crazy

produced by @victim731

lyrics:

showing no emotions
hide my life behind the seal
plently bitches never could 
decypher what was real
goofy mind precision
i feel like im trained to kill
stay out of my vision
i should send you straight to hell

she looking for a healer
all i do is damage deal
eating on some pussy
like that shit a happy meal
yellow nike tracksuit
looking like im killing bill
hit u in the heart
show me how u feel

nobody
can take critizism
fuck you mean
you dont like the system
censor me, ah
damn they so persistent
never filter speech
you are not offending me

how could you be mad at me
wake up its reality
whining, bitching, moaning
aint gon ever raise your salary
met her at the tiffanies
she said her name was valary
told me shut my mouth
unless im filling it with calories

drugs snowball
through my mental
everytime i stand still
end up on the asphalt
coxwell avenue
in the rumball
they dont got my shit
i trek to pape and hit the rexall

you dont want it
you dont really want it
some of my acquaintances
cant figure out im toxic
i might slip right thru the speaker
of your iphone make you drop it
i might fuck around inside your house
possessing objects

a demon
im a demon
not quite yet a ghost
i mean it
im fiendin
my potential potent
im evolving
i feel it
i mean it
thoughts that break his bones
i let him feel it

showing no emotions
hide my life behind the seal
plently bitches never could 
decypher what was real
goofy mind precision
i feel like im trained to kill
stay out of my vision
i should send you straight to hell

she looking for a healer
all i do is damage deal
eating on some pussy
like that shit a happy meal
yellow nike tracksuit
looking like im killing bill
hit u in the heart
show me how u feel

showing no emotions
hide my life behind the seal
plently bitches never could 
decypher what was real
goofy mind precision
i feel like im trained to kill
stay out of my vision
i should send you straight to hell

she looking for a healer
all i do is damage deal
eating on some pussy
like that shit a happy meal
yellow nike tracksuit
looking like im killing bill
hit u in the heart
show me how u feel

math (prod. victim731)

https://soundcloud.com/5wain3
All tracks prodded by me except for "False Hope".
thank you so much for listening and supporting me <3
i love you all <3 :)
ENJOY!

LYRICS:
brand new whip 
with the brand new seats
ahh
brand new bitch
its a brand new week
ion fuck with the weak shit
im too sleep
open up when i trust you, take a quick peek
in my mind
cant see, blind
shit dont fly
ion need advice
enemy, my mindddddddddddddd
my mindddddddddd

doing way better than my last year
i just told yall i was stuck here
clock just tick, never ending
i had to stop pretending

way too many things i had to think about
i just didnt know if i could figure out
make a few decisions and im going with my gut
take a trip outside to catch a breath and plan my route
how im finna play the game and zoom into my sound
i just wanna make it mine and drop it on the cloud
playing with my head i almost quit a couple thousand
grinding for my spot ill get it quicker than you thought bitch
mental is ready
i been thinkin heavy
im leavin a mark 
i dont wanna be lost 
anymore 
anymore, anymore 

brand new whip 
with the brand new seats
ahh
brand new bitch
its a brand new week
ion fuck with the weak shit
im too sleep
open up when i trust you, take a quick peek
in my mind
cant see, blind
shit dont fly
ion need advice
enemy, my mindddddddddddddd
my mindddddddddd 

i dont really sleep a lot
catch me shooting vids up in a parking lot
a couple bottle caps on the floor but
fuck it, im good close the door, ah
speakers in my room, loud, lonely
i just play my station like sony

Morning

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All tracks prodded by me except for "False Hope".
thank you so much for listening and supporting me <3
i love you all <3 :)
ENJOY!

