Bless The Booth Freestyle lyrics - Boogie

Oh they ain't can tell you can fly

They ain't tell you have covers on your eyes

They ain't tell if you try that you can probably touch the sky

This ain't hungry for the truth, cause they gone try to feed you lies

And they gon tell you that its fly (woah)

Um

Freestyling as an art from

Means

Natural expressions

Um

Ju-just letting all your feelings out

First its important to me as a person because

I be having all my feelings bottles in

And i think if everybody can take that message

You know

From that, instead of keeping everything bottled in and find a way to let it out

Then, it'll change to world for better

I'm out here in New York and it's cold as shit

I ain't got no jacket

(Hmmmmm)

(Yeah Yeah)

(Uh)

I just need my space

(Uh)

(Yuh Yuh)

(Uh)

(Shh)

Confirmation that I'm alive

Send the eyes and math that I ain't reply (whoa shit)

(Uh)

I wrote with this when my phone was dry

With the intention of hurting somebody pride

Let me Guide you to this body man, somebody murdered me

Think my ex done showed her nigga all my insecurities

I've been walking on the ocean, I've been swimming in the sky

They gon' try to keep it light, I ain't tryna let it slide

Don't be so loud when you win cause they ain't care to listen

Don't be so proud of your skin they say that's terrorism

I bare the mission of giving my kid a living, to only see him on weekends

Had to tell him "like the world be keeping secrets"

They ain't can tell you can fly (no)

Oh they ain't tell you can fly

They ain't tell you have covers on your eyes

They ain't tell if you try that you can probably touch the sky

This ain't hungry for the truth, cause they gone try to feed you lies

And they gon' tell you that its fly (woah)

Yeah they gon' tell you that its fly

That have that wifey plus a shortie on the side

Can't consider you a man until the moment that you ride

(Awh)

They gone try to feed you lies

The strongest person that I ever knew was not a god

I learned that the day I seen my mom apologize

The hardest thing that I ever did was compromise

I swear the only dad I ever had was father time

And I ain't really been the same since my old thang

When I got chills just from standing in your cold flame

Was so whack the day she left me for some no name

This verse was about (Ummm)

It was towards, uh, the youth I guess

I directed it to my kid

It was just telling him that "don't believe the lies the worlds telling you that you can't be great" (You know)

Shit sounds so corny

Corner Store Freestyle lyrics - Westside Boogie (feat. Dezzie Gee)

Yeah, yeah

Yo, rest in peace to my grandma

Yeah, yeah

Ah, man

I see you back in your disguise, uh

Peace with you as you travelin' through time, uh

Nah, peace with you with that battle in your mind

Talk to God, I just hope that he reply

And can you open up the sky? Think my granny tryna fly

Sick and she just died, I couldn't tell her my goodbyes

She kept that shit inside and had to hide how she was hurtin'

But damn, my poor baby wasn't tryna be no burden

I been lurkin' in the deep and I been searchin' for a meanin'

All these bitches got secrets, all these niggas got demons

I see that I done lent a helpin' hand to the ruined

Oh, I understand that now that I'm flowin' and influencin'

Take this lil' bit of light, thread this lil' bit of glow

Show my niggas they can heal, then put my foot up in the door

I told brodie check they car before they walk into the store, uh

Bet they watch they step when they start talkin' 'bout the flow

Niggas know, I know, ah, shit, niggas got me in my mode

All alone, lightin' blunts up on my stove

They put me on the shelf, that shit surprisin', I ain't fold, uh

Got it from my momma, taught me how to stay composed

Me and shawty had to end, now she fuckin' on my friend

Irritate my skin, why the fuck you rub it in? Ah, man, yeah, yeah

Now I go out and pretend, uh

Wonder if it's somethin' that you thought in the begin'

Let me end, I know

Alright, let's get out this beat, I'ma be in my feels all day

Let's get to the next shit

Yeah, let's go off

Lemme be ratchet, ratchet BOOG' activated

Yeah, yo, free Bully

WESTSIDE America, yeah, yeah

Ah, man, and

Free my nigga out the cell, uh, uh

Can't you tell? Lately, I been overwhelmed, uh, uh

I'm the only one that's tapped into the killings

And can turn around and rap about my feelings

It can happen if you willin', oh, well

Better think before you in here, uh, uh

Please remember, I'm a Campanella member

I been hangin' with the sinners

Keep it real enough that I could pull you out a river, you a sinner

She keep talkin' to me brazy, I just let it go off

He don't really know me, baby, he just tryna show off

I did shrooms the other mornin' and that feelin' wore off

I just caught another bag, I can't let you throw off

I'm just hopin' I don't blow it, assumin' it can happen any time

As I maneuver through the mines in my mind

Ain't no Uber or a ride, if I do, you gotta scoop me in the sky

You a goofy or the guy, you decide, uh

Thankful for the hard shit, thankful for the burnt missions

Teachin' me my letdowns but now you know the terms different

Shawty got some nerve 'cause niggas never curve bitches

She ain't my main and my broker have his turn with it

Let me go off, ah, shit, go off

Ratchet BOOG' activated

Shoutout to The Corner Store, Dezzie in this bitch

Do 4 Love (Freestyle) lyrics - Boogie

Ran outta breath

Darius (Yeah)

How you feel about love? (Huh?)

