"up yet?"
pray to god now
got me crying on da floor
til the sun out

"are you upset"
got me feelin down
i wish i could tell everything
you feel about
me.

make me hurt 'til i feel it in my guts
yea
always hurts a lil more when the sun
sets
bitches always cryin cus they
upset
pray to god baby
bitch you know im
haunted

haunted (prod. hurtsucca)

IMINLOVE (Lyrics)

(Yeah, I love the way that the money make me feel)
(Make me feel)
(I’m in love wit’ the way that the money make me feel)
(I’m in love)
(Yeah, I love the way that the money make me feel)
(Make me feel)
(I’m in love wit’ the way that the money make me feel)
(I’m in love)

Yeah, I love the way that the money make me feel
(Make me feel)
Shawty, tell me what’s the deal? Do you wanna pop a pill?
(Pop a pill)
I do drugs baby, wait, can you clutch up on my steel?
(Clutch my steel)
Can you dump it, get a kill? Can you catch bodies for real?
(Get a kill)

You can’t off me, shawty
Pull up out my body, body
Isn’t wit’ me, caught ‘em, dropped ‘em
Floppin’ when we saw ‘em, stopped ‘em
Dumped ‘em in a graveyard, play hard
You’re gon’ have to stay hard
Bitch, we like Viagra, Blue Chew how we always stay hard
(What?)

Yeah, I love the way that the money make me feel
(Make me feel)
I’m in love wit’ the way that the money make me feel
(I’m in love)
Yeah, I love the way that the money make me feel
(Make me feel)
I’m in love wit’ the way that the money make me feel
(I’m in love)

Yeah, I love the way that the money make me feel
(Make me feel)
Shawty, tell me what’s the deal? Do you wanna pop a pill?
(Pop a pill)
I do drugs baby, wait, can you clutch up on my steel?
(Clutch my steel)
Can you dump it, get a kill? Can you catch bodies for real?
(Get a kill)

You gon’ show me, slowly
Baby, when we roll in, roll ‘em
Don’t get blown, lil’ shawty
You know how we totin’, own ‘em, show ‘em
(Grra, grra)
All black tint like a pimp
I be sippin’ on that codeine, O.D’d
(Wawa)
Heavy usin’ syrup in the ‘Burg
Off the yerks, off the percs
(Ugh)

Put the pain in the verse
Let the chorus rep itself
(Bitch)
Left a stain on ya’ shirt
I need more death to be dealt
(Yuh)
Get ya’ slain in a church
Pray to God and pray for help
(Better pray)
Turn ya’ name to a curse
Take ya’ off to spread the wealth
(Spread it)

Yeah, I love the way that the money make me feel
(Make me feel)
I’m in love wit’ the way that the money make me feel
(I’m in love)
Yeah, I love the way that the money make me feel
(Make me feel)
I’m in love wit’ the way that the money make me feel
(I’m in love)

Yeah, I love the way that the money make me feel
(Make me feel)
Shawty, tell me what’s the deal? Do you wanna pop a pill?
(Pop a pill)
I do drugs baby, wait, can you clutch up on my steel?
(Clutch my steel)
Can you dump it, get a kill? Can you catch bodies for real?
(Get a kill)

Droppin’ X wit’ ya’ ex havin’ sex in a ‘Vette
(Havin’ sex)
I’m up next and the best callin’ next for a check
(I’m up next)
Cop a vest, come correct cus I’ll aim it at ya’ neck
(Come correct)
I’m obsessed wit’ the mess of the bloodshed, it’s no flex
(I’m obsessed)
I’ve gone insane, get the switch and then spray
(Grra, grra)
Bitch, I’ll blow ya’ membranes all across ya’ dashboard
(Oohoo)
That whore been paid, she still wanna get paid
(Been paid, been paid)
Told her hit the dash more, fucked her on ya’ dad’s floor
(On the fl-floor)

Newports menthol, shady slim lil’ big boss
(Big boss)
Faded while I slick talk, blue bills but no crip walk
(Slick talk)
Bust to let my stick talk, you won’t even limp walk
(Stick talk)
Saved but my heart’s been dark, God’s soldiers have been marched
(Been dark)

Way away, I’m faded mane, I slaved away another day to reach the grave
I hate it, same shit played inside a different way,
I’m achin’, save a forsaken stray
Makin’ plays in 4 distant states
I’m playin’ whores and stakin’ more in stuff like drugs because they pay, yeah

Yeah, I love the way that the money make me feel
(Make me feel)
I’m in love wit’ the way that the money make me feel
(I’m in love)
Yeah, I love the way that the money make me feel
(Make me feel)
I’m in love wit’ the way that the money make me feel
(I’m in love)

