Running Off

Running Off (Sped Up)

Running Off (Slowed Down)

(Chorus)

Yeah yeauhhh yeauhhh

Yeah to the left to right
 she want percs another night (another night)

I’m too high I caught a flight
Gotta catch another flight

Uhhh ohhh

Yeah did it in the same night
I know she gon feel my vibe 

Even thought she not my type
Got a feeling now got a feeling now

(Verse)
Yeah got a feeling got my heart racing…racing
Wanna know my name I’m not saying…saying

We not living life in a normal basis 
I’ve been tripping out I’m not seeing normal faces

I’ve been going too fast got me hitting two fifty
Me and my cup no such thing as it been too filthy 

I just hit New York i don’t know but it’s a new city
Don’t know how I feel but I know I’m in a high rise
High rise

Uhhh ohhh
Uhhh ohhh
Uhhh ohhh

(Chorus)

Yeah to the left to right
 she want percs another night (another night)

I’m too high I caught a flight
Gotta catch another flight

Uhhh ohhh

Yeah did it in the same night
I know she gon feel my vibe 

Even thought she not my type
Got a feeling now got a feeling now

left to right (prod. jissa)

(Chorus)

Yuh Yeauhhh (Roma)
Yeauhhh

Yuh put on my mask on like vorhees (yeah yeah)
Daytona she ride with me (ride with me)

She be in love with my red key (red key)
Margiela for a shopping spree (shopping spree)

Margiela for a lil shopping spree (yeah yeah)
Tapping that big like I’m paying a fee (fee)

Smoking on gas and I don’t go to sleep (sleep)
Xanax bar that’s all I need (need)

Yeah huh keeping it on (keeping it on)
I know we won’t work at all (work at all)

(Verse)
Way to high I’m taking off (taking off)
Prada jacket on she want me to take it off (take it off)

Sipping on codeine I don’t even have a cough (uh huh)
I’ve been Mia I don’t even answer calls (yeah)

She took off her clothes off (uh huh)
She know what to do we don’t do no stall (uh huh)

Yeah no stall ( yeah no stall)

Uhhhh ohhh
Yeah keeping my mask on like… keeping my mask on like vorhees 


(Chorus)

Yuh yeauhhh (Roma)
yeauhhh yuh 

Put on my mask like vorhees (yeah yeah)
Daytona she ride with me (ride with me)

She be in love with my red key (red key)
Margiela for a shopping spree (shopping spree)

Margiela for a lil shopping spree (yeah yeah)
Tapping that bih like I’m paying a fee (fee)

Smoking on gas and I don’t go sleep (sleep)
Xanax bar that’s all I need (need)

Keeping it on (keeping it on)
I know we won’t work at all (work at all)

vorhees (prod. jissa)

Bitch I-bitch I- don’t give a fuck whatchu sayin to me,
Just wan’ make my music and smoke my weed,
Fuck wit us and make you a toothless boy,
Drain yo blood, ima ruthless boy,

Aye,
Smoke dat gas,
Til’ I be incoherent,
Aye,
Eatin her ass,
Til’ her shit got no feelin,
Aye,

Crushin these pills like I crush bitches heads if they tryna step to the king,

You tryna move close to me, get invited to scene, bitch you got no invitation, so back the fuck away from me,
‘less you want it to become your murder scene,

I declare war,
I demand more,
You will soon enough see what I got in store,
Ima do what it takes to win I refuse to lose,
You finna die tryna to do what we do,

Yeah, I’ll admit I’m an asshole,
But your bitch still out gettin her back blown,
Bitch I’ll fuckin bend and twist you like a backbone,
You act tough but you ain’t though,
To us you just a lil bread crumb,
Hoe,

I know you hate me cuz I’m winning,
But when you knew me and you never showed commitment,
I’ve been broken, manipulated, forced to show zero feelings
But I still rose, showed revenge to my foes, now I’m makin a killin,
Willin to bring the ceilin down with it,

I was suicial,
Now I got suicide doors,
My dream is to collab with $uicide, hoe,

GUN $LIDE (prod. goth helma)

My first Impression to the rap game, excited to create more w/ Producer: Gxm.

