Biv:

Bitch I been take a loss
Life bluer than my balls
People living off the moss
Rusty, crusty, your bitch tossed
I'm still salty and I love it
I'm still the only one livin above it
I run my business, I live on the budget
Make it myself, while you bitches is puppets
All of my bitches is bussin
All of my homies made somethin from nothin
Nobody do how I does it
If they could they would of done it
If it's money then we cut it
I don't get time for discussin,
Life been on track how I run it
Ain't gonna tell you I air out the function
But I got problems from mental consumption

Back to the pack, I feel her in my jack
Rent the staff, ya daddy cut the check
Ice on the wrist, but they slit the neck
Back to back, I lay my soul to rest

Call what you want
Boy you fake with the pump
Act like you carry the stuff
You just a moufuckin punk
Action ain't shit that you trust
Bitch you a one and you done
Call what you want,
Boy you a fake with the pump

Bitch I'll take my life, before I ever claim the street
People off and dyin, but that's problems we don't see
I don't want no vulture, but they listen, act a feign
Just because my color match the world they live and breathe

I don't want no vulture, but they listen, act a feign
Just because my color match the world they live and breathe


BLCKK:

keep that bitch just to fuck it
I ain’t never really love it
body stack i’m above it
get the paper finger fuck it I love it I’m bodying bitches in public I-

yeah
got what I wanted I did it myself
all of ya people been fucking with 12
I walk around and i’m grippin my belt
yeah yeah yeah yeah

10 of my bitch can’t take that shit
double my pay yeah fuck that split
got it all black can’t see my fit can’t see that shit like

It don’t matter what you wanted i got it already can’t sell my clique
I been through it I been did it im fucking around i’m on my shit

I just bought the first gun
I just caught the first one
yeah yeah
I ain’t paying my bond
get ya brother out the pond
yeah yeah

I compare to y’all best
I could fuck up y’all set
yeah uh
I could send it through a vest
give that pussy bitch a rest
ha

I start sippin black
I can’t run it back
i’m on track
watch me hit my shit
flip that fucking bitch
let her quit

GET IT
RIGHT
BACK
HE AINT
NEVER
COMING BACK
UH
PUT THE
BITCH
DOWN
SHE WONT
LOVE ME
WHEN IM
DOWN
UH

Pain Script ft. BLCKK

Firdaus

lyrics 

Im just fading away
Cant find the time to come down
My lifes a mess right now
Tell the devil ill be in town, goddamn
Nothing been the same
Im in pain
Break me down
That shit im fighting now 
Come help and break me out
I lay in silence now
Please do not fake me out
I want my death to come around, around, around
Out of body looking at myself in third person
Wanna take my life but i aint ever have the courage 
In the end i realize that that shit is never worth it
So while i fade into the dark dont get mad at my disappearance
Cause i wont fear it
I just look into the mirror
At my appearance, and im not enough
Making hella money off my pain i guess ill count it up
I was in the darkest place i cant escape and now im stuck
Stuck inside my head i take a drag im with the spaceships
Woke up with a shawty said "i found her in the matrix"
She wear a skirt and devil horns she too basic
Been through this shit before my time was only wasted 
I gotta face it, im done being nice
Im throwing shit around the room like a poltergeist
I panic pace around my room like almost every night
I contemplate a bullet through my face i hate the site
Nothing been the same
Im in pain
Break me down
That shit im fighting now 
Come help and break me out
I lay in silence now
Please do not fake me out
I want my death to come around, around, around

Fading [Prod. 5:10]

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LONG WAY DOWN

Biv:

Big ego on the bitch, I bet I seen enough,
Seen them comin from a mile, so we doubled up,
Sympathy ain't trust, seen them bounce like it's double Dutch,
Holy fuck, signed they soul, for the devil suck

Big bags, big tags,
Money make her jet lag,
Feeling like 100,
Like the loaded mag
Big bags, big tags,
Money make her jet lag,
Feeling like 100,


