Project Pat – 9 Piece Lyrics

[Hook: Project Pat]
Hard work pays off
Get one if you sellin’ salt
Started with a half and worked my way up to a 9 piece

Hard work pays off
Get one if you sellin’ salt
Started with a half and worked my way up to a 9 piece

[Verse 1: Project Pat]
I got bombs out to the bando
K’s in the bushes, strapped like Rambo
Light your ass up like a candle
Any robber we gonna handle
Selling drugs in my sandles
Grab a gram, dream of a lambo
Niggas wanna stiff me on some major work, now body’s stick like a Mentos
Project Peisenburg, I’m out here getting money dog, Breaking Bad
I’m just tryna break a bitches back and break the niggas back
Flipping crack
20’s and them 50’s yeah I’m snatching that
Get one .30 [?] extendo, you be catchin’ that
Sippin’ Tussin, triggers bussin’
Money always my discussion
You in the house, bitch cuddling
I’m in the street straight hustlin’
Them baking soda make it come and [?]
But hustlers [?] in a day then a week
Long as the clientelle is there, the plug is feeding you
You got the flower to make the bread, the hood is needing you

[Hook: Project Pat]
Hard work pays off
Get one if you sellin’ salt
Started with a half and worked my way up to a 9 piece

Hard work pays off
Get one if you sellin’ salt
Started with a half and worked my way up to a 9 piece

[Verse 2: Project Pat]
Icy like a Eskimo
Louis pouch filled with dough
A Russian rifle with a clip twisted like a bow
Plenty foe, hustlin’ bows
Stacking up, plenty dough
Like Papa Jon, need extra cheese on my pizza bro
So many niggas comin’ through like a Walmart
Neighborhood used to be good now its all hot
Junkies looking for that white, looking for that brown
I got a connect on the brown south side of town
You stacked the money and you catchin’ bitches like a cone
My dick a trick your gal, jaws I release the load
I ain’t no pretty boy but I make them hundreds fold
And keep it California smoke, tryna blow

[Hook: Project Pat]
Hard work pays off
Get one if you sellin’ salt
Started with a half and worked my way up to a 9 piece

Hard work pays off
Get one if you sellin’ salt
Started with a half and worked my way up to a 9 piece

Iniquity Rhymes – Alone Lyrics (feat. MC Norad)

[Verse 1: Iniquity]
Damn, I hear ya cries homie, I wish you well
Been hearing nothin’ but tragedies since I put out Vicious Spell
Witnessed embellished fallacies plunge down off their balconies
I’m ’bout to be real with ya, screw formalities, man I’ll give ’em hell!
Sometimes, like you, I feel Alone and insecure
By myself I can’t endure, can’t take the heat now, I feel the burn
But I keep going with the punches til the clenched fists slowly rot
Look to my friends and family, ’cause it’s all we got
Shit, I can’t help but feel like I’m meant to make a difference
Form coalitions, triumph, show ’em what we’re not
Decipher competition, learn from one another
I’m the rhymin’ Breaking Bad in this bitch, I’m the one who knocks
I’m just waiting at the door mat
We’re kickin it off, no quittin’ at all
Just want that good rapport back
I know you feel alone but change is coming
Here we go, it’s time we embrace our Scars
Kick it off to Norad

[Hook]
Hello, Hello
Anybody out there? ‘Cause I don’t hear a sound
Alone, Alone
I don’t really know where the world is but I miss it now

[Verse 2: Norad]
I ain’t the man I used to be
But I can tell you things that I do musically
And I ain’t a man who people usually think’s a man I’m just me
And maybe I keep wishing for too much that I can’t sleep
And maybe I need to quit waiting for a key to dig deep
And then I possibly could see the greater side of things
But I sit inside watching life pass by
Rapping to get by, while sleepin’ to pass time
Waiting for the answers, like shit, I can’t decide
Cause man, how come I never f**kin’ know why?
See the past has me running around in rewind
And I find me in a trashy room of mine
Whoever would find me would think differently in mind
Probably consider me crazy and lazy at the same time
Alone as they get, alone as they come
I’m that stone in the storm who hasn’t found home

[Hook]
Hello, Hello
Anybody out there? ‘Cause I don’t hear a sound
Alone, Alone
I don’t really know where the world is but I miss it now

Juice WRLD – Addicted Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Mega, you played that boy

[Chorus]
Ayy‚ smoke so much I think I need another lung
Fuck my liver up‚ I need another one
Fell in love with perkys‚ yeah, I love the blues
Mix it with the Henny, ain’t got shit to lose
Now I’m seein’ double‚ seein’ two, seein’ two
I feel like a ghost when I look at you, peek-a-boo
I get so damn high‚ I don’t know what to do, up to you
You could be my lover and my drug too

