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[T.R.I.P.]

Paranoid
You can find me lurking in the night
I can feel the mothafuckin evil hunting with scythe 
Someone call my doctor, think I lost my fuckin mind 
If feel this way tomorrow, I promise that you gon die 

If I said I got your back then it’s to the grave 
If I said this pussy fake, we can run the fade 
UAV 7 0 deuce, where I fuckin stay, Ain’t nobody coming to save you
pussies my 9 go bang 

Red dot scoping on yo mothafuckin cranium
Got the 9 milimeter
I’m busting shots like I’m painting ‘em
Fuck it I’m just sick of ‘em
Got the hounds they sicken em’
Burn they fuckin bodies and break they necks just by hangin ‘em

[VAGUE]

Hold up
You sayin Doctor Satan has arrived?
With all that shit you talkin, you will never be revived
I keep on buildin on whatever that is trapped inside
And I will I’ll never find the fucken  truth thats hidden from my eyes
So many people always dark sided on the soul
Lost souls from the graves, they crave just to be a whole

And live again, just a matter of a sin
Just to fuck it up again, and nothin in the mind to make amends
Crossed over dark matter, another name for dark shadows
Walk-in over hard gravel, just to grab the black candles
Light’ em up and pass the samples, ritual to be a vandal
UAV is in my blood and now it showin on my mantle

PARANOID (Prod. EYKEY)

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Fuck boy what is happening?
Get the fuck out my sight, i’m rolling wit my dragons
And we will end your life, I grab the AK and cock it
It wants to exercise, this shit is jumping
Ain’t no mothafuckin compromise you going to die
Fuck boy what is happening?
Get the fuck out my sight, i’m rolling wit my dragons
And we will end your life, I grab the AK and cock it
It wants to exercise, this shit is jumping
Ain’t no mothafuckin compromise you going to die

[T.R.I.P.]

Straight out the psych ward with a mothafuckin machete
Do not come out doors, i’m an outlaw creepin with a m4
Put the mask on and i’m ready for an all out war
I don’t think these fuckin boys even have a clue
What I’m ready to do, I’ll bring pain to anything that moves
Ill raise hell if I have to, if it means bagging bodies
Then I’m back to the booth with a mad tune

Shots popping off sounding, like a mothafuckin nascar
When I’m coming through
Got the whole gang outside and we mobbin through
Like a fuckin zoo I’m a menace too
Sit the fuck the if you ain’t bout this shit
Throw the gang up if you rep my set
We don’t fuck around with them lame ass kids
Bitch stay in your lane or you’ll wig will get split

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Fuck boy what is happening?
Get the fuck out my sight, i’m rolling wit my dragons
And we will end your life, I grab the AK and cock it
It wants to exercise, this shit is jumping
Ain’t no mothafuckin compromise you going to die
Fuck boy what is happening?
Get the fuck out my sight, i’m rolling wit my dragons
And we will end your life, I grab the AK and cock it
It wants to exercise, this shit is jumping
Ain’t no mothafuckin compromise you going to die

[VAGUE]

Bet you little bitches wanna brawl now
I'ma keep on goin till you fucken face down
Too much talkin keep yo mothafucken tone down
Better look up instead of just fucken runnin around
All these mothafuckas thinkin they can talk all that shit
But have nothin to prove but got a mouth that don't fit
After awhile man I'm sick of this shit
When the reaper comes to put a fucken end to this shit

And the world is mess
So now my mind is mess
I grew up from the fucken gutter so I'll never confess
And the panic that I feel always up in my chest
I take a couple of xans and I've settled wit less
Be a lesson learned, with the things we earn
More money, more problems it becomes a concern
I wait for the day that, I'm put in a urn
And I thrive in the pay, till it has taken it turn yeah

Single

DRAGONS [Prod. FALLEN]

[HOOK: VAGUE]

All of the unknown, and we try to let it go
But were haunted by the shadows, and surrounded by a bunch of ghosts
It's never really been impossible
Look at all the signs that we see in the unknown
Keep on trying to let it go
But were haunted by the shadows, and surrounded by a bunch of ghosts
It's never really been impossible
Look at all the signs that we see in the unknown

[VAGUE]

I'll keep on hauntin till hes dead
Wasting no more time, it's the life that he spent
It's the taste, it's a waste
It's the blood around face
It's the evil that is comin from inside of us, around this place

It's such a simple disguise
I'm always feeling like the time is comin only to die
Its seemin like it so impossible to say my goodbyes
Look I'm feenin, for some meaning
Just to save my demise, I know

[T.R.I.P.]

