real dummy, retarted.

Demons keep knockin I cracked doors,
I do not fuck wit crack whores,
But I like animal crackers,
Invite me over ima crack her.

Teeth in the cup, I been sippin on rust,
Knife in the cut, leave it dipped in the dust,
Shadows been laughin, they whisper they trust,
Blood on my laces, it’s sticky, it’s crust,
Voices been chantin, they tell me I must.

Hush hush hush,
Voices in my head, they rush,
Blood on the blade, no blush,
Stay in the dark, don’t trust,
Back of the room go crush.

Orange soda, Crush,
Blood on my tongue, it’s lush,
Rack in the bag, don’t touch,
Silence the crowd, no fuss.

Ran up a check on the wrong one,
I’m of a 10 say she want one,
Go to the bank get more sum,
Pul out the – Pul out the chrome one,
I got a cold one, I got a warrant—

Scratchin my name off the paper,
Judge in my ear, I can’t taper,
Voices distort in the fader,
Dreams in the mud, turn vapor,
Still got the cash in the layer,
Run it up, run it up, life ain’t fair.

Blood on my jeans, I don’t wipe off,
Spill in the sink, turn the lights off,
Voices keep screamin, I pipe up,
Drip in the red, no typo, no typo,
Your hoe look bad, she my hoe now,
That hoe get you back doored,
You left in the rain by the trap door.

Blood on the cash it’s a sad score,
Stains on the floor they can’t scrub more,
Nut on her face, say she want it,
Nggas be going real dummy, retarted.

Demons keep knockin I cracked doors,
I do not fuck wit crack whores,
But I like animal crackers,
Invite me over ima crack her.

Teeth in the cup, I been sippin on rust,
Knife in the cut, leave it dipped in the dust,
Shadows been laughin, they whisper they trust,
Blood on my laces, it’s sticky, it’s crust.

[2k* tag]
I-I-I-I-I love you 2k

Rust Soda ♱  (prod.me)

Lyrics:
This is your fault, this is your fault, dis a Draco fa that dead opp,
dis a stare down, ngga step down, in da back hoe ngga bled out, yea I’m good now, fuck the feds tho

Big bag talk, I’m the mascot, in da real spot with the laptop,
see the glare ngga better back out, fake flex boy get packed out,
He a crash out, he get blew out

Run it up fast, I’m in motion
Big stick tuck, it’s devotion, oh yea she wet than a ocean,
my nggas steady pouring up potion

Counting up racks, no slow down,
VV’s hittin’ when I step out,
Opp boy talk, he get left out,
In the cut deep, bring the TEC out.

In the cut bring the Tec out, yo bitch—yo bitch she a slut now,
whole—whole gang finna cash out, for racks ima pop out,
big body gle swearing, run up on nggas they nervous,
drive by shooting that ngga service, hollows tips hit him right in his stomach,
bitch I’m fucking up her cervix,

like Fortnite they running, like Fortnite they jumping,
send them nggas to the lobby’s

This is your fault, this is your fault, dis a Draco fa that dead opp,
dis a stare down, ngga step down, in da back hoe ngga bled out, yea I’m good now, fuck the feds tho

Big bag talk, I’m the mascot, in da real spot with the laptop,
see the glare ngga better back out

This is your fault, this is your fault, dis a Draco fa that dead opp,
dis a stare down, ngga step down, in da back hoe ngga bled out, yea I’m good now, fuck the feds tho

Big bag talk, I’m the mascot, in da real spot with the laptop,
see the glare ngga better back out
fake flex boy get packed out, He a crash out, he get blew out

Run it up fast, I’m in motion
this is yo fault this is yo fault

[2k* tag]
I-I-I-I-I love you 2k

This Is Your Fault ♱  (prod.me)

(prod.sickboi)
Lyrics:
I’m going to k*** my self real soon
This tunnel vision, I can’t see through my eyes
Television playing every second I—
Am terrified of what comes next in my life
Feels like I’m suffocating, I don’t think ima make it out
This summer I’ll be chasing for the girl I want to mention
It’s the one I’ve been missing
Visions of her inside of my head, I can’t breathe
I can’t do this no more
One sh*t and then I’m gone
I miss myself, my heart bleeds on the shelf

I’m going to k*** my self real soon
This tunnel vision, I can’t see through my eyes
Television playing every second I—
Am terrified of what comes next in my life
Feels like I’m suffocating, I don’t think ima make it out
Flip the script, I’m running out of time
I won’t come back, no not this time
Rewrite this scene, rewrite my life
My friends in class high all the time
I see the smoke cloud up their minds
I won’t rely, I won’t rely
Tunnel vision keeps me in my place
Can’t televise what’s inside my mind

not okay? ♱

Lyrics:

