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listen to the full ablum "The Comeback" on all platforms. And witness how Ive been able to overcome the aftermath of what this song covers. Im taking time to solidify the healing. But have invested in an actual microphone to record my upcoming songs with.

Thank you for listening, and be patient with yourself. You can overcome any situation, and if you need help avoiding future ones, take time to pray. Pray for the wisdom to surround yourself with gods people (any religion you choose). People of the world use, abuse, and destroy others. You must learn to separate from them. So protect yourself. I wouldn't wish what I went through on my worst enemy, but I feel free now that I have finally shared the songs on this album.

FULL ALBUM HERE

SleeplessNights

Ruler Clip [Prod. RexVZ]

All that flex just to lose the keys,
All that debt just to fake the breeze.
You ain’t built like that —
You just drove your lies into the last act.

Thirteen hundred I tossed your way,
Promised me “hundred a week,” okay.
One week passed, money came once,
Then ghosted like truth don’t weigh a ton.

It was my girl’s bread, let’s keep that real,
You used heartbreak just to dodge the deal.
Said since we broke up, the loan ain’t count?
Nah bro, that’s guilt with a discount.

Then you did it again — same damn script,
Hid that Civic like it was a whip.
Nine months ghost, like a repo ninja,
Moved out the crib, but your debt still lingers.

Shaw’s lot drop-off, called the bank,
Told insurance lies, but the plan just sank.
They said, “We never picked it up,” that’s cap,
You had to admit you set the trap.

All that for a Civic — now you stuck,
Fake flex dreams and a life outta luck.
Hide the keys, but you can’t hide the truth,
Real ones know, you just playin’ spoof.

Owe the bread, but you ghost like a pro,
Blame my breakup — that’s cold, bro.
Tryna run game with your face on mute,
But the files don’t lie — I’m speakin’ the root.

You were duckin’ calls, fakin’ peace,
While we stressed out with receipts.
Your red S4 still a leased-out front,
Civic got ditched like a failed stunt.

And your stories change with the wind you chase,
But I stay logged in with a clean trace.
You ain’t broke — you just fake loyal,
Used to shine but the chrome turned spoiled.

Can’t run a biz, can’t pay a loan,
Live in your whip more than your home.
Earrings still big, but your word too small,
Hide from the truth like it’s protocol.

You play games like The Crew, no path,
But the path you on? Built from aftermath.
Try to act like you good with debt,
But real ones know, you ain’t paid it yet.

All that for a Civic — now you stuck,
Fake flex dreams and a life outta luck.
Hide the keys, but you can’t hide the truth,
Real ones know, you just playin’ spoof.

Owe the bread, but you ghost like a pro,
Blame my breakup — that’s cold, bro.
Tryna run game with your face on mute,
But the files don’t lie — I’m speakin’ the root.


So next time you flex in borrowed fits,
Remember who covered your slips.
From chrome red rides to Civic stalls,
You wrote a check your soul can’t call.

Sonny don’t chase — I log, I move,
Truth got legs, and I got proof.
This ain’t beef, this an audit of shame,
Next time pay the loan — and don’t fake my name.

All That for a Civic

All That for a Civic

Sonny.exe

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