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Kill'em D!
High five!
swag don't break the same flavor these mini me's been pushing it no way but i'm reckless
think of the box fill in a barrel of that check shit come out of pocket getting scratched off my
checklist watch your conduct when approaching a veteran best in show i'm top it's out cleverance
wear out opponents like the gold on my necklace bout my dollars don't converse to the check
in sent for me you better aim without recklessness i'm out of my mind and trust me we gon reckless
we gon crazy can't compete if y'all ain't crazy they done lost they money so it's crazy
Wol Ou
Wait, Hollywood on the beat
You see devil, baby, get money
My side of the story doesn't matter, fuck what you hear
I be in my zone getting money, yeah, I love it here
Can't talk to me if you're not bad, let's smack that clip
Left these hoes in my past, they ain't no blood, they in my rep
My side of the story doesn't matter, fuck what you hear
I be in my zone getting money, yeah, I love it here
Can't talk to me if you're not bad, let's smack that clip
Left these hoes in my past, they ain't no blood, they in my rep
You stay tryna violate, and I know you know that hate
You can add it up in 4 plus 4, for you gon' still be hate
Give a hoe an inch and it's down 6 and south, she'll probably skate
That's why I don't go back and forth or participate
I be in my own zone, house real cold like Rose own
Help him find that super suit when we be at the crib alone
We be getting nasty, do whatever he ask me
You can't keep it real because you sharp it active, at least
My side of the story doesn't matter, fuck what you hear
I be in my zone getting money, yeah, I love it here
Can't talk to me if you're not bad, let's smack that clip
Left these hoes in my past, they ain't no blood, they in my rep
My side of the story doesn't matter, fuck what you hear
I be in my zone getting money, yeah, I love it here
Can't talk to me if you're not bad, let's smack that clip
Left these hoes in my past, they ain't no blood, they in my rep
You told me to send them pics, I just sent my AI art
If I ever get caught up, say it was my avatar
Can't talk to me if you not spending cash from the start
If you watch my videos, don't forget to send a star
Watch out on that disrespect, cut these hoes off us a bit
Fuck these hoes like this and it, when I post I get a check
That's probably why these hoes upset, oh you scared to come outside
Call me soap, I'm ready to slide, bro don't play around with your life
My side of the story doesn't matter, fuck what you hear
I be in my zone getting money, yeah, I love it here
Can't talk to me if you're not bad, let's smack that clip
Left these hoes in my past, they ain't no blood, they in my rep
My side of the story doesn't matter, fuck what you hear
I be in my zone getting money, yeah, I love it here
Can't talk to me if you're not bad, let's smack that clip
Left these hoes in my past, they ain't no blood, they in my rep
Kalion ka chawal, sab bhai taahein, suna riksha bhai taahein
Castro 47, Flay Max Music
What's going on, Shinee?
Let's get this paper
Come on
Let's go
What's cracking, homie, about that action only
Who's already know me, fool, clip at your cronies
Send them to hell so you won't be lonely
Smash and blast them for the cash in any fashion
What up, berro, always strapped with this pierro
Motivated by this fetti on the serio, serio, pedo
Them hillbillies ain't no joke
Always gun-tote, blowing out the gun smoke
Camarada caught a hot one
300 balas, wish she only got one
Much love for Trigger and Big Wicked
In it to win it, so I gotta go get it
Ain't no thin, we get straight to it
Show and prove it, show them how to do it
Hustle with the muscles, stay true to it
Heavy on the grind, ready for the paper and the shine
I get busy, lock my chips, crispy
Roll up on the enemy, oh, real swiftly
Banging on the tracks like you, till I'm 50
Foozies talking loud, but they can't fuck with me
I get busy, lock my chips, crispy
Roll up on the enemy, oh, real swiftly
Banging on the tracks like you, till I'm 50
Foozies talking loud, but they can't fuck with me
Blocked on a come-up, from sundown to sunup
Lame trying to test me, he should just run up
I'm spitting, like Charles Whitman
Aim at your dome and I'm hitting
Fire from any position
Locked and loaded, steady on a mission
Paper chasing with a vision
A man with conviction, decision
Decisive, got it locked like vice grips
Don't trip, ain't no fucking way I might slip
Stay heated for these suckers
Since I was 13, been serving these cluckers
Graduated to the batchin'
Tiny put me on, and so we started stacking
My wild got burned, it was a tragedy
Told the homie, it was too hot to stay
Let's change the strategy
I get busy, lock my chips, crispy
Roll up on the enemy, oh, real swiftly
Banging on the tracks like you, till I'm 50
Foozies talking loud, but they can't fuck with me
I get busy, lock my chips, crispy
Roll up on the enemy, oh, real swiftly
Banging on the tracks like you, till I'm 50
Foozies talking loud, but they can't fuck with me
Built a label and a brand
Now these lyrics and jams worth a hundred grand
Flameaxe music, shiny on the track with this new shit
For 2020 and beyond
Folks, hold on, when I'm getting it on
In the Castro 47, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't need no Saint Laurent, I know Jimmy Choo
That's a bag full of money and a couple poops
That don't get mad when I cut loose
They done mixed that white and brown, they give me hitting you
They gon' make me a caffoo, hop in Kegel U
But it's okay, I work all week, fuck it, boo, make it two
I'ma show wild, I'ma go get it
I'ma show wild, I'ma win it, win it
On the road now, addin' up in business
Get them bands, set the bench
I don't mind you, I mind my business
I'ma show wild, I'ma go get it
I'ma show wild, I'ma win it, win it
On the road now, addin' up in business
Get them bands, set the bench
I don't mind you, I mind my business
I leave out my business, I be counting digits
Trying hard to stay up off my feelings
That won't bring me millions winning
Try to stop me, I don't listen
Cause I'm on a mission
Taking off with my meagres
Why they missing?