Blood ritual she a demon
Blood out the mouth call Cosima 
Talk to a prophet all seeing 
Gotta get rid of my demons 
Period she bleeding 
I’m sick
The seasons is changing 
I’m thinking I’m getting complacent 
Up the fye til the place get vacant 
Me and gang we gon’ make it 
I’m number one on your playlist 
Working hard til I get a placement
Im wit God no sanction 
White girl she popping a 10 
Lil hoe bad she a 10
Play wit my balls she in zen 
In October I’m changing again
When sober I’m dying 
Money rain yea, money fly-in
You can’t get up, sighing
I got blood pact clients 

Blood ritual she a demon
Blood out the mouth call Cosima 
Talk to a prophet all seeing 
Gotta get rid of my demons 
Period she bleeding 
I’m sick
The seasons is changing 
I’m thinking I’m getting complacent 
Up the fye til the place get vacant 
Me and gang we gon’ make it 
I’m number one on your playlist 
Working hard til I get a placement
Im wit God no sanction 
White girl she popping a 10 
Lil hoe bad she a 10
Play wit my balls she in zen 
In October I’m changing again

October Faction ♱ (bbeno)

garfield ♱ prod.me

Produced by 333since & mynorth
Lyrics: “I love you 2k*”

I like the way that she dancing, shake it up, call her Zendaya.
Talking to me like I’m famous, I ain’t even say nothing major.
She think that we dating — fuck it, like this shit dated.
This shit like drumline, switch up the cadence.

Shawty stay callin’, I’m busy, I’m faded.
She want me to save her, I’m not Kim Possible.
Baby, this shit ain’t possible.
Think I need sedation, get lazy.

Woah, woah.
She want me to take it out, pull up, slide through —
she screaming my name out loud, oh.
Diary full of the shit that I’m talking ’bout now, oh.

She calling my phone, I don’t pick it up — I slide.
Baby, I’m gone, I can’t stay, can’t hide.
My feelings for you, they long gone.
Still hear your name when I close my eyes,
pages of my diary filled with lies.
You a demon in disguise.

Woah, woah.
She want me to take it out, pull up, slide through —
she screaming my name out loud, oh.
Woah, woah.

I like the way that she dancing, shake it up, call her Zendaya.
Talking to me like I’m famous, I ain’t even say nothing major.
She think that we dating — fuck it, like this shit dated.
This shit like drumline, switch up the cadence.

Shawty stay callin’, I’m busy, I’m faded.
She want me to save her, I’m not Kim Possible.
Baby, this shit ain’t possible.
Think I need sedation, get lazy.

Woah, woah.
She want me to take it out.

shake it up like zendeya ♱

Produced by @nothempts
[Lyrics]
Desire, I’m fried, I’m passed out
She was passed around, call her Bonnie
Blue, blue, blow away, my emotions they all blown away
Nah this ain’t right, she wanna ride today
I told her hold on tight, lights flicker in my mind
Thoughts spin like records, I can’t rewind, fuck is this a sign
Heartbeats racing, feel like I’m losin’ time
Movin’ through the night, feelin’ like Esmeralda
That bitch off of pills, yeah, she feel it in her chest, oh, wow
Laughing at the ceiling, shit sound like a villain
Already know what she want to do, already know what she want
Big body AMG truck, we going
Shush shush shush, shut-up, what's sup, what are you doing
Using her brain but she clueless, wow, woah, wow, woah
We hop in the whip, playin’ songs off the deck
These niggas be fuckin’ up motion, I need to check my notice
She laughing in that backseat while she rolling, she going
Late night text, she ghosting, I’m hoping
Write in my diary, my mind blowing up
Pull up, mask on, yeah my gang we on you
Bitch, we switching lanes, you know we cutting
China McClain, you niggas ANT’s to us

Desire, I’m fried, I’m passed out
She was passed around, call her Bonnie
Blue, blue, blow away, my emotions they all blown away
Nah this ain’t right, she wanna ride today
I told her hold on tight, lights flicker in my mind
Thoughts spin like records, I can’t rewind, fuck is this a sign

Desire ♱

Produced by @voidergoat
lyrics:
Asian bitch she not my hoe,
why the fuck she think we had something going on,
got a body in the back of my trunk call me D4vd,
lil bro up in the sky, couldn’t save him, save him,
God please save him,
talking on my name but who made him,
bitch I’m like slave causing mayhem,
up fye gang gon blaze him

Asian bitch she not my hoe,
why the fuck she think we had something going on,
got a body in the back of my trunk call me D4vd,
lil bro up in the sky, couldn’t save him, save him,
God please save him,
talking on my name but who made him,
bitch I’m like slave causing mayhem,
up fye gang gon blaze him.