LYRICS:



$waine:
red laces on the balmains, laced up
yeah we warring bout the ice like a face off
this a tip to the game, like im paid off
this a deduction, like a pay stub
where i was and who i am, i guess ill never know
all i know is i got music on the stereo
its all me like i got nobody else
but i mean it when i say that i been makin so much filth
dirty when i play it back, i know that you can smell
but i got so many things to do i cant come out the shell
working overnight it seems i feel like my own manager
late night lil link up team go erase the passenger
everybody driving now, we leading like a matador (x2)

2 bags full of cash on the table
bad bitch eyes me like a eagle
tats hips, big lips, count c-notes
pop shit, too lit, ride me slow 
tongue ring, good lick like snow cone
so cold, heart froze, on a big roll

blue jeans, so clean givenchy
my girl too hot, like palm tree
in the back, Thats That, like audi
audemars on arm, lord timepiece

Givenchy (feat. 9TAILS)

grilled cheese (prod. youngtaylor & zerobeats)

lyrics:
thought i was lost but im here again
back in the street again 
head in the clouds again

way too dope, on a vibe till im final
them boys choke, get a slap to ur spinal
spit out my woes and i spin it like vinyl
liberty given, i think i decline tho

uh

what u think about?
what u feelin when ur room enveloped in the dark?
mind is on a thousand different things, only you can calm it down
and i feel it on eleven 
turn the dial up to twelve
i cant take a second
wont take no breaths
all i do, invest in it, got that feelin in my chest
when the time slows down, and you lose ur regrets
and its swaines world now, u just livin in it, bet

goddamn

so real, most these other motherfuckers, you could really peel
show off all the layers of the fake, and they squeal
subtweets, mean streak, then they play em, fiddle

open my eyes to some new shit
evolve past myself, thats really my only competition
im down just to kick it
im down with the sickness, disturbin these rappers, admit it
aint no forgiveness
i build up the bridge, but ill burn it so quickly 
if i take it slow, that dont mean thats a weakness
still on my shit like a fly down in phoenix
the heat steady coming, sun kiss like its judas
u knew that i knew i would do it and u keep it goin, thats real shit

pound symbol, i start trend
spaced out, no star trek
cuffed in it, so busted
not a lot of upsets
cruisin down forth with a squad full of success
lookin so good in the rearview, glass tint black, make em blinded
no longer stuck in the backend

Swaine's World (prod. wrain)

lyrics:
monotone when i hit that song
in the ends of my zone no touchdown
still i score the goals
hashtag goals
muhfucka im known
respect on my name
aint no sweat i run my game
aint no challenge in my lane
all my mans we start that wave

cant do it without em
till a million dollars
and even then
we take over ur city 
then the country then the planet
look at how we planned it
song a week its madness
workin so much extra
just to make myself be better
make myself feel better
about the situation
where im forced to sit so stationary
stare at screen and silence blaring
scary when i enter in my head
i got my thoughts to carry
sit and mind my business 
and u still decide to fish and 
ask me such a stupid question
the mark was drawn i missed it
u laugh its funny isnt it?
but u so disconnected
and u still think u poppin but
its obvious ur distant
but we can play pretend n shit
just have it ur way
burger king inside ur mind
u can take it both ways
this the night time don
resurrect at dusk
these days its all bout love
but im givin none

monotone when i hit that song
in the ends of my zone no touchdown
still i score the goals
hashtag goals
muhfucka im known
respect on my name
aint no sweat i run my game
aint no challenge in my lane
all my mans we start that wave 
ya

boredom turned me to a master
im just having fun but i still murder more than half of em
sorry im so cocky, in my blood, its only natural
read i left em on it
ima conquer all i got in
veni vidi vici
like the romans what i saw its
saw it all in half and split the profits with my prospects
propane explosion, so much gasoline, im ridin
to the next dimension
time and space no enemy
aint noone ahead of me
nobody a test to me

monotone when i hit that song
in the ends of my zone no touchdown
still i score the goals
hashtag goals
muhfucka im known
respect on my name
aint no sweat i run my game
aint no challenge in my lane
all my mans we start that wave 
ya

