DO NOT DISTURB (PROD. TWENTYTWO5)

50 ROUND DRUM (feat. 13dge)

I NO LONGER GIVE A SHIT BOUT HOLDIN ONTO MUSIC IM POSTIN EVERY 2 WEEKS PEEP THE DROP OR DONT FUCKBOY
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HOE I TAKE YO FUCKIN EGO, AND I EAT THAT
SHE DROPPIN HA ADDY, BITCH IM STAYIN WHERE MA FEET AT
PUSSY BOY YOU KNO MA ELO, COME N TRY 2 MEET THAT
SLIDIN OUT W/ TABBY, GET 2 SQUEEZN, WHERE THA CHEESE @
(WALL OPEN!) LIKE ORYX, HOW I BREACH THAT
PUSSY BOY U BORIN, HOW THA FUCK AM I GON TEACH THAT
IF BULLETS GET 2 POURIN, BETTA FIND OUT WHERE YO KEYS AT
LIKE KEEF, IM FUCKN SCORIN, BITCH IM SMOKN, WHERE MA PIECE AT
BITCH U LOVE 2 FLEX, ION FUCK W/ IT
ACT A FUCKN FOOL, N IMMA HAVE 2 GET 2 DUMPIN IT
STR8 UPPIN IT, AINT NO FUCKN USE FOR U, AINT DUCKIN IT
CANT RUN FROM IT, GRAB MA FUCKIN TOOL, LIL BITCH IM TUCKIN IT
BITCH IM RUNNIN 4 DEEP, IF YOU KEEP TALKIN THAT SHIT NOW
U BIG CLOWN, PULL UP 2 THE SPOT REAL SLO, WIT STIX OUT
BITCH IM WIT 2014, BEST BELIEVE WE AIR YO CRIB OUT
NOW GET DOWN, ALL UP ON YO BLOCK, IM GETTIN RICH NOW
BITCH U HAVE NO PRESENCE, STEADY SECOND GUESSIN
ALWAYS TRYNA FIND OUT, HOW THE PPL GET THEY BLESSIN
BITCH STOP ASKIN ALLEM QUESTIONS, KEEP IT PRESSIN
I AINT BOUT 2 WORRY BOUT NO LITTLE FUCKIN LESSON
TELL ME, WHY THEY ACTIN FUNNY? I FEEL LIFTED
IMMA GET THIS MONEY, KEEP A MOTHAFUCKIN DISTANCE
BITCH I GET ROTISSERIE, IM TALKN BOUT DA CHICKEN
SAME DAY DELIVERY, IM PUSHIN LIKE A PISTON

ELO [ROLLIE]

PRODUCED BY @SSJCXRPSE
"I AM THE SON" EP JULY 25TH

IF IT EVER MATTERED COULD I MAKE IT MATTER LESS?
COULD I MAKE MATTERS WORSE?
COULD I PUT YOU TO THE TEST 
BITCH SAY IT WITH YA CHEST
EVEN IF YOU DON’T BELIEVE 
BET MY TEETH LOOKIN THE BEST
WHEN I WIPE YOU OFF THE SCREEN

IF A GOD IS IN THE SKY HOPE HE SEND YOU STRAIGHT TO HELL
HOPE YOU LOSE YOUR FUCKIN MIND, HOPE YOU NEVER GET YOUR MAIL
HOPE YOU WASTE ALL OF YOUR TIME LIKE YOU DOIN ANYWAY
HOPE YOU TRIP WHEN YOU WALK, HOPE YOU GO TO FUCKIN JAIL

SUFFER, DIE
SUFFER, DIE
SUFFER, DIE
SUFFER, DIE

ALL THIS FUCKIN’ TIME I’M NEVER GETTIN BACK, GIVE IT BACK
FOR I COME AND TAKE IT WITH A QUICK ATTACK
SICKLE STAB INTO YOUR FUCKIN CHEST SO I CAN RIP IT BACK
WATER DOWN EVERY MEMORY YOU EVER THINK YOU HAD
WANT IT NOW, WANT IT BADDER THAN I EVER WANTED SHIT
FUCK A LAW, FUCK APOLOGIZING, FUCK A COMPLIMENT
BREAK A JAW, KEEP A COUPLE BULLETS FOR MY COMMON SENSE IF I’M WRONG
KILL ME WHERE I STAND AND DANCE ATOP THE PIT, SING A SONG

