OPIUM HILL$

@codeinemane
[RICH THE KID]:
pardon me, you said that we would never be. 
but actually, we made it here eventually. 
we got the money, it's time to flex. 
fuck it, my ice on my neck. 
pull up the 'vette, count up a check. 
pardon me, you said that we would never be. 
but actually, we made it here eventually. 
pardon-pardon me, you said that we would never be
pardon-pardon me, you said-you said that we would never be. 

[$MØKEZ]:
yellow bone, 
on my phone, 
wit da digits. 

strip a pussy nigga foe some drugs then
we gon flip it. 

neva fucked wit cameras round my dirt, dont want no witness. 

but i know they watchin, 
keep my coo dont act no different. 

what the fuck you talkin? 
i cant feel no contradiction. 
me, my niggaz onna mission foe dem riches, watch us glisten. 
bitch dont wanna see that prison, 
fuck tha system, leave it missin. 

niggaz envy, fuck yo friendship. 
suckaz plottin want me missin. 

[YOUNG THUG]:
now all I want is a muthafuckin' cup full of H. 
she know not to grab the cup when I pour up, no way. 
all my brodies know I'ma keep it funky like a egg
and by the end the night, I'm on at least a eight(x3)

[$MØKEZ]:
pardon me bitch, 
i drop four in my fanta. 
white model bitch n she straight from atlanta. 
bruddie dont fuck wit no job, he a scamma. 
buy my new tape witcho bitch onna camera. 

(ooh) 

lovin the feelin, im up in her throat. 
you pussies be talkin, aint uppin no score 
aint lovin no hoe, bitch in love wit my dough. 
pardon me bitch, i be itchin foe mo. 

[RICH THE KID]:
pardon me, you said that we would never be. 
but actually, we made it here eventually. 
we got the money, it's time to flex. 
fuck it, my ice on my neck. 
pull up the 'vette, count up a check. 

[$MØKEZ]:
pardon me, 
keep that thang up tucked up under me.  
pardon me
lil bitch gon shake dat ass foe free. 

pardon me, 
officer,  im geekin offa three. 

p-pardon me, 
syrup bussin i cant fuckin see. 

[YOUNG THUG]:
now all I want is a muthafuckin' cup full of H. 
she know not to grab the cup when I pour up, no way. 
all my brodies know I'ma keep it funky like a egg
and by the end the night, I'm on at least a eight(x2)
(lean!)

PARDON ME[prod. SOUDIERE]

[anxiety] 
@codeinemane

get some cheddar, 
nigga i be ballin in the coldest weather. 
never mix emotions wit that bottle, 
they dont go together. 
nicotine up in my weed, 
cause pussy thats what make it better. 
i was sittin down for so long, n you aint write no letter. 
fuck yo flex. 

cause thats what getchu robbed
wit tecs up atcho chest. 

i been the best. 
an pussies think they greater, 
but they workin less. 

aint smokin sess, 
i go thru ounces of dat strong, aint tokin pills. 

i see the hills. 
aint no man got my back cause trust will getchu killed. 

i float, oh tone it. 
cause it hurts, oh dont it? 
n my family got me turnin in my grave i dont condone it. 

its a fine line, between love n hate, if you know da kid. 
pressure from my cousin to keep flippin cause i know he did. 
(tremble) 

i cant think, 
i wish my mind would sleep and just be fuckin simple. 
thirteen hours on dat codeine, shit be fuckin wit my mental. 
i cant live like how i did, no mo. 
existence accidental. 
but im tryna change my chances for myself, its fuck these people. 
these suckaz only wantchu when you great, 
its fuck the evil. 
i hate that all my people jaded off that fuckin needle
i hope that when they come for me, they aim for my cerebral. 

no chances of me meetin god, im burnin for eternal. 

eternally, just wasted in this mind state. 
gotta get my daily dose of sins all up on my plate. 

betta getcho hoe cause she be trippen, actin so sadistic.
gotta watchyo back, 
cause they be comin n you might juss miss it. 
muthafuckaz mad cause they aint shit, n they be so simplistic. 

fuck about no beef, i fuckin love the hate n all tha dissin. 
read ya compisition
you aint livin. 
in my mind been swimmin. 
wit no pot to piss in 

i been wishin foe my mind to settle. 
stuck up on the pedal, with my metal. 
ima dyin fellow. 
on my face be mellow, 
but inside my mind im hidin tremble. 








