Dama

Yo tucker, you step up, but you ain't got the luck
Talkin' like you’re tough, last relationship was rough
You think you’re poppin', but you’re really just boping, date these ugly girls and they’re still cheating
Fake as the chain you wear, that’s part of your deal.
I’m spittin' fire, you just playin' pretend,
Talk big, but we all know how this’ll end,
You out here flexin', but you just a trend,
I'm the real deal, homie, I'm the one they recommend and that’s the end 
Tucker You ain't built for this, can't take the heat,
You talk a lot of mess, but you can't compete,
a beat ,I'm risin' while you stuck on repeat,
Keep talkin’ trash, but your just weak 
Your weak, man scared to death, and scared to look, you shook, you ain’t a crook son it’s just a shook one
Claimin' you the best, but you ain't even close saying stuff about the girls Tucker you, Finna get put in a swirl ,you can put a whole army against my team and i can guarantee it’ll be your very last time breathin,
I’m the king here, and you just failing class
I’m livin' large while you stuck in the past,
You flippin' your words, but it’s losin' its sass
I'm steady climbin', man, you ain’t movin' too fast,
Keep that weak talk, it’ll never last. 
Tucker You ain't built for this, can't take the heat,
You talk a lot of mess, but you can't compete,
I'm risin' while you stuck on repeat,
Keep talkin’ trash, but you’re just weak. 
Keep tryin', but you still won't shine,
I'm takin' over, it's my time to climb,
You out here frontin', thinkin' you divine,
But your game’s weak, girlfriends cheat and your style's out of line. 
So step back, lil homie, you should know your place,
You can’t touch this, can't keep up the pace,
Keep runnin' your mouth, but I’m in first place,
And this diss track? Yeah, it’s just my case. Don’t mess with the crust.

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Here’s the full drill track titled **"Block Flick"**, inspired by Central Cee’s style—punchy, cold, and smooth. --- ### **"Block Flick"** **(Intro)** Yo, yo (Uh) Step right, step left (Bap) Block too hot, gotta move with tech (Skrrt) Yeah, yeah **(Verse 1)** Came from the mud, had to level up quick, Now it's big racks every time that I flip. Told lil' bro, "Don't trip, just stack," Stay on point, gotta watch your back. Had no plate, had to make that meal, Now it's two-tone drip with the stainless steel. They don't slide, just talk, that's real, Came from the dirt, now I step in teal. **(Pre-Chorus)** I was outside in the cold, no coat, Now it's Moncler, when I step, it's toast. Ten toes deep, can't lack, no joke, Try touch mine, get wrapped, get ghost. **(Chorus)** They talk online, but they ain't on piss, Step on the block, get flicked like wrist. Came from the grind, had to take those risks, Now it's LV when I take those trips. **(Verse 2)** Old school days, had to trap in the ends, Now it's big plans, tryna stack these M's. Still gotta watch fake foes, fake friends, Smile in your face, then they snake in the end. Lurk with the gang, that’s a full-time shift, Cali in the spliff, that’s a full-time lift. Too much talk, but they ain't done shit, Back out the ting, make the whole block flick. **(Bridge)** Back then, no dough, no way, Now it's all cash, no chip, no pay. LV print when I step on stage, Still in the hood, but I move okay. **(Chorus)** They talk online, but they ain't on piss, Step on the block, get flicked like wrist. Came from the grind, had to take those risks, Now it's LV when I take those trips. **(Outro)** (Yeah, yeah) Block too hot, gotta move with tech, (Yeah, yeah) Stack that bread, invest, no flex. Block flick, I ain't gotta say too much, They know what’s up when we step, it's clutch.

--- (Intro) Yo, yo, Adama in the place, no cap, Came from the bottom, now we run that map. Big stepper, no talk, just facts, Move in silence, but the team's intact. (Verse 1) Adama pull up, the vibe too mean, Masked up, blacked out, move like a dream. Came from the struggle, now we stack that cream, Whole squad lit, yeah, we rep that team. Never been shook, never been weak, Ten toes down, yeah, I stand on my feet. Came from the dirt, now I roll too deep, Try test me? Get left in the street. (Chorus) Adama, Adama, spin that block, Came from the trenches, now we on top. No more losses, wins nonstop, Try move mad? Get cropped, get dropped. (Verse 2) Whole city know when I step in the zone, Drill so cold, yeah, my heart like stone. Try violate? Put a name on a stone, Came from the mud, now we sit on thrones. Money stack high, no time for a hater, Came up fast, now the watch got greater. Took that risk, now I’m ballin’ major, Boss moves only, see you later. (Bridge) Big back flex, no stress, just gain, Came from the pain, now we pop champagne. Drill flow mad, got ’em screaming my name, Adama too cold, yeah, we changing the game. (Outro) Adama, Adama, name in lights, Came too far, now the future bright. Big step energy, levels on heights, Try move wrong? It’s a long, long night.

