imfine prod. capsctrl

losing my goddamn mind
i say dat all da time
i ain't feelin fine
like i need a sign

fuckin losin time
i ain't even tryin
i ain't even cryin
who can define

this state of mind
i stay defyin
you ain't lyin
ur girl she supa fine

i hurl exemplifyin
i can't handle shit
i don't want a bitch
need a heavy wrist

fuck i need a fix
in this music shit
always fuckin pissed
feelins so amiss

gon pop u like a pill
feelin stupid ill
goin hard until
i feel my neck snap
told her get back

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sometimes i be feelin nothin
otha times im fuckin stuck n
it really fucking sucks
least i got ur bitch struck
with awe

yeah she awestruck
n we all fucked up
the gang is mad nuts
we straight chillin in ruts

mistakin love for lust
in takin drugs we trust
our brain matter
won't shatter
it won't splatter
she matter
n now she don't matter
mad hatter
like we on adderall
tweakin n geekin
til we fuckin fall
u can't see what we saw
straight up breakin the law
never pick up at all
when she fuckin call in
now I'm stallin
tryna find a way out

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six six six
hit a lick
u a bitch
got me sick

I'm a trip
cocaine
in my nose
flow mein
in my prose
yo main
on her toes
my main
u ain't know

cuz she mad classy
her eyes red n glassy
we in da backseat
smokin on dat flaxseed
ya soft like a maxi

pad
dressin like a dad
really wish you had

some common sense
no recompense
cuz you past tense
my shits fire no flint
like bitch you H n I'm fent
u ain't take what I lent ya








mad hatter ft. trippyQ

lyrics:

trust is hard to come by
especially with anxiety
rush so far to get high
n avoid pain when you lie to me
it's my only pastime
can't stand it when u tryin me
won't forget the last time
u looked at me enticingly

trying to get sober now
guess I'm still alive somehow
I'm not above the clouds
with my family covered in black shrouds
i utter these lonesome sounds
to help me get off the ground
if you need me I'm around
i swear I won't let you drown

i don't need dope
i won't deplete my serotonin
i just need hope
i won't delete the fate I've chosen
cuz it's known to keep me goin
not a puddle cuz im flowin
relentlessly growin 
I really want the love your showin

i finally got over you
quit cuttin my wrists
the feelings yeah I lost em too
it's not you that I miss
no longer feel like shit but
i don't think you're a bitch
hope your life is rich
and you have a husband n kids

i wish for nothing more than your happiness
and i wish I knew before what the fuck that meant
I'm unsure if I should contact you
i hope your dreams come true and you
achieve what you really want to
when you put your mind to it you can't lose
keep your smile shining for the world to see
i hope you know how positively you impacted me

trust is hard to come by
especially with anxiety
rush so far just to get high
n avoid pain when you lie to me
it's my only pastime
can't stand it when u tryin me
won't forget the last time
u looked at me enticingly


recovery prod. haleyk

I seem to lack the vitals
my demons attack when idle
fightin urges suicidal
gettin surges like they tidal

intermittent repentance
just to succumb next sentence
never understandin my limits
steady second guessin my image

erratically emotional
until I feel emotionless
periodical devotional
apathetic in present tense

misconceptions in reflections
disconnections are incessant
resurrectin dereliction
imperfect in my perfection

pain
that shit comes and goes
stains
up on all my clothes
drain
this soul in prose
rain
wash away the old

me, so you can see
my thoughts
intrinsically
I've lost

my mind in this light
or the lack thereof
this kind poetic plight
stuck with the lack of love
yeah i know what's right
but you dont know wassup
i don't wanna fight
but I'm gon fuck shit up

ugh i still fuckin miss you
i guess i like bein misused
keep askin what's da issue
as if u know what the fuck I've been through
girl you say you want the truth
please just listen to what I'm sayin
fuck i hope you know it's you
for all these tracks I'm fuckin makin



all4u onetake prod. haleyk

lyrics:

once the fame hits
they blame shit
n try to pull u out
buy some fake kicks
to impress chicks
u could do without
all the lame shit
but u impatient
and try to fool with clout
on some lame shit
as if they brainless
so take a different route

why u foolish
pale and ghoulish
with ur loose lips
mackin' bullshit
toolless tool shed
push some tulips yeh
talkin rigor mortis
my thoughts are morbid
sick and distorted
my brain is shorted
cannot afford it
legend and lore bitch


