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run It Up (zachmadethis, obbeatss, m15)

citygirl(zachmadethis)

cant trip (zachmadethis)

candiedruntz w/eli (zachmadethis)

fake love (zachmadethis)

daisies (zachmadethis)

dumb w/eli (unvrsblank)

z1m2k - hate me (zachcs)

daytona500(zachmadethis)

(chorus)
It just don't feel the same no more
Half of these niggas they switch up
Don't call me gang bitch Yeah u not my bro
You know I ride with a pistol 
Sippin on drank but my body need more
I think i'm going through ##withdrawals 

(verse 1)
I told myself I can't love no ho
Why the fuck she in my mental
Fuck it lets go on a chase
Hop in this AMG coupe 
She say that she wanna ride
She wanna ride with the troop
Why the fuck you gotta lie
You act like I got no clue
We keep on fighting and shit
It's like we suck in a loop
And I hate that I love you

(chorus)
It just don't feel the same no more
Half of these niggas they switch up
Don't call me gang bitch Yeah u not my bro
You know I ride with a pistol 
Sippin on drank but my body need more
I think i'm going through ##withdrawals 

(verse 2)
Bitch i'm thumbing thru these racks 
I just ran my fucking bag up
Bitch i'm riding with a glock
Incase he act up
We turn that boy to a pack 
Turn him to pressure 
I just poured a four
Now I'm moving slow
She want hit my cup
She just want a taste
Off a fucking perc
She cant feel her face
He a fucking nerd
He can't take my place
Riding around with artillery 
I keep a glock and a k
I wish a nigga ran up
He gon get shot in the face
Bitch I keep sippin on mud
This off a script not a plug
He can get hit up with slugs
I fell in love in love with these drugs

(chorus)
It just don't feel the same no more
Half of these niggas they switch up
Don't call me gang bitch Yeah u not my bro
You know I ride with a pistol 
Sippin on drank but my body need more
I think i'm going through ##withdrawals

##withdrawals (p.1jxles)

im sorry kara i had to

I get money, I get guala, I don't pay for fuckin beats though
I know a lot of bitches trying to ball, I made the free-throw 
Boy stop the negotiating, ain't no features free hoe
People want to be me you're looking through a peephole

I'm not going to sugarcoat it 
You don't even know my motive 
Smoking gas, this shit is potent
Going crazy, loco 
Motive one to make my money, motive two to cut the funny business out, you bitches nutty, motive three to spend my money, UH

I'll probably move down south and buy myself a private jet
While you living on the street, popping fake percs, they laced with fent
And my money getting bigger, been at work breaking my back
I don't need some fucking validation; I know where I'm at

Yea it's 2023 and I ain't paying for these beats
Bitches finesse me for my feats and all my bars still fucking weak
I been making songs every week and I've been grinding still they sleep
Just wait until I make a million, these hoes'll be on my meat.

run It Up (zachmadethis, obbeatss, m15)

Z1M2K

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