Tremble[prod. brandon]

i don't want yo hurt[prod. LI TWANÉ]

@codeinemane
@deathstarposee
@smalltownboyzz
[$MØKEZ:]
(snowmane woulda fucked w this)
(shyne diamonds nigga)

thinkin how lyfe so fucked,

i dont go a day without drinkin or smokin a lone.

deep in the presence of sorrow,
it drownin me slowly,

i wont even pick up tha phone.

picture me rollin like pac, 
wit tha knoose on my neck.
i been draggin my feet for so long.

nigga dont shed no damn tear for me,
save yo damn sympathy.
momma done taught me be strong.

its tha damn game that be fuckin you,
nigga dont fall for tha problems they bring underneath.

want a damn bitch who gon skip all da problems,
n scrape all her gwalla, 
then bring it to me.

wake up an sigh cause i wanna juss die, 
i been stuck in tha system it stay on repeat.

cannot stay high, i been sippin all night.
and tha cancer just compliment all in between.

this that,

four bang, pistol mane.
watch me glisten, watch me swang.
been this way bitch i cant change.
thousands aint up in my range. (x4)

PISTOLMANE

[prod. Noria]

gold chain
beamin all day.

four lanes,
swervin always.

broke mane,
gettit, dont fake.

payin my debts i been swimmin in pain.

gettin my gwalla so baby dont change. 

baby dont fuck on me wantin some pay. 

load up my glock
smoke some clips in tha rain.

read from my face, you can tell im insane.

fuck on me bitch, 
inna instant we great.

depths from the walls I been itchin to break.

nine on my side,

im bout fate,
i dont pray.

shawty so clueless she think ima saint

deep in the trenches,
we came from tha gudda.

im steppin no question,
$LIM GRAPE thats my brotha.

dont want yo damn problems
lil bitch i aint stutter.

no face, ima mess i been hidin like fuck it.
im mentally empty, lil nigga im nothin.
its 1 for my problems
n 2 for tha fuckin.

im desperate for pleasure, 
i wanna feel somethin.

im bussin off 2 different pills that im crushin. 




blood stain drip straight down on my face

bitch move nice like right on my pace

coke white nights. 
i cant feel damn thang.

coke white nights,
I put links on my chain

coke white nikes.
I hit liccs in the rain.

coke white vics, 
n a deuce in my drank

coke white eatin my patience away.

coke white fuckin my lyfe everyday.






18 KARAT$

[$MOKEZ]: 
fuck what they be talkin nigga get some money.

say you got potential, 
baby take it from me.

where i lay im waitin.
patiently and vacant

need for destination
on my desolation.

care watchu be on,
nigga i been stressin.

BG where you been?
stuck up onna blessin.

[KᗩT + $MOKEZ]:
 i rubber band a bunch of thousand dollar Delta gift cards
(I mean, my baby bi)
Amazin' the cash online unknown
(I mean, my baby bi)
Blazin' the dash, countin' money at home

my pockets snug
They can't hold my 7
They banned my Visa
My Amex and Mastercards
I got new money
And it's all cash
I got new bags
And they all collabs

i rubber band a bunch of thousand dollar Delta gift cards
(I mean, my baby bi)
Amazin' the cash online unknown
(I mean, my baby bi)
Blazin' the dash, countin' money at home

chanel666[prod. knxwledge]

I kick myself when im down.

upset that that you aint around.

i fight my demons on my lonely.
see da fake in my smile.

aint have no dreams in my sleep
im in this shit, im too deep.

