[CHORUS] x2
Got my fingers wrapped around the plug
And these days, she’s been begging me to pull it
Got me asking, “Baby, where’s the love?”
No response, grab the trigger, bite the bullet

[VERSE 1] 
Haven’t seen you in a month, and I’m going through withdrawal
Pull your love into my lungs, let the smoke crawl up the walls
Tried to shake you from my mind, tried to rip you from my heart
Baby, can’t you see that I’ve been imprisoned from the start? 
She had my soul in the palm of her hand 
Crumbled and broken, a pile of sand
Don’t you understand the power you have
Could drive a man mad, and frankly I’m mad (I’m mad!)
I’m diving off in the deep-end
A new vice every weekend
Smoke and drinking for coping and thinking
Don’t feel myself blinking, this can’t be the reason, I -

[CHORUS] x2
Got my fingers wrapped around the plug 
And these days, she’s been begging me to pull it
Got me asking, “Baby, where’s the love?”
No response, grab the trigger, bite the bullet

[BRIDGE]  
No response, grab the trigger, bite the bullet 
No response, grab the trigger, bite the bullet 

[VERSE 2] 
And if I knew how to treat you all along 
Bet this would sound like a much different song 
Did you so wrong, at least in my mind 
But can’t we rewind to simpler times? 
Fuck all the signs, you should be mine 
All of these lights but none of them shine like you 
Fuck up my rhymes like you 
Now I don’t know what to do 
‘Cus I grew dependent on all of the love that you gave me 
And baby, it’s driving me crazy, so maybe - 
We’ll learn how to love, give it a shot 
Empty my heart, everything that I’ve got 
I’m diving off in the deep-end 
A new vice every weekend 
Smoke and drinking for coping and thinking 
Don’t feel myself blinking, this can’t be the reason, I - 

[CHORUS] x2
Got my fingers wrapped around the plug 
And these days, she’s been begging me to pull it 
Got me asking, “Baby, where’s the love?”
No response, grab the trigger, bite the bullet

[OUTRO] 
No response, grab the trigger, bite the bullet 
No response, grab the trigger, bite the bullet

BITE THE BULLET (Prod. Pilot Kid)

[CHORUS] 
I haven’t hit the bottle in a minute
I haven’t hit the weed in a minute
I haven’t called my friends, haven’t tied up loose ends
I feel like I’m getting closer to my limit
And I’m treating every day like it’s a scrimmage
But tomorrow I might get around to winning
I haven’t called my friends, haven’t tied up loose ends
I feel like I’m getting closer to my limit

[VERSE 1] 
(Listen)
Co-Star told me “Get my shit together,
You can’t overthink forever, get on up and make it better”
But I’m… Weathered and beaten
Broke down, mistreated
And whether or not I make it, the moment seems to be fleeting
So I’m…
Speeding down the 5, with my hands to the sky
Screaming “I don’t give a fuck,” thinking “I don’t wanna die”
I’m too young for giving up, I’m too numb to feel alive
But I feel alive right now

[BRIDGE] x3
La, la, la, la, la, la, la

[CHORUS] 
I haven’t hit the bottle in a minute
I haven’t hit the weed in a minute
I haven’t called my friends, haven’t tied up loose ends
I feel like I’m getting closer to my limit
And I’m treating every day like it’s a scrimmage
But tomorrow I might get around to winning
I haven’t called my friends, haven’t tied up loose ends
I feel like I’m getting closer to my limit

[VERSE 2] 
(Look)
Every day, same thing
I roll out of bed and start to chase a new dream
My eyes are wider than my appetite, I do think 
I wanna crack a milly strictly off this loose leaf
I lose sleep thinking about what I could be
I could be the voice of a generation
But lately, I’ve been complacent
Like I’m the one who needs saving
Send a prayer up to God, I wonder if He’s been waiting
These ends never get tied, it can’t be good for my health
Texts, never replied, it’s something I couldn’t help
I’m my own biggest burden
Build a bridge and I’ll burn it
And if I end up alone, in truth, I probably deserved it
Will I see you again? It’s so uncertain
Are you still a friend, or am I closing the curtain?
I’m sorry that I never hit you back
Guess I have a lot of shit in my head left to unpack

