prod brad garrison

lyrics:
i been walking round the streets
cant get mixd up
i been tryna go to sleep 
bitch got me pissed off
tryna look into my sleeves 
it got me sick uh
say u gettin to the green
fucking sim swapped
ohhh i cant go outside
i dont wanna see the end ill stop and swipe
ohhhh no i dont wanna die
wake up every fucking day no sacrifice

i been walking round the streets
cant get mixd up
i been tryna go to sleep 
bitch got me pissed off
tryna look into my sleeves 
it got me sick uh
say u gettin to the green
fucking sim swapped
ohhh i cant go outside
i dont wanna see the end ill stop and swipe
ohhhh no i dont wanna die
wake up every fucking day no sacrifice

pissed off

rhymes:

put him under my knife like a surgeon
yea we kill him we dont even hurt em
yea we fuck on the rug we not persian
in them places you aint even heard of
got her wrapped round my head like a turban
not the town how we ride in surburbans
yea the main she hate my ex
crisis averted
how you hating on me as a person
they dont want this beef no thurmanns
yea i keep that heat no thermos
double r my car got curtains
got my bih upset no Furman
if you straight we straight no perming
yeehaw roll raw im burning
yea
im burning up
im really shocked you aint heard of us
izzy and i feeling murdeous
bitch im a dog feel like cerberus
got a two door whip you still ride the bus
im sipping act i dont mind the tuss
i get off when she get off when she get off i like to bust
yea yea
bih im a dog
hop whip to whip leapfrog
throw it up and down seesaw
bitch im about my cream
got the gallery on me
got the gallery white tee
my salary like calories 2k a day thats me

chorus
i get laid like frito lay
told my mom its gon be ok
25 hoes in an escalade
doing shit for the escapade
i wake up which wrist do i flex today
i dont walk around bitch i levitate
i said fuck a doc i self medicate
she open her legs its the heaven gates
beat her back like an 808
ops they know where i stay
fuck i dont relocate
i never move, i stay in the ville
neck underwater im breathing thru gills
buffalo my pockets full of them bills
cuff a hoe something i couldnt fulfill
you wanted something i couldnt be ok
fuck the bullshit ole ok
im making blues while i snooze ok
i never, i never lose ok
designer shoes i abuse
like she wanna fuck me im getting the cues
S on my chest like i play for the cuse
i dont fuck em in ones, i fuck em in twos
yea
now im up its whats up with me
im sippin on mf bubbly
bad hoes start to say they in love with me
just come take a look at my bank account
the way that im stacking it gluttony
if he talking shit it end bloodily
like in her mouth
she want my kids joint custody

chorus

hit a blinker 
put my fist to his chin he a thinker
talk game but im never gon link her
bring in the bell not the tinker
*bell*
side hoe want a ring on her finger
one fuck and they linger
pussy pantheress its pinker
low shots not a stinger

crisis averted [+ elxnce, surgeon, lewisgoing]

produced by me and @1r4ichu
featuring vocals by @1r4ichu & @1sene

notes🎵🎵 w/ r4ichu & sene

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i <3 @1gutter
prod. @n0thing2do

[lyrics]

no, no it's not your business
doing all that talk gutter group pay you a visit
... that's a bummer and it's mystic
choppa on me (negev), when i feed it you go missing
distance i know,
travel where you won't, gotta
keep it on the move, bitch my
chop go where i go,
and i keep it on the low...
gutter group stay with the smoke (cough)
counting up this dough, and i'm clutching 44 (4....)

hi, im low, all my emotions for show
boutta pop out with that laser beam i'll stick you better move...
...(if you) if you duck my choppa goose,
got a hair trigger pistol and it like to fucking shoot

i don't give a fuck what they say
if you got a problem imma let the (click) spray
...imma let the (click, boom) ...
and i'm bout it everyday

i run, i run, i run
just to wind up stuck in the same old place wtf
didn't
didn't have to get this far now i'm

letting time just pass me by (oh my)
omg, (i think i'll pass away tonight)
will you miss me when i'm gone?
will you miss me for tonight?
(will you love me if i have you in the barrel of my sight?)

(ev) every day it's the same shit, i don't wanna talk
every day losing patience, never had a lot (to begin with)
i'm alone a bottle full of scotch, 2 negevs my home defense but i stay walking with a... (glock)
i stay with my n2d and stat trak on the chop
walk em' down, headshot, put like 7 in your (throat)
are you stuck or just in shock?
all my dogs, they bark a lot
i got powder in my snot
sippin' tris but i been locked (in)

i been up passing the time, sippin' up i lost my mind (yeah)
didn't know love was a crime (yeah), my pistol don't cry
i don't got love for a bitch, (especially not when they trick)
cause bitches all lie (shit)
not even going outside, i been lost, i'm sick of trying

i'm so motherfucking done, i'm so tired of this shit
i'm so sick of all the times that the devil blew a kiss
i've been using up all my patience, it's time to call it quits
and i hope in passing time, i hope you overlook my sins

SINS [nothing2do]

*you don't mean a thing to me, oh how I wish that were true
tell myself it's otherwise, but I don't get the clue*

you say you'll be here for the night,
oh how I wish that sun won't rise the same way it always do
except its never been so bright
morning comes and you'll be gone
I feel the coldness without your skin
you left your lipstick on my sleeve,
and its the only piece of you that I can keep

so I hold it closely by
and I've been dreaming of you each night
don't know if its wrong or right,
I can't forget that look in your eyes

*you don't mean a thing to me, oh how I wish that were true
tell myself it's otherwise, but I don't get the clue*

it doesn't take that long for me to see
the other side aint as bad as I thought it would be
I was counting the days before I realized you weren't coming back to me
but it's hard to believe, so I just tell myself

*you don't mean a thing to me, oh how I wish that were true
tell myself it's otherwise, but I don't get the clue*

Morning Comes

WE R FUCKIN BACK

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produced by minok0(:

Verse Order:
@minok0
@m3rsi
@luvxlaini
@apk-ghost333

let it go w/ minok0 + revaMp + apkghost (minok0)

i stay in the city so much feel like the man of it
this hoe on my body tryna fuck like she demanding it
when i touch down LAX i spent a couple grand in it
i might hit new york i aint even tryna go though
drunk hoes on me tryna ask me for a photo
we can fuck up in the bnb or in the 4 door
i been spending all this fucking bread i shouldnt blow through

fucking hella hoes i know i really shouldnt go through
i love living life raw so i can't control you
we can fuck up in the bnb or in the 4 door
drunk hoe on me tryna sneak her ass a photo
i aint even made it but i'm living like i made it
state to fucking state i'm going place to fucking place and i been
putting myself into business i don't got no business in
ion even throw up anymore i'm really used to sin
in the sin city in the broadcast room
she gon flash her titties cuz i asked her to
i remember feeling like the shit when i met you but
i regret you now i regret you now

i stay in the city so much feel like the man of it
this hoe on my body tryna fuck like she demanding it
when i touch down LAX i spent a couple grand it
boutta hit new york, i aint even tryna go though

new york

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