despite all my rage (d0llywood1)

reunion {graceforevermore fleafriends zayok}

Prod d0llywood1 
(ib: kiryano&lovbug)

i roll up n smoke some gas
got the whole world in my hands
i dont why niggas mad
i think its cus his bitch a fan
i dont kno why this bitch is mad
i told her this is who i am
this shit is goin to my head
ur sayin shit that dont make sense

brand new bitch is superbad
but i cant b her superman
flex like im lex luger man
he get hit w this ruger man
i can b in ur top 10
but i jus cant b 2 thru 10
i was thumbin thru a check
i checked n i seen buku bands

shit that i jus went thru man
ill never go back thru again
im not checkin niggas chin
he checked n seen this new fn
i got scars thats on my wrist
i got some drip to cover it
blowin dope it got me dead
im sayin shit that dont make sense

d0llywood1 - What a coincidence

AMERICAN FOLKLORE HERO SOON * * *

prod me + @fuckcops2023

SHOUTOUT @CG9L ON THA MIX LOVE U

AMERICAN FOLKLORE HERO

AFH1

til tha world  Falls 🎐🎐🎐🌬️

Marlon Dubois & d0llywood1 - forgetting (prod. vile)

prod by yours truly

[Verse 1]
Yeah, my taste right, I can thank myself
We can FaceTime, right when I get home home
Sold a coat and it made my pockets soaked
Yeah, I made it on my own, but I don't gotta be alone

I can wear what I want, but it's gotta match my tote
Girl, tell me what you want, I can tie us like we're sewn

I can take us up the street, yeah, I can put you on
I got more than a crush, yeah, you are what I want

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, we can take a rental
Let me text your cellphone
You can pick the time, if I can tell you what to wear

Girl, I'm nerd about you
I can be your boy, yeah, I can be your girl
Just tell me which you want

[Chorus1]
I'm gonna make you mine any dayyyy
I can text you when it's getting lateeee
I'm not talking to anyone but you, but you, but you

But you're not taking up my offer
Got too much on your plate
Like we can wander

Yeah, we can go to Dover
Yeah, let's share a matcha tea
I can buy you Moncler
If you go out with me

[Bridge]
Yeah, we can take a rental
Let me text your cellphone
You can pick the time, if I can tell you what to wear

Girl, I'm nerd about you
I can be your boy, yeah, I can be your girl
Just tell me which you want

[Verse (Reprise)]
Yeah, my taste right, I can thank myself
We can FaceTime, right when I get home home
Sold a coat and it made my pockets soaked
Yeah, I made it on my own, but I don't gotta be alone

[Chorus2]
I'm gonna make you mine any dayyyy
I can text you when it's getting lateeee
I'm not talking to anyone but you, but you, but you

[Outro]
But you're not taking up my offer
Got too much on your plate
Like we can wander

Yeah, we can go to Dover
Yeah, let's share a matcha tea
I can buy you Moncler
If you go out with me

moncler girl

pure just like a butterfly
if you took my wings and held me down would you help me fly
n your tiny eyes
scarred the sun
you stared it blind
i will take flight
fragile fiction arms
fickle red alarms
start to worry about karma
think i kinda fucked up kinda sorta
all these dreams have been uprooting a new horror

pooh bear she got poked
n weeps n cries n looks for hope
she hopes one day that she just croaks
but maybe she's found her new life
a way to live and feel alive
a way to dream n held at night,,

flick of the knife
my body's sheets feel too tight
my body's filth and my spite
i spite my self for this life
i swear i rot n smoke weed
my emptiness consumes me
my sheets arent clean for like weeks
absorb my blood as i sleep

kxly//4nvr//;c

honestly +Yungster Jack (shinju)

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bitch im og 
cant nobody top me 
u cant stop me
off tha walls u a copy, hell yea
hell yea u kno what it is
bitch im w/ the shitz
kxly im this bitch
wtf yea cookin up this shitt
yea im gna pop off wtf is this?

