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beat by https://soundcloud.com/skunkworks666 lyrics Backward train trip, bout 2 make your brain flip, We in a matrix, most of us are brain dead, We gettin plain bread, shit is getting dangerous, We trapping nature in a bottle earth is tainted, We grab our favorite alter it and paste it, Then overrate it like it isnt basic, We gotta face it, aint nobody patient, Living in'em cages got us outrageous, Water is wasted, marijuana lacin, Never embraced it, seniors always racist, What mightve been wrong, what mightve went so god damn wrong? Got us worshipping a bong, Or a booty in a thong, Singing rnb songs, All quarantine long, Getting moody all alone, Wouldnt back off till I bone, Buying tacos on a loan, Staying rudy all along Getting in that cyclone, Then am popping five more, errytime they fight back God may strika a light pole Aint no merit like that, When I spitem tight raps, Tighter than'em white bags, Like a virgin never lose it, Am just groovy like that

Bons Beat

Lyrics: Chorus Started gettin money I was only 24, Pull up to the party in my pocket plenty more, aint no petty hoe when I'm on the henny flow, Didnt buy no molly but Im finna get it tho, ey, Verse: We drop, pop, knock knock on the front door, never show up from the back cuz they dumb slow, I just live love laugh and its done so, Lets just scoop that gat and let the dumb go! What should I come for? She's just a dumb hoe, I couldnt tolerate even when am numb bro! I think I salad ate, chicken heads marinate, and if I had the chance I would really marry eight, you cant relate cause you barely married Kate, and now you hate cuz am like a renegade, No funny raise, manifest a poly-pay, am holy great! horny tryna kilo bake, for pete sake, munching on a cheese cake, am in her house, in & out thats a briefcase, No free space, Shoulve knocked her بشويش, With ease babe, tell me how my D taste, Chorus (x2)

5 years later (Produced from Scratch) Samples Lauryn Hill's Nothing even matter Ohh shit واو يا واد الجو خطير صح، هنا كذا وسالفة وييييو Haaa haaaa Yo How we do? Much better How we how we do? Yeah, wooo wooo Now, if I got a wish, Ama get the best bish, Got me banging till its dawn then we do it again, We'll be lit, get it, From the womb to the biz, No room for a bitch, Shit smooth and drips, Homi this chocolate, Got me hyped for a dip, I be boozed like trip, Plenty boobs in the crib, Till the shit dont fit, Now the chicks get trapped, And the mood turn zeft (turn zeft), If I fit I sit, Eating on a biscuit, Seeking pickles at dinner then we finna get lit, Finger on a midget, Spinning like a fidget, Bitches I sit with wanna hit my bitch, We'll be lit, tick tick, At the gym get ripped, Killing on a cigarette, now I contradict, Gotta list and shit, Every lip I zip, Every chick I chip, Giving out pro tips, Rapunzel bitch, Got the land equipped, Holding on a spill kit, Busting through the filth width, In the ring boxing, All I hear, Ching ching, I cant hear nothing, I just need that ting, Homi pass me the ting, Let me eat my shrimp, Let me drink my drink, Let me seek my ting, Cause I need that ting like I need my ting, But I need nothing cause I reap my ting, And I seek my ting, then I freak my ding, Then I ding dong ditch cause I feel my ting, When I seal that ting, I'll be real my swing gone free my ting, Loan free my ting, Zone free my ting, On free something, ama sing my sing, Ama ring that ting, Let me tweet my fling, ama bring her in, Got the sheet banging, gotta do my ting, I'm a Don, I'm a sin, Got the juice and the gin, I'll be with the girlfriend, Hoppin on netflix, Taking shots by the 6, In the summer or the win, Getting pussy again gon be my ting, Bag it up, check in, On the way to heaven, Or 7-11, Got the whole damn tings, And the ping ping tings on the bbm, Or the messenger, Ya am banging them, Ya dem wanking dem, In my kingdom.. Oh shit, There is somethin I dont like ya5i واااال ايش السالفة Hahahahaha who the man x2 We chilling in Dammam so tell me who the man, Chillin in dammam tell me who the man, Riding with the fam so tell me who the man, haa

Beat By https://soundcloud.com/skunkworks666 Lyrics: Am sending kisses 2 your mrs. Like a groovy text, I gotta thinking that am different like a new T-rex, I move a block from a distance like telekinesis, I get them biscuits on your district, now they choosing treason I may slip & slide like a water theme park, Got me speeding by I dont human being walk Lucy-fur on a unicorn, I fuck-in class like uniporn, Or unisex like polo tops, am getting dollars they just dolo up, I put the shovel in the sky, boy its getting heavy, Whats the price for one lie we buy? Less than a penny, I got them bullets flying faster than a February Chorus Ohh I'm fulfillin, I never worry, best beileve I checkem first lika a secretary, you better hurry, when I ball Steph Curry, am sending dead beat rappers to the cemetery, Verse2 I mean for real Our money? Thats gone bye! You gotta separate the Beamer from the Hyundai, That Goth girl name Serena fuckin bons high, I wish a bish come clean like walking down the isle, Im passing out a bowl, too far from passing out, Bitches fanta-shaped and they fancy Raw Guess I'll fanta-size, like'em fanta guys Pulling up in a blits, am the wrangler guy. Am sending kisses 2 your mrs. Like a groovy text, I gotta thinking that am different like a new T-rex, Im moving blocks from a distance like am moving cheques (like Pablo), I keep'em trucks in your district, bitches cruising wet, am the 1st to fly, got the urge to die, Got that will to live, am the best to buy, Got the best supply, I carress the bar, Then arrest a ma, takin shit too far, Am the next in line, talking about best 2 rhyme, I mean for real Our money? Thats gone bye! You gotta separate the Beamer from the Hyundai, That Goth girl name Serena fuckin bons high, I wish a bish come clean when walking down isle, Im passing out a bowl, too far for passing out, Bitches fanta-shaped and they fancy Raw Guess I'll fanta-size, like'em fanta guys Pulling up in a blits, am the wrangler guy

beat by https://soundcloud.com/khvyyvt هااا مرى واطي بس عادي عادي ترى، ترى مرى عادي، we'll be on that shit that weezy pop we'll be on that shit that weezy pop Roll another spliff my jeezy popped we'll be on that shit that .... pop verse 1 (Raw) rubbin on the bish till her pussy rot, we sell the bish like a pussy shop, we lend the Benz but never hard drives, we fot the lens and we're set up outside, thats my sniper, lets get hyper, lets burn shit like a mofuxkinf cypher, let's link shit got the Peter Piper, lets just milk all the mofucking tigers lets just rinse all the mothercuking diapers, lets just put all the boys in a cycle, I got Michael, I got taimur, I got Ranjeet, I got Saiful, coming with a rifle, Pierre fron eiffel, CFO title, tough like a rhyno, let me just rhyme mo, let me just "I know", sweeping kit, ynah mean? Aite tho bridge: everybody culture, everybody culture, rappin thing tho, everybody culture, everybody culture, rappin thing tho verse 2 Bons I've been drivinf down this road, hooe that I dont crash, am breaking off alone, leave this bitches spazzing, check the method to this madness, do it on the ?????? check the fkn thread counting, if you dont believe it yo, yo we dont give a fuck about your endorsements, peeo this kid is str8 flossing, doing shit like I was supposed to, I got the flavor that saucing (oo) yo hop in the coupe, I slide in the roof, taking a drag and my eyelids get .... am killing these demons, am bustin a move Raw get the bag we splitting the loot, ladies love me cuz am cool j, go bare knuckles, mad squabbles, look, look what I did to his 2 faced, culture, culture, ya we on it like from the nineties til the morning light, I might die tomorrow but am feeling right yeah my shit fuego, you aint heard it like (oo)

