You wasn't the one and that shit is a shame
Wakin' up cryin' and screamin' your name
I know that i'm corny, you ain't gotta say
Been goin' retarded and havin' off days

Gettin' a bag and a pack of some cake
Lettin' the past make its way to my brain
Half of the time I don't know what i'm sayin'
I picture your face in my head as you leave
I think of the ways of how it could be
Deep in my mind I would save you a seat
Back in the office and talkin' to Chris
Niggas confused about how it all flipped, i'm like

All of this shit is my fault
Lucidity, vacancy, no time to talk
Distance and loneliness caught in my fog
And I still don't know about it at all, like
Visions of life under limited time
Envision myself dying cold every night
I broke my trajectory, not gonna lie
I've been falling down while tryna climb

All of the passion and love in my heart
Fuck up my head and it tear me apart
I never claimed that I was that smart
And I wish we could restart
But its too late for that now
It's too late for a lot of things
Your growing impatience when I had you waitin' when I was worth not a thing
I was in that position when you first got wit' him and now I don't wanna be
No fairytale ending these tokens of memories are all I have got for me (I just really want you to die)

Back at that party I wasn't all over her—
Back at that party I wasn't all over her—
Back at that- Back at that— I wasn't all over her
I was still lonely, I should've been holding her
Had to go home 'cause the lies were too much for her-her
Cryin' and screamin' I didn't feel much of her
I should've known then that we wouldn't get back—
Should've known then that we wouldn't get back- back- back—
Should've known then that we wouldn't get back together
But if she wanted to, I would've let her
Ivy i'm sorry, i'll never get better
Our time that i'll cherish forever and ever
(Who's the jew bro what the fuck)

Vol. 7 CD

Remember Me In November

I dont know if you got my text 

But I know a Thousand  people still love their ex

They’re hung up on the past
Memories never last
And this shit turns to ash
Threw my heart in the trash 

I don’t know if you got my text
But you’re steady moving on from the next to the next
Having sex
Blocking texts
While I’m stacking these checks
Guess that’s all I can do
While still I’m missing you

You’re just a worlds away and so was life when you would use a knife
I’m glad you got a grip on life
I heard you’re doing fine I’m glad
I’m still sad
Don’t feel bad
I did this to myself for sure
There’s no cure for what I have
I take these pills just to cope
I can’t see a glimmer of fucking hope

I dont know if you got my text 

But I know a Thousand  people still love their ex

They’re hung up on the past
Memories never last
And this shit turns to ash
Threw my heart in the trash

get a grip (prod. deatheart)

Crimson Red

d10s [prod. by bart buurman]

ripdiorhomme (prod. døøf)

https://soundcloud.com/calebgiles

cover art by https://soundcloud.com/jalissa-bono

Caleb Giles & argov - Ceiling

raps by @jaycinema
cover art by @shychimusic
produced by me

available everywhere: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/joejbeats/judas-feat-jay-cinema

judas (w/ Jay Cinema)

growing

Produced by and featuring Adé Hakim
Cover art by @flagthis

Trading Jerseys w/ Adé Hakim

First day of fall slap. New shit October <3
It’s finally fall produced by Edbwoy! mixed/mastered by Big Flowers
Loss produced by isaa.c mixed/mastered by pis.i

It's Finally Fall//Loss (prod. by Edbwoy! & isaa.c)

warmups

jonatan.argov@gmail.com
https://soundcloud.com/nocluefr