Missile team
In the meantime, one more round
So full them salty bitches wanna see me die
Hate them, try to stop me once
For now I'm back on the prowl
Call me Michael Phelps
Check my other champ, champ never drowns
I'ma show wild, I'ma go get it
I'ma show wild, I'ma win it, win it
I'ma show wild, I'ma win it with it
On the road now, addin' up and did it
On the road now, add in up in business
Get them bands, set the bench
Get them bands, I don't mind you, I'm out my business
I don't mind you, I mind my business
I'ma show wild, I'ma go get it
I'ma show wild, I'ma win it, win it
I'ma show wild, I'ma go get it
I'ma show wild, I'ma win it with it
On the road now, add in up in business
On the road now, addin' up and did it
Get them bands, set the bench
Get them bands, I don't mind you, I'm out my business
I don't mind you, I mind my business
Teddy Brown
Did it
Teddy Brown
Did it
Teddy Brown
Did it
Teddy Brown
Thugged and sold, and I don't give a damn if the club didn't close
I'ma finish my drink, then I'ma buy one more
So I can finish watchin' you wobble that
twerking that, shaking that, bouncing that
I like the way she twerking and jiggin' up on the float
Get a DJ and a blueface, they see her through some moat
I like the way she twerking and jiggin' up on the float
Get a DJ and a blueface, they see her through some moat
I like the way she twerking and jiggin' up on the float
Get a DJ and a blueface, they see her through some moat
I like the way she twerking and jiggin' up on the float
See the detail, we race to see her do it some more
Oh you bad, you in the club with your bitches shaking ass
You love that nigga after house stacker ass
Chewing your ass, tryna snatch one with a bag
Oh with a bag, your bitches lit too
Super fly, super high, them bitches tilt too
At the bar, I'm taking shots, snapping pics too
Lower bag and still got it when the rent due
But when the rent due, nah, I thugged and chose
I don't give a damn if the club been closed
Gonna finish my drink and I'mma buy one more
So I can finish watching you wobble that twerking
That shaking that bouncing that thing
I like the way she twerking and jigging up on the floor
Get a detail, we race to see her do it some more
I like the way she twerking and jigging up on the floor
Get a detail, we race to see her do it some more
I like the way she twerking and jigging up on the floor
Get a detail, we race to see her do it some more
I like the way she twerkin' and jickin' up on the floor
Get a pinge of her face to see her do it some more
Oh you ratchet, they play that booze and you like this
That's a classic, the bitches hatin' cause you shut it down and bash it
Shit pop off you and your guns, y'all bout action
Oh y'all bout action, main attraction
You got them niggas on you hard, they attracted high
They buy y'all drinks and y'all go home, that's how it happen
Then you get nasty with your nigga cause you plaster
Now I thug and chose, and I don't give a damn if the club then closed
I'ma finish my drink then I'ma buy one more
So I can finish watching you wobble that twerkin' that
shakin' that bouncin' that game
I like the way she twerkin' and jickin' up on the floor
Get a DJ a blue face to see her do it some more
I like the way she twerkin' and jickin' up on the floor
Get a DJ a blue face to see her do it some more
I like the way she twerkin' and jickin' up on the floor
Get a DJ a blue face to see her do it some more
I like the way she twerkin' and jickin' up on the floor
Get a DJ a blue face to see her do it some more
Do it baby, stick it, new rules
Do it baby, stick it, baby, yeah
Do it baby, stick it, baby
Do it baby, stick it, baby, do
A stick, a stick, a do, a do
A stick, a stick, a do
Yo, y'all tapped in right now to Miss Dragonfly
It's the Mr. Me in the album
It's your boy Ru-Boy T-Real
It's my new single WAP, featuring the homie Raleigh
Produced by Big Loaf
Tone in, not for real though
Shawty make it WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP
Yeah, make it WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP
Now let me see it drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
With this WAP, make it WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP
Shawty make it WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP
Yeah, make it WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP
Now let me see it drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
With this WAP, make it WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP
Shawty in the club, WAP in the drop
The whole clique getting loose
You can tell how they acting that they gone off that juice
Not that lean, driving both the Patrons
She was spitting in my ear that she tryna go home
And she not alone
And then she ask, can a friend come too?
