Pippen ft DarkPalace // Prod. The Alchemist

love, i'll find it😎

Need a doc come check on my sinus
Cause when it come to that green, I run it up
And go check on a pilot
Cause if that ball in my park imma punt it up
Whip too mean my bed too long you jump off my money your body go splat
And, everything I spend I make that shit right back still feel like ain’t done enough

Bills get paid my hair get laid that game get played that girl get slayed
I have them hoes coming in threes, it’s almost like I ride the sleigh
I might get off tween two or three
Tell me is you gon come ride today
And I stay frosty about the game, but imma be hot if you a flake
I know you used to being on back but please, don’t you lie today

Fuck that money talk, I got that shit, where’s my got damn bae
They should be lined up, like I am Starbucks any time of the got damn day
Like how you pass on me, why you fake on me, why you flee
Cause I am me, and I treat love like sport extreme hmm
I treat her pussy juice like Gatorade after a long Ass god damn play

Smacking her ass at the end of the day
She wild she my stallion I like how she play
She gobble my hay and its making me neigh neigh
She don’t want leave so she treat me like Dayday
And if her feet pretty then it’s goin mayday, my baby
I see all them cards that you playing and you must be joking if you thinking that you can play me cause baby this shit here is skill tier 2


Watch how I do sum
If I like it I shoot sum
Came from the bottom my shoe shine
Put down the bottle I'm winning the war
Diggin the trenches to settle the score
Way too refined I should be the award
And been to hell like 2 times
No, matter fact, 3 times
So I say fuck that peace sign
Cause this shit is me

I’m waadgawd, convert come through topless
Pass the rock to her, I slip knot this
I got knots my knots make my pockets
Look like rocks with haste ASAP rocky
If I got rock you know I won’t drop it
Drop the bass it make my face nauseous
Like the baby’s madre I’m papa
Knocked her off but might have up knocked it
If it ain’t mine I might get obnoxious
When I spit it’s sick damn near noxious
I might hit and switch blade I’m noctis
Gotta stay sharp, even when I’m split and start feeling like Roxas
I can’t quit, my wrist get like gauntlet
Snap right quick you’ll see I get heartless
Nobody can fuck wit me, stop it
Put your heart in the sky it’s soaring
You'll get judged because it ain’t light

Can you tell me which one is sorer
Your backside or my foot I’m kickin
Give the big boot bitch go the distance
Yelling freeze cause I’m in the kitchen

Dont
Say hello hi to your uvula when I’m impaling ya throat
And I don’t embellish, this shit is light I dont gotta get in my bag imma get in my coat

Now ya cant een do nun
If I like it I shoot sum
Came from the bottom my shoe shine
Put down the bottle I'm winning the war
Diggin the trenches to settle the score
Way too refined I should be the award
And been to hell like 2 times
No, matter fact, 3 times
So I say fuck that peace sign
Cause this shit is me

skill acquired [prod. ravoitchi]

PrincessPeach

me and julian bout to drop a mixtape fr. look at this tho

Braggo (by Waadie & Julian)

Im peacing shit together like im scissoring
Phalanges get to tweaking peak pilfering 
I’m stealing peace to keep my mental from shivering 
Never know when ghost will come and wither self esteem
Full of head esteem complex is god I’m all might so there is no need for offerings 
I pull up and you offer rings I’m coffin clean 
Keep your pen equipped and stay sharp, on ya academ 
Hack and spit till spleen is up
Scuff ya knees man your time and your deen is up
Stomach rumbling, im fuckin hungry got the meanest gut 
Kin is speaking slick, I love that nigga but I’ll clean em up 
Him, and his cousin I’m the meanest pup 
Matter fact, the meanest what?
Meanest of ba’ths and the horns watch a nigga trump
Thumping competition watch a nigga dump feces on the beating drums signaling my victory 
Don’t speak about that heifer she a mistake 
It seems my semen misplaced 
Im dodging bull shit to keep my calves lock 
Half this smoke will have you niggas hunched on the toilet having ass shocks 
Duck the smoke im letting off some ass shots
No hoe vo 
i know that sounded crazy but dont run away 
BRING THAT ASS HERE BOY

