for the homies Seth and Eben

PRODUCED BY VENEXXI

lyrics: 

Just hit a hunnid k plays

Look at my stats yeah they go to the moon

Fuck tryna start a new wave

Behind the scenes I’ve been making monsoons 

Send you to an early grave 
Could do it myself ion got any goons

My music came a long way 
Improved quite a bit but there’s still hella room

Pop the trunk hella space in the back 

Homies pulled up in the new scatpack 

Momma grew up in Pasadena 

Father born and raised in chiraq 

Just keep your distance and please do not bug me and you won’t get hurt
that’s a new life hack

Got a issue we can get straight to hittin 
not playing no games like I just bought a Mac 

Think I’m a threat cuz I’m by his girl 
But I’m askin who’s her best friend 

You better get up out my presence 
By the time that I count to ten

Talking bout my bread like she earned it 
All my racks is not yours to spend

I’m finna keep on chasin paper 
You just getting my dividends

Give me a break, give me a break

I told lil shawty to sit on my face 

Everything truly is not as it seems 

Living like wizards of Waverly Place 

Gasman the plug only give me exotics 

You niggas be smoking on that herb of grace

She said that she wanted to fuck in the stu 

Plug my xlr right into her interface

CHECKTHESTATS! (Go2DaMoon Remix)(prod venexxi)

Ya Dig Freestyle (prod. Primest)

Ya Dig Freestyle (Prod. Primestars)

SUPRISE!!!! 

got a sudden surge of inspiration and finally finished this joint, hope y'all enjoy!!!

Lyrics:
I’ve been null since the death of my pops

The Visions of his body every night need to stop

Feelin like the worlds against me but don’t got any opps

I’m just prayin this project I’m workin on doesn’t flop

Cuz I still wanna make him proud, wherever he is

He never said sorry for all the shit that he did

I never got the chance to do much outward reachin 

I can do this shit one handed nigga O’dell

Lime wire was puttin viruses in the Old Dell

Member that short period of living in motels

But still grateful to even have a place I could call Shel- (Shelter)
terpenes got me activated what’s that smell

gasoline I’m fillin up the tank of the Corvair

That’s old school shit, that’s old news bitch 

My momma raised me listenin to 90’s hits, and neo-soul side snares

But sometimes she would bump that hard shit from the Yay (Bay Area)

Shake yo dreads and get stupid Rest In Peace to Mac Dre

then she’d switch it up and bump Toni Braxton or Marvin Gaye 

Both my parents gave me all the talent I have today 

 you come at me sideways I’ll make your brain hard reset

way too good with computers I know what to do with this tech


Now extend the clip add a laser I’m increasing the specs

Look like your strap gettin to jamming like that shit bottlenecked

Okay Please Don’t pull that card before some shit that’s graphic happens to em

Any nigga working against me im fuckin blastin through em

Compared to my bros I bet that must move like molasses to em

GTA like Trevor in that Jag bullets I passed it to em 
(I love you I love you I love you)

I’ve mastered the art of blasphemy

 never force this shit it occurs to me naturally

niggas weak lookin atrophied 

Way too many kids is born into a life of bastardy 

Wont stop grinding till every verse I spit is a masterpiece

Tappin into many professions feel like I’m Master P

Cut em off and still kept it civil but now they mad at me

Talking bout  “I sonned yo ass you was a punchin bag for me”
The fuckin audacity 

A textbook example of taking kindness for weakness

 That brother was lost so petty grudges I refuse to keep it

A product of his environment, it’s clear he wasn’t gone be shit

it makes sense why his behavior was a-

(Maaan, fuck that lame ass nigga...)

Me and all my niggas goin psycho mobbing’

Finna make more angry shit so at my shows y’all can mosh pit 

No such thing as a limit there’s a line, imma cross it

Oh you don’t think I can increase the intensity nigga watch this

FUCK THAT nigga I’m pissed off

Keep showin that piss watch and I’m slicing yo wrist off

Think you the Royal Ice Master like you first name was Kristoff

But I hate to break it to you pussy nigga you big soft

Lil nigga you bitch made

Aiming straight for the ribcage 

You can Pray all you want but when I’m around you can’t get saved

The fangs Is poppin out like I glued teeth to a switch blade

Makin music till I die it’s just a bonus I get paid

Ya Dig Freestyle (Prod. Primestars)

Verity

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