Lyrics:

Baby girl just wanna spend it, get it so she drop the throat, baby wanna learn the business told her she don’t wanna know, I told her that I’m different but it’s something that she’s heard before, Immersive in my purpose making money is the only goal.

Got the dirty money and we work it so the cash clean, I just keeping on working don’t want life to be a bad dream, I just give my service if she want me in the backseat, baby keep on flirting ima give it if she ask me. 

We mixing on the Albeton, Swigging on the Jameson, How I give you all these moves and I hear you ain’t playing them.

I’m getting what I’m owed, staying solid to my toes, ask who got it and who don’t, never bend I never fold. 

Hear them talking what’s the word, If there’s popping I’m the first, Crack ya body on the curb, Left me dying in the dirt.

Ain’t about it it’s a phase, have you run into my blade, you be playing every option like this shit really a game goddam.

baby girl just wanna spend it, get it so she drop the throat, baby wanna learn the business told her she don’t wanna know, I told her that I’m different but it’s something that she’s heard before, Immersive in my purpose making money is the only goal (x2)

¥UNG M0N3¥ (PROD. ERM TRIPPLIN)

Lyrics: 

You just doing whatchu want when I’m doing what I gotta, I be putting up a front when we moving up the product, you just never gave a fuck left me down here at the bottom, then I got my money up watch me throw it never drop it

And I’m swimming in the pussy then she sucked me out the rip tide, my money keep on going up I’m feeling like the gas price, living in the moment like I’m smoking up a crack pipe, I just keep on going til I hear the bell for halftime

I’m good Ol’ sport cuz I’m fucking Ms. Daisy, the money can’t be short when you owing me payment, I’ve been sniffing up the coke living life in the 80’s, I keep hearing all these voices but I can’t see the faces 

Cant be floating in emotions, gotta hold it when we rolling, can’t just lock it into storage, but you know we lock and load it, always got it in the moment, got my profit and I show it, and I drop it if she throw it, soda pop so I stay golden

Yeah, yeah

Cinderella if the shoe fits, never hang with loose lips, if I hear you talking won’t be me to do the shooting

I’m just working on the process, fill the money in my pocket, I invest and I see profit, if you have it then I got it 

Yeah, yeah 

And then I got it, yeah yeah 

So come and get it, yeah yeah X2

(Outro) This place erase all my pain, my thoughts gone take me away, I never learned how to break, no love is stuffed in my veins X2

SodaPop (Prod. Genesis)

Lyrics:

I ain’t fuckin wit you no more, I ain’t fuckin wit you no more, got me sniffing up the hardcore, how you give it when it’s not forced, send a shot missed the backboard, I ain’t fuckin wit you no more, got me sniffing up the hardcore, how you give it when it’s not forced

The deal is on the table and I close it with a handshake, My money keep on talking I don’t even have to translate, I always keep it low key like I’m cheating off a classmate,  gotta keep it moving even if I got a bad day 

I’m always in the moment, got my money never show it, life is funny when you notice, that we’re dying while we’re growing

If I’m honest let me confess, money is the subject, I love to make it long but I just always make her cum quick

And I got a meeting ima sit down with the Corleone’s, I keep getting money so I’m building my portfolio, I hit it then I gotta go, it’s going down geronimo, and you don’t have enough time to think about if it’s right or wrong 

I’m spinning from the whiplash, live it and I spit facts, tryna grow your wealth but you just always pick the the quick cash 

I’m tryna get the facts of it, the glorious the maximus, the holyness to grab a fist, and hit all of the pacifists, I smoke the crack from back of it, I hold it back and laugh a bit, the high pretty maculate, the snack of holy sacrament 

I hit a home run when I’m up at the bat, and your girl always smile when I flip her the cap, I’m always in it for a while when I hit from the back, and if she digging in my style then she digging on Jack 

I got my drip drip on with my shawty today, you know we get shit on when you party with me, just call my flip flop phone got the money to play, and don’t you come at me wrong or ima run up a fade

And I hit a home run when I’m up at the bat, and your girl always smile when I flip her the cap, I’m always in it for a while when I hit from the back, and if she digging in my style then she digging on Jack (X2)

WHIPLASH (PROD. CHRIS CARR)

Lyrics:

I can spit the fire on the iron like a blacksmith, she said ima lair but I know that she don’t fact check, I hustle in the rain because you know I like my bag wet, you fucking wit my money then you bugging like a crackhead.

I’m sipping on the activist, the booty I’m in back of it, I loose it become hazardous, they shoot me fade to black again.

