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Charlie Puth - Betty Boop [Original Mix]

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Get Wild (Prod. Profetesa Beats)

Quadeca x Moxas - No Deal

-- LYRICS --
All these girls they're so evil
2 AM when you need me (Ay, Ay)
All these girls they're so evil
Causing problems cause they need to
2 AM when you need me
Solve your troubles like a Meseeks
All these girls they're so evil
Causing problems cause they need to
2 AM when you need me
Solve your troubles like a Meseeks

I know you know that she want us alone
But that's all that you want you 
Don't care bout me nuff 'cause you know
Thinking how it's inevitable
Long distance relationships and lonely on the phone
But why
I don't care loyalty is on my side
Everytime that I'm with you I'm always nice
When I'm with you I just never wanna fight
Together we livin up every night
I know
You know
I want you on the low
for sure
I ain't playing games
No shame
I just want the fame with you
No chains on you (yah yah)

All these girls they're so evil
Causing problems cause they need to
2 AM when you need me
Solve your troubles like a Meseeks
All these girls they're so evil
Causing problems cause they need to
2 AM when you need me
Solve your troubles like a Meseeks

These evil bitches wanna take my heart and throw it out
I should've put a rise in front her so she gon' watch her mouth
She keeps talking I don't even know what it's about
It seems that if when i got money she gon' scream and shout

So I'm gone, I don't need you anymore
Don't break my heart on the way out when you walk out the door

(ay, ay)

All these girls they're so evil
Causing problems cause they need to
2 AM when you need me
Solve your troubles like a Meseeks
All these girls they're so evil
Causing problems cause they need to
2 AM when you need me
Solve your troubles like a Meseeks

Evil Girls (Prod. Xtravulous)

--Lyrics--
Y’all be talkin shit but ain’t about shit
Y’all be ridin waves I’ll be sure to watch you drown quick
I know I’m a king I ain’t worried bout it
My only concern is if my head and the crown fit

i aint have the time bitch i know i'm late
you say you want pressure but you know that you cant hold your weight
wanna watch my back snap wanna watch my shoulders break
then i watch em back track you actin like a hoe today
Don’t fuck with me ain’t no switchin sides
I was feelin dead now I’m energized
Shoulda stayed the same I don’t like different vibes
Now I’m out here burnin bridges and I’m snipping ties
Tryna minimize all the drama that be fuckin with my head piece
Y’all be talkin shit but next time say with yo chest please
Used to be the man but as of late you lookin less beast
So imma take shots until yo mothafuckin vest leaks
You don’t want no smoke you would think you on parole
You would you think was big Sean the way you went and lost control
Feel like Kendrick in this bitch I be watching y’all patrol
Y’all be lookin like some feds I’m countin heads you best stay low 

Y’all be talkin shit but ain’t about shit
Y’all be ridin waves I’ll be sure to watch you drown quick
I know I’m a king I ain’t worried bout it
My only concern is if my head and the crown fit 
 
I was hittin beats when you was hittin hoes
Y’all wanna do arenas but don’t wanna do the empty shows
All you got is friendly foes go ahead and stick with those
Y’all ain’t got no friends that keep it real that’s why y’all get exposed
Fuck it imma just do me I’ll let you have the stress
Imma let you worry I ain’t worried bout no average threats I’m at they necks
Y’all some pussies that just type fast
Hoe don’t nobody wanna text you with yo dry ass
Actin like you high class I’m laughing when I drive past
You think your boyfriend made it cuz he sellin all them dime bags
Then he gets arrested he gon snitch or he gon play dumb
You attracted to the shit you sposed to stay away from
Say you’ll hold em down yeah you say that you his day one
you relied on him you out here fuckin after day one
You move on the next to whoever bring in checks
Then you claim you ain’t a hoe usin sex to finesse
 
Y’all be talkin shit but ain’t about shit
Y’all be ridin waves I’ll be sure to watch you drown quick
I know I’m a king I ain’t worried bout it
My only concern is if my head and the crown fit

Empty Threats (Prod. HomageBeats)

--Lyrics--
Has anybody told you the present is old news?
Peddlin’ your presence puttin’ heads in that old noose,
They don’t lose, better refuse you won’t do
it’s a war In the core, you know, these your tombs,
 
