1. |
Intro (ULT)
02:03
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[Intro]
Oh my god, yeah
Yeah, uh
Yeah, uh
I could say that a billion times and it'd still sound cool
Yeah, uh, uh
[Verse 1]
Take one, I don't think I could do a day with it
Away once, I think I'd prolly go insane with it
Taken away from me, I couldn't play with it
What the fuck I talking 'bout? Spitting, going cray with it
Going to college, I'm sorry to Ye
I'm white, I could never be your protege
Dreaming is what tends to get me away
So I'll put on a beat and I'll kill it today
I think that I can go hard now, I can deliver the bars now
I can't afford all the cars now but I can talk like I'mma go and rock out
I don't know what I'mma do but I'm stunting on people and that includes you
Getting your baby, I'm calling her maybe and shoutout to Carly Rae, I fuck with you
You lot don't know what I'm mad for, I'm repping the people I stand for
I don't know who they 'gon be, who am I gonna get racks for?
Should I do it for my family? Should I do it to get mad P?
Should I...I dunno, should I do it for the money?
[Verse 2]
Money, power, all these beats, oh, I devour
I've been aiming for the stature, getting plays ain't what I'm after
I could go and kill everybody that I'm after
Don't need the women, you don't need the laughter
You need the brick, you still wanting the Fanta
Call up Desiigner, he's done with the Panda
Ah, I'mma still pull up on everything, everyone, everywhere, b
I know that the kid ain't been traveling far, he ain't reaching his peak
27/8/16, yeah, then I'll release
The thing I'm dropping for summer, y'all hungry? Cause I'm gonna feed
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2. |
Calm Down
03:04
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[Verse 1]
Alright, I don't spend a grand like everyday, I'm never making lots
All I know is that I'm heading top and I ain't gonna drop
Get a bitch, she take her top off then she go and get on top
And shoutout DJ Khaled cause I'm gonna need another one
Boom on the track, give a minute to the lad
I'mma kill the game, go harder than you motherfuckers have
I ain't rich and I ain't gang but I know how to fucking trap
And I'mma drop this fucking tape and have you asking for collabs, nah
Boy, sit down, send condolences to who you have
Call 'em fam or call 'em man, just tell 'em you ain't calling back
Then you'll leave, no coming back, I killed you, boy, no heart attack
I'm really fucking glad that I won't have to deal with all of that, ah
Take a minute, been a second, have a couple more (what?)
Still ain't winning, make a killing, try another score (what?)
You ain't thinking, you just wincing, you a fucking boy
You looking at the kid, I might as well just change my name to 'lord.'
Killing everybody on the beat, no lack of confidence
Hearing what they saying when they tweet, a new accomplishment
I'm just taking time with all my work, there ain't no stoppin' it
Wait until it's ready and you have it, gonna pop, it's lit, woo
[Pre-Hook]
And they telling me to calm down, what?
I don't think that I can calm now yet
Please stop telling me to calm down or
I will break your fucking face, oh, I ain't kidding, I ain't playing
[Hook]
I won't calm down, I ain't gonna calm down, boy
I've been up too fucking late to try and calm down, boy
I've been working on this tape, I'll never calm down
Until it's done and it is ready, then I'll probably calm down, boy
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I think I'mma go and pump it up
I'mma take a little minute fore I bump it
I'mma deliver what you wanting, I ain't giving up
Until I'm in a grave, until these haters knowing what is up, what is up
I'll be honest, I weren't fucking with the Views
But if I had to fucking choose, I'd frankly give up all the views
You don't know what you'd fucking do, you bite off more than you can chew
I'm trying harder than you do, I'm always trying to improve
Yeah, I'll be killing it, you try and live in it
I'm focused on the passion, you be on the digits, bitch
You hope you making hits, I hope you make it big
All I know is that I'm going and I'm never missing it, I'm feeling this
I'm killing it, I better call up Sosa cause I'm drilling it
I'm living big, at least I think, I need a bitch to make me live
And feel like it, go to hell and back cause it'll make me think
That I'm a G-O-D, shoutout to Yeezus cause we thinking big
[Pre-Hook]
And they telling me to calm down, what?
I don't think that I can calm now yet
Please stop telling me to calm down or
I will break your fucking face, oh, I ain't kidding, I ain't playing
[Hook]
I won't calm down, I ain't gonna calm down, boy
I've been up too fucking late to try and calm down, boy
I've been working on this tape, I'll never calm down
Until it's done and it is ready, then I'll probably calm down, boy
[Outro]
Calm down, what?
