single off of the self-titled EP 'TRAPPRINCE'

ANNA'S GOT ME PICKIN' FREESTYLE

LYRICS

WHO WANT SMOKE THIS AIN’T NO SESH,
FIRE ROSIN IN MY CHEST,
ALL BLACK ATTIRE’S HOW I DRESS,
EXCESSIVE DABS TO DECOMPRESS,
￼
THE VOICES IN MY HEAD PROTEST,
ONE BROKE OUT IN ME POSSESSED,
WE COALESCED NOW NO MORE STRESS
IT CALMED ME WHEN HE TOLD ME THIS

THE FIRST TO FUCK AROUND 
GON’ FIND OUT AND SEE
BOUT’ WHY THESE LOCAL RAPPERS 
IN MY TOWN DON’T FUCK WITH ME

AND YES I’VE BEEN GONE
BUT I’M BACK
TRAPPRINCE THE TAPE BITCH
NOW PLAY THIS SHIT BACK

TOO DOPE MUSIC PASS ME THE LIGHTER
HEARD THEY LOOKING AT ME
THROUGH THE SCOPE LIKE KALEIDOS 
PUSSY MOTHERFUCKER 
WOULD NEVER DARE TO TRY US

ALWAYS DICKRIDING BUT 
HE’S CLAIMING THAT IM SUS
SHHH HUSH YOUR LIL CAPPING ASS 
LIPS RIGHT NOW

LIKE IKE TOLD TINA 
I NEED A HIT RIGHT NOW
I’M 9 DABS IN 
AND I AIN’T TAPPED OUT

SWITCH UP THE FLOW 
PICK UP THEN GO WITH IT
I DON’T GIVE A FUCK 
AND THAT’S FORSURE NIGGA

HEARD YOU CAME TO THE SESH
BUT YOU CANNOT HIT IT
WHAT MADE YOU THINK THAT
YOU COULD CHILL WITH US

ITS THE DRK SOLDIER
ABOUT TO ROLL UP LIKE A TANK
I HEARD HE’S WANTING SMOKE
SO NOW I’M THROWING OUT GRENADES

AND I AIN’T FUCKING WITH NO TRUCE
WE CAN ALL DIE TODAY
FUCK A HANDSHAKE PUSSY NIGGA
I’M JUST TRYNA’ BAKE 

AND I AIN’T TALKING ‘BOUT NO CAKE
BITCH YOU KNOW I MEAN THE DANK
SWITCHING UP THE FLOW 
BECAUSE I DONT KNOW WHAT TO SAY

JUST LIKE A RE-UP 
IM PICKING UP THE BASS
YOU CAN TELL THE DRUGS IM ON
JUST BY LOOKING AT MY FACE

EYES ALL RED GOT ME LOOKING LIKE KANO
I TREAT THE DABS LIKE KANE DID ABLE 
KILL ‘EM ALL QUICK ‘TIL I’M DISABLED 
DABS TO THE HEAD TO KEEP THE MIND STABLE

THE LIMONENE MACK 
MAKE TAP OUT LIKE KURT ANGLE
TRAP DUDLEY DABS 
SLAMMING WAX ON THE TABLE

DABBING HOURS (DON’T TRY THIS AT HOME)

LYRICS

FIRST I LET HIM HIT THE ROCK 
‘TIL THE SHIT HIT THE SPOT
LET HIM COME BACK TO THE CRIB
HEAR THE NIGGA KNOCK

FIEND MUSIC 
THIS IS FOR MY ADDICTS IN THIS SHIT
SMOKING ON SOME SHIT
SNORTING ON SOME SHIT 

I AIN’T TRYNA JUDGE 
I’M JUST TRYNA MAKE MY GRIP
ADDICTS IN THE WHIP 
TRYNA FIND A TRIP 

SEEING ALL THESE PUSSY ASS NIGGAS
STILL TALKING THAT SHIT CUZ THEY STAY ON MID
TALKING ‘BOUT THE TRAP 
CUZ THEY CAN’T DAB MY WAX

HEARD THEY TALKING ALL THAT SHIT 
‘TIL I PULL UP THEN THEM NIGGAS BE SILENT
WHERE THE FUCK YOU AT
HEARD YOU TALKING SMACK