Half you fuckas parasite, living in the past life,
Pass time get passed by,
You odd, got too bozo to cut ties,
I seen the pussy boy in ya fuckin stride,
Simpin,
Deaded to the cost of the system 
Bitches on they knees, no religion,
Sick em,
Bustin through the kitchen, for a smidgen,
Fuck around and visit where you livin

I put my plans on everything,
I want more than I need,
Like 50 racks in the jean,
To throw it at they teeth,
Chit chat came back, just to make a scene,
Stanley with the clip, cut the green for the team,
That's a fam, fuck a friend, fuck you mean,
You had big dreams, and big tings,
But thoughts of me been a daily routine,
Bitch thought she got it like me,
Sad that they only ever wanna be seen,

You talk a lot for a money feign,
You talk a lot for a money feign,
You talk a lot for a money feign,
You talk a lot for a money feign,


BLCKK:

you talk a lot for a money fiend
you said it’s ones boy it better be
shit changed i be fucking growing money trees
and what the fuck made you think about me differently
i put the work like it’s motherfucking ten of me
ya brother dead I think it’s motherfucking meant to be
i get em burnt, give a fuck bout what you think of me
and get them bands like I need that shit to fucking breathe

skrt
off that motherfucking lot i get my brother from the dirt
motherfucker did a lot
yeah i bet that shit hurt
yes i’m trippin oh my god you tellin me you never heard?
i seen everybody ever fuck with me been getting burnt

give ‘em no favors
fuck what you came for
bad 48 cause you found out what you made for
kickin in the same door
that money was not yours
just because you think that you can rap doesn’t buy tours
y’all about to die poor
pick that shit the fuck up you gon’ find out what you die for
y’all ain’t bout to settle once you realize that you want more
think about that shit before you worry bout how i score
yeah, bitch how i score

Hearteater Ft. BLCKK

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(LYRICS)

y’all better put some respect on my name before you claim that I ain’t do shit for the underground game/
never once did I switch on the homies or do some
shit for the money or fame/
it’s about time that I show these fucks what can happen whenever the beast out his cage/
half of these rappers you listen to came from my seed now they rocking a stage in LA/

to say I fell off is a sin cause my influence getting passed to the kids/
2018 with ogod the mix started access denied birthed a goat named Quinn/
2019 almost quit all this shit but I came back harder my ops had a fit/
but fuck all the haters turnt shit to a 10 dropping diss after diss to get under their skin guess I’m petty/

I’m a hit maker & so they wanna get rid of me making my ass go crazy/
I hope they realize if it wasn’t for me there never woulda been lazy/
I’ll say it 3 times for the ones in the back that never talk and acting shady/
before you open yo mouth better swallow they hate before I shake you down like we In hati/
and I can proudly say that nobody made me
I wouldn’t say it if it wasn’t a fact/
who the fuck is a smxdge6 if it wasn’t for me on his track/
all dat new wave shit got you clowns buying plays just know that it won’t ever last/
100k monthly but every track a collab cause you know by yourself you just ass/
and it make me giggle/
how you generic screaming over instrumentals/
rock a mask on the face now you tough of sumn?/
put a X in ur name and now you official…right?/
get some new swag and just quit the bitching/
yes I got an x in my name but it ain’t to replace a letter that’s the fucking difference/

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[lyrics]
tossing turning, getting visions/
its like im locked in prison/
i hear the whispers from the corner i dont wanna listen/
i see the fangs i know the mission, boutta fucking bite/
i need a fix to fix the pain behind my fucking eyes/
just another sleepless night/
grip onto my pillow tight/
drugs won’t get you far inside this life, should take my own advice/
unless you pushing weight just like a fat kid on a broken bike/
praying every day but not a single angel cross my sight/
fluorescent lights, padded rooms/
keep me locked away until my cell becomes entombed, I’m so indifferent/
one day I wanna live the next I wanna fucking end it/
traveled down this road before so I know how it finish/
everything is greener but it only lasts a minute/
the devil sick and twisted/

he playing games with me, waiting to snatch me up from the dark/
I’m just lane switching, on the highway put the car in park/
dogging feds, aiming for some heads, death is where I start/
ain’t no in between cause all the good inside me broke apart/