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3. |
Mansion
03:36
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[Verse 1]
I don't want a fucking mansion, I just want the fucking action
Give it to me, Swayze, c'mon, Dirty Dancing
Give it to me like you practice, woah, got a chain above the mattress
End it with a backflip
Remember, man, I want the action
Cause I'm blasting, rapping, taking all these bastards
Wrap 'em up inside of that dirty blanket, woosh
Then I bury 'em, ain't an open casket
While you carry 'em, ain't a shopping basket
But you go to town and back like they're all you're banging
I don't give a fuck if you know what is really happ'nin
Damn, two more shots, c'mon, that is all I'm having
Yeah, then I reload
You have 'em back to back to back, oh, I see you freeload
The maximum you can, man, I'd call it evil
But after all the facts, might as well be free, bro
And you calling it, but this ain't a free-throw
Hop up on the internet, I'll block before delete, oh
See you coming everyday, you rocking with the c., bro
I don't care, you talking shit, just do not fuck with me, bro
Yeah, so I switch it up
I hear the shit everyday, you're like sitting ducks
I'm having fun, you getting paid but you big enough
I wanna love what I do, so I'm being tough, yeah
But it ain't enough, no
[Hook]
Yeah, I'm recycling flows cause I'm eco-friendly
And a shoutout to Frank because now I'm on beat
I don't live in a mansion but I'm on my feet
I take care of myself cause I don't want cold feet
And I'm wanting more people who all wanting me
Don't live in a mansion but oh, I can dream, yeah
I'm recycling flows cause I'm eco-friendly
And a shoutout to Frank because now I'm on beat
I don't live in a mansion but I'm on my feet
I take care of myself cause I don't want cold feet
And I'm wanting more people who all wanting me
Don't live in a mansion but oh, I can dream, yeah
I don't live in a mansion but oh, I can dream, yeah
[Verse 2]
It ain't up for debate, bet your girl'll fellate
I never leave a mistake, you know I'm leaving it great
The stuff you making so grey, I dunno what I should say
I keep it going just a bit and repeat it all day, woo
I don't know what but I hope you ain't playing
Get your girl and she praying, 'bout to go super saiyan
I've been hearing what you doing, why you acting so faded?
Now, I wanna take a minute to inform that you ain't shit
Nah, you ain't shit, come and try replace this
Hopping on that lame shit, acting like you're famous
Man, I'm fucking aching but ya girl is getting naked
Pulling down the skirt while I skrrt, yes, I'll say this, uh
Yeah, I don't know if I'll go hard in this bitch
Cause I'm shaking the mansion, it's flying a bit
And the roof gonna fall so I'll move 'fore it hits
Yeah, I'll repeat
That I'm going so crazy, I'm feeling complete
And I want to achieve all the goals that I need
So I live in a mansion but fuck, it's a dream
Then I wake up and I do one take
Then I go and write another that I do, like, hate
So I scrap it and I panic then I move my date
Bang bang, pour shot, now it's ooh, too late
And I rap in this flow when I'm going insane
And you passing the hoes like a drink on a plane
Then you stand on my toes to confirm this your place
Then I blast off, I go to infinity, ayy
But it ain't enough, no
[Hook]
Yeah, I'm recycling flows cause I'm eco-friendly
And a shoutout to Frank because now I'm on beat
I don't live in a mansion but I'm on my feet
I take care of myself cause I don't want cold feet
And I'm wanting more people who all wanting me
Don't live in a mansion but oh, I can dream, yeah
I'm recycling flows cause I'm eco-friendly
And a shoutout to Frank because now I'm on beat
I don't live in a mansion but I'm on my feet
I take care of myself cause I don't want cold feet
And I'm wanting more people who all wanting me
Don't live in a mansion but oh, I can dream, yeah
I don't live in a mansion but oh, I can dream, yeah
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4. |
restinpeace
02:08
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I could say rest in peace if I want enemies
Don't ever play with me, hear what you say to me
Acting so funny, it's never the same to me
Going so crazy, I feel like a what
Part of me wants to give in and keep trapping
another part wants to break out and start rapping
the final part wants to give up, no cut, action
I dunno what i'mma do, need me some helpers
