Wassup (Prod. Silo)

Prod. & mixed by jaden brb

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/2zAsJ7ORYwv2GBz2pkz9c5?si=tubzvzZcR4G1jZBHH06B6w

LYRICS: 
 
[VERSE 1: MBRK @mbrksht ]
We straight mobbin, countin commas the safe,
Fill up big deposits, no we not finna fade
We on slick timin' movin' higher with haste
Hot up in the violence beatin ass like we Jay
I have no friction fuck it, I'm finna slide
Big slinger like im catching the rye
Gettin bread nigga yeah got that rye

Triple the racks im on E.E.M
Gettin stacks then my niggas gon see the Ms
Fist connect wit yo face p2p no lan
He talkin too tough finna go eat my timbs
up up up up up that's where the mob really goin
Preposterous, speaking on me boy you fony
Try talk to us you finna meet wit the .40 

[CHORUS: Jaden brb]
Mobbing like this no gang-bang
we coming from the bottom, we crack codes and mainframes
same thang
niggas wanna fight for spare change
I'm getting up my money to pass out you can't blame
me for running my life this way
I'ma take that chance, I could die today
St. Paul baby, they gon ride for me
Word smith at his work, this my mind at play

[VERSE 2: Jaden brb]
my jelousy keeping me moving
I know I deserve more than niggas you move with
I'm under the pressure so I keep improving
You sit back relax, while you lazy and cooling
I'm put to the test, my rhymes only prove it
You ain't bout that shit in your songs who you foolin?
My plans like a ghost, my face card elusive
If your raps were bullets, your ass wouldn't shoot it

[VERSE 3: Softpest @softpest ]
talk about this
talk about that
i see these pussy ass bitches they crying,
they doing shit in they natural habitat
these fuckers be dying,
i stay making stacks
they useless and using my shit for they own
im catchin these hoes and usin my gat
50 cal hit yo brain goin splat
bitch im in venice, my bond to ducats
you penniless bitches, im aristocrat
crazy booty bitch makin me fold
she shakin and shakin, that shit lookin fat
i love me my women, that shit is a fact
these pussies stay tryin, but they all fall flat
on they face go back and go say shit 
you pussies ugly, need a facelift
bitch im amazing

[VERSE 4: Jaden brb]
Nigga we mobbin
Soon we start poppin
put on our shit at the function they moshin
putting my all in like im outta options
sacrifice niggas like Hidan I'm Jashin
Niggas like Jay in they eras we bossin
other niggas be so jelous they watchin
my every move tryna plot on my downfall but they cannot stop it
wait huh
eye for an eye on my opp shit
im spitting like acid its toxic
im shitting shit down when i walk in 
you run around thinkin you hot shit 
see they tryna switch up the topic
when i press em i have em like aw shit
they put on your music they knock it
but they bump to my shit cause i rocked it

[VERSE 5: Typical @the-real-typical-tho ]
shoot it like click clack
yeah them pussies mad
got the time to fuck with the mob
bring that beat back
uh
yeah bitch the mob is up
aint no throwing us
aint no showing us
what you cant do
you aint wooin us
withyo bad moves 
bitch we do not trust
yeah they say make a beat im ahead of you bitches
mob on top making music going rags to riches
this ain’t the beat i follow up to fucking diss no position
but im not done with you fuckers 
dont you think that im quittin 
one you act like you care
u gimme fake love that shit is not there
im at your expense im showin my effort but i still dont know you
so watch up yo temper
two bullets to temple 
two like its the second
time
that i realize
you aint worth a dime
man i seen shit
aint no clean shit 
when i mean it
all up in your head
interior like wrist red

[CHORUS: Jaden Brb]
Mobbing like this no gang-bang
we coming from the bottom, we crack codes and mainframes
same thang
niggas wanna fight for spare change
I'm getting up my money to pass out you can't blame
me for running my life this way
I'ma take that chance, I could die today
St. Paul baby, they gon ride for me
Word smith at his work, this my mind at play

Mob Mentality Ft. MBRK, Softpest & Typical

@raresptna for featuring and mixing
@zzzai for featuring and @bunnibelow

(Lyrics)
[Part One: Love Me More (w/rare & Zai)]
[Intro: calebjuarez.]
Now watch this shit dawg

[Chorus: calebjuarez.]
I been (I been)
I been (I been)
I been fuckin’ wit these hoes
But then they don’t love me more

I been (I been)
I been (I been)
I been thinkin’ bout the night that you left me (Left me)

Waitin’ for somebody else to come around
Waitin’ for somebody else to love me now