I tell myself that ill be good but really knowin im weak

I pick n scratch at my wounds.
aint shit but drowinin in doom

im askin god: "am i the only one dies every June?"

im known for givin no fucks.
but lord be testin my luck

i wanna go straight back to robbin,
I be broker than fuck

i want no help by no means,
but baby please support me

I aint got nobody by my side except the 40 Oz
aint point in try to OD.
i did it twice on repeat
and no results, 
I fuckin hate myself wit passion times 3

ID MUCH RATHER END MY LYFE INSTEAD.
ID MUCH RATHER END MY LYFE INSTEAD
(LYFE INSTEAD)
ID MUCH RATHER END MY LYFE INSTEAD.
ID MUCH RATHER END MY LYFE INSTEAD.
(LYFE INSTEAD, LYFE INSTEAD)

October 18th 2021

he cant fuck like i can bitch. 

diamonds dance on my hand bitch.

cookin SO' wit one hand trick.

give a fuck, like i can bitch.

ima loose screw aint no fixing my ways.

caught in the mix, catch me fixing my chain

move you lul bitch, get the fuck out my way

BG so clean, she said "lemme juss stay."

i dont know who done told you im nice.
stuck in the wind, bitch im colder than ice.

down on my luck, I been trippen all night.
send yo location, to pull up i might.

hoe do not speak to just slander my name.
choke on her neck, know she love it that way

movin tha same, bitch you part of my brain
would you still love me if i couldnt pay?

know i aint shit, 
i done told you this once.

cry me a river bitch roll me a blunt

glocky, no safety i keep me a stun.

fuck witchu different i know you da one

IAINTSHIT pt. 2

that's all[prod. ponsuda]

(PROD. NECU) 
money dont last nigga, 
fuck it im paid. 

gettin to da cash nigga, every which way. 

carry dat strap for these suckaz all day. 

let a hoe get between dat money? no way. 

how im gettin fed, when a nigga dont eat? 

baby stop playin,
make the money count beep. 

30 sum niggaz all juss wanna see me dead 
i aint stressin shit, but tha muhfuckin bread. 


baby say im sumn like a yves saint laurent. 

totin that 30 ima top shotta don. 
posted where iss at, 
you aint ever seen a trap. 

hittin on thrax when i hittit from the back. 

baby watchu thought? 
this aint neva nun sweet. 

makin them ins, 
runnin laps on repeat. 

ion fuckin cap, 
got respect for myself. 

20 years old my glock still off the shelf. 
ima fuckin die fore im thirty no doubt. 
double dose acid make my whole brain melt. 

fuck who a had to dealt w me goin up n down. 
ion give a fuck how tha lul bitch felt. 

mista gon take ya fuckin lyfe, thats me. 
shoot a nigga down lul m16. 

ion fuckin cap got respect for myself, 
20 years old my glock still off tha shelf. 


money dont last nigga, 
fuck it im paid. 

gettin to da cash nigga, every which way. 

carry dat strap for these suckaz all day. 

let a hoe get between dat money? no way. 

how im gettin fed, when a nigga dont eat? 

baby stop playin,
make the money count beep. 

30 sum niggaz all juss wanna see me dead 
i aint stressin shit, but tha muhfuckin bread. 
bitch you gon talk you betta leave out my name. 
hunnid sum niggaz gon cap for da fame. 
thousand sum bitches gon hoe for da game. 
i aint here to judge im finna stay out tha way. 

pass me dat drank when i move, switch lanes. 
my bank account empty, ima some juug some mane. 

this that typa shit da BG dont play. 
killin muthafuckaz like a murda buffet. 

(money dont last nigga, fuck it im paid.) x4 

(gettin to da cash nigga every which way.) 

(carry dat strap for these suckaz all day.) 

(let a hoe get between dat money, no way.)  

(how im gettin fed, when a nigga dont eat?) 
(baby stop playin, make the money count beep.)