Dieppe Nights (prod. ILLUID HALLER)

lyrics:
24/7, forever, endless

wake up,
take off all ur inhibitions
stay up,
till the late night, get the plays all the way up
let the sounds boom in ur room till the day comes
sun hits the blinds and im blind till i break off
in the wrong crowd cept for 2 or 3 i fuck with
in the right mindset to make some cool-as-fuck shit
let myself get lost in a world full of space with
not a lot of oxygen, i stole it all for bar spit
lemme shake it up a second, lookin like i bar tend
say u take em w's well u gon learn to lose then 
floating thru idea like im frankie on the 15th
seigfried, loop inside a loop, never end me 
10 ft deep like the 1st in the tape be
mixed feelings idk if i should blend these
keep em all inside when i ride thru my mental
bend spoons, neo im the chosen in a rental
monotone legend check the status for the record
its settled, i got the power like almighty evan 
nv takin heads, break necks off the pressure
lyrics so long, u gon need a tape measure

mind is open 24...
24/7, forever, endless
mind is open 24...
24/7, forever, endless

24/7 (prod. Homage)

lyrics:
SWAINE
can u feel it?
baby can u feel it?
tell me can u feel it?
can u feel it?
can u? (x2)

dreams of doin 90 on the freeway
in a brand new sports car, supports leeway
so i can fit the squad inside and blast the shit that we make
and we can give opinions based on what we feelin each day
today im feelin blessa
come from black mesa
please dont call me i dont know u, just a heads up
hope for sunny days, blue glaze in the atmosphere
i blast back with a tac from the haunted hills
cant touch me on the 90s flow old shit
get ur words and ur bread up or u done quick
bred from the xos and ovos alike
but i still got bars for anyone, like turkish delights
ight?
if u wanted cocky then u got it
im delusional, i been namin myself the cream crop, bitch
at the bottom but i feel im on the high ground
cuz all i see is heads, dead prez's all around

can u feel it?
baby can u feel it?
tell me can u feel it?
can u feel it?
can u? (x2)

9TAILS
can u feel it
just made the deal and sealed it
now this medicine inside me
got me spinning like a ceiling fan
bad behaviour block the art
my flow is permabanned
i heard you man
youre never gonna mess with me
im too advanced
saucy with it
flow is diarheaa
and my mouth told me i pooed my pants
i got lettuce on my head im like the salad man
rubber bands
up inside the mattress in the camping van
just in case im in need of a back up plan
anti social
my old friends are who im close to
i kept the rest at the distance
i come across as a cold dude
so rude
stinky weed
in the bong tube
smell like old food
could use some soap and a sponge too
when we come thru
nv always set the mood
straight with the beef
but these other rappers tofu
i miss the old you
is what the tell me
if i was planning on never evolving
id miss him too
spring weather i couldnt remain a zero
hit that life with the vito i feel like robert de niro

out the godfather
see people trashing a style when their name is on the charter
i came to push my genre further
i dont give a fuck about whos smarter

can u feel it
can u feel it baby
can u feel it
tell me can you feel it

Can You Feel It? w/ 9TAILS (prod. ILLUID HALLER)

lyrics:

midnight mercedes
midnight mercedes benz
im in my 80s bend
u know i dont pretend
u know i want it bad
know i want it bad
know i want it bad
u know i want it bad

midnight benz on the highway
my way, done like din, in the background
i think im gonna go now
i hope im finna blow now
even if i dont got a big ting  comin
even if i wanted i could not stop runnin
i just feel like maybe im the one, like neo be the chosen
im frozen 
ya
too easy
no difficulties where i come from 
im known all the way from night town
yall blow like the sirens behind ya
my mountain the one that i climb up
cant wait to perform this
one day, on a stage, front of 100s
maybe 1000s
maybe millions
what im sitting on
could be livin off
turn the static off
now im focused
all matte black benz, yung god shit
cruise down yonge, whip bumpin
and the pen still workin
im, too hungry like zombie
and the pen still workin
im, too hungry like zombie


midnight mercedes
midnight mercedes benz
im in my 80s bend
u know i dont pretend
u know i want it bad
know i want it bad
know i want it bad
u know i want it bad
forreal 

just hopped off a plane 
from the islands i came
but that island inside of my mind is missin
i havent really been stressin a minute
i hope i feel like this every minute
problems is  simple
my kinfolk is up and that really got meanin
dream bout a sunny place 
i can see ur face and thats all i want
and its far away but itll be okay
and i wish i could, look at you and say it
check my messages, and i see u sent it 
and im happy now and im hypin it
i reply it quick, cuz i need it instant 
thats real

midnight mercedes
midnight mercedes benz
im in my 80s bend
u know i dont pretend
u know i want it bad
know i want it bad
know i want it bad
u know i want it bad

