1. |
Morse Code
04:30
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Really Right
My last flip got me thinking real estate
Them conversations really put me in a different space
Doing dirt in different towns gotta switch the plates
My homie fighting behind the wall hoping they appeal his case
Fast life of good nigga jam, that's the penalty
Hit my cell, said he ain't need nothing, but good energy
Stand up fella, never fake the jacks
Sent the package anyway
It ain't like he can return it back
Hustler trying to advance to the clubs, that's a different sack
Rolling up something a little louder
That's for the people in the back
Take a loss never end, get a win bet it back
Close friends it's all nonverbal, that's how we intertract
Crib with high ceilings
Morse code dealings
Crib with high ceilings
Morse code dealings
(Get out ya feelings)
All it takes a few Hand signals like i'm an umpire
Flick of the nose mean gun fire
Fun fact the campaigns still kony
And that's unbiased
Regroup the army's artillery
Dare you to come try us
Models, short stay lovers, all one nighters
Smoking experience, they can't think of no one higher
Put the lil homie down that was this months hire
Old school accountants still doing numbers wearing a sun visor
Slow grind can be annoying like using a bum lighter
When your lungs dried up ,and you got some fire
Rap messiah, Cream, no bryers scheme, Osiris me,
Young terrence
Crib with high ceilings
Morse code dealings
Ayo
Crib with high ceilings
Morse code dealings
(Westside Gunn)
Ayo ayo
Balenciaga fur trench you know who wore it first
If the feen fell out then you know who work
You need a job nigga holla at me
Im paying niggas just to wear my chains nigga my neck hurt
I'm pushing 2020 and its already owned nigga
I dont give a fuck no more nigga
Im hollwoyood now nigga
You ain't seen nobody like me
I live with both of my baby mamas
Facts
You niggas bums
Fucking bums
I wore this shit three days nigga
I dont give a fuck
Made 7 figures tho
You ain't Never seen me wear the same shit twice nigga
And if it was it was only cuz i was high I forgot
You know that shit smoke in me right
fourth rope shit
Velveteen dream
My third eye see everything
Next royal rumble it's just me and 29 feens nigga
RFC
Griselda
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Ive done been through all this shit
I've been praying for my soul
I've been praying for my soul
I've been praying for my soul
Tell me, you can't tell me shit
I been all up on the go
I benn all up on the go,
Chasing shit I want the gold
I been chasing all the chips
I've been plotting, I cant fall
I've been plotting, I cant fall
I've been plotting, I cant fall
Ive done been through all this shit
I've been praying for my soul
I've been praying for my soul
I've been praying for my soul
Ya whole life invalid as a facebook fact
I got some cake put back
Don't get ya waves pushed back
45 make it harder if ya face look black
Every state took flake
Every race look wack
My homeboy homebase everyday cook crack
Like ace cooked that
Around the way hood rats
A whole box touched down
Whole case push that
Feel so good bring mase hook back
Thank mami for her constant prayer
On the paper, monster slayer
Bomb on haters
Thou shall not fuck with Georgie
Or he feel a 100 shots from hecklers & 40s
Corliano with it shit its all the approach
Make a call to my folks
Get your passes revoked
I flip the pillows
I flip the memos
I flip guerrero
Young Flip Dinero
Flip Chorus
Ive done been through all this shit
I've been praying for my soul
I've been praying for my soul
I've been praying for my soul
Tell me, you can't tell me shit
I been all up on the go
I benn all up on the go,
Chasing shit I want the gold
I been chasing all the chips
I've been plotting, I cant fall
I've been plotting, I cant fall
I've been plotting, I cant fall
Ive done been through all this shit
I've been praying for my soul
I've been praying for my soul
I've been praying for my soul
Cards on the table nonetheless wont fold
Got directs on hold
Know the checks gon go
High as fuck in Yuna’s Office
Keep my neck on froze
Get my rec off flows
You can check off those
These some rare gorteiers
