Girls

Hook: Girls, (yeah, yeah) I got, Girls, (yeah, yeah) I got, Girls, (yeah, yeah) I got, Girls, (yeah, yeah) I got, Girls, Girls, Girls (I got), Girls, Girls, Girls (I got), Girls (I got), Girls (I got) (yeah, yeah) 

Verse 1: I'm the king of taking other niggas bitches, you can keep her, or we split her 50/50 (yeah, yeah), short hair, long hair, your baby-mama probably don't belong here, bust that pussy open for a new Ford Focus, I can't trust hoe nor a Newport smoker, I just wanna choke you, with a new chain choker, I just want you closer, like the group, Chainsmokers 

Bridge 1: Brown skin, light skin, black girls, white friends, Latin girls, 9s 10s, damn it ain't no telling what I might spend 

Bridge 2: Fat girls, slim girls, thick girls, thin girls, doobie wraps, pin curls, mix match, twin girls 

Hook: Girls, (yeah, yeah) I got, Girls, (yeah, yeah) I got, Girls, (yeah, yeah) I got, Girls, (yeah, yeah) I got, Girls, Girls, Girls (I got), Girls, Girls, Girls (I got), Girls (I got), Girls (I got) (yeah, yeah) 

Verse 2: Tell my skinny bitch that little booties matter, but that big booty bitch is really badder (yeah, yeah), implants, ass shots, I fuck around and make that bitch a mascot (yeah, yeah), bust that pussy open, for a nigga that's been hoping, to bend that pussy over, and just stroke it slow motion, make you baby-mama, hit the shit with no Trojan, I don't need the drama, leave the front door open 

Bridge 1: Brown skin, light skin, black girls, white friends, Latin girls, 9s 10s, damn it ain't no telling what I might spend 

Bridge 2: Fat girls, slim girls, thick girls, thin girls, doobie wraps, pin curls, mix match, twin girls 

Hook: Girls, (yeah, yeah) I got, Girls, (yeah, yeah) I got, Girls, (yeah, yeah) I got, Girls, (yeah, yeah) I got, Girls, Girls, Girls (I got), Girls, Girls, Girls (I got), Girls (I got), Girls (I got) (yeah, yeah)



Pressure


Verse 1: Rock a nigga like a ball cap, smoke a nigga like a soft pack, red Octobers in the Summer, tell them pussy niggas that they better fall back, I just might text, but not call back, my Breitling and necklace, it all match, me and my niggas we all jack, pull up in cities in all black, like bitches with titties, my bra strapped, like Jigga and Diddy, we all rap, like Future and Gucci, we all trap, my life is a movie, it's all facts, I got the game, and its all hacked, your bitch eat my bitch like a small snack, I ball in this bitch, like a ball sack, I call all the shots, what you call that

Hook: Intimidate them with the pressure, violate you with the pressure, body sensor with the pressure, new pistol with compression, hit you niggas with the pressure, hit you bitches with the pressure, run up on them with the pressure, gun up on them with the pressure 

Verse 2: Diamonds and gold, shine on my foes, designer my frames, designer my clothes, taking niggas bitches, yo bitch just wanna come take a nigga picture, 'ol lame ass nigga, why you even bringing bad bitches with you, fucking mad bitches, even fucking, bad bitches and their sisters, money transmitters, 100 bands with us, pussy, ass, rap, nigga, got your advance with us, I don't, even, rap, nigga, I'm armed and dangerous, leaving the club, I'm lit like a bulb, osothecrew, osothethugs, a whole lot of money, a whole lot of drugs, a whole lot of phones, a whole lot of plugs, I whipping it up, I'm flipping it up, they're giving it up, when the semi is tucked, is obvious that we got plenty as fuck, but we don't consider that plenty enough, some young and belligerent, ignorant fucks, teach em a lesson and make em adjust, increasing the pressure, this is a must, give it to God or give it to us 

Hook: Intimidate them with the pressure, violate you with the pressure, body sensor with the pressure, new pistol with compression, hit you niggas with the pressure, hit you bitches with the pressure, run up on them with the pressure, gun up on them with the pressure

 