If I got a problem, then I let it be known
So ima let the pussies know that we ain’t playing no more
It’s UAV all day everyday to grave, yea I say it all the time
But it’s the only thing I bang, so what fuck boy keep it moving
You gone end up turning in your grave to my music
Cause you hating life and you always steady losing
And you looking for a handout mothafucka
Yea we knew it mothafucka what?

[HOOK: VAGUE]

All of the unknown, and we try to let it go
But were haunted by the shadows, and surrounded by a bunch of ghosts
It's never really been impossible
Look at all the signs that we see in the unknown
Keep on trying to let it go
But were haunted by the shadows, and surrounded by a bunch of ghosts
It's never really been impossible
Look at all the signs that we see in the unknown

VALHALLA

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Hit that mothafucka with that
Buckshot, buckshot
Blood is splattered on my clothes
Buckshot, buckshot
Cock it back and let it blow
Buckshot, buckshot
Let them bodies hit the floor
Buckshot, buckshot
Hit that mothafucka with that
Buckshot, buckshot
Blood is splattered on my clothes
Buckshot, buckshot
Cock it back and let it blow
Buckshot, buckshot
Let them bodies hit the floor
Buckshot, buckshot

[T.R.I.P.]

Lately I been feeling spontaneous
If you see me creeping in the night
Cover your esophagus
Catch you bitches lacking
The pistol always be packing, the Uzi spraying sporadic
My whole gang is schizophrenic hoe
Welcome to the zoo, who let the cobra loose?
Catch me spitting fuckin venom at mothafuckas who didn’t move
This your last warning mothafucka, watch yo fuckin mouth
UAV is on the hunt, we taking bodies down and we

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Hit that mothafucka with that
Buckshot, buckshot
Blood is splattered on my clothes
Buckshot, buckshot
Cock it back and let it blow
Buckshot, buckshot
Let them bodies hit the floor
Buckshot, buckshot
Hit that mothafucka with that
Buckshot, buckshot
Blood is splattered on my clothes
Buckshot, buckshot
Cock it back and let it blow
Buckshot, buckshot
Let them bodies hit the floor
Buckshot, buckshot

[VAGUE]

Bleeding thru my eyes, I see past disguises
Only in the field to heal my demise
All the shit we've seen has been long lie
It's not what you feel, it's been hidden inside

Bunch of rats, we killen 'em off too fast
You've been livin in a dream, that only serves the mass
Attackin all the walls in minds that never fall
And find all the faults that you thought were small
Yeah

BUCKSHOT [Prod. EYKEY]

[HOOK: VAGUE]

I've been on my own, yeah
Have you ever felt alone? Yeah
I've been always on my own, yeah
Have you ever felt alone? Yeah

[VAGUE]

Look
Many months since I felt gone
Hope it never last cause i'm sick and I've been done
And keep in mind of all the shit that we pass on
Even our legacies they will learn from us
So fuck what you know
All the little things, bitch i've heard it all before
It Isn't new to me, but I hear it more and more
Too often, I'm lost
I Don't know who to care for
And I hide it so well
That many people never see, i'm in hell
I've been tryin to break the walls just to get out myself
I can't do it alone, so I'm still stuck in this cell
It can't help that its hard not to lose control
Many options I've lost, thought I lost 'em all
And the ones that are left only shows my flaws
I'm feeling so helpess cause

[HOOK: VAGUE]

I've been on my own, yeah
Have you ever felt alone? Yeah
I've been always on my own, yeah
Have you ever felt alone? Yeah

[T.R.I.P.]

