Brainless feat. Willie J the Artist

Boat Boy ya'meen?

LYRICS:

If it ain’t a hit then I’m done
If you ain’t the shit you a bum
I’m tryna comfortable in my own skin when I say aint a chick that I want
If I did she’d be limping a bunch
I don’t kid boy I get it for lunch
But I gotta go easy tho Feel like I’m feinding I think I’m addicted to fun

And cuz of that 
Now my car ain’t shit
My car is RIP
my car just
Sits in a junkyard and rusts
My heart is split
I saw the whip
I’m thinking
Oh shit that could’ve been us
I’m thankful!

But I’m mad cuz that wheel was all paid for!
Not to worry that bill wont be painful!
Swear on my life that that truck got a case full!
Sound like DaBaby when I’m feelin hateful!

Do you get it?
A beat so sweet that the flow diabetic
Bring a mean amount of heat and I know that you’re sweating
My gas 93 and you’re i know you’re unleaded 

Oh lord!
For the first time I feel like I’m grown!
For the first time I’m here on my own
I ain’t felt this way in so long 


Call up ya mama call up ya papa 
Ima be honest witcha
I need a new job I need a new job
I need to get out this kitchen
I’m close to the top I’m closer to god
It sounds like he’s proud of this one
They want me to rock I want the applause
They don’t know how large my vision

I mean who ain’t gon want me?
My bosses stumped
Like please just go home boy you made yo money

yeah,
I think it’s way to funny
Just tryna run like forest gump
And all these people love me

Mr bucket hat
Mr fuck yo man
Mr huh?
This the stuff that makes me Mr what’s his @
Mr. dom!
Mr. trust the plan
Mr. what’s the plan?
Mr. awe
Shit! Is this your tuffest rap?
Bruh it’s fuckin wack




[second part]
Shining like a mother fucker
Riding like I’m undercover
I don’t even wanna cuss cuz
mama raised a lovely son but
God I need to vent 
Got resentment pent up
But thats a later set let’s forget I said sum

Cuz right now I’m up had four dozen dozen people come to my concert 
My cousin wasn’t even one, but I shouldn’t have bothered
That nigga cares like my father

We on a boat like we Kodak or boat or that Baudelaire DJ wit wet toes (drama!)
I’m on the hunt for the guap wit my gun and a blunt and my dawgs got the the wet nose (got em!)

I won’t let you down today
I won’t let you down today

My feet on the ground today 
I’m running the town today


what if I played to lose
what if I prayed for blues
what if I paid your dues

would I be saving you?
would I be saving you?
or would I be played a fool?
would I be played a fool?

FUCK
I think that I get it now
I’m meant to drown
I probably would anyway

this party is heading out
just set him down
I needed that getaway.

BOAT BOYS

Just A Pinch

A flip of an all time favorite with a different vibe altogether.

The World Is Yours

Heyyaa

-Written and Sang by @Yonnasings/Yonnasingsss
-Produced by @Quinsdead
-Engineered by @xZandervibez

Purpose (prod. Quinsdead)

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