if i go hard everyday in the club
and get so bitches on their knees, getting ready to fuck
and get the killers in the scene to go and spread all the love
i might just make it as the c. and go and get all the luck
if i could go a little harder killing everybody mama
fucking her and both her daughters i could go and scream fuck
but i know i aint wanna i just wanna be a father
to the game but i know that shit is gonna be tough
i aint in the city i know i don't look that pretty
kill the track it sounding gritty i be hotter than a bitty
in the club she fuckin with me looking horny showin titty
coming trying living with me but i'm done with all that shit yeah
take a breath then she never getting with it
wanna fuck growin livid imma give her all my children
imma end it, all this spitting, bury me cause i aint kidding
imma boss imma god im on top, i aint kidding, imma beast
i aint been kidding
im working on shit you be wanting im giving
i drop it for free cause i love all my children
whos fucking with me,
i dont leave it hidden
im working on shit you be wanting ill give it
i drop it for free cause i love all my children
they restin in peace
they restin in peace
they restin in restin in restin in restin in restin in peace
they restin in peace
they resting in peace
they restin in restin in restin in restin in restin in peace
yeah
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5. |
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[Verse]
One take, uh
Bending the game
Changing the rules and the way that it's played
Looking at people who looking away
From the damage the villain, the killer has made
Nothing's the same, ordering planes
To take me away to the crazier place
Where I have the fame, a couple'a dames and
A couple a people who screaming my name
They screaming my name
Cause the kid's home and he knows it
Can you not hear it when I try and flow this
Sounding so hungry, I'm picking at bones
It's funny, it's lowkey, that pussy, I own it
Yeah, making the kitty meow
Never a fantasy, without a doubt
It it reality, come and find out
If you bitchy, then you probably know me like ow
Guess I've been working my way to the throne
Couple of people that I've overthrown
Shinin' so hard, you must think I'm Lil Boat
But I don't need a night, I just need me a mo'
Pause
Yeah then I go hard
Check out my beautiful digital card
You have been looking at digital cars
And I'm making the visual, hidden a while
Yeah, you think I need me a broad
Honestly, rather just head off abroad
Meet all my friends and I'll fuck couple girls
American women who make me their world
Make me their world, I can tell cause they show it
Going downtown, show me how you can throat it
Getting too crazy, I think that they know it
Give me a second, I need to reload, bitch
Pause...
So I think up of bars I can show
Couple of hundred I got on the go
Writing 'em down, I can work on my phone
Work on computer, I'm working at home
And I'm working on music, I'm working on loads
I'm perfecting and choosing what stays and what goes
And I'm hoping you knowing, I'm working alone
Yeah, I'm number one and I'm killing it
Calling me Keef cause I guess that I'm drilling it
Never defeat me, I know that I'm winning it
Pass me a beat and I'll go and I'll spit on
Yes, now that I'm getting a feel for it
Notice the kid when he going and spilling his guts on the beat
And he laying it straight, he preparing a feast, hope you ready to eat
Chillin' with sharks and you know we go thru this
We killing people, we call up the shooters
Give me a minute 'fore I'm gonna lose this
Temper I have, oh, you know this the truth
We're chillin' with sharks and you know we go thru this
We killing people, we call up the shooters
Give you a minute 'fore I'm gonna lose this
Temper I have, oh, you know this the truth, bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know this the truth, bitch
Ending it now cause the fire is fuming
Ending it now cause the booth is in ruins
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know this the truth, bitch
Ending it now cause the fire is fuming
Ending it now cause the booth is in ruins
c.
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6. |
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[Verse 1]
Ease up
I don't know what I'ma feelin', I dunno what I'm gonna say
Should I really go hard, should I make this my bae
And deliver the thing like I'm gonna get paid?