The way a friend looking, no telling what a friend gon' do
They start talking on each other, tryna let me know it's on
Then they play the n***** ship
They stare screaming that's my sound
Shawty make it WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP
Yeah, make it WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP
Now let me see it drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
With this WAP, make it WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP
Shawty make it WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP
Yeah, make it WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP
Now let me see it drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
With this WAP, make it WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP, WAP
Yeah, she a thot like Mama
Yeah, drop it to the floor, the whole pop lock
Yeah, know the trap jumpin' just like Hobgots
Connect it all around just like a hotspot
Love a big ol' booty like it's just some crop tops
Gang in the kitchen, they cookin' with no Crop Pop
Yeah, street nigga bitch wanna give me that walk, walk
Told her keep throwin' that ass back and do not stop
Bow, bow, bow, bow
Shawty make it rock, rock, rock, rock, rock, rock, rock
Yeah, make it pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Now, let me see it drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
Flight is drop, make it walk, walk, walk, walk, walk
Shawty know it rock, walk, walk, walk, walk
Yeah, make it pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Now, let me see it drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
Let's rock, make it rock, rock, rock, rock, rock, rock, rock
Cash Money AP
Okay
You do what you want when you pop
You already know what's gonna happen
Drama
Hey
I might just pull up the spot with my n***a
We drop a whole bag on her
I'm killin' these n****s, I look in the eye
When I take off the mask on her
Shit, I might take 12 when they take it
But fuck all the cases, the gas on them
I'm showin' these n****s, they not in the picture
And then I'ma flash on them
I run it up, I did the math on them
Drama
Guess I was good but not good enough
Had to stay on the corner, my hoodie stuffed
Round a couple of n****s I shouldn't trust
How you talkin' change, you ain't puttin' up
I remember them bitches, they wouldn't fuck
Now they stop and stare when I'm pullin' up
N***a double dare, I'ma throw it up
Now goodbye the crib, would you look at us
We was just on the road, they had us in cuffs
Had to do a bid, put me on the bus
They said I was missed, I guess not enough
I ain't get a flick, they ain't set him up
I ain't mad, I'ma fuck him up when I touch
Ain't no love for n****s, they not one of us
I ain't cuffin' bitches, I just wanna fuck
Holdin' Nina closer, she the one I trust
I pop up on these n****s like magic
Heard you lookin' for me, yeah, what happened?
I got 50 shots inside the plastic
Turned a couple babies into bastards
All my n****s on goal, we not passin'
No free ride, we not givin' out passes
Can't have the light if I catch you in traffic
Guess hit my lawyer 30, what he askin'?
You do what you want when you poppin'
My n**** do what you want when you poppin'
You already knew that, they all got imperial pockets
I might just pull up the spot with my n****
We drop a whole bag on it
I'm killin' these n****s, I look in the eye
When I take off the mask on it
Shit, I might take 12 on the take
Give a fuck, buy the case, hit the gas on it
I'm showin' these n****s, they not in the picture
And then I'ma flash on it
I run it up, I did the math on it
I run it, I counted, I run it, I counted
I run it up, I did the math on it
I run it, I counted, I counted it up
I told you before, I'ma tell you again
They say be careful what you ask for
We're nothin' to lose, no fucks bein' given
Two middle fingers and no mask on
The air that you breathe is on limited time
The hood is you claim that you ride for
Tenor stills in your head and you're cryin' and beggin'
Please, I ain't ready to die for it
All these Tony Montanas
Till you get hit with the banger
Candles lit when you use the trap
Rest in peace, ain't comin' back
See, I told you before, I'ma tell you again
I'm like back in the box when I pop up
Vinny Cap ain't bulletproof
Not even Mac Meado can stop us
Your mouth writing checks, your credit is blank
My homies can't cash that
PTSD at your funeral
Your mama keep screamin' flashbacks
One of these niggas be talkin' about trap
And no pop to pissin' or trash bag
Fuckin' no work on the regular
And runnin' your girl like I need that
Why do you think when you runnin' the streets
And you call you ain't gettin' no call back?
