YOU ARE NOT ALONE

Freddie's Inferno

Limbo

grave [prod. dustin] *OUT ON ALL PLATS*

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[HOOK]
You can’t, You can’t keep that girl from comin round
She’s just likes my sound
Pop a perc im getting loud, yea I’m loud yea
Shoot 9mm, 30 rounds
I’m airing out yo house 
And I’m killing off your spouse, yea yo spouse yea
Spark that fuckin blunt we at the park
I like it when it’s dark
In the brand new whip press the start, yea it start yea
You and me, no we not the same
I do it for the money 
And you do it for the fame you a lame
You can’t keep that girl from comin round
She’s just likes my sound
Pop a perc im getting loud, yea I’m loud yea
Shoot 9mm, 30 rounds
I’m airing out yo house 
And I’m killing off your spouse, yea yo spouse yea
Spark that fuckin blunt we at the park
I like it when it’s dark
In the brand new whip press the start, yea it start yea
You and me, no we not the same
I do it for the money 
And you do it for the fame you a lame

[VERSE]
I got Plans for the future I can’t tell to no hoe
This bitch hit my line like she already know
I don’t give no damns bout your problems no more
If you wanna get gassed up then take yo ass to the store 
I’m finna black out can some one stop him
If we having problems these bullets gonna solve them
Beat his ass then mf rob him 
Yea then I mughfuckin rob him

[HOOK]
You can’t, You can’t keep that girl from comin round
She’s just likes my sound
Pop a perc im getting loud, yea I’m loud yea
Shoot 9mm, 30 rounds
I’m airing out yo house 
And I’m killing off your spouse, yea yo spouse yea
Spark that fuckin blunt we at the park
I like it when it’s dark
In the brand new whip press the start, yea it start yea
You and me, no we not the same
I do it for the money 
And you do it for the fame you a lame
You can’t keep that girl from comin round
She’s just likes my sound
Pop a perc im getting loud, yea I’m loud yea
Shoot 9mm, 30 rounds
I’m airing out yo house 
And I’m killing off your spouse, yea yo spouse yea
Spark that fuckin blunt we at the park
I like it when it’s dark
In the brand new whip press the start, yea it start yea
You and me, no we not the same
I do it for the money 
And you do it for the fame you a lame

Comin Round 𖤐

SPLIT (prod. dustin)

SPLIT (prod. dustin) *OUT ON ALL PLATS*

I been ridin' round town 💨

Lyrics:
Yeah, ay, ay, ay
Post up, I’ve been ridin’ round town bitch
Hit em with the thermal scope, they gon’ fly quick
Whipping hondas, broken tint, crazy timing
Cashin’ all my royal checks, talking diamonds
What the fuck are you saying, I don’t really wanna know
Way too busy with shit, I’ve been selling out shows
Got your bitch on my dick, cause you know I’m fucking like that
Too quick, hit and miss, then I’m out back

Post up, I’ve been ridin’ round town bitch
Hit em with the thermal scope, they gon’ fly quick
Whipping hondas, broken tint, crazy timing
Cashin’ all my royal checks, talking diamonds
What the fuck are you saying, I don’t really wanna know
Way too busy with shit, I’ve been selling out shows
Got your bitch on my dick, cause you know I’m fucking like that
Too quick, hit and miss, then I’m out back

I feel you won’t last when these shots come by 
Keep playing with your life, you finna float like Mike 
Ray Charles when you speak, cause it’s never on sight
But really why you talkin’, when we not the same height?
Look, first things first, they can all get that work
I got a beam and a switch locked in, this might hurt 
Fuck a tombstone, I put his birthday on a shirt
Look, bitch I’m so sick, my sneeze on your hearse
Everytime I step out, someone girlfriend jockin'
Pull up to my show, that’s where I got them flocking
The way we sell out, hell naw we ain’t stoppin' 
And niggas ain’t simping, yo bitch took us shopping 
I'm a five star pimp, like a pimp named slickback
How you love that, when she out here getting dick slapped
She be going crazy everytime I pull this phone out 
And that’s why I can’t trust these hoes, cause look what yours about 

Post up, I’ve been ridin’ round town bitch
Hit em with the thermal scope, they gon’ fly quick
Whipping hondas, broken tint, crazy timing
Cashin’ all my royal checks, talking diamonds
What the fuck are you saying, I don’t really wanna know
Way too busy with shit, I’ve been selling out shows
Got your bitch on my dick, cause you know I’m fucking like that
Too quick, hit and miss, then I’m out back

Post up, I’ve been ridin’ round town bitch
Hit em with the thermal scope, they gon’ fly quick
Whipping hondas, broken tint, crazy timing
Cashin’ all my royal checks, talking diamonds
What the fuck are you saying, I don’t really wanna know
Way too busy with shit, I’ve been selling out shows
Got your bitch on my dick, cause you know I’m fucking like that
Too quick, hit and miss, then I’m out back

