damn I fuck with ur moves 😤🔥🔥🔥🔥❤️

Verse 1:
You can ask my niggas, I’ve been on shit 
Gotta trust the process 
The shit I’m bout to drop gon make boom bap moshpit
What I say comes true I’m like a modern day prophet 
I know Niggas praying I don’t drop this 
“Cause he did with Triple Dollar Sign was outta pocket”
“He took all the of the shine from all the niggas that we’re dropping”
Like what do you expect no body locked in 
Like I am, y’all did a track then stopped I couldn’t stop shit 
Watch this
2025 I’m taking off just like a rocket
I’m straight outta nasa, in my prime you cannot stop this  
Everybody dope and lyrical until I walk in 
Everybody tryna body me but they ain’t dropping

Verse 2:
And My circle getting smaller like the storms eye on fortnite 
Locked up the stu recording anthems for 4 nights 
She ain’t really yours she sending booty pics to four guys 
You know she a hoe she sending booty pics to more guys 
When I die I pray my legacy immortalized 
KillKroniK something like a statement from the north side 
Niggas tried to murder me they ain’t know I got more lives
You’re irrelevant, friends with my homie just for more likes 
I see shit different like fuck a third I got a fourth eye 
(Pause)
Yeah that’s right I got a 4th eye 
444 up in my dreams like I need more signs 
Is he tryna talk to me or is this from my old life 

Verse 3:
You won’t get this shit 
I see the signs I run with it 
I realize I’m one with it 
I been disgusted I run this shit
I been in style I fuck with this 
(Pause)
nah you won’t get this shit
Verse 4:
Can’t keep on hating then playing my shit on repeat
Can’t keep on sleeping like I don’t do this every week
Can’t say that I don’t deserve this, I don’t even sleep 
Can’t keep on hyping wack niggas as if they ain’t weak
Can’t keep on acting like they don’t ask beg me to release 
Can’t disrespect me like you girl isn’t on her knees 
Can’t keep on hating like I won’t make a track with reece 
Can’t keep on nyatsing like $irChrxnic is not a beast 

Switch 
Verse1:
Sometimes I wish the process skip button 
I need to know if I’m gon win or if this all for nothing 
But then again I told you I been up to something 
Been with the illustrator, illustrating what you’re bumping 
So I don’t need a fortune teller I know we gon got make it 
Many days of disappoint but God I’m still praising 
Just give it 5 years I wanna see those who were hating 
No matter all the obstacles Im always steady praying 

Verse 2:
Cause Better days are on the way 
I won’t leave I’m here to stay
I gotta thank God that he done made me live another day 
Even when I didn’t want he didn’t take my breath away 
You destined for something nigga there’s gonna be better days
Celebrate 
Just celebrate with every breath you take 
I gotta thank the highest I was rapping on the center stage 
I gotta thank the highest after years I haven’t lost my ways 
I hope ive reached my all my goals by the time I enter heavens gates 
Classic after classic, hit after hit 
I’m certain that after we drip this joint the hitting that lick
Where else you seen two 15 year old boys producing these kicks
The art inside these melodies no one delivering this

Verse3:
It’s passion in the sound, cause rapping we are bound, my dad is looking down and I know he can’t even try to frown 
Cause he know down there on the ground 
I’m walking in his footsteps tryna make this nigga proud 
He resting easy cause the family living better now

OMERTÀ/Dreams (prod & feat. THE iLLUSTRATXR)

- dead opps the freestyle I recorded when I was bored.

DEAD OPPS FREESTYLE (bored)

Ak-47 w/$irChronic

To pimp the whimps

Verse 1:
2am sitting rethinking my life choices
Milestone, got you to love me but I ignored it
A nigga panicked up in my head was a lot of voices 
If I said yes then I’d have gang pressure up on my shoulders 
Rainy days the only thing helping me get some sleep 
I’m getting weak can’t even fight all these demons up in my dreams 
Regret monsters getting the best of me crawling deep up in my head like there’s 100 better things you coulda said nigga
Scared nigga? Why you so scared?
One word all it takes to get that bitch up in your bed
But 
You so scared, insecurities up in your head getting the best out ya
Making a mess out ya

Verse 2:
I’m inlove with 2 girls at one time and they’re 10’s I feel like drake bro both these girls is heaven sent 
No pretense, I’m cutting niggas out my life like a gellotine
Cause that’s the only way to get a nigga closer to his dreams 

Verse 3:
Champagne poetry 
I’ve been lonely lately do you not wanna come smoke with me
God I pray they notice me
Ain’t no body woke as me
Ain’t no body focusing 
Call yourself a rapper but 
You’d rather do other things 
And I need some competition 
No one toe to toe with me
Closer to my destiny 
I suggest you roll with me 
Picture me, no Kodak nigga
I’m just tryna roll in peace 
How I call this shit my life 
But I ain’t got control of things

Champagne Poetry (freestyle/unmastered)

Magazi ft Thido The Kidd & Slime Budd

SETTE E BLINE w/ Chiii

Either you ride or die x2

Woah Woah

Hook
Either you ride or die (I'll ride)
Nigga gon come with the glock (I shoot)
It's either you live for me (or die)
Bisshes gon play with me (I bleak)
She gotta go kill for me (she did)
She gotta go kill for me she did

She pull up with money and shit she acting retarded
She came with her nigga she acting so Saucy
Trading my bars like I'm trading these fists Tyson
Nigga be fighting like (mike Tyson) 
He gotta be sick it's a disfunction
Rather be blessing my bish than dissing these niggas

All she ever wanted was Louis, Fendi, Gucci, Prada
Gave her the bag now she back on blowing my uzi, draco, Mac 10, glock
Shoot these opps with my niggas like...

