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$AINT LAURENT (feat. Kae.da & Txmmy Gxldie)

ON MY OWN W/ J CLU [ PROD. KINDLYNXSH ]

lyrics

like really
how you feeling baby 
hours & hours we spend in this cycle
like this month, that month
i can tell you that it is the last one

last 24 hours been the worst of my life
and i can't even see you no face time, call or reply

like where are you now
expressing with these words you can't pronounce
i been up nights on end just take your time
baby this shit though, this gon' ruin your life

i'm not the best 
but i am restless
walking by the street lights thinking what are my investments

i had no one back then
but i had my back
4 years like this 
nothing fell to my lap

hours & hours & hours & hours like this
i just been thinking 'bout all of the things that i've missed
giving you power 
making me weak
but thats who i am
thats who i am
thats who i be

not a single day that i'd message all these nice girls
take some cake huh, where'd you get that view from?
i could live a life where i'm dipping in these blue ponds
i gave you my heart for what?

i'd still do it again and again and again my lady
but i can't pretend that these things that i've said haven't made me
i'm on a path where no one can save 
batman or frozen, pick the way you wanna name me

and so it goes
hearts warm in cold
this perspective ain't the best for us 
baby i know
a sacrificed life 'coz i just wasn't told
you just learn then your old

// next world

hours & hours // next world

hours & hours // next world (niko)

Fuck Em ft Espiquet

Aquarius

My Mind (feat. PatrickxxLee)

Celestial Blues

Astronomical Celestial [Part 1]

Produced & Composed by: Sn't Clair
Vocals by: Siahh

No Lies (feat. Siahh)

Down In Flames

BELUGA - STUDIO FT CHOLOAZAIAH [PROD. OG777]

(PRE-HOOK)
I’m in my city getting litty, tryna fly to Philly
All my niggas on a milly
Shawty's from coast to coast know the clique close
Know some niggas that’d ride for me
Don’t hit my celly, tryna get it (ahh)
Never hit me up if you ain’t with it, uh(ahh)
You tryna run down on the boys
Sweet talkin’, makin’ noise

(HOOK)
Don’t call my phone
Talkin’ on some nonsense
I don’t process it
Twitter fingers on go
I ain't never fold
Yeah I barely talk shit
I’m tryna get on the road to riches
Plus the bitches, just to give me sloppy
'Cause I know on the way to the top there's bitches tryna fuck me, so they pop it

(VERSE I)
If you ain’t with the business drop the phone
What’s the use in talkin’ to me all along
This is cigarettes, you don’t want the smoke
You got asthma, you don’t wanna choke
I’m no comedian, there’s no jokes
I’ve got a reason to be this cold
Came back 'cause I went ghost
In a better position than before (no, no, no)

Need a Lamb’ truck not a Range Rover
Or a Porsche coupe, case close (no, no, no)
Man I need some baguettes to shine my up shawty and she gon' rock em 'cause I paid for it (paid for it)
Man I cannot bend over backwards for niggas who barely rockin’ with me, oh no (ahh)
'Cause I been done wrong before
Can’t trust no one, no (ahh)

(PRE-HOOK)
I’m in my city getting litty, tryna fly to Philly
All my niggas on a milly (ahh)
Shawty's from coast to coast know the clique close
Know some niggas that’d ride for me (ahh)
Don’t hit my celly, tryna get it (ahh)
Never hit me up if you ain’t with it, uh (ahh)
You tryna run down on the boys
Sweet talkin’, makin’ noise (ahh)

(HOOK)
Don’t call my phone
Talkin’ on some nonsense
I don’t process it
Twitter fingers on go
I ain't never fold
Yeah I barely talk shit
I’m tryna get on the road to riches
Plus the bitches, just to give me sloppy
'Cause I know on the way to the top there's bitches tryna fuck me, so they pop it

(VERSE II)
Tryna pop shit, no smoke though (smoke)
Man I fuck on these hoes on the low-low (oh no)
Tryna cuff a chick, no cop shit
Took him out the picture yeah I cropped it
And some niggas be trippin’ when I show ‘em fees, 'cause they know I can’t work on no free shit (uh)
Man I put in a 100 degrees and no wonder why I’m always dropping that heat, shit

Your boyfriend in my dm’s 'cause he really wanna feature
Act like I don’t see him
'Cause that nigga on some opp shit
Man I was down with no options
I reached out, needed lookin’ out for
He was nowhere to be seen
Now I’m on the scene

(PRE-HOOK)
I’m in my city getting litty, tryna fly to Philly
All my niggas on a milly (ahh)
Shawty's from coast to coast know the clique close
Know some niggas that’d ride for me (ahh)
Don’t hit my celly, tryna get it (ahh)
Never hit me up if you ain’t with it, uh(ahh)
You tryna run down on the boys
Sweet talkin’, makin’ noise (ahh)

(HOOK)
Don’t call my phone
Talkin’ on some nonsense
I don’t process it
Twitter fingers on go
I ain't never fold
Yeah I barely talk shit
I’m tryna get on the road to riches
Plus the bitches, just to give me sloppy
'Cause I know on the way to the top there's bitches tryna fuck me, so they pop it

WRITTEN & PERFORMED BY: @thelynxmack
PRODUCED BY: @Denilson2x & @Eziahh
MIXED & MASTERED BY: @thelynxmack

Down In Flames

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