(Yeah, Yeah)
Huminah, huminah what
I was just fuckin’ around
Talkin’ my shit as I walk around town
I know how to go get down, yeah

I’m in my bag
24/7 yeah that’s on facts
That’s on, wait
That’s on facts
24/7 I’m in my bag, yeah
24/7 I’m
Up to heaven I’m
Hold up, hold up
Let me think
I’m the megamind
High as the mezzanine
Bitch you on the ground floor
Need a pick me up
Won’t pick her up
Cause I don’t date whores

Honestly, I’m off the bullshit
These niggas deserve a full clip
I’m a matador
I matter more, I’m dodgin’ bullshit
I know I said that shit before but I had to reinforce it
Only 10 in the room I see is me
What can I say all I want is her
Top drop undercover lover
Promise that I’ll never love another
Never love another
Promise you’re my only lover
Even fighting undercovers
I’m only ‘bout my lover

24/7 I’m
Up to heaven I’m
Hold up, hold up
Let me think
I’m the megamind
High as the mezzanine
Bitch you on the ground floor
Need a pick me up
Won’t pick her up
Cause I don’t date whores
I be on my bullshit
I matter more
I be servin’ full clips
I matter more
I be runnin’ round my town in my brand new Dior
Need a pick me up I hit my plug
And pick me up some more

Like sorry not sorry, I show up late to the party
Feel like Ferris in the Rari’
And nowadays I’m not sorry
For all of the bullshit I been through
Cause it made me who I am
And nowadays I think I turned into the fuckin’ man
Huh, yeah
I do what I say so
You do the right thing and end up on my payroll
You want my bankroll girl, want my bankroll
That’s why I never trust anyone but my main hoe
I just wanna drink don’t drive
Girl you could steer I’ma let you stay the night
If you’re really down to pay the price
Pay it you could pay it
Matter facts make payments, make payments

I was talkin’ bout 24/7 I’m
Up to heaven I’m
Hold up, hold up
Let me think
I’m the megamind
High as the mezzanine
Bitch you on the ground floor
Need a pick me up
Won’t pick her up
Cause I don’t date whores
24/7 I’m
Up to heaven I’m
Hold up, hold up
Let me think
I’m the megamind
High as the mezzanine
Bitch you on the ground floor
Need a pick me up
Won’t pick her up
Cause I don’t date whores

Up to Heaven (Prod. Triheart)

Huh, I got no, no, no
No Remorse
I got no, no, no
None, none, none, none, none, none

I got no remorse
I'ma kill the rap game
Treat it like a cash cow
Didn't do it for the fame
No remorse
And I kick 'em when they down
Talk shit, get hit
Tryna steal my sound
No remorse
Heard she wanna live large
Well I been the man in charge since I was about 9
No remorse
Thought I told them niggas no remorse

Yeah
Uh
How many horses in that bitch
I was riding in my coupe
Drop the top and grip the stick shift
Damn
Need a lift I'm in the loft
Feel like Elon with this chick
Cause I got her in the cockpit
Damn girl I been thinking bout you all night
Some girls only ever wanna feed lies
It's something bout the way you're looking in my eyes
Our eyes
Got soul ties

Feel fine
Till' you're not around
Then you're on my mind
And I be going downhill
Devil tellin' me I'm in a downward spiral
But something tellin' me, I'm about to go viral

I got no remorse
I'ma kill the rap game
Make that shit a cash cow
Didn't do it for the fame
No remorse
And I kick em when they down
But I'm still unfound
Yeah I'm so underground
No remorse
Oh they love to talk shit
Been the man of the house since I was about 6
No remorse
Thought i told them niggas no remorse

Oh she fancy huh
Prolly gonna order hors d'oeuvres
Wet like Panama
And I ain't even order desert
Went to the cinema
Tryin' out a new thang
Who woulda thought that you'd turn into my boo thang
I
Do what I do
Uh
Money tall as shit you stuck on 5'2"
Uh
In N Out yo crib
Like a drive thru
But what's the plan what's the route
When you're down for count

Member trippin at the house
Home theatre, Tarentino, filmed a movie in her mouth
Wednesdays, sip wine, spilled it all on her blouse
Might give yo bitch that fluoride finish
Think I'm the tortoise in the race
It took some time but now im winning

I got no remorse
I'ma kill the rap game
Make that shit a cash cow
Didn't do it for the fame
No remorse
And I kick 'em when they down
But I'm still unfound
Yeah I'm so underground
No remorse
Oh they love to talk shit
Been the man of the house since I was about 6
No remorse
Like why the fuck would I show remorse

No Remorse (Spiral) [Prod. NextLane Beats]

Hahaha
Uh, you already know how we coming
Z in the stu
Hand in the game
Hand in the frame
No Visine, just Cartier frames
Uh, yeah
I make her get down
Bend low, limbo
When I come 'round
Enchanté, Cartier
On my frames now
You'd be forgiven for thinking' we are the same now