Call your connect up on the phone
He already didn't hit that
He fuckin' your girl like he owe me
Buyin' some time with this pussy
Or both of y'all gonna be on the news
Don't play with my money
I might just pull up the spot with my nigga
We drop a whole bag on it
I'm killin' these niggas
I look in the eye when I take off the mask on it
Shit, I might take 12 on the take
If a fuck-up that case, hit the gas on it
I'm showin' these niggas
They not in the picture
And then I'ma flash on it
I run it up, I did the math on it
Hey, I run it up, I did the math on it
I run it, I count it
I run it up, I did the math on it
Hey, I run it up, I did the math on it
I count it, I run it
I count it up, I count it up, yeah
You only get one life, you only get one life
Eat your life so don't abuse it
You do the wrong shit, you for sure to lose it
You make the wrong move, you gon' get shot
Put it in that box
Don't you ever take your eyes off the eye
Make your decisions your own and keep on chroming
Don't you ever bring those snakes in your home
Watch for the signs and the symbols, the hidden signals
Don't you let these old pussy niggas get you
Hey, first off, gotta know who the opps is
Know your circle, better know who the cop's is
Niggas be hanging what they hating and they envy us
Niggas ain't even getting real chickens so they envy us
Watching my back like it's eyes in back of my dome
Scaring up my phone cause it's cameras in back of my home
Don't fuck with haters but they can't seem to leave me alone
They can't believe that I did this shit all on my own
Would they love me if I quit the game? I guess not
Put the pedal to the metal, full throttle, can't stop
Tearing up the black top, push the button, drop the top
Got my asthma here now to get you dropped
You ain't really bout that life, see what I
Looking at the city politics in front of rooftop
247 Eastside, yeah you know the rental block
Still ten toes, watching out for them roadblocks
Be the people closest to you, then try to take your spot
Put it past, none of you niggas might be working with the cop
I'm affiliated with the 50 years, better take off your top
Yeah, I get it on consignment, caught you slipping at the barbershop
We like to live, so we party like it's Mardi Gras
I'm a hood superstar, got battle wounds and scars
Now we slattin' in the latest cars, VIP up in the bar
Boy so cold, I should teach a seminar
Yeah this your boy Young DJ
And I'm locked in with Ms. Mina the Dragonfly
Under Mr. Mina Howell y'all
Check us out, it's going down, 2023
Y'all can find me on Facebook under B. James Murray
Or on Instagram under B. James underscore mute underscore error
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Let's go
I'ma need you to turn me up just a little bit
Drown out the whole entire world for a couple minutes
Put that shit on pause, tell me Lord I ain't trying here
I'm just trying to chill like breeze, cool off my skin
I'm trying to drop off in the sunset, never see me again
I'm the most attractive nigga you've ever heard through this shit
With the fresh ass croissant I make a cat warm up
Never been a bitch warmer, I'm a top performer
I win in all the top categories
Might just let you accept a mob I had
While I watch her from the stands, hiking through the jungle
So do a tiger with my hands for a whole year
Survived off insects and plants, came upon a village
All top Monday labels, they scribed out my words
In their books that were sacred
Left me civilized to travel back stateside
They don't ask me what I got, this custom just let me vibe
And they had me testifying for the Congress
Presidential medals for the things that I accomplished
21 guns busting off in my honor
Blue angels synchronized by holders
While I'm smoking, it's no motion
When I die from a spose, it's hit and come
I speed the scene, be the ocean
Attitude like Jesus, like the power cover
Throws that kiss, magnum P.I.O. with chamba
Slow motion, when I die from explosions
Hit and come, I speed the scene, be the ocean
Attitude like Jesus, like the power cover
Throws that kiss, baby, you'll never find another
It's sweet, this just how I gotta be
Cast me down the course of Mel-Potters
Lookin' through the feed, probably swimmin' with dolphins
Got you niggas by my form, with the foundation laid
I'm just here to reinforce it and cake up
This top tier, you just run it up
We be out in Burquoia for the winter months
Four and broads, think I'm brutal Mars
I grab the mic, hit the shoulder, I'm the propeller
I'm a crooning dog, I might hit it
But I'm never getting too involved
I know she a secret agent, bout to risk it all
I got the classified info through the pillow talk
I gotta hit her one more time with that stroke in slow motion
When I die from explosions, it comes
I speed the scene, be the ocean
Attitude, I T, just like the power cover
Throws that kiss, bang a B.I. in the chopper
Slow motion, when I die from explosions
Hittin' curves, I speed the scene, be the ocean
Attitude, I T, just like the power cover
Throws that kiss, baby, you'll never find another
It's sweet, this just how I gotta be
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Let's get it!
