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1.	stuck 01:36	lyrics	buy track
I’m gon’ stuff my bag Still gon I do what I want My bro make the pass They get flew with the punt Me and failing clash, I ain’t losing for nothing Hundred on the dash, he can snooze if he want to (Bitch, it’s up) Nigga, we gon’ pass him and cruise for the fun I just finished cashing the blues for the month I’m gon run it back ‘til I’m woozy and numb I’m gon run it back ‘til I’m woozy and numb Bitch it’s up Bitch it’s up Bitch it’s up, aye And it’s stuck And it’s stuck And it’s stuck, bitch Bitch it’s up Bitch it’s up Bitch it up, yeah And it’s stuck And it’s stuck And it’s stuck, bitch Bitch it’s up Just wanna say I’m so proud of you man They don’t know that playing with redveil is playing with fire It’s gonna burn the entire house down It’s gonna come down There’s gonna be no oxygen, it’s gonna suck the air out the room But in the process, my man’s Marcus Don’t forget yourself, man Don’t forget to breathe because with the fire there’s a lot of smoke And with the smoke, there’s a lot of mirrors Remember yourself always Bitch it’s up Let’s run it
2.	giftbag 02:49	lyrics	buy track
Nigga get off my dick Then get out my gift bag Niggas be hoes and switch I ain’t come in to chit chat I been on hunt for chips I would just chill, I miss that Brody done lost his bitch Nigga come get your lick back Nigga get off my dick Then get out my gift bag Niggas be hoes and switch I ain’t come in to chit chat I been on hunt for chips I would just chill, I miss that Brody done lost his bitch Nigga come get your lick back Nigga come get your lick back I’m where the chips at Zelle in the cut where the zip at Throw the sack, I’ma split that Boy you a hoe, better fix that Rockin vans, had ‘em mismatch Knew that I wasn’t gon’ switch back Now I can’t even sit back I’ma turn up the degree (Hey) Then blow like I’m walking with heat Said he ain’t see no motion, ain’t talking to me Niggas imposter to me Know they standing him up, bruh he not on his feet I been too sharp, I can see I been cranking the raps I been cranking the beats So that 100% come to me, like Nigga get off my dick (What?) Then get out my gift bag Niggas be hoes and switch I ain’t come in to chit chat I been on hunt for chips I would just chill, I miss that Brody done lost his bitch Nigga come get your lick back Nigga get off my dick Then get out my gift bag Niggas be hoes and switch I ain’t come in to chit chat I been on hunt for chips I would just chill, I miss that Brody done lost his bitch Nigga come get your lick, lick Nigga get off my dick Nigga get off my dick Nigga get off my dick Then get out my gift bag Nigga get off my dick Then get out my gift Don’t give a fuck bout no risk, ain’t tryn’ slip back Don’t got no cuts, shit mad crisp where my wrist at I’m in a rush, can’t be sick I won’t get back Cause I’ma touch all my dreams, not no kickback So get the fuck off my dick, out my gift bag (Bitch) Bitch get the fuck off my dick, out my gift bag (Bitch) Bitch get the fuck off my dick, out my gift bag Bitch get the fuck off my dick, out my gift bag Yeah (Bitch)
3.	redveil & JPEGMAFIA - black enuff 02:35	lyrics	buy track
In the sun, I ain’t black enough Oh some funds got him acting up? Nigga jump in a aqueduct Niggas know that you wack as fuck In the sun, I ain’t Black, black Black, black Black, black enough In the sun, I ain’t Black, black Black, black Black, black enough Who been putting in minimal pain? Already showed ‘em it’s up and it’s stuck Wear my scars, who the fuck is ashamed Never me, I’ma keep it a buck You get charred if you step in my range So you might as well stay in the cut I ain’t midas, but stain what i touch I ain’t hiding, I came in to crush, bitch Who told that black boy to hate himself? Who told my sister she ain’t worth a cent? Grin on my face from watching crackers melt Stand on that shit, boy I cannot pretend Niggas ain’t spilling tears when karma dealt I’m just gon’ play a little violin I ain’t gon water down just for some wealth bitch In the sun, I ain’t black enough Oh some funds got him acting up? Nigga jump in a aqueduct Niggas know that you wack as fuck In the sun, I ain’t Black, black Black, black Black, black enough In the sun, I ain’t Black, black Black, black Black, black enough In the sun, I ain’t Black, black Black, black Black, black enough In the sun, I ain’t Black, black Black, black Black, black enough Man they said I ain’t black enough Maybe ‘cause I don’t act enough Niggas out here be acting tough I don’t put on a act for none