I been (I been)
I been (I been)
I been fuckin’ wit these hoes for way too long

[Verse One: calebjuarez. & rare]
I've been thinkin’ bout the moment, the moment, the moment (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She’ leavin’, she leavin’, she’s fuckin’ away
She din’ need to show it
I needed somebody to love me even more (Woah, oh)
I’m a crow lookin’ alone, too busy tryna show it (Woah, oh, oh woah) (Yeah)

[Verse Two: rare]
You're too busy, I'm too tired
Last one, lost interest, Saphire
No more room left in my head
Blow up into flames and fires

Sleep walkin', Dream talkin'
Imma make you bleed on me
I can't even see you loving
A new guy that wasn’t me, oh

But will we go back to the days?
All of this shit has been feelin' so fake
Yeah and I'm tired of games
You know deep down I’ve been takin' the blame

Would you be the one for me?
If I take you somewhere to eat that’s too fancy, put it all onto me
But now I'm done with you left on the streets, so whoa

[Verse Three: Zai]
Baby, it's a cold world
You done led me on, I can't get my mind off it
We don't talk no more, you're still in my head
Thought of us together, it's already dead

But, baby now you're in the past
And I don't know what to do
When you talk to me, it always switches up my mood
(Ooh)

But, that shit toxic (oh, yeah)
I've been so love sick (oh, yeah)
You can't play wit' me anymore
I'm not an option (Not an option)

[Chorus: calebjuarez.]
I been (I been)
I been (I been)
I been fuckin’ wit these hoes
But then they don’t love me more

I been (I been)
I been (I been)
I been thinkin’ bout the night that you left me (Left me)

Waitin’ for somebody else to come around
Waitin’ for somebody else to love me now

I been (I been)
I been (I been)
I been fuckin’ wit these hoes for way too long

[Outro: calebjuarez. & rare]
So like, I tried explaining the situation to my friend
And everytime I tell him it
He just goes like "Ah, you just-"
"You have you're heart on your shoulder"
Man, shut the fuck up, this shit is ass bro-

[Part Two: Cup of Liquor (w/Bunni Below)]
[Intro: Bunni Below]
Oh yeah, ok

[Verse Four: Bunni Below & calebjuarez.]
Baby, tell me why you've been so distant
Memories of you
Baby, yeah, I really miss it
Baby, yeah, I really wish you could be my mistress
Oh, ha- woah

When I look into your eyes I see the moon
And baby, I just wanted to be with you (Uh)

[Verse Five: calebjuarez.]
Down another cup, hard cup of liquor
Them tastes keep gettin’ bigger
I wasn’t told that it was bad, bad for me
Now I see you, it’s all gone

I’ll put down my cup
To see you smile

Love Me More / Cup of Liquor (ft. rare, Zai & Bunni Below)

ig: cowbla
featuring the beautiful beloved illinoisian @idontknowfatal
prod beautiful beloved british @kachiiii
mixed by beautiful beloved north macedonian @justvigi

slide him a sample
he finna answer and slide me a beat that no one on the planet can handle
im finna battle a muhfucka talkin crazy ima give an example
circumstantial whether takin risks or takin up a motherfuckin gamble
you finna die i put that on my fam, he finished im finna leave it up in shambles
he wanna observe
how i move upward
polar bear fur on my body get warmer
eat her forb-i-den parts and the udder
big body security like im paul blart
holdin like 2 or 3 poles i got the aura
who needa go i get them all out
EN when they enter my room they get swapped out
resume on my resume got my balls out huh
Know i walk like a ostrich
got a whole lotta options
i might go apply to college
shawty a cyclops who wanna go slob on my cock opprotunity to get my wallet
like nah
light em up
got a big 14 in the truck
got a bitch sck d and the nuts
why is yall bothering im getting up
AWAKE
i wake up
i gotta go walk get my paystub
he shot aftar talkin i got him in coffin he mention my name and his face done
i got the killshot
on a bitch, get a kick, im on eons
i got a bad bitch she eauropean
heon wan see me he belong to elon
beat on him gideon graves 

so drunk imma smoke that cig 
la time early as shit 
too many fye women posted up at the crib
Im so fine wit it 
matched wit too many online hoes I ain’t got a whole lotta time to give
imm so back when I’m back doing shows on the road like I ain’t a college kid 
should drop out instead of finish what I started 
almost got kicked out for saying ret… hollup just lemme restart it
The A&R kept her mouth shut til the end of the show n made me a target
fucking point me out
I don’t give a fuck bitch I’m fatal now
I gotta lil fan base
and a they n them that hate me 
not my fault that diss in like every state playing 
repeatedly 
me n cowbla going back to back counting up contraband u can not cool wit us 
Im in dat vc hotboxing my screen I could see about 2 of us
She geek off the powder she begging me try it out baby girl no I’m new to this

JIN FT. IDKFATAL [PROD. KACHI]

PROD BY MBRK!!! AWESOME!

