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leave me lone (1oneam & me)

dead friends (vol)

criminal (ivvys yrsci)

dead friends 2 (9am)

caution (ivvys yrsci)

eyes on the prize (makkgin)

please don't cry (nerdcoke westly)

what do you desire? (jv)

jealous (dreamnote)

fear no man (makkgin)

so bored (yadier)

understand (chinapoet zachcs)

i let off (vol)

precognitive dream (vol)

stay onnat side (kiccy xanocery 19thou)

bookbag (lxlty)

@damnnhecold556
@vac

Lyrics: 
she like how I step in 
stay correct when you’re stepping 
keep a lethal weapon 
I’ll show you in a second. 
Put your hands on me, girl. I’m trying to see what you’re texting. 
don’t call me yo twine idk u not my brethren 
d say he ain’t slime ask him have you been to heaven
my bro he relapse hard head don’t learn his lesson
come and get yo hoe cause she overly going
i can’t go inside the gas too strong it’s too potent
sr-set the car challenger came w the pro tint
too much pape to trip about a bitch i hope yk this
u was tryna stand on bidness and i barely noticed
i just fk and then i block the bitch she say i’m hollywood
down a perc to numb the pain ok i prolly would
say im sorry for what i said okay like yea i prolly should 
im tryna pack the fattest blunt ok like lets go wood for wood
she gon give that neck up when i say so and that’s understood
he went out the worst way
he celeb up in his hood
i know down but baby no i been good 
my bro selling he ammo he don’t- (oh oh)

i barely noticed (damnnhecold556 & wise)

(party) all she wanna do she don’t got time for talking
you tryn ruin my mood i don’t go through this often
they like boy this new they like how i be saucing 
i can do that too if you wan get to crossing 
i got hoes in ny i got in austin
you wan laugh bout death ok we put you in a coffin 
my bro got the syrup told em im tryna  kill the coughing 
told em i tote em
fold em i fold em
holon like holon
i’m tryn break through this facade 
my brudda got rich off fraud
who is u u is not god
he get sent right back to lob (lobby)
on yo ass go get a job
only want the cream of the crop
i seen better days but i cannot complain no
it’s not even raining but i still wear this raincoat
stuck in yo ways youn even see shi from my angle
you put up a face cuz ik u can’t say no

all she wanna do is party (makkgin)

ok ok ok damn like a moth to a flame
obvious we ain’t thinking the same
damn i just sit in the rain
what you think of me that’s not the case
i took that to the chin
told myself you not always gon win
and i said what i said
can’t be sad cuz it’s no goin back
ik u seen the tags work too hard so i cannot relax 
and if we stating facts ain’t gon lie you was holding me back
and we doing em bad for u stella i run through em all
hella awkward i don’t wanna call
one chance you can’t drop the ball
hear them chant (hey)
they rooting for you like are you nervous at all
bumping fist ya dumb the boy really stupid if he think that we finna brawl 
i take what’s mines i take what’s his shi i’m tryna take it all

bdot that’s my brudda 
s/o bj he been like no other
duulic u my soulja 
mess around bs3 fold ya
shane day one 
for you split i’m pulling that gun
reno you my guy 
ss always gon reply
slim u is me
w lil juuv we smoking on tree
jaize u the one
w lil racs yk it be fun
sav keep on going 
w lil drew the money be flowing

no goin back (makkgin)

s/o my siblings for the adlibs

Lyrics: 

i keep coughing i sip syrup still coughing 
i can’t stop it comes to me so natural
i deposit i cannot stop the cash flow 
better lock it we looking through the backdoe 
i’m not perfect but i try my best everytime
picture perfect i put my thoughts in every rhyme
say she worth it but im not tryna waste my time
behind the curtains is stuff you wouldn’t even think about
go to bed and it’s stuff i hate to think about
tell you nothing i know you gotta loud mouth
one wrong move watch this whole thing go down south
i’m fin up it just waiting for the countdown
and im sorry if i hurt you
baby i ain mean to
i guess that makes two 
why can’t you tell the truth
some things i can’t do 
and that’s go sad for you 
i gotta add it up i gotta

picture perfect (makkgin)

i can’t fw u lil ho told that girl i’m sorry
had to block her on my phone that girl like to scar me
i try to stay by myself i don’t go to parties
slime i’m tryn check ur health u can put yo gaurd down 
they tell me lil viss just cry u wont be less of a man
it’s not even bout my pride but i dont think you understand 
sometimes wish i could rewind but now i gotta face it man
i just wan go get the prize my time i dont want waste it man
told everybody be nice now it’s so sad that he’s wasted man
so sad how i fall out w the day ones i can’t take it man
ts tragic ts harsh it’s the truth 
if you had one mo chance wwyd 
speak yo mind now they won’t look at you
i count up the green when a nigga feeling blue
oh precognitive dream it’s starting to come true
oh drip head to toes i got heffas tryna blow
oh so many times i broke wasn’t easy lord knows yea
i turn to the drugs thats the only way i cope yea

(jaize)
i see you i-i-i see you
see you in my dreams lil hoe what that mean
she wan she wan ball ball w the team
lil hoe i been leaning off the lean
(?)
you fuck boy you can’t ball hard get out the league
yea pull up fuck on me she wan pull up fuck on me 
she wan pull up fuck on me 
she wan she wan pull up fuck on me 
she know where i’m at 
who need yo lil love it’s just me
i couldn’t gaf niggas hatin from my side seats

lord knows ft jaize (makkgin)

true intentions (9am)

oh u smiling (condone)

he must not like pape he must not like green dat boi like sam i am

poke it out prod makkgin

fasho (boolymon jahsters)

rich n dumb (dhc)

today is your birthday 
we gon get that boy gone in the worst way
my shot hit everytime like a dirk fade
i get money you see what the shirt says
i do drugs i do it to hurt less

pop yo shit i don’t care
they like viss he ain’t playing fair (im sorry)
her friends say we a good pair (im sorry)
get so high now i just stare (im sorry)
my jeans they came w a flare (im sorry)
lil baby i tell you i care (i’m lying)
im doing these drugs on drugs im dying 
this the problem w me i see it im buying 
my brudda do wrong im legally blind
call me selena kill em w kindness
bih she gon kneel im guess im your highness 
how do u feel yo bruddas they slimey

by myself im still standing strong 
im not well im feeling so gone
diamonds white they sum like swan
hands in the air like we won
my plate full no you can’t get nun
ts dead it ain’t what it was
took his shit niga just cause

ya ooooh hop in that mf foree
and that mf be roarrr
my niggas they come thru the backdoor
2k bitch i ball on the court
run itup  too much now my legs got sore
and i’m smoking on gas feel ts in my core
and it’s so much story you don’t even know the lore

foreignS prod pierre bourne

(grenade 2)

im blowing za im moving like a zombie
you speak too much can you just stop the talk please
you was just a fan like how u get to riding
i aint ask you nun why you had to give yo five cents
hoe she dumb no strings attached this aint no violin
im calling yo lil bluff i know you stalling
i get way too high like when tf im gon start falling?
i cant trust that hoe she telling lies she never honest
we was never cool you not my slime likes lets be honest
oh you tryn be squad ill think about it
please dont hop up in this war cause it get rowdy
bad hoe she just wan gossip like come get mouthy
might be time to kick the cup i feel too drowsy
they tryn ruin my image they tryn make sh up about me
if u was a real one u would know its not true
i get grimey i get slimey bout them knots dude
hella fiends in the trap im selling dogfood

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