You don't want no more
Listen when it drops, this bitch gon' rock the block
I knock you out your socks, without using no props
You're everybody's arch when you're rising to the top
So act like you know before you end up just a flop
Mowed up in that n***a since he was a lil' n***a
Now that I got older, man, my ego got bigger
We tired of the fake-ness, we tired of the basic
All that pretending that means that you're faking
Reasons you're mad, you're surrounded by the greatness
If you wanna make it, you gotta have patience
One, two, three, four, I feel like the man of steel
Five, six, seven, eight, told y'all that I been for real
Nine, ten, bitch, we win, already done told y'all
All I needed, one call, I'm in it for the long haul
You don't want no more
Then I tell your boy that I was giving out lessons
No need for reviewing us, we not with the testing
Y'all, the struggle gets real when it comes with distress
But it's part of life, so I be counting my blessings
They snitching confession, she fucking undressing
I don't need no more, no need, no need no protecting
Y'all, the music I'm making makes the throne for the taking
It is magic, amazing, leave them all of it craving
But no need for the second, you not eating with us
They didn't want no more, so yeah, I crush it all up
I'm leaving all up in death, you know that so much
I be up on that bitch, these niggas, they not fucking with us
No more
These niggas, they not fucking with us, no more
The nicest, I curve curve
I ride an F250 just like suburban, these niggas suburban
I rock your six, but ball like Julius Serving
I roll in the wood while I'm driving, that shit got me swerving
The nicest, I curve curve
I ride an F250 just like suburban, these niggas suburban
I rock your six, but ball like Julius Serving
I roll in the wood while I'm driving, that shit got me swerving
The nicest, I stay on your head, you gon' need a turban
If it's a marathon, then you're in the last spot
The nicest, not a trap, but I'm a former selling cash crop
These niggas not really who they are, just like a mascot
Fuck with Pete and he gon' leave you swole, just like some ass shots
No matter how you cook it, more dope than your crack rock
40 bands sitting on my pen, just like a laptop
And I got the same kind of tools they got on blackouts
FNs, 8Ks, ARs, 300 blackouts
Sick of these niggas, but I won't get a shot like Ari Irvin
I can't be a racist, I pull up, my car is German
These niggas can't touch me like some poison, but not Durban
And he tried to fuck me out some cash, but I'm a virgin
Like a 40-year-old Lil Pat Baby, one year old
Money can't fit in the billfold, smoking on Launo
Ill-Lo diving in water, no fishbowl, big scale, big scale
Trisso, looked at my stash, found six balls, been to get it right back tenfold
The nicest, I curved her, I ride an F-250 just like suburban
These niggas suburban
I rock you a six ball like Julia started
I roll into the wood while I'm driving, that shit got me swerving
The nicest, I stay on your head, you gon' need a turban
The nicest, I curved her, I ride an F-250 just like suburban
These niggas suburban
I rock you a six ball like Julia started
I roll into the wood while I'm driving, that shit got me swerving
The nights I stay on your head, you gon' need a turban
It go, Vinny, Vettie, Vici From the cacti, came a gucci and gucci
But never cheesy, get cheddar, he better, easy
Stand out like a dominant gene Form the conglomerate with fiends
Calm with the awkwardness of things All I ask is keep the kitchen clean
Just got the treatment of a king Via a bitch from Queens
Metaphor, Medaim Bars encrypted, they metaverse, it's intense, extreme
Don't let your track record feature a snitch that sings
Every woman receives, but I need a chick that brings
Casfus, everything around me, get your cream
They ain't passing the ball when you shot it, swish it, then switch your team
You over here or over there, nobody between
Sip it, tracks, the way I slide on foes
Slip top wraps, the way I slip top hose
Keep them away and don't let them look me in my eyes
Tic-tac-toe, she did a spin back in Chow's
My smoke bag is old, I leave your toe tag froze
Dope as any party drug you put in your nose
But nobody knows, nobody knows, nigga
Nobody knows, nobody knows, nigga, nobody knows
Coat lines with a poppy flow, everybody doze
They slept, but everybody knows, the secret, get it?