I learn it like a star student, money and I talk fluent, always tryna get the bag so we just keep the ball moving

Go and pull a lick and now I’m flipping on your pockets, I go and Fuck a bitch and then I’m sitting in my conscience, I think of what I did and how I’m living in the process, I’m always gonna swing cuz it’s a given cuz I’m toxic. 

Gotta pick and roll, married to this money I can’t let it go, take it home, stashed a couple racks in the envelope, episodes, you be bugging out so then you copped the chrome, all alone-

If I think it then I’m gon speak it, a real man can take a loss while you chalk it up to some reasons, I tell myself that I’m good and I’m hoping that I believe it, I got everything I want then I realized that I was dreaming, I’m sinking upon my thoughts I’m just tryna stop the bleeding 

I try to hold a moment and then you going and it’s gone, I’ve been holding down emotions never noticed it was wrong, I’m just trying to be goated so you throw me on the throne, I’ve been fighting all these demons so I’m better on my own

You can’t make the dream that you’re chasing, your thoughts are too deep you cant escape it, I smoke too much weed down in my basement, Lord God save me please if I don’t make it 

The devil saying taste this, slowly showing patience, he said that he’ll get me but won’t tell what the day is, always on the grave shift, using souls as payment, I just keep on running until I fall down on the pavement 

3-13-22

Chrome Hazard (Prod. Yemme)

Lyrics:

Put up the numbers they ain’t coming close, I keep the blicky right under my coat, not tryna fuck so just give me the throat, money be moving so we gotta go

Making the money I’m making the green, fucking wit me then you fuck wit my team, when we get jumping it’s something to see, flipping the substance to structure my dream

I did it once then I did it again, you had your time but it came and it went, I got the homie so you bring a friend, gotta spend money to stay outta debt 

Whole lotta barking but they never bite, they pulling up and I tell them the price, holding discussions to hold down your life, I got it once then I’m getting it twice 

Living a movie I stick to the script, she throw the booty then I’m going in, I caught you lacking they screaming out rip, I keep it drippy so baby don’t slip 

Working a racket like I am a mobster, open your lips then you turn to a goner, throw on a suit then I’m dripping it proper, had her bent over then I met her father 

When I drop in we be making the noise, helicopter follow me to the point, make some money just to fill up my void, feeling skinny ima get on them roids 

Driving dirty when we swerve off the block,   counting money cuz we get it a lot, watch who is close because they always plot, copped a fake rollie it’s ticks on the clock

Catch me laughing on the way to the bank, I kept drinking til I drowned in my pain, you kept tripping til you went into space, made some money then I got out my way

I just keep working so I get no rest, making the money and breaking the bread, if you be talking then say with your chest, youre never honest I’m holding my breathe 

Ima great white I put it in her jaws, she just keep waiting but I never call, I just want love when she wanting it raw, picking my placement to get up in charge 

My bitch is a goddess, she flipping the product, I made all this money and didn’t do college, we smoking the chronic, I’m filling my pocket, I spend it and spend it until I see profit

BARK BARK BITCH (PROD. FLEXUS)

Lyrics:

She just wanna free ride, Lemme hit it 3 times, Shawty wanna see me so you know I cannot decline 

(so she coming over yeah she coming over) 

But baby girl be toxic, acting outta pocket, but the way she moving makes me tolerate the process, I’m living like I’m god sent, switched up then your dogs left, I have no drip in my name except my broken faucet, money watch em toss it, honey want them profits, so much in my head that I had to get my cock licked 

Smoking in the back seat, watching life pass me, I’m sleep walking I never woke up from my last dream

White boy in his cardigan, don’t act like you’re apart of this, I be on the dark side of the moon just like I’m Artemis

You fucking wit the wrong cat, hit you when you most lack, running from the devil cuz he tryna get your soul back 

Aint got much it’s just Jack, Loves trash, I wish I could get my trust back, puff packs, I’m bleeding into my bloodbath, must laugh, and smile into the gun blast 

Turned 8k to a 100 thou, I be catching all these dubs like I’m running routes, you told me to pull up but you ain’t coming out, you be looking for something that is already found 

She just wanna free ride, Lemme hit it 3 times, Shawty wanna see me so you know I cannot decline 

(so she coming over yeah she coming over)

JustJack (Prod. BeatsByBeau)

Lyrcis:

I’m out like it’s sabbatical, I’m drinking by the gallon flow, I’m sailing on a yacht and when we pass you in a paddle boat

You copping off them other dudes, I’m watching whatchu gonna do, I’ll just call my friends and they’re Italian like Gabagool, I love it when she coming thru, tell me baby what it do, if the flip is flopping then I’m flipping down the avenue

I mix it then it breaks up, money on my paystub, I shoot you with my ray gun, ima zombie I don’t wake up