34ROUNDSINMYPOCKET

BLACK KRAY - BBY CASH OUT YOUNT(ft. $MOKEZ)[prod. F1LTHY]REMIX

[BG]:
ay ,
boot up.
ay 
cash out Yount, wit my who tucked.
ay
talkin bout a licc, we gon move some
ay
niggaz aint on shit, they so clueless.
ay
walking round wit sticks we gon shoot some. 

ay
bitch you bring you bring me chips, ion need love.
ay 
yes jewels on my neck, 
like a knoose bruh
ay 
fuck you got dat piece,
you ain't shoot nun?
runnin like a bitch when I pull up.

she got dat work, 
on me
ay
diamonds, 
don't need you bitch pay me a fee 
eat on dat bitch just like bon Appétit 
fuck is you talking? don't need me a thing.

death in my wood I be smoking on murda.
won't hit no damn bitch, but you play me I merk ya. 
don't try portray me to be no damn saint 
im way too damn young to be stressing bout fate. 

these niggaz aint blatant they stay with the faking. 
these bitches real stupid to fuck up my patience 
ain't worried bout Nathan,
I'm still contemplating 
bout fuckin my dough an then cop a Mercedes 
I'm dope like the 80s 
ain't wit tha fugazi. 
you counterfeit, lazy 
no ain't bitch aint gon change me 
I'm no drippin no flaunt, a young nigga got sauce. 

she screaming she runnin, I'm up in her walls. 
don't worry won't rob you,
you don't sell no dank. 
dub f damn flame I be hard in da paint. 
bitches be stupid by saying they can't. 
betchu a dollar make her wanna fake
ay!

[RARI]:
Iced up, love this shit
Flip phone, baby, talking flick shit
Rimmed up, shit, when I slide through
Fours up, got it out the mud wrist blue
Crip blue, hunnid buck what I count
Cash out, the real cash out yount
Carbon ounce, love to smoke the whole down
Sell the shit, 'cause I'm lazy as shit

Same toes, down with that shit
Dirty love, baby in that white Benz
Boo'd up, tryna get that G-Wagon with that roof up
When the time for Rari ride 'round with that top down
Little money in the air when I shop now
Hit the block, son cold, talking shit now
Still pouring up drank on my wrist, wow
Big rims I stay when I ride 'round
And I'm street, all in they town
Shit, playing with that 9, cut the brick down
I ain't never had a brick but I'm bricked down
Brick boy, iced out, got me sick now

Only kick it with myself, wow
Fuckboy, y'all some damn clowns
In the sky 'fore I look down
Shined up, fly with them doves when I touch down

Iced up, love this shit
Flip phone, baby, talking flick shit
Rimmed up, shit, when I slide through
Fours up, got it out the mud wrist blue
Crip blue, hunnid buck what I count
Cash out, the real cash out yount
Carbon ounce, love to smoke the whole down
Sell the shit, 'cause I'm lazy as shit

BBY CA$H OUT YOUNT(remix)[prod. F1LTHY]

back wit da mosberg tip.
here to end yo clique
love to put these pussies down. 

split in da all black whip, cause it got dat tint.
I'm sippin codeine now. 

crypt from da off white sniff, 
here to steal yo shit
you can keep hoe don't frown. 

fuck is a knife to a glock?
you gon end up shot.
tryna tote that pussy shit.


BG DONT BE SELLIN STRAPS SO GO AN BUY YO FUCKIN OWN 

I'm way too young n violent to be feelin this damn fuckin grown. 

I get some top n shake the spot.
you bustas talk,
dont get to gwap 

I'm money Makin, neva patient,
overwhelmed by desolation. 

I'm killin niggaz and these bitches cause cause I know I fuckin can. 

don't think you tough, 
I spark my blunt,
n ash it on yo fuckin head. 

I got these people movin different, simply off the shit I said. 

I'm codeinemane I leave a stain n then im takin all yo bread. 

