( lyrics )

Smoking all day still low 
I dont wanna feel this shit
Enemy spotted 720 no scope
Watch this hit first try

She dont really know what she into
And shes gonna find out too late
I promise Ill hurt you if you get too close
And you already too close so please

I work my fingers to the bone
I’m a skeleton i know I should eat a sandwich I’ve been told
But i wont
Stay closed 

Ive been told to open up but i dont have store hours
Bipolar ice cold North Pole habitat babygirl goes from sweet to sour Like a cabbage patch
Youve said alot you cant take the damage back
Im the one that got away ive been told from the past
So shes dug her nails in and shes gotten to attached
But their freshly manicured so ill learn to adapt

The m3 stick but the m4 automatic
I pull up hot and im hopping out blastin
I think back way back when
What has made me like this
Lil baby wrist on fro yo
SUV solo
Im driving round the city avoiding all the po pos
I already I knew
And I didnt wanna know tho
Im hanging from a string like a mother fucking yo yo

All black everything they say i look depressed
WELL MAYBE I AM
At least im it do it in style
Size 10 point 5 walk a mile
I dare you you try and smile
I really wish i had someone to talk too, its been a little while

Demons inside me Infested yeah
Bottles of booze I Ingested yeah
Give me a different perspective yeah
Demented and feeling neglected yeah

Used and abused and rejected yeah
Bruised and accused need protection yeah
There is no excuse
And i am not amused
This is not how you treat a bestfriend yeah

The m3 stick but the m4 automatic
I pull up hot and im hopping out blastin
I think back way back when
What has made me like this
Lil baby wrist on fro yo
SUV solo
Im driving round the city avoiding all the po pos
I already I knew
And I didnt wanna know tho
Im hanging from a string like a mother fucking yo yo
Smoking all day still low 
I dont wanna feel this shit
Enemy spotted 720 no scope
Watch this hit first try

yoyo

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yoyo ( ryini )

Flying Colors Prod.(Eazy-A & RG)

Certified Goth Boy Catch Me Bumpin That Sad Sh!t

OUTSIDE

Join Bame as he takes a journey of accountability along with a certain someone! Who do you blame?

DIAMONDBAR ANGEL

Shoutout to eeryskies, beat below:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C3iJ1rIonvc

"Blind" demo prod. eeryskies

white rooms

indifferent

Bitch get merked
Popping on these pills but the pain keep getting worse
She gon suck me up but I’m gon dip inside her purse
Fucking on her bestie I don’t know who did who worse
That’s my curse

I’m gon get my get back
Bitch I need them big racks
Lil bro talk some big smack
get ya self a Big Mac
Yes I know you big mad
They like where the fuck Kris at
I ain’t that hard to find I know
All he do is big cap

Bitch get merked
Popping on these pills but the pain keep getting worse
She gon suck me up but I’m gon dip inside her purse
Fucking on her bestie I don’t know who did who worse
That’s my curse

Bitch boy we know that you really not down with that shit
Fuck a 5, fuck a 10, I need 30 for my bitch
Yo bitch want it all, tell her she can’t have my kids
Oh my God, make no sense
Maybe I just hit and dip

Who Worse (xhaji)

+ressurect+ 💕 [prod. cardo + pastel] ig. @kkyyogre

You and me no fog around


That was back in my rule 

You know me I couldn’t write rules

Baby you know me and I duel 

Baby that was back in high school

And baby are you on to my ruse 

I was tryna find love

Were you tryna find you


Aye gov type cover up

Who woulda known

Baby that was back in high school 

You know me I couldn’t write rules 

But baby that was back in high school

So leave me lone 

I was tryna find love 

I was tryna find home


But baby that was back in high school 

I’m going home 

You know me I couldn’t write rules 

Who woulda known 

But baby that was back in high school

So lemme lone 

I was tryna find love 

I was tryna find home


But baby that was back in high school 

That was back in my rule 

You know me I couldn’t write rules

Baby you know me and I duel 

But baby that was back in high school 

And baby are you on to my ruse 

I was tryna find love

Were tryna find you 


It’s 2 am and all the walls are down 

You and me no fog around 

And I could hear your heart 

Cause broken hearts just make a larger sound 

And you can’t hear the dark 

But you know me I like a sadder sound 

You could keep the bone 

But ani’t no point if ain't no dog around 


Could tell a lie and you know that’s what I did 

Could go survive or just relax in my bed 

Open an eye and go recap what I said 

I’m in too deep I’ll go relapse in my head 

Yeah 

It’s 4 am and all the walls are up 

Gov type cover up 

And I could hear your heart 

Nerveless it doesn't matter much 

So I should take a vest 

And prolly pray bout all that other stuff 

I’m crazy bout the dark but pov I tried - 


But baby that was back in high school 

I’m going home 

You know me I couldn’t write rules 

Who woulda known 

But baby that was back in high school

So lemme lone 

I was tryna find love 

I was tryna find home


But baby that was back in high school 

That was back in my rule 

You know me I couldn’t write rules

Baby you know me and I duel 

But baby that was back in high school 

And baby are you on to my ruse 

I was tryna find love

I was tryna find home


It’s 2 am and oh the sadder sound 

You and me no fog around















My first hyperpop , I hope you enjoyed 💜

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