IMINLOVE (p. SPHYNX)

got it pimp (Lyrics)

(Got it pimp, I’m a fuckin’ player, come and do some)

Got it pimp, we some fuckin’ players, come and do some
Fuck yo’ bitch, ain’t never been shit, we runnin’ through sluts
Got it pimp, I’m a lay this pipe down, spark the wood up
She suck me so good, yeah, she doin’ what she should, yeah
Got it pimp, I’m a fuckin’ player, come and do some
Fuck yo’ bitch, ain’t never been shit, we runnin’ through sluts
Sellin’ drugs fuckin’ up gettin’ stuck off of some sticky
She just wanna drip out wit’ me, shawty we’ve done lit the city

Fire up the flower, any way it do not matter
Put my dick up in yo’ bitch ribs, I think I fucked up her bladder
My pockets be lookin’ fatter and my hoes be lookin’ badder
I ain’t hearin’ none the chatter, up a stick and make ‘em stagger
Never gave a fuck if you talk shit then I’m gon’ fuck yo’ bitch
Fuck her in yo’ crib, I’m gon’ bust all up on yo’ linens
Always drippin’ every sentence such a menace a life sentence
Is my finish when I’m endin’ this lil’ shit, bitch, I’m demented

Eminem-like riddlin’ it’s sittin’ in, sins always winnin’
Grinnin’, man, I’m livin’ trippin’ on a mission for the chicken
What’s the jist amidst a bitch so sickening? I’m so addicted
I don’t know, bro, I don’t get it but she loves it when I hit it
And I love the way she moanin’ while she stare into my eyes
I don’t care if shawty lies, I ain’t want to make her cry
If she love to play just focus on yoself she’ll play the side
Game is game but always shine, don’t let that shit have you dyin’, cus

Racks is all that matter, bitch, it’s money over errythang
Money over errythang, money over errythang
Racks is all that matter, bitch, it’s money over errythang
Money over errythang, money over errythang

Got it pimp, we some fuckin’ players, come and do some
Fuck yo’ bitch, ain’t never been shit, we runnin’ through sluts
Got it pimp, I’m a lay this pipe down, spark the wood up
She suck me so good, yeah, she doin’ what she should, yeah

got it pimp (p. painhunter x pswrd)

IMONDRUGS (Lyrics)

(I’ve been stuck, I’m on drugs)
(Baby, I can’t get enough)

(I’m on drugs)
(Baby, I can’t get enough)

I’ve been stuck, I’m on drugs
Baby, I can’t get enough
(I can’t)
Can’t show love, I’m so fucked
Lately, I just need my cup
(I need)
What the fuck? What the fuck?
I hope I’ll run out of luck
(I will)
What the fuck? What the fuck?
I can’t even give a fuck
(I can’t)

About no one
Watchin’ so I’ll show ‘em
(Show ‘em)
Glow up wit’ the dough
Yeah, we steady bound to blow up
(Blow up)
She want me to show up
But I’ll never show up
(Show up)
She told me to grow up
You don’t even know us
(Know us)

You don’t wanna know me
(You don’t)
You’ll just watch me O.D.
(Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Tweakin’ in the nosebleeds
(Tweakin’)
Me and brodie both geeked
(Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Hittin’ the slopes, snow deep
(Hit slopes)
Jittery lil’ flow, sheesh
(Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Whisperin’ to ghosts, seems
(Whisper to ‘em)
They all wanna know me
(Yuh, yuh, yuh)

I’ve been stuck, I’m on drugs
Baby, I can’t get enough
(I can’t)
I’ve been stuck, I’m on drugs
Baby, I can’t get enough
(I can’t)
I’ve been stuck, I’m on drugs
Baby, I can’t get enough
(I can’t)
I’ve been stuck, I’m on drugs
I’ve been stuck, I’m on drugs
(I’m on)

I’ve been stuck, I’m on drugs
Baby, I can’t get enough
(I can’t)
Can’t show love, I’m so fucked
Lately, I just need my cup
(I need)
What the fuck? What the fuck?
I hope I’ll run out of luck
(I will)
What the fuck? What the fuck?
I can’t even give a fuck
(I can’t)

About no one
Watchin’ so I’ll show ‘em
(Show ‘em)
Glow up wit’ the dough
Yeah, we steady bound to blow up
(Blow up)
She want me to show up
But I’ll never show up
(Show up)
She told me to grow up
You don’t even know us
(Know us)

IMONDRUGS (p. slwxly)

lasting prod xami

ig : @vicegodscvm 🦇 “behind this track” = lyrics
grime gospel 🗝️ (i’m bipolar asab)

IMINLOVE (p. SPHYNX)

VICEGOD$CVM (NFE Nami!)

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