beat by https://soundcloud.com/khvyyvt off the upcoming "All Jives Matter" Project Chorus: Two-seater, ridin' with your bitch (Ooh) Butterfly doors on the Benz (Speeding) Runnin' through bands, I'm rich (I'm rich) Everything president tints I'm on Ocean with a bad hoe Top down, she got flew'd out On the back seat with the extendo Smokin' indo with my jewels out Verse 1 Any bish that I dislike, taking this light, gonna miss light, Won't kill'em I'll wrist slice, got'em wish like they was dead before they fist fight, I ain't never really said I'm the best in, I'm the best out I ain't gotta mention, and I don't really do it for attention, Ama talk-in-class, no detention, Always down to the piece like hash ye, on the counter, sorta like the cashier, count, count them out cause they last year, not even Trump coulda blast here, Trees in the front like the cashier, I ain't even done witcho ass ye, let me send'em back, ain't no past year, you ain't even really gotta ask ye, Chorus: Two-seater, ridin' with your bitch (Ooh) Butterfly doors on the Benz (Speeding) Runnin' through bands, I'm rich (I'm rich) Everything president tints I'm on Ocean with a bad hoe Top down, she got flew'd out On the back seat with the extendo Smokin' indo with my jewels out Verse 2: I'll be going tik tok on the bitch, Ama act like am already lit, Ye ain't see me overwhelming a bitch, I just took what I want let me dip, I'm in charge you could call me a tip, I'm in some, like food in a dish, Low income but I move like a dick, I fill them up in room 46, take 40 pics, Gotta bestie, animal testing, so anorexic, most definite, More or less a bitch, can't bless a bitch, I ain't ask the bitch, I just guessed it, No practice, with a death wish, and a red bitch, getting festive, I ain't texting, I don't press things, arm resting, is more tempting, its like

Intro: Got that butter cake, Butter cake, she pull up with that butter cake I just caught a case I don't even know my destiny, Verse: I just caught a case and that shit is really stressing me, Stressing me (hmm, bad) Stressing me! I just caught a case I dont even know my destiny Destiny (hmm, bad) Destiny! I just caught a case I dont even know my destiny Destiny (hmm, bad) Destiny! I just caught a case and that shit is really messing me, Its messing me! Bring that shit in, what it do come in, I just caught a case and that shit is really stressing me, I just caught a case and that shit is really messing me (hmm bad) Its messing me! Bridge: Gon clap your hands, Clap your hands, Clap your hands, Clap your hands! Gon clap your hands, Clap your hands, Clap your hands, Clap your hands! Bring that shit in, what it do come in, I just caught a case I dont even know my destiny Bring that shit in, what it do come in, I just caught a case and that shit is really stressing me Gon clap your hands, Clap your hands, Clap your hands, Clap your hands!

Lyrics: It doesn't matter cause am bagging up the baddest, Yeah am bagging up the baddest, yeah am bagging up the baddest yea, I got the baddest, that is more than just a status. Boi that ass gon twerk and that is, every single time she's at it, yeah! She's going at it, got these boys looking like addicts, They may trip without their glasses, boi these boys be skipping classes, Why? She talk with malice, I say put that ass to practice before you get all distracted, cause I'm pulling out the madness yeah, It doesn't matter cause I'm climbing up the ladder then am kicking off the ladder boi am pissing out a bladder, yeah, it doesn't matter, fuck that bitch and fuck her parents, boi that shit is just so sad, it rubbed off on me, Nah don't phone me, cause your shit is just too phony, it don't even get me horny, I would rather stay so lonely, keep that motherfucker on me, Shit wouldn't add up cause their heart is getting shattered, boi their heart is getting scattered, ripped in parts and that's apparent, yeah It wouldn't add up cause am falling off the ladder, yeah am falling off the ladder, yeah ma falling off the ladder, yeah, It doesn't matter cause am bagging up the baddest, Yeah am bagging up the baddest, yeah am bagging up the baddest yea,

Lyrics: Under the influence, under the influence, Super loud, we under the influence, super loud, We under the influence, We super loud, We under the influence, We super loud, Influential when I grab a pencil, They talkin poppin guns but they couldn't pop a pimple, finess'em till its dawn, crappin till the bin full, Got alotta class that I never really went to, Last night I sent two texts then I went through, Snuck in from the back door, then I made her sin too, If you tryna have some fun, that's the shit I'm into, Swear these bitches by the bar finna buy me drinks too, Khakis like I'm simple, Coppin out a Gen2, More papadums up in the trunk got bitches going sinfull, tell your wife let's mingle, no dating site I'm single, Could no longer like'em thick, I just want a thin boo, I rip up, don't give up on your miss, I make you wanna miss her, this dick just won't miss her, I'll twist your riddle, put biscuits in your pickle, I take'em out and strip'em, then pass'em out like strepsils, Under the influence (Super loud), Under the influence (Super loud), Under the influence (Super loud), it became louder, it just became alot louder, shit is like super loud, Why is it super loud? Influential, far beyond potential, Never getting wasted, I ditch'em like a senju, I'm really about a thing or two, Never talking bigger pool, Always be ahead so am never getting Deja Vu, I just stay ahead or too far from bitches in the zoo, I can't tell if that is you, but I fell and that is true, Now my shift like 7-2, Been to hell and heaven too, Catch me at the avenue, Doing what the devil do, (Oooh) I'm inspiring the crew, mixing vitamin and brew, Superman and spider too, Stupid shit up in the stu, When I order get the scoop, Ain't no borders ain't no roof, no endorsements on my coupe, Law enforcements in my loop, I just show up having fun without no liquor, She's nosy don't pick her, just let her go figure, It gets old like a joke or a ford, Now check the scoreboard, I pull out of all hoes, Yeah!

Lyrics: The game is all fake and I ain't into actin, I say what I say, no lights, camera, action, Self satisfied, oh boy am content, Don't need attention, don't need to pretend, I need to repent, I need you to pause, I get this dick deep in their jaws, Won't get enough of that seasonal sauce, If I show up, there is a reason of course! What the reason is boss? They ask what the reason is boss? The game is all fake, fuck validation, I say what I say, with no hesitation, So damn high, I ship the relation, Ain't talk shit, I just fuck'em in the face and Tell'em hoes be patient, before I slap my dick in your face and, All your make up is going for waste and, you stay low even over the pavement, and attention you chasin, hold up! validation you cravin,

Lyrics: I woke up, that's a piece of my mind, I roll up over gunshots, all about the lean like a rhombus, (mine) and you need to be mine Roll up like a ceiling fan, Just got out the trenches am breathing man, Believe I'm deep, ain't no sheep in the van, When I get to speak, I believe you'll be damned, Now feel the breeze on the beach in the sand, Getting seeds in the soil like I preach to the fam, I'll reach my peak when she wiping the piece, Got a rifle in hand, about like 3 beneath the sheets (ah) I do believe I'm deep, go shopping every week, Go filling shopping carts, bought iconic beats, She gotta suck on these, guess she'll borrow knees, Bitches ain't loyal man just like enemies, "I got a gun on the low tho and my shrink talk back with raised eye brows" No apology, lots of powder, pardon me, In the colony, everybody follow me, We all up, yeah we all up, yeah we roll up, (eh ma)

Another track from the upcoming album - Tenderloin II Lyrics: Where have you been, tell me where have you been? Calling this bitch may cause me a scene, with no hesitation, lights are green, and the shit is obscene when they pull up on lean, Yeah am over the beam, above the concrete no sunscreen, Fuck what I mean, and duck who I meet, at any fucking price will stop Wolverine, Then I stop Uberin', I rock and I roll and I pop on the scene, Call the cops, call your pops, get'em all on the scene, I ain't pop in the market, but soon ama be, Now she poppin the P, she poppin the pussy like poppin a E, yeah it pop for a louis bag, not a cup of tea, getting up in that pussy till the time she's asleep, Where have you been? My favorite medicine (x2) Where have you been, tell me where have you been? Everybody asking, Why you chose to leave? Well I never left, I just chose to lead, A pack of ten lions that I'd rather feed, and dedicated to me, Go against me, you debating a sea, I talk like a gun, no appraisal to me, I'll be caught in dimension C-137, Take'em out like Tekken, the doctor is sick and it cost me a lesson, Be up on my shit like a bike with a peasant, Blessings! none of you so special, Outta my seat, I'll be up on my feet, I'll be up on this shit just so satan could see, I ain't talking to god, but he talking to me, Now he copping my shit and that's how it be..

