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Playa Envy - Caught Up (Prod. Lil Bucksta)

LYRICZ

VERZE 1 (TIPTOP)

Clicking on dem lemon sukas tiptop got Dat 9 for bustas 
Anna Canon keep me Buckin 
Lame mane fuck a discussion 
Ya head I'm busting wit my Nina Ross
Hang ya body on da cross tiptop ever take ever  a loss empty da clip on dem flaugin hoes mane u kno da  Scope ez come ez go red beam aimed up at ya nose watch ya face explode tiptop Creepin slow burning holy smoke load my gat cock it back let Dat bitch blow 
Hicery dickry dock tiptop wit da glock 
Best to watch ya tone be4 I put ya ass n da funeral home tiptop Da Druid burning chicken bumping pimpn wit my kniccas mystic yall best make way cus we taking over trizick


VERZE 2 (MYSTIC)

Lookin at the eyes of a killa 
Man for reala
Imma go in gotta get em where he live?
I don’t wanna play no games 
feel no pain 
Fill my cup and a blunt full of Jane 
Imma go ahead and blaze it when I’m hittin up the cut 
Motherfuckers showin love cause they know what it does 
Hell no bruh 
I don’t know you fam 
Mista mystic with that bread 
 split it w the fam 
MEGVLITHIC going up
Cusche click clicked up 
We don’t give a fuck man we rolling with them big bucks
Me and Druid down 
Highway bound 
Fifth full of a drank 
In the trunk got a pound 
Smoke it all down 
Fill it back up 
Motherfuckers get down with them runtz 
Split that blunt and unload that stress 
Best not test 
Or blow my damn high 
I think I make a mother fucker go and meet the sky 
I don’t wanna fuck around not the fucking guy 
Show respect and just Cash a check 
Then we go out and we get the rest 
I confess 
I love this game
Wouldn’t want anything else anyway

TIPTOPDADRUID - EMPTY THA CLIPP(FEAT.MYSTIC)PROD.TIPTOP

swagdad

1972

SUN EATER! FT L!LYTH

DRAGONMANE - Angel Falls (Prod. RѦMSXY)

Hateful & Grateful

Air War Feat. StoneDogg (Prod. Ned Bundy)

PARANOID'64 (PROD. ZACH RABBIT)

I PRAY FOR COMPETITION (PROD. YOUNG STOVE)