Should I reload my rhythm and talk out my ass
Well, I'm needing the pay and I'm needing it fast
Needing the pay and I'm needing it fast
And you hear a couple lyrics that make you feel gassed
Woo, you talking the gibberish, I'm 'gonna hit 'em with
What they been wanting, I know they be feelin' it
No, I'm delivering, kidney, I live in it
Reppin' the people that loving the kid
And they hop on his dick and they pray
"Lord forgive me cause I sin everyday
I dunno how I could ever repay the way the lord I love, been unfaithful, sorry"
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Man, I could go hard, wanna kill a couple bars
Wanna drive a couple cars, wanna get a couple hearts and you say
Boy, stick to making all the trap, only time when you can rap
Only tracks that we love, bang bang bang
Well if I go bang up your face like the beat
When it shaking the ground, oh, we call this a feat
And you talking the talk and you fucking with me
You won't land on your feet, you'll be under the street
If you kill the game, well, c'mon and prove it
I don't need the fucking fame cause oh I can choose it
Yeah, dishing out the pain, she cum hard, she through it
I don't give a fucking shit, you want mine? You losing
Back to the racks and the diamond plaques
Cause she dying, man when she reacts to the facts
Like a lion, man, I could kill you in attack
And you lying man but you still want all the claps
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7. |
Up In The Air
02:43
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[Verse 1]
I'm throwing it up in the air and I'm killing it but I know I ain't a player
And I'm drillin' it, lethal but I ain't gon' stare I'm just counting it, throwing it up in the air
And I dunno if I'mma go get a bad bitch who be painting her nails, she wanna be rich
And she ride on this dick and she swallow, no spit, I guess that is the woman that I need to live
Ah, taking a breath, I'mma remain the best, I'mma message ya girl and get pics of her breasts
I don't need to impress, you just need to know less and start throwing it up in the- yes!
I'mma just kill it and give it my best and I know that you kick it and have some regrets
So let's get to the topic, let's get to the test, you would slow it right down but I'll pick it up
I'mma give you a minute, no hurry, no kidding, I want you to tell me what you have been feelin' like whaa
Slow down and go and repeat that like whaa
I don't think that I can do that like naah
Girl is a freak, I'mma run to my car
Naked, she chasing me just in a bra
I'mma just end it cause I dunno what
I am doing to please her, man, I'm at a loss
[Bridge]
Throwing in up in the air
I'm not a killer but I'm almost there
I'm killin' the beat when I'm hearing the snare
I'mma get all the money to throw in the air
Yeah, I'm throwing in up in the air
I'm not a killer but I'm almost there
I'm killin' the beat when I'm hearing the snare
I'mma get all the money to throw in the air
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8. |
Otis
02:23
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[Verse]
Yeah, wake up, I got a dream and I got a new bitch
Bae loves me when I'm spitting raw, no autotune shit
Damn, ain't been using autotune since I was human
Maybe just a couple times but fuck it, I'm improving
Got that new flow, working for a new whip
I don't even got one yet but I know that they move quick
When I get one, I'mma skrrt, finally get to do this
Love the braggadocious rap, I love being the new kid
On the block, never stop, I don't make friends
I been through too many people, fucking hate the fake friends
Give it just a couple years, I'm gonna have them late friends
Ones that always fucked with me, the ones that never hate friends
Woo, see the light, never make white
I don't fuck with drugs or fuck with women like a fake dyke
All they do is break your heart and make you wanna hate life
Get a stake and drive it through her heart, she live a fake life
Damn, I don't mean no disrespect to y'all
I'm so fucking tall, the NBA are calling me to ball
You don't get no bitches wet but me, it's like a waterfall
I'm done with all these struggle bars, you know that shit ain't me at all
Yeah, I just flow hard and go hard
Shoutout Komato$e and Bradley Layne, we working so hard
I ain't saying it just yet but we gonna unload on
Everybody talking shit who never works alone, what?
You need the people 'round you or you going home
Get a feature, get a singer, get a future, get a bone
Get a preacher to relieve you, what, no wonder you're alone
Man been biting all those flows and I don't understand it, nooooo
We near the end, better hold on
I know that your woman's mine, you got nothing to hold on
Damn, I think this beat just needs to stop, I need to hold off
And call the fire squad because my bars, they fucking so hot
Yeah
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9. |
falling with me
01:44
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[Verse]
Yeah, uh
Yeah, fucking with me, gonna peep, all of the stuff I release, yeah
Dropping a tape then another next week, man, it's so easy to see, yeah
Wanna be partnered with me, make all the stuff that you dream, yeah
I don't know what you can see, I don't know what you can see, what you can see
Sipping that tea, stereotyping is funny to me, won't you agree, yeah?