Intro – Spoken / Melodic Flow) Yeah… Real love ain’t soft, it’s solid, it’s real. Even when the block’s hot, you still ride wit’ me... This one for you. (Beat drops – Hard bass, drill bounce kicks in) (Verse 1 – Hard, but smooth flow) With every move I make, thoughts of you stay in my head, I be outside, but your voice echo deep in my chest. Every time that I pull up, you the calm in my stress, Like a blessing in the trenches, baby, you heaven-sent. I see the world in your eyes, and the city in flames, Even in the coldest nights, you still whisper my name. Got my back through the struggles, you ain't switch on the game, Yeah, you different from the rest, ain't no need to explain. (Hook – Soulful) I really like what you done to me, I can't explain it, I’m so into you. I really like what you done to me, I can't explain it, I’m so into you. (Verse 2 – Raw, deeper voice, street poetry vibe) Could be the way that you hold me, Or how you never fold, when the world get lonely. When I’m out on the grind, you don’t trip, you just know me, Said the streets ain’t forever, but together, we golden. Still tuck the steel, but you my peace in the war, If they come for my soul, you the shield at the door. You the prayer in my lungs when my chest feel sore, We ain’t gotta say much, I just know that it’s pure. (Hook – Melodic with drill bounce again) I really like what you done to me, I can't explain it, I’m so into you. I really like what you done to me, I can't explain it, I’m so into you. (Bridge – Stripped down, deep voice, emotional feel) What I feel when I’m with you, Like a dream come true. Stay solid, never switch sides, Girl, it feel so right. (Outro – Beat fades, talking tone, deep reflection) Yeah… Real love stay standing when the world shake. Even gangsters need peace. And you mine. (Hook) I really like how you ride for me, Swear down, I can’t even lie to you. I really like how you slide for me, No cap, you know that I die for you. I really like how you move so cold, Heart on ice but you still stay bold. I really like how you keep me safe, No switch, no rat, no snake. --- You the one, I ain’t gotta say much, Held me down when the days got rough. You ain’t fold, never switched, no bluff, Real love, no gimmicks, no luck. Took my L’s, but you stayed through the rain, Now we up, now we swerving in lanes. Told me, “Move smart, don’t get lost in the game,” Now I run plays, never moving the same. I really like how you ride for me, Swear down, I can’t even lie to you. I really like how you slide for me, No cap, you know that I die for you. We been through it, but we still locked in, Made mistakes, but we never stop wins. If I lose it all, you still all in, That’s real, that’s more than talkin’. Told me, "Trust ain't built in a day," Had to learn how to move, how to play. Now we stacking, no minimum wage, Only boss moves, no time to waste. Yeah... Real ones don’t come twice. Loyalty ain’t just a word, it’s action. And you showed me that

Raise Your Money Thomas Yo, Thomas, your game is weak as hell, Lookin' like a troll, man, you need to gel. Glasses on your face makin’ you look blind, Fat kid, cross-eyed, lost in your mind. Broke as a joke, can’t even find change, With no bitches around, man, it’s lookin’ strange. You flexin’ on the gram, but it's all a front, Reality check, homie, you ain't got the stunt. Got that small weenie, ain't no one impressed, While I’m stackin' my racks, you just feelin’ stressed. Autistic retarded? Bruh, that ain’t a vibe, Step in this ring, see how I take your pride. Yo, you ain't got the heat, just chillin' in the shade, In the game of life, bitch, I’m gettin’ paid. You’re stuck in your room, playin’ Fortnite solo, I’m out in the streets, while you’re missin’ the flow. Fat and ugly? That's a rough combo, Lookin' like a sidekick in your own damn show. You’re the king of the zeros, I'm the flowin’ chief, Got the whole crew laughin’ while I’m bringin' the heat. Step back, plump boy, this ain’t your scene, I’ll take your shine, make your light so mean. Raise your money, Thomas, get off the floor, ‘Cause in this real game, you’re just a bore. So quit the frontin’, you know you can't compete, Chasin’ after dreams that are way outta reach. Call yourself a thug? Man, that’s pure fiction, I’m livin’ the life, with my crew on a mission. So take this diss, let it in your brain, Step it up fast, or I’ll make you feel pain. Raise your money, Thomas, change your game plan, ‘Cause I’m the real deal, you’re just a fat man.

