1. |
DWN SOUTH
02:50
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this that dwn south shit
word to tommy wright
niggas getting left behind with
every atomic bomb i write
on every line i write
leave a motherfucking tragedy
shout out to every ghost
that's locked and loaded in my cavalry
ain't no space up in this fucking bag with me
you'd gag to breathe
heard y'all was sweet
you getting cleaned like cavities
depravity
came a long ass way from flipping bags of weed
now i'm high above you mortals
you can't touch my fucking gravity
edge of the knife
run with the church of the night
demons, they wander the clergy
no purpose in sight
they'll flip the switch on your light
won't even switch up their eyes
when the darkness arise
offer the perc or the white
coming thru strong for the night
cloth pimp a swan for the night
disappear, melt in real time
with the dawn when it light
pray for the dominance
pray for the ominous
pray for the -
i'll prolly die for 50k
i'll sell my soul for 60k
i'll kill myself for 80k
frequent flier of the coop
walk with fire, word to coop
i been scheming on these billion dollar babies
wearing suits
how to strip em of their loot
flipping faces by the two
shifting phases like the moon
switching pace of who is who
niggas think this shit is butter
motherfuckers off the jif
its nothing new
let them apes up out the zoo
hide the plates, we comin thru
china smashing we uncouth like
damn
adjusted the screen on my lens
melted the c.r.e.a.m thru the bands
i'm up on the stand
pastors is preaching again
i got the blood in my hands and i'm seeing in twins
grind on my teeth had me toothless again
living ruthless again
way that i'm living my dreams
i'm thinking a nigga might never be lucid again
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2. |
ABUSE YOUR ILLUSIONS
04:38
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ex life
woah!
ran a deal with EU
cut the mf check like
bitch nigga, catch you in the next life!
all nines when i fire off w the tech like
you don't really wanna see me vexed like
woah
i would watch my mf neck like
gold is going up
and the price that's on your chest might blow
all the homies that you thought would have your best might
fold at the pawn shop
flexing w your debt like, woah
i feel like i'm shit
feel like i might not exist
stick to the script
"nigga i feel like we on"
nigga the fuck is you doin?
feel like a god
nigga naw fuck it i'm God
who the fuck you think you are?
i feel like i'm small
nah nigga fuckit we ball
nigga nah fuckit we ball, aye
aye yo
feel like i'm shit
feel like i might not exist
stick to the script
"nigga, i feel like we on"
nigga the fuck is you doin?
feel like a god
nigga naw fuck it i'm God
who the fuck you think you are?
feel like i'm small
nah nigga fuckit we ball
nigga nah fuckit we ball
ex life
woah!
24karats on your soul like
ex life
woah!
i don't keep the time for no
wrist watching niggas
shit talking niggas
make me run the script off a nigga
walk swift
cuz the demons make me trip harder nigga
they been plotting on my back like a thick manga, nigga
flip!
sides i ain't feeling all you niggas
bout to lexx this shit and hit the killmonger, nigga
don't address me
dap me up and peel, my nigga
we don't run the same laps
y'all be green as kale, my nigga
smokin up the field, my nigga
my tolerance is ominously high
for all the bullshit
i be drowning in
to find these words and palette them
and put them on the wall
i sink to lower depths and then i put myself on call
depression's a cycle that i can't recall, fuck
depression's a cycle that i could just never recall
rather burn out on the fall
gather courage
splatter on the wall
see me burning
ash me as i crawl to
cash out on a pasture
greener than the previous
the seeds i left in autumn
turn to fallen trees in spring
and hit my line
they calling me and asking
"was it all for nothing?"
often i be going under brawling with myself from dusk to dawn
fuck it we ball
this shit crazy already
adult swim pay me already
adult swim pay me i'm ready
fishy ass niggas tryna fillet me already
niggas dwn south, up bready
three sides to a lie, chainmail heavy
this shit crazy already
adult swim pay me, i'm ready
adult swim pay me already
ex life
woah!