IF IT EVER MATTERED WHAT’S IT MATTER NOW?
TAKE YOUR BODY STICK IT UNDERGROUND 
SO MY MIND CAN FEEL THE SAFEST SOUND
SILENCE IS THE KEY, YOU DYIN’ NOW

SUFFER, DIE
SUFFER, DIE
SUFFER, DIE
SUFFER, DIE
SUFFER, DIE
SUFFER, DIE
SUFFER, DIE
SUFFER, DIE

IF IT EVER MATTERED WHAT’S IT MATTER NOW?
TAKE YOUR BODY STICK IT UNDERGROUND 
SO MY MIND CAN FEEL THE SAFEST SOUND
SILENCE IS THE KEY, YOU DYIN’ NOW

SUFFER + DIE (PROD. CXRPSE)

flexin wit no bred, like bitch you need to pay the bills
you be oppin on a fed, but you aint came into the drill
poppin off his head, lil bitch im playin for the thrill
for the love of the game, for the pain, for the kill
and im rockin out wit sin, we make em double back
before i wasn't lockin in, you kno i had to run it back
dont put out my blunt, i neva said that i was done wit that
smokin on these runtz, it got me feelin like, another track
that boy, don't like me, bitch i been known
slice em, and i dice em, bitch im feelin like im kimbo
know i had to price em, but im never givin info
and shordy she a lifer, im sellin whiter then my skin tone
and you know im sippin jose, 
fuck another shot, cuz bitch i dropped it in my oj
smokin by my lonely, cuz i never wanna rotate
if you try to hoe me, imma diss u in the flow state,
got a pack on me, i ain't gonna flip it, bet yo shordy
throw it back on me, i ain't gonna hit it,
said you chasin on a sack homie, ion really get it
tell me what the fuck is that homie, you ain't fuckin women
u ain't fuckin winnin, chillin at the bottom, boy you lookin  like a bitch 
i could not imagine, being stuck in that position
like all yo shit is wack, don't even cap about no vision
get it scrapped, don't come back into this mothafuckin kitchen
chip on the shoulder, but it's comin off the block
as long as i get older, gon be reachin for the top
straight seethin like my pops, and bitch im never gonna stop
keep my culture from the mob, im like sopranos wit the mop
bro you baggin groceries, not bodies, get to clockin in 
hit that fuckin lick right down at kroger, while im shoppin it
gromit you got ovaries, you pussy, get to droppin it
caught you at the club without a bitch, and you was poppin it
please put the down the mic, you fuckin suck
rest in peace, or rather piss, im puttin gromit in this blunt
you can't bag a bitch, not wit that shit, you runnin up 
got a chomo in this pack, you pushin back, we rollin up

FOR THE LOVE OF THE GAME [SPLURCETTI]

@evil-do-er

all i care bout is that paper bitch
im in the cut like a taper bitch
real nigga shit, i aint with all the faking bitch
ugh, im on my grind like a fakie smith
bad lil bitch on the dick and she taping it
brand new wood, cop a zip, put an eighth in it
roll it up, spark it, plus you know im facing it
i just be cooling, dont got time for hating bitch

ugh
blowing that gas and im feeling amazing
bitch im bluefacing, his pockets is vacant
im on that same shit, dont gotta say shit
that nigga hate me, i dont even blame him
im in the back and im high as inflation
im with his bitch and we having relations
that nigga tough, but im using quotations
we not the same, we not even adjacent

ugh, ugh
niggas be making me sick like ne-yo
i put like 30 inside of the three four
glock put that boy in the sky like iyo
he fade away, when i shoot its a three though
ugh, im sending shots like tito's
be what you want, but you aint gon be me though
to keep it a hundred, just gon be a zero

ugh
i up the choppa, he running a four flat
niggas be bitching like go take a prozac
i come around, you aint getting your hoe back
fuck niggas stuck in the past like a throwback
niggas my sons, and you fuck niggas know that
hope you up quick, cause i shoot like a kodak
fuck up my wrist when that mf blow back, ugh

i up the switch and it sound like its glitching
im feeling like max, keep a pole like im fishing
and if you aint the gang, i dont fuck with the vision
like mf the fame, tryna ball like a piston
like run this shit back if your ass aint been listening
i wet his block like a mf christening
im with his bitch and she giving it up
if you aint shini, aint kicking shit, ugh