How you feel about love? (Love is trash)

It's trash? (Yeah)

Wow

Yo, see, what I won't do is know your past gone

And still treat you like the old you

And try to latch on when I need to let you go soon

Or let it drag-on if you sayin' you gon' Goku

'Cause I ain't tryna hold you, no

But what I will do is help you unlearn things

So I could then rebuild you

Or when you in the crossfire, know I could come and shield you

Or I could be a mirror just so you could know you still you

But still, you love givin' me your demonstrations

She said that she don't fuck with BOOGIE, she discriminatin'

Somebody instigatin'

Man, I done been around the world, it ain't no sick of places

Right between the spot of your love and your manipultation

Put that on my old shit, put that on my momma

That this shit can be misleading when you blinded through the trauma

I put that on my old shit, put that on my momma

That all my sketchiness is withdrawn from all the problems with my father

Shoutout to Jhené and days I think about still, uh

Sick 'cause I ain't notice we was goin' downhill

You know hurtin' full of work, you know healin' is a skill

Beauty in the emptiness is that I still could get refilled

What I will and what I won't

Yo, that's what I won't do

You was my sunroof when rain tried to come through

She hit a lick off my pain so it's, "Fuck you"

It's, "Fuck you," it's, oh

Oh, but I will do is, uh

Expose Me (Freestyle) lyrics - Boogie

Expose me to what you know, your secret safe here

Hold me like I'm your own and keep my faith, yeah

Show me to find your road and lead the way, yeah

Show me to hold my own for each mistake, yeah

Back to putting all my feelings in

How many times is you gon' ask me where I been again

Man I've been gone and found home up in a sprinter van

I pray the city that we in got that ten a gram

I swear she get under my skin when she say I'm overthinking

She calling me a genius, now I think I believe it

She tell me that she love me but she leave me on the weekend

But that's the opposition that I seem to find peace in

Think that it's the right time for me to use a lifeline

Help me when I'm lost

Know I'm thirsty at the nighttime

Fighting for a lifetime to show you that I'm valuable

Help me get a grip just by holding me accountable

Hard for me to smile when I got no real options

Hard for us to talk when emotions kill logic

Wonder 'will you walk when you don't think I'm still popping?'

Knowing with my God I could never be forgotten

Telling them to...

Expose me to what you know, your secret safe here

Hold me like I'm your own and keep my faith, yeah

Show me to find your road and lead the way, yeah

Show me to hold my own for each mistake, yeah

Glory Of The God (Freestyle) lyrics - Boogie

Oh, yo

Yeah-yeah

Uh

Straight from the glory of the God

If the bitches come from Venus and my niggas come from Mars

We can meet up in the middle, let's go, function in the stars

From the glory of the—uh

What's a fight when it was titans that I sparred?

That's how I ended up with lightning in a jar

You gon' die behind a bar

Devil tried to scratch my body with his claws

I ain't notice, thought that shit was a massage

From the glory of the—uh

I just had a dream that I done juggled

All the heads of all your motherfuckin' kings, fuck a team

I'm with the whoops, I put a missile to your roof

Kill a couple since you rapper niggas always form in groups

I couldn't tell you who is who

I look around and see a whole lot of smiling

That's why I woke up and chose violence

This shit so unexciting

Don't tell me how you tried to do it different

The position seems tempting 'til you in it

From the Glory of the God, uh

I just ran a mile through the fog

Ran it by you so your memory get jogged

From the glory of the—

Do you want free will? Do you trust in fate?

Trust in fate, trust in fate

What would you do if you could change your days?

Change your days, change your days

What would you do if you could change your days?

Hieroglyphics lyrics - TYL3R DAVIS & WESTSIDE BOOGIE

Scientific with the flows

Hieroglyphics when I scroll

Hella gifted and they know it

I'm a problem around the city

Who gone solve it? Let me know

Make a scene and strike a pose

Y'all gone see it when I post

Making bands but I ain't Diddy

Preparation money

Feel a celebration coming

Got it out the basement when they never thought this rap shit would amount to nothing

Ain't no hesitation when they pass it to me

Ain't no need for reservations cause it's me who's cooking

The best food, the best view that we overlooking

I'm the one that they was overlooking

They moving shady with they records and they eyes crooked

Writing daily for these shows, I feel like Trevor Noah

I made Max Payne and now I feel a bit heroic

Leather coat and coated lungs just to spark my serotonin

That was back when I was still sneaking Sarah over

Young Casanova, keep the cash rollin

I hit the ground running, keep the car running

I keep the gas potent, she got that ass poking, shawty outspoken

I feel like everybody want a piece of me

Instead of having peace with me and still im moving peacefully

The attitude is Basquiat recently

The moneys coming frequently, I mastered my frequency

Pain always paints a better picture

Cloudy skies describe my mood

I take it higher than expected

Started meshing with the masters

I'm supplying what she asked for

I might put her on the task force

Triple threes might get it tatted

Symbolize my synchronicity, It's hard to dumb it down

The stroke of genius I'm displaying got them showing sensitivity

They decaying, and it shows now

Used to pray for shows, but now I'm saying no to shows now

Activate my aura walking with this sort of glow now

Always represent, but Mama know I gotta show out

But you can't fuck with everybody yeah that's why it's called exclusive

The introverted extrovert, I rather be seclusive

She just rather be exclusive

She a thot, she too intrusive

I make her cum before I come to my conclusion

It's bound to happen, you can't clock it

Know thats shit timing

Who tampered with my moral compass?

I been misguided

No I ain't tripping off no shot that I done missed

I been forced to sit look at the time that I been bench riding

After a while you can't complain, just gotta be a solider

That let me know its just a game, I thought I needed closure

Back on the east remember Bri was trying to sneak me over

I guess the highs could bring you even lower, like shit

Do I make mistakes? Sure I do

Do I ever fall up on my face? Sure I do

I been in the war too, uh

Haunted by some shit, I can't ignore

Now my demons, they come see me every morning

Hit my nigga while I'm touring like this shit a movie

I know that shit gone hit his soul because he living through me

You niggas give relaxed vibes but not I

I ain't never that tired cause lord willing I don't ever backslide

Joe Exotic (Freestyle) lyrics - Boogie

Stack that bitch up, Mike, hm

Put it on me (Ooh)

Yo, I think I gotta give the cap, God, somethin', mm

I bought a Zip' and then got taxed five hunnid, ooh

I hit my ex, I feel the backslide comin'

Told myself, "This be my last time fuckin'," ugh (This the last time)

I could make a hunnid just from sellin' crewnecks

I'm a Campanella nigga but I love the blue checks, ugh

Crying 'bout the bitch in the fuckin' groupchat

Old clingy ass nigga still ain't let her loose yet, ugh

That's how niggas be a lot

I be by myself because I tend to overthink a lot

Probably why I drink a lot

No, that ain't your man, you just usin' him for props, ugh

No, you ain't at war with your imaginary opps

Told a nigga who I am, all that trolling on the 'Gram

Strip a nigga of his pride, make him start an OnlyFans, ugh

Yo-yo, I can't be out here holdin' hands, can't be puttin' bitches on

I can never fold again, oh my God

Think it's time, I feel a backslide comin', ugh

I hit my ex 'cause I think tax time comin', ugh

I fit the family in the red five hunnid...