I RESONATE WITH THE ADDICTS
I EMULATE ALL THE BAD SHIT
I GIVES A FUCK IF THESE NIGGAS BE TALKING
CUZ ALL OF THESE NIGGAS SOME FAGGOTS 

I GIVES A FUCK WHAT THEY DOING (DICK RIDING)
JUST GO AHEAD AND GO PACK IT
I’M GONNA NEED ME A BOWL RIGHT NOW 
MY NIGGA SO I’M GONNA SNAP IT 

JUST LIKE NECK (AYE)
NO DISRESPECT 
GRABBING MY ROSIN 
THEN I’LL LEAVE YOU WET 

AND I HEARD THAT THEY TALKING
THESE NIGGAS NO THREATS
AND I DON’T GIVE NO FUCKS
I BE PULLING THESE STRINGS LIKE A FRET 

WHEN IT COMES TO THE DRUGS
I LIVE UNDER THE INFLUENCE 
AND NEVER ABOVE
I GIVES A FUCK

Y’ALL READY KNOW 
THAT THE TRAP 
USED TO BE A 
RELIABLE PLUG

SELLING THE CRACK
SELLING THE WHITE 
SELLING THE WAX
SELLING THE WHITE

SELLING THE SNOW 
SELLING THE DRINK
SELLING OUT EVERYTHING
THAT I CAN THINK

FIEND MUSIC

LYRICS:

I’M TIRED OF LIFE 
AND EVERYONE IN IT,
BELIEVING IN GOD
BUT YOU STILL ALL BE SINNING

ADDICTED TO WINNING 
SINCE THE BEGINNING 
YO’ GANG FULL OF HOES,
SO WE TREAT THEM LIKE WOMEN

LISTEN TO MY FLOW,
AND YO’ SOUL WONT DISMISS IT
LIKE THIS IS THE CODE 
YO’ DNA ENCRYPTED 

TRAP IS THE DOPE THAT YOU MISSIN’
THE DRUG THAT BE HITTIN’
THE FLIP TO DOUBLE UP YO’ LIMIT
I’LL MAKE YOU OD IN A MINUTE

IT’S FUCK WHAT ANYONE ELSE FEELIN’
IT’S TIME FOR THE KILLIN’
CUT ‘EM ALL OFF 
SACRIFICE’ EM JUST LIKE GRIFFIN

AND I HEARD THEY STILL TALKING 
BUT I AIN’T EVEN TRIPPING
GOTTA COME BACK, POP BACK 
LIKE THE CLIP IN 

NEVER GAVE 
A DAMN 
I SLAM DOWN 
LIKE PIPPEN

FUNNY ASS CLOWN THOUGHT 
HE CAME OUT FROM TOON WORLD
HEARD I FUCKED HIS BITCH
NOW HE GOTTA GET A NEW GIRL 

I AIN’T WITH THE DRAMA NIGGA
IM JUST LIVING LIFE 
GOTTA WATCH MY OWN BACK 
‘CAUSE EVERYBODY BE TRIFE

DROP HIM ON HIS (UGH) 
JUST LIKE A TOMBSTONE
TERP STEVE AUSTIN 
THE ROSIN IS TOO COLD

HOW I EAT THE DABS 
LIKE A SUMO NEVER GETTING FULL
PICKED SO MANY DABS THAT
I BROKE THE MOTHERFUCKING TOOL

I DON’T GIVE A DAMN
LIVING LIFE’S MEDIOCRE 
I AIN’T SUICIDAL
I’M A PESSIMISTIC SMOKER 

GET THE FUCK OUT MY FACE
GET THE FUCK OUT MY FACE
GET THE FUCK OUT MY FACE
GET THE FUCK OUT MY FACE
(VOICES IN MY HEAD WANNA TELL YOU) 

GET THE FUCK OUT MY FACE
(VOICES IN MY HEAD WANNA TELL YOU)
GET THE FUCK OUT MY FACE
(VOICES IN MY HEAD WANNA TELL YOU)

FUCKFROMME

LYRICS:

SMOKE A SACK
TAKE A DAB 
THIS FOR 
ALL MY FIENDS,

COP A DUB
OR BUY A PACK,
BREAK IT DOWN 
WITH ME,

I’VE BEEN RUNNING OFF 3 HOURS
NO I NEVER GET NO SLEEP
BECAUSE THERE IS MONEY TO BE MADE 
I’LL REST WHEN IM UNDER 6 FEET

& IF HE ACTING COLD WITH ME,
I’MA HIT W THE HEAT,
I HEARD HE VEGAN WHY HE BEEFING
I’LL LEAVE HIM HANGING OFF A TREE 

AND I AINT FUCKING WITH NOBODY
‘CAUSE NOBODY FUCK WITH ME
VOICES SAID I’LL BE SOMEBODY,
IN MY HEAD, THEY COMFORT ME

& THEY TOLD ME DONT BE LONELY,
WE’LL BE HOMIES ‘TIL YOU DECEASED,
WAKING UP EARLY AT 3 IN DA MORNING
THE VOICES BE CALLING 

IT’S FEELING LIKE TORTURE 
THEY TELL ME TO ASH ALL THESE ROACHES I SMOKE ‘EM ALL DOWN
NOW I GUESS ITS TIME FOR YOUR DEPARTURE

THE WAY I BE RUSHING 
JUST STRAIGHT TO ROSIN
YOU WOULD’VE THOUGHT 
IT WAS IMPORTANT 

VOICES IN MY HEAD SOUND DISTORTED
THE DRUGS THAT I GOT BE ASSORTED
SHE TEXTED ME BUT I IGNORED IT
REMEMBER I COULDNT AFFORD SHIT

NOW I JUST BE BUILDING A FORTUNE
YOU CANNOT INFILTRATE MY FORTRESS
MY BANK ACCOUNT GO BE ENORMOUS,
THESE BITCHES BE CALLIN’ ME GORGEOUS 

(WHEN IT COMES TO PACK 
BETTER BREAK IT DOWN QUICK
AND I HEARD HE WANT SMOKE 
SO NOW HE’S BUSTING OUT THE STICKS

AND I DON’T REALLY GIVE A DAMN 
MAN THAT’S JUST HOW IT IS
SAID I’M COMING FROM THE TRAP
MAN THAT’S JUST HOW I LIVE)

I REMEMBER THE DAYS I WAS PLUGGING
BACK WHEN MEMBERS ONLY 3 
WAS STILL BUMPING 
DIPNDABS HAD 
THE WHOLE TOWN JUMPING

NIGGAS MAD BECAUSE I WOULDNT BE FRONTING ANY GRAMS 
YEA THEM FIENDS WAS BUGGIN
YOU GOT NO CASH?  THEN YOU SMOKING NOTHING 

I WASN’T BUDGING EVERYTIME 
THEY ASKED ME
I KNOW MY SIGN DOESN’T SAY 
“THE DABS FREE”

GOT NO MONEY? 
THEN YOU CANT GET AT ME
AN “I OWE YOU” 
TELL ME WHAT DOES THAT MEAN 

‘CAUSE I KNOW YOU 
COULD BE REALLY CRAFTY
WHAT WOULD YOU DO 
FOR A GRAM OF THAT WEED? 