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3. |
RARE CARDS
02:52
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cards too rare to fold em
bread talk couldn't bear the cold cuts
bet ace on gaze too foreign
all shade but the suits was golden
blind youth from truth too hopeless
couth but broken
who cries tears of notice
when tact can't bear the focus?
revenge ensnares the solace
og's taking SHOTS at old vests
love falls short of progress
homeless, chose its own death
private funeral with the casket open
highest in the room be the blessed to know less
fire to the wound leave the flesh atrocious
and burn thru old west
the heart bears no condolence
when the brain declares hypnosis
despair was potent
stray glares find new opponents
say another prayer for hope in this very moment
damn nigga is we on yet?
y'all ain't got the range to work the middle like bowflex
this shit been on my spirit like its strangling both necks
my nigga i'm a god that just ain't been awoke yet
unable to focus
its plaguing me, i'm praying for locusts
niggas say that they the voice for the hopeless
then how come all the pain ain't fade away from my throat yet?
must be all the anger from them songs i ain't wrote yet
niggas try to jack it hang it up like a coat check
bitch
i done put some niggas on that prolly rather
see me dead than ever touch a mil
niggas think they got you figured out but
fear and doubt themselves
i be like fucking kill
niggas be funny like key and peele
i'm just being real
if i had a dollar every time a nigga said that
they were bout to feed me
wouldn't even need the meal, like
damn nigga is we on yet?!
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4. |
THE MAN (ft. DYYO)
02:54
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hop out the whip!
hit the block like i'm the man
run that bitch like i'm the man
call the shots like i'm the man
price goin up like a grand
damn! aye
shorty hit me and said she need the top on demand
damn, yah
must be the man
i run this shit like a scam
i need that love in advance! aye!
clutching the pearl like its fuck mr. krabs
and i'm petty man take anything that i can
take off my face, i'm evasive
don't fuck with the lens
you been peeping the gram? oh
yea me and shorty be fuckin we really not friends
elite nigga draggin like lance
no game but your boy is advanced
still play it coy like i don't have a stance
damn
hop out the whip!
hit the block like i'm the man
run that bitch like i'm the man
call the shots like i'm the man!
get all the love for the drop in advance
i need that shit like a x**
i'm boutta pop like a x**
i'm runnin ****** **** * ****
price goin up like a grand!
eighth in my sock
i'm as loud as the band
so i get up and hit ya like damn!
stupid nigga, i won't even let you get the chance!
i don't need a reason, i be tweaking for the fuck of it
i be on them stages killing it, i know you lovin it
don't be asking me for favors
later snakes will take the fuckin plate you made for them
before you get to add the flavor
i ain't talkin shit
don't wanna make you think i hate ya
i just say it now so you can't say i changed up
i'm dangerous
when i pull up
you niggas be duckin me like i'm a goose
and existence is doom on command
i'll put you birds in the sand
mouse with the earth in his hand
sike i'm the man
run you in circles and graze on the fat of the lamb
ain't no shame or no cap in my stance
giving y'all sauce like i'm frank with the hot
and i put that on everything
stamp
hop out the whip
hit the block like i'm the man
run that bitch like i'm the man
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5. |
SUPERSTARULTRA
03:42
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calling you
i regretted
left you stuck feeling so invisible
was it lust? were we just admissible?
how did we become so provisional
sum of one become so divisible
met you on the run we had different goals
your lips speak my language with every tone
your eyes whisper something subliminal
left me with a feeling so digital
i'm going superstarultra so she goin kirby
i'm playing larry david and she about to curb the
enthusiasm that i gathered off the early
she say i'm the one i really feel like kyrie irving
stick to running from the sun and leave the temple shirley
lit a blunt with loaded gun and disassemble worry
standing in the ashes of a civil flurry
waiting on the sun to show the water
keep the vision blurry
i was driven but now i'm swerving
fragile from the wreckage no triple A to insure me
trippin off the image of flirty women and purpose
followed intuition to dead ends and hidden soldiers
thanking em for their service
dangerous play defense at night
she wanna know if she can hit and stay to twin my light
and i just wanna know if i still keep you up at night
pardon the trauma i been ducking bombs left and right
when i was done running i
left you stuck feeling so invisible
was it lust? were we just admissible?
