I sent a message to God and he left it on seen 

Best

[Intro]
Pipe that shit up, TnT
Tahj Money
Dmac on the fucking track
Bordeaux and Non Native

[Verse 1: Polo G & Fivio Foreign]
I'm the one who tried to make a way when we was strugglin'
I remember rain, sleet, and snow, I was hustlin'
Know the feds watchin', middle fingers to the government
Glock in this Louis pouch, nigga, I ain't tusslin'
Catfish, he don't really know who he fuckin' with
Opps send a message, you grab a Drac' to rebuttal it
Had the undertaker at your tomb, stone shovelin'
Hell yeah, hollows bound to chew 'em like some Doublemint
Made it out the fiеld with some niggas I was thuggin' with
We'll send somе shots through they crowd while they huddlin'
I'm the type to leave it in the streets, I ain't discussing it
Tryna make it flip, I need that Rolls-Royce Cullinan
Old bitches trippin', cut her off like a Backwood
Middle of the trenches, that's where me and the guys stood
Killers anonymous, black masks and black hoods (Yeah, uh, uh)
Walk down on 'em, make sure you get clapped good (Uh, uh)

[Verse 2: Fivio Foreign & Lil Tjay]
I feel like the man of the hour (I do)
This gun on me (Gun on me), I'm demandin' the power (Brr)
He never talk to my face (Nah), that man is a coward
Ayy, uh, uh
Go lookin' for him every hour, uh
I 'member nights in the tower (I do)
She suckin' my dick out the shower
Tell her, "Be quiet," she told me, "Fuck me even louder"
Ayy, ayy, uh
Paid now (Paid now), feet up (Feet up)
All of your sneakers is beat up (They are)
Percocet (Percocet), geek up (Geek up)
You see the police and we speed up
Uh, yeah, look, they tryna catch us and link us (They tryna catch us and link us)
Uh, yeah, they tryna find us
But they don't know where to meet us, uh (Bow)
She wanna chill with me and all my niggas (She do)
She get extra freaky off the liquor (Uh), uh
She told us that she got a man (What?)
So we extra sneaky when I'm with her
She a lil' bad broad (Uh), she wanna go mad far (Uh-uh)
Fivio Foreign in a fast car, I'm in a fast car, uh

[Verse 3: Lil Tjay]
Fresh in the game, still see it as a blessin', the same
Hundred thousand 'round my neck for the chain
Tryna go on like a vet in the game, put respect on my name
No security, I flex with the gang, I'm a real one
Reminiscin' about all of my decisions
And based on the way I was livin', I was runnin' through the phantom
Couple niggas disrespectin', we done killed them
Keep a shooter, they won't see, he my lil' one
Thirty shots, we ain't into usin' lil' guns
Nigga talkin' like he know me, he my real son
Rap beef, fuck the cap, I'ma drill some
Put the glizzy to your melon, make you feel dumb
Headshot, all black, he won't feel nothin'
Couple hollows to his back, we done filled him
Headshot or a lifelong sentence, what you need for them to label you a real one

Destined 2 Win

Headshot

Lil Tjay - Headshot (Ft. Polo G & Fivio Foreign) (Slowed + Reverb)

Sheff g & Sleepy Hallow - Weight on me (slowed + reverb)

Sleepy Hallow ft. Sheff G - Molly [Bass Boosted and 8D AUDIO]

Lil Tjay - Forever (TikTok Remix Slowed)

3 Headed Goat (Polo G only)

Sleepy Hallow - Gloomy Conscious (Slowed + Reverb + Bass Boosted)

Stronger withEach Tear

Sheff G - Weight On Me (Slowed + Reverb + 432hz)

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Lil Tjay - Forever (Slowed + Reverb)

IMMA SAY THIS CUZ IG KEEP FLAGGING ME
NO I NOT A NAZI. I'M A LOVE NAZI. 
AS IN I FORCEFULLY SPREAD MY REGIME OF LOVE

LYRICS:

BITCH IM SMOKING GAS IN MY CHAMBERS LIKE IT’S THE HOLOCAUST
PULL UP WITH A K ON MY RIFLE THAT’S WHAT THE HOLO COST

TEACHER SAID YOU WONT BE SUCCESSFUL MAKING THOSE ANIMATIONS
SHUT YO APPLE EATING ASS UP AND DO SOME LAMINATIONS


I TEAR A PAGE OUT THE BIBLE IF I BE OUT OF PAPERS
IDLE NIGGAS WORSHIPING IDOLS PUT ACID IN YO WAFERS

PASTOR SAID YOU WONT BE SUCCESSFUL GETTING THAT BOOMING
DID I ASK YA PUSSY NIGGA YOU A HUMAN…


AND IMMA BE A STAR SOON
WAVY LIKE A,HAB HIT THAT NIGGA WITH THE HARPOON
SAVE ME I MAY, HAVE PULLED THE TRIGGA ATE SOME HARD SHROOMS
MAYBE IM FA,DED BUT I WIGGLE LIKE A CARTOON

YEAH, IIIIIII FEEL LIKE A CARTOON

I’M IN YO DEVICES
PERPETUATE YOUR VICES
IN CRISIS BUT IM THE NICEST
ALWAYS EAT YOUR FOOD WITH SPICES

PAY ATTENTION TO THE PRICES
DONT BE MADE INTO A SUCKA
YOU WONT HAVE ENOUGH FOR SUPPER
KEEP YA NUMBERS ON THE UPPER

TUPPO-WEAR EATING 
MY SEATING STEADY ON THE CARPET
I PARK IT AND THEN I SPARK IT
NO MARKETING HITTING TARGETS

I HIT LIKE GUITAR PICK
THAT STRUMMING OR LIKE DRUM
THAT BE GUNNING YOU DOWN FO FUN
I CHUCKLE AND THEN I RUN

RUN UP I DUMP IT OUT
HE WANNA THUMP IT OUT 
COKE IN A MOUNTAIN
MY BITCH GOTTA LUMP IT OUT

DONT DO NO ARGUMENTS 
PULL UP NO PARKING IT
YOU HEAR THE SOUND
WHEN MY NIGGAS IS SPARKING IT

I GOT TWO HANDS ON THAT BITCH I WONT DOUBLE BACK
I GOT THAT COOKIE IT DOUBLE WRAP

I GOT GELATO IN CUBAN TOBACCO
I POPPED A NEW BOTTLE AND BLEW OUT HER BACK HOE


I ACT LIKE A WACKO
I SPIT LIKE IM CHEWING ON YOU AND DONT KNOW WHAT
TO DO WITH THE GOO
YOU A SLIMEY ASS NIGGA YOU DRIP LIKE A GARBAGE BAG
TRY ME ILL ALWAYS PULL UP WITH A LARGER MAG

BUILT LIKE AN ARMORY
NIGGAS GOT NO CHACE OF HARMING ME
SMOKE UP A GARDEN G
I THINK IT HARDEN ME
I AM NOT HURTING MY PAIN IS TOO FAR TO SEE
BITCH IF WE KICK IT NO WAY YOU SAY NAW TO WEED


OR TO POPPING A BOTTLE
WE POP HIM HE WADDLE
I AINT NEVER DODDLE
IM KICKING THE THROTTLE
WHILE FUCKING A MODEL
I STAY AS DRAWING
YO LIFE IS NOVEL
AND MOST OF IT AWFUL

NOBODY READ   NO MORE I STAY ON THE SCREEN YOU WHORE
YOU PAY TO GET TO SEEN
YOU POOR
DONT PLAY FOR NO TEAM
IM BORED

TALKING THAT SHIT YO LIP LOOK LIKE AN ASSHOLE
WALK IN THAT BITCH SHOOT THE BRICKS OUT YO CASTLE
YOU ONE DEM NIGGA NOT PURSE IT’S A SATCHEL
THAT SHIT A PURSE BUT IT’S LESS OF A HASSLE

WHY IT GOT TASSELS?