I came through like a glitch in the game (What?) Talk my shit and I backed it up They still say I ain’t black enough They’ll still say I ain’t black enough This won’t last Three, four tabs I get to acting up Man this cookout is packed as fuck With these crackers y’all asked to lunch That’s the beauty of backing it up (What’s up?) Is my niggas don’t ask for nothing Rather bring out the Source Awards Then they hit up a Grammy brunch Huh I know these niggas ain’t seeing me These niggas never believe in me I know the stakes I know the real from the fake Opinion from media takes I’m at a stage Work like it’s minimum wage For money and critical praise Fuck out the way You better watch what you say Your black life won’t matter today, nigga Black, black Black, black Black, black enough In the sun, I ain’t Black, black Black, black Black, black enough In the sun, I ain’t Black, black Black, black Black, black enough In the sun, I ain’t Black, black Black, black Black, black enough
4.	f2g (feat. Mekdelawit) 02:37	lyrics	buy track
(Hey) Bitch Uh, uh Fucks to give, oh Running out, running out, running out Running out, running out, running out Running outta fucks to give Tell me why I’m running outta fucks to give Running outta fucks to give Tell me why I’m running outta fucks to give, oh Running outta fucks to give Tell me why I’m running outta fucks to give Running outta fucks to give Running outta fucks to give Uh Pop my shit like a bad bitch (What?!) I ain’t gon’ paint in they palette Talk my shit from my palace (Yeah!) Bet I’m gon get dramatic That’s just one of my habits (Bitch) Assimilation, I ain’t gon’ have it I’m being patient, so they can’t crash it How you hating and ain’t really fucking with me? (Uh) No shame, bitch I’m so into me Out the box, in the frame, so they stuck here with me Know I’ma retain what I need for the cheap I’ma go insane if they touching the cheese Joystick in my hand, bitch, I got the cheats Dormant what I am when I ain’t with the beat I don’t understand what be getting into me i don’t understand what be getting into me Running outta fucks to give Tell me why I’m running outta fucks to give Running outta fucks to give Tell me why I’m running outta fucks to give, oh Running outta fucks to give Tell me why I’m running outta fucks to give Running outta fucks to give Running outta fucks to give Um, Brother Veil I looked everywhere, and unfortunateling I couldn’t find any fucks, man Pop my shit, I’m a bad bitch Come here, speak my language Try me, see what happens You know I ain’t average I been just fine without you (Uh) You thought that I’d never break through baby How much time did it take you, baby? And you want me to repay you baby? Found out karma’s a bitch And can’t cover up with tattoos all the things you been through Now you look like a trick Got some lines that you could read through But no fucks to give you While you throwin’ a fit Got my hands on my hips I ain’t got the time to text you While you throwin’ a fit Got my hands on my hips I ain’t got the time to I’ve been runnin’ out of Running outta fucks to give Tell me why I’m running outta fucks to give Running outta fucks to give Tell me why I’m running outta fucks to give, oh Running outta fucks to give Tell me why I’m running outta fucks to give Running outta fucks to give Running outta fucks to give Running outta fucks to give Running outta fucks to give (Running out, running out) Running outta fucks to give Running out, running out, running out
5.	captain 03:22	lyrics	buy track
Bitch Damn Yeah, nigga We can tell that he cappin’ for real Niggas know I’m the captain for real Newbies match with the jacket for real I just threw on this fashion for real Said he steering, he cappin’ for real Niggas know I’m the captain for real Newbies match with the jacket for real I just threw on this fashion for real I got way too much passion to kill Throw that leather, I’m back in the field I been clever, I’m back for da bills He want smoke, then it’s pack in the mail I been hearing they flak and it’s frail Shut my eyes, saw a plaque in the mail And the code, bitch, I’m cracking it still In that mode, I ain’t lackin’ a meal Hop in the front seat, nigga what’s up I’m out the country looking for bucks I could of took myself out the pain Nigga, this drum beat why I get up I don’t know defeat, shawty estranged Green in my face, I’m trying my luck Keeping that pace, I ain’t lettin’ up Keeping that We can tell that he cappin’ for real Niggas know I’m the captain for real Newbies match with the jacket for real I just threw on this