how did we become so provisional
sum of one become so divisible
met you on the run we had different goals
your lips speak my language with every tone
your eyes whisper something subliminal
left me with a feeling so digital
call me when you need a ride home
tell me baby am i worth it?
when you need a ride home
i don't want to be alone
when you need a ride home
call me when you need a ride home
call me when you need a ride home
call me when you need a ride home
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6. |
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i just copped a brand new omen!
bout to hit a lick, divide myself out like a quotient
my lower self a nigga that i met when i was BROKEN
now we bussin ceilings nigga got me by my throat tho
gnarly like a quarter loko
wraith of parsley fried in paper
lace my throat to cope tho
word to stokos and them sleepless nights off harford rd yo
bitch i been dolo since when pokemon was out the johto
hit the stage and turn your "ohs" to "oh no's"
nigga i could show my teeth before i had em
hold some fucking heat fore i was draggin
sleep a feature fore i got to rappin
couldn't peep the gold if you had silver on your platter
niggas be like "damn bruh, what happened?"
emperor with no clothes
they claiming king and now they assed out
fellas waiting
i'm accelerating on the fast route
they organizing meetings to brief niggas on how to drawer some money
they couldn't register all the ways that we could cash out
releasing vampires how we whip these niggas
and got em all shook
is off of the richter, we smashed out
throw elixers back counting them g's
warren we regulate all outsiders tryna enter our castle
breaking the mold
niggas secretly police
but we hold heat
and cast irons before we cast out
no business in the room if it ain't profit
no red and blue
only simulating success and so at best you choose
to caress the wounds of the ego
preferring comfort over success you blew
destitute your system sound like it don't work
the fruits of our harvest have yet to bloom
i'm just a vessel for this message until unrest is soothed
i tell this to my (?)
if the crown is too heavy for the head, its best removed
diabetic
this shit is sweet, its time to eat!
my phonetics are felt just like kinetic energy
its my genetics
they wanna copy that in hi fidelity
you an infidel, you could see the shit yourself
and never believe
fuck a rest of the team
not taking the time to rest, relax or to breathe
sturdy straddling the backs of horses
galloping up out of assateague
the beast king
under the city (?)
the beat screams
its burdened by my strong anatomy
it release steam from the nostrils
lemme take off your saddle g
graze easily thru these pastures passively
for over top of the hill is a ghastly battle scene
i'm trained well, no short of chain mail attached to me
for to cover the body is blasphemy
you won't recover nobody you task for me
yo they wanted VLAAD for dead
i'm bucking at his head like johnny appleseed
take it out of the pot and then pass the peas for the family
ain't nobody eating after me
if they stand with me
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7. |
DIGITAL BURN
02:02
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better that i waited
thought you were awake
i was better waiting
thought you'd come my way
dreamt of all the things
i wanted to convey
plan to run away, yeah
you don't have to play god
you don't have to
you don't have to play
better that i waited
thought you were awake
lost in california
crashing like a wave
ashes from the flame
settle on the paint
plan to run away, yeah
you don't have to play god
you don't have to
you don't have to play
you don't have to play god
you don't have to
you don't have to play
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8. |
NOVA (ft. AFROVELVET)
04:16
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better that i waited
i thought you were awake
said its better that i waited
i thought, i thought you were
thought you were awake
thought you were awake, yeah
thought you were awake, yeah
its better that i waited
on the phone, late night
up alone, stay high
i been thinking bout you
miss me, i miss life
misspeak, misfire
i been thinking bout you
been around, few times
keep it low, play the side
i been thinking bout you
maybe you can hit me if you're down to
are you down to?