MASTERED BY ZACH RABBIT
PRODUCED BY YOUNG STOVE
Lyrics :
[Verse 1]
Mane I been here too many times before
scared with no damn where to go.
Gripping on my plastic tone,
hopin im gone make it home.
Sirens closing in on me.
Duck off through the backstreets .
Threw my hoodie in the trash,
descriptions won't be fittin me
Blasted on that ass
without no mask and now i'm here...
Pussy niggas layin wounded
kuz they didnt think I will.
But I did and that's they ass
and now my ass is on the run.
I was gone before his body fell,
Blood filled up his lungs.
Because this is what you get
you fuck with mine and that's a homicide.
Killer in my nature bitch
my family name is full of pride.
We don't bar no shit, bitch that's yo life
if we come get yo ass.
If I must then i would sacrifice
to see this nina blast.
Now that's that shit that you can not relate to 
bitch i'm built for war...
People killing people,
I done seen it too many times before.
I was brought up in family 
full of violence and death.
I could use this hatred to crush
anyone til nothings left.
You don't know me bitch
My nigga Harris is my last name...
Anna that we pack could burn 
Satan himself with massive flames.
I cant help it trick
kuz I was born into this crazy shit.
Uncles killing uncles,
mommas, daddys, cousins in the pen.
Imagine being 4 years old
and blood was splattered all over the room.
Family members fighting
covered head to toe in crimson goo.
wondering why the people that I loved 
was filled with so much hate.
back against the wall with no idea
as what i'm sposed to do.
Back to reality, thats one mo casualty.
Niggas be talkin, and know nothing bout me
I run wit a tec tryna wet up the enemies
to the extremity, horrible energy.
Releasing this demonic entity
Boost my abilities
damage me mentally...
Take one mo swig of the energy
boost my adrenaline
this is my penalty.
Nigga i'm leaning 
my vision impaired 
all of the adrenaline gone,
Mane its dark
and i'm way too far away from home.
I don't think i'm gonna make it back this time
layin there, possessed, gripping on a empty 9...
[Verse 2]
Jump up out my sleep
I heard a noise that shit done startled me.
Dropped the mag and looked,
its not a single bullet in the heat!
Who could it be?
Is it the police kuz they haven't caught me yet
Or maybe its the homies of 
the niggas i left bloody wet.
Fuck it mane
Tryna think but I ain't got no time for dat
I jumped this fence dipped
from the neighborhood through the back
I don't know what it is but
Zach will not go out like that
lot niggas hatin'
anyone could be the nigga that
woke me up up out my sleep.
I pray the lord my soul to keep
incase this nigga catch up
or i don't make it back home in one piece.
now mane ain't this is a bitch...
Dead end, fuck i'm stuck.
I cant go back that way mane but right here,
i'm a sitting duck.
Turned around and ran 
when i looked up i seen a silhouette 
of a myself, blast me in my chest
left me bloody wet.
Walked up stood over me
reloaded his 9
now i'm fosho
that I will not make it home this time.
blast me in my face
one twice, then a third.
My eyes burned from watching
the muzzle flash, makin' my stomach churn
All this heat that I feel.
God damn, ain't this a bitch.
I can feel my feel myself fading out, 
mane this is it
then a forth, then the fith shot woke me out my sleep
sweatin' in my bed, i'm confused, i still feel the heat
3am in the south, Rabbit smoking on the trees
tryna ease my brain
from a dream inside a fuckin dream...

PARALYSIS (PROD. YOUNG STOVE)

JACKIN' CONSTANTLY FT. COCAINE KRUEGER (PROD. ZACH RABBIT)

BULLETHOLEZ (PROD. ZACH RABBIT)[2015]

NEVER FALL SHORT (PROD. YOUNG STOVE)

alone
mister can u tell me 
have u ever been alone
I dont mean by yourself,
I mean so truly all alone
oh how terrifying it must be 
to feel alone
the darkness will surround you
now you know your all alone
alone
all of you homies ran and 
now u know your all alone
the truth before yo eyes
you realize your all alone

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you talking shit about me
mane you got some type of balls
I kick the door and niggas will
commence to shit they draws
you niggaz fake, but I ain't fake
and neither is the tone
these niggas gangsta till I'm standin
in they living room
catch a nigga beat a nigga
I dont wanna see the nigga
when he go to sleep then ima leave him there
I would hate to be the nigga 
lookin down the millimeter 
thinking I'm the nigga 
that won't take it there
hit yo body till I hear the bones 
break in there
bitch I ain't no novice hoe 
I do this on the regular 
rabbit bear fist beat em to the ground 
on the nigga way home
kuz he thinking hell make it there
---------
it's all fun and games until 
u say the wrong shit
my family in yo mouth
will get yo fuckin dome split
talkin bout some shit you dont know
will get on my nerves 
buy tickets to yo show 
just to beat you to the curb
you say it's all love 
but ik that it's all hate
you keep it all real, huh?
ik you all fake.
you claim you gangsta huh?
yeah that's what they all say.
I fill a glass up wit yo blood 
and take a tall drink
these niggas saying I'm a bitch?
that a tall tale
the 7.62 will make 
yo fuckin body smell
the 556 will mop that shit 
up off yo fuckin head
I know youll call the cops 
if I dont make sure that you dead
nigga I got shit that'll 
make a nigga piss himself fosho
make a nigga shiit himself fosho
nigga these straps ain't just for show

ALONE (PROD. YOUNG STOVE)

LIFE'S UNFAIR (PROD. DJ UNFAIR)

PARANOID'64 (PROD. ZACH RABBIT)

Zach Rabbit

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