Intro to Tenderloin 2 Lyrics: Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, Pouring drinks, will never drink'em, I'm just thinking about my income, Every Friday it go shrinking, I'm not thinking, let's just go, When I'm thinking, it's just no, Seems I won't be able to, Quit this job before 52, I got to pick a choice, before I pick at you, and leav'em in a bloody shock like Pikatchu, I got a ticket, so I take it to the cinema, I'll put in, and trick'em all (trick a mall), I do the minimal (mini ma), I could be down bad, but wouldn't sound bad, and every after party, you could see me pound that, I'm repping hiphop, no designer ripped top, everybody's shit, and the clock go.... Moonwalk in flipflops, but not on tiktok, I'm not a citizen, living in a big box, Homi's getting rich and he getting all the big bucks, Sitting on a milli like Biggie on the tip top, You got to give it to me, I'm finna sell it bigger, I'm getting full on blown in a broken mirror, Hit'em with a flow, Ini mini mani mo, Every penny in my pocket goes to someone that I owe, I'll be topping the list of the most wanted hits, I'm collecting your opinion but I wouldn't give a shit, it's that living room chilling and I get the Benjamin, Mixing Vodka and women till I get the pizza bill, I'll be on my shit, and you all on my dick, cause ain't nobody class, and its facts y'all sick..

Lyrics: Chorus: I'm keeping distance I'm not Mr. Asses kissing out, We bring no cappin' every Sunday we'll be trappin' out, They can't be trappin', soft like napkins, yet I wipe'em out, Robbin' like Baskin', get the cream and watch it icing out, Verse 1: Troubling Batman in the phantom bumping MC Hammer, Treating Monday like it's Sunday, now I fucking nap, Put it in a package, finna go classic, now I fucking rap, WTF happened? we were so glad bitch, now we're fucking sad, You be so plastic, you be so fragile, so I gotta kick this out, She'll be sarcastic, but I ain't stand it, when she said "pick this house", Bitch I'm finna pick these hoes, then I'm finna light this L, then I'm finna take pics with Rose, and I'll make those pics prevail, I'm finna take shots all night, I'm finna take bucks online, Cause I gotta bake ducks on lime, emulate the Picasso life, For the tribe I'll do it twice, wouldn't die I'm in paradise, I'm cracking up the ice, I'm hot like Jay-z wife, King of diamonds in the phantom ain't no fucking problem, If they asking about my meal I always keep that so precise, and am all about'em brains like Einstein, in comparison to yours I keep a tight rhyme, Chorus: I'm keeping distance I'm not Mr. Asses kissing out, We bring no cappin' every Sunday we'll be trappin' out, They can't be trappin', soft like napkins, yet I wipe'em out, Robbin' like Baskin', get the cream and watch it icing out, Verse 2: Got the holy spirit, homeboy I just pull up with it, Bitches think I got up in it, tax'em bitches for opinion, back in school I didn't fit in, I just kiss'em then I fill'em, Tell the truth you never listen, why your parents pay tuition, Stay in prison, slaying rhythm, caught up on the top floor, Duck a bitch, run a biz, all the way like 9-4, I'll be like Pablo, with a bigger dick tho, Yeah she was a stand up girl, but I made'er sit tho, And I'm always all about them fucking Benjamins, Pushing buttons, mixing weed and Nicotine, Missile shopping, venom dropping, Kerosene, That cherry poppin, cherish hoppin on the scene, I see my vision clear cause'em eye drops, We got more cheese and cream than a bite shop, inactive like a captain at a flight stop, I'm maybe useful in another life bruh, Outta sight, in my mind, I ain't living dawg, Just pop another half I ain't feeling dawg, My mind is never blank, like a nerdy boy exam paper, or a pencil case, big fat booty circle shape, She'll be taking up the space, I'm just busy counting days, Never sobered up since 8, those emotions been suppressed, Explosive like grenade, grab your face mask and your vest, had them run like a parade, and the clowns just got depressed, They'll be stingy with the sauce, but I add more, baby mama turned to widow cause the dad gone, I just pull up, finna fill'em like a fat joint, its not a different view, its just a different standpoint, get it? you don't get it, its so sad, its so sad boy!!

Prod. By Bons Lyrics: Yeah I'm mean muggin, cause that bitch talk alot and she's been buggin, now whatchu mean nothing? Your phone's been buzzin I put the tip of my dick and now she need somethin, left and Yameen suckin, She's left on scene sucking, I call'er brief cuffin, She got the chief cummin, I'm always beef cuttin, then push the beam button, She go to sleep rubbin, Ama smash a sweet muffin, Cream pie it real rugged, real rugged, I'm in the telly fillin bellys with the cream, fuck it! Your boy's still bluffin, still bluffin, 24 fuckin karats to the teeth stuff it, I move it overboard, I'm never seen duckin, I move it overboard, I gotta lean bucket, like juiceworld, who's girl? seen suckin, we serve it fuckin cold! ofcourse! Who the fuckin boss? who the fuckin nigga that be running over doors? Jumping over walls, who the big boy? Junky with the roll, junk food overdose, with the sauce, Who the fuckin boss? who the fuckin nigga that be running over doors? Jumping over walls, who the big boy? Junky with the roll, junk food overdose, Okay!

Lyrics: Good morning! Remind me, still remind me, still remind me, Still kill a track & never show up at court, Still hit'er back and never learned its false, Still I'm intact with no harm at all, yeah I need it back like Barbie need Sean, Traffic popo losing control, I mean Oh no! yo she's loco, She told the whole world you ain't zoro, down in sorrow, going loco, Gun him down if he's running back, Don't get in touch, ain't no coming back, I said, gun him down if he's running back, Don't get in touch, ain't no coming back, and she's too high, she's a superstar, Take it super far, she got a super heart, Traffic popo, going loco, I mean oh no, kick in mono, Kiddish photo, fudging go pro, Spinning fidgets, spinnin logo, I don't run shit, we move in slow mo, Still incarcerated oh no! Got me stagnant, like a photo, Y'all so washed up, toilet water, Still kill a track & never show up at court, Still hit'er back and never learned its false, Still I'm intact with no harm at all, yeah I need it back like Barbie need Sean, Traffic popo losing control, I mean Oh no! yo she's loco, She told the whole world you ain't zoro, down in sorrow, going loco, Gun him down if he's running back, Don't get in touch, ain't no coming back, I said, gun him down if he's running back, Don't get in touch, ain't no coming back, and she's too high, she's a superstar, Take it super far, she got a super heart,

Lyrics: Trap like the boys in the bando, Move on the beat no Tango, Strapped to the feet with the thang tho, Fucked that B in her asshole, Homi coming in with the brass though, Don't be so weird get the mask off, (من انت) Get the mask off, creep on the beat get the cash yo! Ama rap yo, full bag yo! Stacks yo, keep my feels in the tank hoe! Can't thank y'all, I just wanna eat all the sadness yo, Real matches though, fact this hoe, Ama shank this doll, break that neck, then I pamper hoes, I got sandles on, moving in my house like a mansion hoe, Got the banging on, sanction all up in my floor,

lyrics: bitches coming thru, I aint even lookin for'em, what they wanna do? I aint even wanna know, them bitches playing hard 2 get, I aint falling 4 it, them bitches playing hard 2 get, I aint falling 4 it, A pretty thing and we motherfuckin kick it, got her sippin on my lip, callin me a super villain now, we acting, they fakin, they rap with no flavor, I servem like caters, now open the gates up, am getting paid by the hour, still didnt save up, we back on the slaveships, great shit!!! talking all that bullshit talk, I think thats my favorite!! am posted back in my spaceship (idk shit), I tell'er that am coming but am never showing up, then kickem off the table so they wouldnt know wassup, I booked it like a flight cause am not the brightest on earth, might end up burning bridges when them bitches flip'em words, I understand'em even when they standing under me, I pussy damage, rip'em panties, leave'm wondering, I got that shit that get your bitchea bussin out the speaker, Wont keep that shit come take your bitch, am bussin underneath her, We talkin bout lotta crap we dont understand, if words made a difference I would rap about different things, I got the cheese in the trunk, I aint calling back, I got the weed in the blunt aint no fkn cap, ducking the fakin, they talking to satan, packin'em daily, stackin'em lately, they rap with no flavor, think they sitting in the back, best believe, best believe am coming for the fucking top, finna takem out like a date but wont give a fuck, (get the fkn money), they talking all that shit bout so & so, but so & so had been 2 places that they didnt go, am having breakfast no directors that I got to visit!! I keep my soul and kick your door am taking every spirit, like going fishing, I just get it get it get it get it, not one condition ever stop it cause am on a mission, finnessin through the snakes while I keep'em in my vision, their wishes alway vicious, bars is short like midget prison !! Beat by https://soundcloud.com/kmakesbeats

