Did My Best (Prod. Marry percs x Global )

(Yeah, yeah)
(U fans, huh)
(Let's talk about it)

U fans, why huh?
Talk big, but your grind ain't high, bruh
Scrollin' on my name like Wi-Fi, huh
Signal strong, you can't deny, nah

They postin', ghostin', lurk my lane,
Wanna ride my wave, can't surf my pain.
Talk that cap, but the math don't add,
They subtractin' facts, I just laugh, stay glad.

Eyes on my moves like I'm teachin' class,
Every step I take, they reachin' fast.
Keyboard warriors typin' all day,
But when we face to face, ain't got nothin' to say.

(Uh, yeah)
They watch, they hate, they commentate,
But my success somethin' they can't replicate.

U fans, why huh?
Talk big, but your grind ain't high, bruh
Scrollin' on my name like Wi-Fi, huh
Signal strong, you can't deny, nah

No shade, just sun on truth,
Blueprint clean, I proof my proof.
U fans, claim fam, act brand new,
Love when I move, hate when I do.

They screenshot my wins, debate my flaws,
I'm breakin' ceilings while they breakin' laws.
Of common sense, yeah, it's so dense,
How you my biggest fan and my defense?

Double-tap my life from behind the screen,
Meanwhile I'm stackin' everything I dreamed.
Notifications poppin', they can't resist,
My name on they tongue like a shopping list.

Click, like, type—repeat,
My name the code in they feed.
I breathe rare air, they tweet,
Still can't compete with heat.

U fans, why huh?
Talk big, but your grind ain't high, bruh
Scrollin' on my name like Wi-Fi, huh
Signal strong, you can't deny, nah

They study my page like it's finals week,
I'm the topic they discuss, I'm the vibe they seek.
Say they don't care, but they always there,
First to view my story, truth or dare?

Contradiction in they whole existence,
Claim they movin' on, but they keep the distance.
Close enough to watch, far enough to hate,
I'm the meal they can't digest on they plate.

Algorithm know me better than they mama do,
Every hour checkin' what I'm up to.
I don't need the love, I just find it funny,
How you invest your time but ain't makin' money?

(Let me break it down)
(Let me break it down)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

U fans, why huh?
Talk big, but your grind ain't high, bruh
Scrollin' on my name like Wi-Fi, huh
Signal strong, you can't deny, nah

I rise, they watch in disbelief,
My grind eternal, theirs so brief.
Built this empire brick by brick,
While they throwin' stones, I just stack 'em quick.

Foundation solid, can't be shaken,
Every move calculated, never fakin'.
They want the crown but won't pay the price,
I sacrifice daily, roll the dice twice.

Keep my name warm in they cold conversations,
I'm the motivation and the frustration.
Free rent in they head, I don't charge a fee,
Living lavish in they mind, that's my property.

U fans, why huh?
Keep watchin' while I fly high, bruh.
They talk, I walk—no lie, huh,
Real ones don't need reply, nah.

U fans, why huh?
Talk big, but your grind ain't high, bruh
Scrollin' on my name like Wi-Fi, huh
Signal strong, you can't deny, nah

(U fans... yeah)
(Keep scrollin')
(I'll keep glowin')
(No reply needed)

(U Fan)

LordsOfDogTown (prod. Emilio Morales)

FXNTASTIC! ^.* [prodkennedy] @_lilhalo

NASKARNOAH FREESTYLE (prod.sisdom)

360 (feat. Cutty)

insta: @zaviersrage 
Artwork by me

LYRICS:
Who that
Nigga move back
Brought the crew back
Yeah I’m always on sum shit

You wack
That’s a brute fact
Make a new track
And u still finna suck dick

Yung nigga all bout the cabbage
Paint on her face ain’t no canvas
Fuck about kicking old habits I look at these niggas they ain’t ready for damage

Trynna get drunk lil nigga where the bums at
Aye fun fact
Income looking dumb fat
Had the lunch pack
With the drugs
And the dub sacks
cut that
Now that boy hooked what a dumb ass

Fuck nigga run up to status
It’s 945 and our bitches the baddest
Bitch I got fed up so I dipped out the campus
While u was rehearsing that hamlet with faggots

Bitch niggas can’t approach me
She thought that I loved her she must not know me
Bitch I’m on the ups I ain’t getting no sleep
Bitch I’m itching for the money like a damn dope fiend

Lowkey

I’m just trynna Leave with the gwuap
I don’t smoke dope coke g what I bought
945 be the team sending shots
Fuck a op
Body’s drop
Like leaves at the spot

I’ve been stuck for way too long
But I ain’t blew strong
But the hate Proved wrong
Cause I’m shitting on these niggas like I ate foo young
Move on
Bitch yo momma fucking Raised you wrong
Wont be too long till these niggas wake up
Get ya weight up
I uptake
Yo plate
I ranked up
Here’s duck tape
Yo face
Need to stay shut
For Fuck sake
Ur scum
I stay up

MOBBIN TOO DEEP (prod. Hayden Wells)

ZAVIERSRAGE