Alright, nigga, that it

LA Leakers Freestyle #142 lyrics - Westside Boogie

Yo, yo, uh

The rhythm I had to catch, the string that I had to stretch

I've been beat, but it's all instrumental to my success

I'm in deep, I took too many lefts and lost my direction

How I end up on this search to be accepted

The lesson say the world in my position, I can reach it 'cause it's near

Yeah, I'm hungry but I feed into the fears, you know

'Least I've been aware, you know

In my mind, I'm screaming out for air 'cause I swear it's way more deep than it appears

Here's my secret, come hold me so you could feel me, it's heavy

Like break my ego in pieces and come rebuild me, I'm ready

My life already get shaky so made my focus be steady

I look myself in the mirror like "I could grow if you let me."

Like I could... hold on

Shit, if I uncover my power, I'll be dangerous, uh-huh

Teach my nigga how to heal and be more patient, uh-huh

I'm responsible to come to all the savings

But I'm left with all these guilts because I made it, but, you gotta know

Missed a couple bag I was countin' on but ridin' on

Get rid of my hoes when it's album mode, I'm alone

I don't hang with niggas that I kinda know, gotta go

I don't hide my kids, shit, I be proud to show but I've been so

Caught up in the jam, I even offer you my hand to help this fight to make somebody understand

Come bring water to the dam

Sent from heaven in this war soon as I land

Make me think that being born was just a scam

Never planned to catch me slippin' in my city

Just', you know this shit get tricky

Got the spirits of my dead homies with me, with me, woah, woah

Never wife that bitch if she too mixy, knowing if I break the cycle, it'll fix me

But that

That's all I know

Uh

Let's get active, all that other shit get throw out

We know my rachet side gon' always bring the hoes out

You know it's smart to tell your label they should hold out

We know a Boogie verse could kill a nigga rollout but hold on lemme roll up

Uh, keep being weird, you gon' be somethin' that I toke

I think my peers might be runnin' from the smoke

The hood starvin', niggas hungry for the GOAT

All that humble shit gon' have you nigga broke

If I ain't right there, under God, then get a better list

Please don't say I do it all because I never miss

Why they braggin' 'bout some pussies that they never hit

That shit goofy, got a coast I gotta represent

I heard that she'll be pressin' shit, but not I

Let's lock eyes, gotta see if you got opps vibe, that's not wise

We keep movin' at them stop signs

Man outside I put Lucas on my hot fries

Top 5? Top 5, okay

Bust mode, bust mode

It's all about respect, uh

Fuck hope, I'm cutthroat

Now, I'm on your neck

Shit, you sure that you want problems with the set

A bunch of niggas who got trauma that's suppressed

I slid up on my ex

I told her don't be talkin' to me crazy, but I miss you

Come and argue with me baby, I think I feel a

I think I feel a backslide comin'

Hmm, oh, oh

Man, shit, uh

I drive slow

I swear to god it's a fate if we run to 5-0

It's a drive slow

Shit, when I'm out with the squad, who knows where it might go

Walkin' on this tightrope, even with my eyes closed

Why the fuck's my high's low

Trynna say I'm overthinkin', I'm like "Yeah, you right hoe."

Trynna tell me I'm too deep and I'm like "Yeah, you right hoe."

Uh, hatreds in my right hand, spent it on my left wrist

Why you go and fuck him?

Thought you was my best bitch

Nigga give my girl back, you must got a death wish

Rappers on my checklist, think I'm finna set trip

I rather drive...

I drive slow

I swear to god it's a fate if we run to 5

We drive slow

Man Down lyrics - Boogie

Pussy nigga put your hand down

Oh, oh yeah you thinking that we friends now

Like I'm gon' pretend now

Thinking that he in now

Shots fired, man down

Oh yeah she thinking that we friends now

Oh, yeah she see that I got Benz now

Think I'm gon' pretend now?

Thinkin' that she in now

Shots fired, man down

Got suburbans for the mission

Think he fly, bet the turbulence will hit him

Spent half the day up in the studio

You know I spent the the other half curving all these bitches man

Home run dirty on them

They ain't worried 'bout they will, but I am I go Fergie on 'em

Look how I'm swerving on 'em

I don't see no purpose on 'em

I see he stressed out, he walking with them worries on him

Poor nigga

Man fuck it though

I bet you know that she a hoe and you still cuff it though

I bet you know that he a snake and you still trust it though

But that ain't really what I'm coming for

I had to let 'em know

It's poor nigga, man fuck it though

Pussy nigga put your hand down

Oh, oh yeah you thinking that we friends now

Like I'm gon' pretend now

Thinking that he in now

Shots fired, man down (man down, man down)

Oh yeah she thinking that we friends now

Oh, yeah she see that I got Benz now

Think I'm gon' pretend now?