IT’S LIKE A ZOO, 
HOW YOU LOOKING AT ME 
AND WONDER HOW 
I KILL THE PACK AT THAT SPEED 

SIMPLE MATH, ADD IT UP 
IM GRABBING 
ALL THE MONEY LIKE 
THEY BOUTA TAX ME

IS IT NOT FUNNY 
JUST LIKE A LIL’ FANNY 
‘CAUSE YOU DONT KNOW 
ABOUT THE SHIT I’M PLANNING 

I’LL COVER UP 
ALL OF THESE PUSSIES LIKE PANTIES 
I’LL ERASE YO MEMORIES
CALL ME TRAP XANNI

I KNOW I’M THE PRODUCT 
THAT THEY BE DEMANDING 
I DON’T GIVE A FUCK IF THESE NIGGAS BE PLANNING MY DOWNFALL

I’M CHILLING RIGHT HERE
TAKING THESE DABS
SIPPING THIS BEER 
FUCK ‘EM

GIVE A FUCK ABOUT LIFE 
THE ENDING IS NEAR 
FOR PEOPLE 
SO I DO NOT TRUST THEM 

COME FUCK WITH THE MACK
I’LL FLAVOR YO’ EAR 
UNTIL YOUR WHOLE EARDRUM
IS BUSTED 

I STARTED OFF NICKS
AND NOW I BE 
SMOKING ON SHIT
AND YOU KNOW IT BE MUSTY 

REMEMBER THE BOWLS 
OF ALL OF THE DIRT WEED 
LEAVING THE BONG 
LOOKING DUSTY 

I DON’T GIVE A FUCK
‘BOUT NONE OF YOU CHUMPS
IN OTHER WORDS 
ALL OF YOU NOTHING

LISTEN TO MY FLOW 
IT CANNOT BE REPLICATED
NO YOU CANT TAKE IT 
FROM ME  

YOU COMING UP SHORT
JUST LIKE FRANK REYNOLDS 
AND ON MY SIDE 
IT’S ALWAYS SUNNY 

GET SMOKED LIKE A PORT 
IS WHAT’LL HAPPEN TO YOU
IF YOU THINK 
THIS SHIT IS FUNNY

I’M WHIPPING A FORD 
AND IN THIS LIL’ COUPEE’
I’M SITTING IN 
IS FEELING COMFY’

PICK DABS WITH A SWORD 
AND AFTER I TAKE THEM
YOU KNOW THAT A 
NIGGA BE SLUMPY 

DROPPING THESE BOMBS
LIKE I’M TAKA MICHINOKU
DROPPING THESE BOMBS 
LIKE IM GOKU 

I’LL GET IN YOUR HEAD 
LIKE SODUKU 
I DON’T GIVE A FUCK 
IF I KNOW YOU OR NOT 

I’M JUST LIKE A KERNEL 
I’M READY TO POP 
I’M JUST LIKE A PISTOL 
I’M READY TO COCK 

ON ALL OF YOU CUCKOLDS 
I DON’T GIVE A FUCK 
IF YOU READY OR NOT
AYE

LIKE TAKE IT ALL 
TAKE IT ALL 
TAKE IT ALL
TO THE FACE 

DRANK N SMOKE
DRANK N SMOKE
DRANK N SMOKE 
SMOKE N DRANK 

TAKE IT ALL (AYE)
TAKE IT ALL (AYE)
TAKE IT ALL (AYE)
TO THE FACE (AYE)

DRANK N SMOKE (AYE)
DRANK N SMOKE (AYE)
DRANK N SMOKE (AYE)
SMOKE N DRANK (AYE)

DRANK N SMOKE

LYRICS:
(YUNG MOOTLA)
HOE WANNA TALK TOO LATE NOW I’M BUSY
MONEY FLOW UP NOW A BITCH WANNA MISS ME
I’MA STACK UP I’MA COUNT NOW I’M BUSY
I’MA LIVE GOOD NOW A BITCH WANNA MISS ME 

HOE WANNA TALK TOO LATE NOW I’M BUSY
MONEY FLOW UP NOW A BITCH WANNA MISS ME
I’MA STACK UP I’MA COUNT NOW I’M BUSY
I’MA LIVE… 

(TRAP)
LET’S TAKE A DAB
NAH FUCK THAT LET’S HAVE A SESH 
HEARD THESE NIGGAS TALKING SHIT
MY BAD I DON’T MEAN TO DIGRESS,

BUT I CAN’T FUCK WITH
PUSSIES THAT’LL RIDE DICK
MIGHT AS WELL JUST SUCK IT
I DON’T KNOW WHY THEY HIDING

I’LL PULL UP RIGHT BESIDE HIM
BUT I KNOW HE DON’T WANT WAR
BETTER ACT LIKE Y’ALL KNOW
I AIN’T GOT TIME FOR CONVOS

I’LL SET THIS SHIT TO WOMBO
HIT ‘EM WITH A COMBO
I DON’T DAB I GLOB HOE
RIP ORLANDO,

I HARDLY HAD A DAD
BUT AT LEAST I GREW UP 
WITH MY UNCLE
FROM HIM I LEARNED TO HUSTLE 

A MISFIT IN THIS PUZZLE
JUST A SKINNY MOTHAFUCKA
PUSHING WEIGHT
LIKE I WAS TRYNA’ GAIN MUSCLE,

AIN’T NOTHING CHANGED 
BUT THE STRUGGLES
THESE ROSIN GRAMS THAT I JUGGLE 
BE GETTING CRACKED LIKE A KNUCKLE, 

I USED TO COP FOR THE WHOLESALE 
SMOKE HALF THEN MAKE DOUBLE 
COMPETITION GOT MAD ‘CAUSE THEY PROFITS CAME IN SHORT LIKE STUBBLE 