Street dreams esco
Pasta pesto
Mob style flex though
Got my trap line boomin
Everyday specials
Keep more Q’s comin like my man Fredro
Rolling that petro
Mix it with a tad of this rosin
Let's see how that's go
Struggling to hold my cough
Looking like satchmo
Munchies hit the crabby shack
Back to back blunts goin
kriss Cross, daddy mac
One light, four grams
Stuffed thats a fatty back
Better savory the flavor
You might never get it back
Uh
Fast break this a lay up fam
Want to see a player jam
Hit em with the prayer hands
Flip Chorus
Ive done been through all this shit
I've been praying for my soul
I've been praying for my soul
I've been praying for my soul
Tell me, you can't tell me shit
I been all up on the go
I benn all up on the go,
Chasing shit I want the gold
I been chasing all the chips
I've been plotting, I cant fall
I've been plotting, I cant fall
I've been plotting, I cant fall
Ive done been through all this shit
I've been praying for my soul
I've been praying for my soul
I've been praying for my soul
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3. |
Dark Web feat. T-Pain
03:42
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Uhhhhh uhh
Iceberg
Ooooooo
Big
Ahhhhhh
Really
ahhhhhhhhhh
Right
She don't even know i'm in the streets
She only know me from the penthouse sweets
What you know about that
Take a look at your life without that
Ill get your life right yea
I can make you shine like yea
Keep you in the limelight yea
You like that yea
Chillling with a nigga that can shut it down
Baby you ain't gotta worry about nothing now
Ride with me
Level 10 jedi, Playing my post
You can never underestimate genius
My old lady asking for space
I Might fuck around and give her Venus
You see the coldness in my pose
They like how he flex so seamless
Got to stoned to get to jue lan
Thank god they deliver on seamless
Got my jewelry over coogi word to groovy
View my closet like its neimans
Might mix match Amiè with A wang
Watch how quick my outfit gets remixed
Hey sim simma
Load up the Ps in the sprinter
Hold on the trees till we enter
It'll be a cold winter
25 keys was delivered
A nigga like me is a winner
To all my beginners
Yall might freeze in the winter
But my g keep your chin up
Private flights fast to sleep fore the wing up
Two duffles on me is all i can bring up
She don't even know i'm in the streets
She only know me from the penthouse sweets
What you know about that
Take a look at your life without that
I'll get your life right yea
I can make you shine like yea
Keep you in the limelight yea
You like that yea
Chillling with a nigga who can shut it down
Baby you ain't gotta worry about nothing now
Ride with me
Baby you can do that
Ima make you rich, but you knew that
Chilling with a nigga that can shut it down
You ain't gotta worry about nothing
Ride with me
Help you get your money right
You gon have enough for a hundred nights
Chilling with a nigga that can shut it down
You ain't gotta worry about nothing
Ride with me
I promise you I lived this life way before
Everything happened just like I dreamed it
I did sobs New york
I did amphitheaters, arenas
I went touring of my tapes
I got paid to speak like a preacher
Make this easy as mike jones
Everyone know the number in agreement
Old school harlem nigga my soul
Bout time to activate in my mode
Can't no one can say i told
My whole rolodex is like rose
The underground gatekeeper
Slow down case you can't keep up
Rolling up strong got mw 8 feet up
I hold it down stil safety first
I knwo alot of niggas that shakey thrist
But i'm central air
It never really matter if the ac work
Life goals is to never have my babys work
It aint a replica chanel that's a AG purse
Baby you can do that
Ima make you rich, but you knew that
Chilling with a nigga that can shut it down
You ain't gotta worry about nothing
Ride with me
Help you get your money right
You gon have enough for a hundred nights
Chilling with a nigga that can shut it down
You ain't gotta worry about nothing
Ride with me
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4. |
Bounce
02:57
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Right
Right
Bounce
Bounce