Bonus Track https://soundcloud.com/c4-seefour lyrics: Finest ballers, am with them finest ballers, got that finest weed upon us kill that fkn chorus Finest ballers, am with them finest ballers, got them trippin overseas I got them over borders, Verse 1: plz dont get bothered, took your daughter but am fkn sober, I lit that pussy, bit that pussy, guaranteed I show her, I'm on the sofa, she said she coming so I went and brought her, I pick that whore up then I'll drop her on my fkn boner, that pussy sorta getting blessed when getting broader (brought up), I bent them over, get them looking over shoulder (hold up), I'm in the lead, in your league am like a top scorer, I'll beat your team, then make sure they dont forget my aura (hold up, hold up), finest ballers, am with them finest ballers, we're always showing up on time like your nearby chauffer, finest ballers, am with them finest ballers, always shooting like a license holder, finest ballers am with them finest ballers, wont move in order, always shooting like a license holder, chorus: Finest ballers, am with them finest ballers, got that finest weed upon us kill that fkn chorus Finest ballers, am with them finest ballers, got them trippin overseas I got them over borders, I get the stash, get to spazzin on that online forum, I get the soda, get to falling like its only autumn, y'all need to brag, even tho we know its hocus pocus, yall missed the plan, and by missed I mean yall did not show up, I get to flip out on that bitch until shes fucking on us, that typa shit that make you feel legit, am fkn honest, I got the bonus, if you're looking for some mula, phone us! am scoring headers like its Beckham on that fkn corner, finest ballers, am with them finest ballers, am making sure they getting pure like distillation column, finest ballers, am with them finest ballers, I keep the cure, doctor you wont even speak you'll follow,

Verse 1 (Shook) We know shooters dont press your luck, Pistols got me living blessed, Leave a mess, whats next? They aint gots to guess, Goonies and we play chess, Nigga got no vest, Take 2 to the motherfuckin chest, Ye aint bout that life, ye aint bout that life, Our motto say less, we know how to move, Yeah ni99a roll that dice, Brazy talk, selling ice, No mention price, when it comes to vice, No say that twice, Next time not so nice, Take this here advice, We say no to mice, we say no to mice, New age pharaoahs, Planes crashing buildings motherfucker there we go, Verse 2 (Raw): Yeah, haaa Step ousside, how about that? Sweet & fresh, racks on racks, Crew in the club, crack on crack, Booze shit up, photo snap, We're bilingo, got that Bingo, Kick this shit as I flip in the ring tho, Homi got the ting go, homi let the ting go, Homi let the ting go, homi let the ting go, (haaa) What it do tho? Bitch on my dick but I focus on the food tho, Float in space all the way to pluto, Kicks like Judo, Chilli like cheetos, I'll be like eat those, ya I think you need those, Hop on the boat cause I really like to feed hoes, Sipping on a sip when am hitting on a bitch till I crack my dick but I think we should free hoes, But not cheap hoes! Looking for the sweet hole, I'm a feminist to the core, I'm a feminist to the core, Lit on a tit repping shit with the Ceelo, You don't wanna see more, Hold my speed ball, Passing on a real boat, I can't see y'all, peep through the peephole, Watch my feet tall, (I dont think they understand), Watch my feet fall, haaaa Outro Oh lord plz dont let me be misunderstood..

Where She At (Freestyle) by Raw

Lyrics: eyyy, the new jive, thr new jive, the new jive, Chorus: Written all over my face I'll be tripping, Got them tickets all up in my case, I'll be tripping, Got them ribbons all up in my plate, we'll be sipping, Got the sticky all up in my J, we'll be hitting, Hold up, the new jive have'em dive like Phelps, hide and call for help! hold up Verse: I'm actually casually cashing deposit, crap in a napkin, am passive and awesome, flashing the cash aint a reason to gas'em, spazzin in fashion at handsome academy, back in the shack with the crack and the blasphemy, smacking that ass I'll be bashing it randomly, wrapping the sack and they rap to me scantaly, kangaroo dancing on top of the balcony, yeah we caught'em on top of the parliament, yeah we coppin' the marley and partying, real father, I wouldn't play guardian, Mufasa, Mugabi, and Modric, On the low got the blow like Pablo, She'll be talking and I'm just like I know, but she crazy and I just dont mind though, am so wavy and I couldnt draw the line tho. Chorus: Written all over my face I'll be tripping, Got them tickets all up in my case, I'll be tripping, Got them ribbons all up in my plate, we'll be sipping, Got the sticky all up in my J, we'll be hitting, Hold up, the new jive have'em dive like Phelps, hide and call for help! hold up

Lyrics we stay connected, we stay connected, we stay connected get them pills and get the breakfast yo, We'll be with the brodies, smoke all this until its foggy, all'em bitches call me papi, cant deny it you wont stop me, I'll be slipping like its sloppy, in the kitchen on bacardi, Tilting pictures in the lobby, lonely ranger kemosabe, We'll be rowdy, you can't rob me, snatch your chick in that Ferrari, Rari rari, Hari Kari, build it up when am on that xani, Stab me, grab me, just to have me, cause we flyer than Bob Marley, get the stacks and get them Rollies, we'll be higher than 3 stories building, kill them, fill them, filmin, I'll be slick when I flip this Binge pin, gon be swift then I get to pimpin, cant refuse this dope we slingin, cant refuse this hope we bringin, when we're singing, let that sink in, we'll be goofin in that Lincoln, on that roofie we aint thinking, yo! we stay connected, we stay connected, we stay connected get them pills and get the breakfast yo, *phone rings* dealer: Hello fiend: You won't believe what I saw, cops on the block and they going door to door, you better play your cards right, you never really know, they be creeping in the middle of the night on the road. dealer: I got whatchu mean, I got whatchu need! I got Promethazine! I got 20 gz and they rolling deep. fiend: On that note I'll take your deal, am finna spin like fortune wheel, hit my phone when you get that pill fella, kind of a big ordeal. dealer: Pull up like doors on a lambo, pull up on your kids like Rambo, pull up like answer a handphone, pulling up fresh like bankroll, Among the best to ever set trip, blow up like pyrotechnic, retail on my email I stay connected like network,

Second Track off The New Jive EP Prod. by https://soundcloud.com/khvyyvt lyrics verse1 thinking bout the days got me drinking on the flame, now am walking like am thinking and that shit never been straight, bitches wanting fame, but them bitches cant be blamed, cause this system's far from wisdom, its a fkn gangbang, got that mary in that ziplock on the chain, and am coming with the gauge, and am always out of range, y'all keep the change, got your dame and I get some brains, I'll be plain and I'll leave no stain when am washing on her brain, The pain is so insane like getting bit by a fkn snake, then getting hit by a fkn train, just like Cobain, gone restore the gameplay, then restart the playstation, them pictures gon reframe, talking like am sane, but am really off the plain and am maybe off the plan, still wont give a fkn damn, I stay washing on'em brains, cause they soaked it in the drain, full of shit and I may (Praaaah), any insurance company, Bridge: *door opens* Mom? shu badik? 3am sajil, shu? shu? verse 2 I got the skill of Dwayne wade, lotsa speed, am so cocaine, flows may broaden inspiration, yeah I call'em lil wayne, I'll trip in plain site, wouldnt give a damn right, moving like a skank dyke, banged and left yet banged right, dont call type, boi dont even message type, doing 80 on 65, behind the wheel like Jesus Christ, Better get this faster bastard, when am in a hoodi, I'll be robbin, baskin, pull up at ye window, mask and a basket, you feel the windblow and pass in the passage, am harrassin they assess in passion & back at the castle I had'em orgasm, I'm packin the gas aint no rationalizing, I partially fall, yet I'm rocking it rocking it rocking it, cinematic or cinnamon am finna win, am getting the amphetamine, am feeling like I'll bury them, we getting to the medicine, I'm so barbarian, am sorta like a million times ten billion, Express and shit like American, I'm feeling like a pastor, I should be in the Vatican, eating all the pasta inviting every devil in, aim like a veteran, bet I get her wet again, Fuck your attitude and your palace, you wont make it in Paris, matter fact be embarrassed, thats your social status