AND I AIN’T LOOKING FOR NO TROUBLE
I DIDN’T MEAN TO BURST YOUR BUBBLE 
BUT IF I GOTTA SELL THE ROSIN 
JUST TO MAKE A LIVING FUCK IT I’MA HUSTLE

THIS FLOW COMING FROM A BASTARD
JUST LIKE SPLINTER I’M A MASTER
I’MA TAKE THE FIRST DAB THEN 
YOU CAN HIT THIS SHIT AFTER 

GHOSTING DABS LIKE CASPER
TRAP LOOK SO DAPPER 
STACKING UP MY MONEY BUT 
I’M TRYNA’ FIND A WAY TO STACK IT FASTER

(YUNG MOOTLA)
HOE WANNA TALK TOO LATE NOW I’M BUSY
MONEY FLOW UP NOW A BITCH WANNA MISS ME
I’MA STACK UP I’MA COUNT NOW I’M BUSY
I’MA LIVE GOOD NOW A BITCH WANNA MISS ME 
(2x)

NOT ME (featuring YUNG MOOTLA)

LYRICS: 

(CRASH) 
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, AYE
(4x)
I GET THE MONEY I FEEL LIKE A 
I GET THAT MONEY I FEEL LIKE A 
I GET THAT MONEY I STILL GOT THAT 
EVEN NO MONEY I STILL GOT THAT
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, AYE

EVEN NO MONEY I STILL GOT THAT DRIP
EVEN NO MONEY I STILL GOT A BIH’
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, AYE
I GET THAT MONEY SHE THINK I’M THE
SHE GETTING MONEY THEN GIVE ME THE
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, AYE

I GET THAT MONEY I FEEL LIKE THE
I GET THAT MONEY SHE SIT ON MY
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, AYE 
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, AYE 

(TRAP)
STARTED OFF BROKE 
BUT WE STILL WAS SMOKING 
RUBBING TWO NICKS 
TO GET THE DIME BAG OPEN

PUSSY TALKING SHIT 
BUT I AIN’T GOT NO TIME TO QUOTE HIM
FLOWING IN THIS BITCH
YEA THEY CALL ME TRAP DOLPHIN 

FUCKING AROUND 
LIKE WE WHIPPIN’ A HONDA 
THEN CRASH AND TRAPPRINCE 
HAD DONE UNDERGONE A 

NEW TRANSFORMATION 
WE ROCKIN’ POTARAS 
TRAPCRASH IN THIS BITCH
AIN’T NOTHING CAN HARM US 

GOT SO MUCH LOUD 
IT’S GON’ SET THE ALARMS OFF 
SMOKE A WHOLE POUND 
GIVE A FUCK WHAT THE COST IS 

I DON’T FUCK WITH NO CROWD 
BECAUSE ALL OF ‘EM GOSSIP
DROPPING THESE BOMBS 
LIKE I GOT ROCKET LAUNCHERS 

ANYBODY THAT BE WANTING SMOKE 
I LAY THE SMACKDOWN 
I DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT LIFE
AND I NEVER BACK DOWN

PUSSY MOTHAFUCKA ALWAYS TALKING
THATS A SAD SOUND 
LAUGHING AT HIS LIFE 
LIKE A DAMN CLOWN
WHEN I’M ON THE MIC I CAN’T BACK OUT
MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT I LET THE PACK OUT
FUCK AROUND, FUCK AROUND 
THAT’S HOW  
(2x)

MYSTIC ROSIN FROM THE ANCIENT CULTIVATION 
SMOKE FILLED CHAMBERS 
WHEN I’M DABBING 
IN MY BASEMENT 
(4x)

SMOKING BROKE (featuring CRASH)

LYRICS:

CANNABILISTIC INSTINCT  
IS MY NATURE 
YEAH I GOT A GOOD TASTE
TRAP HANNIBAL LECTOR,

QUICK TO FUCK UP
ANY SUCKA NIGGA IN YOUR SECTOR
IN YOUR SECTION
DOPE FLOWING LIKE INJECTIONS

I’M GOING SO HARD LIKE ERECTIONS
FAR FROM PERFECTION
‘BOUTA OPEN UP ANOTHER JAR
LIKE IT’S XMAS

I’M KNOW FOR THE SESSIONS
RUTHLESS AGRESSION
EXORCIST WITH ALL THE DABS
CALL THAT A TERP POSESSION

HOW IT GOES WITH MY FLOWS
I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE NEXT IS
NO I’M NOT THE GOAT
BUT IN MY DISTRICT I’M THE BEST THEN

FUCKING AROUND WITH MYSTIC STYLEZ
UNDERGROUND SOUND
CAME FROM MYSTIC
TUCKING A FROWN AND FAKING A SMILE
I LIVE LIFE PESSIMISTIC 

I’M DABBING SO MUCH,
I FINISHED ANOTHER GRAM
TRAP A SERIAL DABBER
HE KILLING ALL THE WAX

I RETIRED FROM TRAPPING 
AIN’T NO MORE PUSHING PACKS
AND I’M TIRED OF 
CAPPING ASS RAPPERS
THAT YAP ABOUT NOTHING 
AND STAY FRONTING 
‘CAUSE THEY ALWAYS BUGGING 
AND SMOKING ON TRASH

KILLADAB (prod. DOMYMYSTIC)

LYRICS:

(TRAP)
PUSSY WETTER THAN THE ROSIN 
THAT IM PICKING IN 
& I’M OPENING THESE BOXES 
LIKE IT’S CHRISTMAS 

IT’S LIKE THIS LIKE 
A SPECIAL MOMENT AT A CHRISTANIN’
& IF I PIPE UP ON THE MIC
I MIGHT JUST KILL A KID

TRAP COLUMBINE
BUT I BE LOOKING INNOCENT
LIKE HOW THE FUCK HE GET AWAY
FROM ALL THE WITNESSES 

CHAOTIC SCENE 
WHERE EVERYBODY ACT BELLIGERENT,
NOW THAT’S THE TYPE OF WORLD 
THAT I WANNA BE LIVING IN 

AIN’T WITH TYPE SHIT,
GET ALL THAT HYPE SHIT
THE FUCK UP OUT OF HERE 
I DON’T GIVE A DAMN PUSSY
YOU IS NOT THE ONE I FEAR 

I’VE NEVER MET A PUSSY 
THAT IVE BEEN AFRAID OF
PUT YOU ON PLATE 
FROM THE WAY I ATE UP

KENDRICK VS DRAKE TAUGHT ME
I NEED TO HATE UP
THIS YO FINAL DESTINATION 
I’MA FUCK YO’ FATE UP

I GOT LYRICS OUTTA POCKET
THAT’LL MAKE YOU SAY WHAT
SAID I’M COMING THE TRAP
WHERE I KNOW YOU AIN’T FROM

AINTNOPUSSY (featuring DOMYMYSTIC)

9 TO MY DOME (featuring LORD DISMAYNE)

ROODY-POO FREESTYLE (PROD. ANARCHYG187)

LYRICS:

It’s been a minute since I killed an instrumental 
Ain’t nothing changed 
Except the health of my mental 

It’s fuck the world 
Ain’t nobody here my kinfolk 
They heard the first verse
& now they want the info

You talking bout you gon high
Lil bitch I been stoned 
And it’s sounding so crazy 
How I can just stop in the middle & switch flows 

Make it hot like a big stove
Make it hot like an e-nail
I don’t get on my socials 
Cuz I’m anti-social 
So just send the beat to my email

These niggas acting like females
I’m getting high 
Don’t need details
Fuck up my high 
then get derailed,
If you wanting a feat
I need Zelle,

I’m back on the bullshit,
I’ll never be sober,
I’m needing the drugs
Cuz the voices be calling

I love what I do 
& I love my partner 
But I hate myself
But yo that’s not important,

Dabbing it everyday 
Cuz life ain’t happening 
Heard he make music
But he always cap in it

Just like a zombie 
I’m back in it
Just like a fiend 
How I’m packing it 

Looking at me
Is a privilege
Bitch my whole style 
immaculate 

Kaio-Ken style
I’m damaging 
You gon need 
to bring the bandages

Start shit with me
I will handle it 
I stay lit just like a
Candle did 

Speak on my name
Is some slanderous 
I am geeked up like
Ned Flanders’ kid

Expanding my madness 
On the pad of my tablet,
Flow on the beat 
While I sink every battle ship