niggas be bitch i dont know what to say
thats okay, im only here for the pay
spitting that real, i aint come here to play
how the fuck else imma get to the pape?
v12 money truck, im finna race
i never gave a fuck, pick up the pace
niggas cant be me, start pumping the brakes
bitch im the best, you cant even debate

ugh, ugh
back in this bitch off the medical
niggas be snitching, these niggas be federal
choppa gon cut him in half like a decimal
knocking that nigga straight off of his pedestal
ugh, he want the smoke then its plentiful
niggas gon make me do something regrettable
i cannot fuck with these niggas in general

PAPER! [PROD. EVILDOER]

LYRICS:
LIKE A DYIN TREE I LET MY LIMBS FALL
AT YOUR WISH
CUZ YOUR SILENCE IS THE ONLY THING I
NEVER MISS
STILL YOUR BODY LET ME RING OUT
TOTAL BLISS
AND YOUR PROMISE BREAK A WAY TO MY HEART
JUST TO DISS

YOU CAN’T EXPECT ME NOT TO EXPECT THE WORST
YOU CAN’T EXPECT ME NOT TO ACCEPT YOUR WORDS
YOU CAN’T EXPECT ME NOT TO RESPECT YOUR WORTH
YOU CAN’T EXPECT ME NOT TO EXPECT THE WORST

SWIMMIN IN MIRACLES
GIVIN YOU EVERYTHING TILL I HAVE GIVEN IT ALL
CHANGE LIKE THE BACK OF MY BRAIN
IT’S INCREDIBLE, NOTHING CAN WIN BUT THE THOUGHTS
PIECE IT TOGETHER LIKE BIRDS OF A FEATHER WE FALL OUT THE NEST, SUCH A LOSS
LEFT OF THE CENTER, YOUR WORD IS MY TETHER SO WHY DON’T YOU PICK UP THE CALL

YOU FINNA MAKE ME LOSE MY WHOLE MIND
YOU BEEN ON THE MIND THIS WHOLE TIME
AND I DON’T WANNA HEAR SHIT, HOLD TIGHT
YOU GOTTA KNOW THAT THIS SHIT’S NOT RIGHT
14 DAYS OF YOUR EYES SO BRIGHT
WHEN I WALK IN, WHY THE FUCK THE LIGHT DON’T SHINE?
YOU FLIP A COIN AND YOU FIGHT YOUR HIGH
WHY?

YOU CAN’T EXPECT ME NOT TO EXPECT THE WORST
YOU CAN’T EXPECT ME NOT TO ACCEPT YOUR WORDS
YOU CAN’T EXPECT ME NOT TO RESPECT YOUR WORTH
YOU CAN’T EXPECT ME NOT TO EXPECT THE WORST

14 DAYS (PROD. CRYSTALDWELLER)

LYRICS:

I WANNA REMOVE MY BRAIN STEM
FROM MY SPINE
IT’S THE ONLY WAY THAT LIFE MAKE SENSE
IF I DIE
I WOULD NEVER HAVE TO FEEL WHAT YOU GAVE
AND IT’S A COUPLE OF YOU WHO OWE ME A MISTAKE
I FEEL GREAT
I DON’T NEED TO SELF INFLICT PAIN
CAUSE EVERYONE ELSE MAKE SURE IT’S ALL I TAKE
IT’S SO REAL, THAT I MUCH I CAN SAY
I WANNA FEEL SOMETHING ANYWAY

I WANNA TAKE YOU OUT, JUST DROP YOU DOWN
THE WHOLE WORLD WILL HEAR YOU HIT THE GROUND
YOU A JOKE, AND A SICK ONE I HAVE FOUND
WHAT’S A LIFE IF IT KICKS YOU WHILE YOU DOWN?
WHO NEEDS ENEMIES WHEN I’VE GOT FRIENDS LIKE YOU?
I CAN’T BELIEVE THE STUPID SHIT YOU CHOOSE
I’M INSIDE OF MY CELL, AS PER DESIGN
WANNA BREAK YO BRAIN STEM FROM YO SPINE