Midnight Mercedes

lyrics:
heatwaves in the cities i come from 
yet best work not done, notes raisin questions
im a ill, lil kid still, kill with the pencil 
dont test, willpower of the mind, never feel fear
my ends dont end
my beginning hasnt started
if i wanted to be ballin, i would ball it like im jordan 
or lebron, surrounded by a bunch of jr smiths
bar smith, talkin bout that molten out the jaw shit
flawless
way too late to wait for somethin awesome
im better on my boss shift
clock this
see me in a couple years, gear switch
all ears for alternate bits
and im off of this shit

the rain falls, all of it my fault
i cross myself and im flossin the wrong sauce
my iphone dings and im callin im all lost
im all god, prayers are circlin my top 
cuz im prayin to myself and my hand is on my balls
my voice too quiet, i amplify my thoughts
i run around the block, and i piece it together pause
gotta blueprint for it, i hope it dont go wrong
gotta dream about a fisker makin silence when it starts
push the button and im gone
no need for keys where im goin 

i spit like im comin out of new york
i had a couple bends, i think ima need a new fork
theres stakes i gotta take and then a steak i gotta break it with the homies
in a new morn, in a new day, and im so bored, cuz u just play
they aint takin nothin serious
everybody on the same shit, make me delirious
maybe think of somethin new to say, i still wont listen in
if u think im listenin, u gotta be new to this, this, this
track stars, puttin out barkins like a mad dog
blast off, see u at the top, im the last one
and my speakers still shakin my windows
i breathe slow, bop my head up and down how the beat go
im the real deal tho you cant touch this
mc hammer catch me tippytoein in the game since
i knew i had to get it so i get it till i got it and i got it and its gotten

Heatwaves (prod. Thursday)

lyrics:

im stuck on the other side
when i ride
streetlights pass by, wide eyes 
u dont know about the long drive
ask why 
cant explain it but im on mine
im on mine
(x2)

ride with me
feel the vibe with me
get inside with me
all my weak shit stronger than ur best homie
take a rest homie
say it with my chest only
to the rest of all this shit i think im deaf, brody
i can only hear my own voice
i just need a check like an invoice
i just hit my bed and i press record
close the door and im feelin floored
how did i do it?
drop new shit
still im clueless
i dont notice
i just view it 
i dont got rose colored glasses, i got to it 
i know that this shit can get ugly like a buick
i feel like im piecin up a puzzle, feelin foolish
sometimes i get stuck on the,  

stuck on the other side
when i ride
streetlights pass by, wide eyes 
u dont know about the long drive
ask why 
cant explain it but im on mine
im on mine
(x2)

i dont post shit on my story
they dont need know where im going
aint nobody know where im at
i post the status for the raps
my shit so clean, im at the laundromat
i bust me down, cuz i got ice lip flaps
i get sample packs and then i flip-flop that
yall build a bear, im buildin brand
steady come with the heat like i brand a tat

stuck on the other side
when i ride
streetlights pass by, wide eyes 
u dont know about the long drive
ask why 
cant explain it but im on mine
im on mine
(x2)

Ride

produced by 9TAILS

I might slide through
if I feel you
if you really know me
and what I been through
first hand
what's on the menu
whispered in my ear back at the venue
I need you
I could be the one to feed you
what you crave boo
I am hopeful that I can save you
you hate me
I love you
something that I must do
I know the struggle
I can't sit back and just watch it take you
watch it break you

I just need to find myself
I cannot take this fuck shit
faking like friends just to chase new wealth
don't stop if they gotta cheat, steal, sell
I smell that aura
eyebrows melt
way too strong
couldn't match the scent if I was smoking top shelf

eyes bright red
and they green like elf
will so strong when my mind so gone
scratch plans like feral cats
make new jingles like ferrell elf
wrestlemania title belt
when it comes to doing it by myself
I don't feel to hot in my mental
but I write as my outer self
bowl piece full of pot on the menu
my methods are killing my health
I'm overworking myself
I'm low on stories to tell
I started searching for topics inside of me
I tend to pick on myself
I tend to beat on myself

