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getting loose
I was bred to be a winner
I will never lose
But when it comes to these women
Pull em by the twos
Fuck her all day and night and send her home

Artist: Sycosis
Album: Find Me When You Wake Up
Song: No Secrets (SDF)
Credit: Written by Erik Roberts, Produced by Shayar
Recorded: Pots & Pan

of applause for Mr. Quay Miller
(Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes)
On November 10, he released the most streamed and controversial album
That will keep you on the edge

to go to school, when dad leaves I just sneak-by
And stay home just so I can be alone
Kate calls, Snowy too, I don't answer the phone
My brother's in

minutes
Drivin while I’m sippin Guinness
Screamin “free my fuckin niggas”
They be soon home haters
Rollin up spliffs in they probation papers
All I know is

And studio time make an album called grind
And then sit back and stack up a milli and shine
Make some out on the road and the hits come in fast
But always be

bogging yourself down
By talking on shit that you don't really know
Just let me flow
Don't try this at home
Don't go this alone
Anybody saying different

[Hook]

You ain't gotta go home (you aint gotta go), but you gotta get the hell up out of here
If you got someone (somebody), then go get you a room

living in my eyes
Cuz I ain't really all they say I am
I'm just a guy and I ain't got no pride (pride)
Whip through my city in a KIA by my damn self
Can't

year
It is never clear
Am I ever gonna change careers
Or drop another album and disappear

Who knows
By the way, I don't do shows
I stay home and scroll

until the album drop
So just stay tuned
You best believe I'm gon stack this green till it blue
Hate how everyone watching how I move
Stacking up my views

in what’s damned to bleed
I ain’t got no metaphors
I ain’t got entendres
I just got a lot of problems
Won’t you settle for
Like an album of me popping

shouldn’t be worried about if our home is invaded
By violence and beatings and tying the rope
In a moment imma take another minute to meditate
And apart from

these bitches be tripping on me
Used to be they idol saw success and now they switching on me
Brainwashed by amature look at them minions flipping
Bars

black whips that can speed down strips
No big straps that can levitate souls
No knife crime over two post codes
Look around, nice home, all white folk

dreaded
Use to tell her I love her just to get her legs spreaded
Never been desperate tired of being neglected
By bitches I never put second but they will

standing' by tha stove who washin' all my clothes
She said I don't do no good
I only do bad
And I never make em' happy I've only made em' sad
And there was

(Ah)
Oh Lord I was not hating of course
I just wanna be known making my money down home and abroad
From the album I've been keeping it green
I showed

in your mind
By thoughts and stress around you
This song
This album proves that you can get through it
You can Find yourself
Yeah in my mind i feel all

Listen up I got a story to tell
cbout a man who changed the world by changing himself
Into Black praising, Fact saying, Track slaying teacher
cs

could hit me on the cell
N I keep a heater by the belt
N I kept my ego on the shelf
Remember I was fucking Chantelle
Taste good n at least she didn't

how I know how to okay
I have an album that I'm putting together 
That's full of songs about a bunch of things I want to do better
And I believe in

if she want a new purse
Keep a small crew or the shit gon burst

This is vocal violation
Total penetration
Focal point distorted by rose glasses