I'm regality
you're frivolous poverty
and I'm sorry g
you're not cut out to be
just who u want u see
it's reality
a mallady
straight up catastrophe
ur masterpiece is just a fleece
pulled over all of their eyes

so face ur demise
or feebly strategize
reach up to the sky
just to realize it's all a lie
you're dead inside
the tears start to rise
u capsize
u drown in what u once fantasized
a clown with dreams too big in their size

as I relish
and embellish
the hellish recollection
of ur internal reflection
hate starts resurrectin
the mess in ur brain
u laugh hysterically to escape all the pain

rejecting my reflection
spit prose with mad aggression
got knots in my intestines
my heart is in regression
I value every lesson n
I pull from every session
fraudulence within ur flexin
losing track of all I'm blessed with
yeh
I just lost it
can't stop feeling nauseous
live life with no losses
blood runs out my faucet
drugs make me so toxic
I'm jus bein honest
this girl she be on it
I crave her when she flaunt it

face it *incomplete/unmastered*

harakira: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC-03U9SG7Xc7Ua0VVounrwg

lyrics:

down or whatever
I'ma fuckin sweat ya
fuck yo bitch that's bet bruh
gon make her regret ya
fight on sight that's set cuh
sippin on some tec yuh
didn't think I'd let up
bullets never fail ya


tec 9 in ya side
dead 2 rights
never die
less it's suicide
off some cyanide
haven't slept tonight
bitch is paralyzed
lookin in my eyes
while i satisfy
hedonistic pastimes

flashing lights
chase me thru the night
muddy rights
with a bloody knife
can't survive
in da headlights
of a passed time
i ain't got mine

chop a line and rail it
bag up 9 and sell it
bitch is fine i rail it
outta mine i mail it

bitch it's hellish in da back
blood is runnin black
issa fuckin trap
get u leakin like sum sap

driftin cloudy vision
drown in sin n
the lights are dimmin
but I'm always winnin see

never underestimate me
I'ma get u fuckin hanged g
livin in a druggie daydream
takin bumps off a key

flippin coke in da lb
on a killin spree
never let em see
fuckin tell em g

black beam inna race
i aint ever caught a case
left without a trace
keepin steady pace

meet up at da base
my hands on her waist
got her begging for a taste
only fuck her when I'm wasted

only smoke it if i laced it
in da basement
outta place man
off my face damn

know your placement
actin shameless
who da fuck u came wit
lil base bitch

fuck her face bitch
fuck ya name bitch
damn u fuckin tasteless
I'ma cap yo ass when da bass hits


cuz im down for whatever
I'ma fuckin sweat ya
fuck yo bitch that's bet bruh
gon make her regret ya
fight on sight that's set cuh
sippin on some tec yuh
didn't think I'd let up
bullets never fail ya


meet up at da base
my hands on her waist
got her begging for a taste
only fuck her when I'm wasted

only smoke it if i laced it
in da basement
outta place man
off my face damn

know your placement
actin shameless
who da fuck u came wit
lil base bitch

fuck her face bitch
fuck ya name bitch
damn u fuckin tasteless
I'ma cap yo ass when da bass hits


dwn4whtvr prod. harakira

hunn1dr0und$ freestyle

beat by optics

lyrics:

malheureux:
fake lil bitch
talk shit get hit
walk like u with it 
but u not with the shits
all my boys
stock hunnids of clips
and while u makin noise
ima steal the watch off ur wrist

my blood ice cold
hearts not beatin
get popped u fold
I'ma artistic heathen
breathe deep when u speakin
souls reaped but still breathin
four tabs and I'm peakin
for purpose stay seekin
ain't got no meanin
I'm fiendin
think she want me
but she dreamin

come fuck with the clique
u like what we doin
my mind is a trip
just watch how I'm movin
my name on her lip
but it's me she's losin
i feel I'ma slip
push thru n keep cruisin