big as this u aint big as this
bitch imma top ya wtf is this

im aiming for top 1 u aim for abyss
yea fuckin abyssal, u know what it is
n she want a kiss mm ya i smoke abyssal numb it when it hits
ya u is abyssal u aint make a hit
ya im #1 fuck u bitch

I feel im not good enough
hey im like wtf, why nobody listen up
i can  never get enough, i cant get enough
look at me n feel me up, ya
take the stares n run i swear u can give me some

these dreams i cannot try again
i wake up inside a cold sweat
again
i cry again
i feel ive lost u as a friend
i feel that this might be the end
this time i wrote ab u alot

she said im an angel is that why i like to cry
she said im an angel, why i ponder suicide
i see my life is rlly fucked n all i do is wonder why
i like just 2 mask it up n tell a bunch of lies

i might step in2 the scene
i got boots n u got me
i got blood n luck to scream
i got luck and fendi jeans
my arms tucked because i flee
my lifes fucked because of me
im so gone i cannot see
all yall gone dont leave me be

fendi freestyle

@dep4rted

bitch i feel like a boa
way that i 🤫
i dnt wna talk i dnt even fkn kno ya
its a big ass knife to his face, he a poser
i dnt wna talk i oppose yaa

u aint felt like me u aint been thru dis
and i catch a big bag like im goin 2 school bitch
dnt u realise that u dnt kno nothing
dnt u realise that u dnt kno nothing
u aint felt like me u aint been thru dis
and i catch a big bag like im goin 2 school bitch
dnt u realise that u dnt kno nothing
dnt u realise that u dnt kno nothing

do this shit for fun, nun else
live 4 tht shit's wat i tell myself
i dnt wna talk to no one else
do u think im beyond help?
do u think im beyond help?
i know that im such a mess
i wish u well
wish u the best

u aint felt like me u aint been thru dis
and i catch a big bag like im goin 2 school bitch
dnt u realise that u dnt kno nothing
dnt u realise that u dnt kno nothing
u aint felt like me u aint been thru dis
and i catch a big bag like im goin 2 school bitch
dnt u realise that u dnt kno nothing
dnt u realise that u dnt kno nothing

bitch i feel like a boa
way that i 🤫
i dnt wna talk i dnt even fkn kno ya
its a big ass knife to his face, he a poser
i dnt wna talk i oppose yaa

boa (dep4rted)

prod @tngriine + @saredarie
rip trojan horse

lyrics:
[63]
Huh, huh, huh
She wanna postpone
I wanna hold my phone, hold my phone
cus she don't know
I call my plug, cus she don't know
But this mixer never had fun
Girl can't keep a secret
Secret that I told, it's a secret that I told
Girl can't keep a secret
and my girl can't keep a secret
I roll it up, I pass the J it's so frequent

Huh, huh
It's a secret that I-
simple, it's too simple
Ha, ha, ha
She wanna postpone
I wanna hold my phone, hold my phone
cus she don't know
Ha, that girl don't got no reasons
but I just wanna keep it, girl,
I just wanna keep it

[63]

I'm stuck up in that blockchain
vlad, get out the way
Ha!
Girl I don't know where I stand wit you
girl, girl, girl
I wonder where I stand wit you
I- I been waitin too long,
bitch u stuck up bout this song
We dont really get along wit you
Get along wit you!
It's either my clic or u
What am I supposed to do?
I been waitin too long wit you
I been waitin too long for you
too long for you, too long
I crossed another man, cus I gotta heart for you
h- h- heart for you, heart for you
and I don't think that you care
I hide my drugs, I swear
I'll write it on your sweater cus it's hard for you :)
Hard for you, girl, it's hard for you
and I hate that you ain't there
with this pain I fuckin swallow
you swallow me out

They said work, would curl you out
But I'm supposed to do what?
I'm supposed to do what?
Right waitin too long
right waitin too long for you

moncler girl

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