Wrap It Up Lil Bro Yo, Mumbles, you think you a threat? But we all know you just a pet, Cross-eyed fatty, can’t see the scene, Tryna flex hard but you just a meme. Broke boy, ain't stackin' no dough, Got rejected, now you layin' low, Thought you was slick, but I'm callin' bluff, You ain't tough, you just soundin' rough. Ain't no game when I’m spittin’ these bars, You aim for the sky, but you ain't got stars, You autistic, but your flow's impaired, Wrap it up, lilbro, your dreams pre-pared. Lookin’ foolish with that sad little style, Try to front hard, but can’t go the mile, You say you a thug, but we see the truth, Ain’t no heat in your beats, just a wack excuse. Your rhymes got me laughin', man, what a joke, Mumbles out here soundin’ like he choked, Step back, kid, you ain't worth my time, This a crime scene, I'm takin’ what's mine. I roll with the real, you roll with the fake, When you drop, we all know it’s a mistake, Time to retire, put the mic on the shelf, Wrap it up, lilbro, better find yourself. This is chess, I’m the king in this game, You just a pawn, can’t even say your name, Bow down, recognize who holds the crown, You a lost cause, better stay underground. So take my advice, don't step to the best, Wrap it up, lilbro, take a long rest, I’m a beast in this game, you just a little pest, Mumbles, I’m done, time to put you to the test.

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[Hook] Hey dostum, bas gaza! (skrrt skrrt) Olmaz kanka, yakıtta az! (bruh) Cepte nakit? Kanka, kimde var?! (aha!) Sorma bana, bende de yok! (brrr) [Verse 1] Yokuş aşağı drift, gece full gaz! (skrrt skrrt) Motor sıcak ama yakıt yine az! (ey, ey!) Cepte nakit? Kanka, cebinde ne var?! (hmm?) Sorma bana, bende de yok, aha! (brrr, ey!) [Hook] Hey dostum, bas gaza! (skrrt skrrt) Olmaz kanka, yakıtta az! (bruh!) Cepte nakit? Kanka, kimde var?! (aha!) Sorma bana, bende de yok! (brrr!) [Verse 2] Bas gaza, şerit dolu (skrrt!) Yol kayar, AMG V8 modu (vroooom!) Üstümde Dior, cebimde euro (bling!) Banka full limit, hesap dolu! (yeah, yeah!) [Hook] Hey dostum, bas gaza! (skrrt skrrt) Olmaz kanka, yakıtta az! (bruh!) Cepte nakit? Kanka, kimde var?! (aha!) Sorma bana, bende de yok! (brrr!) [Verse 3] Yak dumanı, gece uzun (woah!) Yanlaya yanlaya döneriz tur (skrrt skrrt!) Cepte para, limit durur (nah!) Bize engel koyma, çözeriz bunu! (ey!) Risk almazsan, para gelmez (brrr!) Sana düşler, bize gerçek! (hmm?) Drift attım, kaydı lensler (skrrt!) Bütün ışıklar üzerimde! (bling!) [Hook] Hey dostum, bas gaza! (skrrt skrrt) Olmaz kanka, yakıtta az! (bruh!) Cepte nakit? Kanka, kimde var?! (aha!) Sorma bana, bende de yok! (brrr!) [Verse 4] Her gece sahne, para gelir (cash!) Trip atma, limit delik (nah!) Saat Rolex, zaman benim (bling!) İleri bak, sahne bizim! (ey!) Statta maç, kazanan biz (goal!) Şehir konuşur, limit limitsiz (woah!) Vites 6, turbo drift (skrrt!) Sokak bizim, her yer trip! (brrr!) [Bridge] Hızlı yaşa, yavaş ölme! (woah!) Işıklar sönsün, gece bölme! (nah!) Sokaklar yanar, hız kesme! (skrrt!) Sadece yaşa, problem etme! (ey!) [Final Hook] Hey dostum, bas gaza! (skrrt skrrt) Olmaz kanka, yakıtta az! (bruh!) Cepte nakit? Kanka, kimde var?! (aha!) Sorma bana, bende de yok! (brrr!)

