dak.

Written and Mixed by Big Roshi
Produced by llouis

Lyrics:
Wake up way too late cant work now
Pour that 40 up to drink now
Leaking sink but spend all the dimes now
I find it hard to think you know now

I keep rapping smoke my weed
Lost my heart no family
Work myself to the bone
Dont pick up my phone

I feel like
You were the one who would tell me
You were the one who would help me
You were the one I would call 
If I put the drugs in my tummy

But you aint pick up no oh-
Stuck inside that cell oh no
Hours turned to days oh woah
I keep pacin back n forth 

Look out for myself
Dont look at my belt
Stare too long
Better watch yaself

Got a mean right hook
And a nasty quick jab
That my homie taught me
Like he was my dad

Hes dead now
Like most of them
Most my life 
Only had a few friends

And oh
Its so hard
Living life
Like you are

If I lost my breathe this day
What would you say
Short days
Long nights
Constant pain
Cant fight

These
Short days
Long nights
I cant feel
What is right

Im awake
Give it all to me
I never gave a fuck what they sayin

Now just
Relocate
N tell em all to leave
I wanna go
Permanent vacation

Now I lay n fade n wait n taste the ache of all of the
Waste you made
Its hard to say
But I dont wanna be the same now

So go
Just leave it all to me
Ill grow out of my carcus like a plant without a seed, yea

Short Days Long Nights +llouis

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Miler

Lyrics:
Now I push all my problems up
I dont like the stress
I figure out
What the cause of it
Then I cut it out
I got no friends
Aint no politics
Aint no talkin out
Im just a prick
Im a problem kid
Not a fuckin idol

Oooo
Ayyy
Ooooo

Not a fuckin idol
Ooo
Ayyy
Ooo

Now i sip
On my redbull
Sittin lone
Got a temper
Lose my faith
Sever tethers
Smoke a cig
Fuck a rillo
Less a dutch
Roll it fellow
Everyday
Ball like mello
Way too fuckin sad
To show it off in chains and colored leather
I got bills to pay
Want meals today
Dough risen up
Like fresh souffle
I beat the case
I saved the day
I flipped a bag
I made my way
And now I got people relyin on me and all my progress
My head on some calculus cus these problems you will not solve em

Idol (Intermission) +Miler

Mixed by Big Roshi
Written by Big Roshi and SEPHA.
Produced by Balance Cooper

https://soundcloud.com/sepha-joey

Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1pi_uCQav-E&feature=youtu.be

Lyrics:
Everybody wants more then they own
Just better fuckin hope that you dont owe me (x2)

Had a homie
Lost his job
Lost his place
Lost his spot

Who am i
Cant move my eye
Gotta help my friend
Just to survive

Gave him half a bag
Just to go n flip it
Gave a whole week
Guess I was simpin

On the 7 day mark
I gave him a call
He answered after 3 tries
Didnt have it all

Dam
Like I didnt know the game
Like I didnt know he spent the money Actin like a lame
Like I didnt give a fuck about the hunnid he aint have
The fact he had to lie the only reason that Im mad

Thats the greed
Make a man act different
Fuck a soul they weak
Long as it pays dividends

And if you wanna take more than I offer
Thats ok its all on me
But when I around n take a thousand from yo father
Dont blame me, blame greed

(hook)

I was lost in my ends
I lost my drive
Let slip the feelings that pushed my days forwards

Lost in my ends
I lost my mind
Let greed slip me back
I’m fuckin up backwards

Never trusted u
Trusted u oh
Should’ve Never trusted u
Trusted u hoe

I was lost in my ends
I lost my drive
Let slip the feelings that pushed my days forwards x2

Never trusted u
Never trusted u
Should’ve
Never trusted u
Never trusted u

U stay holding that flick knife waitin
Ur adjustin ur stance so pagan
X2

Oh

Greed feat. SEPHA. +Balance Cooper

Mixed and Written by Big Roshi
Produced by Miler Prodz

Lyrics:
What do I get for waiting
What do I get for not saying what is on my mind
I hear it all the time
Just lettem talk your fine

What do I get for waiting
What do I get for being 
The bigger man this time
I think its all a lie
To keep us all in line

Its always the same thing
Always the worst thing
Always the worst way
Why cant you just say

One thing I need you
Everything is see through
Is asking a question
A reason to hate you

N I dont have the answers
You dont know the questions
Stuck inside this loop
Of lack of trust and affirmation

Keep giving me the same thing
When I told you its bullshit
Word for word
Do you think that Im stupid

Bigger Man +Miler

Mixed by Big Roshi and Rivilin
Written by Big Roshi and Rivilin
Produced by Miler Prodz

https://soundcloud.com/rivilin

VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EpvUp7pUpSQ

Lyrics:
Okay im depressed
Red my knuckles made a mess
Now my neighbours are too stressed
And the police gone arrest

Plenty math but theres no tests
I live underneath the rest
Hope my music adds to somethin
Cus I gave up on the rest

God I hate it when you speak
Why did you have to remind me
Now im thinkin bout this week
Why i always say Im grimey
Cus I never left this seat
I left all my pain behind me
Why the fuck you try to speak
Im a asshole go n try me

I dont play around with exes
Less is
Benefitting me
I need money more dough
Make me loco
only got a week
Why the fuck are you testing
Not interesting
Learn to move ya feet
Are you trying to fix me
Are you that into risking
Everything you invest in me

Im listening
Trying to find my home
Dont miss me
Cus i dont deserve it
Erase all yo sanctity
You locked inside your churches
Act a fuckin riot
Only safe inside the circus



Cradle
Im lethal
Shut yo mouth dont fuck witcha people
Made my money
Give a fuck if im evil
This aint a movie
There are no sequels

Used to work 50 hours a week
Put the bus inside the cart and wipe the grime out the sink
Only time i heard a voice is when they yellin at me
And thats why i say

God I hate it when you speak
(why did u have to remind me)
God I hate it when you speak
(Im a asshole go n try me)

I’m over being medicated, sick of being sedated
your stupid little voice makes me wish never dated cus you know that
looking back now, filled with regrets
you say you love me, don’t care

going in berzerk like my name is gutts yeah
I don’t know shit, but you know I got luck 
you’re hitting me up, leave me alone
making the cracks in my phone  

I was hooked on an ex for the past six years yeah
how is this life when I’m running through the Blair witch project
nonsense, it ain’t a clear a screen yeah
life ain’t black and white like you always perceived me

breaking my knuckles on the wall, 
frustrated to death when you call
it’s like working a 9-5
barely coming out alive

our relationships and episode for your friends to watch
it’s complicated when my emotions were all dislodged
charging through I don’t mess with exes
the last one almost killed me no joke

I’m an asshole I know, I’m an asshole I know