Any more is enough, get a whore and a blunt
You can run but you stand outdone in the funds
I’ma lunge, I’ma budge you to bust in the bustle,
Yellin’ out, run, fucker run, better hustle,
 
The paradox is when the heroine calls and says
‘Look, give it your all or you can not get involved.’
But when she's honestly abrasive then the problem evolves,
she crossed the line you tried to turn but you get smacked with a wall,
 
And It's just, raw sentiment, benefits not present,
But beggin’ for more presence, an energy so pressin’,
Pickin pieces, preachin’ peace and creepin’ to the exit,
Keep the keys and meet the greed with grievance or acceptance
 
--Hook-- 
More than me, to cross my eyes,
I, force my shine, hold my line
So high, I preach to both my sides,
Bide my time, grow my rhymes, I
 
I say all the right things, at all the wrong times,
Yea you might sing but it’s all the wrong lines,
In my all default mind, I’ma lie real quiet,
Let the time go by, let the time go by
 
 
Smokin this Golden Virginia,
A marriage of mirrors,
Dependent on the rarest of feelings,
And scared to admit it,
We chokin on the air of the minute,
It’s fair to resent it,
Defendin’ what you barely diminish,
 
An heir to the quitters, wearin’ the image,
Tearin the innards. Listenin’ for you to air the percentage
And animate the candidates that brought you there to present it
Pissed the pot away, shot astray and never regretted,
 
Mortified, objectified,
Sure to sign to semper fi,
Where tempers fly,
Let'em get a lick in for the dough,
Where the chickens get ahead,
And the wicked get a rope,
And the whippers got a snap,
Wishin’ well to give'em hope,
 
Snitch and tell to get'em smoked
Fell so far to know not,
The hell holds home, the tell shows those to know rot,
And no shock, go dot those, and grow bones, I,
Don't not know to not get froze, I won’t die
 
  
--Hook-- 
More than me to, cross my eyes,
I, force my shine, hold my line
So high, I can't control my time,
But i won't lie, I don't mind, I
 
I say all the right things, at all the wrong times,
Yeah, you might sing but it’s all the wrong lines,
In my all default mind, I’ma lie real quiet,
Let the time go by, let the time go, bye

Back Talk

--Lyrics--
 //Verse 1:
You feel that? When the levels taking over
Full supreme jack clean medical exposure
Keep my brain packed two turn styles twisted
Turbines spinnin' winnin' ultimate precision
Man I keep that shit stashed deep down in the locks
Grippin' up my socks keep flowing through the docks
Dopamine fiends don't blink for the lean man
We need that heavy chopped up ready magic vaccine
Got the dream is to extreme the reason that I'm fiendin'
My IQ boosts up patterns I'm conceiving
See it we gone rob and steal, now its gone its Copperfield
Laying back my skull cracks out with for proper feel
Keep my brain on wet we don't accept no other chemicals
My bank account's in debt and I forget where all my feta goes
Serotonin where we goin' coming in the back
But I'ma be alright if I got dopamine attacks
 
 
//Hook x2:
Feel it in a rush hey man I feel it in my name
Feel it when I'm coming to overdose the pain
Sidewalk sitting but my dopamines hitting
Know that I'ma fiend never clean never quittin'
 
 
//Verse 2:
Step back yo as we relate on different platforms
My right brain switch to kick truest that born
I keep my mind buck 75 for the trip
We drop alcohol and chemicals synthetical’s legit
Dopamine fix we did not cop hot
A pound two ox with amphetamines I pop
Keep me melancholy add the Molly in the back, man
Morphine lollys grab the Dollys on track
Fresh picking true sessions spawn from the field
Playbacks slay tracks oversize the yield
I'm in the Benz-o taking Benzos to the dome
Cop it we gone pop escape and then gone take me home
I'm on that opiate fix with that quick dope itch
Endless supply I got that brain style glitch
I keep that secret weapon always sitting in my pocket
Let it flood I fell in love please don't ever stop it
 
//Bridge:
Are you thinking to yourself
Are you better off broken? or dead?
Or being killed?
Know that I'ma fiend never clean never quittin'
 
//Hook x4:
Feel it in a rush hey man I feel it in my name
Feel it when I'm coming to overdose the pain
Sidewalk sitting but my dopamines hitting
Know that I'ma fiend never clean never quittin'

Dopamine

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Get Wild (Prod. Profetesa Beats)

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