I been willingly naive
to the operation of the earth
people lining up to guide me
like their own life don't work
feel like dirt
when they mass reply me, fry me,
tell me to get back to work
mans still sad and he needs my words
lately they would take it all except my shirt
except my tee
killing myself with the do re mi
this music bleeds
it's what I need
what I need

I might slide through
if I feel you
if you really know me
and what I been through
first hand
what's on the menu
whispered in my ear back at the venue
I need you
I could be the one to feed you
what you crave boo
I am hopeful that I can save you
you hate me
I love you
something that I must do
I know the struggle
I can't sit back and just watch it take you
watch it break you

I don't speak well
I don't text well
I don't love well
searching for a time
when I had memory for storage
nah
like a careful thief
it never rings a bell
what was life before the smoke smell
before the yellow spit
I hear the lunch bells
talking way back
lunch packed
stuffed inside of my scooby-doo knapsack
throwback
flashbacks

in my dreams I guess I'm missing that
I'm the same me as that child
it's just not as hype now everytime Santa's back
life got whack
times changed time flew so much faster past
reach out grab my hand
one wrong move you're on your ass
fuck the facts
sometimes we just want our feelings backed
I'm never laxed
mind been way too active to even think of rest

I might slide through
if I feel you
if you really know me
and what I been through
first hand
what's on the menu
whispered in my ear back at the venue
I need you
I could be the one to feed you
what you crave boo
I am hopeful that I can save you
you hate me
I love you
something that I must do
I know the struggle
I can't sit back and just watch it take you
watch it break you

I know you hate me
and I don't blame you
yuh

thankyou for listening

late pm

produced by 9TAILS

fragile mind
I'll find a way inside I know
let her ride
bring the heat until the drive is white snow
you can't cry
and spring that guilt on me I hope you know
I don't lie
I'm just speaking different truths on the low

lemme go
friends step in show girlie to the door
whole scene started moving slow-mo
I thought we got her out
but she just hit me for her phone
enough about phones
fuck a phone
my love meant nothing if I didn't give you passcodes
going through my bag when I'm stoned
who is it that you think I'm tryna bone
oh no I can barely text you back
let alone hoes
let alone bros
even my own family barely catch me before the tone
they think I got cold
think I got a stained soul
really I'm just tryna mix these vocals to the beat
it's about the only time I go airplane mode
never left my country far as airplanes go
I got people hitting me to book paid shows
no passport guess I'll reach the venue on a boat
lake Ontario could take me to Buffalo
the waters hella cold this time of year so I don't know
still I hit you with the news right away
but you just brush it off no "wow, thats great"
no "can't believe your passion is the way you're getting cake"
even if you did hype it it would feel fake
it would feel so played out
too custom made
acting like I made it there'd be nothing you could make
god damn

fragile mind
I'll find a way inside I know
let her ride
bring the heat until the drive is white snow
you can't cry
and spring that guilt on me I hope you know
I don't lie
I'm just speaking different truths on the low

thankyou for listening

fragile

with @guardinmusic @i_x_t_a_i_l_s @sewerperson
prod and mixed: @jakkyboi and @lilpolearm

whatever it takes (feat. guardin & 9tails)

my fav song so far :)
paysr: https://www.youtube.com/user/PAYSRtv/featured

lyrics:
ya im too hot 
but its so cold
and its new drops
for my own home
call my home phone 
call my home phone 
let it ring

let it ring a little bit
let you know im comin when u least expecting it 
talkin to myself inside my bedroom and its lit
play it thru the windows show my neighbours what it is
blessins on a blessin cuz im holy with the shit
records, for the record, really tryin for the win 

highscores inside my door, i strive for 
butterfly doors, turn suicidal when i drive ghost
night core, its night vibes till im under
make hits, twist the knife deeper, deeper