Came up on dipset immunity
put some vs on my jewelry
Dawg i ain't wit all the foolery
Classically harlem im too elite
Shit is luigi or skittle i chill for a little I'm back for like two or three
Could give you the game it come fluently
Break it down for ya to a T
Shit we was runnin from truancy
Now we in gated communities
All of the neighbors could google me
All of ya favorites is cool with me
Turn this shit up just a notch
I got a couple of blocks
Still got the money in knots
Numbers is better the package just landed
Im gucci the thought got me lickin my chops
I go to paris to shop
I roll around in a drop
I aint to fond with the wildlife but my shorty wearing a fox
Come thru and shut down the spot
Heat check heat check just a lil bit so we could feel it out
Big bags i been about
All they want is a lil clout
Swear this life we livin
Errthang come with it
Money cars and the bitches
Errthang come with it
Fake niggas doin fake shit
Man it always come with it
Man it always come with it
Erry thang come with it
Swear this life we livin
Erry thang come with it
Money cars and the bitches
Errthang come with it
Fake niggas doin fake shit
Man it always come with it
Man it always come with it
Erry thang come with it
Its winter but it feel like june to me
Hustlers we make it cool to be
You niggas is groupies its new to me
You dusty and i got the broom with me
Briscoe my nigga you know that we playin for keeps when i got the goon with me
Off parole he soon to be
Eye to eye with the math get in tune with me
Rest in peace chinx drugs last time i seen em in the tombs with me
Get high as the moon with me
Cuzzin todd in the room with me
6’2 250 give or take if i got the tool with me
Went half with nym he ballooned with me
Took the work to macoombs with me
I got the hookup
My cousin known as a cooker
He always get to the mugga
I told him ill pullup
Give and go warren to booker
Went shoppin in Phoenix and picked up some sugar
Nose candy got em frostbit ears full of boogers
Flyin down to freeway Dirty scared they gone pull up
Swear this life we livin
Errthang come with it
Money cars and the bitches
Errthang come with it
Fake niggas doin fake shit
Man it always come with it
Man it always come with it
Erry thang come with it
Swear this life we livin
Erry thang come with it
Money cars and the bitches
Errthang come with it
Fake niggas doin fake shit
Man it always come with it
Man it always come with it
Erry thang come with it
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5. |
Brick On My Neck
02:55
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The Coke price high i got a brick on my necklace
I switch cuz im restless
My drip ambidextrous
I mix it so effortless
Im high well rested
But this basio hitting like it’s pacquiao
All my projects like a basquiat
Really fuckin cool its the mafia
South of France mashed potatoes with the capers salmon and tilapia
Draw down on you try to mock you up
Ski mask way broad day 9 and a 40 wakin papi up
The spot was clickin desperation couldnt stop the mission
Don't be a victim for half a chicken
Aint worth life
My lil man on them papers but he still lurk nights
High as fuck but he active thats that perc flight
Schemin ask around for the good earth price
Dont get yo ass stuck bein the thrist type
Finessers off the mannequin dressers
What you handle for extras
Switch the mode up like im manic depressive
Buildings had the cameras connected
We paid the crevices scramble detectives
Animal methods no amateur sessions
You must be thinkin apollo
Million dollars worth of game
He gillie and Wallo your jewelry is hollow
The Coke price high i got a brick on my necklace
I switch cuz i'm restless
My drip ambidextrous
I mix it so effortless
Get off mine let my coat tail bloom
Packs comin in for the wholesale soon
Ima make it back if it all fail cool
Cuz this tycoon weekend in my hotel room
Off this pound cake ima propel to the moon
Not for sale i posted bail back in june
I won't fail cuz im prominent
Tried to milk a nigga but im lactose intolerant
Delayed reaction you think i was lacking common sense
But im lonnie rashad i wrote my way outta a lot of things I
Check accounts for progress
