Playboi Carti - choppa right beneath me (original)

Playboi Carti - Get Geeked (Leak)

Playboicarti-Asthma/goku(unreleased)

Playboi Carti - Mad (Highschool)

Roses (Unmastered)

World Keep Spinning

Encarnación

I want my own little pocket, 
I want my own little world, 
My own little place 
Where I can cry undisturbed, 
Where all of the voices of muses are heard

Where I can get lost 
In all my favorite thoughts
Where I can roll round
on a carpeted ground

Where I can zone in 
On my crown shining
And my lungs 
Filling up with sound

Candlelit boudoir, a bookshelf full of lore, 
A big string of butterfly wings, 
Decorate shells with all stolen finery, 
Moonshine and wormwood 
Tastes yummy to me

I want my own little pocket, 
I want my own little world,  
My own little place 
Where I can cry undisturbed, 
Where all of the voices of muses are heard

My mic is set up 
and the guitar’s forgiving, 
I trust action 
As I dream of my freedom, 

I've got dolls on the shelves and masks on the walls
I’ve got bottles of liquid and jewelry on claws
I've got statues of goblins and nymphs of the stars
Dangling from ceilings and under the drawers

Techno magic and a silly hot body, 
And the ability to sing
That is really all I need
But

I want my own little world, 
My own special place
Where everything's fine
Where all of the voices of muses are heard


My Own Little World

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RUN IT UP - Lil Uzi Vert

So you want something more, try to open that door
But it's already closed, it's what you wanted the most
The most
So long

All the moments you missed, lost connection to it
Till some part of you’d wish that you’d acted different
Different
So long
  
Every time he walks he blows in the wind like a tree
His hands reach out like a branch lets go of falling leaves

In the time that escapes, you will find a new place
But it won't be the same, it will not be the same
You are so filled with shame

And the sun on your face, and that feeling you’ll chase
Will both set in a haze, and they’ll both fade away

Every time she walks she blows in the wind like a tree
Her hands reach out like a branch lets go of falling leaves

Every time she walks she blows in the wind like a tree
His hands reach out like a branch lets go of falling leaves

Tree

Albums:
Mourning Star (2024)
Creek Dream (2020)
Writing / recording alone style. Alex Franklin. Oakland California

Tree

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