I been dead since a nigga learned to speak.
lyin to my mother, fighting demons in my sleep. 

ridin in tha night that's when a nigga love to creep.
fuckin round wit blammers is tha standard come n bleep. 

runnin up da pack, I know gotta get the cheese in.
you niggaz hella dying on that side,  you know im cheesin. 

these pussies hella talkin, saying they gonna snatch tha check. 

knowin well I'll kill em, put tha blamma to his neck.

demonslayerkid(REMIX)

[prod. SCARY MIND]
my wrist sliced, gon die tonight. 
remember da pimp who be slangin white. 

I'm always high, all thru the night.
be floating, I travel all thru tha sky. 

aint trusting nobody, it's good for my health.
threaten me pussy, I see watchu bout.
aint talkin no money, don't open ya mouth.
tribute to snow n that dirty south. 

fucked up my paper, now I'm goin thru it.
I question myself like "the fuck am I doin?"
I'm never at peace, who the fuck I be foolin?
be fighting myself for the shit I'm pursuing.

I went to da church n they told me I'm blessed.
how the fuck am I blessed wit da knoose on my neck?
gotta hustle real hard I can't fuck up my check.
I don't play bout my lyfe, I still ride by my tech. 

if I'm gonna die, iss suicide. 

aint trading my glock bitch I don't wanna thirty.
can't focus on lyfe when my mental still hurtin.
I'm swerving off percs Ina all white suburban. 

aint shit but da coke n da blood on my sink.
gone kill me for giving that feelin of need.
the pressure, temption aint givin relief.
ain't stuck in my ways bitch I'm stuck in some grief. 

I'm in love with da drugs like I'm loving a bitch.
tryna get drums, I been done wit da stick
stealing da forgis right offa yo whip.
plus im buckin lul bitch, I don't play bout my shit. 

i been dancin on coffins, I show you mane.
I'm trippen best tuck you dat fourty bang.
da infant who isn't tha chosen reign.
lord gimme da nerve to juss blow my brain.


cause all of this sippin aint doin it foe me.
aint feelin when I'm at my low mane.
can't get right im insane.
lord mane, show me. 

stoic when I'm at my low mane.
chill in this commerce of cobain.
stoic when I'm at my low mane.
oh mane, show me.


blow smoke, then hop out tha whip!
thrax, can't fuck wit no mid 

slice, twice, right atcho wig.
then hop back, right in my shit. 

broke little bitch aint gon fuck up my money, 
I'm deep n misled so my lyfe taken from me. 

the fuck is a savior when shit lookin ugly?
I know that I'm great bitch aint nothing above me. 

bitch I'm that gold chain, beaming all day.
dead mane made of mistakes. 

lash out, n fuck up my cake.
hop back n steal me yo plate. 

my deepest intentions aint ever been lovely.
the knoose on my neck is the symbol of money.
I'm digging my grave lul bitch all by myself.
you got me advice, then help me the fuck out. 

cause all of this sippin aint doin it foe me.
aint feelin when I'm at my low mane.
can't get right im insane.
lord mane, show me. 

stoic when I'm at my low mane.
chill in this commerce of cobain.
stoic when I'm at my low mane.
oh mane, show me.

STOICMANE

LIFTED[remix]

insta kill[prod. lvcien]

Wifi Waffles

ASSUMPTIONS[prod. Jxyln]

fucc me just once an she bring that ass bacc. 
talk like you wit it, i bring out tha strap. 
all of my bruddas turnt up thas no cap
fucc on tha bitch an record wit my flash. 

one to tha head an i cannot feel nothin. 
she stucc on my love an im stucc on tha fuccin
she roll up that wood, an take percs to tha face. 
trippen off cid nigga been high all day. 
pick up ya clothes lul bitch, you cannot stay. 
oh so damn janky bitch what can i say. 
gotta get paid an hit liccs wit my k. 
niggaz be fienin, i light up a J. 

hulks to tha face, 
movin slow motion, dont talk to tha jakes. 
catch that boy lackin we slam on tha brakes. 
all of us strapped up, for how long it takes. 
nigga try me, we gon air out tha place
niggaz is snakes. 
hood wit a gun, but then talk to tha jakes. 
neither of mines, has done told onna case. 
stop wit tha cappin, you smokin on lace. 