Beat by https://soundcloud.com/khvyyvt Edited, Mixed & Mastered by ya boy intro Raw x (Shook): yeah! got that autotune on, I got the homi shook recording this bitch, what it do hoe? we coming, (وخر ياخي) (here we go) Shook: Sand niggaz got this here on lock, enough choppers 2 bring down a fuckin hawk, ear to the streets, niggaz heard, selling rock on the wrong block, pull up on the curve, nigga got the nerve, Raw: whatchu got to say? Tell me whatchu got to say? we be popping all them Ninas, got them rat foes in my plate, We go hardy by the way, reppin Saudi in my pray, set that rocky spit all day, till am rumbling in my grave, Shook: whats the word? whats the word? hop on birds, niggaz never seen us coming, got them wondering, talkin get you clapped, sand niggaz on the map, oil what we got on tap, on the low, vision blur, roll up with the herd, Raw: Nina's getting loose, swear them nina's getting loose, I got Rima and Feyrouz, and they both may know the truth, crew's so sloppy with the tube, never drop it till its loose, get that wack shit off the news, populations with no clue, Shook: Talking about the law, pause! you the root cause, niggaz know the rhyme, def, dumb, and blind, do the crime, pay niggaz for they time, thats the rhyme, get it thru your mind, nigga get it thru your mind Raw: racks on racks on racks on racks, take my number, take my fax, check that jumper, check the slag, get these facts, note them facts, we on crack, getting back, I just hop on the flow and crap, oooo them glocks go Rah Rah Rah, Shook: Selling grass to the masses, no matter their classes, we go the gas, fiyyaa! none say pass, got that grey stone glass, niggaz hit and spazz, what they call jazz, gotta spend that cash, gotta spend that cash, Raw: (what it do tho) hiding from the truth, striving out the fkn blue, blaming you and you and who? bro this aint no fkn zoo, crawl that fool with just to prove, that we've got the drinks and fruits, (letem know) sip on absinthe till am absent, snatch your chick and I get too cruel! Shook: (What that nigga say?)

Chorus: we twist their arms, blunt spraking at they mamas wedding, I sleep with bombs cause I like to keep my arms ready, I keep the car ready, its filled with Confetti, I got a pistol in the whip, I can't be forgetting, We twist they ears and we aint convey a wrong message, I sleep with guns you would think I've got some kinda fetish, I keep the bar ready, single and am all ready, I seen your text, that double R mean that Raw ready Verse 1: Just be you, do you, even if you standing in the way, I see right through you, you're like water to my fish fillet, Am rearranging on her face, george condo way, Just another way to describe a common date, I sleep with tecs, thats that shit I would accommodate, Can't see my ex at the bottom getting underpaid, I step up forward check your mate and now she' under me, Just took your queen & changed her wig and she's like andele, Got 20/20 vision, plenty fishes in my dish and She say I turn her on, I'm like the key to her ignition, I'm possible like mission, some say I'm product pissing, I'm like the prodigy to projects I'm the pre-partition, You'll get discouraged due to pussy, thats so modern now, I got the courage of a muslim, what's this all about? I got the courage of a mofuckin lion now, I see them buggin and am asking "Why you lying now?" Chorus: we twist their arms, blunt spraking at they mamas wedding, I sleep with bombs cause I like to keep my arms ready, I keep the car ready, its filled with Confetti, I got a pistol in the whip, I can't be forgetting, We twist they ears and we aint convey a wrong message, I sleep with guns you would think I've got some kinda fetish, I keep the bar ready, single and am all ready, I seen your text, that double R mean that Raw ready Verse 2: I keep a bucket list, hey sexy miss now whats your wish? I'm feeling courage to be emptying a full clip, Soon as am outta bullets, I just flip and fill a clip, They call me underdog, cause I stay under your bitch, Shes all on top man she's the topic and no top I wear, She lose her top & now we both just laying naked there, Stare at the sky & count the stars like it was yesterday, Tomorrow isnt promised so lets just enjoy the day, We passing bottles, licking doobies then we fornicate, Thoughts I formulate, in my mind they forming late, Am making articles I positive articulate about cutting carnivores and get them to decor the plate, We get them veggies on the stove, we boil and cutem out, My phone aint buzzing cause I left it om the silent now, You'd run the city but you'd rather run your fkn mouth, I run my pc, easy, peazy, lemon, kiwi, Ciao Chorus: we twist their arms, blunt spraking at they mamas wedding, I sleep with bombs cause I like to keep my arms ready, I keep the car ready, its filled with Confetti, I got a pistol in the whip, I can't be forgetting, We twist they ears and we aint convey a wrong message, I sleep with guns you would think I've got some kinda fetish, I keep the bar ready, single and am all ready, I seen your text, that double R mean that Raw ready Beat By https://soundcloud.com/kmakesbeats

Beat by https://soundcloud.com/khvyyvt Track #01 Lyrics: See I wouldn't wanna walk and I wouldn't wanna talk, I just wanna sit and take a picture in the fucking mud, I'll be silly, I'll be bold, gotta milli and a cold, I'll be witty and I'm with it, and I'm really overboard, On the road, with a coat that I fought when I bought, cause it cause menopause, hold up wait, mini pause! me no rape pretty girls, aint no cake for the boys, with a cape making noise, we dont save any coins, you'll be fake as a toy, and you pray pretty boy, couldnt pay to be told, where am keeping the gold, I beat satan incase that you missing the point, see me pacing the race, I'll be raising the bar, with a gauge and the soy sauce in the foil, I'll be cooking a cookie, I'll be looking too kind, I'll be looking too fine, if you drink a lil wine, even if you don't drink, I'll be looking to grind, I'll be looking too shiny, dear lord why me? female chauffeur, crazy tryna drive me, you should really come to the neighborhood and find me, I'll be getting lit with the boys all the time, me wouldnt wanna get up & you wouldn't wanna try me, if am getting fed up with your attitude am outtie, fucking till am lousy, now she gotta bouncy, killed that pussy, now I'm looking for the bounty, ass like a round thing, go beyond the county, when she say she lost control I know I found it, got it cumin all night long I lost counting, both of us vouching, put in her mouth and kids on the couch and No you couldn't doubt me, so you go and motherfucking what? talk about me! why you come around me, whatchu tryna sell me? I ain't buying shit, shit man I gotta family, I aint with the gambling, you could try and prank me, Ama let it slide till the day you come and thank me, in the hood banging, like am in a gang and leaving you abandoned, like a kardashian..

Think again.Think Not.Think less. Beat by https://soundcloud.com/dreamlifebeats

Beat - "Wings" by FATFINGER https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zolyBGWH1B8 https://www.instagram.com/fatfinger94/ Samples un-credited vocals by Busta Rhymes

Beat made by thehappyafghan from Dizzy Wright's "Kill'em Wit Kindness" Soundtrack

Written: 2016 Recorded, Mixed & Mastered: 2017-2019 Instrumental by Snakehips from "All my friends" featuring chance the rapper https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I3mrYxPLSH4 Lyrics Verse 1 Let me get it lit, then I'll pass it, Everybody in the room trying to get a hit, Get money, ama act like a lunatic, Don't be dumb, chewing gum like a dummy bitch, Two negatives don't make positive, Unless we talking about mathematics, Any place that you'll go, I've been at it, Yeah at least I admit I'm an addict, And I snort that stuff like I sort my bunch of crispy crunch, And I hold my punch, my fist and wrist smelling out like skunk, You should know whats up! Yeah, Yo! Chorus I'm on a mission, I know mami will listen, And no body is missing, Oh no! I'm on a mission, I know mami will listen, And no body is missing, Oh no! no-no, no-no, no! Verse 2 You know, When I'm on that flow, Heavy like 24s', Chevy filled with Woes, On the downtown road, just bow down dawg, cause I won't go slow, (No) I took Ls' all year, but I won't disappear, I'm clearly here, I may go backward, be a little awkward, but I show no fear, (No) Let me make that count, Twerk game class, let me make that bounce, Let me make that bounce, And soon as I'm done, ama get to the ounce, (That I've stored) In the backroom, with a whole lotta shrooms, Guess I need more room, I wanna see the moon, Hotbox, Killa fume, I rock with a tune, I'll pop, see you soon, (Chorus)