Est. ft. Oso Steezy

Verse 1: I hit Quan on the intercom, money in my palm, it's Argèn, and I'm going long, I'm already gone, Do the crime, you gone do the time, every single time, I was fronting dimes, when I did not have a dime, Money on my mind, gotta get it from the grind, bet your baby mama, let me hit it from behind, I'm Devine, niggas must be blind, they don't see the signs, I don't sign, on no dotted lines, l don't wait in lines, Finna shine, every single time, every single time, Shining in your city even when the sun is down, Still fucking round, I just sold another pound, You be putting up, nigga I just put it down, Niggas coming up off my undiscovered sounds, I can sense the enemy, when energy is down, Everybody listening, is giving me the crown, All this negativity just lift me from the ground, All this shit from tiffanys, my bitch is gonna drown, keep a glock 9 on me, for niggas tryna clown,

Steez Verse: Took the back roads...

Outro: "Su, the God of Air, and Tefnut, the Goddess of Moisture gave birth to Geb and Nut, the Earth God and the Sky Goddess. And so the Physical Universe was created. Men were created from Ra's tears. They proved to be ungrateful so Ra, and a council of Gods, decided they should be destroyed..."

Amen, Sun God shit, 5th Dynasty, Don't Forget The Ra.

 

Champagne Sundays ft. Fettucini Trill

Hook: Champagne for the pain, Polo bubble for the rain, New guns for the range, Get money, grind the same, Champagne for the pain, Polo bubble for the rain, Stay down never switch, for a nigga nor bitch

Trill Verse: This my '98 Sega flow...

Hook: Champagne for the pain, Polo bubble for the rain, New guns for the range, Get money, grind the same, Champagne for the pain, Polo bubble for the rain, Stay down never switch, for a nigga nor bitch

Verse 2: '97 Sony flow, yeah they want it though, back then didn't want me though, now they on me though, new foreign with the candy coat, got the antidote, fill her up like Aamaco, hammer and the coke, powder and the smoke, I be slanging dope, I be slanging hope, slang it to pope, think this shit a joke, niggas slitting throats, pull up in a boat, feed you to a shark, bitch it's ĀR, don't forget the RÄ, pull up in my car, looking like a star, bubble up the vest, Gucci on my chest, diamonds on my neck, all I do is flex, I just want the neck, I just want a check, pay me my respect, Drake already told you niggas, how like the S, Fettuccini baby, baby, don't forget the F, drink my baby gravy, baby, till it's nothing left,

Hook: Champagne for the pain, Polo bubble for the rain, New guns for the range, Get money, grind the same, Champagne for the pain, Polo bubble for the rain, Stay down never switch, for a nigga nor bitch

 

Dear God.

Verse 1: Please, let a nigga private parts breathe, told Steez, cut the grass, roll it up in the leaves, puff puff pass, hold it in as I sneeze, damn, life crazy, don't nobody pray for a nigga, but they prey me, steady reading prints bout this shit on the daily, nobody gave a inch out this bitch, had to take it, had to break it, had to bake it, fuck it, I finally made it, getting faded through conversion, with Caucasians, we just dealing with cards given, that y'all gave us, we gods children, why you had to enslave us, and then label us, all armed and dangerous, unless we entertainers, then we all just famous, how can you blame us, niggas getting saved, but somebody gotta save us, we would still be slaves, if somebody would've gave up, damn, shit deep, 6ft, nigga start digging, my nigga died this week, I gotta start living, spitting writtens on shit, this here is god given, don't give a fuck about whoever's offended, my intentions, they weren't intended, to be hurting your feelings, I must've got that from William, I must've got that from Richmond, song after hymn, and ain't nobody to listen, it's either kitchens or prison, I give you ignorant wisdom, 

Hook: Dear God, I wonder can you save me, save me, I wonder can you save me, Dear God, I wonder can you save me, I wonder can you save me, save me,

Verse 2: Who looking babies and fools, who taught you how to play by the rules, don't make me have to take you to school, you niggas aggravating my mood, I saw everything nigga, and I had to feel the pain, no pain killers, so stop claiming that you gang, you ain't gang with us, I just pray we never change, let the fame get us, stayed down till I came up, I'm breaking bread with niggas, I shared the same cup, and all the brothers from another, on the same stuff, I made a promise to my mother, but this game's tough, call and place the order, I gotta feed my daughter,  cause nobody gone support her, feel like the weight of the world on my shoulders, hold up

Hook: Dear God, I wonder can you save me, save me, I wonder can you save me, Dear God, I wonder can you save me, I wonder can you save me, save me,