I'm the hot topic
I'm the hottest in my town
Thousand words paint a pic
She my muse and I'm her hound
Houdini know a few tricks
Disappear up in her mouth
Only took a few pics
Only took a few pics
I walk in the room
They stop all the talking and make room
She giving me top
Only thing she ask is to hit my Flum
Not boasting
But caught that in slo-motion
I'm on attack if I hit from the back
Might leave that pussy smokin’

Put that in the open
Never gon' get caught lackin’
Bad lil' bitch might take her to bat
Then hit that from the backend
Damn I'm so attractive
Should've took up acting
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't playing passive, nah
I ain't giving up
Cash and me the same in God we trust
Tryna get wit' us
Told her back it up or pack it up
Flow so venomous
You would think them snakes hang round wit' us
Got designer they can't touch
Never did give a fuck

Uh
Why you wanna make a fuss
Cause they kicked you out the club
Oh you can't hang wit' us
Uh
Nowadays I'ma star I'm making bucks
She like her coffee like her man
Dark as hell and hot as fuck
Never was one to bluff
Oh you could go and try to call it
Yeah she give me head
She give me power
Give me knowledge
I'm the college dropout Mr. West was prohesizing
And up and down the coast
They scream my name when I'm arriving

You see I been invested more than most
I'm certified
You cheap like Etsy
You a hoax
These rappers don't impress me
Nor could they ever go best me
Got a bad lil' thang she bestie
And she always come correctly
I heard you like to cap in all your raps
Say you the goat
Just give me three lines
Haiku no coke
Shakespeare, Cavalier
Bitch I learned from the goats
Subtweet, shut yo' beak
Just admit you flying' coach

Like honestly just promise me honesty
Only thing I'll ever need
I grab my cleats like I'm Sonic
I'm tryna buy a golden ring
I buy a boat she hop on it
I'm tryna sail her seven seas
I'ma dive in on the count of three
Even if it means the death of me
Uh, like lets just keep it G
Matter fact nah
Let's just keep it Z
I heard he pissy cause his bitch want me
And he prolly thought the Z stood for zombie
Bitch it stands for Znation
Haters start a fight, hear their boots hit the pavement
Niggas wanna die 
We leave their brains on the pavement
She looked me in my eye
And dropped that ass down as payment, like

Uh, yeah
I make her get down
Bend low, limbo
When I come 'round
Enchanté, Cartier
On my frames now
You'd be forgiven for thinking' we are the same now

I'm the hot topic
I'm the hottest in my town
Thousand words paint a pic
She my muse and I'm her hound
Houdini know a few tricks
Disappear up in her mouth
Only took a few pics
Only took a few pics
I walk in the room
They stop all the talking and make room
She giving me top
Only thing she ask is to hit my Flum
Not boasting
But caught that in slo-motion
I'm on attack if I hit from the back
Might leave that pussy smokin’

HOT TOPIC (Prod. Jaeger)

I don’t think
I don’t
I don’t think
I don’t
I don’t think so
You not what I thought
Walk up in the club giving everything I’ve got

You throwing up a dub or 10
While we be in the Benz
And riding round town
Like to kick it with my friends
She love it when the top down
Get topped off
Take a trip up out of town, or
The night off, like
Skert outta the lot
If I want it I bid and its bought
She wanted all my time
I get that shit a lot
I hopped up on my grind
Matter fact God sent a sign
And I'm barely getting paid
But I’m worth more than a dime

And it’s all in good time
That’s facts
I told that bitch I need her
But I never text her back
I love it when she tell me that she want me
And I’m munchin’ on her
But that Z don’t stand for zombie
Znation
I’m aboutta build an army, huh
Give what you got, huh yeah
I’ll give what I got
Give what I brought
Give what you not, huh yeah
I know it takes time
But I don’t get on facetime
And I don’t let em waste mine
And that’s just on facts

I know she wanna huh
Get in my bag
I know she gonna, huh
Hit me back
Yeah she got a lil waistline
But she ain’t wanna link
Cause she saw yo ass on Dateline

You throwing up a dub or 10
While we be in the Benz
And riding round town
Like to kick it with my friends
She love it when the top down
Get topped off
Take a trip up out of town, or
The night off, like
Skert outta the lot
If I want it I bid and its bought
She wanted all my time
I get that shit a lot
I hopped up on my grind
Matter fact God sent a sign
And I'm barely getting paid
But hard work and good time
Will make it all picture perfect that's facts

Lot (Prod. Ricky8)

Ooooooooo
Oooooooooo
Uh
Let’s go
I thought I told you
I know
Before
10 Days
I needed a lil getaway
I took my time, yeah
And then I came back
On my grind, yeah
That’s called a comeback
On yo bitch, yeah
Come get my cum back
And I'm with the shits, huh
You cannot match that

You cannot match that
Betting on the lobby
You cannot catch that
12 crash the party
She got a masters
You is just a, uh
You is just a, uh
You is just a Barbie
Cook 'em
Grill 'em
Like a barbie
Serve 'em
Deal 'em
At the party
You know I’m one to come around and get it started
Her ass fat type to make you go retarded
And I don't really give a
And I don’t really give a fuck
That 40 on me keep it tucked