Featuring New Age Pharaoh "NAP" and Rayan "RAY J" Prod. by Seriki Written & Recorded: 2017 Edited, Mixed, Mastered: 2017-2019 Lyrics Verse 1 (Raw) Listen, I'm just looking for a chicken, I'm really with the sheets and I never get picky, If you want it Raw then I might get ready, See you in hell, give me head not headache, You could get it and your girl could get it, Whether credit or debit, I'll be paying, Pussy slaying, with the pussy I'll be playing, Rub it up & down, baby you could get the feeling, We drug dealing with no damn ceiling, My girl does too, yeah she knows about the vision, Silky ribbon, some gold teeth villain, IF it ain't about the meat, then it ain't my vision, I'm really with the kissing, Booties is the mission, When I'm on the rhythm, the clock ain't ticking, I'm really busy, really really busy, Try & fuck around, this glock will get you dizzy, Ask Izzay, blast rats nothing fishy, Fuck whatchu say & fuck you fillet, I stay, you decay, I progress, you delay, You claim that underground, homi that's like sewage! Yeah yea (x4) Chorus (Ray J) [Raw] (x2) [You know why I do that shit to you? Cause you could take my life away] Cause you could take my life away, Cause you could take my life away, Verse 2 (NAP) We hood boys, don't cross me, ain't no softy, We body niggaz that's a hobby, We'll be making money like we Saudi, all praise to the king, That's my plan, shoutout to my mans, We still drink booze till we snooze, Smoke it till the lights is out, Get surgical with this bitch, (Einstein Type) This is where we cross the line, boy you done lost your mind, Why I stay loaded all day? Nightmares of skinny niggaz with Machetes, Nightmares of skinny niggaz with Machetes, Nightmares of skinny niggaz with Machetes, I ain't looking for the fame, I'm shookin' niggazz hard cause we ain't the same, We do this for our people that never saw peace, [Cause you could take my life away] Walk in my shoes to see how we do, Talk to me and ama show you my streets, The heat & pressure got me off beat, Off beat, off beat, off beat, Buddha! Outro (Ray J) & [Raw] & {NAP} (x2) [Einstein type it's the Einstein vibe], (We coming with the bomb ass rhyme), [Aha] ([Einstein type, it's the Einstein vibe}), ([We coming with the bomb ass rhyme]), [Aha] (Einstein type, it's the Einstein vibe), ({We coming with that bomb ass rhyme}), [Aha] (Einstein type, it's the Einstein vibe), (We coming with that bomb ass rhyme), {& if you didn't know, now you know nigga! We doing this shit out the top of the dome nigga} [Top of the dome, from the top of the dome, top of the dome, I'm on top of Rome] {Cause you could take my life away} (Cause you could take my life away) {Cause you could take my life away} (Cause you could take my life away) {Cause you could take my life away} (Cause you could take my life away) {Cause you could take my life away} ({[Cause you could take my life away]})

Bonus track off the upcoming "Confessions" Mixtape. Beat by https://soundcloud.com/araabmuzik Written: 2015-2016 Recorded, Mixed & Mastered: 2017 - 2019 Thirsty Throwback Thursday Volume Uno Giveaway <3 Lyrics Verse 1 Every time on the mic I'll be like "yo chill let me drop that fucking rhyme" I gotta flue, it ain't cool, I took a pill, now my head be spinning round & round, No sound when I walk in my town, they all talk shit when I'm not around, What the fuck y'all? keep it real & talk that shit when I come around (Chorus) Verse 2 In the summer all the hoes go black, Body lotion on the beach for a tan, Drive slow in a fancy ass car, Two upfront, Three more in the back, Believe that, you ain't seen shit boy, you gotta see that, I mean that, On the boulevard with the roof top gone, Spit that crack, but I ain't as mad, She spent a grand on a purse with brand, And I'm like what's up? don't do me like that, I spent that grand on chains and hats, We all could brag if we want to, Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta, ama haunt you, last summer I was thinking that I found you, but now it's no longer our juice (hoe!), (Chorus)

Beat by https://soundcloud.com/khvyyvt Thirsty Thursday Giveaway (Introduction) Lyrics Verse 1 We'll be banging, put that pussy in a mansion, I' busy tracking all them bitches that I'm shacking, They act like crackers but I really is so savage, I never mind it, long as I'm getting on that baggage, Better know what the fact is, D*ck sting like a cactus, Putting it to practice, it's the bandwidth that you girls could never catch it, Playing ratchet, playing ratchet, Till you leave that pussy in the open for the boys fertilize that egg & hatch it, Now catch it, catch it, Heard you're flipping that package, Heard you're slipping on acid, I head that you're on that sad shit, Why you're on that sad shit? Why you're on that sad shit? Throwing that shit to the boys, Fetching that bone like a dog, I can't really see through the fog, I can't really hear through the wall, Through the window, Ama ball, Getting up every time I fall, Even if I crack that floor, I'm getting up once more with a sword, What's it gon' be? What's it gon' be? Slick with a thick ass booty on me, got the goody on me, Big Shookie with me, better come and see, Better witness b, you better witness b, Verse 2 Witness got my business while I'm clearing out this shit list, Freaks up in my hit list, I just seem to keep commitment, Taylor with that slick knit, Aging got no pigment, Only God got the secret, don't believe in God but I'm deep bitch, Skim through the books try and seek shit, Flee through vibe, take a deep breath, Changing the way that you see shit, Cause on the molly you'll be reppin' that G shit, But it never been about that G shit, This ain't none yet, you're gon' see shit, Smoke each one like a weed spliff, Puff puff pass, that's a green tip, Ditch my class just to lean sip, Talk that shit, got a mean lip, Show up at the scene with a clean whip, I just murdered that scene with, A sword and a pill cause I'm real sick, Hopping on the boat, never sea sick, My feet my freeze, gotta reset, Every time that I'm high on the leaflet, Dropping flows in a sequence, Ride so dirty in a clean Benz, You can't go through I'm a steel fence, I'll take your girl and you feel tensed, Take it girl, Pop that pill don't be faking girl, That was just a hint and it ain't my word, That was just a hint and it ain't my word, It ain't my word, Talking about rumors, we ain't concerned, Take that shit & let it motherfucking burn, The boys confirm that this ain't your turn, it ain't your turn, The boys confirm that this ain't your turn, Take this shit and let it motherfucking burn, Yo homie just pass that burner, Outro Burner, burner, Burn out, burn out, Bernard, Bernard, Now this, just, the time, when, I just, have, fun, with it, I just took that bitch & put two in her dome, Put two in her chest, she'll be like rest, I'm the best, with no vest, Ahhhh Fuck this!