cant turn back now
if i did a u-ee i would crash the whip loud
big bang, pow
started my career, was too shitty and confused
now im slashin wheels, leave em bitter, sprayin fumes
i just spray hues, im an artist and its true
i dont draw for shit but i could paint a picture vivid
i could show you how im livin, i could make it independent
i could turn it into something like a puzzle deconstruct it
and youll find out why im duckin everytime a camera functions

ya im too hot 
but its so cold
and its new drops
for my own home
call my home phone 
call my home phone 
let it ring
(x2)

u gotta pay the price
u gotta play ur deck of cards right
and now my hand is really takin flight
slight of hand, no tricks here, but this year
swainey finna go all out, finna go clear
show you all my thoughts and all emotions, this how i steer
drift it off like tokyo, so slow, lips glow
lips lock, tick tock, all cl ocks stop, drop
roll, rock wimme or you run from the clique flock
this a big drop
like im on the toilet, i just ate another big pot

ya im too hot 
but its so cold
and its new drops
for my own home
call my home phone 
call my home phone 
let it ring
(x2)

Self-Convo (prod. PAYSR)

lyrics:

ridin round feelin all empty
when the dark hits, motherfucker dont tempt me
shoot flames, dempsey
world at war, this community the zone and i left it 
i really aint bout no, big exit
so i dip real quiet to the next ting
still pulling out flow-flows like four fours
make these other rappers extinct like a dodo
i dont even a bass track to make a track slap 
blast it in the back of the rental car
treat the highway like a racetrack 
i weave it in and out like a basket in a haystack
try to find me, im a needle in the grand scheme
big rings and a clean team
yall wanna talk about diamonds, what a time it is 
i gotta lot a shit to say again so bear with 
caught some shit and now im spittin with a   different lip
its monotone legend, cocky, im a god shit
i dont care for your opinion you can save it 
put it down on a memory card and get it lost 
listen here what i tell you and make ur head bob
the a-u-d don, probably the only one
and i can rap for a minute to clear my head off
im the farthest from perfect, i swear im all flaws
even then im a boss still, the clocks flopped
time is everything but my friend
thats why i make a song, forget about it all when it ends

ChocoCigar

written, produced, mixed, mastered by 9TAILS

lyrics:

9TAILS
I touch you and I remember the touch
Remember myself
She miss the old
10,000 other people do too I'm lonely
Hard to move forth when backwards is the gold me
At least so I been told
If I recycle a project theyd think it never gets old
Switch my life and fix it up
And fans want me to suck it up
And fuck it up
Just to bring back to emotion
It's funny change is the process that brought those tears into motion
And onto the track
Every vent was vital when I think of days back
Border suicidal was what gave me all the tracks
At least the ones that really smashed
People'd push me back there every day to make it slap
Now what kind of fucked up love is that
Especially since there the only ones I talk to
All these recent drops you think I leave my own roof your mistaken
I miss my friends and family while life keeps changing
I been rearranging every thing around my music
Offered help I'm turning down just so I can put me through it
Maybe if I hurt enough it'd blow up all my new shit
Alyssa told me I'm enough and I shouldn't be stupid

You can crack the code if you try
Recognize all the damage to your mind
Let your friend know u love him for he dies
People fade out people never try
I'm away tonight
Further than beside me
Further than the sky
The moongod is what guides me
Speaking nothings
To the audience inside me
Burnt leaves taking breaks to let my eyes breathe

u are now hearing bout the come down
slept in late put the song out late
always high as fuck when i walk round
took that nap cause i been too baked

u are now hearing bout the come down
ice cube tray in the bong ok
i just wanna pull up rolls royce now
but life just didnt work out that way

miles

lyrics:
i want time to slow down
want you to know
i want time to slow down
dont wanna go
(x2)

dream of cities with the night lights
my life like
lemme fly up to the night sky
its alright
ima tell you bout everything
its everywhere 
scatter brain, this shit is scaring me
it fucking hurts

i want time to slow down
want you to know 
i want time to slow down
dont wanna go
(x2)