Thinkin' that she in now

Shots fired

Ride on 'em, put the fire on 'em (That's dark)

I tried to shed some light on 'em

I done walked through your aisle, I see mold on your tile

I see least in your truth, I see hoes in your smile

I done peeped through your drive, I done looked at your file

So please won't you take that booking info out your bio (Whoo)

They think it's vital to go viral

Like why I'm living right though if all these niggas syphals

Oh man, it's real life you should try that shit out

Set the bar, I bet I buy that shit out

Damn, I see that fake shit is what you been 'bout

Took a while for me to find that shit out

I'm like oh man fuck it though (Oh man)

Outside lyrics - Westside Boogie & Joey Bada$$

Alright, uh

Bitch, I ain't early, I say, "'Bout time," uh

Shit, I ran up hills in my downtime, uh

Y'all spendin' all day swattin' house flies, uh

That let me know that y'all not outside, oh

Who really outside? It's all about the approach

I been wantin' the smoke when my auntie was on dope

Got a bed that's full of bodies, got a closet full of ghosts, mm

Yeah, I'm cool with rappers, niggas actin' like we close

Shit, I'm the greatest on the coast and niggas thought I knew the Pope, mm

Blessed me with the hands that's catchin' all these niggas' fans, uh

'Posed to be your mans, damn, my nigga, you got scammed, uh

Funny that I'm standin' with the dude who made stand

But never treat me like the fan, 'cause what I am, what I am

Whatever you say I am, shit, if I was interested

Why would I say I am shit?

And the, the radio don't even play my jam

I give no damn, I'm in Bompton with the fam'

You say, "It's early," I say 'bout time, uh

I kill these niggas in my downtime, uh (Right)

They spendin' all day swattin' house flies (Badmon)

With couch time that let me know that they not outside (Yes)

Oh, who really outside? It's all about the approach (Woo)

Make it this far, gotta keep a couple scopes on me (Uh)

Bitch, I'm not a star, I stuff the chopper in my coat, homie (Uh)

They know who we are, they just think that we don't know

Reach your hand up in this fire, see if you don't get roast, homie

Eight years later, nigga, I deserve to boast (Yeah)

Still burnin' bread, nigga, I deserve a toast (Right)

Champagne spillin', big pimpin' off the coast (Right)

With my pocket full of knots, I could show you these loaves, uh

E'erybody smilin' 'round me, I ain't said no jokes, uh

On the block, sporty, Glock .40 in the tote, uh (Yeah)

Said they're best friends, fuck it, I'ma need both (Uh)

But she let me paint her face (Right)

I'm like Picasso with the stroke (Uh-huh)

Sleepin' with the king and she gotta stay woke (Woo)

If we ain't in the same boat, then that bitch afloat (Woo)

I'm stylin' in the drop like a nigga slang dope

Eyes wide when I'm outside, ready for the smoke (Uh)

Like I ain't takin' tokes, I could put you on game

I just hope you takin' notes

Bitch, I had the fame way before I learned to cope

Put respect up on my name, I'm surrounded by the G.O.A.T.s

You say, "It's early," I say 'bout time, uh

I kill these niggas in my downtime, uh

They spendin' all day swattin' house flies

With couch time that let me know that they not outside

Oh, who really outside? It's all about the approach

Know it's all 'bout the finish

I think I'm bein' too timid, I think I need to get with it

I think the reason I'm missing' 'cause I been lackin' precision

I think the credit they owe me should never come with a limit

I'm the best rapper that, wait, I'm the best rapper alive

I'm talkin' niggas that's sinnin', I'm talkin' niggas retired

I'm talkin' niggas that's comin', I'm talkin' niggas that's tried

I'm talkin' niggas that died, I'm talkin' all 'em combined

Man, I been fightin' with a lotta shit

Fightin' with myself 'cause I been fightin' my environment

Fightin' with my friends 'cause they been fightin' with entitlement

Tryna get inspired, you niggas ain't been no help

Got me competin' with myself

If I break these mental walls, then I get through to my brain

If I keep smokin' this tree, I find the root of my pain

Shit, if I make it through the flame with no burnt skin, uh

While I'm standin' in the ash, know I earnt this

I learned that y'all niggas ain't really outside

Reign On Me lyrics - Curci & Westside Boogie

What do you, what do you, what do you

What do you know about royalty?

Some love to hate on the loyalty

I love the love that can come in abundance

but hate when it comes to the lawyer fees

Hard to be trusting at all

I've been down for way too long

I'll shoot my shot, I'll break the law

From major keys to major loss

I do what I need, so bring it... on

Try not to think about consequences

Just win by a large percentage

Some say that's a flawed intention

I say you're just talking shit and not committed

Talk is cheap and I'm expensive

Think exquisite

Never had a mink but I'm bound to get it

Out of reach is out of business

I'm standing right here

Wonder what you're thinking when you're all alone

I'd be quick to grant your wishes if you put me on

Need someone to guard your energy just let me know

You got the crown so I'ma watch the throne

Reign on me

Reign on me

Reign on me

Reign on me

What's forever tell me (yo yo)

That's a way of saying some things won't change but I know

That shit's necessary

Plus it's safe to say we gon' be the same yeah I know

I'm in search of forever

I'm under pressure

The one that'll walk but know I gotta let it

I told myself she won't find nothing better

I told myself man that shit be whatever

All of my homies could hit me with problems

but all I could tell them is nigga you got it

I got my own type of battles I'm boxing

The way that they see it I'm breaking a promise

Thought we was for (ugh)

Thought we was forever

Lately it seems that you think that you're better

Lately it seem that you think nigga jealous

You going through something at least try to tell us

I'm in denial (whoa)

Ain't been good in awhile (whoa)

I done mastered the art of me hiding my heart in the form of a smile

I know, I know

Wonder what you're thinking when you're all alone

I'd be quick to grant your wishes if you put me on

Need someone to guard your energy just let me know

You got the crown so I'ma watch the throne

Reign on me

Reign on me

Reign on me

Reign on me

What's forever tell me (yo yo)

That's a way of saying some things won't change but I know

That shit's necessary

Plus it's safe to say we gon' be the same yeah I know

Said Sum (Freestyle) lyrics - Boogie

It's hot as a bitch

Big West side shit, stop playin' with me, nigga

Stop playin'

Yo-yo, uh

I got this feelin' I left somethin' (Ooh)

I though the nigga swore he was good

But can't go to his hood had just said somethin' (Ooh)

Fuck it, I feel like I'm in the streets

I'm in the industry, I'm finna dead somethin'

Guillotine how I been head huntin'

I think my shawty had said somethin'