Everybody knows, heard nobody yes, but everybody knows
Harmony from noise, big stepping on everybody toes
Woolly hair, the feeling biblical, stand with a golly pose
Poise, be on point, this pimping, bet everybody chose
Aura naked, my body clove, watching the pallid dollars grow
Hunt hoes, flocks like buffalo, we go where the party go
Find trees like Mario, clap my foe at the dinner table
Sicario, I shoulda wrote more, sorry, oh
Where the Bacardi go, don't worry, soon I have shit pumping like cardio
Soon too, sorry bro, my niggas home mobbing though
From Conqueror and Cornerstow's and apartments of O's
To playing Oculus Stone, hard to spot with night vision binoculars on
It's my fault if she goes, cause I'll send her to bring back valuable shit that glows
Elegant pics in my nigga pose, lippin' public figure froze
My finger on imaginary trigger pose, chain figure row
Ice man with the finger roll, niggas know, man get your hoe
Or shit will be never the same, man get your dough, but nobody knows
I slide on tracks the way I slide on foes
Slip top raps the way I slip top hoes
Keep em away and don't let em look me in my eyes
Tic tac toes, she did a spin back in Chow's
My smoke bag is O's, I leave your toe tag froze
Dope as any party drug you put in your nose
But nobody knows, nobody knows, nigga
Nobody knows, nobody knows, nigga, nobody knows
Tic tac time is up, I feel it in my gut
With all of these problems I don't feel like enough
I know if I fucked this up that I would be so gone
Like I never had a place in my own home
So I put my mind where it felt so clear
Then I wouldn't feel like I had all these fears
Right at all the things that I felt inside
Just to ball it up on myself while I cry
Time is always against me, oh yeah
And you know that time is gone so swiftly, oh yeah
You know my time is up and I can't get it back
It's like it fell down and the scrap that's what I found
It's always against me, oh yeah
Now my mind is gone, I wasn't strong
The path I took was completely wrong
I can't look back, I gotta push forward
These dark days ahead, this is that new world of order
The struggles that I fight with, this feeling pain
Like getting caught in the crowd with no one to blame
I know I can't keep holding this inside
So I gotta let it out before my soul is fried, yeah
Time is always against me, oh yeah
And you know that time is gone so swiftly, oh yeah
You know my time is up and I can't get it back
It's like it fell down and the scrap that's what I found
It's always against me, oh yeah
Tick tock, my time is down
Tick tock, I wanna be alone
Tick tock, this is moving fast
Goodbye baby, this is my last
Time is always against me, oh yeah
And you know that time is gone so swiftly, oh yeah
You know my time is up and I can't get it back
It's like it fell down and the scrap that's what I found
It's always against me, oh yeah
It's gon' be alright
Avoiding no problem doing my satellite
They hating on me, the devil is tryna take you from me
I'm waiting on it, stay patient, someone stay up on it
Confession homie, I'm stressing, tryna make it homie
They hating on me, the devil is tryna take you from me
I'm waiting on it, stay patient, someone stay up on it
Debating on it, these niggas, I feel them changing on me
It's gon' be alright
Avoiding no problem doing my satellite
They hating on me, the devil is tryna take you from me
I'm waiting on it, stay patient, someone stay up on it
It's gon' be alright
Avoiding no problem doing my satellite
The devil, he's tryna take you from me
I'm weighing on it, stay patient, so I'ma stay up on it
No pressure on it, it is what it is
I'ma die by my lonely, catch up by my lonely
But you niggas ain't real, I'ma slide by my lonely
It's a viral homie, came a long way from a ride in a Stoli
You gon' die if you roll me, I don't trust shit
If it's real, you gon' show me, these lil' bitches be phony
Who to switch up if they fuck with my homie
When I vibe, I be smokin', THC Po and I rarely be jokin'
I'm addicted, I'm focused, keep this shit loaded
These niggas don't know this, they just keep on recordin'
I'm movin' slow motion, stay high like my choices
I stay flexin' for real, I been on my shit, I don't need me a deal
All this pain that I feel, got me turned up, need to find me some chill
Couple racks on the sill, they all on my face, tryna fake me in real
Had to pop me a pill, here's all of my head, tryna think who to kill
It's gon' be alright, avoidin' the problem, lowin' my satellite
They hatin' on me, the devil, he's tryna take you from me
I'm waitin' on it, stay patient, so I'ma stay up on it
It's gon' be alright, avoidin' the problem, lowin' my satellite
They hatin' on me, the devil, he's tryna take you from me
I'm waitin' on it, stay patient, so I'ma stay up on it
I'm in the good mood, I'm gonna call you this time
S.S.G, S.S.G
Bust down my chains, I say I want them bitches hit
I put a drum up on the chopper, now the bitches look like titties
Ice smooth, ice smooth, then my chains gon' make you blind
Blink, plow, right in my eye, got so much drip, I know I'm a guy
Ain't lovin' these opps, I know they gon' die, gon' send his soul right to the sky
They say, got hit with a drape, what?
Told his mama, say goodbye, the niggas goin' to the top
You know that weed is gonna ride, he's really stepin'
Say them young kids, they is all traumatized, what?