Lost inside my mind, my souls been damaged, I feel weak
Walking down this lonely path I hate this feeling, I can’t breathe
Evil lurks while you can’t sleep, put your faith inside the beast
Only place forever promised is right underneath your feet
Pick your poison and you’ll see, bad things tend to follow me
Where’s the light when I can’t see?
In the dark with all the freaks

Ive tried my best to break away, but the darkness won’t let me free
Here’s my soul I rest in piece
Here’s my heart but not the key so

[HOOK: VAGUE]

I've been on my own, yeah
Have you ever felt alone? Yeah
I've been always on my own, yeah
Have you ever felt alone? Yeah

DAMAGED [Prod. EYKEY]

[T.R.I.P.]

I’m coming back with that dark no fuckin with my gang
Aim is sharp like a marksman, i’ll put one in your brain
All my brothers got my back, and we the wolves that bring you pain
UAV is always looking for another fuckin case
Seeing red, got this bloody vision picturing niggas dead
On the set, talking shit
You going to be swallowing all this lead
Feel the breeze that’s from my bullets that is passing by your head
Feel the evilness that’s through my music speaking from the chest

[SCHIZO]

We got the voodoo 
we packin buku in backpacks
You catchin bullets we brutal 
We droppin bodies like Baghdad
I take it back to beginnings goin mad like it’s Manson
We got the AKs they burstin yo bodies right where they landin
That shit ain’t random can’t fathom my mental state is so twisted 
And I’mma burn with my family cuz we all down with our demons 
Say fuck the Bible and blessings cuz I don’t need yo religion
You take a scripture and twist it until live in a prison 

[VAGUE]

So many of you bitches always scared of the facts
And always taken on advice but never once gave it back
I’ve heard it all, and it’s no excuse
Find the match so I can light the fuse
Nevermind what I got to lose
Build an empire there’s your proof

Hold up, wait
All that shit you sayin is no debate
We rollin with the dead, got machetes in the shed
Grab the homies and the narcs about to be some fucken bloodshed
Just pile it on, fucken lips won’t close until they gone

BLOODSHED (Feat. Schizo)

[HOOK: VAGUE]

You should only judge on what you really see
Instead of hidin blind
And keep guessin what is me?
All you bitches always chasin cause of greed
In the end you finally realize in the dirt we all bleed

[VAGUE]

We all bleed, we all the same
Have different minds, but we share the pain
I know the game, and I know the motives
Rob me and I know who stole it
Grab the Glock and I cock it, I know that’s the end so I stop it
Im not in it for the fucken profit
Open up my mind up, break the locket

Reach inside, take a look inside my mind
Nothin changes when I sleep, only when I plan to rise

Sometimes I wish I could go ghost
And come back, and be intact
And share a toast with all the bros
But life ain’t that simple
It’s filled wit hate, and full of fakes, it’s taken up my real estate
I wanna break, I’m on the move
With the all shit you can relate to

[HOOK]

You should only judge on what you really see
Instead of hidin blind
And keep guessin what is me
All you bitches always chasin cause of greed
In the end you finally realize in the dirt we all bleed

[T.R.I.P]

Yeah, yeah
As I lay my self to sleep, I gave the devil my soul to keep
Watching as the earth unfolds the reaper bouta sweep it clean
Burning flames that’s in my eyes, haunted figures in my dreams
Throwing all this cash and I don’t give a fuck on what’s the fee

What’s the point living if you can’t accept the truth?
What’s the point of acting hard if you ain’t going to shoot?
Invested in myself so I can never lose
If you got a fucking problem you might end up on the news
Yeah
Dial 911, because I’m coming bitch
T.R.I.P. has risen up, do not fucking flinch

GREED [Prod. EYKEY]

[HOOK: VAGUE]

All the pain inside it's just another day
With the panic that is deep inside, it just won't go away
My mental is decaying but it's okay
UAV here to stay until the day we in a grave

All the pain inside it's just another day
With the panic that is deep inside, it just won't go away
My mental is decaying but it's okay
UAV here to stay until the day we in a grave

