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97 Xpress

by Afta Hill

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1.
Lights Out 02:35
Working on the schemes Gotta put on for my team moving closer to the dream Working on the schemes Gotta put on for my team Moving closer to the dream Nah nah nah nah Making moves with the fiends gotta put on for my team blood pact for the green Nah nah nah nah This is not a game, it’s a lifestyle This is not a phase, it’s my life now all my children making claims, better pipe down .45 in thier head shooting lights out Shooting lights out see the lights (Gotta shoot, Gotta shoot) (keep it running, keep it running) Smoking on grade, cus I’m stressing too much these days you call it broke, but I call it self made I ain’t racing but you call it last place I’ve been working hard 3:30 in the morning Visions of the sex we would have if I was over Perspective is a bitch cus I’m focused on the blowup For now, I’m gonna piece this shit together while I roll up Working on the schemes Gotta put on for my team Moving closer to the dream Nah nah nah nah Making moves with the fiends gotta put on for my team blood pact for the green Nah nah nah nah This is not a game, it’s a lifestyle This is not a phase, it’s my life now all my children making claims, better pipe down .45 in their head shooting lights out
2.
No Filter 02:44
Mi amor Dooset daram Dooset daram (jooneh delam) Baby Mi Amor Dooset Daram Dooset Daram (Jooneh Delam) Snapchat killer, no Instagram filter Slay baby, slay get paid baby, paid Looking at yourself in the mirror them hips don't lie like Shakira Slay baby, slay Get paid baby, paid Mi amor Dooset daram Dooset daram (jooneh delam) Baby Mi Amor Dooset Daram Dooset Daram (Jooneh Delam)
3.
I was making Japanese And she's watching DVDs In Oakland, in Oakland Now I'm driving up the 5 And she waits till I arrive In Oakland, in Oakland Everything, that I wanted Only gotta drive for the moment If you tell me "turn around, " then I'm on it For the moment, but you know me You know how I get when I'm lonely I think about you and the moments But everything you do is so Oakland, so Oakland Foot on the gas I'm just trying to pass All the red lights And the stop signs I'm ready to go
4.
I’mma make you rich, yeah yeah I’mma make you rich, yeah yeah yeah yeah I’mma make you rich, yeah yeah I’mma make you rich, yeah yeah I’mma make you rich, yeah yeah I’mma make you rich, yeah yeah yeah yeah I’mma make you rich, yeah yeah I’mma make you rich, yeah yeah Flying up the 404 Fuck it hit the 407 Hit the blunt, pedal to the medal Squad blowing up my line Usually, pick up but Everything can wait Cus we’re in heaven Girl I wanna simple life Couple dozen plaques, in a villa right Tehran girl, so I treat her right Tehran girl, so I eat her right Money moves Love lies in a bed a truth Undress let me see you move Only you could stop me thinking money moves Love yours, and your mine, til the money moves I’mma make you rich, yeah yeah I’mma make you rich, yeah yeah yeah yeah I’mma make you rich, yeah yeah I’mma make you rich, yeah yeah I’mma make you rich, yeah yeah I’mma make you rich, yeah yeah yeah yeah I’mma make you rich, yeah yeah I’mma make you rich, yeah yeah
5.
Reasons 02:22
She needs a reason to love She don’t let no one inside her heart Plenty of reasons to fuck Like all the drugs that’s inside of us She needs a reason to love She don’t let no one inside her heart no Plenty of reasons to fuck like all the drugs that’s inside of us so let me love you She needs a reason to love She don’t let no one inside her heart Plenty of reasons to fuck Like all the drugs that’s inside of us She needs a reason to love She don’t let no one inside her heart no Plenty of reasons to fuck like all the drugs that’s inside of us
6.
She wanna dance She wanna party Yeah, come here girl She want it all she can't afford it She just wanna party She bad as fuck She want it all She just wanna party She wanna dance She wanna party Yeah, come here girl
7.
Roxanne 00:58
Drop my top, she get off her tot Gettin' head from a thot, think her name Roxanne Lean, lean, Wock, bitch, I ain't gon' stop Only pour straight drop, think I need more Xans Your bitch on go, got the blicks on go But the clip so long, wouldn't fit in my pants Chain on froze, gotta wipe my nose I don't need no flash just to make these dance Drop my top, she get off her tot Gettin' head from a thot, think her name Roxanne Lean, lean, Wock, bitch, I ain't gon' stop Only pour straight drop, think I need more Xans Your bitch on go, got the blicks on go But the clip so long, wouldn't fit in my pants Chain on froze, gotta wipe my nose I don't need no flash just to make these dance Roxanne, Roxanne, Roxxane, Roxanne, Roxanne Roxanne, Roxanne, Roxxane, Roxanne, Roxanne Roxanne, Roxanne, Roxxane, Roxanne, Roxanne Roxanne, Roxanne, Roxxane, Roxanne, Roxanne
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9.
458 01:24
Shorty wanna smoke til we pass out Out of spite in the club with her ass out We don’t want another in line, Groupies gonna swipe, cards never declined no, Plotting on the 458, stampede on the plate Home run when we play And you could hit a grand slam shorty Eat ya kitty, wash it down with some coffee Smoke blunts, never catch us coughing kept stacking all these Ms to the coffin Rid em and Fuck it I’mma get the finish and I don’t even have to spit this shit, no writtens, oh In the mother fucking dome I’mma go straight off the mother fucker like you know and I Slide in like I’m coming through to home And you can’t stop us, bad faith in the zone
10.
Superfly 03:07
Baby slow it down got you gripping You in drive yeah Put it in reverse back it up and slowly whine it Got me in the sky Cus you super super fly yeah Super fly yeah Super super fly yeah, Like woah You got me in my feeling take it slow I love the way you push up on me baby These kisses on your neck could bring us close I’ll leave a couple marks for the morning And you’ll leave a dozen more when you moaning Ay Super model when you naked baby Full throttle got you racing baby girl Baby slow it down got you gripping You in drive yeah Put it in reverse back it up and slowly whine it Got me in the sky Cus you super super fly yeah Super fly yeah Super super fly yeah, Like woah Baby you give me my confidence I’m anxious Cus I’m chasing these accomplishments You keep me in your rhythm when you hop on this Your waves shooting through me when you stop and spit Baby I’m awful lit Because we awful sick That’s why we smoke and fuck Because we’re numb to it Keep me grounded as we’re flying through the continents Your the melody of love, moan’s are awful rich You got me lost again Baby slow it down got you gripping You in drive yeah Put it in reverse back it up and slowly whine it Got me in the sky Cus you super super fly yeah Super fly yeah Super super fly yeah, Like woah
11.
Take this as a confessional Cus when I’m out here man I never feel professional I’m 21 but I’m out here feeling hella grown I know some people wish me harm and hope I die alone Like why the violent tone? But I digress I’m feeling blessed A couple hundred dollars monthly is my Buddha’s rent I gotta keep myself higher than my expectation But leaving bed is kinda hard Cus I’m still in the basement I know I’m young and this just the beginning Paranoid so I’m cold to these bitches And the ice I’m skating on keeps on thinning I’ve seen em scheming so I leave em alone Stay with my wifey at home I hope she with me forever Or Til death do us wrong Fuck it I’m on one Or maybe two or half a dozen Cus this anxiety wont let me meet with death’s cousin Nothing These mother fuckers looking like bitch you bluffing But they don’t know nothing Yeah Take this as a confessional When it comes to words I’ve never been professional I’m 21 but I’m out here feeling hella grown I know some people wish me harm and hope I die alone Like why the violent tone?

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released March 1, 2019

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