Make sure the books is honest
My wifes a goddess angel hands she gives the best massages
Safe deposits to put the kids through college
And Im livin by it
Few more albums just to simplify it
Watch how my masters give my kids they masters
Live in the future a you hustlin backwards
got a brick on my necklace
I switch cuz im restless
My drip ambidextrous
I mix it so effortless
Let it sit
The Coke price high i got a brick on my necklace
I switch cuz i'm restless
My drip ambidextrous
I mix it so effortless
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6. |
Rules feat. Tish Hyman
02:55
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She said Baby
What are the rules
I said the only rule
Is there are no rules
Baby
Baby
Dont be confused
Just keep it cool
Just keep it cool
You fuckin with the full on plug
Full of love
Said all she need is me she good on drugs
You know the bull pull on bud
Try to pull a wool on us
Like we aint smart enough to know whats up
You know hustlers cop to get paid
Rock thru the day
My cologne 500 like 5 bucks a spray
Im high tucked the j
My vibe fucked today
My fly hustlin ways
I cant adjust the Vapor
Not ever if ever my game switch
Curse the brush i used to paint this
I cant quit truth be told Shit i aint even ink this
Them spirits got me linked in
She said Baby
What are the rules
I said the only rule
Is there are no rules
Baby
Baby
Dont be confused
Just keep it cool
Just keep it cool
I hit the girl with the light flex
She called me up for some night sex
I brought her her ___ nice breasts
Now that bitch lookin priceless
Roll up a back then relax
Bienge shopper i blow a bag in saks
I knew a shawty linin niggas for packs
I had to tell her i aint talkin ya body ill get you snatched
Like not burnice Burgos snatch like
Im talkin taken like liam wont get you back like
That shit hurt like a rat bite
Actin like i aint one of the illest niggas and i rap tight
High as fuck like im attached to a satellite
G 5 to the bay thats a fast flight
Underground lord of the rap sites
Walking thru the tunnel with a flashlight
She said Baby
What are the rules
I said the only rule
Is there are no rules
Baby Baby
Dont be confused
Just keep it cool
Just keep it cool
I hit the girl with the light flex
She called me up for some night sex
I brought her here ___ nice breasts
Now that bitch lookin priceless
She said Baby
What are the rules
I said the only rule
Is there are no rules
Baby
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7. |
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Lets begin
Lyrical exercise without a pen
Iceberg fit im fittest to win a photoghers achilles the illest to live in your lens
Sixteens filled em with gems
Big heart give a limb to my friends
Give a life to my kids
Look at my daughter's eyes twice ima live for her i just melt like ice in the fridge
In this triflin biz ima protect mines make sure the rifle is hid
In case you roll a dice in this bitch
it's my house
Rap niggas bitches really dont make me go ike in the crib
My life full of highlights you would lie to relive
96 crystal
No cups me and homie pass the bottle back and forth like kiss styles
Retro new yorker attitude chris childs
And kobe at the garden
7 series play just flipped me a foreign
Broke business boy you talkin for it
Big wire transfer it hit in the morning
[96 crystal
retro new yorker added two chris childs
Penthouse vibes with my rich pals
Switch crowds] 2x
I bought a filippe just to patek it we livin reckless powder all over the table bitches is baggin up naked
thats ya strip why you neglect it
Glock id rather tech it
Mortal kombat but i still got the same attitude as tekken
Blood clot
Me and my youth
Jamamican food on top the dresser
Military rifles 80 shots in it designer weapons
Gloves on so ain't no fresh prince
i am legend
You confusing all your folks with ya views you kanye westin
Retro new yorker my attitude bernard king
Might spend the night in flatbush wit my yard ting
Im dirty but my car clean
DZA dis shit give me wu vibes you know chef rza u god ghostface killa liquid swords gza
Phone tapped plays don't pick up
Peanut butter guts exterior as white as the coke you sellin they on to us