[VAGUE]

Yeah
Yeah we're lined up for combat
Fuck you mean just to go back?
Mental state on the coat rack
Takes sometime just to know that
When you wanna handle some business pick a time and place
What can go wrong and the feeling strong
Put a 44 in your face

How I deal with my life I ain't really know
Just ignorin all my problems as they show up at my door
It's pilling up in stacks we know that shit as fucken pain
But I know how to hide that shit until I'm fucken grey

[HOOK: VAGUE]

All the pain inside it's just another day
With the panic that is deep inside, it just won't go away
My mental is decaying but it's okay
UAV here to stay until the day we in a grave

All the pain inside it's just another day
With the panic that is deep inside, it just won't go away
My mental is decaying but it's okay
UAV here to stay until the day we in a grave

[T.R.I.P.]

Coming around the mothafuckin block in an all white Benz
Who want gunsmoke?
Got that 9 millimeter and I’m pressing the barrel against your mothafuckin tonsils
And I blow out the back of your throat
Hoe I’m not playing
I’ll leave you decaying the fuck is you sayin?
Ain’t gonna lie I been getting complacent
Trying act hard we know that you faking homie

Walk the talk, mortified I came to fuckin kill you pussies
My fuckin shotgun buckin, I think I’m on to something
You best not make a fuckin sound, UAV will come around just to put you in the ground hoe

THE COLLECTOR

[T.R.I.P.]

I never been the type to fold
UAV inside blood my veins are ice cold
Underground legends yea you mothafuckas know
If i’m lurking around yo block then we totin 44s
Ain’t no fuckin stopping me, I swear My breed is different
We just walk up in the function and we taking all your bitches
She feeling on waistline, got the glock 9
Got them hallow points waiting for your ass like

[VAGUE]

Yeah
Fuck goodbyes
Too many bitches too leave alive
Yeah I'm sick of the bullshit, it's all the time
It's like my mind is always fighting with itself
And it's never letting up, can I put on a shelf?
Many things in this life that you try to understand
Like your friends wanna see you fall rather then see you stand
Shit is only comin to an end just to lash out
Keep it fucken goin in your mind till you pass out

[SCHIZO]

I pray to god you never see me get vindictive
If you fuckin with the gang then my intentions get malicious
I get down my nine get vicious
Love revenge that shit delicious
Imma king no opposition
Fuck religion imma misfit
Got the gas maxed mags packed Mack strapped in every moment
Sprayin abstract masked back guns are loaded
I ain’t afraid pulled trigger holdin my composer
If your dick just hit the dirt I give you my condolence

My mind is fuckin twisted
It’s a flaw that I have mentioned
Skin your body on a cross
And that’s my thoughts on all religion
Contradiction in a scripture yet it’s words that you embody
It was built to be a prison keep open minded blinded
You a sheep if you believe it every word is fuckin toxic
when my blades against they necks they always askin where they god is
There’s no peace among the silent
I’m the voice behind the riots
I’m the reason that I’m heard
I’ll find the peace amongst the violence

[TVBUU]

We gonna make 'em fade away bitch
We drag the body in the mist
Crawled up out the grave yard
With my throat already slit
We don't give a shit
I grab the gun, and let it rip
Until you fade away
And throw the body in the ditch
Imma dip quick
Then hit the fucking kill switch
Everybody hit the floor
We terrorizing with the clique
Watch me hit a flip
My personality
It switch
You'll go up in a blaze
We get burning down your crib

Taking off, I'm a lost cause
Mothafucka pause, you get Lost
Taking it off
Thinking that
You can come sit with a boss
Take off the bras
Take out the bitches
That's thinking that they
Will never pay the cost
To get on the level
With muthafuckas
That be killing it
Bitch we be colder than frost
Leave you in awe
Yeah it's kinda foggy, I feel it hardly
The rain outside my window
Devil screaming, till it haunts me
It's hardly, really hard for me
To try to cause peace
So I cock the gun
That I just bought Until it sparks heat

[Jerome The Prince]