Hook
Either you ride or die (I'll ride)
Nigga gon come with the glock (I shoot)
It's either you live for me (or die)
Bisshes gon play with me (I bleak)
She gotta go kill for me (she did)
She gotta go kill for me she did

Either you ride or die (I'll ride)
Nigga gon come with the glock (I shoot)
It's either you live for me (or die)
Bisshes gon play with me (I bleak)
She gotta go kill for me (she did)
She gotta go kill for me she did

Verse 2
Stepping on niggas I'm wearing my js
Fuck all this shit I make it a movie
Killing these niggas like I was a virus
My Chain is on froze my heart is so cold
Wearing all checks I ain't seeing no stripes
All about Ws ain't taking no Ls
Killing my opps you know that's a murder case
All they were seeing you know there were yellow tapes
Back to the story these niggas are pussy
They acting so foolish they calling my hoe
They stab on my back buh they calling me bro

Hook
Either you ride or die (I'll ride)
Nigga gon come with the glock (I shoot)
It's either you live for me (or die)
Bisshes gon play with me (I bleak)
She gotta go kill for me (she did)
She gotta go kill for me she did

Verse 3
She fuccing with RYLEE because of my chains
Stay undisputed I'm fighting my flaws 
Ain't dissing no nigga you might dissappear 
I'm still a big a G ain't buying no streams 
Fuck all these niggas they doing what's fake 
I'm standing my ground I ain't never gon shake
Step on a hater im back on my 45
OFF WHITE ALL NIGHT that's what I rock
Look out the window I'm seeing my opps

Hook
Either you ride or die (I'll ride)
Nigga gon come with the glock (I shoot)
It's either you live for me (or die)
Bisshes gon play with me (I bleak)
She gotta go kill for me (she did)
She gotta go kill for me she did 

Either you ride or die (I'll ride)
Nigga gon come with the glock (I shoot)
It's either you live for me (or die)
Bisshes gon play with me (I bleak)
She gotta go kill for me (she did)
She gotta go kill for me she did 


Either you ride or die..... Nigga gon come with the glock.... Either you live for me... Bisshes gon plan for me... She gotta go kill for me..... 
Either you ride or die..... Nigga gon come with the glock.... Either you live for me... Bisshes gon plan for me... She gotta go kill for me..... 


WICKED B!TCH 1

lyrics:
G
O
D
D
E
S
S
A goddess 
that’s what you are if I’m being honest 
I’ve never met a pretty girl who’s so equally modest 
intrigued cause you’re rare what’s the origin of your conscious 
And I don’t play around just handing out my clothes 
But with you let you hijack the closet 
Cause any peace of me you’re better off with 
and that’s incase I fuck up cause I do that a lot
cause really you mean a lot  
i
Never thought that I would be back here 
Writing songs about my crushes thought I left that in the past years 
I really mean it when I say this girl is mad rare
since you reading Shakespeare I’d like to say you’re mad fair 
She prolly listening wondering who I’m on about 
Just read between the lines I know that you’ll figure it out 
supposed get the first line cause I spelt that shit out 
& anything you need I’ll get girl what’s the amount 

don’t get me wrong girl I won’t buy your love 
but I believe that special girls should get spoilt so what you want? 
A perfect day for me would include us having some lunch 
Kick it back relax listen to music that’s living it up

No need for a rush 
Won’t pressure you into an answer I’d wait for a month 
And a couple more months 
I ain’t giving it up
You prolly heard some shit, and think that I’m calling a bluff 
this is real girl it’s love

her interlude

Lyrics
Hook
I’m tryna do my thing, stay on my lane, fake niggas holding me back now 
been a on a low, but i stay on go, i’m gettin up like a cash cow
been through the pain, going insane, i’m posted up with the gang now
i’m going dumb cos i came from the mud, i’m back in the city cos they show me love now

know i gatta run it up(x8)

Verse
i just pulled up on a bitch, baby girl like what’s your name?
she said she wanna ride on my dick, cos she like the way that i sing
she said my heart cold like ice, johnny dang
i’m tryna [run it up(x2)], gatta do my thing

gatta do my thing cos im tryna make it up to the top
remember last year i was stuck on a low but im back on my shit , they can’t wait till i drop
i’m tryna get to the bankroll like i’m pasto, know i can’t stop now 
i’m tryna get to the cash flow niggas mad though,
cos i’m up now


****


Hook 
I’m tryna do my thing, stay on my lane, fake niggas holding me back now 
been a on a low, but i stay on go, i’m gettin up like a cash cow
been through the pain, going insane, i’m posted up with the gang now
i’m going dumb cos i came from the mud, i’m back in the city cos they show me love now

know i gatta run it up(x8)

******

To pimp the whimps

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