I see the fake inside their heart, I need to vacate the situation/
years ago I was depressed, this the continuation/
my later life has been a mess, don’t think I’m worth saving/
 might find some hope inside the blunt that shit I’m fucking craving/

my light is manufactured/
any happiness I show is what I’m able to capture/
I get the scraps of what is good they get the whole platter/
they suck me in to be their friend, I’ve never run faster/

this evil bastard, he likes to call him self satan/
keeps prescribing me medication I never waste it/
I see a cup of liquor something telling me to taste it/
ive never been sicker, on the floor fucking wasted/

better face it/
& patience will aid it/
go and get some help you’ve spent too many hours  pacing/
contemplating life, you fucking hate it? well you made it/
can’t blame no one besides myself, cut off who I’m aquatinted with/

I keep a grip close, switch on the g-lock case they wanna turn ghost/
posted by my lonely so you finna get the worst/
na you ain’t the first I spin the block and they disperse/ 
fuck vr, get immersed/

this real life, check again you sure I’m nice?/
sprite is turning different colors Easter pink is feeling right/
wrote a song I can’t recite cause I’m to high I’m taking flight/
can’t compete, I’m 30,000 ft, you just a little kite/

waiting for my break before I die, but I’ve been thinking maybe that shit won’t happen while I’m alive/
but I’m sitting tight, only patience ones can survive/
if gods real tell him to come down at 5/
so I can kick him out and then be high by 9/
these roads are mine I came before, nobody safe go call the lord/

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[Lyrics]
Keep my head in the clouds cause its safer up here, yeah stay clear
Cause im too fucked up i forgot why i came here
She replied said "same here"
You can take what you want
I planned on giving it up
In this life i feel stuck
My heads about to cave in
There's no one here i can love
Heart break has had me enough
Lipstick on cigarette buds
You always find a way in

My head and i hate it
Cause you're so much better than my latest
But you always coming 'round for some payment
Gotta look into the mirror and face it

You're not the one
You take away all my fun
You fucking said i should die
So ill look into the barrel of the gun, now i keep my

head in the clouds cause its safer up here, yeah stay clear
Cause im too fucked up i forgot why i came here
She replied said "same here"
You can take what you want
I planned on giving it up
In this life i feel stuck
My heads about to cave in
There's no one here i can love
Heart break has had me enough
Lipstick on cigarette buds
You always find a way in

cigarettes kill

Im sadistic, I’m straight up vicious, no rest for the wicked
Missing on top you bitches with nails in your wrist and
A nail in just where your kicks been, crucifixion
A pigs pen the way that we living, think death is my mission
Pulling up
Black out my body I’m hooded up
The green that I carry be smelling like berries, the strawberry goji I’m rolling up
Like absent father not showing up, theres levels to hell and I leveled up
Damn near a deadbeat, if its getting ugly you know that the Ouija is pulling up, what the fuck
Slamming the gas with my foot on the brake
Making no progress for my fucking sake
Dead is my exit there is no debate, head on a plate
Rapping bout ice like you was an immigrant
Head on a spike if you want to get into it
Come talking money like I was from Intuit
Blow up a stadium just like Vegeta did
Being rich i know ain’t shit but I could afford my fix
Oxycontin or suboxone, what’s the problem if i lived?
If the coffin comes to claim me, its okay I want it often
Often nauseous, vomit toxins, life is what my fixes cost me, begging to off me
Scrape the blade, yank the chain then decay
Don’t obey, end your day, youre dead to me 

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