sippin on tech an i do not feel nothin. 
you niggaz fugazi, you sip robitussin
i got work for sale, an i been inside jail. 
fucc tha damn system they want you to fail. 
focus on money, stop chasin tha tail. 
saw paper work, man we know that you tell. 
fuck juvenile cause you dont get no bail. 
beat on a nigga for actin so frail. 

throw that ass bacc.
gimme a hickey, 
i smoke on that thrax. 
dont talk to rats. 
run up on niggaz that say that they trap. 
thats they damn fault for not keepin a strap. 

hes a damn bitch. 
what kind of nigga cannot earn some chips? 
come fuck wit me an ill make sure you rich. 
juss cover me when i reload my clip
face in the pillow, she takin this dicc. 

bounce out, we hop out, we steppaz. 
pistols from dressers
stop fuckin tryin she know that you lesser
im her fuck buddy, you just her investor. 
aint no damn gangsta, you just a pretender. 

put that on set, 
fucc on that bitch an i make her change sets. 
niggaz dont pull up, but talk on the net. 
fucc on his bitch cause i get her more wett. 
after i buss she gon give me some necc. 
hop out wit techs. 
buss on her chest, she gon clean up tha mess.
$MØKEZ is tha worst, he is worser than less:
in you i invest.

IAINTSHIT [prod. ICYTWAT]

solitude!(ft. Slow Pulp) [prod. nobody] 

And now I'm trying to find my way out
I wish I knew how

I just think I'm too FUCKED(high),
FUCK! 
FUCK! 
FUCK! 
FUCK! 
FUCK! 
FUCK! 
FUCK! 
FUCK! 
FUCK! (High) 
FUCK! 
FUCK! 
FUCK! 
FUCK! 
FUUUUCCKK! 
High
High

My limbs are feeling lazy
Why won't they work with me?
And now I can't seem to focus my eyes
Won't let me see

solitude! [prod. nobody]

[$MØKEZ]:
all the playa hataz that be talkin that shit, 
you can go ahead get smoked, or just hop off my dick. 

all these goofy ass bustas,
think they mess up my check. 
but they multiply it everytime they bring up the kid. 

it be n grape, we smoke an eight
i thirdly saw my wake n bake. 

dont pass me sess i will not hiddit, 
14 grams & hullicigenic. 

i be gone for many days. 
crushn lines, n makin plays. 
everyday be smokin haze.
nigga run my fuckin change

sucka run my fuckin change, 
got yo bitch still suckin mane. 
got this busta shakin mane. 
how you so damn pussy mane? 

still sellin packs im gettin it mane. 
you should go head go stay in ya lane 

fifty five O, [5150]
i be fucked in the brain. 
truama from streets had done made me insane. 

if you ever catch me lackin, that juss means its my time. 
aint no ever fuckin reason to juss go out n lie. 
pussies talk up out they mouth, but they hide like a bitch. 
you can catch in my section, steady pourin a six


[RUTHLE$$]:


[$MØKEZ]:
got everyone throwed. 
ciggerate smoke, wit some bud make my lungs choke. 
sicc of all these faces, reason why i hide in weed smoke. 
wear these tru's bro, an these diamonds on my chain go.

playa hataz

DEAD PRESIDENTS IN MY NASAL CAVITY

(ft. PLAYBOI BABIE)
@codeinemane x @cesar_malta

[$MØKEZ]:
stank hoes on my line,
aint got no time.
im tryna get my bucks.
i been done robbed some people just to fill up my damn double cup.

i fuck around get jaded, 
overdose all up up my floor
i pop a couple a perkys, 
throw up on my sink an pop some more.

been done tried quit, 
but i when i do i relapse on repeat.
the silence of the void done has me onna fuckin sub degree.

foam up at the mouth, 
and turn to pale.
i think im bout to sink.

this white bitch on my side, 
she tellin me she love the hate in me.

dead, been dead since may
i hate the kindess that i have in me.

i float up to the up the top,
and end up changin what im meant to be.

white bitch has me stuck n got me feelin like i cannot leave.

i need a new solution fore i end up solo tryna fiend.

trials an tribulation onna trip to find a better scene.

always find myself up inna shitty place, 
a bad ravine.

need that special someone who gon show me how the fuck to be.

always fuckin lose myself, 
i hate the fuckin soul in me.