Yeah
I say, yeah
And see what I need
Spark it
Red-eyed need some visine
And in the stu
No I’m not replying 
I’m
Miles high and I’m flying
Yeah, huh
This is why I’m gone
This is why I
Needa leave 
Needa get my own
This is why I
Got a Harley make her sound like it
This is why I’m
Not a feature
Make her wanna wife it

Uh, yeah
I might just one night it
Hop up in the new whip
I get her excited
Type to make her transform like she drink Prime
That’s a girl that’s a gun
But she still fine
You say you need me
Real shit
You say you need me
Can't help it
Just know I'm greedy
And selfish
I almost bought a ring
But you ain’t really with the shits
So don't stay
Just go

Ooooooooo
Oooooooooo
Uh
Let’s go
I thought I told you
I know
Before
10 Days
I needed a lil getaway
I took my time, yeah
And then I came back
On my grind, yeah
That’s called a comeback
On yo bitch, yeah
Come get my cum back
And I'm with the shits, huh
You cannot match that

You cannot match that
Huh, you cannot catch that
Nah, you cannot match that
Nah nah, you cannot match that

10 Days (Prod. Jaeger)

That's a lotta time
Yeah that's a lotta time
That's a lotta time
That's a lotta trust
That's a lotta drugs
You say they're just for us
Just me and my love
No one else comes close
No one else above
I never come close

But I need you here
And I need you near
I see it with my third eye
Now I'm finally seeing clear
Oh they used to call me four eyes
Now I rock that Moncler
Yeah, uh
My world
Got tunnel vision
I double dare
You to go missin
I ain't missin' a moment with you
I guess I miss them days when I had it you
But
Only miss the way that you didn't make me feel
Cause I can tell love
And that wasn't real

And I don't give fucks
Still the type to run it up
Shorty want me call her bluff
And they know I'm 'bout
What I say so they can't get enough
I been
Out walkin 'round my town
Oh you
Wanna hit my line, decline like not right now
And you
Wanna do it
Make movements
Everyday I'm
Pursuing
Everything I want
Matter fact get that high or drunk
Better yet get me high or drunk
Smoke skunk and we can drink some Bourbon
Matter fact say she like Henny
That's what been got her swervin

That's what been got her curvin
Them, not me
Double that we in VIP
Yeah it's just her and me
And I know now
We closed out
Everything 'cept for the tab, uh
Might needa take 3 drags
Get a little bit of air then come right back
And that's just on facts
Crack a window
Air it out baby give me the info
I ain't tryna get played like Nintendo
Bitch I'm Mark and your Principal Winslow
And I know that you're mad cause your wins low
Poppin out at the party, pretend hoe
No invite
In a rental
No memo
But I'm mental, right

But I need you here
And I need you near
I see it with my third eye
I'm finally seeing clear
Oh they used to call me four eyes
Now I rock that Moncler
Yeah, uh
My world
Got tunnel vision
I double dare
You to go missin
I ain't missin' a moment with you
I guess I miss them days when I had it you
But
Only miss the way that you didn't make me feel
Cause I can tell love
And that wasn't real

And I don't give fucks
Still the type to run it up
Shorty want me call her bluff
And they know I'm bout
What I say so they can't get enough
High performance off the drugs
Maybe I could fall in love
Stratosphere
Im outta here
But I don't think I'm high enough

Four Eyes (Prod. llouis)

Ahhhhhhhhhhh

I'm cursed
Been that way since my birth
I'm still gon' go for gold
Not second I need first
Impressions are the worst
So high but down to Earth
Not doing what I'm told
I hit 'em where it hurts
So blind I can't discern
You want me wait your turn
So thick I took a bite
I'm dead so she gon' turn
Might fly her like a kite
Put that on overnight
And even if I'm cursed
I always love and learn
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Anything I need I get that get that
Bad lil' bitch don't miss that mismatch
Member them days getting kicked out the kickback
Now they down bad
Heard they broke like a Kit Kat
I stay up 6'2" like Riff Raff
Hush lil' bitch no time for the chit chat
Get with the times
Her money blue but it's older than mine

Migraines and my pain they'll never understand
Sympathize but they can't
Empathize so they ran
Anything I say that I am I'm gon' be till the end
I'ma nerd
I'm concerned
But I'm still not your friend
Like

Anything I need I get that get that
Bad lil' bitch don't miss that mismatch
Member them days getting kicked out the kickback
Now I look back thank God for your bitch ass
Heard you down bad stay broke like a Kit Kat
I stay up 6'2" can't miss that
Get with the times
I had your back but you didn't have mine

I'm cursed
Been that way since my birth
I'm still gon' go for gold
Not second I need first
Impressions are the worst
So high but down to Earth
Not doing what I'm told
I hit 'em where it hurts
So blind I can't discern
You want me wait your turn
So thick I took a bite
I'm dead so she gon' turn
Might fly her like a kite
Put that on overnight
And even if I'm cursed
I always love and learn
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Cursed (Prod. Rimathugger)

Such a Tease (Prod. Sence x lmg)

WEIGHT (Prod. Rxkz)

Icarus (Prod. 2 Lz)

Got UP (Prod. SOGIMURA)

Trip Fixated (Prod. Rxkz)

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