I Can Do More feat. Ari Daniels prod. Payton Gruber

I’m on a mission
We movin quickly down through the city
Summar time vibes in the D
I’m free of inhibition
Chillin with my dogs
Gettin lost in the fog
Of finger flippin
Pass around the papers is a staple
Of this life we be livin

I can’t help but feel like sometimes I can do more
With the cards I’ve been dealt and the plans I got in store
All the things I be dreamin and plotin while people snorin
I picture it so clearly I'll build if it will endure

Think I’m gon go all night
Out of the box for a minute and I’m fiending like
I can’t stop the grind
I got air tight fight in my chest
And the metro back online
Ill try to unite what’s in my head with the world outside
Ignite the flame wit it with the brightest light
I can not get knocked over
I got things to do and I’m stickin like a poltergeist

I get it we all get it
You’d die to have it all
Stop whinin stop quitin
If you want to be the boss
I’m grindin I’m chillin from the bottom
But aren’t we all
Work hard by the minute
Still paid by my own accord

Sometimes I feel like I could be doin more
But I got plans to make bands
To feed a family of four
Understand I’m a febal man
That prenup plans on devorce
Like my father don’t like drama
I’ll leave just to save you remorse
Talkin to my hater’s of course
Pumpin pressure my blood water like drano
It’s seapin out of my pores
Got me hotter than the blond
That be vallyen my porsche
Markin Scoresese
Phone conway leave you dead in the morge

Cus I ain’t a good fella
Did you bring your coat?
If not I’ll leave an umbrella
Cus it’s raining the coke
Guess it’s part of cochella
Feel like we do be doin the most 
Is it to much? Never
All part of the weather
But I do be feelin my bones
Grinding harder than ever
Hustkey on a sled getting slapped with the leather
Pushin past red
I’m the danger zone terra

The highest bidder
Im chillin deep in the cut
Between the lines in
The beats and in my cup
I’m buildin a vibe
That you can’t get enough
Long mile rides
With a sick of Inica

Ridin with my homies
Bags full of the forties
Sip leanin till we swervin
Testin fate till the mornin
But we chosin
To this life we were swornin
Our right
Far as the lights
Above the autopsy table
Suporting our corpses

Dead men walking
Ain’t no one talkin
Don’t want problems
So back up off me
Bones are falling
Off me and Ari
Need more beats but
Really that’s stalling
All the problems the weed is causing
Parole extended the test were popin
Flows enhanced but my lounge were throbbing
All for the life just put the cuffs on me

I Can Do More feat. Ari Daniels prod. Payton Gruber

RETURN OF DA LOST

Stacck

3)Thought i Told U

Pesos

PE$OS

I Can’t Wait

New age new wave
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WISHINGWELL Ft. $LIM FIEND (Prod. By DJMURK)

YUNGDRACULA$ (prod. $LIMFIEND)

THALOSTBOIIS

play my cards RIGHT... the ace of spades,
smokin in the moonlight stayin paid,

poisin bittersweet... night shade
hit these mfs like a hurricane,
raining on your parade,
GSA elevate,
educate yourself
Im not fucking with the fake,
backwoods going up shawty taking off her lingerie,
shes sinning for me for me even tho its sunday,
I chop it slow with the switch blade,
sipping henny with the lemonade,
under the table stayin paid under the table stayin paid,
release the hand grenade and thats what im just smokin on
with the safety off,
smoking on that bomb that killed hitler,
imma go getter,
all that glitters is never gold,
never fold on my brother
heart cold turning bitter,

NightShade Prod. Yungjxshy - Death, The Kid

prod. yungjxshy 

feel like tommy wright when I creep at night,
eyes low smoked out when im in the whip,
sippin on a pint,
making a molotov after Im done w that bitch,
not im not going back to be poor,
blocking that bitch im kicking her out that door,
she aint nothing but a hoe,
i feel like tony Montana, 
w the black bandana,
gun up on my waist
get the fuck out of my way,
i aint got no time to waste,
always on my paper chase,
i feel like mr krabs i dont play no games,
getting my gwap up,
aint no time for being locked up,
hopped in the whip w no roof,
icy mf i got the snow boots,
sippin on a forty and I pass it to you,


no time to waste cut to the chase prod. yungjxshy

Coming out the trenches to provide a new vibe for a local sound..
INDIGENOUS DUO

RETURN OF DA LOST

THALOSTBOII$

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