Syringes left me spooked i never liked needles
Favorite movie poltergeist i like evil
I hope they make the right sequel
Life style wild the way we livin might make ya wife leave you
Ya number cheap but here take my number i might need you
Im sick im addicted to dead white people
Watch ya body nobody playin fair don't let life cheat you
[96 crystal
retro new yorker added two chris childs
Penthouse vibes with my rich pals
Switch crowds] 2x
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Most consistent
______________________
Better fits
And my interview pop
Holla
Back to japan
Get ……… on the phone
We get money n*gga
Fuck where you rate me im on
First off i'd like to thank me I'm stoned
Janky they clones
Cmon im iced cold bitch
Frankie carbone
Rallying up the troops
Homie was wallin of the juice
I had to kick him in his ass
I had 2,000 dollar boots
Don't be a victim on the ave
Your older homie was the proof
Im from an era buddle up n*ggas
Would rob you for your goose
Hol’ up you was never a star
You carried kittles n*gga
You from a linegae of little niggas
You in the middle
Sorta like second fiddle
Trying to belittle n*ggas
You ever questioned haow you livivng nigga
Game changer underdogs taking the lead
Boss n*gga but my purpose bigger than me
Pick of the litter
Pick up the tree for a fee
Hit the bakery and holla at chee
God speed
I look like a boss
I feel like a boss
I smell like a boss
I taste like a boss
I pop shit bottles and tags
I promise you that
Whip the color with detergent
On the top is a rag
Headquarters is the block on the ave
My little homie like the hot shit and brags
He puts in work like time in a half
Napkin tucked in my shirt
As i fine dine
Japanese
……………………….
I got a strip I put DO in his prime time
He was screaming gang gang
5th was screaming gang gang
And a pair 680’s 40 real hyper
Gortex I fuck with money niggas
We all fresh
We all got it out the ……..
My little man scams with the cardis like offset
We had the …. So we did it for the culture
Said he want to ball in miami like he supposed to
Guess that makes me __________
Pretty bitch that swallowing she in the rover
As long as I promise together toes do
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9. |
Get You Sum feat. Buddy
02:38
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Yea get you some
Yea Cant wait till i get me some
Go on head get you some
Just watch when i get me some
Go on head get you some yea
Get you some
Just Cant wait till i get me some
Go on head get you some
Get you some
these niggas cant match my flow
My dro
Hell no
Live fast while weed burn slow
East skeret stay with merlow
You know
Home for a while then back on road
Im gone
Come back then claim my throne
You mad
You broke
Im on
We smoke
We toast
West coast
We brag
We boast
Then travel off across the globe
Turn that shit loud as it goes
Been countin pounds and euros
I cant be playin with these hoes
They bad
I know
Go on head get you some
Yea
man
Just watch when i get me some
Go on head get you some
yea
Get you some
Just Cant wait till i get me some
Go on head get you some
Yea
Man
Just cant wait till i get me some
Go on head get you some
Yea
Get you some
Just cant wait till i get me some
These niggas cant match my drive my high
I dont know how he stay fly
My god my vibe
More of a shrimp than a lobster guy
I may go check my mobster ties
No jive
Both sides
Sold pies
No lies
Stuff work in a oversized
This point im way past over high
Big dog cant override
Make sure my photo right
This cool shit im the prototype
This swagger dont come overnight
Glad i found my growth
And in the event you tryna find some sauce
You already know you better
Go on head get you some
Yea
man
Just watch when i get me some
Go on head get you some
yea
Get you some
Just Cant wait till i get me some
Go on head get you some
Yea
Man
Just watch when i get me some
Go on head get you some
Yea
Get you some
Just cant wait till i get me some
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10. |
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DZA, uh
[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
Constantly paid dues like [?]