[Verse 1]
I could show you what the drugs do
I could show you what the plug do
I’m waitin’ this phone right now
Perc 30’s, need ’em, come through
God damn, scratched myself to death
Choppa, Breaking Bad, just like crystal meth, nigga
I’m on yo’ ass, legal like Maxi-Pad
I got harder than a nigga tryna catch a taxi cab
Call of Duty with that toolie, no lag
Gotta keep it on me, my lil’ paranoid ass
It’s prolly ’cause I’m too high all the damn time
It feel like everyone comin’ after my life

[Chorus]
Ayy, smoke so much I think I need another lung
Fuck my liver up, I need another one
Fell in love with perkys, yeah, I love the blues
Mix it with the Henny, ain’t got shit to lose
Now I’m seein’ double, seein’ two, seein’ two
I feel like a ghost when I look at you, peek-a-boo
I get so damn high, I don’t know what to do, up to you
You could be my lover and my drug too

[Verse 2]
‘Member I done did it by my lonely
‘Member when I had a one and only
Then she hurt me, talk to the perkys
She could call my phone but it ain’t workin’
I’m on top, I get top
In the drop, fuck that shit, I swerve a lot, swerve a lot
On that bitch, I swerve a lot, yeah
I’ma talk the talk, it’s the talk of a boss
I don’t talk it, I walk it
Run up on me, I’m poppin’
Keep the gun in my pocket, yeah
Double G on me, that’s when I’m shoppin’, yeah
Run up a sack, don’t run out of options

[Chorus]
Ayy, smoke so much I think I need another lung
Fuck my liver up, I need another one
Fell in love with perkys, yeah, I love the blues
Mix it with the Henny, ain’t got shit to lose
Now I’m seein’ double, seein’ two, seein’ two
I feel like a ghost when I look at you, peek-a-boo
I get so damn high, I don’t know what to do, up to you
You could be my lover and my drug too

[Outro]
Mega, you played that boy

Lil Baby – Southside Lyrics

[Intro]
Southside on the track, yeah
Southside
Southside
Yeah
Strapped

[Hook]
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troop, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them Lo’s who crippin’ on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
I put the d in dope, for real
Saint Laurent on my coat, for real
That draco, that draco
I’m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to (?) that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood

[Verse 1]
Temp fade, new jays
All day, catch plays
White tee, dope boy
Move that dope, boy
Trappin’ out the bando
Servin’ out the window
Tryna run our mills up
That’s what we pay the rent fo’
Fuck it up in the Gucci sto’, them M’s in
Bad bitch lookin’ like Bernice, I call her Slim Jim
I just want push start on my car
Shoutout the hood, they know I’m a god
They know we bang wherever we are
I just took these cuts on stage
Look at these VVS’ in my chain
I’m doing better, I can’t even complain
Bought a plane, then I brew out the brain
Breaking Bad, make the bitch go insane
With the gang, I ain’t switchin’ no name
Paper tag, got me switchin’ these lanes
Doing these thangs to get me some chains
These niggas be fuckin’ for fame

[Hook]
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troop, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them Lo’s who crippin’ on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
I put the d in dope, for real
Saint Laurent on my coat, for real
That draco, that draco
I’m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to (?) that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood

[Verse 2]
I’m doin’ shit that they wishin’ they could
I’m the frontrunner, break right through the hood
They hated on me, but it’s still all good
Draco on me, and it’s still all wood
I’m on probation, they let off a fool
They on my drip, tryna see what I do
They takin’ notes, tryna study my moves
They tryna do what I do
All-Star weekend, I was gettin’ the pack in
Heard you got your shit took
Nigga you lackin’
Big body Benz (?) with the backend
Real street niggas buyin’ (?) with the backends
These niggas ain’t authentic, they actin’
And I ain’t get to the money, they cappin’
What happened?
I thought you was a real one?
Solitary stones in my ear, these the clear ones
These diamonds dancin’ too loud in my ear, so I don’t hear them
My homie got the stick, I got the glizzy
We don’t fear them
These niggas don’t wanna play with us
I swear that we gon’ kill them

[Hook]
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troop, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them Lo’s who crippin’ on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
I put the d in dope, for real
Saint Laurent on my coat, for real
That draco, that draco
I’m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to (?) that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood

Huey Mack – Playboy Bunny Lyrics

[Hook]
I’ve been off the drink for a month straight
My trainer said I need to go and lose the weight
Now my pockets be the only thing chubby
I’m tryna stick my (oh!) inside a Playboy bunny like
Inside a Playboy bunny
I’m tryna stick my (oh!) inside a Playboy bunny like
Inside a Playboy bunny
I’m tryna stick my (oh!) inside a Playboy bunny like

[Verse 1]
Young anti-superstar
Resident at your local bar
Trainer made me go lose some weight
So I haven’t been livin’ large
So hot that I dropped out, still got degrees
She was born in like ’98
Guess she’s old enough for me
(Dude, she’s 19)
All-American jackass
Least that’s what my mom say
Famous out there in dub-V
Not so much out in LA
Bev Hills where my head stay
I call that shit my happy place
Know you saw me playin’ ball with Adam Sandler the other day
(Bitch!)

[Hook]
I’ve been off the drink for a month straight
My trainer said I need to go and lose the weight
Now my pockets be the only thing chubby
I’m tryna stick my (oh!) inside a Playboy bunny like
Inside a Playboy bunny
I’m tryna stick my (oh!) inside a Playboy bunny like
Inside a Playboy bunny
I’m tryna stick my (oh!) inside a Playboy bunny like

[Verse 2]
Bitch I’m young Huey Heff
I just ain’t copped the mansion
I dropped like thirty pounds
Now these bitches think I’m handsome
Eh, prolly did in the first place
I could wear like gym shorts on the first date and still get laid
Just sayin’
All-American douchebag
Least that’s what my ex say
Truth is I don’t give a shit
New bitch cooler anyways
Me, I moved onto better things like
I just started Breaking Bad the other day
And it’s a pretty cool show
(Bitch!)

[Hook]
I’ve been off the drink for a month straight
My trainer said I need to go and lose the weight
Now my pockets be the only thing chubby
I’m tryna stick my (oh!) inside a Playboy bunny like
Inside a Playboy bunny
I’m tryna stick my (oh!) inside a Playboy bunny like
Inside a Playboy bunny
I’m tryna stick my (oh!) inside a Playboy bunny like

L2B – Fully Focused lyrics

[Hook]
I’m moving on fast, where the cash at?
I could hold on to my past, but I’m past that,
Now I’m on the right track and I’m locked and loaded,
And there’s no turning back now, I’m fully focused.
I’m fully focused man, I’m fully focused.
Fully focused, fully, fully focused.
I’m fully focused man, I’m fully focused.
Fully focused, fully, fully focused.

[Verse 1]
In two seconds, I’ve already said five words in this rhyme,
The kid is hot, I’m on fire, someone call the emergency line,
And let ’em know you just heard some of the greatest work of all time,
By a talented rapper on the rise, yeah the pleasure is mine.
Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever stop writing these lines,
It’s just such a rush, kind of like the one you get from sky-diving,
‘Cause there’s nothing I can do, it’s like I’m losing control
And just having to go with flow of what’s going on in the moment
And all I could do is focus, I’m always writing these lyrics
And you can hear the proof through the fact that I’ve already wrote this.
See this aint nothing new to me, you don’t hear me though.
You’re probably just now hearing my thoughts from a year ago, but..

[Hook]
I’m moving on fast, where the cash at?
I could hold on to my past, but I’m past that,
Now I’m on the right track and I’m locked and loaded,
And there’s no turning back now, I’m fully focused.
I’m fully focused man, I’m fully focused.
Fully focused, fully, fully focused.
I’m fully focused man, I’m fully focused.
Fully focused, fully, fully focused.

[Verse 2]
Letting this weed smoke go to my head, it’s my herbal essence,
I’m good man, like Saul, and that’s a Breaking Bad reference.
But this aint Walter White, this is Heisenberg with a mic,
I know the chemistry behind these lines to make the perfect rhyme,
Shit, I’m supplying some of the purest hip-hop around,
My clientele loves it, they fiend for lyricism this side of town,
And I give ’em the best fix, leave ’em feel the same effects
As if they just got hit in the head with a clenched fist,
‘Til they’re dizzier than Drizzy Drake in a room full of his exes,
Better figure out an exit strategy quick,
Slip up and become the focus of my next diss,
Shit, picking the next victim to check off of my list
Is like skimming through Netflix,
All these choices..

[Hook]
I’m moving on fast, where the cash at?
I could hold on to my past, but I’m past that,
Now I’m on the right track and I’m locked and loaded,
And there’s no turning back now, I’m fully focused.
I’m fully focused man, I’m fully focused.
Fully focused, fully, fully focused.
I’m fully focused man, I’m fully focused.
Fully focused, fully, fully focused.