8 ball

##2XO

oh my God why isn’t he moving!?….Lord please don’t do this to me right now!!!!…you can save him right!?!…why are you shaking your head!?!?!?!?!? 

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I hate myself cuz I couldn’t save my daddy
Still hear his voice inside my head real shi
Half my fuckin fam already dead real shi
Straight real shi , this that pop a pill shi
Every day I’m booted up ion feel shi
all these drugs just numb the pain they don’t heal shi
I know they watching from the sky I can feel it
Look up to god like why you hit the fuckin killswitch
An I miss my brother E  dat boy da mothafuckin realest
Bitch I’m boutta lose my minnbd I can mothafuckin feel it
Seeing faces when I’m staring at the ceiling
When psychosis start to creep into your mind of what a feeling
I ain tell a fucking soul cuz I know they wouldn’t feel me
Yea I know they dead and gone but sometimes I still can feel them

Bitch my world on fire 
(Bitch my world on fire)
Bitch the world on fye feel like Spyro
They don’t see me for my soul they got blindfold
They try to put me in the dark but watch me shine hoe
It’s been seven years
World War III inside my head but I survived hoe
Mama know I made it back but it’s still gone make her cry tho 
I was lost in the abyss scrape it up I had to find hope
did a whole lotta shi I can’t rewind itX
Have you ever lost yourself and couldn’t  muthafuckin find it
Wake up from an endless fever dream where the time went
I be seeing tsukuyomi shi n I ain lyin
…..I ain lyin
Paranoia got me scared as shi on some real shi
I was in the forest talking to the spirits
Everyone I fuckin love is disappearin
Play dis game of life I ain have no one cheering
Trynna ride dis out I ain have no one steering
I feel like a glitch (glitch glitch)
My mind glitching but a nigga still sippin
My my mind glitching but my 40 ain missin
Im glitched up fuck it nigga iain trippin
….
They treat you different when they feel like you a psycho
Act like I chose to fucking see shi with my eyes closed
Act like I fucking chose to fuckin traumatize my people
But they held me downn 
Free fallin they ain let me touch the ground
Right there by my side when nobody was around
On my soul know I’m dying for my people
It’s forever love I’ll be there when it gets lethal
…Scary movie shi I can’t afford a sequel 
(Aw nahhhhh)
Still stomp a Nigga out jus like beetle 
I don’t talk bout what I go thru they gone think I’m evil
I swear life go by so fast nigga feel like van diesel
Veil pierce 
Veil pierce
Niggas talk down but we still here
Bitch I’m in the trap house we got bales here
In that water deep sea  you can’t sail here

Wake up from an endless fever dream where the time went
Wake up from an endless fever dream where the time went
Time gone celebi time gone

sad song anthem!//// (prod. svrn) ##anhedonia

ON SPOTIFY ( YOURZM3LLYY )

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𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕡𝕠𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕪𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕔 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕩𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕪, 𝕫𝕠𝕞𝕓𝕚𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟’
𝔹𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕀 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕔𝕣𝕪𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕔
𝕁𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕟 𝕞𝕖
𝕀𝕗 𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕣𝕦𝕕𝕕𝕒 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟’
𝕀𝕗 𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕪 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟’
𝔾𝕠, 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕥
𝕀 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕟𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕪𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥
𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕕𝕣𝕦𝕘𝕤 𝕀’𝕞 𝕨𝕪𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟’
𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕀’𝕞 𝕡𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟’
𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕟𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕠𝕦𝕤
𝔾𝕠𝕥 𝕒 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟’𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤
𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕘𝕒𝕤 𝕡𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟’
𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕕𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟’
ℝ𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕚𝕤𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟 ******
ℕ 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕪 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟 (𝕩𝟜)

𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕕
𝕃𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕛𝕦𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙
𝕀 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕖𝕕𝕤
𝕄𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕪 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕕
𝔾𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕒 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕
𝔾𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕖, 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕪𝕒 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕
𝔾𝕦𝕟 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕕𝕖𝕣, 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕕
(𝕐𝕖𝕒)
𝕄𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕒 𝕗𝕖𝕕
𝕀 𝕒𝕚𝕟’𝕥 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕕
𝕀 𝕓𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕖 𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕
𝔹𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕖
𝕋𝕣𝕪𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕖 𝕒 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕖
𝔾𝕠𝕥 𝕒 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕔 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕟
𝕀’𝕞 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕪, 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖
ℕ𝕖𝕨 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕄𝕚𝕒𝕞𝕚 𝕫𝕠𝕞𝕓𝕚𝕖 𝕟 𝕚𝕥’𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕒 𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕒 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖
𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕘𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤
𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕡𝕦𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕖𝕕
𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕨𝕥𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕜 𝕛𝕒𝕨 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕨𝕖 𝕝𝕖𝕗𝕥 𝕒 𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕖
𝕎𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕚𝕟 𝕚𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖
𝕆𝕦𝕥𝕥𝕒 𝕞𝕪 𝕨𝕒𝕪
ℍ𝕚𝕘𝕙 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕤𝕖
ℍ𝕚𝕘𝕙 𝕒𝕤 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕧𝕚𝕟 𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕖𝕤
𝔾𝕠𝕥 𝕒 𝕘𝕦𝕟? 𝕃𝕖𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕘
𝕐𝕖𝕒 𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕀 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕪𝕠 𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟

𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕕
𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕥 𝕆𝔻
𝔽𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕗𝕖𝕟𝕥
𝔸ℝ’𝕤 𝔽ℕ’𝕤
𝔸𝕚𝕞 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕒 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤
𝔽𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕨𝕙𝕠𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕀 𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕟𝕕
𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕩𝕒𝕟𝕤 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕟𝕥
ℕ 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟’𝕥 𝕘𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕥
𝕆𝕡𝕖𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕚𝕥

𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕒𝕡𝕠𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕪𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕔 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕩𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕪, 𝕫𝕠𝕞𝕓𝕚𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟’
𝔹𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙 𝕀 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕔𝕣𝕪𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕔
𝕁𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕟 𝕞𝕖
𝕀𝕗 𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕣𝕦𝕕𝕕𝕒 𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕜𝕚𝕟’
𝕀𝕗 𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕪 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟’
𝔾𝕠, 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕥
𝕀 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕥 𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕 𝕟𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕪𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥
𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕕𝕣𝕦𝕘𝕤 𝕀’𝕞 𝕨𝕪𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟’
𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕀’𝕞 𝕡𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟’
𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕟𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕠𝕦𝕤
𝔾𝕠𝕥 𝕒 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟’𝕥 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤
𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕘𝕒𝕤 𝕡𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟’
𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕕𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟’
ℝ𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕚𝕤𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟 ******
ℕ 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕪 𝕗𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟 (𝕩𝟜)

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