How I treated her different

Love her, I hate her, I'm iffy, I'm picky

She think that she talkin' to three different niggas

Older I get, doin' bitches is crazy

It somethin' that's killin' me deep in my spirit (Uh)

That's as far as the think I be carin'

Thinkin' she special, I guess she ain't notice

That all of my bitches be meetin' my parents

Straight off the-straight off the clearance, I'm fresh off the rack (Rack)

Still got some feelings I ain't got to wear

'Cause I still got some shit that I still ain't unpacked (Packed)

Yeah, it's a pack, so we packin' you out

If we ain't see you swingin' as soon as it's cracked

If it go anything deeper than that

Niggas don't put all that shit in no raps

Niggas don't do all that shit where I'm at

In a pandemic, but still, I ain't panic

I almost said, "Fuck it, I'm finna start scammin'"

Cool bein' up in the house with the fam'

But I miss bein' ratchet, I took it for granted

Know who I am so I'm at in advantage

I leave it to him, he could deal with the damage (Woah, shit)

And know I ain't plan it

I just hit the bitch up as soon as I landed

Oh shit, fuck, uh

I got this feelin' I left somethin'

I thought the bitch that I took out the streets

But I put on the scene had just said somethin'

I thought (Alright)

Tripping lyrics - Malz Monday & WESTSIDE BOOGIE

(Tripping, Tripping, Tripping)

[Malz Monday:]

Sometimes I be tripping dawg (tripping, tripping tripping)

Roll a little spliff I's take a hit then I be driftin' off

'Member they was dissin' hard? (dissin')

Tried to pull up 20 deep but then my roster let that pistol off

She ain't wanna get involved (she didn't)

Said she heard about me but she dig my vibe so we just hit it off

Had to cut some niggas off (I'll clip 'em)

Ain't no beef or nothin' just ain't like the vibe that they was givin' off

If you talkin' 'bout me bring the facts

Hold up (hold up)

Niggas talkin' down but check the stats I'm goin' up (goin up)

Pa said he was comin' but he never showed up (showed up)

Prob'ly a good reason mama never told us (told us)

I just put that passion on the track and go nuts (go nuts)

I'm just doin' me, if you don't like it so what (so what)

Callin' shorty over told her bring some roll-up (roll-up)

She know I get cranky when a nigga sober (sober)

I done seen some shit that's unbelievable

I dot my I's, I cross my T's

I'm on my P's and Q's (P's and Q's)

Why you eatin' up them fantasies they feedin' you (they feedin' you)

Misleadin' you, what you believe it isn't even true (isn't even true)

But while you sleepin' I'm keepin' open my good eye (my good eye)

Never been the type to cry wolf, I made the wolf cry (I made the wolf cry)

'Cause I can't be in last place with the good guys

I do what I got to even if that means I'm hostile

I know...

Sometimes I be tripping dawg (tripping, tripping tripping)

Roll a little spliff I's take a hit then I be driftin' off

'Member they was dissin' hard? (dissin')

Tried to pull up 20 deep but then my roster let that pistol off

She ain't wanna get involved (she didn't)

Said she heard about me but she dig my vibe so we just hit it off

Had to cut some niggas off (I'll clip 'em)

Ain't no beef or nothin' just ain't like the vibe that they was givin' off

[WESTSIDE BOOGIE:]

Yo yo

I know that the love is fake (whoa whoa)

'Posed to put my soul at ease

Hold me down but let me breathe

You ain't s'posed to make me suffocate

Got a heart I gotta feed so I had to make my stomach wait

Who goin' be my saviour when my dark become contagious

Tryin' to fight it cause my thoughts could be so dangerous

I'm sayin', uh

I created space, I put myself up in The Matrix

Duckin', fadin' the imaginary Agents

I been tryin' to stay inside

Keep my energy protected

I can't fuck too many bitches

I can't give out all my essence, uh

Trump up outta office 'nother opper got elected

Gotta choose a lesser evil

So I guess this shit a blessin'

Still tippin' like I'm part walls

Guardin' all my feelings

I got demons, keep 'em all off

Shout my nigga Malz

That's my motherfuckin' dawg, uh

Pray I don't get - what what -

Pray I don't get mauled

'Cause I do this shit for y'all

But sometimes I know I...

[Malz Monday:]

Sometimes I be tripping dawg (tripping, tripping tripping)

Roll a little spliff I's take a hit then I be driftin' off

'Member they was dissin' hard? (dissin')

Tried to pull up 20 deep but then my roster let that pistol off

She ain't wanna get involved (she didn't)

Said she heard about me but she dig my vibe so we just hit it off

Had to cut some niggas off (I'll clip 'em)

Ain't no beef or nothin' just ain't like the vibe that they was givin' off

Whoopty (Freestyle) lyrics - Boogie

Know who I'm with, my dude

Free G Weed, free Bully, nigga

Yo, yo, know I mean, uh

I'm with the whoopties (I'm with the whoopties)

Don't tell me you gang 'cause it ain't the same

You say it too loosely, uh (You say it too loosely)

I'm sayin', "Free Ruccki," uh (Free Ruccki, nigga)

As long as I'm here, they say they ain't knew me

But I'll be immortal if somebody shoot me

That shit get depressin' and start to get to me (Ooh, ooh)

I call up this, uh, tell her to scoop me (Ooh)

Like, "Can we get faded?" Then come with a plan (Come with a plan)

Them tabs got me thinkin' I'm changin' the weather by movin' my hand, woah (By movin' my hand)

If you ain't let me hit then you really shouldn't care If I get at your friend

The more I get curved, the thicker my skin, uh

You ain't seen my DM?

Well, let me delete it and send it again

"Cause I always wanted to hit (I always wanted to hit)

That's how it's done in this bitch (That's how it's done)

He said he the plug to get in your box (I'ma keep it)

I'ma keep it a, uh, hundred percent of me went to the Lord

When momma was poor, and I never wanted a sip

Hate on the front of my lip, how I'm gon' stomach this shit?