are you down to?
on the phone, late night
up alone, stay high
i been thinking bout you
what ya on? what's it like?
been around, play the side
i been thinking bout you
been around, few times
keep it low, play the side
i been thinking bout you
maybe you can hit me if you're down to
are you down to?
are you down to?
ships up, no holes in us
dripped up, no gold in us
took a trip to an ex life
spent time holding out hope for us
and by the time my rope was up
it was no love left here to open up
pawnbrokers turn gold to dust
1-800 NOW I'M OVER IT
my glow is up
lost friends, foes overcut
i ain't really think i owed this much, but
one day ima shine and ima blow up
like brand new caller on an old motorola
hoping that his old contacts didn't worry bout the holdup
i'll prolly hit you back after the glowup
this beat reminds me of a shorty that i used to know of
used to ask if i would leave her after i had blown up
if i had the time then i prolly would've shown up
and if i had then heart then i would cry until i'm sober
instead of being
on the phone, late night
up alone, stay high
i been thinking bout you
miss me, i miss life
misspeak, misfire
i been thinking bout you
been around, few times
keep it low, play the side
i been thinking bout you
maybe you can hit me if you're down to
are you down to?
are you down to?
on the phone, late night
up alone, stay high
i been thinking bout you
what ya on? what's it like?
been around, play the side
i been thinking bout you
been around, few times
keep it low, play the side
i been thinking bout you
maybe you can hit me if you're down to
are you down to?
are you down to?
on the phone, late night
up alone, stay high
i been thinking bout you
call me baby
when you need me i'll be there
call me baby
when you cry i'll dry your eyes
no matter the situation
ain't nothing babe i'll be waiting
ready to give you that sensation
me and you, you and me
i am the drug you crave
behind your words i am
i am the meaning
for you i am the source
the source of being
so call me baby when you need me
i'll be there right away
baby we could go up
maybe we were meant to blow up
maybe see you when you grow up
even when you show up
its 1am and i been over
playing strangers when we pull up
say goodbye to no one
pitch hit different when you're sober
miss the lead-in when its over
you know i been a nova
you know i been a nova
baby we could go up
maybe we were meant to blow up
maybe see you when you grow up
even when you show up
its 1am and i been over
playing strangers when we pull up
say goodbye to no one
pitch hit different when you're sober
miss the lead-in when its over
you know i been a nova
you know i been a nova
baby we could go up
maybe we were meant to blow up
maybe see you when you grow up
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9. |
KALE (ft. CRWNLEAK)
04:00
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10. |
DONUT (ft. POPE.LOUD)
02:32
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keep living loops like a donut
tried it again giving no fucks
maybe i’ll break out my cold cuts
patiently waiting for tour bus
take me away from my old ones
greatest escape since the mold bust
you keep it baby, like grow up
we keep it crazy, like go nuts
you keep on playing
you don’t want to hate me
cuz i’ll keep on taking my daily bread
fuck is you saying
you don’t need to
fake it to make it that type of shit
makes me dead
I been so stressed that I
Took it to face and it all
Went my way but it makes me dread
why do we keep living life on the rewind?
rewind
death 2 all nostalgia
i’m burning dollars chasing cauliflowers
april turns to may and
i get lost up in them showers
if you was waiting out the rain
how could you see the flowers?
pacing, tryna place a cost on
what i thought was ours
looming overhead
them clouds stay grey
they wring me dry and i just
hold my head
marinating in a pool
of all the things we said
summertime, i grill myself
till niggas cannot see the red
i'm tryna clean my head
but pardon me this flex
you must be new here
nigga, don’t ever pass me the reg
my higher self gon pull the trigger
I don’t need to beg
summertime, i grill myself
til niggas cannot see the red
keep living loops like a donut
tried it again giving no fucks
maybe i’ll break out my cold cuts
patiently waiting for tour bus
take me away from my old ones
greatest escape since the mold bust
you keep it baby, like grow up
we keep it crazy, like go nuts
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11. |
GREEN!