WHO NEEDS ENEMIES? (PROD. CXRPSE)

yoohoo  prod.tc

fuck it im releasing it today too much fire to contain enjoy

we all gettin wasted, pick a side you wanna die to
think you know whats best for me, muhfucka i despise you
get the fuck up off my dick, no i dont really like you
they all on my body, but im rocky how i fight through
i ain't at the function, if im comin, id be drummin
im in that lick, im jumpin, got a hundred in yo stomach
when i press that button mothafuckas get to duckin
like bitch im up to somethin, i can't front or give a fuck and
if you wanna hate me, come and find me, dont be bluffin
i don't rock designer, but somehow i still be stuntin
like if i had the finer things, i prolly would be punchin
and scammin like im stacy, all the fraud i would be touchin
i got blanks, but i ain't talkin bout the rounds up in this gun
i got ya life up in my hands, muhfucka know im not the one
you better thank me, if i rock you and i only did it once
cuz if i hit you and ya mans, ill make you cry like you my son
i really fly offa rip, if i see one of them stankin ass glenwood hoes
i cannot lie, couldn't fuck with those bitches not even out touchin a ten foot pole
i seen his eyes, he a lick, if i run up im bettin his men look froze
you know im reachin inside of the whip, what his last words, muhfucka hell gon kno
and if i get capped in the first, know im takin this track, put it back in the hearse
full on attackin, im rackin the work, i don't really throw hands, lemme pass you a verse 
yo shordy clap for a perc, in the back of the day, woulda laughed at a nerd
and i make it happen, my word, i don't want any smoke, but i really will pack you to dirt
shawty wanna be so bad like bitch you cannot hold my gun
3.5 in the dutch, like tree sap, bitch got wax all in my blunt
flew by, got dope all in my lungs, i'm too high i can't feel nun
you cannot toke that wit my son, we up this steel n just for fun
like bitch dont try to run, this bullet take u faster off yo feet
like bro that shit is obsolete, walk in the mall im coppin heat
this bitch gon try to clown, like fuck u mad cuz u aint poppin g
aint shit around thas stoppin me, i spit that shit like socrates

some fye shit [segway]

LYRICS:

I DON’T WANNA THINK ABOUT IT
IF YOU REALLY THINK ABOUT IT
I JUST WANNA SING ABOUT IT
FIT YOU IN MY LIFE CUT SHORT

TAKING SOMETHING THAT I NEVER GIVE FOR GRANTED, OH NO
I THOUGHT I DID IT THOUGHT I WON, THOUGHT I HAD IT FASHO

LOOK INTO MY EYES YOU CAN SEE I BEEN DRINKIN, MHM
LOOK INTO MY EYES YOU CAN SEE I BEEN THINKIN, MHM
I KNOW YOU KNOW HOW TO TALK, JUST LISTEN, MHM
LOOK INTO MY EYES YOU CAN SEE

LOOK INTO MY EYES YOU CAN SEE THAT I’M DYIN
I JUST WANNA CHILL THE STRESS AND THE SILENCE
CLOUDS MY MIND

FORGOT MY LEFT FROM RIGHT
FORGOT MY SENSE OF SIGHT
FORGOT MY VOICE GIVES LIFE
FORGOT MY SMILE INSIDE
NO BEST INTEREST IN MIND &
THEY ALWAYS WANNA TAKE ME FOR A RIDE
I JUST WANT SOMETHING THAT’S MINE

LOOK INTO MY EYES YOU CAN SEE I BEEN DRINKIN, MHM
LOOK INTO MY EYES YOU CAN SEE I BEEN WISHIN, MHM
LOOK INTO MY EYES YOU CAN SEE THAT I’M DYIN, MHM
LOOK INTO MY EYES YOU CAN SEE

Y’ALL DON’T REALLY FEEL ME BUT SMILE IN MY FACE MAN FUCK Y’ALL
I JUST WANNA CHILL BUT YOU RIGHT IN MY WAY, MAN FUCK Y’ALL
TAKING SOMETHING THAT I NEVER GIVE AND THROW IT OUT MAN FUCK Y’ALL
I DON’T WANNA THINK ABOUT IT

IF YOU REALLY THINK ABOUT IT
AIN’T NO POINT TO THINK ABOUT IT

i don't wanna think about it (prod. JAMES GORCZYCA)

SHÏNÏ GÄNG.

BEATS/CONTACT: yungflexlaflare@gmail.com

PAPER! [PROD. EVILDOER]

YUNG FLEX

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