 

Light It Up

Verse 1: This shit feel like the second coming, I'm number 1 and I'm never coming second for nothing, I felt this here, up in my mama stomach, since a youngin, always knew that I was gone be something, if not nothing, but not for nothing, I'm not your brother, I'm not your cousin, he say he feel me, but he really doesn't, I'm not my city, I'm a product of it, I bet my mama wish I probably wasn't, everybody look down a nigga, but fuck it, we all crabs in the bucket, my daddy and your dad was junkie, tryna turn wrap sheet, into a one sheet, this track for all you niggas tryna son me, I'll fuck around and hit you with a sunbeam, trust me, you're gonna need sunscreen, it's one me, and it's gone be, forever nigga, there will never, be better nigga, how many times I gotta tell a nigga, spell it for you, 40 shell a nigga, SR but it's ĀR, and I see you fuck niggas on the radar, disguised in the clothes from your day job, I used to sell o's, in my day job, why the fuck you wanna play hard, this shit harder than it look nigga, nobody taught me how to cook nigga, nobody taught me bout a hook nigga, I had to read a couple books nigga, so don't judge me by my looks nigga, I do this shit for my daughter, all my fans, my supporters, I got a son and wife nigga, I'm tryna get it right nigga, I wanted this my whole life nigga, I got a chance to do it right nigga, I got niggas doing life nigga, and I don't even like niggas, bad bitches on site with us, that's why you niggas wanna fight with us, Shining bright, the inner light in us, and imma light up, every single time I light it up, So nigga light it up, light it up...

 

Untitled. ft. Fly Reek

 

Verse 1: Holy water and sacrifices...

Verse 2: Picasso, Basquiat, Jean Michel, some of my shit, is untitled, I got the wave, but none of my shit, is on tidal, I lived long enough to see my idols turn rival, January, 91, momma middle son, came from the Sun, dad hats and sk8 hi's, you Hollywood Africans, ain't fly, I died and came back, I can't die, undiscovered genius, this is timeless, sorry for any inconvenience, Standing over Davinci, nine thousand degrees, nigga don't tempt me, New Wild, now they tell me I'm too wild, I can't hear you niggas, even though you too loud, I'm just the Samo nigga, but I'm Ra now, no Rah Digga

 

JoJo's Interlude

Hook: I know you want me to come around, new phone, what's your number now, can I come through and put it down, put you through, on my schedule, get some food, on the regular, can I keep you to myself, I don't need nobody else, I feel it's nobody left, I feel it's nobody better, can't we just keep it together, you and me, for forever, will you be my one of one

Verse 1: Know you tired of the games, know you tired of the lames, I been tired of the same thing, thinking bout you, tryna maintain, pulling up, when the sun down, got your pussy on the run now, bring that ass here girl, that was last year girl, look, I got a crush on you, look, I wanna fuck with you, can you be my one of one, look, this ring is one of one, these diamonds are special, like you when I met you, you need me to bless you, I'm here to the rescue,

Bridge 1: Psalms...

Hook: I know you want me to come around, new phone, what's your number now, can I come through and put it down, put you through, on my schedule, get some food, on the regular, can I keep you to myself, I don't need nobody else, I feel it's nobody left, I feel it's nobody better, can't we just keep it together, you and me, for forever, will you be my one of one

Bridge 2: Psalms...

Hook: I know you want me to come around, new phone, what's your number now, can I come through and put it down, put you through, on my schedule, get some food, on the regular, can I keep you to myself, I don't need nobody else, I feel it's nobody left, I feel it's nobody better, can't we just keep it together, you and me, for forever, will you be my one of one

 

Sunday ft. Snyp Luciano

Verse 1: Hottest nigga in the city, word to the Sun, I'm just tryna hit a milli, fore I'm 31, ducking strays, ducking graves, growing grays, I can't complain, nigga, everything is going great, out of state, different city every other day, interviews, while we listen to my interludes, I came from putting cocaine, in a inner-tube, to getting pedicures, when my schedule clears, it's our year, nigga every year, and forevuary, so don't you ever worry, look, I got this, look, watch this, it's an elevation every time we drop shit, it's a celebration every time the clock switch, man the top, is like a hop skip, jump, I never graduated, I know you mad I made it, radiations from the vibrations, I hope my niggas don't die waiting, I know Quan in the sky waiting, it was written, like a citation, just know it's coming, gotta have patience, I beat the trial and the tribulations,

Bridge 1: You are my light...

