Name: YUNG YOGI x LXRDMXRTY “WAY TOO HIGH” by Yung Yogi
Duration: 2 min 38 s
Description: FLEW OUT TO BERLIN TO LINK UP W/ MAH DAWG LXRD MXRTY & WE KNOCKED OUT A FEW TRACKS & VISUALS THIS ONES THE FIRST WE DROPPED ENJOY YA SONS A BITCHES ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

VISUAL: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w4pVWCcp-7c

KID ANDRE - LIVE FREE OR DIE TRYING (PROD. XNGLN x PHIVEN) (MUSIC VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION)

LYRICS 

I see a silhouette
I try to escape and now I’m part of it 
barely recognize 
It’s hard to concentrate 
I caught a grip 
Resting on that carpet 
Making out my profit 
They robbin
Picking out my skin and bones 
And cartilage

Mind over matter 
I’m numbin the pain
I’m proud of it
 Pushin my way to the fucking 
Finish line like a mosh pit 
Vomit in da corner of a room 
So the flies feast 
I don’t wanna be the only one that eats 
Seekin out an SOS 
most these people RIP
Still flicking ash on this black T 
Slimmy the black sheep 
Fallin angel lonely reverend 
I’m seeing the signs full of sevens 
Break yourself or go to heaven 
Make yourself a humble servant
Total lies just to minimize
Your human purpose 

Sticks and stones may break my bones 
But practice makes it perfect 
Repetition tunnel vision 
Get the hell on so I can prowl on 

I see a silhouette 
I try to escape and now I’m part of it 
barely recognize 
It’s hard to concentrate 
I caught a grip 
Resting on that carpet 
Making out my profit 
They robbing
Picking out my skin and bones 
And cartilage

Mind over matter I’m numbing the pain
I’m proud of it
 
Pushin my way to the fucking 
Finish line like a mosh pit 
Vomit in the corner of a room 
So the flies feast 
I don’t wanna be the only one that eats 
Seekin out an SOS 
most these people RIP
Still flickin ash on this black T 

2x
I see these demons are crawlin
Or maybe I’m drawn to em 
Finish till the morning
Feel your flesh hit the floor
See these demons are crawlin
Or maybe I’m drawn to em 
Finish till the morning
Feel your flesh hit the floor 

Pull the sword out my spine 
If it makes you feel fine 
Then I’m drainin all the evil 
from my scattered skull

I see a silhouette
I try to escape and now I’m part of it 
barely recognize 
It’s hard to concentrate 
I caught a grip 
Resting on that carpet 
Making out my profit 
They robbin
Picking out my skin and bones 
And cartilage

Mind over matter 
I’m numbin the pain
I’m proud of it
 Pushin my way to the fucking 
Finish line like a mosh pit 
Vomit in da corner of a room 
So the flies feast 
I don’t wanna be the only one that eats 
Seekin out an SOS 
most these people RIP
Still flicking ash on this black T

SWORD IN MY SPINE (Prod. MTHEGREY)

FLEW OUT TO BERLIN TO LINK UP W/ MAH DAWG LXRD MXRTY & WE KNOCKED OUT A FEW TRACKS & VISUALS THIS ONES THE FIRST WE DROPPED ENJOY YA SONS A BITCHES ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

YUNG YOGI x LXRDMXRTY “WAY TOO HIGH”

Copyright © All Rights Reserved.2022
(Prod.By Marow  x Nikco Suavvaye )

APPLE MUSIC

Eviction Notice

Written by Ozzy Monroe and Mikul produced by Alchemy

My mind don't stop when I fall asleep
And the hands on the clock move at high speeds
I been here for a while still don't know what I see
Barely holding on to all that I believe
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know, no
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
With a bad bitch she holding my blick inside her purse
I'm walking in with my hand on my dick
The time is perfect
Pulled up swerving and pre-gaming
Hit some curbs and broke my lane but not on purpose
They be stagnant like intertia
Keep a four five inide a cold ride
Be driving so high through the night time
I peep the skyline light up the night sky
Low life, fuck your hoe life, give her coke line
Ima love the show life till the day God gives me no life
My mind don't stop when I fall asleep
And the hands on the clock move at high speeds
I been here for a while still don't know what I see
Barely holding on to all that I believe
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know, no
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Yea It's nothin' new
Somethin' bout quittin' on my dreams it don't make sense
Man, the irony, you need money just to make sense
Who will I be in the end? That's another topic
My niggas ain't gon' chill until they empty pockets
It was rock or the rock we didn't have an option
On the block watching out for cops, nigga, plottin
I'm going dumb no i'm an idiot like Patrick Star
God damn I hit him hard that shit gon' leave a scar
Strap to yo dome I ain't talking bout the stadium
I feel like J Cole cuz these hoes I ain't savin' em'
Christmas tree, I'm a star off the top
And at the bottom it's gon' be you in a box
Ozzy put me on the track my nigga it's an honor
You fuckin' with my nigga you gon' need a first responder
Went from being broke to really getting cash
Anything is possible they put Zora in smash
I'm getting stressed out
In the streets you get stretched out
It's the underground bitch ain't no sympathy for anybody
I'm a God the one and only
They don't make copies
Bad bitch gave me sloppy
My mind don't stop when I fall asleep
And the hands on the clock move at high speeds
I been here for a while still don't know what I see
Barely holding on to all that I believe
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know, no
Who will I be in the end? I don't know
Who will I be in the end? I don't know

Gotta Love It

What I See (feat. Mikul) [BONUS TRACK]

BUTT6RFL16$

(Prod.by Yondo X $uavvaye)