Two Williams were talking crazy 
So this nigga from the Clinton state is making two jfks
Put my own friends in the trophy case 
Nigga went from head of state to head on stake 
Plate looking like mellys order on a dinner date 
Florida aughta order me for him replace
im going ora ora ora beating in a friendly face, now stand up
This part of hymn aint even meet the pen
but the lines tough to keep inside the lines and off top like you died cause your mind stuck
ya fye stuff cannot touch my warmups
you chopped up when i load up bullpups you poor pups

Heavy reverence but reservation, is in a thin state 
Steady pedaling, cycle lessons, I get from sensei 
But now I’m meddling (medaling), feel I’m better than, him, a grim state 
Watch him riddled with, medal bars baby and I’m pain 
Almighty push shake my village watch me bring rain 
Walk the line between conscious, and insane 

Freedom fighter, free to fight a dummy still bring change 
Like it’s time to make a black head and it’s 08
Drop a bomb but don’t thank Obama you can thank Shane 
Don’t look at me with that face when you seeing that things changed 
This is what you get when you poke a nigga who chains lingo 
They don’t pick cotton pick you apart when the bars rain 

Don’t care about that helly these jabs pierce through a Philly shell 
So what you got me rapping if you blessed then I’m really hell 
Gc got me started, what a mixture of personnel, my personalities mixed I’ll show you niggas I’m really mell 
Horn rallies troops, you should know I’m the shepherd 
Ya pen ain’t fuckin wit me but here’s an E for ya effort cousin 
I am really him, I get you stuck with a hand gesture 
Pondering your life for millennia for a lesson
You going toe to toe wit a foe who is feeling kleptic 
This mode is no control my phalanges are way too dexterous 
I put myself in your shoes I ain’t switching perspectives 
If you on' want lose ya soles then, shit, watch who you step wit, dot

I love my niggas but I’ll murder you niggas

clean plate [prod. by chillimadebeats]

I’m bout to lose it
Four fuckin seconds, to piss me off again 
I’m a volatile substance best to handle me with care 
If you don’t I’m going nuke I drop on you and all ya friends, man move 

Leader of the unicorns man uno how I do 
Clapping back preemptively I wanna see you groove 
Boot up that lil Stu you got before I take ya shoes 
Imma make the bandit have to go and hide his jewels, aye 

I won’t do what Drake did 
I’m a sharp G, privy general I pace this 
Imma have you all in accord flat on the pavement 
Ugf my kin but you probably see Itachi when 

You seen me spinning back I hit a double mctwisty on the crew
Seranade my niggas man you know I’m Abel too
Caucasian pg, frail can’t finish the season
Bbq chicken and finger rolls when I’m bakin and shakin

Freaky frog wave a piece and make a lick get naked 
Why y’all make me run this victory lap you know I hate it 
I’d rather press you out and no this ain’t a sweat I’m breaking 
Gatorade commercial foes blood that I’m bathing 

Look what you made me do 
Hurry up and hit the booth
Know I got love for the crew 
But now I’m tired of waiting

I’m bout to lose it
Four fuckin seconds, to piss me off again 
I’m a volatile substance best to handle me with care 
If you don’t I’m going nuke drop on you and all ya friends, bitch move

Dont nobody care about that shit you got written down 
Put that shit on wax
I'm fuckin waitin

again?? [prod. by Dom Bartholomew]

Walking Dead (FreeStyle)

it's great experiencing love
best believe I'm gon dive in and experience it again

About You

This not a Tape just a drop from the non essential worker. You thought the mix was gone come nah its Rona outside. Listen while you practice mediocre social distancing.

again?? [prod. by Dom Bartholomew]

Waadie

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