Verse 2: You thought I was an average joe...

Bridge 2: All things were made through you...

 

Stepped On ft. Poochanelli

Bridge 1: Who is that peeping in my window, some RnB bitches in the tip toe,

Verse 1: You know I'm only smoking on sativa, treat the cell phone like beeper, I don't fuck with niggas in them different crews, I only fuck with niggas who got shit to lose, treat the new 40 like a lunch, pack that motherfucker with a punch, when you getting money, you supposed to clown, they sending more onions through the postage now,

Hook: Uh-uh That shit stepped on, that shit stepped on, uh-uh That shit stepped on, step up in the party with vest on, teflon, vest on, serve a motherfucker at the Exxon, serve a motherfucker at the Chevron, hold up, that shit stepped on

Verse 2: Water down the shit, just to ice up the wrist, move it in the uber, move it in the lyft, move it to the music, I'll be moving it to this, that isotol Peruvian, is giving you the sniffs, more bounce to the ounce, shit we can't pronounce, chips in our accounts, money for my niggas, money for my spouse, money for my niggas, money for my spouse

Hook: Uh-uh That shit stepped on, that shit stepped on, uh-uh That shit stepped on, step up in the party with vest on, teflon, vest on, serve a motherfucker at the Exxon, serve a motherfucker at the Chevron, hold up, that shit stepped on

Verse 3: Who's the best MC, Biggie Jay Z or Nas, remember all the bars, but don't forget the Ra's, crack cocaine, in a blender, push the whole thing, through Virginia, I gotta hit you back I got packs to move, I pass the rock back, like John Paxson, I got the type of packs to make em ask for you, steal for the cash, and make a pass at you, all the real niggas go to prison or die, all you other niggas just living a lie, when you getting money, you supposed to clown, they sending more onions through the postage now

Hook: Uh-uh That shit stepped on, that shit stepped on, uh-uh That shit stepped on, step up in the party with vest on, teflon, vest on, serve a motherfucker at the Exxon, serve a motherfucker at the Chevron, hold up, that shit stepped on

Verse 4: Life ain't long, so I forever say farewell... Hook: Uh-uh That shit stepped on, that shit stepped on, uh-uh That shit stepped on, step up in the party with vest on, teflon, vest on, serve a motherfucker at the Exxon, serve a motherfucker at the Chevron, hold up, that shit stepped on

Bridge 2: Hola, senior Sun God, tengo, Un nuevo, envío para ti, ubicación

Hook: Uh-uh That shit stepped on, that shit stepped on, uh-uh That shit stepped on, step up in the party with vest on, teflon, vest on, serve a motherfucker at the Exxon, serve a motherfucker at the Chevron, hold up, that shit stepped on

 

All I See

Hook: Have I told you, that I loved you lately, you got to know, can you feel my heart beat, it's beating for you, baby, and when I close my eyes, you're all i see baby, and when I close my eyes, you're all i see baby

 

Witness ft. Fly Reek & Jay Z

Verse 1: I need energy, from the inner me, I don’t use it on my enemies, I use this shit for the better, I do this shit to the letter, ride the wave like a slave ship, nigga whip it like master, nigga I’m the gram master, get em gone like Casper, gotta put another order, got my swag on DeLorean, got your bitch, like I know it’s him, taking trips, to the ATM, nigga hating cause a nigga win, you hating now, you was hating then, I’mma say it now, like I said it then, don’t wanna be none of you niggas friends,

Hook: On my mama got to get it, can't see you when it's tinted, fault the devil but I'm winning, can I get a witness...

Verse 2: I’m smoking the gas, rocking a mask, don’t make me blast you, your body in bags and foot on the gas, all if I have too, I was raised in the kitchen, I invested in a vision, all started in a prison, now I’m starting a religion, the name of the game is help, designer my frames and belt, I came in the game myself, I might as well praise my self, but all praise to most high, the Sun God is a close high, I’m overdosed on the dope high, keep it close, so I don’t die,

Hook: On my mama got to get it, can't see you when it's tinted, fault the devil but I'm winning, can I get a witness...

Outro: What, am i supposed to be here to be second best...