This hunger a son of a bitch

Feel like you love to trigger me

Can't forget how to touch an enemy

You don't know about muscle memory

Gimme head while I'm, uh, while I'm on this killin' spree

Baby, she back and she turnt (She back)

Gotta act like she mad at me first

Up and I ain't goin' back to the first

Tellin' me that ain't how gravity work

Fuck it, 'cause I'm with the whoopty

Don't tell me you done and then go and sub me

You look like a goofy

You just look like a, uh

other songs:

Came Up lyrics - Boogie

Remember back when I was broke and I was staying at my girl pad
Yeah, now I done came up
I used to have to keep my clothes up in the corner in a trash bag
Yeah, now I done came up
Now I done been up on the road, but ain't forgot about a bus pass
Yeah, now I done came up
That's why it's fuck what niggas say, remember days when it was dumb bad
Yeah, now I done came up

Man, I been waiting for my girl to get her taxes all month
Got a little plan to get the bread and boss up
Why the fuck you on the land if you ain't even call us?
How the fuck is you the man if you don't even fall once
Awe fuck, I need to smoke, you irritated when I'm sober
If she don't know my tape then I'm gon' tell her that it's over
You know that she get with it, she no limit for a soldier
And if she throw it back like she the quarterback for Nola
Man this shit a breeze, I ain't letting niggas hit the Hennesy
I don't fuck with bitches if they puffing on that nicotine
Yeah, your face looking for the sympathy (no)
I'm face booking with the memories

Remember back when I was broke and I was staying at my girl pad
Yeah, now I done came up
I used to have to keep my clothes up in the corner in a trash bag
Yeah, now I done came up
Now I done been up on the road, but ain't forgot about a bus pass
Yeah, now I done came up
That's why it's fuck what niggas say, remember days when it was dumb bad
Yeah, now I done came up

I need that egg sandwich for the win when I wake up
Think it's cause I keep dropping all these, now my weight up
She ain't talking bringing through a friend then I hang up
Hope you ain't damaging your skin from they pay cuts
Wait up, wait up
All my life, I rode this shorty, asking God to give me worldly possessions
All my life I been the problem, wreck the party just to show you I'm extra
We ain't got no features so I hit her with that mask on
You ain't even hit yet cause you ain't got no backbone
Homie got a celly, he can't even hit back home
Ain't even got apps on, that's because that's his trap phone
Back up on the shit that got me popping in my land
You keep it in the hood, that ten dollars for a gram
Like how you gon' extend when you ain't even got a plan
Awe God damn, somebody, get your man cause...

Remember back when I was broke and I was staying at my girl pad
Yeah, now I done came up
I used to have to keep my clothes up in the corner in a trash bag
Yeah, now I done came up
Now I done been up on the road, but ain't forgot about a bus pass
Yeah, now I done came up
That's why it's fuck what niggas say, remember days when it was dumb bad
Yeah, now I done came up

Catching Feelings lyrics - Boogie (feat. Tink)

[Tink & Boogie:]
You say, you say, you say, you say anything
Hope you ain't got no plans with no wedding ring
Shits been seeming weird
I mean what's the problem here?

You turned your back, did the same on you
Been acting up, set the stage for you

Tell me you would never break my heart
It's crazy how we quickly fell apart
Catching them feelings, catching them feelings

[Boogie:]
Don't tell me you love me, no
Don't cover my eyes when it's raining and tell me its sunny, no
Damn, you the first to my aid and the first one to touch me
What's cool at that bottom? That kush done got rough and it stopped looking up
You thought you was above me
I'm feeling like...
(You should, you should)
Quit playing and come throw that pussy on me
(You should, you should)
Tell your friends to stop lurking and lookin
See you my nevada when I'm tryna' save up
I got nirvana, you gone fuck my faith up
I ain't trying to see your sauna, I've been trying to chill out
Every time I wake up I'm reminded of the drama
You know I ain't trying to Tink about it
Hoo! I make your heart heavy
Wonder if that made you fall faster
But I ain't tryin' to Tink about it
But now you out here fucking with some lame niggas
Knowing you don't want to be about it
Its 'bout time that a nigga told you "choose up"
See I ain't trying to fuck your views up and I ain't gotta tell you too much
Cause you say

[Tink & Boogie:]
You say, you say, you say, you say anything
Hope you ain't got no plans with no wedding ring
Shits been seeming weird
I mean what's the problem here

You turned your back, did the same on you
Been acting up, set the stage for you

Tell me you would never break my heart
It's crazy how we quickly fell apart
Catching them feelings, catching them feelings

Deja Vu lyrics - Boogie

It's the age we pay for our past shit, yeah, yeah
Never thought you'd settled for average, no, no
Heard your baby daddy a has been, yeah, yeah
Why the fuck you keep going back then, no, no
Musta thought about me in traffic, yeah, yeah
Musta noticed I'm in my bag then, yeah, yeah
No, my shawty can not be average, no, no
Don't you hit me and tell me tap in
Deep in your soul, you cease to grow
It means you know, you keep it low
Shit, deep in my phone, I creep, I scroll
I see you go, I know that
It's deja vu, it's deja vu, it's deja vu, it's deja vu

There ain't no place cause I got plenty to give
We upping Henny mixed with Chamomile
Wish we could jump from where we standing
Till we land on another planet
And I can tell you how I feel, feel, feel
There ain't no place cause I got plenty to give
We upping Henny mixed with Chamomile
Wish we could jump from where we standing
Till we land on another planet
And I can tell you how I feel, feel, feel

Fade (Freestyle) lyrics - Boogie

Fade away...
Fade away...