Really be stickin' the mood, gon' run up all week, up that tooth
That chop low right, it work at who? The F.O.S., I say it's the gang for the shooters
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
You say you trapped in this mood, got too many hoes, I ain't with the two
This ain't no glizzy, it's a rule, I give them my lessons like I'm a tutor
That nigga was walkin', he got him a scooter
That nigga a bitch is a type of computer, got a thug on a shot, saw the fake shoes
From the start, lil' nigga a fandom, they take off flows
And then our name, got that homestard, and the thing with the go-ers
Don't let me get started on the hoes, but fuck it, I'ma sit back and count my racks
Flip the stack, can't sit back, nigga, I ain't got time to relax
But you know about that, you ain't been in the grind, you been wasting your time
And now you mad, when you see the young nigga, pop out and shine
Mmm, I'm tryna send that boy a bump
She screamin' that that is her, man, I'm screamin', I don't like his mug
I'm screamin', I don't give a fuck, come here and just eat me up
Catch all bands outside the club, I'm sorry, I can't show no love
Ain't lovin' these opps, I know they gon' die, I'ma send his soul right to the sky
They say got hit with a drape, what?
Chode as mama, say goodbye, the nigga's goin' to the top
You know that weed is goin' on wild, he's really steppin'
Say them young kids, they is all traumatized
I be so blessed in my dog, like would I regret the shit that I bought
Trade your dollars in for my time, government tell you what my shit cost
Even if I'm goin' out of my mind, it's your best interest to protect laws
So the same time that you keep track, I need a little back for just time for me
You disagree and you fly me, now my shit all up in streets
Oh thank heavens that ain't me, cause I got these babies, how they gon' eat?
So I bless you that I obey, every move you got for me to think
Don't know what I do if I ain't have you, wanna hit some truth, all that I need
This job is like a new god, I'm always on the paper chase
Money, money I'm created to shit anyway, niggas die with it
My niggas get high with it, my niggas say they like storage, nigga I give you four grand
But the question is, what would you do for it?
Fuck with my family, Borich, bought J.P.H. like Borich
Grands, I need them Franklin's, them Jackson's, and them Fives
Crazy dimension, livin' this matrix, tryin' to survive inside
Thought that it was something interesting you're writing, you just don't understand the law
That you're just gone, rocked up to see the right, right, right, right
Because you're a slave inside of a slavery, you gotta be a fiend
I'm tryin' to escape it, I know the way I'm just gonna see
Discipline actions, rock wave, I know, they do this, they make circle circles
They make absolute, moral statements, they make moral statements
And they do it, they do it, so that smart people like you are
This thing's, without moral, I'm gonna be great, I'm gonna be great, I'm gonna be great
And niggas keep, niggas keep, wanna keep, keep going, gonna run
Gonna run, make you feel like they're great, doesn't count
Workin' six days out the week, bout the end of the week, a nigga be weak
Always stressed, can't get no sleep, to worry bout the bills, the hands on me
Boy, I gotta get free, this shit ain't me
I mean, once upon a time, a nigga had, yeah
Workin' six days out the week, bout the end of the week, a nigga be weak
Always stressed, can't get no sleep, to worry bout the bills, the hands on me
Boy, I gotta get free, this shit ain't me
I mean, once upon a time, a nigga had dreams
J-Supreme
Yo, ay, let me tell you bout them long nights, bitch, I'm on the mission
I'm chasing checks, I'm off the net, these people thinkin' that I'm missing
I'm blowin' gas, I'm off my ass, it's only weed that I be pissin'
I swear to God, a nigga tryin', I'ma leave that nigga missin'
My shooter shoot from the range, he cock it back just like he pimped
You beggin' hoes in the rain, Lil' Rurik can't be caught up sinning
I'm on the road, I'm duckin' control, I'm tryna chase me this lil' pinch
My shooter really clutchin' fires in his jacket and he clinchin'
Ay, cook up, nigga, go and make you some money
I'm trappin' hard like it's a joke, but ain't shit really funny
And all it take, a couple bands, I turn your bitch to my honey
And I been feedin' for that screeler, only fixtures the money
I'm switchin' lanes, I'm takin' chances on the interstate
Don't fall in love, you take a chance upon a dinner date
These niggas wasted any chance they take, they imitate
Real street niggas for the gold, I go buy real estate
I pick the pack up and I'm focused on that fuckin' cheddar
Talk up out your neck about the rap shit, I show you I'm better
I was in that cell for lots of days and I ain't get a letter
Your bitch, she kinda drunk, she gettin' flirty, real ride my J-letter
Know they P-divide, they P-demotion, I be in my lane
Wanna set no more, it's everything that I do, I'ma game
Unja got up out of prison, first thing he gon' do is slayin'
I be on the block, I'm servin' passin', ain't got time to hang
When I blow, I bomb it off some pennies straight to Johnny Dane
Kickin' it, she love my lingo, love the slang
She said she love me, but the bitch don't know my name
Listen to my raps, Leroy Rapsmar, I put you up on game
Pick up the pack, put up the game, I'm gon' sell her whole all grants of game
Get through my dog, it ain't no chico, he play with the king
Expensive shoes all on my feet, just follow me, expensive lane
Yeah, the game gon' change, but the only thing you do is stay the same
Pedal down, I'll spit in flames, one can't hear that beat again
What's up, it's Taj Famous aka Taj Fame aka FAM to the OU Double Dollar
Y'all go follow me on the gram at La Double Dollar with two A's at the end
I'm plugging y'all into my single charge
Before we get into that, make sure y'all go stream my newly released single
I'm Still Here, available on all streaming platforms
Now we are live on the hit list with Miss Domina Dragonfly
Exit 9, what up?