[xeiino]
yuh yuh yuh yuh 
we gon' fuck it up so pussy boy don't try me like a hoe
beat gon' make him dance and if he don't send bullets at his toes
Like where yo pride at? (where!) yeah he don't got it 
Everybody hit my number for my mix my shit's exotic
I won't stop until I'm running up a check in different climates 
I won't stop I know dem boys who steal my shit like they some pirates
I won't stop I know dem boys who tried to kill me actin silent 
Actin violent in yo crib, get off my dick, go see some action pussy

Why you always wanna know what I been up to?
Shouldn't you be worried about yo bag and when yo rent due?
This shit not a game the way yo homie got no re-do
Swear to god they watchin all my moves like I'm the Regal
Dot gon' make him Hindu how he finna meet a god
Oh my god! can you get up off my dick and get a job!
He keep talkin reckless, that boy been actin senseless
Since he ran up on me self defense done left him breathless

[softpest] 
Yeah we left him breathless
He for real a dead man 
Smooth on the beat 
It remind me how I'm smoother than butter on brie, yeah
mannn idk what he saying bro no cap i give up

I WONT STOP  w/ softpest

mu flip mixed by me and lyfe
@lyfelxss
@mbrksht nya

YOYO FT. LYFELXSS (PROD. MBRK)

Produced by GC
Mixed and Mastered by @raresptna

Intro: 
Doo, no-no
Na-na, na-na, na

Verse 1:

(Ooh) I've been looking for a time and place to call you up (where you been?)
Lately, I've been feeling heart broke
What do I know? It's a tightrope between you and I
Hope a nigga not on my girl, not another guy (ooh, ooh, ooh)

You've been messing with my niggas
You on timing, should've figured out
We've been doing this for too long (na, na-na, no)

And now you know there's no looking back
And now I'm out of love, cuz'

Hook:

Girl, I'm hating on the distance
Temptin' me with the women
You're the thing that was missing
Bet you're out with a different guy, oh, woah

Show me what you want
I'm struggling, 'cause you the only thing a nigga got (oh, girl, I'm losing control)

Girl, I'm hating on the distance
Temptin' me with the women
You're the thing that was missing
Bet you're out with a different guy, oh, woah

Show me what you want
I'm struggling, 'cause you the only thing a nigga got (oh, girl, I'm losing control)

Verse 2:

You know, girl, things not the same without you
Think it’s time for me to let go
Have you got my innuen- (do)
Who you fuckin’ with, not none my business
It’s not the same as when I fell in love
I moved on when you gave up on us
But, I’m still lookin’ at photos
What if our shit wasn’t broken, girl?
But it’s in the past, girl

Bridge:

(You said "I done met so many niggas like you)
(You've been in my head for too long)
(I think you're far away for me to prove)
(I can't deal with you girl, I can't deal with you girl)


Hook:

(Na-na, no) Girl, I'm hating on the distance 
(Hatin' on distance) temptin' me with the women
You're the thing that was missing
Bet you're out with a different (bet you're out with a different) guy, oh, woah

Show me what you want (show me what you want)
I'm struggling, 'cause you the only thing a nigga got (oh, girl, I'm losing control)

Girl, I'm hating on the distance
Temptin' me with the women
You're the thing that was missing
Bet you're out with a different (bet you’re out with a different) guy, oh, woah

Show me what you want
I'm struggling, 'cause you the only thing a nigga got (oh, girl, I'm losing control)

Distance (Prod. GC)

hella sticks upon my crib i done got option
when they mention me, its always bout sum fuckin top shit
strike a deal cause they know vigi is a fuckin caution
ask mo bout a beat n he deliver never nonsense
his search got leaked, he been on rent a bitch
dont ask me where im at, im always active up and in the mix
vigi on the beat im always hittin never hit or miss
liffy spun his block how we smoked em like it cannabis
dual wealding two glock dat is not safe
spin move on his top, his body drop this aint 2k
liffy known to bust, if you try em end like pompeii
...
he tried to run up on me
i thought it was a prank
pullin out like two twin sticks
movin like shootin range
my shooter know how to aim
stop wearin bullet vest
bullets like to fly near by
youd think imma akimbo main
when i hop up on a beat im like a special grade weapon
pull up on that chop uhh pull up on that wessen
yo bitch like to taunt yea she like to fuckin wait hold on
like a mathmatician
i do my line n hit em
i got my glocks n smithins
i got like 2 conditions
the first if you try it dont get nervous you gon need petitions
n if you get to 2 then you gon need physicians
and i still split the cheque dat is half of what i get
still prolly more than you n ya mf rant
bulletproof shi i be movin like im kent
like a bad bad foul you get hit witta tech