It’s Young Jerome, really a different breed boy
They ain’t fucking with me, or UAV boy
If you want that smoke, pull up and get destroyed
Together we got more fucking hits than three Floyds
Yeah, we’re just totally different
We put you six feet deep, call that socially distant
We ain’t some local nobody’s, they globally listen
Send me the beat and I can’t help it, uncontrollably killing
For real, I’m so raw with it, swear that you are all finished
My shorty always pleasure me but I am all business
Yeah, man this is murder I wrote
I heard that, God forgives, motherfucker I don’t
So don’t, step to me or that step will be your last boy
Handing me your mixtape, that shit in the trash boy
Vin Diesel, cause you know I’m living fast boy
I’m only in the back when they save the best for last boy

AIRBORNE (Feat. Schizo, TVBUU & Jerome The Prince) [Prod. Yung Pear]

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Taking a couple steps back, back when i would tie the noose
Now they see me on the news with that choppa that’s bustin loose
Are you bout it? Tell me are you bout it 
Are you bout? Tell me are you bout it? 

And if they keep on acting shady, that when we don’t trust again
Just unload that fuckin rage and make them pussies pay for that
Are you bout it? Tell me are you bout it 
Are you bout? Tell me are you bout it? 

[VAGUE]

Surrounded by the voices that are talkin’ in my head
Man I wake up all the time, really thinkin that I might be dead
Dealin with the stress, and you dealin with your fucken life
The reason that we do it, so that we fucken feel alive

All we see is play, but you can’t seem to find rewind
Hate the fact that fixin’ fuck-ups, always gonna take some time
Matter of fact, that your memories forever last
The Devil diggin’ deeper
Hopin he can bring up darker pasts

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Taking a couple steps back, back when i would tie the noose
Now they see me on the news with that choppa that’s bustin loose
Are you bout it? Tell me are you bout it 
Are you bout? Tell me are you bout it? 

And if they keep on acting shady, that when we don’t trust again
Just unload that fuckin rage and make them pussies pay for that
Are you bout it? Tell me are you bout it 
Are you bout? Tell me are you bout it? 

[T.R.I.P.]

I live a fast life, never on that slow paced shit
In my space ship doing donuts middle fingers to the masons 
Yea you mothafuckaz said that we’d never make it
Now i’m sitting back smoking like i’m on vacation Bitch

Staying low cuz you never know 
Plenty haters sitting back praying that u fold 
Watch these so called  “homies” all turn into hoes
Never get too comfortable stay up on your toes

[HOOK: T.R.I.P.]

Taking a couple steps back, back when i would tie the noose
Now they see me on the news with that choppa that’s bustin loose
Are you bout it? Tell me are you bout it 
Are you bout? Tell me are you bout it? 

And if they keep on acting shady, that when we don’t trust again
Just unload that fuckin rage and make them pussies pay for that
Are you bout it? Tell me are you bout it 
Are you bout? Tell me are you bout it?

BOUT IT [Prod. FALLEN]

[T.R.I.P]

Loading the hallow tips up, I cock it back and bust
Y’all are fuckin with the reaper the one that was sent above
Doing the devils work, riding in a fuckin hearse
Just a mothafucka risin' out the mud and born to murk

There's a lot mothafuckas doubtin' on the fuckin come up
Ima fuck you up and drag your lifeless body straight down under
Me and my brotha run this game and we don’t plan to be out numbered
Raise your hand I’ll break your jaw and kill a million mothafuckas Bitch

[HOOK: T.R.I.P]

Redrum
Murder, Murder (x8)

[VAGUE]

Yeah
Look into my eyes, I see the spite
You thinkin ima die, don’t bring a knife
Many gonna make the same mistake
I really hope the devil doesn’t wake
He got a lot to say

Im risin up-from the dirt-I’m bringin hell
Just by lookin all around me, all my servants under spells
When I try to find myself
I put UAV on my shelf
You gon never make a sale
Cause I ain’t got a soul to sell

[HOOK: T.R.I.P]

Redrum
Murder, Murder (x8)

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