[BRIDGE] x3
La, la, la, la, la, la, la

[CHORUS] 
I haven’t hit the bottle in a minute
I haven’t hit the weed in a minute
I haven’t called my friends, haven’t tied up loose ends
I feel like I’m getting closer to my limit
And I’m treating every day like it’s a scrimmage
But tomorrow I might get around to winning
I haven’t called my friends, haven’t tied up loose ends 
I feel like I’m getting closer to my limit

[OUTRO]
I’ve been getting closer to God
In all the wrong ways

LOOSE ENDS (Prod. Pilot Kid)

PART 1: COME BACK

[VERSE 1] 
Baby, come back 
It's getting cold where I'm at 
Where have you been? Who have you seen? 
Nah, let's forget all of that 
Leave all that shit in the past 
I know that it wasn't perfect 
But I took a lot of time searching 
And I found nobody else worth it 
That is a fact 
I wanna know what you need me to be 
I can be it, you just gotta believe 
A blossom does always begin as a seed 
And that's you and me 
I give second chances like charity 
That shit that you pulled wasn't fair to me 
I left you alone for some clarity 
And apparently... 
I wasn't ready to give up 
Baby, your love is a stick-up 
You've got me surrounded, my heart gets to pounding 
Whenever I'm looking our shit up 
All these old texts, all these old pics 
All this back-and-forth got me anxious
But I can’t quit, but I can’t quit, but I can’t - 

[HOOK] x2
I still feel like we could make something out of nothing
So, baby, come back 

[VERSE 2]
I called you the other night
Already knew something wasn’t right
The tone of your voice was off
Your eyes were darting back and forth
The wall was giving you bad advice
I tried to rope you back in
Fuck all that “We would be better as friends”
She said, “It’s over, we can’t play pretend”
But who said we couldn’t try?

[HOOK] x2
I still feel like we could make something out of nothing
So, baby, come back 

PART 2: SOME NIGHTS

[VERSE] 
Some nights, it feels like... 
We were meant to be, my love 
It's only you and me, my love 
You make me feel complete, my love 
Some nights it feels like... 
I should let you free, my love 
We can't always compete, my love 
That isn't what you need, my love 
It's so hard to let you go 
When I know that I'll never find another one like you 
I don't wanna fight you 
Always at my neck, so I guess, for the best 
Gotta lay that shit to rest, now I do it all to spite you 
But if I called to invite you 
I wonder if you’d ever pick up 
…
But, really, would you pick up?

[GUITAR SOLO]

COME BACK / SOME NIGHTS (Prod. Pilot Kid)

ABOVE DIRT 🥀

[VERSE 1] 
Got my head in the clouds 
My Vans on the ground, my heart in the crowd 
My life is a mosh pit, I get tossed around 
But I always land back on my feet 
Look at me now 
My parents would be so proud 
If I ever let them listen
But I’m always rapping ‘bout money and bitches 
Sorry, momma, I might let you listen to the deep cuts
Or the ones about Jesus 
Praise to the Most High, but I am the most high 
(Nah, I’m kidding) 
But we can get it popping like confetti
Or a semi, when I pull up in the cut, no machete 
With a drink in my hand, I don’t ever want to land 
Try to pull me down, I’ll just float up again 
Take another shot, I might throw up again
Fall to my knees and repent, but I don’t regret 
Flashback, two years, I was all alone 
Now I’ve got a couple dozens friends at my home
And we’re all getting fucked up 
I think that I lucked up
Everything I wanted in the bottom of a red cup 
Everything I wanted in a - (hold up, wait) 

[HOOK] x2
Let me simmer down, let me sober up 
Haven’t seen the ground in a couple months
I’ve been flying high, colors in the sky 
Got me hypnotized, make me feel alive
Let me simmer down, let me sober up 
Lost but I was found, crawled out of a rut 
Thank God, I survived
Pray I make it through the night 
 