Do a Frank Ocean and shoutout dead rappers like me, shoutout to STEEZ, yeah
It's funny that people could look up to me when I'm acting kid c., yeah
Maybe I'm kinda friendly, yeah, maybe too much, I could be less
Fucking with me cause you got no family, got no people to be with
It's sad but I understand, b
What do you see in a person like me, I'm asking so curiously, ooh
You wanting to flip it and mix it and kill it and drop it for free, copying me
And all the people who following me, I don't know what else to say, breathe, yeah
Take a minute, I'mma talk, yeah, leading the people on tour
Been here before, haven't I? Cannot recall, I can record
Making me look like a fool, I can kill it, no effort at all
You fucking with people who study in school, I don't know else to could say, I guess I'mma fall
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10. |
B.o.W.
00:59
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[Verse 1]
Spittin' ill, I'm going hard cause I ain't feeling well
Well, If I'm trying harder to deliver, I could kill it now
Maybe, baby, try replace me, feeling crazy in this crowd
The people near me still surround my only way of getting out from all the thoughts
Damn, nothing I care to report
I'll just keep it to myself cause that way, I ain't getting caught
Last time I let my feelings out, it almost landed me in court
Avoding you just like the plague is harder when you try and flant
Everything about you, baby, online, on your timeline
Imagine if you hung with me- stop thinking 'bout the old times
Passion isn't what I miss- stop bringing back the old lies
My conscience says that you're a bitch but baby, are you still mine?
(Are you still mine, baby, are you still mine?
Are you still mine, baby, are you still mine?)
I don't know what's happening, I'm maybe losing this mind
I'd love to spend some time with you, that's something that'd be kind
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11. |
Truth
01:21
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[Verse]
Five years from now, five years from now
I don't know if I'll make tunes
Lying here right now, lying here right now
Who do I trust, me or you?
Do I make off like I'm living the life
What do I choose?
Maybe if you could just give me your time
Maybe I'll learn to improve, damn
I could just make it
Keep telling me that I'm one of the greatest
Keep leading me to the place where I'm famous
Not talking 'bout Pearly Gates or about Vegas
Yeah, guess I'm alone
Sitting right here in my zone
Pick up the phone, betting you don't
I just need you, I don't get you, I won't
I want the life that I rap about
People are laughing at me when I try to develop my passion
My tracks, I can crap 'em out
I'm writing shit everyday and
I'm wanting to make it, develop my status now
Do I need money, do I need proof?
I don't have shit, I cannot end it right now, what about you?
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12. |
Outro (Tourist)
03:03
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[Verse]
Yaaah, uh
Pull up, raspy voice on the beat
The kid be the king and he feed
I'm hoping they wanting the beef
Cause I'm cooking it, call me Chef Caspar like please
I'm switching the flow up, you know it, what?
I'm counting the dough, I ain't got a lot
I'm bitching a lot but I'm showing love
To all the people who follow, you know I fucks with you
Leaving your standards to jump off the roof
Acting embarrassed, we found all the proof
That you've been- now I will censor the truth
Now... this ain't a diss, cause I know that you ain't following through
I can't imagine you care about shit that I'm saying cause I ain't been part of your crew
I cannot fuck with you anymore, what do I do?
The people been talking some shit, I'm ignoring it, what about you?
I wanna leave it all cause you know that is what I would just do
But you tried fucking with people I care about, that is the truth
Now, I don't get jealous a lot, I ain't been writing love letters a lot
I wanna quit for a minute a lot but I keep on just like spitting a lot
Couple'a people who know me a lot would just say that I'm going through phases a lot
Pray my imagination would just get me away from this shit like a lot, yeah
So I try changing it up, couple of remixes, sharing the love
Getting the people and I'm having some fun, mix it and master it then I am done
Do I push out all of my stuff that you're been wanting from me, wanting from me?
Do I release too much, should I just give it a week, give it a week?
Give you a feel of me, I think I should just keep giving you c., giving you c.