Fucking with me 
Gonna lead up to bad events
Devilish thoughts 
Come to life when I manifest,

Voices in me,
But I know I can manage them 
Holding his spleen, 
That’s right after I damaged him

Asking me why 
I just said for the hell of it 
You just an asshole
can tell by the smell of it
Heard yo bitch ran a train 
you think she heaven-set

MINUTE MOTIVATION (PROD. MYSTIC)

HASH ASH'N

LYRICS:
INHALE, EXHALE
JUST LIKE IM GOLDUST
ROSIN IN MY LUNGS
& MY CONSCIENCE GIVING NO FUCKS

ORGASMIC WITH THE MONEY
IT AINT FUNNY GIVE ME MORE LOVE
I’M JUST TRYNA HAVE A BANK ACCOUNT
LIKE MR. WARBUCKS

PLAIN & SIMPLE LIKE THE NBA
DRAFT I NEED MORE BUCKS
NIGGAS ACTING COCKY
‘TIL THEY ENDED UP LIKE CORKUS

TRAP HAS THAT STYLE
THAT CAN NEVER BE EXPORTED
ONLY TIME YALL BE YOURSELVES
IS WHEN THE CAMERA’S NOT RECORDING

I DON’T TRUST NO MOTHAFUCKA
WHEN YOU DO THEY START MORPHING
I AINT FUCKING WITH THE INDUSTRY
THIS MUSIC AINT IMPORTANT

I’M JUST TRYNA VENT FRUSTRATIONS
LET EMOTIONS START POURING
HE’S A LEGEND IN THE MAKING
BUT AT GLANCE HE LOOKS BORING

THEY AINT FUCKING W HIS SOUND
CUZ THE CROWD LIKES FAMILIAR
WONT GET OUT THEY COMFORT ZONE
CUZ THEY THINK IT’LL KILL YA,

RATHER RIDE A BOT
CUZ THEY FOLLOWERS IN THE MILLIONS
ONLY FUCKING WITH YOUR STYLE
WHEN THEY THINK THEY CAN STEAL IT
(FUCK THAT)

INHALE, EXHALE JUST LIKE IM,
JUST LIKE IM GOLDUST (4x)

I CAN SHOW YOU HOW TO KILL THESE SYLLABLES & CONSONANTS
I’M JUST TRYNA EARN ENOUGH
TO VISIT EVERY CONTINENT

ANY PATH YOU TAKE
THEY’LL STILL HATE AND TALK
WITH CONFIDENCE
PUT THEM ON THE SAME ROUTE
GUARANTEE THEY WOULD’VE CALLED IT QUITS

JUST LIKE POKÉMON
JUST KEEP EVOLVING INTO LARGER SHIT
USED TO HAGGLE HASH
NOW I’M BUDTENDER BARTERING

KILLA ON THE MIC
MASS MURDERER SENTENCE SLAUGHTERING
MALEFICENT MUSICIAN
HE CAN EVEN MAKE YOUR DAUGHTER SING

POP THIS RED PILL
LET ME HELP YOU FEEL REALITY
BREAKING THROUGH THE BULLSHIT
THAT THE MATRIX HAS IN FRONT OF ME

NOWADAYS PEOPLE
ACT LIKE THEY MADE ARTIFICIALLY
WONT ENGAGE ‘TIL THE ALGORITHM
SAID ITS OKAY TO SEE

GOLDUST (INHALE, EXHALE) (Prod. TRAPPRINCE)

Aquatic Ambience

UnderWater (Prod. GYPTXVN)

Oceanic Romeo (Prod. CHRIS ROMERO)

B urself (Prod. Devaloop)

Samurai Sauce (Prod.bsd.u)

LouderSpace (Prod. Lil Chef Beats)

Made the beat myself, produced the track myself, now listen to what I did myself.

Hope (Prod. TrapPrince)

Gorilla Press Drop (Prod. swirl)

Nail (Prod. Ank3)

This wouldn't be for Abra. Props/thanks for him bringing back the Lofi into my life. 
Enjoy.

TrapPrince

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