WHY IT GOT TASSELS ON IT?
I WONT PASS THE CHRONIC TO YA
SUPER SONIC HOOVER
VACCUM BITCH
I PACK HER SMACKING LIPS
MY DICK ATTACK HER 
SLIP INSIDE HER BACKEND QUICK

STACKING CHIPS LIKE IT’S A PRINGLE CAN 
LET’S GET IT CRACKING BITCH NIGGA BRING IT THEN

BRING IT THEN

BITCH IM SMOKING GAS IN MY CHAMBERS LIKE IT’S THE HOLOCAUST


BITCH BRING THE HATE
BRING THE SMOKE

BITCH BRING THE HATE
BRING THE SMOKE
BITCH IM FEELING GREAT

BITCH BRING THE HATE
BRING THE SMOKE
BITCH IM FEELING GREAT
CHOP STICK GET ATE
FUCK YO FATE
CHANGE YO FUCKING STATE

UNDER SEWER GRATES
PUT THE STOCK UP TO MY WAIST
I MAKE YOU FLIP
LIKE A CAKE
FUCK YO ZIP YO COOKIE FAKE

I TEND TO TRIP 
WHEN I BAKE
PUT TOBACCO IN MY FACE
BITCH OFF THE RIP
I BE LACED
GO OUTSIDE AND CATCH A CASE

THE PUSSY WET 
FROM THE MACE
RIOT DYING IN THE STREET
KEEP UP THE PACE
FUCK YOU SLOWING FOR WE RACING
ON OUR FEET
WE MOVE WITH HASTE


I’M AMAZED
ALL THESE NIGGAS FALLING OFF
FREE FOURTEEN 
ALL THESE OTHER RAPPERS SOFT
SPIDER GANG
CHOPPA COUGH

BITCH ON PAPER I LOOK GREATER THAN PRESIDENTS
SET PREPOSTEROUS PRECEDENTS
GOT A ROSTER OF RESONANCE COPPER?
BOTHER THE RESIDENTS PROPER
STOCKING YOUR EVIDENCE LOCKER
MEDICINE SET IN’LL STOP YOUR
HEAD IN A DROPPER
I KEEP THE LEAD IN A YAPPA
I GET TO POPPING YA TOP OR
YA LEGS AND SEVER SPIT RED 
AND I DROP YA 
DEAD AND IN HEAVEN WITH PAPA

(I WRITE TOO MANY LYRICS FOR SOUNDCLOUD TO HANDLE)

HOLOCAUST (PROD. WENDIGO/LiL CUBENSiS)

the irony is crazy

Lyrics:

Darkie why you looking so sad?
go and take a walk or write a song up on your notepad!
for what you have you should be grateful 
why aren’t you more glad?
“yo keep on killing shit” 
“ill see you later”
“oh for sure man”

it’s been a fat ass minute aint been feeling right
a hypochondriac dissatisfied my room got no light
at times
fuck all of the people judging you got no right 
and neither do i 
the sight of new eyes
a side of you cries

man it’s been a minute i been feeling bad
but i been fighting 
I’m enlightened to the fact that i have limited time
i get to spitting these rhymes
and lay a shit in your mind 
they want my lips intertwined 
so they can leave me behind

but i will not submit i will survive
go make a difference while you are still alive 
to be the bigger man requires that you standing high
the bigger man the more time he fall before he die

there will always be a clown here to fake a smile, for you
running through the town laughing i despise you too
HAHA HAHA HAHA oh did i surprise you cool
“get up” “do i gotta” “why don’t you arise you fool?“

look at me i put a face on 
wow
look at me i put a show on
when i go on

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA

laugh at the clown and his makeup
how does he feel when we wake up

i don’t know 
and i don’t care
I’m unaware of how he faring
glaring 
staring 
at him so intently 
at the fair inside the tent he

dance
for the people
dance like you mean it
motherfucker everybody be too pussy to move
but grip they dick in they room
how the fuck did we ever put a stick in our moon
it’s funny I’m a cartoon

but keep it realer than a bitch
or her nigga that wanna feature
lemme teach ya how i deal with these reachers that tryna leech us

keep the fuck to my self
and my spiders we throw a circus
for the good of my health
i make entertaining the purpose of it

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA

sing along have a ball
when the clown slip and fall

HA HA HA HA HA

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA

when the jester get mad
put a gun in his hand

BA BA BA BA BA BA

rest in peace to robin williams
here to act for god and villains
brightest person darkest feelings
interfere with satan's dealings

Sleepy Hallow ft. Sheff G - Molly [Bass Boosted and 8D AUDIO]

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