"Mind Over Money"  Doc J ft/Nyche

Double-Edged Dream

Nyche - Now They Wanna Know Me [Prod. By Runna Jay]

Proud to work with Jadakiss one of my alltime Favorites!

Jadakiss ft. Nyche - Red Light Green Light

Hunnid Degrees

Nyche ft Camron and Fred The Godson - Ziplock (Chopped by Dopeson)

Fresh cut with the box cutter 
Money flown is dripping off of me, high butter 
The block hugging me, never call me the block hugger 
Money talks, I’m stepping over these cock suckers 
Smell me, I’m getting paid on my day off 
I’m tryina cake off the way Germaine made off 
Huh, I’m fin to bomb hope you looking out 
I break your jaw like a cud and get the cookies out 
No high jacking the swag though, 
Straight killing them killing them toe tag flow 
I’m behind proof, y’all with it down 
If you short of your dime, mine’s a quarter pound 
Exotic, that blue dream, all my shit live, you stream 
Mitch, I’m the reason while the strip hop 
Got the city on a ziplock, smell me 

[Hook] 
My pants hang like a slipknot 
Them niggas wanna hate, tell them kick rock 
Them YF boys got the shit locked 
Shit strong, you can smell it through the ziplock 
Smell it through the ziplock, through the ziplock 
Smell it through the ziplock, through the ziplock 
Smell it through the ziplock, through the ziplock 

Cruise through the black top drop that slow 
When you getting gwap, the cops can’t know 
I mean it’s evident, as long as there’s no evidence 
I hop out, back of the truck just like a president 
Fred went from a local to a cooker 
To manager calling me up ,they wanna book ya 
Ironic how things change, still got the strip parts 
Ziplock came 
Cuban link chain, look of a d boy, every real brick 
I got a fake one, decoy 
I destroy beats on the regular 
I got sour, kush, regular 
My pictures push for the cedar bra, 
They get right, life couldn’t be better brah 
They know me and Nyche from the street 
You can smell it through the ziplock, 35 each, I’m gone! 

[Hook] 
My pants hang like a slipknot 
Them niggas wanna hate, tell them kick rock 
Them YF boys got the shit locked 
Shit strong, you can smell it through the ziplock 
Smell it through the ziplock, through the ziplock 
Smell it through the ziplock, through the ziplock 
Smell it through the ziplock, through the ziplock 

Yo, told her get naked, or go home 
New Chius, black ice, go for em 
Atlantics with me, that’s known, known 
Like grandma…got home sown 
It’s about praying, I was out scrambling 
Had to stand out, of course I’m outstanding 
Honey mooning like Ralph Crandon, Ed Norton 
Fiends leaning, some shooting, heads snorting 
Red form ferrarri, got the coupe soaring 
I’m sleeping, true snoring, you boring 
Bang, bang, 2 warnings, 2 warnings 
Next one have your blood pouring 
Boob morning, mom sick, your aunt cry 
The don sick, a real prick, aren’t i 
I rish rock the tic tac, …in ziplocks 

[Hook] 
My pants hang like a slipknot 
Them niggas wanna hate, tell them kick rock 
Them YF boys got the shit locked 
Shit strong, you can smell it through the ziplock 
Smell it through the ziplock, through the ziplock 
Smell it through the ziplock, through the ziplock 
Smell it through the ziplock, through the ziplock.

CROSS FIRE

NYCHE247

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