Got money coming rapidly, you kicking with a Cassidy, I’m tripping on the mic and then I’m flowing outta gravity, I’m flipping on a pound of weed, the mixing got it sounding clean, the bitches they be doubting me, I get it cuz I’m bout the green 

Send a shot it ricochet, iced out like a winter day, you just love the light so now you nervous when that fixture break, I smack it when I hit the plate, got money and I’m feeling great, I drive it up around and then I drop it in a different state 

Smoking on the ganja fumes, stacking on the finer blue, and you keep on talking crazy acting like you got a crew 

Whatchu do whatchu got, money ticking on the clock, bitches acting crazy then I gotta get you off the block 

See you later senorita, I be bleeding with my feet up, And just when she show them titties got me cheesing like gordita, they be fiending for a re-up, I’m a demon you a Kia, and just when I catch that bag I’m running home in my adidas’s 

I will cut you like a surgeon, leave you bloody like a virgin, never sloppy when I working, making profit is my purpose , Got a watch it when they swerving, they be plotting like the Germans, and I’m hungry muthafucka take the apple from the serpent 

(Okay)

I’m sleepy like the president, I’m smoking on the medicine, I played a couple a moves and then I gave it to my brethren, the talking is irrelevant, they shooting when I’m stepping In, They said they didn’t want it so I went and took the rest of it 

I be whipping in my Honda, keep on flipping for a dolla, who you tricking im your father, scotty pimpin on the roster, she be sipping on moscato, London Tipton when she driving, I’ve been rocking with no problem, fuck you talking know I got it yuh 

(Okay)

Made money in the motherland, I’m snapping like the rubber bands, and when we get to counting it you know we gotta go again, 

And spin it back, smoking on a different pack, (if) money calling get attached, you slipping and dipping with the cash, cant get it back 

I’m sniffing up the Florida keys, the money can resolve a dream, when you keep doing me wrong I will act accordingly 

She shake it like a Polaroid, I’m golden like I’m pony boy, and if you aint not tryna scrap you better watch your tone of voice 

She dripping like aquarium, my blade is all valaryian, im coughing like the variant, you walk on me I burry ya 


*Most badass breaking bad quote*

The Flip Is Flopping (Prod. BeatsByBeau)

Single By Chris Chau ft. IV Clover. This beat was made by J Dilla. I do not own the rights to this beat.

Caliber of The Blue Room:

_ _ i'm a beast with these bars
You know i'm always leanin like i be on a seesaw
Until i went to sleep and then i started to see stars
I keep drawn, if i die i'm a respawn

_momma told me i could solely beat the obstacles
_from the sloppy joes to only eatin ramen bowls
_we went from pockets broke to anything that's possible
It's called the trap cus they wanna see who'd die for gold

_yea ur eyes are closed open them with knowledge, cus that's the greatest profit, gaining consious, we smoke the grade a chronic, and hope the day is common, to all of you i'm honest but ya gotta shape your noggin not a problem

I be knockin, but they never seem to open, i always sugarcoat it like the potent, i'm tryin go to oceans or discover my atlantis, or leave my town and planet would you care about my absence or my passion

_ this the fuckin melody i tell a be, yeah i better be a different kinda era see, im tryna change the world, but it's hard to do, the only thing that you could ask for is a smarter you
_ _ yeah i think i need another one
_ _ i said i think i need another] one

_ _ and i keep my passion burnin, without a pastor's sermon i surpass to past performance, i never pass i'm soarin like the sound is always foreign, i try to take the boring from ya morning recordin

How you think i'd like to spend my summer days of youth, summer shade and pools, the color of the baby blue, with the puffy clouds and the rain at noon, i ain't afraid of you my favorite overrated goon it's

Me against the world it's another day of madness, i wonder if a kid will surprise me with a rap dis,
I could backflip but only on my last trip, you only mad cus yo past hits disastrous,

We slack and practice rappin that we have been, all these rhymes are packed in like a cabinet, instrumental tactics, tracked to interact attack with my ex caliber, commander of this category 

_ this the fuckin melody i tell a be, yeah i better be a different kinda era see, im tryna change the world, but it's hard to do, the only thing that you could ask for is a smarter you
_ _ yeah i think i need another one
_ _ i said i think i need another] one

06-01-2015

Caliber(Blue Room) ft. IV Clover (Prod. J Dilla)

FLIP FLOP (PROD. LONE)(2018)

<3 $ MORE (PROD. KID OCEAN)(2018)

diamond belt (prod. mikey klim)(2018)

1998
SBNJ
Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCEHvvdXg4FP2p7LuWUNJ-qg

Caliber(Blue Room) ft. IV Clover (Prod. J Dilla)

Chris Chau

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