I'm still here, I'm still here
These niggas be hatin' holly
Until I raise an AK9, cause the streets need a body
One of y'all gon' be at prolly
Stayin' away from the devil, he don't want me golly
Movin' with like a dolly
Tunnel vision, I just stay on track just like a trolley
I got big balls, folly
Try me, I be in the back of your crib like an olly
And I be on go just like Reddy said
Niggas be bitchin', I'm like, is you ready yet?
Bony nigga, but my gun is a heavy set
I'm about action, they about intellect
Get this shit poppin' like vegetable oil
Make sure when you shoot, it don't got no recoil
You niggas doin' dirt, get put in the soya
Sayin' you loyal, but fake as a gargoyle
Now it's a rap like Renault
Since you on a roll, who shinin' like Foyle?
I know I'm a king, it take time to be royal
I'm chasin' that chicken, fillet and spoils
I always try to do my part like a Brita
They know I bring shit to the table like waiters
A message to my enemies and my haters
My hustle get knocked off the equator
I'm a beater, nigga block like the Raiders
Watch his family bein' shot like a taser
I was gon' chill and try to do it later
But I'm on my breakin' point just like a home invader
Cause I can't trust these niggas, they big mad
Talkin' all that shit until he end up with a shit bag
Think you it, watch him get tagged
Niggas be outta line for that paper like zigzags
So don't feel no tight when I don't shake your hand
Trustin' people just ain't in the plan
Fake niggas on the real, on the rails, on the grand
You not in my circle if you a squid
Cause I live with your ass a polygram
You know my gun got an ultrasound
Bullets echo like waves on a sonogram
These niggas be hatin' highly
Until I raise an AK-9 cause the streets need a body
One of y'all gon' be here proudly
Stayin' away from the devil, he don't want me golly
Movin' way like a Dolly
Tunnel vision, I just stay on track just like a trolley
I got big balls folly
Try me, I be in the back of your crib like an ollie
I'm yellow lights, man, before he go, you better press the brakes homeboy
Lights like green, like take it
Red lights, stop it
Yellow light, think about it, might be a problem
Future always unknown, one thing's for certain
If you never take chances, you never know the outcome
Only live once, you gon' die
But you never love life, boy, if you don't try
That's right
Only live once, you gon' die
But you never love life, boy, if you don't try
Let's go back in time
Let me rewind when he was nine
Only mission on his mind, so get to school on time
The years changed
You know that time waits for nobody
He started noticein' them hoochies rockin' those bodies
Middle school came along with the puberty
He changed and we came along with the jittery love
Fuck a teacher pay, he tryna be that cool cat
You know that one dude drivin' with that roof back
Times changed, he don't know that dude
Now he comin', he collectin', man, he so that smooth
Cause he learnin' to stay humble, fuck cockin' is for once
He's find some kind of monster like Valk and the Punch
He in West Palm County, now they got him on the bus
Cause he searchin' for himself like a dog on a hunt
It's a must that he cope, he don't need that dope
Cause now he gettin' off life, he ain't coughin' off a grunt
Lights like green, light, take it
Red lights, stop it
Yellow light, think about it, might be a problem
Life's always unknown, but one thing's for certain
But take chances, you'll never know the outcome
Only live once, you gon' die
But you never love life, boy, if you don't try
That's right
Only live once, you gon' die
But you never love life, boy, if you don't try
He workin' on himself, we practice affirmations daily
Always thinkin' that his had him goin' crazy
But one thing's for sure, he ain't sad no more
Took a cab, left the past, had to slam that door
Just like a brick in a wall, he solid as they come
Increase in every moment, like joggin' to a run
Can't compare a slate, bread to a crumb
And with that pen on his thumb, see, second to none
It was draft day, he was chosen for the trip
Floodin' all around, but he like Moses with a stick
Ain't no need to worry, but he dancin' tryin' to hurry
Turnin' passion to a profit, gettin' frozen with a drink
Lights like green, light, take it
Red lights, stop it
Yellow light, think about it, might be a problem
Life's always unknown, but one thing's for certain
If you never take chances, you'll never know the outcome
Only live once, you gon' die
But you never love life, or if you don't try
Only live once, you gon' die
But you never love life, or if you don't try
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