Shaking all my dreads like a rasta,
And this bad bitty slurping up like its pasta
Talk up on the gang you won’t pop up
Sgm we running charts man we look like
Monsters, If you aint talking money
What you talkin bout? If you aint (2x)
If if (2x) If you aint talking money,
What you talkin bout? Pull up with them choppas
Out, bitch we going in n out

Hit you with them kicks, smitten wesson
Hit yo ribs, Like we balling for the nets
My brothers pull up get a lick, Man this
Bitch at like a waitress cause she asking for the tip
Man your clothes from Panda buy you aint stepping in no Ricks (Rick owens)
We are not the same bitch(on god)
Fuck bout what you claim bitch (on god)
Drive up out our lane bitch,she is not the main bitch
I have you gone up in a flash like I’m death stroke
Got yo bitch sliding through she getting death strokes
Aye, pull up with that choppa in yo avenue
Man yo bitch wanna slide, girl i'm done with you
Yeah we shopping out at saks,up n jimmy trues
If you claiming what you talk better see it through

We don’t give a fuck what you talkin bout
Running through the city with the chops out
Sgm we making waves better cop now
Better come n get yo shawty man her bra down
Aye running through the city with chops out
A (x6)
Running through the city with the chops out
Pull up getting knocked down, bitch we on a lockdown

caution (ft. lyfelxss) {prod mbrk}

Neptunes beats :D

Mixed and Mastered by (@raresptna)

Cover Art by (@jlyve) on IG 

Produced by will!

Lyrics: (https://genius.com/Zai-wusmyname-lyrics)

Listen to more Zai:
Spotify: (https://open.spotify.com/artist/6wwBKP1eWuZbFunKthoBzY?si=-gpd42eNRA2yc66-QmzwPw)
Apple Music: (https://music.apple.com/us/artist/zai/1576372603)
Youtube: (https://youtube.com/@zaibbruh?si=vTQQHQ30m1ytg3EW)

WUSMYNAME!

sunnyside (prod. ember)

I got a pistol on my hand; you get one tapped.
The way she bend it over, yeah, yo’ hoe know how to move that.
The second he see 12, he get ready, and he move fast.
Led in the middle of his head; I’m smokin’ who pack?
Dual Berettas on my body, you get smoked up.
I done got the heat up on my leg; shit get burned up.
Presidential pockets, yeah, my wallet filled with dead ones.
He tryna get up in the cut, but he don’t want run ones.
My boy Andy, he keep tuck; he don’t ever lose.
I’m waitin’ for yo’ payment; yo’ shit late—need to pay yo’ dues.
You keep talkin’ crazy on the net, gon’ end up on the news.
Yo’ girl, she not faithful; I done seen her with like seven dudes.
We do ’em dirty, yeah, the deed done like Valentine.
He be talkin’ crazy—how I know that he a fan of mine.
The way I spin yo’ block, got ’em thinkin’ I be stoppin’ time.
Yo’ hoe on rotation; she ain’t never gettin’ back on time.

Yeah, never see it, you’ll believe it.
All these hoes deceivin’; best they do is cheat.
Keep a rotation goin’ like every other week,
’Cause I can’t fall for the same hoe.
Bitch, I gotta go,
Never switchin’ up on my clique; that’s on my foes.
Wake ’em like, "What’s up?"—my pistol ’boutta blow.
Talk down, leave yo’ nose runny like you off some coke.
My new bitch so stunning; every time, my mind is blown.
My brain done blew up.
Okay, you get the point—was retarded, then I grew up.
Finally realized there’s more than two of us.
She asked, "We cool or what?"
You’s a stupid fuck.
Huh, huh, are you dumb?
Gotta provide for myself, and then I can feed the whole family.
My health gettin’ worse; I’m losin’ my sanity.
Mfs spam my DMs like, "Bitch, shut the fuck up."
I ain’t tryna see ’em; these pussies fiendin’, they from the gutter.

WUSMYNAME!

Zai

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