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What's the love bout
Tried to clean up fuck it nigha I'm Thugged out
Trap house fixture
On the clock like a ticker
I'm just tryin to see a ticket
Bitches on my bumper gotta spend if we kick it
Marty mcfly on Molly good golly he futuristic
Body fulla dope my pockets feeling terrific
It was the love
The love, nigga what built me
Made me the killer I am, almost killed me
Played the game dirty they made me filthy
Feeling paranoid when I'm walkin up in my building
Hammer close nigga its a helluva game
As far as rap I'm just trying to stay a relevant name
It's the drugs tho,
Chemical imbalanced mdma be my catalyst
When I crash shit
It's the love tho
The reason why I give them facts shit
These rap niggas synthetic plastic
I was in the bunk writing shit for niggas trunks
I done worked too hard to crack or fold my nigga that's it
I could've been the hottest nigga
Azor ahai, a prince was promised listen
Never splashed down with sauce dripping
Just pulled my mask down
Boys better ask round
Im all in it
Don't compare me to these other guys
Who writing a bunch of rhymes
About the life that I'm living
I been the coldest lil mf out here
Since Bobby brown had beef with mike bivens
Love and drugz got me on a level I never seen
Clutch city, shooters up in the mezzanine
Peddling Coke don't u make u meddellin
When niggas out here 187s nigga at 17
This just a victory stroll
Cuz ain't nobody round here shit this cold
Trust me nigga I know
Ain't no many real niggas left rockin
I'm a problem
I spit pain shitll touch your soul
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Mahailia
04:21
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Tryin to see a million in vault
Big body sitting at the house
Bet I stop traffic when a nigga pull it out
First I Dream it up then I go ahead and live it out ay
I done paid everything it cost
I done took every single loss
Feel like I'm carrying a cross
U know I had to get it on my own
fuck a worker yeah u got to be a boss aye
Just a lil nigga from the south
Gotta have hustle that's bigger than ur mouth
Started selling dope in the middle of a drought
Now I make it rain without a muthafuckin cloud ay
Guess The money got me going fed
Taking 3 pointers in a swisher to the head
Still finna ride for my niggas til I'm dead
Only thing I fear is god failure the Feds aye
Mama I don't wanna be a failure
She was playin that Mahailia
Told my nigga I don't wanna be a failure
We was smokin green azelea
We can make some millions
Play the hand that's dealt us
Real recognize real
All the trill niggaz felt us
Im like a god u beneath me
Tool loud as the smoke that I pitch from THA zip like a teepee
Middle finger to u fuck niggas
And every other fuck nigga out there umma cc
Trap boy with a conciese
Long clip in that bitch no kick she a monster
I'm probably thinking bout money when I'm conscious
Dope boys is my muthafuckin sponsors
Yellowbone, blackbone, got options
They say I'm rude, Yung nigga with an attitude
Like I'm straight outta Compton
Boss shit vacations on Collins
Crabs in a bucket with hate at the bottom
To stop us it take an armada
Molly in rocks pour up and throw me a chip in like Erik Estrada
Heavenly Father
My lil Patna just bought him a chopper
He just been waiting for drama
My people been hurting ..n
A nigga been working for certain
Patiently waiting on commas
Making this cake off my corner
Fuck the state and his honor
They playing with karma
I promised my mama
That imma be smarter
Them days was harder
I shine when it's darker
Grind Til departure
Mama I don't wanna be a failure
She was playin that Mahailia
Told my nigga I don't wanna be a failure
We was smokin green azelea
We can make some millions
Play the hand that's dealt us
Real recognize real
All the trill niggaz felt us
At the bottom just trying to make it out
Savages you'd think niggas foaming at the mouth
Recognize everybody with u ain't your friend
Most people finna fade away in the end aye
Whole lot of niggas will pretend
Smile in Ur face while they plotting on a win
Don't nuthin move a nigga but a check
Never had shit when u get it gotta flex Aye
Been a lil minute since I dropped
These rap niggas sweet like Splenda out the box
The paper my agenda pay attention to my stock
lil nigha Still in the ward hitting Knocks aye
Niggas can't really know the pain
Q card me and j was walkin in the rain
Swear I think Mama talkin to Me from the sky
Plotting on a check it cuz I'm sick of getting by mayne
24s daily in the trap
Gotta get it on, hustling or rap
I don't show the money flashing get a nigga jacked
Dreams keep me going but I'm dealing with the facts aye
I ain't even stressing bout the grind
Everyday is payday money on my mind
Know I got people looking at me to provide
Iain't bout paper i ain't even got the time mayne
Mama I don't wanna be a failure
She was playin that Mahailia
Told my nigga I don't wanna be a failure
We was smokin green azelea
We can make some millions
Play the hand that's dealt us
Real recognize real
All the trill niggaz felt us
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Back N Them Dayz
05:48
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Remember back n them days
Yeah a nigga fell off 4 a minute look here I'm back now
Remember back n the days
A lotta shit done changed for me I'm the man now
U can go thru my résumé
U can check out my background
I'm so gone I can't even feel no pain
Dont ever wanna come back down
Fuck gravity girl do that shit with some audacity
Please fuck a Yung nigga like u mad at me
Told ya homegirls bout it now they after me
That's the just the way it goes sometimes
u really do the most girl
Until I pull u close girl
that's all she really wants