Cause if I drop it as Corey, I'm worried, the verdict would be, verdict would be? (yeah)
If I go hard every day in the club, I couldn't care, I want my ladies love
I wanna tell her that I am in love but that ain't sounding gangsta, it's far from a thug
Damn, I have regrets, I am not sharing 'em though
I build up personas, don't live in Bahamas but I could just say that I do
I wanna shout 'em out now (yeah) all of my crew
But if I did that, would you still fuck with me like I'm fucking with you? (Fuck it)
Shoutout to Bradley, shoutout to Sadie, B double F, you lot making me crazy
Shoutout to Matthew, shoutout to David, hope that we work in the future, I'm jaded
Shoutout to Bill, shoutout to Darreus, yeah, I fuck with you both, hoping you make it, uh
Hope you all make it, uh, hope you all make it, uh
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13. |
MAKE IT OUT (demo)
01:21
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I said all of them killers won't make it out
Cause I'm on top and there ain't no debating now
I'm not a flop and I'm growing impatient now
I wanna drop it but you gotta wait it out
Then you will play it out, I'm going crazy now
Shoutout Desiigner for lettin' me lay it out
Shoutout to Bradley for letting me layne it down
I'mma go kill myself cause you are waiting now
Pause, I'mma stay fluent and I'mma go hard
I'mma work on my baby, she ain't going far
'Til she be ready and then she go hard
A contained.kinda.crazy, it's waiting to drop
Breaking out bubbles, yeah, I'm gonna pop
Don't you worry, ain't changing, I'm gonna evolve
I'm feelin' this fire, it's burning so hot
I ain't never 'gon stop, I'm just making my mark
I don't know what you all want from me
Wanting the popular shit, oh, it bothers me
Wanting the cocky ass kid, well you gotta me
Now you just gotta deal with what I wanna be
Wanna scream on a track then I'm gonna do
I wanna spit on the trap so I'm gonna do
I wanna shoutout the fans, I stay loving you
But I'mma do what I want to, I'm sorry, boo
And if you new, then you gonna have heard of me
I'm the c. and I'm harder than surgery
I'm defeating the beat, ain't unheard of me
I'mma flip it and kill it, you gonna see
I'm coppin' the flow but I kill it alone
I don't need a damn feature, you kneel at the throne
But shoutout to PETA cause I killed the Panda
I'm not yet a Joyner but I hold my own
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14. |
Two Part Masterpiece
06:26
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[Part 1: OOOUUU]
[Verse]
Going hard, keep on bragging 'bout that new whip
I ain't stunting on you yet but we ain't through thissssss
Oh, then I got your lady, think she choose this new dick
Woo, the fire spreading, better clear that shit like OOOUUU, quick
Lot of people loving looking up to me
I ain't poppin' pills or poppin' people, man, that's never me
I've been droppin' disses on the dickheads disrespecting me
Then they coming, crying, crazy "Why you have to do that, c.?"
OOOUUU, I don't know, I done killed the people, told y'all
I just dropped that tape and now, I'm back, I cannot hold off
I've been owning this whole game, I swear that I cannot fall
People coming up to me, you've heard this shit, it's old, whaaaat?
I don't get it, fuck you talk at me?
Disrespect your people but you never manning up to c
Containing all your crazy, man, I think that I can kinda see
I'm killing the game and I'm going so hard
That you never should walk that walk with me
Woo, switch the flow up, cause you think you own us
Yeah, you think you get that bonus, when you really owe us
All the fans, they barely grown up then you ask 'em "Blow us"
Jesus Christ, damn, no wonder that you're such a loner
Then you come, you tryna peep everyone who below ya
But there's no-one there, I hope you never home alone, uh
Cause you probably try and end it but can't find the rope, uh
Now, I'll switch it up again, hope you ain't getting bored, uh
What are you going to do? You have been acting aloof (yeah, yeah)
You ain't been giving the news, you ain't been giving the truth (yeah, yeah)
People are looking to you, people are looking for proof (yeah, yeah)
I'ma keep calling you Keem, you ain't a star but I boo (Yeah, yeah)
WOO, but I'mma boo
Shoutout to people, I'm talkin' bout Boo
Sully, Wazowski, I'm talkin' bout you
Talkin' bout you, shoutout to Frank
Cause I been thinking he thinkin' bout you
Thinkin' bout you, you, you, you
Yeah, killing the game cause you been thinking that I'm going hard
Then you all look to me cause you look up to me
I dunno what I did, where did I start?
Where did I start? I dunno what
Lookin' so hungry, I think you 'gon starve
Think this is art, drink in a bar
Like an American, elevator
I dunno what, I don't know what
Should I keep doing this or should I stop?
Waiting for all of that shit that I drop
Check out my beautiful, new catalog
I got the tapes, I got the mates
I have 'em coming, they gonna be great
They have been bumping the shit that I made
I know they gonna be rating it A
Like all my grades, none under A
Shoutout to Ian because he is gay
Shoutout to Donald for 2016
You cannot think about what you can say
You are like "what?"
