[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: 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]

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]

[T.R.I.P.]

For the last time 
Ima kill these mothafuckas like the front line 
Treating these rappers like my kids, I give ‘em bath times 
Hang these mothfuckas up by a phone line
I’m the poltergeist and collecting these souls of mine 
Night terrorizer it says it on my grave 
Fuck your god it’s UAV when I pray 
Game corrupted, I’m grippin the Ak
I’m popping these mothafuckas that be getting in my way
Your body rotten and forgotten in the woods 
Pulled up in the F80, so you bitches know what’s good 
I’m toe taggin
Running laps around the track while you fuckin lacking 
I’m the hellraiser slashing shit with my hatchet 

[VAGUE]

Body locked up, panic got me crossed up
Never underminin all the symptoms, it’s too fucked up
Interruptin everything I do just to dose up
Bein on the edge of anything you ever fond of
The Reaper comin in the night terrors at your low
The demons that surroundin me are here to take a soul
If suicide is not a thought, then what you bitchen for?
Pussy mothafuckas thinkin they life is on overload
Toe taggin, just another word for body stackin
All the good music underground, shit is false flaggin
Where’s the come up on this shit? It’s mad draggin
Keep on fakin all your views and posts, cause it’s still cappin

TOE TAGGIN' [Prod. KVRT]

can't believe i almost slept on this...

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LYRICS -

What is the opperative
Losing ya consiousness
Aint no more profiting
We are the opposites
Breaking the promises
Lucifer offering
Claiming my dominance
What is the problem bitch
So catastrophic
We losing the profit
These niggas be wildin
We put em in coffins
there aint no more logic
Kim using atomic
This isnt a comic
Its just so ironic
That these mfs talkin shit
All that shit
That they got the nuclear but 
They aint nukin shit
Some niggas thinkin that they are befriending me
But they are now realizing
Theyre my enemies
Standing on my own grave
Wondering how i let the system turn me to a slave
Im really not trynna play they game
But they aint gonna do a thang
Cuz all of this tragedy
Losing my sanity
this aint a fantasy
Using profanity
Describing reality
Peoples mentality
Waisting vitality
Causing fatalities
Hitting capacity
Aint no more asking me
When did u ever think u was surpassing me
U aint harrasing me 
You just distracting me
U a distraction b
Fuck everythang
Man fuck what anyone say
Ima just do my thang
Ima just do my thang
Rolling  wit my gameplan till the death of me
I been seeing green lights none of yall ahead of me 
I am an animal
Eating these rappers up like im a cannibal
I am not casual
My speech is flamable
So supernatural
Damage collateral
Shooting so masterful
Boy u be talkin that shit like we aint put a spell on you 
U step up to me but u aint on my Pedastal
You is not better than me who the fuck is  you frontin to
Let me get a little bit more vicious
Let me show u why ill put chu with the fishes
Man The smith & wesson ready with the bullets in it
It could really pop off any fucking minute
This is aint where i gotta end my story
dodging all the demons trynna take my glory
But i aint really say none
Same bum mufucka since day one

BERNIEMACELEVEN - BER$ERK

Chetta - FORTYKAY

BETTER THE DEVILS YOU KNOW (Ft. UNAVERAGE GANG) Prod. FALLEN

PULL UP Ft. TOMMY KRISTO (Prod. LIFER)

TORMENT (feat. SCHIZO) [Prod. FALLEN]

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UNAVERAGE GANG

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