Lane to lane she gone
chickens in the trunk
U can go thru my résumé
All u got 2 do is come ask about em
I'm hustlin nigga dats everyday
Knock packs out til I black out
On that cash route
Flash money in my pics cuz it's been a lil minute since I had Some nigga
Real life six figures on the last run nigga
Blew it all too Yung too dumb
Need it back Cant relax my nigga
Don't get lax when u dealing with the facts my nigga
Success got snakes in yA grass
In my own zone, 28 to the gram
Still clip a JPEG JPay to the fam
Keep ya head up, just focus nigga, know lil rock gone hold u down
Ain't no other way i know
I Been n that place before
I was Trying to make it home
Always walked alone
Some shit we can't control
Soldiers never fold
U can go thru my résumé
I just wanna get it forever bae
Molly all in my cup bae
I'm turnt up
Yeah I'm just runnin it up bae
Ya man hate me
U cant date me, let's fuck bae
Saturday got a halfway i aint touched bae
Bust it down to the gram dammit lets flush bae
Talkin price with my plug bay
I done fell in love with these drugs bay
I just rap bout love and these drugs bay
said I would and they never listened
Dope music that my reputation
Killing all u rap niggas
scorched earth that's devastation
Went from vacation at Pam lyncher to the definition of that nigga
No bitches to two bitches, two bitches like jack tripper
These rap niggas is pure hoes
Talkin Down on all they people
At tha video getting cameos
When u was too Hollywood to come and do the feature
Lost every fuck I had to give
Fell off for a minute but I'm back again
Yeah I'm Playing for the sack like JJ
Fuckin with them packs again
Niggas can't imagine all the shit I overcome
My Needle was a staple I had something on the gun
Cellie Put 7-13 in my skin
If u don't risk nothing nigga how u Finna win
Jahden Dominique 11, but her daddy on 10,
Can't feel me if u never flipped a 7 to a zone
They all seen my hunger that's what put a nigga on
Shoutout to South Cak that's a nigga second home
Got shooters out there mac 11s with the chrome
anywhere I might go
Hundred deep or alone
3s or the foams
for my niggas in the 3 with stones
Bad ass taught me to creep wit the chrome
Straighten shit out like the heat with the comb
Fuck them other niggAs mayne these niggas clones
Cheese on the phone
Cash on the text
Hash in the blunt
Hand on her neck
Let em ask a nigga who next
Finna start pistol whipping niggas for respect
Cut the bullshit muthafucka cut tha check
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My Religion
03:46
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Breakdown(Kilo)
04:55
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u can be a kilo bae
I just wanna serve every zone
Hit me when it's late at night
u lonely and u all alone
u can be a pound bae
I just wanna serve every gram
Hit me when it's late and u all alone
U feel like no one understands
We had fogo da chao
Yeah she Open to smoking me out
She opening up to the potentest cloud
Cookie my loud
I'm just giving u style
She want it tho, I'm knowing she ain't opened her mouth
Admiring the frame
Cornbread fed she from south her walk is beautiful thing
We had dinner but I still got a appetite
She in love but her nigga ain't actin right
Put the dick down eat that pussy
Put the dick down again have her floating like a muthafuckin satellite
Bent her over with my hand on her neck
Like I'm breaking down a brick with a plan on a check
All she ever wanted was a man of respect
Break the bish down like a gram of the best
Girl That pussy dope
I need to score again
U know we more than friends
We be going in
she be lookin good
Keep it on my mind
Break ya body down
Imma take my time
u can be a kilo bae
I just wanna serve every zone
Hit me when it's late at night
u lonely and u all alone
u can be a pound bae
I just wanna serve every gram
Hit me when it's late and u all alone
U feel like no one understands
I need that
Baby I need that
I don't need no feedback
U know my name and u ain't ashamed to just scream that
Bitch so bad sometimes I pinch myself
To make sure a lil nigga ain't dream that
Somewhere it's a nigga heart broke right now
Cuz he ain't never getting his queen back
Took her in the night like a thief tho
Swear that pussy like perico
Fucking her feel like I'm Finna catch another felony
Cuz anything this good is illegal
She ain't never gotta fake for my ego
Make her legs shake when I'm going deep tho
Grab her hips when she running
She gone take that dick Or it ain't 36 zips in a kilo
Girl That pussy dope
I need to score again
U know we more than friends
We be going in
she be lookin good
Keep it on my mind
Break ya body down
Imma take my time
u can be a kilo bae
I just wanna serve every zone
Hit me when it's late at night
u lonely and u all alone
u can be a pound bae
I just wanna serve every gram
Hit me when it's late and u all alone
U feel like no one understands
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7. |
Magenta ft. MUG of SDS
05:18
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8. |
Wrong
04:58
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9. |
A Million Dollaz
04:14
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10. |
The Code ft. Delorean
05:05
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Show Louis Houston, Texas
Show Louis is an MC/Engineer/Producer hailing from Houston's 3rd Ward. His projects generally end up at the top of critics year end lists. His sound is raw & unapologetic in its depictions of south side Houston life. Show has been staple in the resurgence of Houston's underground movement and is currently prepping his next full length project "MDMA". Follow @ShowLouis on IG & @Show713 on twitter. ... more
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