"Think I ain't saying a lot, I dunno what
Is gonna just get me to pop, I dunno what
I dunno what, I dunno what, I dunno what
I dunno what, I dunno what, I dunno what
I dunno what, I dunno what, I dunno what
I dunno what, I dunno what, I dunno what"
[Part 2: 1Night]
[Intro]
Yeah
I dunno what
Goddamn it
[Hook]
I know you want this for life
Taking pictures with all my ice
But I can't have no wife
I just want you for the night
I know you want this for life
Taking pictures with all my ice
But I can't have no wife
I just want you for the night
[Verse 1]
I stay stunting on people but they love me, yah
Stunnin' the people who fuck with me, yah
Keepin' it, I'mma stay true to me, yah
Who are you, do you look up to me, yah?
Should I start making this mumbling rap?
Gave it a one, I ain't taking that back
I don't know what I'ma do but
I'm staying to kill it, I hope you know that is a fact
I see you sobbing cause you have been barred
How did you do that? It shoulda been hard
Telling your bitch that you fucking her hard
Now you crying, you pouring out all of your heart
So stop, I don't know where you can go
Trying to copy this flow, I'ma say no
You will be under the floor, looking at you from above
Going insane, you could say I lost my brain
Shoutin' out ol' Lil Wayne
Sorry, the wait, nothing's the same
Shouting out couple'a years ago Drake
Since the girl left you and you went your separate ways
You saying nuttin' ain't the same, fuck
Nuttin's the same, fuck
Yeah, that shit was lame, yeah, yeah
But I keep going so hard, think that I set off alarms
All the people who be looking for me
Cause they fucking with me ain't no cause for alarm
I don't know why, why did I say that right now?
I ain't been trying to clown
I wanna get a couple people loving me
And when I do, I hope they are all down
To fuck with me, now they are saying like "Please"
I'm whiter than Lil Yachty
I do not need me a night, I don't need me a day
I don't need a bae, I just need me, I just need me
Sorry to everybody, I wanna kill it for me
I wanna do what I do and then you do it, do
And I won't say that you copying me, c
[Hook]
I know you want this for life
Taking pictures with all my ice
But I can't have no wife
I just want you for the night
I know you want this for life
Taking pictures with all my ice
But I can't have no wife
I just want you for the night
[Verse 2]
Oh, oh, I have been looking for you
Say you're killing the booth
Saying you're never replaceable
Never mistakeable, who the fuck even are you?
Who are you now? Spinnin' like merry-go round
Mary go down cause you out
Mary go out, meeting me and she like "Wow"
"How did you get to my town?"
This is the future when I-a will travel the world
Keeping it going, I will
Having a baby with people who calling me crazy
And I'll be like "That is my girl"
You can just not stay on topic for too long
Neither can I on this song
Cause I just killed it at one part
And all the rest, I'm just having a lil' bit of fun
I ain't got guns, I don't want one
Only to end it if I am alone
Why did I just go off and say that out loud?
Another one to add to belt
Now am I out?
Thinking I'm out
I don't know, mate
Am I...out?
I don't know
I don't know
I don't kno-oh-oh
I don't know
I don't know
I killed it, I'm out
Yaaa, yaaa
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15. |
Nineteen (freestyle)
02:17
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17. |
Black Mass (freeverse)
01:23
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18. |
SHOT
03:07
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[Hook]
Yeah, t-turn up on the beat, yes, I go hard (go hard)
Everybody look at me, take their phones out (phones out)
Talking bodies, enemies, yeah, they violate the peace
So I'm taking out my piece, I reload, ah (reload, ah)
One shot to the people who would test me (test me)
Two shots if they never represent me (sent me)
Three shots if you messing and you left me
Four to the people who regret they never met me
[Verse 1]
What the hell you doing, you ain't go hard
You ain't carry any instrumental, you ain't got bars
Honestly, it's very fundamental that you got bars
Maybe if you're very temperamental, you could go hard
But you won't hop on a beat, unless you following me
Unless you telling all the people that he's copying me
Unless you lying to the people, say I'm acting fucking evil
But you macking on a bitty who be fucking with that needle, what?
I don't know if I'ma pull up on you anymore
I don't know if I'ma make you answer to that fucking floor
I don't think I'm going mad, I ain't got shit to answer for
I'm just killing everybody, what you want the answers for?