I been livin' on the edge (woah)
I been livin' off safety
I just pocket dialed god
I think he heard me talk crazy (woah)
I been swimming for a minute
I see niggas actin' fishy
I got bitches tryna bait me
I know my eyes keep flinchin cause
I keep on havin' visions of a nigga tryna play me
Gotta give me a 380
I already lost my lady
I can't let somebody do me shady
That's just somethin' I can not do
I know that pussy feels good
Not as good as the pussy from the girl that really got you
Look at how they got you
Shoutout to the dudes on my side I respect
I could name on the hand, shit it's only just a few
And shoutout to the line that they better never cross
If that energy get off, know that they can get it too
The homie's still a fool, I'm actin' like it's cool (shit)
Who am I to judge to say that he ain't livin' right?
Cause when I think about it when he ride with that strap on his lap
Only showin' that he care for his life
Hell hurt more knowin' with everything I give
It's a chance that the best of me might even get killed, no
Hell hurt more knowin' I gotta live here, shit
And it's a possibility that heaven ain't real
Can you think with your eyes?
Can you see with you mind?
Do you see me as blind?
All my jeans don't define, but the stream that's inside
Fuck a crease I done peeped this a wrinkle in time
And rest well Lil Peep, that depression shit is real
Better check up on your peeps
I ain't even hit my peak
Man I wanna drop my album every week
Shit, I might just be the reason why I leak (oh shit)
Got me tellin' you I'm pressed when you rell me that I'm next
Got me tellin' bout my growth when I tell you bout my ex
Got me tellin' me tellin' you so much, shit I'm runnin' out of breath
Aw man
We done fractured your hopes and your wounds to look open
Don't cast me away just embrace what's been broken
I'm showerin' regret you should bathe in the moment
Aw man
I had to pray today that I don't fall off by nighttime
And tomorrow I don't fade away

Fade away...

Hypocrite Freestyle lyrics - Boogie

My son is not the youngest, he is the oldest. Of his siblings. He is 15 years old, he has to watch this and this is put all over the outlets

They ain't never gone respect me
I know they never gone protect me
Damn, and I'm just hoping they arrest me
That's better than getting shot and forgot about the next week
Ain't try'na be no hashtag
See they keep opening these wounds and then they tell us to get past that
I think I finally got it clear, I gotta get rid of my fears
If we gone shed the first tear we better get the last laugh
Flashback to the guns up in my face
It's crazy that we still running cause our race
They love that we so blind that they tell us to go in silence
Tell us be open minded to another closed case
Slow paced, but I tripped on my own conscience
Damn man, I'm dealing with my own problems
I walking 'round like I'm this great dad, what my friends don't know is my kid just said Bompton
I hope I caught it quick enough to stop it
I swear I gotta show him change through this nonsense
The shit that really got me hot is how you niggas make these songs about killers just for profit
Stop it, I don't even want to get asked 'bout it
It's hard enough for me to rap 'bout it
Without me thinking I'm a hypocrite, I should be out here in this shit
Not trying to make a track 'bout it
Mmm, woah, that's why I feel like I ain't shit

It's good cops and bad cops
The bad cops, the good cops don't ever really say shit
Same shit man
Oh man
That's why I feel like I ain't shit
It's good cops and bad cops
The bad cops, the good cops don't ever really say shit
Same shit man

Ice Cream Paint Job Freestyle lyrics - Boogie

Woah, woah
I see you tripping off that faith that still ain't found you
Hatred that surround you, shit
Don't even sound cool
That bass, that ain't been sound proof
Proof, you niggas poop and I be damned if it stress me
I hate it when I'm in my bag and then a bitch want to text me
Shit I'm so easily distracted yes it's habit
I got my little check and spent a thousand on my mattress
Give a damn who still sleeping
I drop my tape in and niggas still reaching
They hate it when I sub
I give a damn I'm still teaching
I been side stepping
Mind stretching, vibe catching
For the right essence
I swear this shit is quite precious
I see y'all gassed up like we ain't puffin the same
And I don't think that y'all can fuck with my strain
Or fuck with my pain
I'm breaking it down, I put it in paper
[?]
Thirst 48 that's coming sooner than later
I swear, these local niggas got me watching
Can't get booked at South By yet they thinking that they popping
Let me get back to the flow
Like let me get back to the flow
Talk about your girl she getting F'd up on the low
Spell that shit backwards you a wolf and niggas know
All that coulda shoulda woulda coulda shit has got to go
I'm saying like, like
When will you niggas learn
When you praying to evolve certain bridges gotta burn
I'm out
Woah, woah
Shout out to Pigeons & Planes man we out here

Oh My lyrics - Boogie

Oh my goodness, oh my
Before I started rappin', if you niggas heard my story
Bet you'd be like, "Oh my goodness, oh my"
Was chillin' at the park and I got shot up with a 40
I was there like oh my goodness, oh my
I seen a nigga slippin', he got caught up with his shorty
I was there like oh my goodness, oh my
And all I knew was pain, man I ain't ever knew no glory

I was there like oh my goodness, I had to keep it pushin'
My mama in the kitchen, ain't no food up on the table
Used to ask her, "What you cookin'? Like what you cookin'?"
My niggas never read but if the coppers hit the block
Then you can bet they get to bookin'
Yeah, they get to boogie
If you ain't 'bout that issue and ain't finna impress your line
Then why the fuck you even lookin'?
Like why you lookin'?
That shit was set in stone
Man I done seen niggas get rocked, they prolly think that this shit Brooklyn
Bumpin' some Jigga, Chuckin' my "B" up
With a chick that say my name, ain't no other nigga to bring up
Like you gon' see us
I know these streets done got hot but so am I
I'd be damned if a nigga freeze up
Your tweets up, I be seein' them dudes rant
I've been grindin' for a minute like send us a new ramp
It ain't no Jordans when seein' them dudes camp
Know niggas who got work from sellin' their food stamps

Oh my goodness
Before I started rappin', if you niggas heard my story
Bet you'd be like, "Oh my goodness, oh my"
I seen a nigga slippin', he got caught up with his shorty
I was there like oh my goodness, oh my
I'm chillin' at the park and I got shot up with a 40
I was there like oh my goodness, oh my
You heard about my pain before you heard about my glory
I was there like oh my goodness