---
I feel like shit
ay I feel like shit yeah
my heart's ripped man
I am broke as shit fam
miss my bitch damn
just saw her the other day
her face stuck in my memory
it feels like it was just yesterday
please take my fuckin breath away
I'm missing sun rays
I'm stuck in the shade
thoughts of her won't fade
don't know what's word to say
I feel so cold
with our story untold
an empty mould
of a heart I shouldn't have sold

stay quiet and stay focused
they lyin man they hopeless
take my time n now u owe it
lay a rhyme n then I flow it
undulatin like the ocean
sippin dirty loveless potion
they hatin so I'm ghostin
just chillin yeah I'm coastin

xxxxxxxxxxxxx

40:
damn ur boy tripping
damn ur boy tripping
fucking with this dope
got me on a mission

money in the air
panties on the floor
big titties
big booties
playin for the coke
pop a pill when I tell em how it's finna go
just know I'm fucked up and im on the road
oh Lord shawty got me inna zone
nigga wide open like no more locked doors
wife blowin up the phone
fuck er I ain't goin home
E got me on some wild shit fucking with these hoes
oh
try to tell her I ain't with it
but the pussy so pink
make a nigga wanna lick it
and ur boy tripping
damn ur boy tripping
wish I woulda listened 
now I'm stuck in this position
feeding this addiction

soulreaped ft. 40

Night Lovell - Damn I Guess Everything Ok Now (Only Lovell Edit)

All credit for this song goes to 93feetofsmoke.

93feetofsmoke - plz don't hit my phone (prod. elliot anderson)

93feetofsmoke - LTD EDT prod. Tony Pajama$

93feetofsmoke - I DONT WANNA TELL U (prod.93feetofsmoke)

falling snippet (prod. 100ugs)

Not even close to finished, just fucking around. garageband one take on my phone

Evan's Album

Lost Foundation (prod. me)

Snippet of a Rose. Didn't even mix it. Well, I fucked my voice up...

false hope

rose snippet freestyle (prod. splashgvng)

brain is reelin (freestyle snippet)

edited polearm's back2bed

lyrics:

i don’t gotta try when my boys flick me up
post it on the gram just to remind you i’m up
mix the ‘06 bape with the vetements
bitch you’re just the doormat stepped on with my louboutins

just signed off my old shit just to pay more in my taxes
texting my accountant write off this burberry jacket
one thing that cannot make me happy is the racks
d9 got it tatted that’s a fact

u got no drip talk bout racks boy that’s cap
u say the same shit on guitar beats boy that’s whack
if you got me on the beat then it’s a wrap

shawty got me on a string she’s fucking with my head
fuck around leave the bank then go back to bed
miss my boys in new york we’re going back again
u want a mix that’s in your budget i bet you’d like that

polearm - back2bed edit

slowed version of polearm's back2bed2

lyrics:

u got me on a string
fucking with my head
shouldn’t fall in love but where’s the fun in that
fuck around leave the bank then go back to bed
waking up, sun is down, feeling like i’m dead

funny how it goes
turn the sticks to stones
can’t protect my heart and it’s never going well
i’m the only one around so why you tryna go
i know you’re only saying that so i’ll leave you alone
i’ll leave you alone
funny how she got into my head then went away
wonder what she thinking when i don’t have shit to say
have nothing to say
there’s no amount of time that could turn me away

polearm - back2bed2 slowed

edit of 93feetofsmoke's plzdonthitmyphone

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