I don't know what I'm doing, you be speaking, I be moving
I be doing all the shit you claiming that you really brewing
Got no hope, you the WOAT, everybody fucking booing
Everybody listening to me cause I be really booming, ooh
[Hook]
Turn up on the beat, yes, I go hard (go hard)
Everybody look at me, take their phones out (phones out)
Talking bodies, enemies, yeah, they violate the peace
So I'm taking out my piece, I reload, ah (reload, ah)
One shot to the people who would test me (test me)
Two shots if they never represent me (sent me)
Three shots if you messing and you left me
Four to the people who regret they never met me
[Verse 2]
I'm back on that real shit, you back on the grind
I pride myself on being British but I never do grime
I make a couple fucking tracks and do it for a good time
But you be taking it so deadass, say 'I'm never 'gon lie'
So you won't but nobody flocking to you
You wanna mix a lil Hopsin with that Joyner, you do
You wanna be a storyteller but go hard on the tunes
Well, I'm so sorry but I don't think that the game would need you
Shoutout the game, fuck the fame, Koma turns up on lean
No one to blame, no, there ain't, so you fucking with me
I ain't a saint, jump away, getting wings in my dreams
And everybody act the same, it's just how we gonna be
So you fucking everybody over, you ain't got a job
So you advertising soda cause you really wanna pop
So you getting everybody, saying that you gonna body
Play it like a fucking hobby but you never getting far, c.
[Hook]
Turn up on the beat, yes, I go hard (go hard)
Everybody look at me, take their phones out (phones out)
Talking bodies, enemies, yeah, they violate the peace
So I'm taking out my piece, I reload, ah (reload, ah)
One shot to the people who would test me (test me)
Two shots if they never represent me (sent me)
Three shots if you messing and you left me
Four to the people who regret they never met me
T-turn up on the beat, yes, I go hard (go hard)
Everybody look at me, take their phones out (phones out)
Talking bodies, enemies, yeah, they violate the peace
So I'm taking out my piece, I reload, ah (reload, ah)
One shot to the people who would test me (test me)
Two shots if they never represent me (sent me)
Three shots if you messing and you left me
Four to the people who regret they never met me
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
To the people never met me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Why you never represent me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All the people never met me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hope you never fucking test me
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19. |
TOO LATE (remix)
02:23
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[Verse 1]
I'm back, second take, hoping you patiently awake
What I'm working on today, I know it's getting kinda late
But it's great, hold on, mate, what you doing, saying "c.
I've been waiting for the crazy but it's looking like it's caged"
While you wait, I don't play, I've been working quietly
I don't blame you if you hungry but I ain't a take away
Gotta wait, gotta wait, gotta wait
Everybody looking at me like I quit and went away
Damn, I'm getting everybody talking 19
Drop it on my B-day, get a BJ and a wifey
Getting 'em to replay so they hearing all the fire, b
Get it, put it out like all the stuff I'm dropping, wow-e, AHH
Switching flows, gotta hop on a plane
Travel from the UK to tour that USA
Well, when I'm getting paid, you know I'll do it, ayy
But I ain't falling off, shouting out Donald's toupee, ayy
[Hook]
It's too late, too late, oh
You're two-faced, two-faced, oh
I hear you say the kid ain't the same, wha?
Are you fucking insane, boy?
Don't make me come up in your face, boy
What a motherfucking waste boy
Are you really tryna play with a killer on the throne
Killing all that's in his way, boy?
[Verse 2]
Back to back, I'm killing tracks, I'll make you glad
I'ma attack, "You killing everybody, man"
Shoutout to Matt, to Brad and everybody, man
When I drop that tape, everybody wanna shake my hand
Too bad, it's too late, I don't want you too
Looking at me, I'm an expert, you a fucking novice, boo
What am I to do if you come up and start that asking, you'll
Get up out my face before I make you wish you fucking moved
I'll start a fight club, Brad reputation
Getting everybody bumping 'Ye, that's my occupation
Getting everybody screaming "c.", that is what I'm saying
And I'll give it just a couple years, I'll try to get them haters, yeah
Maybe not, maybe get that golden ayy-claim
As you making golden claims, I've been wearing golden chain
I've been wearing what you making in a year, for me: a day
Getting lit, shoutout La Flame, watch the Birds, they fly away, ahh
[Hook]
It's too late, too late, oh
You're two-faced, two-faced, oh
I hear you say the kid ain't the same, wha?
Are you fucking insane, boy?
Don't make me come up in your face, boy
What a motherfucking waste boy
Are you really tryna play with a killer on the throne
Killing all that's in his way, boy?
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