im runnin wit da fuckin money cru, white boyz on my rosta bitch they callin us da bunny crew :0000000000000

Lyrics: 

Beat by the lake waste deep mistakes I pray for some change 
But a dollar couldn’t break it feeling empty in a cage I’m a sickened motherfucker feel deranged 
In my mental closing in I need escape 
In the darkness 
Cool it by the gallows in the rain
my carcass 
Dead for the birds ascend my conscious 
Flirt with the worms these bitches toxic 
Im off the acid the weed and the chronic 

Sipping on 13 feeling like Austin
Tripping off perc 10s sit in my closet 
Sucker put work in just to fall of quick 
Working nocturnal don’t care how the clock spin 
Right on my waist is the Glock watch the block spin
Sike I don’t care for your drama I’m chilling off habits 
Dividing my commas internal a nation that’s all out of options 

Blacklisted I wanna rid of em 
Sipping on Ritalin you ain’t the bigger man 
Chill with a stick like the reaper you middle men 
Dead in the distance a horse see a mound of decisions 
Adrenaline pumping my wrist an incision assumptions be living so reckless its nothing  
They love the depression relate it to something 
Feel dead everyday like a zombie not bluffing


So so so so

Slow as I stroke deep 
Hand on her throat 

Swear nobody knows me I gotta go 
Pack all my belongings head for the road

Like oh oh  no no

Devil within me its straining my soul
Taking me over a gun to my skull 
Heavily drugged I lay stiff in the road 
Like

oh so fucked up every moments worthless as I lay in bed 
I always think about my life and if it’s worth it 
Always dread
 just read the Verses written I feel fucked up off
Another med Self diagnosed neglect-ion need a reason for I blow my head 

splatter all the walls I colonize the floor with cells of red
Insecurities amount from all the words they fucking said 
But anyways 
Smoke another blunt it’s just another day
Wait what you say?
I don’t really care unless you comfort me without the endless lies you piece of shit don’t come back now for me

NEWPORT DREAMS (prod. aureola)

AMBUSH®

FUCK SEAN HANNITY (FLORIDA BOUND)

suffocate (feat idy wavey)

Wifi Waffles

A TEAM

BO$$IN IN MY CA$KET (prod. RYOICHI!)

Lyrics: 

Thinking on a mistake 
did a little bidding in my head space 
sold my soul to stay away from mis taste 
disgrace thinking bout my dumb face 
scattered fuck it shatter heart and leave me in my worst place 

 motherfuckers only care about the baggage only passing verbal passive fuck a passion 
lets just follow what hes doing maybe cash in catch em lacking 
never worried bout my death its only matter time it happens 

watch em gather round they circle like the birds above
puffing on a jay up in the other hand a blunt 
Smoke to face I like the taste of poison up inside my lungs
always blood in hand im coughing up my body not a pun 
always doing drugs what started out for fun 
only taking what I can but lately I be smoking till my vision faded body stiff and numb
fuck it up dont give a fuck about it wont be here for long 
Reaper never distant always linger im the vagabond
abbadon
 rest in piss you piece of shit no peace for leeches dead and gone 
plenty out for me the others hate but talk about my songs
fuck around and find out why im always in my head along 
Ripping and tripping prescription split I take a hit and gone 
Spitting precision the blade done slitting vein im living wrong  
Running no stunting id rather puff the weed inside the bong 
Dejected impressing whatever’s left instead I write this song 
Now lay in bed I look up at the ceiling 
empty heart I long 

Wishing 
this was the end of it all think I’m kidding
I look for a sign or some hope but it’s distant 
In head know it’s wrong but abusing decisions 
To vices now numb feeling dumb always living dependent 
I can’t get away got no ice or no pendant 
Depending I make it no matter I’m sending in life with a

message of give it and sinning repent for a feeling no god in the ceiling it shatters like glass as I fall never kneeling my face got no place in this world why I’m peeling my skin from my bones to be close to these demons berating or hating no matter they with me forever pariah dejected come get me or leave me alone 

In this hole I rot inside my tomb no light it’s dark just like the womb could I presume that  life on pause will not resume so grip the pistol know im doomed 
My eyes now white just like the moon

suffocate (feat idy wavey)

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