when they came up in our house 
my throat turned into a drought
i cant stand to see you weak
please, its painful, leave us be
i am not in a good place
get the fuck out of the way, yeah
shit is good, some days it aint, yeah

i want time to slow down
want you to know 
i want time to slow down
dont wanna go
(x2)

i dont wanna go home, and
i want you to know
the shit traumatizes 
like a warzone 
but i got confidence and faith and i hope
that itll really go
i find slowmotion
stumble round close to the grove
dont know if i got enough flows to grow 
its woah woah, i gloat 
but i got nothin to show
no no you dont know about me, find out 
and try to stop me 
i dare you
triple dog dare you
know i got bare hues
and the colors to paint em
a couple vivid pictures 
i miss her 
and i wish i could see her 
and tell her more often
i swear

SlowMotion

produced by 9TAILS and G9

lyrics:

Slimey tires
Bros on the road
Pacifier 
Weed that I smoke
An Audemar cost more than my home
Scuffed attire when I'm playing shows
Fight the fire
You might get smoked 
Look at my soul
Look at my health
I got no time to waste
Look at the holes in my face
Look at the holes in my clothes 
How the belt couldn't stay on my waist
Losing weight when I'm upping pace
Torontos home but not today
I copped a bnb in la
No vacay
Business trips no suit no fade
People looking over like how he on the plane
Man lookin like he hasn't got a dollar to his name
Not yet
Flows wet though
Flying out the boy not something you regret
On god yo
Coming for the man no macho
Present weird future looking odd no taco
Then I drop
Then I drop
Two weeks till I'm jaded uh
Needa step it up
60 to the ceiling yuh
I'll make you feel the feelings
That I been fucking feeling
I know you'll never wanna try it once it show you love
Roll one up
I think I gathered all the feelings I need for a heater
Camera action 
I don't practice 
I just fuck it up
Muck it up
Fuck a favour ion really wanna deal with ya
I'm peeling ya
No healer
That's just frank as fuck
Im tank as fuck
You fake as fuck
Stay down like duck
She snapping ya
Right after she blow me like duct
She told me you're a cuck 
Fuck man that must suck
She says you find it tough
Tough like math
Light a woods up watch it bubble like bath
Night weather
Owl flying off the sweater
Bed wetter 
She don't mean no accident she sending pictures over Instagram
She askin for the homies @
He tap
She got the whole squad on it like a business plan
He don't wanna hurt you
But he don't got time to see you
Try to get back stage new venue
No one out here gonna lowe you
Homie got things that he values
He putting on for the team
It's in his blood like he sheen
That man been chasing the dream
NV

roadtrip (prod. 9TAILS x G9)

lyrics:

i been tired of
the people makin same old shit to keep on flyin up
that shit is corny, dumb
i dont mean to be no selfish muhfucker 
but im really not tryna ride a wave i didnt kickstart
dings on my iphone 7 i hope its you
facetime, and hearin ur voice, i need that too 
i hope i can talk to u till the am
dayum
this is the flayum 
and i look up at the stars and send u texts
strayin further from the flex
all my bruddas next
buddy hoppin on a flight to the west
thats the coast
and i boast all my rhyme schemes, scenes from movies 
its a film inside my head, im  just tryna make coolies
ya
got the deep voice, and sometimes i mumble
i did everything on my own, i learned the hustle
get off the couch and keep it goin
i dont wanna hear yo bullshit, i just wanna rock the micro, phone

we on the phone and i love it all 
im so melodic when i think of you 

its only logic
im always movin faster, supersonic
feelin like a hedgehog way im spikin down the projects
thats a bent one, straight out of the politics
i let the music speak, no apologies
cant u vibe with me?
made "ride" and now im feelin myself
i cant listen to these others if they needed the help, nah
i make 
night time shit to listen at the break of dawn or dusk
i aint new, but aint no dust
im fuckin lit, you fuckin up
life is blessed, sometimes it sucks
life is blessed, sometimes it sucks
ya, ya

we on the phone and i love it all 
im so melodic when i think of you

crazy

Ben Wallace 32