First Impression (Prod.Saint & Gxm)

JUST IN CASE

(chorus)

yeah woah yeah woah woah woah

yeah roll my three point five (point five)
she wanna do sum baby hit my line (hit my line)

i've been too up i've been too up (too up)
check came in yeah i tell her count up (count up)

grab my codeine bottle its on the counter (counter)
life's too good i cannot doubt uh (doubt uh)

work too hard like my father (like my father)
we don't give up we go farther (yeah)

(verse 1)

i choose Roma as my start up (yeah yeah)
i've been too high baby i've been too high (yeah)

i'mma roll up ten blunts in my new car (new)
roof down baby life's good its the summer time (time)

i've been drinking water got it with my damn lime (damn lime)
we've been getting high morning to the night time (night time)

(chorus)

roll my three point five (point five)
she wanna do sum baby hit my line (hit my line)

i've been too up i've been too up (too up)
check came in yeah i tell her count up (count up)

grab my codeine bottle its on the counter (counter)
life's too good i cannot doubt uh (doubt uh)

work too hard like my father (like my father)
we don't give up we go farther (yeah)

(verse 2)

yeah i've been going up gotta move smarter (yeah yeah)
made an album in week mother fucker i've been working harder (hard)

life's good i can tell her (tell her)
less you know baby i feel like it'll be better (better)

yeah feel like tame impala (yeah yeah)
smoking on dope marijuana (ouuu)

i've been too high i just tell her roll my

(chorus)

roll my three point five (point five)
she wanna do sum baby hit my line (hit my line)

i've been too up i've been too up (too up)
check came in yeah i tell her count up (count up)

grab my codeine bottle its on the counter (counter)
life's too good i cannot doubt uh (doubt uh)

work too hard like my father (like my father)
we don't give up we go farther

LIFE'S GOOD (ON ALL PLATS)

mv - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IR-52V0Iem8
(prod.janecocaine)

v1ral - redrum (prod.janecocaine)

Gustav Ahr's Album

sex [last nite] (prod. smokeasac x yung cortex)

https://G59Records.com

PART I: NO SALIVATION FOR THE PROMISE OF SALVATION

[VERSE I: PAPA PINE]

reach into my pocket and i grab a couple crumpled hunnids
weed look like some crumbled hunnids
blunted out the fuzz is hunting
paranoia turn my stomach
H1 Hummer
rough and rugged
desert camo trunk to the front end
shirt unbuttoned
seat adjusted
100 mph bitch i seem accustomed to life in the fast lane
nothing in the motherfucking gas tank
dumping ashes and laughing
fucking ducking what comes from the government
peeling out into the sunset
eyes so low look like a sunset

[HOOK:
GREYFIVENINE BITCH I SIGNED MY LIFE AWAY]

[VERSE II: YUNG CHRIST]

back on my bullshit
know how to pimp it
put my foot on the fucking brakes
signed up for a life
became yung christ
all i got was a death wish, illness, and a piece of $UICIDE
fuck this ego
fuck this pride
easily execution on my side
homicide homicide
what we used to all the time
we in the benz off the benzos
our depression clinical

PART II: TRY HOWLING AT THE MOON WHILE BEING STRANGLED

[VERSE I: LIL 2/3RDS]

meet me by the moon
half past dusk
back from the dust
cut throat he love them drugs and guns
chilling in the cut
got about 20K and a gun
got a pile of adderall
cigarette butts
everyday adds up
do i look like a give a fuck?
every day of every month
bloody nights turn bloodier
death could be right in front of you
still wouldn't recognize her
got a death list that some still got to catch this
best put the tec quick
die bitch!

[VERSE II: 7th WARD DRAGON]

you ever had to dig your own grave?
live your life with no name
backwood full of romaine
okay
'96 benz with the cocaine paint hoe
high until my death i got the propane tank low
gas seeping all over the house until my say so
light the fucking match now the tank blow
so glad i stayed home
someone call the cops from the payphone
flames all around me
man i hoping they fucking drown me
crown made of ashes only way they fucking found me
forget about me
only way you might not feel so lousy
forget about me
on my own head i would have priced a bounty

PART III: MISSED MY CUE FOR CURTAIN CALL

[VERSE I: RUBY DA CHERRY]

and for my last trick i don't think i'm cut off for this rap shit
$UICIDE i fucking scream it from the rooftop
the only thing i ever did worth mentioning ever since slick burned me a CD of lil wayne
that shit prolly still in my boom box
but now a days i can walk into an establishment and select myself on the fucking jukebox
if i wanted to cop a black countach
drive that shit like 2 blocks and then smash in the back of a new cop car
now i think i'm wanted too

[VERSE II: SLICK SLOTH]

i'm on that lean
yeah that drank
i'm on them bars
don't want to think
i'm on that loud
amphetamines got no time for sleep
lost in my thoughts
i don't know who a friend and who a enemy
nerves real disturbed
down from head to toe
ever feel like sometimes you got to let it go?
plenty days i thought this shit was over
creator of the movement
creator of the music
still feel like i'm losing

I Want to Die In New Orleans

I NO LONGER FEAR THE RAZOR GUARDING MY HEEL (IV)

https://youtube.com/@icryblxxd?si=9YKOoD7n0zQ97tC9

GUN $LIDE (prod. goth helma)

CRYBLXXD

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