Whole 'nother story, now we on page two
Trial and error, happy that phase flew
Mama be cancelin' shit off the stage too
Thank God for sellin' 'em life angels
I just prayed for good health and bang tool
All 'em plays, home safe, trust and thankful
All 'em days tryna figure out my angle
[Chorus: Wale, Smoke DZA & Phil Ade]
Dollars on my mind (That's right)
Shawty, wait for me (Uh)
I'm just tryna get the bottle, shawty wait for me
I'm just tryna get the water, shawty wait for me
Dollars on my mind
Shawty, wait for me
I'm just tryna get the bottle, shawty wait for me (Uh)
I'm just tryna get the water, shawty wait for me
Dollars on my mind
Trappin' heavy, livin' good (Uh), take my mama out the hood (Uh)
Just be patient if you could
I got the dollars on my mind
Trappin' heavy, livin' good (Uh), take my mama out the hood (Uh)
Just be patient if you could
I got the dollars on my mind
[Verse 2: Smoke DZA]
I probably failed your assessment, pardon my check in (Uh)
But I been gettin' to the money for a second
Had to double back, still as planned
I'm off the techin'
To perfection, nothin' less than
Strong urbs, long furs, no cap (Uh)
I know he's tryna reach me, I promise I'd call back
I been back and forth all of the globe, that's off rap (Off rap)
All facts (All facts) and all caps
I love you with ya wake up face before the makeup face
Them drunk nights when you wake up late
Binge watch and secure, just to lay [?]
It's a us thing, trust thing, never was me (Uh)
If I ever sold you 'gain, then we never would be (Uh)
Put my best foot forward for the better of we
Forever be together but forever it will be
[Chorus: Wale, Smoke DZA & Phil Ade]
Dollars on my mind (Uh, right)
Shawty, wait for me
I'm just tryna get the bottle (Right), shawty wait for me
I'm just tryna get the water, shawty wait for me (Right)
Dollars on my mind
(Uh) Shawty, wait for me
I'm just tryna get the bottle, shawty wait for me (Really)
I'm just tryna get the water, shawty wait for me
Dollars on my mind
Trappin' heavy, livin' good (Right), take my mama out the hood (Right)
Just be patient if you could (Right)
I got the dollars on my mind
-Heavy, livin' good (Uh), take my mama out the hood (Uh)
Just be patient if you could (Uh)
I got the (Uh) dollars on my mind
[Verse 3: Smoke DZA]
Really, I hate to be so self centered about coin
But me gettin' euros overseas ain't foreign
Just booked a vacation, [?]
Flyin' domestic is while boring
Frequent flyin', we cloud tourin'
We out growin' Miami (Ooh)
Somewhere in the Maldives or in [?]
If you want money, you understand me (No)
You hear me? Big nigga, five star cuisine, no end [?] (Wow)
[?] if they be actually unbossin' my shit (Ah)
They can't [?] me the academy, I [?] the boy, road cramps
The average player hater can't stand me
The limes super lemon, I rode [?], uh
I ain't rockin' with nobody 'less it's family
It's a us thing, trust thing, never was me (Right)
If I ever sold you 'gain, then we never would be (Right)
Put my best foot forward for the better of we
Forever be together but forever it will be
[Chorus: Wale, Smoke DZA & Phil Ade]
Dollars on my mind (Right)
Shawty, wait for me
I'm just tryna get the bottle, shawty wait for me (Right)
I'm just tryna get the water, shawty wait for me
Dollars on my mind
(Uh huh) Shawty, wait for me
I'm just tryna get the bottle (Uh huh), shawty wait for me
I'm just tryna get the water, shawty wait for me
Dollars on my mind
Trappin' heavy, livin' good (Uh huh), (Uh) take my mama out the hood
Just be patient if you could (Uh)
I got them dollars on my mind
-Heavy, livin' good, take my mama out the hood
Just be patient if you could
I got the dollars on my mind
[Outro: Wale]
Yeah I got
Yeah, baby, I got you, shawty
Fuck with me though!
Folorin!
[?] tissue
I get my math, [?] the intro
Fuck what you know, fuck what you been through
Chase brown skin bitches that chase green!
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