The goblin hits hard in this song 😮‍💨

(Lyrics)

Still creeping while smoking 
Till my end of days 
I aint breathing im still seeking 
For a way to escape 
My blood is leaking on the leaves 
Falling down in the rain 
im not sleeping 
Im deceased 
Let me rot in decay 
I keep dreaming 
Of a sequence 
With a mic on a stage 
These people thinking 
I am weakness 
Imma current of waves
I keep speaking 
On my deepest 
Side of my pain 
Always conceding 
Im Keeping 
It in while they think im okay

Fuck do you mean 
Im losing everyone everyday 
Fuck is you seeing 
This life aint sunshine aflame
Roll up the green 
Im living the same 
Take a trip with me
Baby we can find a new way

But 
I want know 
Wheres is it you go
I want to see 
If the world 
Still sunken
Into the sea 

She my angel 
In the night 
When i cant escape
She be with me 
When im high 
Take the pain away 
Fucking up my mind 
Feel my soul erase
Fucking up my timeline 
So i left it blank 
Body on life line
Keep my heart safe
Wish you was just mine 
Do you feel the same
Baby you so fine 
I just wanna taste 
Turning out the lights 
Bumping up the bass
I aint tryna act nice 
Suck me like you saying grace 
I aint tryna act right 
See it in my face 
Glitching off this gigabyte 
Im in outerspace

I Want To Know

I WANT TO KNOW(Prod. Thorn Beats)

GIVE IN

SAY SO Ft. Wiindigoo (Prod.Necu)

Lyrics:

I can’t 
Work up in the smoke i swear that by chance 
Maybe you could cope you on the vyvanse
Think that i could trip up on the right dance
On the Vyvanse 
Tell me 
I can’t 
Work up in the smoke i swear that by chance 
Maybe you could cope you on the Vyvanse
Think that i could trip up on the right dance
On the the Vyvanse
On the Vyvanse

On the Vyvanse
You know i be chillin on the Vyvanse 
Spillin in the coop im on ya side man 
My life feelin like a fuckin mine land
A fuckin mine land 

 I can’t 
Work up in the smoke i swear that by chance 
Maybe you could cope you on the vyvanse
Think that i could trip up on the right dance
On the Vyvanse 
Tell me 
I can’t 
Work up in the smoke i swear that by chance 
Maybe you could cope you on the Vyvanse
Think that i could trip up on the right dance
On the Vyvanse
On the Vyvanse 

Rawr Rawr

I Can’t (Prod.kinkoma)

sk3lly - the ducks outside are my only friends prod. SUZUKKI

BITE UP (feat.RIP NOVEMBER)

Prod by my boiiiii loneghost or smokebreak81 whatever he goes by now

Everybody talk shit
Shawty say she-a-boss bitch 
Everyone i hate to say it really think that you can’t make it and im smokin on Jamaican reefer on the dash
You know i got cash 
Swervin till i crash 
Out and-you-know-I’m brash
And my-bitch-she-be-shakin-ass 
Kicked out-of-my-fuckin-class
They thought lxch-was-livin-too fast
They thought lxch-was-livin-too fast
They thought lxch-was-livin-too fast

Everybody talk shit
Everyday its something else 
No one ever walks shit 
Doesn’t matter how you felt (x2)

Everybody talk shit
Everyday its something else 
No one ever walks shit 
Doesn’t matter how you felt (x2)

Everybody Talks Shit

Prod smokebreak81

Shoutout Louisiana ca$h

Bitch-im-from-louisana no i never play 
I be fuckin-onn yo bitch-and eat it like some etoufee 
Everybody wanna taste but-i-ain’t servin a buffet 
I be livin in the smoke im never chillin in yo way 
I be riding clean-lc-all to laffayette 
Got the chelseas, felt these, i ain’t laughing yet
These Bitches think they fine, but they chill at Vernon lake? 
What the fuck-is-on-yo-mind? You lookin like the fuckin rake 
If you cut-off-all-his-shit
If you spun-up-on-a-ditch 
If you run-up-on-me-bitch 
You better pray cuz i dont play 
Livin in the smoke its never been another way 
I be eating crawfish i fuckin hate the month of may 
Potato-salad-in gumbo ima eat it how i want 
(Pause) no like seriously thats how you should eat it 
&’
Oh boy, po boys now i know i home, 
And its no ploy, like troy, shoot em in the dome

Bitch-im-from-louisana no i never play 
I be fuckin-onn yo bitch-and eat it like some etoufee 
Everybody wanna taste but-i-ain’t servin a buffet 
I be livin in the smoke im never chillin in yo way (x2)

Ridin’ Clean (Louisiana song)

wishlist (prod. shvde)

*ON ALL PLATS* 

lyrics:

Moving like you really gonna do that
He just took a shot all these bitches don’t know him but
He gon let it slide, put the bagel in the toaster
Known her since he was working on these po—

I'm jumping out the posters
I’m jumping getting closer
Tryna keep it frank but I do not want your ocean
Jumping getting motion
Please don’t let me fall
I'm getting paranoid I write my feelings on the wall
Popping these pills that be taking from my lifespan
Keep them on the nightstand
Wish I wasn’t like that
My bad, I’ve had thoughts of a psychopath
I’m just tryna make a bag
When all these bitches pay for fans
Maybe I’m not made for that
Maybe I’m not made for this 
I just want the credit it ain’t all about the paper bitch
I just want some fans didn’t know I had to pay for them
Any fucking artist get some money they a raper man

Spend some money or you saving it
working all your life how come you ain’t made shit
You got nothing to show it’s not your fault 
Gotta get them jumping at the shows, heart stops
You moving in the wrong direction
Who the fuck are you to give me false ass suggestions
I told them stop the aggression
Pick up a pen give the people a message

Moving like you really gonna do that
He just took a shot all these bitches don’t know him but
He gon let it slide put the bagel in the toaster
Known her since he was working on these posters

Cash coming in
Still I’m growing up
Education make me loose my patient gotta focus bruh
Got a double cup
Probably fucking up
Gotta toughen up
Tryna get a girl but love is tough
Untouched by the devil
Wanna die, grab a shovel
Put the petal to the metal
Earn a metal boy you better
Born to breach boy you better be the best ever
Trend setter
better blow their minds with every single letter
Got the bar set high
Write bars get high (one of the best)
Spit shit till I die
Shits sick don’t lie
You ain’t ever seen a motherfucker like me
Just wait all these people gon  be like me (the best to do it)
Music makes me confident cus it’s my providence
Probably since all these other rappers always call it quits
Too white to be a balled out bitch
I’m all bout this
Left you for a balled out prince
Smart ass bitch
A bad ass clique
Do bad ass shit
Your bad ass bitch
Sucking some bad ass dick
I’m bout that bitch (that’s right)
I do that shit
I screwed that bitch
I’m new at this
But good as shit 
You knew that bitch

Cash coming in but it’s all coming out
Had a mental breakdown put some tear up on my momma couch
life had to teach me what this songs about
Now you bumping it and you don’t know how it sounds without
Blood, sweat, tears, fears
Knowledge that you kept from your peers for years
And now it’s feeling like the end is near (the truth)
So let it unfold you let it on for years

Spend some money or you saving it
working all your life how come you ain’t made shit
You got nothing to show it’s not your fault 
Gotta get them jumping at the shows, heart stops

I Can’t (Prod.kinkoma)

X_LXCH_X

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