POST UP! (w. Cutty Vibez)

CUTTIES (FT. SOAP.) *SC EXCLUSIVE*

FALLING (prod. dwilly) *OUT NOW ON ALL PLATS*

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~lyrics~
pretty hoes tryna wish me well
get caught make em post my bail
roll down hear da bass
on the side is a drake
for the canes that raising hell
i dont know bout shit
if its not bout me
so watch every word you spell
aint a witch but ill pop out with my broom
taste my brand new shells

sorry girl
turned yo boo to a ghost
make him roll in the grave
when i come through late
tryna get some sunday throat
make his boys behave
fo they meet who made
every man thatd step to the 6
put the boys in a pool
bet it match my tek
that i left up on my wrist
when i went n fuck they bitch

wife beat on the fit
when i came through fast
man i bet they never see me
my watch on red
my bitch got peach
and my money luigi
this aint no game
i got that tendo
tendering these demons
they hit my gram
like sam i am
thing 1 thing 2 i beat it

not doctor seuss
im doctor doom
i send my ammunition quickly
my new chain get hella cold
it got the flu
im feeling sickly
send the shots like a vaccine
i keep the beam when feeling deadly
heaven been waiting for my reaping
they got reservations ready

pretty hoes tryna wish me well
get caught make em post my bail
roll down hear da bass
on the side is a drake
for the canes that raising hell
i dont know bout shit
if its not bout me
so watch every word you spell
aint a witch but ill pop out with my broom
taste my brand new shells

sorry girl
turned yo boo to a ghost
make him roll in the grave
when i come through late
tryna get some sunday throat
make his boys behave
fo they meet who made
every man thatd step to the 6
put the boys in a pool
bet it match my tek
that i left up on my wrist
when i went n fuck they bitch

WISH ME WELL (PROD.USER)

VICODIN (prod. dwilly & antoni) *OUT ON ALL PLATS*

LIGHT A SPLIFF w/ LOAT! (prod. DA)

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My Liver Will Handle What My Heart Can't

KILL YOURSELF (Part III)

KILL YOURSELF SAGAS XI-XV DROPS 05/26

[VERSE I: YUNG OOZE}

2 strikes
turn that pussy to a sacrifice
slash n gut the gar
ash the blunt and park
roll the window down and ask the price
i've always hated flashing lights
i'd rather grab the mask and knife
snag the cash in spite the fact i smashed your bitch for asking nice
i'm passing pipes and glass and spikes
i bag the ice
ignite the rags in gasoline
one strike of the match and now we talking thrice
3 strikes
i might forget the events of tonight
ruby all bite
leave em bleeding
leave the scene and say goodnight

[VERSE II: LIL CUT THROAT]

if we got business motherfucker
let me know
everybody know my rep since 1994
i don't swing high if i got that nine
bitch in Calvin Klein
blunts borderline
fuck it still smoke it anyway
i be that suicidal worshipped idol
filled up with that medication
burning bibles 
grab your child
chopper style a generation
reading revelations got me thinking
been ready to die but i ain't got no fucking patience
you feel me

[VERSE III: SHAKEWELL]

waking up dirty sodas get poured in
i had some blues, but i sold em
keep k's in glocks, but they stolen
i might just flip em and profit
makin more off licks
run your pockets
my OG's poppin a rocket
i pray to God they free Gozm
but God don't hear me
these prophets is all too fake so i'm mobbin
if you can't get em
i got em
pull up and handle the problem
squeeze 3 hear it move through he breeze
now you standing bloody can't breathe
got goonies who gone off that tweak
sip syrup and drank Hennessy
that just be the truth through these streets

KILL YOURSELF Part XIV: The Vulture Saga

VENOM (FEAT. SHAKEWELL)

[VERSE I: Lil Cig]

Northside shorty pull up in a drop top
3 AM with the night back drop
popping on pills like I pop cough drops
multi-millionaire all from my laptop
slob on my knob until your jaw lock
came a long way from rocks in my sock
moon walk on the block
while I'm sipping on Wok
took a whole year off and we still on top
still the same boy that came from Jeffer Street
still the best friend that the devil keep
always burning up
triple six degrees
lock Scarecrow in hell and throw away the key

[HOOK: Lil Cig & 40 Blunts]

As the years go by
another day closer to death
time is ticking
hurry x 3

[VERSE II: 40 Blunts]

As the years go by
all the things that you were gonna do
you never did 'em
now you're wondering how come they never listen whenever you're talking
look who the fuck just walked in
time to clear the air
fuck that
I'll be coughing until my coffin
and in my coffin I won't toss and turn
instead I'll rest
I've earned some sleep 
let me dream up sheep
release me into the deep
cover up my head with the sheet
As the years go by
the same fuck girls will be fucking the same fuck boys
as the years go by
the same heroes you once had have been reduced to a toy
as the years go by
the drugs used to be fun
now, they've become a problem
as the years go by
before your life even begun
now, it's coming undone

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