(Intro - R&B, Soulful & Smooth) (Soft piano, deep bass, slow groove beat, angelic background vocals) I been lost, I been low… (low, low) Tryna find my way but the pain don’t go... Tell me, tell me, where do I go? Ohhh, where do I go? (go, go) (Beat fades in… gentle kick, hi-hats creeping in...) (Verse 1 - R&B Soul, Deep Emotion) Lately, I been moving on my own (own) Heart been heavy but I never let it show (noo, no) They say love is what you make it But I gave my all and you still couldn’t take it (Pause, slight beat switch – bass deepens, groove kicks in harder) (Pre-Chorus - Smooth & Hypnotic R&B) If I fall, would you catch me? (Catch me?) If I’m gone, would you miss me? (Miss me?) Tell me now, no pretendin’ I need truth, no beginnin’ (Drill beat slides in – beat drop!🔥) (Chorus - R&B & Drill Fusion, Catchy & Groovy) I’m all in, no half step (Step!) Real love, no past tense (Tense!) When I ride, yeah, I ride for real When I slide, yeah, I slide with skill I been lost, I been low (low, low) But my heart stay cold, I can’t fold (fold, fold) Ohhh, I gotta know (know, know) If you down, then let’s go! (Quick pause, then Moncliizy tag! 🔥) 🔊 "Moncliizy with the beat" (Beat slows down, stripped-down bridge, deep harmonies, raw emotion...) (Bridge - R&B Solo, Melodic & Passionate) 🎶 Ohhh, tell me where you wanna be? Is it here, right next to me? I need love, I need trust... Not just talk, I need us... (us, us) (Bass kicks back in – drill vibe resumes!💥🔥) (Verse 2 - Drill Flow, Confident Energy) 💥 They love when I’m down, but I rise like the sun Weight on my shoulders, I carry a ton Never go broke, I invest, then I run She call me the one, but I told her, “We young” Money don’t change me, but people do Loyalty rare like a see-through jewel If I take L’s, then it’s lessons too Turn pain to a vibe, that’s a boss’s move (Quick echo repetition for bounce!) 🔥 Boss’s move (move!) 🔥 Boss’s move (move!) (Beat switch again – new rap verse incoming!) (Verse 3 - Raw Drill Energy, Hard-Hitting) 💥 Told ‘em it’s love, but they never believed me Now when I shine, they be movin’ too greedy Back when I struggled, they left me to drown Now they want seats when I’m runnin’ the town Keepin’ it real, I can’t fake what I do Talkin’ on me? Better speak with the truth I see the hate when I step in the room Smile in my face, but they plottin’ my moves 🔥 Took a few losses, I made ‘em all lessons Now when I step, it’s a whole new presence Moncliizy made the song, they gon’ feel this R&B soul with the drill mix! (Beat slows down, outro coming in...) (Outro - R&B Fade Out, Emotional & Smooth) 🎶 All in... no past tense... Real love... no half step... Moncliizy made the song! (last mention, smooth fade-out) (Harmonies, soft piano outro, deep vibes lingering...)

[Intro] Telefon çalıyo’, iş gene büyüyo’ Zaman akıyo’, içim soğuyo’ Lamba Yeşil yanar, ama içim kırmızı Ne para ne hız, değiştiriyo’ yazıyı (skrrt!) [Verse 1] Geceler uzun, işler tıkırında Şampiyon gibiyim, her gün sahada Risk aldım, zar yine altımda (hah!) Büyük düşündüm, dedim "Bas gaza!" (vroom) İşimizi büyüttük, dedim "Az daha!" (more) Beni durduramaz hiçbiri asla! (yok) [Chorus] Lüks arabalar, hızlı yollar (skrrt) Dışardan kral, içerden enkaz (yeah) Dost sandıklarım şimdi nerede? (woah) Beni sevmediler, sadece cebimi (hah!) Lüks arabalar, hızlı yollar (skrrt) Dışardan kral, içerden enkaz (yeah) Dost sandıklarım şimdi nerede? (woah) Beni sevmediler, sadece cebimi (hah!) [Verse 2] Büyük konuştum, küçüldüm içimde Hırs dedim, savaş dedim, düştüm en dibe Işıklar yanar, sönmez sanarsın Ama yalnız kaldığında anlarsın Paran var ama bir şey eksik (skrrt) Dönmek istersin, yol çok karışık (brrr) Nereye gitsem de sonum hep aynı Ne kadar kazansam da içim hep kayıp [Chorus] Lüks arabalar, hızlı yollar (skrrt) Dışardan kral, içerden enkaz (yeah) Dost sandıklarım şimdi nerede? (woah) Beni sevmediler, sadece cebimi (hah!) Lüks arabalar, hızlı yollar (skrrt) Dışardan kral, içerden enkaz (yeah) Dost sandıklarım şimdi nerede? (woah) Beni sevmediler, sadece cebimi (hah!) [Outro] Telefon çalıyo’, iş gene büyüyo’ Zaman akıyo’, içim üşüyo’ Lamba Yeşil yanar, ama içim kırmızı Ne para ne hız, değiştiriyo’ yazıyı... (skrrt!)