Written & Recorded: 2015-2016 Mix & Mastered: 2019 Lyrics: I've been tryna take your girl out, when you're at work, I'll be coming to your house, a pack of condoms, a pack of beer, then am pulling up in the driveway before I hit'er on whatsapp, she invite me in, now am sitting on the couch, conversatin thru how I turned into a boss, hittin bosses wives yet they never know wassup, got the game in a cage guess I got it locked up, I'm a king when it comes to my territory, stepping up to a hater got'em saying sorry, I ain't scary I'm sweet like blueberry but at times I'm cherry like Katie Perry, but at times when I rhyme and am on the mary, I spit the type shit that get you kids really worried, like you're walking alone in a cemetery, late night with them bats flying in a hurry, I break through with the glock that I drop on the block, I ain't through with the shots, I adopt this spot, On top till I drop or flop, guess none is gonna happen, cause I go hard with the rappin, you need a napkin to wipe your pussy off, an assassin when the damn duty call, snapchatting, posting all the videos, with the caption "dining with the booty call", leave you under pressure like Aerosol, give advice only if you're been there before, life is a movie, so I play my role, and I'm waiting on god with thr 4-4, Six inch dick with a toothpick under my lip, she getting wild licking my tip, fantastic, we'll be getting nasty, I'll be hitting ass, tits, right, left, madshit, she grabbed it, got me laying backwards, hands around the waist till I reached and tapped it, grasped it with my big ass fist then I melt up-on like am just plastic, its drastic, the kinda sad shit, you got some typa shit beyond my bandwidth, you blast it and you call me ratchet, took the damn phone, I was tinder matching, you made me flip like am on some trippin pills, cause your body got me gone like some typa weed, girl your brains got me cumin like them house bills, when I bone, you moan, I just want a lil more, I kill raps in my sleep aint no way around it, I flip the beat, raise heat, boy install the carpet, instrumentals could be victims and am here to pop it, get your head nodding thinking how this boy got it, ey this boy now a man, cant get on my level I've been to class, aks the profs, man they know me better, I was the good kid on campus, I put shit together, big events, large meetings, and many other, hmmm... I really moved cheddar, didnt give a fuck whats happening, never! slick with a pen, never need a lecturer, snapping on my girl, right then I lecturer, at this point aint nobody got flow, reach under the seat, you could find plenty more, trunk of the jeep, in that 4×4, if I drop on the geeks, they flop in a row, yo I never go to the mosque, yet sleep in peace, you can peep thru the hole I dont sleep, I just seek my goal, I was told by a Sikh that I'll reap what I sow if I fall, I'll be up in a minute, put it to the flow like the pedal in a rented, I'm a bull like Red, maybe Derrick, Roses been red, but they're no longer a fetish, Finished college, 24, now am gone out, never had a curfew I've been all out, smelling like perfume when I go out, hit a blunt or two then I zone out, I wanna continue, we shouldnt fall out, am tryna convince you that am all about my paper, now or later, I impress a hater, take his chick and date her, never fall asleep if am planning on a wake up, popping that speed like I wanna pick the rave up, rolling in the deep, no Adele, no make up, dont try to creep, I'm a freak with the laser, for god sake I, never could take her, tryna ease my way thru the facebook page I, hit'er with a like, weave tight like Jada, next thing you know she's on my stick pound caked up, riding that dick while she getting all shaked up, its a straight cut and it cant be faked up, she ride on top and I like that she stayed up, wake then I bake yeah am getting all blazed up, you rest in peace, aint no peace on the graveyard, let the boys out then you'd be slayed up

Around the beginning of this year, I've seen a couple of mainstream rappers hop on a mcdonald's beat to advertise the new macdonald's offer/meal, what made me feel some typa way is that these same rappers got nothing to do with the international product they are advertising, might have gotten money out of it, and if you do, I respect your hustle, but I wouldn't advertise poison to my own people for whatever reason that could be, I'm not gonna talk about morals and all that other bullshit, I'm more concerned with work ethic, therefore, I solely produced this instrumental and rapped over it just to get that feeling off of me, cause I just felt like somebody's gotta do or say something about it, if we let that shit slide, we letting alotta shit slide, which we already are and the cause is coming from within, peep your neighbor, your friend, your lover, nobody's safe, nobody's sane. Lyrics Chorus Just for clout they be reppin' anyone, They be talking about anything and feature anyone, They be looking for a mention, I know you're very done, It don't matter what it is, yea you'll be hopping up on'em Verse 1 I said she always in my business I would never get it, I'll be getting money till the motherfuckers pocket diggin', Run the city, Who the villain? Who done did it? Who gon' kill'em? We the illest, we the realest, never finish, never finish, See I'm never gonna finish cause I wouldn't wanna, So ahead of your head, I'll be getting what I wanna, You'll be dead in the bed when you smoking marijuana, 50 shades of grey and your girl getting on'em (Haa), Verse 2 I'll be eating on new rappers and I call it belly fun, with a whole lotta spice I could be the curry man, Never need a consultant, I got the medicine, If I saw, I don't know, like I'm North Korean, Free throw, Chock'em like deep throat, If they ask for a feature, I'll be like "No Bro", I could be a lab chemist with the microscope, Posted by the C4, pause the beat and we blow, See I'm never losing rhythm cause I never lose at all, I should really be in prison cause I murder on the flow, Couldn't see another rapper, they just do it for the show, See I'm more than just a rapper, they just rapping for the dough, Ama get it on the low, with the flow, Ama bang your chick by the motherfucking door, Ama spank that bitch if she rang my phone, If you fucking with the peace, you better off with the dough, Chorus

Off upcoming project #هالمرة_هيك Beat Composed and Produced by https://soundcloud.com/allcxpsarebastards Samples Einstein from رموز الراب | Rap Icons by https://soundcloud.com/phenomenon80s https://soundcloud.com/phenomenon80s/rapicons https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2YKetuFjPIk Co. Producer - DuDu Lyrics: Chorus (x2) Ama clap ma foe, Ama snatch his soul, Ama grab the dough, Ama let you know, Mama's in the house, Wouldn't let me go, Ama grab the dough, Ama grab the door, Bridge (x2) All the stories be sad or be really funny, If you chasing on a bag, boy you busy running, No strings attached, wouldn't be a dummy, Fly shit like a pigeon drippin' on that wicked money, Verse: Possibly, a star to be, Targeting the poverty, Giving you a part of me, Proud to be the prophecy, Keep alotta property, That's that shit you cry to see, Strategy, no piracy, Tell me who you try to be? Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me who you try to be? Every time I socialize I keep a lot inside me, Every time I tell a lie I see you nodding happily, Got that phony lonely style and showing different sides of me, Proud of me, proud of me, I be really proud of me, Narcissism out of me and the lyric about to be, Much better honestly, no returning policy, Flowing like economy, Followed by some comedy, Chorus (x2) Bridge (x2) Outro by instrumental by Brandon Murray

Track #5 from Tenderloin EP ft. https://soundcloud.com/thejointproject https://soundcloud.com/rawjal/sets/tenderloin Lyrics Verse 1 You've been waiting, anticipating, Raw on the flow, switch that station, Plug your earphones, chaos and mayhem, Be patient, never mind the faking, I'm so lazy but never felt dumb, In the day time getting all the job done, Despite, whether wrong or right, For the money solve a puzzle, When I shouldn't I might, Drop the mic, then I book my flight, Bars over your head like a fuckin' tube light, Lose a fight, tomorrow'll be bright, Jack-hammering the ceiling till we get the clear sight, Chorus What it do? Got the flue, yo! I've been sipping on the glue tho, I'll be pimping with the two door, I'll be pimping with the two door, Verse 2 It feel right when I'm diving in her pink drawers, Pussy so right got me trapped, that's sauce, Never need types, she wonder if they saw us, Spent the week right, cash over there for us, Check the weed pipe, yeah we got the real type, posted in the middle like you stopping at the green light, I feel the meme hype getting to the fullest, We on the scene like we stopping all the bullets, I feel the peace might be spiced up in a riddle, I mean the real knight done conquered all the middle, I've done seen it, now I gotta mean it, Sip in front of cameras, get hoppin' off my scene, Bitch! Chorus Verse 3 This my secret, ain't no body feel this, Got a mean bitch sucking till my D stiff, If I stop I'll be stopping all the real shit, But I won't cause I'm tryna seal the deal bitch, Always simple, BM is a nympho, Bilingual and we share the info, In the dingle, can't nobody see us, We deep mingle and bitches wanna BS, I fear dolls and I just stay single, But cheap whores ain't gon' cut it through the window, If I call, see you better pick it up, Cause I'm knocking on your door & I'm tryna stick it up hoe! Chorus

