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faith in you (symels,mxsui,luvpurp)

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

last chance p. jxyy2k

Lyrics:

Hoes got me fucked up
ARP givin' tummy tucks
Lil Beezy in the cut
Got lil Jay up in the cut
3.5 on me in the cut
Bad bitch suck me, buss a nut
Blood on my jeans, sittin back rollin' up tree
Blow a lil sum on shit, I'm like shit
Damn, where is the fit?
Opp gunned down in the street, I'm like who cares?
Nigga, where the medkit?
Me and lil Toont keep the fire
Where is Ovanni? That nigga keep him some blicks
Damn, bloodsucking bitch
Damn, bloodsucking tick
Bitch don't care 'bout my feelings, all she worried 'bout is pape
Half of these niggas think it's June every damn day
Nigga they lowkey gay
I would pay any damn money for people to feel my pain
Bitches can't see me when I cry 'cause I only cry in the rain
I be tryna stay, stay strong for my...
Stay strong for my...
Stay strong for my...
I be tryna stay, stay strong for my people
It's too much evil
For no reason
Niggas be schemin'
With the beam I'm beamin'
Back then they used to tease me
Now I'm up, now a real nigga cheesin'
Niggas grimy, they'll do you so sleazy
No grill, I'm talkin' greasy
Childish, might as well get to teething
That's on my momma
Hoes got me fucked up
ARP givin' tummy tucks
Lil Beezy in the cut
Got lil Jay up in the cut
3.5 on me in the cut
Bad bitch suck me, buss a nut
Blood on my jeans, sittin back rollin' up tree
Blow a lil sum on shit, I'm like shit
Damn, where is the fit?
Opp gunned down in the street

dog eat man (mxsui x luvpurp)

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)

hold my hand (meta)

hypocrite (meta x jenry)

heavy rain (symels)

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

hold my hand (meta)

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