 

Sun Chips ft. Poochaneli

Hook: Stacking the money like sun chips, shoot yo ass in the back, make you front flip, don’t try to front, like you run shit, this is that die by the gun shit, (Hit em up), This is that rep where you from shit, (Put it up), stacking the money, like Sun chips

Verse 1: Don’t play with me, play with your bitch, I️ used to stay with yo bitch, now I️ got a list of greatest hits, all the bitches wanna baby sit, I’m just trying to get my sun chips, you just trying to get a tongue kiss, mentally niggas in school, trapping for bitches and shoes, I do this shit for my daughter, these niggas are fit for reporters, making deals with the opps, get you spilled with the mop, I️ just beat a couple felonies, now I’m meeting up celebrities, copyrights till I’m seventy, when I️ die another seventy, I’m never taking a loss, I️ turned myself to a boss, I’m just stacking up my Sun chips, chopper make you do a front flip, drop a nigga like a baby, drop the top, doing 80, nigga fuck you, pay me, nigga fuck you pay me, I️ put my all in this, so I️ want all the chips, Audemars on the wrist, I’m taking all the risk, picking up another bag, making motherfuckers mad, watch how you talk to the Sun, I’ll make you talk to the gun,

Hook: Stacking the money like sun chips, shoot yo ass in the back, make you front flip, don’t try to front, like you run shit, this is that die by the gun shit, (Hit em up), This is that rep where you from shit, (Put it up), stacking the money, like Sun chips

Verse 2: Bitch I was born on a Sunday...

Hook: Stacking the money like sun chips, shoot yo ass in the back, make you front flip, don’t try to front, like you run shit, this is that die by the gun shit, (Hit em up), This is that rep where you from shit, (Put it up), stacking the money, like Sun chips

 

Sun Shine ft. DJ Tech Diff

Lyrics:
Intro: New exclusive...

Verse: Let a young nigga shine, I been waiting on my time, since 99, one time for the Sun, I’m taking over cities, nigga one by one, this a one of one, my neck and my wrist playing one on one, you playing with my chips, that’s a murder one, I'm trying to get rich before I’m 31, yeah, I got them shooters like Larry bird, from E 36th, to W 33rd, I’m on every curb, on heavy herb, and shout out everybody that I ever served, 36th and Peyton, my life is really nothing more than what I make it, so make Money, and then make it rain even though it’s Sunny, and then make it snow, on a snow bunny, I’m the reason that your baby mama nose runny, this that C1, 7H, 21, N-O, 4, baked, i used to push heavy weight, in every state, Ms. Marilyn and Mary Jane, bought me everything, from wedding rings, to a heavy chain, more plain janes, more champagne,


Hook: Take the top off, and shine, let me hop out, and shine, take the rock out and shine, pull the drop out and shine

Outro: I'd like to send a special shout out...

 

Blendy

 

Hook: See I am that nigga, yeah, I don’t care who isn’t, yeah, put me in the blender, yeah, put me in a picture, yeah, got my swag on blendy,Got my swag on blendy yeah, riri puma fenty, yeah, Gucci Louis Fendi, pockets never empty, yeah,

 
 
Verse 1: I rock Armani Dior, I rock the iani couture, you cannot find in the store, all of you niggas are poor, I’m looking blendy and brandy, walking in fendi, like family, I just bought my bitch a furla, fuck your bitch, then curve her, got the bag by Bebe, as seen on, tv, I got the swag for days, hop out to ash the haze, this that Alexander wang, this that diamond in your fang, don dada of the of the Prada, I got the dolce gabanna, I rock Chanel and coach, this an Australian coat, raf simons, by adidas, ain’t designer you can keep it, Calvin Klein when I sleep, this an anonymous tee, jogger pant by Zara, this don’t come out, til tomorrow, what I spent at Hennes and Mauritz , could have put your kids through college, Balmain, size 81, crossbody bag, for the gun, this is that Jeremy Scott, this is a Burberry watch, north face by supreme, Stan smith, white and green
 
Hook: See I am that nigga, yeah, I don’t care who isn’t, yeah, put me in the blender, yeah, put me in a picture, yeah, got my swag on blendy,Got my swag on blendy yeah, riri puma fenty, yeah, Gucci Louis Fendi, pockets never empty, yeah,
 
Verse 2: Swag on blend mode...
 
 
Sun Dress