dude i don't know if this is you singing but this is super pretty holy shit

Produced: AFK
Mixed and Mastered: Thomas Karas
Additional Mixing: RJO II

Skinny dreaded lightskin but
I rhyme tight bitch
My foot be on the pedal like it's time crisis
I'm rollin thru ya city higher than ya rent prices
I roll dices
rest in peace biggie nigga fuck isis
that's right kid, you too afraid to try shit
Fuckin up my future I aint never got no guidance
Also Ima talk my shit my nigga you ain't gotta like it
Eatin so much box I get the itis
Glacius, killer instinct, im colder than y'all
I cop nicks through a hole in the wall
See ya ice I know it's sold at the mall, 
they say the devil really go for us all,
I'm waiting for this nigga hoping he call.
My life is hectic,
I should end it
white girls they tryna fuck me 
cause I'm ethnic
She talkin bout "why we never talk?" 
Yo I'm depressed, bitch
Sitting restless, 
stressin how to clean my messes
I'm on the edge it's,
Really hard to focus on the shit i needa focus on
Talk and talk and talk but is you really fuckin goin hard
Talk and talk and talk but is you really fuckin goin hard 
trippin off a strip and now I'm feelin like I'm close to god
even Joan of arc couldn't lead a group of phony marks
Now I'm on my Tony stark
now I'm on my, yo
I bet cops see me as a threat, I sex thots at rest stops 
You flex glocks on xbox
you niggas done
I got the game in a head lock
I'm red hot, my shit knock ya desktop
I'm like John marston standin on the lawn watching waiting for that moment I'm with all the smoke get on poppin
ya fuckin homies ain't the people that you think they are
these niggas sinking far
and they dont think at all
man, its not my fault your lady wanna fuck me
it's not my fault that your nigga wanna suck me
I spit bullets nigga is you feeling lucky
bitch I'm impulsive so it's hard for me to trust me
My life really bouta tear at the seams
I only smoke cause I'm scared of my dreams
Baby let me know where to go from this place I used to call home, energy wasted and my perspective deafened, the life I lived is shredded driven to the basket, what 7 days can do, be and mean to you. I left with the best intentions, understand if you’re offended, but message me when you’re candid. 
What’s it mean to you? Do I speak to you? Promise me youll see me through.
What’s it mean to you? Do I speak to you?
You see through to me in ways I can’t get to.

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