02:28
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all going down for the green
everybody seeing red
going down for the green
fuck
i feel like fuck the bullshit
i done lost my friends
ain’t even cop no ends
i might die for this
sky gonna rain amends
pay my dividends
i might drown for this
nigga its sink or swim
i had homies go down for less
and that’s not a flex
thoughts come crashing in
pray they don’t call collect
i been dwn south
i’ve been assed out
i’ve been tired as a bitch
all my calls drop
til i’m northbound
I be dying to exist
so i don’t trip
about no support now
i go iso, off the grid
cuz i can’t slip up
in the fourth round
lost my life all for this shit
so
i don’t sell green
don’t hit me up
i don’t sell dreams
don’t hit me up
i don’t sell peace
or pick me ups
i sell burning stars
and insignia
sex and money
don’t get me up
if it came from lust
it can miss me, bruh
gotta fifth of luck
in my dixie cup
and i’m sippin up
til them visions touch, uh
stocks up
finna black out
sprint a winning lap
run it back now
twenty-five deep
finna crash now
pray i don’t die
before i cashout
twenty-five deep
finna crash now
sprint a winning lap
run it back now, uh
stocks up
finna back down
pray i don’t die
before i cashout
(all going down for the green
everybody seeing red
going down for the green)
twenty-five deep
finna crash now
pray i don’t die before i cashout
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12. |
TIME.404+
04:10
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peace to every creature
that receives this message
triple seven
in our hell on earth
I done found heaven
ain’t no down south
when you moving upward
and living headless
playing jesus gotchu
crossed up at the intersection
praying to a smith and wesson
if i die before i touch a million
tell my mom i learned my lesson
green visions beat depression
i’m on a quest defined by obsoletion
if i fail, then i ain’t resting
never rocked supreme
but you could see it
in his clientele
copped a zip for free
and i ain’t need it
but it found me well
defeat is just a secret
time will tell
i’m here to put you niggas
in the fuckin house
like you’re retired help
that plastic bag you’re in
don’t match with your
designer belt
i’m boutta hit a comeup
ya view is askew
you through bruh
young niggas
we just tryna make a fewbucks
now we in them hoods
like kuklux
who us?
mousey keeble bout 2
lift the youth up
choose up
early to the party
spike the juice up
you’re fucked
long distance runner
grown accustomed to losses
like i’m the poster boy for exhaustion
if another nigga blow up
rappin bout how they pop shit
over pop shit
ima be the needle to drop shit
all these rappers claim they sick
until they see a nigga nauseous
we just snap a flick
n tell em stick it to they bosses
i been waiting my whole life
i been waiting my whole life
i been waiting my whole life
to ride the high
of the elite
so i can reinvent it
niggas peep the smile
& think its sweet
don’t see the demon in it
i been waiting my whole life
i been waiting my whole life
i been waiting my whole life
to fuck the world
& sign a prenup
keep the residents
i met myself on LSD
ain’t been the same
ever since
i been waiting my whole life
i had a dream about the curtain call
i had a dream that we were
seated like the final supper, gleaming
with no hurt involved
beams burnt the sky serene
until the clouds dissolved
and then i had another dream
we had to work it off
i had a dream i was a rodent
tryna reach the stars
golden table cloths
expensive wine
and foreign cars
i grabbed the keys
and hit the driver, then i picked a song
but i couldn’t reach the start...
i had a dream i was the man
then i had a dream i was a scam
a naked emperor
with only ashes in my hand
the fabric been repurposed by the land
emphatically, the people turn to chant
i had another dream that
I had bent to their demands
but cycles steady spinning in they plots
always put the winners on the top
niggas gonna need a dimmer for their thoughts
i had a dream, but i forgot.
LUXE
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