1. |
I Hate It Here
03:25
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Focus on myself can’t turn nobodies to believers
I’ve been going harder than an onomatopoeia
2020 Vision doesn’t mean I wanna see ya
Walk into the room, and act like you ain’t even see us
We stay shining like we diamonds in the rough
Never gave a fuck Sittin pretty in my navigator truck
It cost nothing if you show a little love
Don’t act like you above me,
We can keep each other company
So what’s up I know eh
It’s getting crowded, crowded
What we go do about it.
Grab your coat don’t leave without it
Tell your girlfriends that we bouncing
Don’t make no big announcement
It’s none of they business can I get witness
They’ll turn the lights down low. In this papertown
We are flammable I hate it here
Let go somewhere that we can get away
I know the perfect hiding place.
Sorting through my trauma is my kink.
I can barely sleep through the whisper’s in my dream.
Shorty wanna link Wanna lay it all on me
I can’t think is there where I wanna be?
Take me back to no more broken homes
No more borders
No more praying
You ain’t even know
I’ve been Gohan super sayian
Message in these bottles
Always causing problems
We both could do without em,
I have a way to solve em
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2. |
We Were In Love
02:27
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I get too reckless off the Henny
Every time I’m tipsy
Shorty say she miss me
I’m not thinking clearly
never meant no ill intentions
That landing strip to your island was guidance
Those lates nights when you were wildin
Gift of the Gab then dive in
Damn shorty would ride for me
What happened?
Timing is fickle
Got hit with distraction
Focused on music instead of our magic
Broken promises you wouldn’t have it
We established
Catching flights instead of catching feelings
Ce Le vi no longer cuffing season
Ce Le vi no longer cuffing season
We were so in Love
Aren’t you sick of swiping right?
Left on read with no goodbyes
Men who cannot sympathize
Am I being impolite,
I heard if the price is right
You’ll carry the conversation,
I drew conclusion,
From some assumptions
The gall the gumption
Light skin nigga always up to something
God Damn
I gave you all that I am
All that’s left is this song
You don’t check on my mental
Treat my heart like a rental
Take it back to the basement
Movie nights can’t have no replacements
So these nights I spend chason
What was lost from temptation
Its the cost of creation
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3. |
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Fill it Up
I wanna dance all night
Shots on Shots on Sight
Fill it up Fill it up Fill it Up ×2
You know what i like it…
Cause you just my type
Fill it up Fill it up Fill it Up ×2
Verse 1
She fell in love with the metronome…
He say he ready, you already know,
There’s know need for introduction,
Digital get it’s it bumpin, like acne.
No lackin.
Switch ya lanes if you try to pass me,
Used to be a lick, now I’m making hits,
Born in 94’, Now I’m here to make ya shake ya hips.
Let me see ya body rock,
bottle service can be expensive so we pregame before the party
There’s no time for pretentious
But I’ll make time for you bae,
Let go back to the crib,
Take shots of the hen,
Who cares what they say.
Bombay mixed wit lemonade
Ya’ll know the Gin got me feeling real honest,
I promised to be more modest.
But it’s hard when you stay payin,I make profit ya’ll should stop it. Wooo
He fell in love with the metronome…
She say she ready, you already know,
I never needed an outro.
Out Singing these altos
Digital making hits so i’ll quit my job tomorrow
I do what I like yea
I’m your favorite spice,
got my girls around me.
I don’t need advice,
I don’t need man, but I gotta man.
But these broke boys around me do not understand…
boys love to buy me bottles
My favorite Pink Moscato
Keep my pinky up.
Keep it classy, I don’t model
I just break some hearts,
Do some plays. Make my art.
Don’t mind me play your part
Don’t mind me play your part
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4. |
Lara Jean
03:07
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Write me letters when your lonely
You could be my one and only
Won’t you tell me how you feel
We could fake it till it’s real
My Laura Jean
I wonder how we came to be.
I was focused on my bands 98 degrees
I’m 5’10 you never catch me shooting 3’s
I mean,
The rebound always leads to the lay up.
One kiss to make her jealous turned to nights that I’d stay up.
Got me on my toes, ballet.
hand in your pocket my favorite foreplay.
I post you on the gram not afraid to display.
Our love. So don’t listen to the gossip.
me talking to my ex is outta pocket
You’ve been running thru my mind, no faucet.
You’re everything, anything that I wanted
I’ll try to provide, if you stick by my side.
You make a man feel alive.
You stole my heart to start
time to pay for the crime
I devise divine before you’re hit with a fine
The cost is kiss, the sweetest surprise.
I used to be confused by the idea of doing too much.
When I really start to think I wasn’t doing enough.
Not a fan of my baggage,went and bought some new luggage.
Got tired of complaining, can’t believe that I was frontin.
It was bussin makin out in the hot tub
Down the hallways, you would show me love.
Tunnel vision one and only cannot see no competition.
Sick when I’m without you.
My cure my prescription
I committed ya imperfections are blessing
I’m overstepping,
when I start to ramble you offer a new perspective
Repeat when I don’t hear the message,
Ten toes to the ground, you stayed down when I was lost and second guessin
You are my new direction, my focus so mystique
Money making moves, nothing new no antique.
Yet when we are apart my emotions are so bleak.
Can’t sleep. You’re all that I need
Its just that lately things been complicated
I’ve been so devastated
Hero complex through on a cape and save em
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5. |
Famous(feat Gary Fowler)
04:12
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selling out hoping somebody be checking for me.
Are you checking for me
I’ve forsaken the art
Thanks for checking for me
Had to go save myself before helping homies
Got this shit on my wrist that’s my stepping stone.
simple reminder when I’m alone
No looking back in my schedule,
Did what I had to do just to be credible
Pass the medical
The melodies I’ve been creating
Inspired by my brother basement
principal patron
face it,
can’t get rich from just waiting,
fame is
power with passion my dreams on retainer
art ain’t everlasting, they want entertainers
what will you give to transform to the greatest
transcend to the G O D GOD LEVEL A LIST
I wanna be rich
wanna be famous
wanna be royal
wanna be a-list
need to be top dog
aim to be ageless
I wanna be rich
I wanna be famous
Gary:
But be careful with what you wish for
there’s secrets behind closed doors
it’s not about the music anymore
second verse
spend money to make money
but these nigga’s try to
take from me, it ain’t funny
they’re music is fake money.
selling nothing but garbage
industry so corrupt am I the one who can stop it?
now your boys in the cockpit
flow too cosmic
I’ll do it my way, like Sinatra Logic
too many toxins with tonics
the topic should be if they’ve
ever read sonnets
but sonically
my flow is hypnotic, iconic
I’m wishing to tell all these rappers they suck but I’ve found that its best to be silent.
Focus on me
Ride for and die for my team,
Understand they all agree,
this is the year of the dapper gents
we are what’s happening,
so heard you wannabe’s wanna be famous
but what would you give to become entertainers
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Chason Chicago, Illinois
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