Like oh my
When mama woke me up for school she know that I was so tired
I used to look up out the window, see them niggas go by
And when I walked up out the door I knew that they was gon' try
Like oh my, but so what?
I keep it cool cause when you hot they get to crawlin' out
Thoughts of cuffin' a thot be the reason that I ain't thawin' out
It's more than bars with them niggas that you be talkin' 'bout
You gotta roam the streets with the niggas that you be callin' out
I'm hoppin' off of buses, right back to my thuggin'
We was askin' like, "Who want it?" I'm with all my niggas, all my niggas
I ain't ever frontin', been workin' on my judgement
You know I ain't ever budgin', shit, cause y'all my niggas, y'all my niggas
And that's forever, not needin' a new camp
I've been grindin' for a minute like send us a new ramp
It ain't no Jordans when seein' them dudes camp
Know niggas who got work from sellin' their food stamps

Oh my goodness
Before I started rappin', if you niggas heard my story
Bet you'd be like, "Oh my goodness, oh my"
I seen a nigga slippin', he got caught up with his shorty
I was there like oh my goodness, oh my
I'm chillin' at the park and I got shot up with a 40
I was there like oh my goodness, oh my
You heard about my pain before you heard about my glory
I was there like oh my goodness

Out My Way (Bitter Raps 2) lyrics - Boogie

Get the fuck up out my way ho
Way, way, nigga, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way

Get the fuck up out my way ho
Way, way, nigga, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way

Get the fuck up out my way ho
Way, way, nigga, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way

Get the fuck up out my way ho
Way, way, nigga, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way

You know these hoes be so messy
Let me organize my thoughts
Woah, woah, you got that flick in your lil' pistol
How ironic you got shots of something you ain't even shot
Woah, woah, his caption gon' say "gang gang"
Man, I ain't never being fair
You know these hoes be so flagrant
Unless you wifey, I don't lick her
Shit, you know it's no chasin'
How the fuck I still ain't poppin'?
All these niggas so basic
Know some niggas do photography to see these hoes naked
Cool hustle bro, just come and get this real work
I been with' it since krump dancin' in long tees to my knees
That should let you know I'm still turnt
Fuck it, who finna get killed first?
Thirst 48, I let you see this real life
Gotta watch what you been building
These niggas ain't built right
Been said I was gon' do it and fuck it, I still might
Turn my finger to a pistol, kill hype and still like...

Get the fuck up out my way ho
Way, way, nigga, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way

Get the fuck up out my way ho
Way, way, nigga, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way

Get the fuck up out my way ho
Way, way, nigga, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way

Get the fuck up out my way ho
Way, way, nigga, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way

Man, I be fuckin' your plans up if I told you to man up
Stop hittin' all yo homegirls and sayin' "Let's gram up"
You say you got a function, that shit finna be lit
The crazy thing about it, you ain't never gon' hit
Shit, I been sick of everything
I'm startin' to think that this ain't healthy
Woah, woah, like all y'all bitches in your insta videos
When y'all not talkin', might as well just took a selfie
Like woah, woah, the sexy face don't get you crackin'
If we magnified y'all life, we'd prolly' finally see who really poppin'
Woah, see I been dancin' with the devil
I ain't trippin', never panicked
I said fuck it and start milly rockin', milly rock
Milly rock, shit, let's get it poppin'
Never get no game 'less they was on that bench witcha
Oh, I see you in the club, you got yo fuckin' clique witchu
I don't think you niggas poppin'
I don't need no pic witcha
Tell me how that one bottle finna hold y'all ten niggas
I'm like, "pussy if you say so", high-key
That's the reason why I lay low like hey yo
Why you gotta be so fake for like way bro
Shit, I see it everyday though like hey yo

Get the fuck up out my way ho
Way, way, nigga, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way

Get the fuck up out my way ho
Way, way, nigga, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way

Get the fuck up out my way ho
Way, way, nigga, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way

Get the fuck up out my way ho
Way, way, nigga, way, way
Way, way, way, way, way

Aw man, these niggas still thirsty
Aw man, these bitches still thirsty

Violence lyrics - Boogie (feat. Masego)

[Masego:]
You you you
You can't even feel no more
You can't even feel no more
But everybody needs
You you you
You don't really want this violence
I said you don't really want this violence
I swear it ain't me
But, you you you

You don't matter 'cause I got love for you
Yeah, I got love
It don't matter 'cause I got love for you

[Boogie:]
They sold my intelligence, destroyed the evidence
Stepping in Devil shit, you smell it, it's Heaven sent
Connection was electric, but we all wired
With certain fears of being caught up in the crossfire
I love when you say you off and you finna come
I pray I don't get involved in your hit and run
You drive me crazy everytime that you give me some
It ain't no safety in your arms, make me get a gun
Really all I wanna do is zooma zoom zoom
Make you shake your rump when I shoot through
Ain't no full moon
You was doing all that "woofing" shit like too soon
Mak me "choo choo", lose my train of thought like "who you?"
You you, you get the portrait so I can see what you paint me ass
Think that my current darkness was born in my shady past
Think that that minor fall only got me that major bag
Only been saying that just to see what you been aiming at
Cause I don't think you know that

[Masego:]
You can't even feel no more
You can't even feel no more
But everybody needs
You you you
You don't really want this violence
I said you don't really want this violence
I swear it ain't me
But, you you you

[Boogie:]
I guess it's back to seeing liquor missed with agony
Steady attacking, I live to be your casualty
Some kind of strategy, you sleeping with your back to me
You text me daily words and seem to kill my battery
And don't be asking what I'm on when you know you doing wrong
When I put you in a song, but ain't tryna get you known
Be wasting my time, time and time in
Don't be telling me you home when you know you not alone
I been feeling like I'm going, like you shot me in my dome
Either way, it's a crime (violence, violence)
Yo, yo, the lost morals of my generations
Why we need heartbreaks for inspiration
Though we on different pages
Like don't be telling me you five minutes away when you know that I'm waiting
Don't be pulling up and turning off of your notifications
Cause I can see

[Masego:]
You can't even feel no more
You can't even feel no more
But everybody needs
You you you
You don't really want this violence
I said you don't really want this violence
I swear it ain't me
But, you you you