[VERSE 2] 
Middle fingers up to the old me 
I won’t let my demons control me
Sad shit is weak shit, superficial deep shit
“Chin up,” that’s what my momma told me
(I just wanna) Stretch it out like a yogi 
Stack up the colby, cop a couple rollies 
Watch cost a neighborhood, fuck George Zimmerman 
Yellow diamonds dancing on my neck, bitch, glistening
Wait, I’ve been gone for a minute 
Same old kid, just a little more fitted 
Never really fit in, always so timid 
Now I bag hoes, puff O’s, stay sippin’
(I’m) Off the Captain, I’m often capping about
How much I’m downing, about - 
A fifth if I really wanted, but I ain’t trying to drown, so - 
I’mma take it slow and let the night soak 
Play a little ISO

[HOOK] x2
Let me simmer down, let me sober up 
Haven’t seen the ground in a couple months
I’ve been flying high, colors in the sky 
Got me hypnotized, make me feel alive
Let me simmer down, let me sober up 
Lost but I was found, crawled out of a rut 
Thank God, I survived
Pray I make it through the night

simmer down! (Prod. BEATCoin)

[VERSE 1] 
Always kept my head above the dirt (dirt)
Took a minute, but I broke the curse (uh-huh)
Flirted with the thought of giving up (what?) 
Thank the Lord above it wasn't worse (uh-huh)
Haven’t been to Church in awhile, but 
I know that God’s looking down with a smile, ‘cus
I’m looking up with the same on my face, and 
I haven’t shown it in a couple hundred miles, bruh 
Yeah, I still wish “760” was the code
Coneflower Street, that’ll always be home
Nowadays, feel like I’m a little too grown
Stumbling to bed off of shots of Patrón
Hope you can forgive me for all the shit that I’ve done
Just wanted to feel, and my fingers were getting numb
I’d say “young and dumb,” but I’m only getting dumber 
Can’t say I regret it, ‘cus really, I had fun, but… 

[HOOK] 
Pray I didn’t fuck it all up 
Pray I didn’t fuck it all up 
Maybe I’ll be back someday 
Pray I didn’t fuck it all up 

[BRIDGE] x2
Sun doesn’t shine like it used to
But I’ve got a spotlight now
Fuck it all up, like, take two 
I’ll try to make it up somehow 

[VERSE 2] 
Then again, feeling better than I’ve ever been
Stop, breathe, let it settle in 
Still doesn’t feel real, back-peddling 
To the past, for the sentiment 
Desolate shit, now I’m on that “I want Benjamins” shit 
Hit my cabinet for the medicine, quick 
Funny thing, it only made me more sick 
Feel like I’m my own nemesis, shit 
Meanwhile, in pursuit of fortune 
Fuck a portion, I want a Porsche, and… 
All the shit that I could not afford then 
I mean now, still broke, more since 
We last spoke, I might choke up 
2016, had to grow up
Had to grow apart
Coneflower Street, always in my heart

[OUTRO] 
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

coneflower st. (Prod. Evan Parisi-Sanchez)

[VERSE] 
Good news, I'm running out of shit to rap about 
Maybe I could say the money in my bank account 
Is too small, or my dream is too big 
Or I hate my tooth gap, or I'll never be shit, but... 
These days, I've been moving with some leeway 
Broke out of my cage, now I'm living life the free way 
Life is like a freeway, I might crash and burn 
Sometimes you grow, sometimes you never learn 
I'm taking all that I earned, I deserve to be happy 
Fuck all of that sappy shit, I'm over passiveness 
And if I want it, I'mma get it, no more asking shit 
(If I want it, I’mma get it, no asking) 
This past year felt like a couple days 
I guess that time flies when you’re living it in a haze
I’m going out in a blaze, but fuck it, I had fun 
Lay me into a grave, the war is already won 
My life was a fucking mess, stress and depression daily
Pain in my father’s eyes, praying someone would save me
Hearing my momma cry, the thought of it still shakes me
The irony is, all she wanted was for her baby - 
To be happy, well here we are, we finally made it 
And all the scars, that’s who we are, or how we made it 
I’m with the stars, and the view is so pretty
I just wish I could’ve brought you to the top with me

AIDYEDDY

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