go2hell prod.twovrt

80’s (jayms)

outside the church

She Hellsent (prod. @1ntcart)

Yeah! getting drunk- ignoring all your texts, its your fault 
Getting deep in my feelings, I’m so low, I’m lost
Wondering why you did this to us, what’s the cost?
Told you, by the end of summer we gon pick up where we left off

My brudda up in the back, holdin that strap, watch how you walk
Now you gone, and I’m back in the trap, flip it, get the pack gone
I pray, I pray you fix yourself, but don’t forget me
Drankin’ n smokin my pain away, somebody get me that 50

I’m ’bout a fifth deep, somebody get me that 3.5
Playing all my unreleased in your Altima, that’s not me now
Looking back I used to laugh, it was all happy, that shit sting now
Tearing down all photos throw it in the fireplace, burning me down

Bout 5 in the morning, I’m checking your lo’
Hit Neiman’s together, let’s go hit the stores
Heartburn, my chest, like I done touched the stove
Leave me ‘lone, DND on my phone
shh, but we still talking after hours 
Remember you telling me nobody got you none, I was picking out flowers
Bittersweet memories, our favorite photo done turnt sour
It’s been one week, only been one week and I can’t go without ya, damn 
So much love for you, but now I doubt ya
That first kiss in the parking lot, got me fucked up, I know I sound dumb,
but damn!

I can’t keep, moving like this, I gotta go on
I know, you know, how evil you is, you did me so wrong 
I wish, I could, go turn it back but it’s all gone
Yeah, I been low, but I know I gotta be strong

Speaking to god and I’m praying, I hope I made the right decisions 
Back in the break room, or in your office, so many times we talked and you didn’t listen
It feels like apart of me ripped out and missing, it was so many times that I thought I was tripping 
Wish I could delete it all, fuck it, forget it, but that shit apart of me, this shit embedded I swear

Up in the school, I was sittin on stairs
Call yo phone at lunch, tryna keep it player
My homeboys was pissed that I wasn’t wit them
Bell ring in psychology, I’m just like damn
Wishing I coulda stayed a little more 
Fuckit, okay okay!, that’s how it goes
Puttin that real pain up in my songs
They wasn’t there, J + A was just my mode

Yeah! getting drunk- ignoring all your texts, its your fault 
Getting deep in my feelings, I’m so low, I’m lost
Wondering why you did this to us, what’s the cost?
Told you, by the end of summer we gon pick up where we left off
Imma still be there by the swings, waiting for you
I just need my time, baby my time, baby please stay true 
Fashion only thing keeping me happy, blowin pape ‘bout you
Got a wall up around my heart, wit some barbs, Ian played by you- no never again!

never again, never again! 
(By the end of summer we gon see, what you truly tryna be)
(Fuckit that’s how-like we ride! real hot shit bitch)
(hrrt!)

by the end of summer prod1actxvis N Goyxrd

Another Day (p. onegloww)

Nettspend & OsamaSon - Cha-Ching [Official Instrumental]

Do You Mean It (p. ayocarie)

Indigo

19, 19!

Yo, yo, yo
Tell li twin I'm down for whatever
Slide back, slide back, throwin up drac bitch, this shit a vendetta
I'm too smart to go out sad, they’ll snake you if you let em 
Bitch tryna play me, block a little ho, like, fuck it, whatever
Block a hoe she say OMG, say lil brother hold my lean
Cruisin' in on a 4-door jeep
I'm real slime won’t fold I’m P
Pockets fat his hoe on E
Balenci, balenciaga the tee
S-She wanna fuck the team
Im too turnt I cannot sleep
I'm too, I'm too

Yo, yo, yo!
I-I've been touchin' racks like it ain't nobody business
Been tryna crack lil one ho, scratch her off the wish list
But she be going overly, tell li hoe she sickening yah yah!
If we got a problem, Draco get ta fixin'
Pass lil twin a pack,  tryna see how quick he flip-it
P-put a hoe on block, I’m outside, off the Duce, Molly jaw locked

Call lil demon he get here in 5, tryna get shi chalked 
when I step inside, certified, bitch, watch how I walk
Cl-clutchin fye, up it to ya face, I don't like to talk

Yo, yo, yo

B-Block a hoe she say OMG, say little brother hold my lean
C-Cruisin' in on a 4-door jeep
I'm real slime won’t fold I’m P
Pockets fat his hoe on E
Balenci, balenciaga the tee
S-She wanna fuck the team
Im too turnt I cannot sleep
I'm too, I'm too

1919!

o m g prod.19thou

outside the church

bhleedin

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