(RICKY HIL)
Pull my pants up, keep my head high
I know my mama pray, pray I never die
Tryna live my life, you tryna live a lie
I always tell the truth, like polygraph
Just tell the truth even if we’ll probably laugh
Well these days if she ain’t bad I’ll probably pass
Even if she put it up ona silver platter
This is Ricky Hil & NØTHIN MATTERS
I always think about what I couldn’t be
This bitch about to see what she shouldn’t see
Cuz the devil won’t get over me
So I’m on my knees with this rosary (yeah, [?])
My ex bitch said she miss me
I can’t count all the times that she dissed me
So I don't care about shit now
Ima lock my fuckin door let my wrists bleed
Bitch please, rolling big leaves
That bitch pussy water
I fucked the pastor’s daughter
Her daddy is a liar, always tryna buy her
454 S.S. chrome plates Michelin tires
Black paint with the buckets though
Ricky Hil got my bucket low like fuckit though
Limosa Nostra
[Sample]

(CL0WNY)
I hate it when I wake up
So I'll stay up
Till the day comes
Long hair that's to hide where my face was
Rollin stained blunts
You know I stay numb
Nothin Matters to me I can't ever change up
They can't sway us
I still make runs
Type Late high stakes tryna make somethin
Kill snakes count cake ima shade of nothin'
For this kicked the bucket still I can't escape
Musta messed it up I do not feel too great
At times had enough cuz each days the same
But I'll keep the lump I won't say a thing
Smokin' concentrate to keep me concentrated
I get frustrated at my memory fadin'
It evaporates leaving just the base
No day not dazed I'm to blame
I could End it all
Or I could send a song
Outwit demons in my head
Know they want me dead
I'll cut through their neck on day
I ain't pressin' pause
Till the film falls off
By then I'll be gone
They gone claim they 'bout this
Nothin Matters Know You Doubt this
Ricky Hil he knows our sound hits
From the ville we from the ground its
LIMØSANØSTRA know I told ya
From the start we only go up
And it's cold and it's dark
Like my soul got no hearts left
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(MULLAXUL)
Black on black like the night is
I don’t give a shit about shit in my life Bitch
Imma roll the dice, Bitch is hella nice
Land snake eyes Say I’ve been fine
But the generation lies
They don’t know shit, I ghost them
A dumb bitch, I’m roasting
I’ve been slumped since Thursday through Thursday... been worse days
When I’ve prayed with my hands together..
A world I never met her or a way to just forget everything
I ain’t gonna tell you about the failures that I come from
I can’t be sold on a dream cause I might not wake up
Imma stay up and watch time fly
I’ve learned from my mistakes, and they’re all lies
We’re on a level and it’s way beyond the bar
We’re in the sky, but we’re driving in the car
I wanna die, but won’t take it that far
She gonna cry, try to visit me on Mars