[PLAYBOI BABIE]:

KINGDOM HEART$ & BACKWOODS [prod. grandmastafunk]

drownin in euphoria[prod. WOLFBWOY]

@codeinemane

gothic bitch, 
on my dick
man thats heaven sent. 
plug cant hit right now, 
got me hella bent. 

fuck wit my chains on, 
shorty said she luhh dat shit
coke mane, 
stunna gang, 
feelins they be hella mixed. 

hoe lul bitch, on the floor. 
watch her pop that shit. 
foe nem tweakin on da gram,
watch us pop dat shit. 

champagne sittin in my hand watch me pop dat shit
catch me in the trenches, like its nothin wearin prada shit

run off witta quarter, 
n my burner, 
n im out this bitch. 
when im with my youngins, we be dumpin.
bitch we pop dat shit. 

bitch i want no lovin. 
want the fuckin, 
give me all my all my chips
really you be talkin you aint bout it, you aint off tha shits. 
a thirty clip damn glocky witta beam it got me hella sick. 
just posted up wit slim, aint no seen no bitches so we had to dip. 

POPDATSHIT [prod. infamous x lincoln]

@codeinemane

grippin, dippin, trippen, 
i be feelin like im ripped apart. 
acid runnin circles, but i feel the happy in my heart. 
early in the mornin, we still pourin.
gotta grip my grain. 
got this goth'd out shawty on my dick, she help me grip this pain. 


i aint blessed my nigga, 
so i never had to count no blessins. 
still be geeked up off them pills, i wanna brand new ressurrection.
eighth of shrooms up in my system, never fails to ease the tension. 
never gave a fuck, im bout my bucks, i need more than pension. 

OUT THE $NOW[prod. DJ SMOKEY & SOUDIERE]

HUNGRY, STARVIN[prod. ROLAND JONES]

@codeinemane x @slimgrape

[$MØKEZ]:
im leanin on da curb, sippin syrup, blowin dro. 
tha girls show me love when they panties hit tha floor. 
i said, 
im leanin on da curb, sippin syrup, blowin dro. 
i got tha six four hoppin, watch it stop n do a show 

bitch love to bleed my cheese, 
i think i need a new solution. 
but dont substance please, 
the way that this bitch be seducin. 

i done kicked the the weed, foe you.   bitch, you done had me trippen. 
im fiend foe pillies. 
share my shit wit no hoe. 

ima fucked up drug addict, 
fuction daily, dont panic. 
trigger finga, twitchin frantic. 
fuck the PO, a cell done had it. 

you cant blame me bitch im young. 
molly stay up on my toungue. 
we da playa, swangin ones. 
playa hataz show me love. 

[$LIM GRAPE]:

ON DA CURB $IPPIN SYRUP[prod. ROLAND JONES]

i serve and teach abrupt to older cats. 
i love to watch a triflin muthafucka soul collapse. 
i poision rats, wit traps, and an stuff they throats wit burnin gats. 
i found a perky in my pocket, ill take half perhaps. 

or maybe ill just wait, no patience, i just salivate. 
i love this shorty, she give top while im on tha interstate. 

i float, my friends adjacent. 
im stuck between these roads
cant feel my face, im stuffin oxytocin through my nose. 

so hit my line, i got just watchu need. 
M 30s, acid tabs, that molly or a lil weed. 
i love to lounge n smoke by whisper trees. 
i need to be alone, the silence puts my mind at ease. 

so hit my line i got just watchu need, 
M 30s, acid tabs, that molly, and a lil weed. 
i love to lounge n smoke by whisper trees. 
i need to be alone the silence puts my mind at ease. 

$MOKEZ

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