Save him ♱

prod hlftime 

LYRICS ♱

fuck that hoe don’t get my love no more
shit gon' get hot like a sauna for you
you cannot get the bands so my gang we gon' get it for you
pull up pull out your hands yeah my gang we got something for you

hold up bitch yeah I’m losing it
hop in a wraith yeah I’m cruisin' wit it
she wanna ride said she cruisin' with me
I got the pieces Exodia, hear me?

I want nothing to do with you
feel like I’m lost find blues clues
my god, if you was a Pokémon I wouldn’t choose you
fuck wait how did I lose you

you threw me off I played it cool
why would I break the rules
why would you break the rule
one rule not to break my heart

fuck like damn I gotta restart
if only you had played your part

fuck that hoe don’t get my love no more
shit gon' get hot like a sauna for you
you cannot get the bands so my gang we gon' get it for you
pull up pull out your hands yeah my gang we got something for you

hold up bitch yeah I’m losing it
hop in a wraith yeah I’m cruisin' wit it
she wanna ride said she cruisin' with me
I got the pieces Exodia, hear me?

I want nothing to do with you
feel like I’m lost find blues clues
my god, if you was a Pokémon I wouldn’t choose you
fuck wait how did I lose you

you threw me off I played it cool
why would I break the rules
why would you break the rule
one rule not to break my heart

fuck like damn I gotta restart
if only you had played your part

Cruisin®‎‎‎ ♱

Produced by praizewa

LYRICS ♱

Gang gon pull out Tecs, yea it’s over,
ion want no sex from you it’s over,
you a clown bitch joker,
Dat lil bitch I know her,
she got hella cold sores,
bitch she burnt like a bonfire,
niggas on purple potion,
when I spin they screaming oh shit,
get the kids out now they hoping,
oxy cont psychosis,
my gang going in we rolling,
open, open, fire,
shawty coping, ghosting, we hoping,
I’m in that bih like jelly, fill the holes in,
where the hoes at, I’m in that bih like bonsai,
you Johnny get yo head whacked,
had tapped, got guns like gi Joe,
paint his ass red call him doja,
kinky ah hoe get choked up,
I prefer to be sober,
goth bitch suxcide soaker,
premonition ima go up, go up, go up, goo,
she going down, she must be French no Eiffel,
and she gotta twin like towers,
white hoe wiping ha nose,
get out the racks hoe jumping like Jordan,

Gang gon pull out Tecs, yea it’s over,
ion want no sex from you it’s over,
you a clown bitch joker,
Dat lil bitch I know her,
she got hella cold sores,
bitch she burnt like a bonfire,
niggas on purple potion,
when I spin they screaming oh shit,
get the kids out now they hoping,
oxy cont psychosis,
my gang going in we rolling,
open, open, fire,
shawty coping, ghosting, we hoping,
I’m in that bih like jelly, fill the holes in,
where the hoes at, I’m in that bih like bonsai,
you Johnny get yo head whacked.

Premonition ♱

Stay with me ♱ prod.hopeexl

Bless you up ♱ prod.curxxedtaimana

prod tenshi x 1prodza

LYRICS

Make her bed rock, pull up red eye, get the bread out, make a bank deposit, fuck it have a party, pour up hella shots, ion care what you talking 'bout if it ain’t 'bout money then leave me out, my whole plan it just went south, get money get the fuck out, my gang off the packs, on, rolled in a spliff passed on, my girl? oh she bad, watch out it’s a splash zone, spent up hella racks, watch me make it back, mama said if I want it go, get it, I’m trynna go up maybe make like 50 million, A side out, got your whole gang backed out, stash in the trap house, trynna get in boy get backed out, could’ve saved him but he gone now, got hit with blackouts, he tapped out, he can’t come back now,

Make her bed rock, pull up red eye, get the bread out, make a bank deposit, fuck it have a party, pour up hella shots, ion care what you talking 'bout if it ain’t 'bout money then leave me out

Make her bed rock, pull up red eye, get the bread out, make a bank deposit, fuck it have a party, pour up hella shots, ion care what you talking 'bout if it ain’t 'bout money then leave me out, my whole plan it just went south, get money get the fuck out, my gang off the packs, on, rolled in a spliff passed on, my girl? oh she bad, watch out it’s a splash zone, spent up hella racks, watch me make it back.

South ♱

SUM1ELSE - SASORI (OFFICIAL)
prod antibeatz & bartosh

SASORI ♱

PREMONITION
I prod 2 (Kycc)
17 yrs old #2k*
fka yukyii2k*

sum1else

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