JOURNEY OF ME GETTIN FAMOUS

blow!

@uhhmarye

lyrics: 

in my zone, okay
i took the perc, now a young nigga flowin'
arp, right to his cap, nigga frozen
knock at his trap, shooter on roof
nigga can't fuck with the crew

pick, pick, like i caught a pick 6
i got a choppa that's leaving you wristless
it's not my fault that you bitchless
i got this old hoe, put her on wish list
all on my body
that's my zales
i'm on narcotics
you ain't getting sales,
lil' nigga you botted
that nigga failed,
lil' nigga botted,
all of his reels,

lil' baby chill
you know i'm real
put it on baby, baby just chill
new hoe, she from haiti
this hoe slim thick,
her name's sadie
i cannot lie,
lil bitch i'm fried,
i'm pouring a 5
this hoe trynna call me,
she just gon' cry,
i don't wanna hoe trynna ruin my vibe

i'm on pace,
i said fuck that face,
got buku waist,
i roll zo, i'm wasted
she want my load, she trynna taste it
i said "do not waste it"
on her bonnet, she just wasted
she on my body, my heart racing
this hoe wants some reparations

nope, nope
i got this hoe finna jump, jump
brand new clip in the dump, dump
you can get slimed for them runts, yeah
nigga talk down, and he done, done
brand new g-lock, he gon' run
g-lock, leave him like a honey bun
i got a new za, honey runtz
yo hoe got a fupa, ain't no buns, yeah

trynna fuck like yes,
budlight, no
and she on patron
yeah
this hoe got a grip
i'm finna nut
she on control
yeah
rockin' that vet
she on my bone
after that, getting her gone
yeah, like yeah, oh like yeah, oh like yeah

in my zone, okay
i took the perc, now a young nigga flowin'
arp, right to his cap, nigga frozen
knock at his trap, shooter on roof
nigga can't fuck with the crew
pick, pick, like i caught a pick 6
i got a choppa that's leaving you wristless

it's not my fault that you bitchless
i got this old hoe, put her on wish list
all on my body
that's my zales
i'm on narcotics
you ain't getting sales,
lil' nigga you botted
that nigga failed,
lil' nigga botted,
all of his reels,
lil' baby chill
you know i'm real
put it on baby, baby just chill

new hoe, she from haiti
this hoe slim thick,
her name's sadie
i cannot lie,
lil bitch i'm fried,
i'm pouring a 5
this hoe trynna call me,
she just gon' cry,
i don't wanna hoe trynna ruin my vibe
i'm on pace,
i said fuck that face,
got buku waist,

i roll zo, i'm wasted
she want my load, she trynna taste it
i said "do not waste it"
on her bonnet, she just wasted
she on my body, my heart racing
this hoe wants some reparations

pick 6

prod. @onejinaa + @1eighteennn
cover art: @imzachrii

tuck

No Hope

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Lyrics:
Rocking all black, Boolin in Gotham 
Couple h*es they blow up my jack, Got so much options 
Have my shooter come for yo neck, Come for you noggin 
She say I’m the only one lil b*tch I know u got some options
Well I got options too so b*tch it ain’t no problem 
Gotta run the money up that money keep on pieling 
Told that b*tch I gotta go that money keep on calling
Money blow my phone 
I told pop to T me up
Why yo h*e just hit me up
She said she just wanna f*ck and she said garments pick me up 
Yeah, I know sum n*ggas want my head I keep that semi tucked
Got to many options
To many options
So much h*e’s don’t know who to choose got to many options
I don’t know what car I should choose, what car I should drive yea
I don’t know what shoes I should choose, got so many options 

Yeah, my dawg told me to Ballout
You know I put that shit on feel like Babi Ballout
I-if I call my dawg up he’ll get you gone yeah
I done smoked a f*cking pound now im feeling gone yeah
I can’t feel my f*cking lungs body feeling numb yeah
In the stu I’m cooking up b*tch I’m in my zone yeah 
So much h*es that’s on my body I don’t got enough of em
So much hunnids in my pockets I don’t got enough of em

It’s so much h*es inside the truck can’t fit inside the cyber truck
I’m boolin with my dawgs wsp I told my boy pop T me up
This lil h*e wanna f*ck with us I told that lil h*e suck it up 
Me and pop go so much h*es I swear we got to many sluts 
and we pull up fly as f*ck black truck I swear they eat us up
Damn this black truck big as f*ck, it’s 5 percent it’s tinted up
All these h*es wanna come with us
I said they all can’t come with us
So many who should I choose
I might just say f*ck it and say wsp (might say wsp to all these h*es)

Rocking all black, Boolin in Gotham 
Couple h*es they blow up my jack, Got so much options 
Have my shooter come for yo neck, Come for you noggin 
She say I’m the only one lil b*tch I know u got some options
Well I got options too so b*tch it ain’t no problem 
Gotta run the money up that money keep on pieling 
Told that b*tch I gotta go that money keep on calling
Money blow my phone 
I told pop to T me up
Why yo h*e just hit me up
She said she just wanna f*ck and she said garments pick me up 
Yeah, I know sum n*ggas want my head I keep that semi tucked
Got to many options
To many options
So much h*e’s don’t know who to choose got to many options
I don’t know what car I should choose, what car I should drive yea
I don’t know what shoes I should choose, got so many options

cooldown

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