this gotta be wokeups best song to date / top 3

adlibs on this are actually insane if u listen hard enough, nobody doin it like bro

LOOK AT DA FUCKIN TIMER CUT DA WIRES BET HIS BRAIN B BLOWN😩

❈°  🎀  𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓇𝓎  🎀  °❈

richer than my peers prod jxyy2k

in my head i want her back 
i can see her in my dreams
bitch im all up in my bag
up that chop and let it sing
all them percs up in my bag
i know that bitch in my way
tunnel vision never lack 
leave the world go mia
don't go where ur suppose to
i can't ima hold u
i love u girl
try to trip yeah i fall too
no dark clouds like im alto
leave it ill go too
no fuck that
love her idc
she all in my head
put that shit to bed
i can finally rest
i just passed the test 
chop fill him up wit led
all up in my head 
i don't know what u said

want her back p. jxyy2k & lj

south

Shine - No More Rainy Days (Jalen's Version)

Lyrics:

Bitch, she got a dark soul
We in Anor Londo
Totin' big fucking guns, shit you ain't heard of yet
Can't fuck a bad bitch? Where yo fuckin' confidence?
I like fucking fashion
Truck a nigga, Madden
I swear I just made niggas
Where my fucking patent?
All the shit I gave niggas
They so damn ungrateful
All the shit I paid for
Fuckin' bankroll, nigga
Fake pole, nigga
Try to steal from me, we taking fingers, toes, bitch
Get low, get low, miss you
Why they always wanna misuse me?
I just wanna do good by you
I'm gone stretch a bitch out like she Luffy
We got rocket launchers, do you, before you do me
R.I.P. my nigga Goonew, may you R.I.P.
You got 1c, one chance, this ain't no fuckin' RP
She say I'm so handsome and she fond of me
Bad bitch a dancer in them skinny jeans
Toxic bitch, she cancer and she say I'm mean
I'm like, "Where yo manners, grammar?"
She a whole fan of Hannah
Fan of Hannah
Montana
Racking kills up on my Apex banner
Keep a pen tucked, getting geeked every second
I ain't in Texas, but get merked for trespassing
Fuck a fat hoe, I swear her name was Gladys
I can't crash out, I feel too damn happy
I'm right in the booth, right now, as we speak
You're fucked if you leave me

hannah montana (meta)

Lyrics:

Fuckin' up the time that I spent
Fuckin' up the fine dine, bitch
Bussdown, looking at ya hang time, bitch
She wanna fuck now
Taking back the flowers I sent
She on top
You on thin ice and I got that fucking torch, fuck
Greedy ass hoes always want more
Why you close the shit, I opened up the same door
World War II in this bitch, blow up claymore
Scaring all the hoes, he fucking up the plays
Dissing on me, better count your days
Blow brains, insane
'Cause yeah, these hoes they got me fucked up!
(Fucked up, fucked...)
Fucked up!
100 round mag, yeah dumpin' out that car
All these hoes mad, they like, "look he came far"
I don't got stage fright, bitch I pop out like Ray Charles
I was with Lala, we geekin' off the shroom bar
I'm like one more time
Hop out, bang time
Hundred percent 3's, bitch I pop out, Dame Time
Man, I do this shit for fun, you do it for the fame now
We got methods, tap in
Scammed him for that ten
Glock take his whole family down
Taking down his gen
All my life been hand-me-downs
Old shit they passing
Old shit, that's past tense
Enemies we clashin'
No confidence, can't fuck a bad bitch
Got a little pull on Twitter, yeah I'm havin'
Fire bullets, hit like dragon
'Cause yeah, these hoes they got me fucked up!
(Fucked up, fucked...)
Fucked up!
100 round mag, yeah dumpin' out that car
All these hoes mad, they like, "look he came far"
I don't got stage fright, bitch I pop out like Ray Charles
I was with Lala, we geekin' off the shroom bar
I'm like one more time. I get too high

the right way (meta)

Music Video: https://youtu.be/RvgHv6PM61U?si=IrWDUMRMQjunZNpx

Lyrics:

Yeah, chops out
We gon' lay the block out
Ouu, ahh
Hey, ahh
Niggas, they be capped out
20 kills, I done fragged out
New bands touched
Went from Vans to...
Balenciagas on kicks now
Ran up, he get ran down
Body bags, it's a man down
Oh, oh
It's a man down
I just asked my bitch, "Where we standing?"
It ain't working out, wish that I ain't plan shit
Man, I'm running routes, bitch I'm wide receiver
Bad bitch count money now, pop out showing clevage
Heaven, hell like up or down?
Find out when choppa sound
This shit hold 10 rounds, 20 rounds, 30 rounds
Fuck it, 50 rounds
Bitch, it ain't nothing, get 'em gone
Wanted it all along
Bitches wanna see my downfall
Kyn said, "Everytime that she text she ignore"
Hoe got hella coke, she finna blow her nose galore
It was me and Siah in dat cut we tammat some "Oh Lord!"
Years go by, we over
I don't really play the games and shit, oh
I got a fucking life to live
I ain't no damn kid no more
Nigga crashed out 'bout a fucking bitch, caught that nigga cryin' on the floor
How you gon' say you woke? You sleep on me
Niggas be biddin' like Joe, bitch

corners (symelz)

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