fashion for real Said he steering, he cappin’ for real Niggas know I’m the captain for real Newbies match with the jacket for real I just threw on this fashion for real Real But it ain’t no soul that could say what I know I was static and trapped, but my feet on the road I been fucked up I been fucked up But I know where to go I been fucked up I been fucked up But I know where to go Where to go Don’t need autonomy grieved, I put direction over speed Gotta put trust in my needs, don’t give a fuck if you appeased Ain’t like that shit is a breeze But they ain’t lookin over me, so I’ma stay true to the seeds I planted back when shit was easy I been knew they was gon’ bloom And they ain’t even believe me All I did was just give ‘em the room Now the whole room receive me Ain’t gon act like that’s something I knew And this shit ain’t been dreamy But I know they can’t seize me Bitch, I know they can’t seize me No, they can’t seize me No, they can’t seize me (We can tell that he cappin’ fr) No, they can’t seize me No, they can’t seize me We can tell that he cappin’ for real Niggas know I’m the captain for real Newbies match with the jacket for real I just threw on this fashion for real Said he steering, he cappin’ for real Niggas know I’m the captain for real Newbies match with the jacket for real I just threw on this fashion for real We can tell that he cappin’ for real Niggas know I’m the captain for real Newbies match with the jacket for real I just threw on this fashion for real Said he steering, he cappin’ for real Niggas know I’m the captain for real Newbies match with the jacket for real I just threw on this fashion for real We can tell that he cappin’ for real Niggas know I’m the captain for real Newbies match with the jacket for real I just threw on this fashion for real
6.	pwf 02:45	lyrics	buy track
Let them finger coils do what they do I ain’t never bit off more than I chew Heard they bitter that I’m rubbing it in But they would too if they was ever masseuse You ain’t stick it to me, stick to the truth They ain’t pick me, I just got up and flew Since a pickney I’ve been shifting the room The shit just fit me so it’s what I pursue I’m in cargos up in Largo Award show when I’m wearing a suit Said he hard, boy that shit is a ruse Brody call and he say what’s the move I ain’t far, what you getting into? Nothing large, still the money pursuit I ain’t calm when it’s time to maneuver I turn that off, bitch don’t get it confused (Bitch) I can’t survive off a Zoom and a clock in I’ma get rich out my room, nigga watch it They ass all gon’ get exhumed when I walked in Bitch I was sharp out the womb Niggas be wanting your doom, tryna bargain They eyes is really just glued to the margins Tryn’ interrupt my lil bloom but I’m locked in I just been hitting resume, uh Biting who giving you food outta pocket I can’t be fucking w you I’ma keep hugging the blues through the blues I feel like that pain be the muse, be the muse And we was the same, but he snoozed then he lose That’s the game, boy you fucked if you cruising Switching gears got my hands full of bruises Bitch, uh I said, fuck a hook, I ain’t doing that shit And I swear that he stupid or maybe he dumb if he think that he ruining shit And my nigga Rayan got me out Chicago, no way that we losing this shit (Man, what?) ‘Cause I’d rather be sharing the same clothes with my brother than calling it quits Man, uh Got the platform and the plan Bitch it’s hats off when I stand I ain’t blast off, what he saying? What? Uh Took the cast off, ain’t decay But ain’t no last brawl ‘til I fade We ain’t gon’ dash off to the shade What? But even if I ain’t seeing the sun When my seed see the light I just want him to know if it’s calling him He better run Nigga you better run Wipe that blood if u see it, you might see a ton They don’t know how we won But I know that we playing with fire, it’s done Bitch Uh, uh Nigga, word to my mother, it’s done Nigga, word to my father, it’s done Nigga, word to my brother, it’s done Nigga, word to my sister, it’s done Nigga, word to my lover, it’s done Nigga, word to my hunger, it’s done Nigga, word to my youngins, it’s done Word to all that I love, bruh it’s done Word to all that I love, bruh it’s done Oh, my man’s Marcus A.K.A redveil, not for sale See, the EP is done, but they not finished, yadamean? They must rewind to the track number one Listen all over again They play with the fire they get burned

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released April 17, 2023

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