Track #3 from Tenderloin EP ft. https://soundcloud.com/thejointproject https://soundcloud.com/rawjal/sets/tenderloin Lyrics Intro We be wildin', steady steady wildin', Got a pretty white bish tryna spend the night with, We be wildin', steady steady wildin', Got a pretty white chick tryna spend the night with, Verse 1 Every time at night pussy tight this dick so big won't fit inside, Gotta get that lube holding on her boob humpin' on that fucking thigh, Pardon my sinister, When I start, she'll be like "Don't stop", Keep going till you hit the spot, I'm cumming "Oh, God!", All about this sinnin', 24 & my aim is a milli, Stack it up till I hit that ceiling, Won't stop till the day I'm finished, Whoa! Never been a Yes Man, Damn! During beef I go HAM, Damn! In the summer I'll be hotter, You won't be the man, Haa!? Chorus We be wildin' steady steady wildin, Got a pretty white bish tryna spend the night with, We be wildin', steady steady wildin', Got a pretty white chick tryna spend the night with, The night with, The night with, The night with, Tryna spend the night with, (x2) Verse 2 Stop! Drop! Gotta pop! Always on the beat and I could not stop! 20 girls been in the same damn spot, I dump'em hard now they wish I flop, I rock jewels even when I'm in the house, Chicks fall through like coins on the couch, I sip that booze and I pass it around, Child abuse cause the bitch gon' pout, I've never been with a bih from a pimp, My girl is a yacht and your girl is a blimp, Told you before "show more than a glimpse", Show the whole thing, it can make you rich, Bitch! I don't need that shit, Herpes, Syphilis, get tested, Most of the times am just resting, Hair game strong but I just messed it, Chorus x2 Steady, Steady (bout to fall). Got a pretty (bout to fall), Got a pretty (am about to fall) We be wildin', steady steady wildin', Got a pretty white bish tryna spend the night with, The night with, The night with, The night with, The night with, The night with, The night with, tryna spend the night with..

Track #2 - Tenderloin EP ft. https://soundcloud.com/thejointproject https://soundcloud.com/rawjal/sets/tenderloin Lyrics Intro x2 Pick up the phone in the morn', Get a call, Ama roll off the bed get dressed then I'm gone, Bridge x2 Got the boss talkin' shit, Ama play the Harlem Shake, Then I get the garlic baked, When I'm on the lunch break, Keeping faith, tolerate, tolerate, tolerate, tolerate, tolerate, tolerate Verse Be strong, be calm, You got the whole world at your palm, If I pull on the tool and I do what I do, Blood pool, am I cool like you? (Nah!) I wouldn't do that, & you shouldn't neither, Gotta break bread, maybe try & get a visa, Order on a pizza, fuck blowing reefer, Fuck pop a pill, I'm all about them papadums, Got me wrecking on a crunchy one, In the middle of the night soaking in a steamy tub, Getting all the weinie rub, Stick up dumb hoes eyeing me like I'm Fetty Wap, Welcome to America, where we just inherit shit, We ain't never done shit, we just wanna credit it, Just so we can show the biz, making sure you know this, Making sure the public dumbed down like a bitch, Waking up to stupid shit, don't believe me google this, All you see is Hooligans, all you hear is booty things, Rappers can't stop me, Ama state how I feel, Like Steve Harvey, Ama state how I deal, I'm a state, Deal aware (Delaware), Ama fake feed a girl too much bullshit from the get go, And my style so grown that the bitch won't know, And I stay cold like a mother sucking polar bear, If you know then you know, if you go then you go, But you better not show your stupid face here, Am really mad now and I won't back down, Hitting bitches back now, Ama bang then I bang then I do my thang, Thought the bitch was fly but the bitch won't change, Ama bang then I bang then I do my thang, Thought the bitch was fly but the bitch wants change $$,

Track #1 from Tenderloin EP ft. https://soundcloud.com/thejointproject https://soundcloud.com/rawjal/sets/tenderloin Lyrics Chorus Up in the morning, (I'll be up in the morning) even when I'm locked up, (even when I) I'll be up in the morning, (up in the) even when I'm locked up, (up in the) Up in the morning, even when I, even when I, I said even when I.. (Yo, check, uh), Verse 1: Yo! It's been a long time since I last went broke, I gotta hide all the money in the wardrobe, My bish come with the heater cause I'm so cold, And I never rock chains that may cost, Coach a coach, from coast to coast, I'll be getting all the props cause I do the most, I can't find a job in a stupid Co., and if I ever do ama be the boss, yo! No interview, I just yell & get whining, by the end of the day you gon' try & buy me, You could try & find me up on linked in, I'll be trying to turn a hobby to a damn thing, Like I started balling, then I grew cliques, I had the full package and I was only six, but, things change, rearrange, new gangs, All about drugs and all about the bangs, (fuck that) When I was little I was all about the brains, But then I opened doors to the sorrow and the pain, And now I need nothing but the darkness and the rain, Myself was the reason behind this pain, ay! Chorus Up in the morning, (I'll be up in the morning) even when I'm locked up, (locked up, locked up) I'll be up in the morning, (up in the) even when I'm locked up, (locked up, locked up) Up in the morning, (in the morning), even when I, even when I, I said even when I, ay! Verse 2 Bitch am the man now, word to my Grandma, She'll be in the kitchen cooking up for the fam now, This ain't even fair now, cause I can't cope, Take a long breath walking on a tight rope, Sliding on the track like I'm coming down the slope, With'em two racks and I'm buying us hope, When I invest, I'll be buying us gold, Take a long breath, it's some made up shit, folks! Ama grin outdoors or in public, Cause the whip I'm in be embarrassing like fuck, shit! Ama say some fuck shit when I'm on the floor, Cause I crave to suck tits, Natural! Up in the living room, napping hoe, Back in the bedroom, slapping hoes, Picking and I'm hitting and I'm trapping those, Big ass, thick ass, juicy booty hoe Nigga, If you ask me, Ama pick Ashley, Stick to the bitch like Do-Re-Mi, Flick that wig like Keira Knightley, Homi brain quick, ain't no fool like me, Nigga! Chorus Flick Flick Up in the morning, Flick Flick Even when I'm locked up, I'll be up in the morning, Flick Flick, Even when I'm locked up, Up in the morning, Flick Flick, Even when I, even when I, I said even when I, Ay! Outro - Verse 2 repeats & Fades out

Track 4 from Tenderloin EP ft. https://soundcloud.com/thejointproject https://soundcloud.com/rawjal/sets/tenderloin Lyrics Hook If we party, then we party, If we don't, then we ballin', Got that weed, got that molly, We on speed, we gon' party, Get your feet in this Rari, In your seat, rock your body, I look neat when I'm falling, Tom Brady and I'm ballin', Verse Gon' deflate all them tires, Can't degrade my attire, Got no wings, I'm the fly-est, Got no shrink, not my concept, With no tie, I'm the slyest Attitude's not the slightest, You could think or may imagine, You're so fragile, getting scattered, Testing tubes in this lab and, Left a bruise, better right them actions, Get to stacking, skip the bragging, Don't you snooze, you'll get the spanking, Trap this savage in this madness, Stopping violence is my practice, Police look at me & they're jealous, 'Cause they hating that the fact is, Complicated like a lattice, climbing ladders, up my status, Part the brackets, get the scammers, We may trip and slip on acid, And discover who's the cracker, Camera flashing, I'll be spazzin', Gas it up, inventing fashion, You could call me Mr. Madden, not Alaading, nor Bin-Ladin Hook x2

beat by https://soundcloud.com/khvyyvt Stay clean, Say no to drugs! Samples Los Mensajes A Tu Cel by Dr. Sana SM & Jblood Feat . Graffia https://www.shazam.com/track/312874583/los-mensajes-a-tu-cel

For Promotional Use Only. We do not own the rights to the instrumental. The instrumental was produced by Freddie Joachim for Joey Badass's "1999" album, Track #2 "Waves". Furthermore, it was used by J. Cole for the track "False Prophets". Joey Badass - Waves https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=51e1g... J. Cole - False Prophets https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wvFDX... Soundcloud https://soundcloud.com/rawjal Instagram https://www.instagram.com/raw_jal/ Good Jives EP bridgeurl.com/good-jives-ep-3/all Lyric Video https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KJrE3FMP_u8

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Bonus Track off the "Good Jives' EP ft. https://soundcloud.com/khvyyvt (2019) Instrumental by Al-Khayyat

Original Instrumental from Nas's "It was Written" album, track title "take it in blood" Prod. by Live squad, Lo Ground and Top General Sounds. practice sessions.. Lyrics >>> https://rawad-jalwan.bandcamp.com/track/balance-freestyle