Copyright © All Rights Reserved.2018

Mummy

Sample- "YA dig" Matt Ox(acoustic version W/ Einer Bank)

LIN:
i don’t really wanna talk no more
days passing by got me feeling so low
asking for something but theres no response 
praying to god thats a shot in the  dark 
i wanna die in a field of red 
bodies surround me. humanity: dead
blade in my hand where i severed the thread connecting me from all the fucks and the rest 
they wanna play wit me 
so i end them wit glee 
slaughter the pig, now I’m drenched in blood 
another body floating in my flood 
bitch do not talk to me 
bitch can’t you fucken see 
i don’t really fuck wit none of you 
hate me but i fucken hate you too
i don’t wanna live like this no more 
everyday i wake up feeling cold 
i just wanna die here all alone 
let me fucking die here alone
pull up with an AK let it spray
say whatever they say then i slay 
begging for mercy but i don’t got shit to give
let him die at my feet no two shits a piss
i don’t play 
spread hate 
this place will fucking burn 
fuck this world 
this earth 
your faith and all your hope 
hoe

SVDI:
Riding alone
In the cutlass supreme
Fuck the whole scene
All of you fuckers
Mean nothing to me
Svdi Burn down society
And breathe the wretched twisted stench
Bodies of the children, that I lynch
Used as punching bags
Cause I love the fun and gags
Fun to watch em run
Cause I cut the calves 
Blood is leaking 
Seeping thru my leather seats
I’m peaking as the screaming seem to cease
Bodies of the sluts inside my sheets
Poking stroking till I’m nutting on the teeth
See I’m nothing but the mothafucka 
That you made me be (Thanks Gelatskis)
Day to day it feel the same 
I lost my faith, no halo
Die alone, inside these scars
You don’t get it, no way, no
You say you love me, 
ok bitch only if you say so
Taking you fuckers as prisoners 
All of you fuckers look similar
Svdi mortician, I’m killing em
Fucking these bitches, 
they bleeding, I’m drilling em
Ripping the cunt and I’m peeling em
Hanging the women and children
ain’t feeling em
Ain’t feeling shit
Ain’t no remorse 
Ain’t feeling you and this life anymore

Field Of Red

STARING AT THE CLOCK

Blokka $olo - Blxxdy

Music produced by Ziph 
Lyrics written by Ari Daniels & Ozzy Monroe

Don’t want shit to do with the police
Get pulled over
Don’t nobody know me
Killin time in my room smoking
Age 13 transformed to a dope fiend
Everyone act like the know me
This time last year
I was so lonely
Big dawg now
Wearing no leash
If I ain’t satisfied
There will be no peace
Kid from the D they fuck wit em
Bump with em
Running tough wit em
Spite the fact that he got a past 
but now hes awake while they slumbering 
fronting on everything that they moving 
look what it does to em 
stagnant stuck in they acts 
and they gnats to those who above the dust 
jogging in place playing catch up 
to those who focused on goals never settle 
for less than im worth i dont get sentimental 
i shed my foes 
shred em like its heavy metal 
i could hit em with a little bit of venom 
but ide rather keep it moving 
when im running with the rhythm
pop acetaminophen to kill the headache 
that im copping when i listen to em talking 
never stopping they all bopping cuz they
Tattood skin and gold teeth
With a Nose ring wearing no chain
Actin so plain
See me walking round
Prolly think ise in the dope game
That cocaine
Had me livin good
I ain’t need to cut
Making green
That romaine
Apply the pressure
So I Got em stressin
Hair falling out
Need rogaine
hop to the sound of my voice
when i pull up 
yeah they fall to the ground
when i stick them with a hook 
take a rook
checkmate
with my queen 
got em rolled up 
couple hits coming out from the met 
g i wrote em 
dont choke up on the track 
im a class act 
get a bag 
now i got em mad 
fuck a rat 
got the blue racks all cash
padding in my pants 
when im going ham 
do it for the cam
 my whole team from the field and they handpicked
cause they all keeping up with my antics 
please dont panic spent about a year in the hole 
for the xanax 
running round the block with a band full of bandits 
its not romantic
had to climb out of the grave 
and i did it on my own organic 
peep my semantics 
came out of nowehere 
cuz i have been moving in shadows 
silently slinking 
a  phantom 
seriously man 
what are you doing 
without the inkling of a serious plan 
i can see clearly the road that im walking 
and there aint no stopping nefarious fam
tryna get over on us 
you aint flying above 
cuz im bringing the aerial SAM 
rhymes automatic
yeah i kill thats a fact
got the flow on tap 
im serving it grand
Right where I sit
Get high then a bitch
Post a lil pic
They Shang hai my fit
Go hit on a bitch
Head back to the crib
Then grab on her tits
you all know the end
Drop her ass off
Then pick up her friend
Everyone fall
Just get up again
Say some real shit
They misunderstand
Say some dumb shit
Then gain a new fan
Make a lil hoe
Make me her new man
Make a new plan
Go make a new brand
Brand new flow
Make brand new bands
Smoke a  brand new pack
In some brand new vans
Full ass bank
From the same 2 bands
Don’t branch out
From the same 2 strands
Og smoke in a og wrap
Got Soul free bitch
Wit an only fans
plan in motion got an operation
they steady broke and so they steady hating
looking down you better change the placement 
weve been cooling got it snowing lately
yuh
plan in motion got an operation
they steady broke and so they steady hating
looking down you better change the placement 
weve been cooling got it snowing lately
plan in motion got an operation
they steady broke and so they steady hating
looking down you better change the placement 
weve been cooling got it snowing lately

handpicked

Handpicked feat. Ari Daniels (prod. L4L)

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