drown in sky drips but still feel sht

vol.1.1

Musica's 2

Prod. by Biv

Is that you there
Is that you there

Undone, feel so long when I garden binds
Where, Holy ghosts, trembles off, crawl and hide
Not for long, we feel this life, unborn in flesh we lie
Falling off, I'll beg you back, so long, it's just my time

And if I lead
To my knees
All my needs
What you please
If I plead
Would you land on me

And if I lead
To my knees
All my needs
What you please
If I plead
Would you land on me

Is that you there
Is that you there
Is that you there
Is that you there

Sinking Face

Produced by @pekarot_161
Remixed & mastered by @horoshamusic
Logo by Dead & Detached

Listen on Spotify!

Pressure! (Prod. Pekarot & Horosha)

Prod. @sorrow_bringer
😔🖤

Lyrics:
I fuck up everything in my life
Staring down at that knife
It made me wanna think twice
Made me wanna get blind 

Bad bitch in my eyes
Said she love me yeah right
Said she love me through lies
Blade all on me, cant cry

Blood on me
I cant see, i been bleeding
Yeah
I cant sleep, every night lose my feelings
Yeah
I dont know who i really am
I dont know if i really can


I try anyway
Down a dark path everyday

Fuck what they say
Everybody got smthn to say
Everybody got smthn that they crave
Everybody think they know the pain
I dont think ill ever be the same

I wont ever be enough no
U used to be the only one whoa
I feel it all getting numb slow
Everything i fuck it up
I always fuck it up oh

I fuck up everything in my life
Staring down at that knife
It made me wanna think twice
Made me wanna get blind 

Bad bitch in my eyes
Said she love me yeah right
Said she love me through lies
Blade all on me, cant cry

BLADE ALL ON ME CAN'T CRY (Prod. Sorrowbringer)

mixed by LXXIV @adam-vanscoyk
prod. ingram11 @ingram11mac

lyrics:

[citrate]
yuh pussy boy i don’t like you
i got no control over my actions it’s on sight you
a fucking bitch and all your homies do not like you
yuh pussy boy i do not like you

dream about your death every time i’m asleep aye
when i kill myself ima bring you with me aye x2

drop your addy you a pussy bet you won’t thats okay
i’ll drop mine instead i bet you won’t pull up that’s okay
i heard that your blood type is AB and i will donate
all your fucking organs to my contacts down in OK

always keep a blade on my waist run my fade
making you afraid you disgrace you betrayed
me just to get laid go embrace that you’re fake
i always get played like a game what a waste

i don’t wanna talk bruh i only want a fade
i just wanna feel your neck colliding with my blade
i don’t wanna talk bruh i only want a fade
never thought that i would end up going insane

yeah if you think i’m fucking kidding
mental hospital got tired of me self admitting
when i take my knife out of my pocket i start slitting
i hope that you fear your life cuz pussy i’m not kidding

yuh pussy boy i don’t like you
i got no control over my actions it’s on sight you
a fucking bitch and all your homies do not like you
yuh pussy boy i do not like you

dream about your death every time i’m asleep aye
when i kill myself ima bring you with me aye x2

drop your addy you a pussy bet you won’t thats okay
i’ll drop mine instead i bet you won’t pull up that’s okay
i heard that your blood type is AB and i will donate
all your fucking organs to my contacts down in OK

pussy [prod. ingram11]

Back the fuck up off my set
I forgive, but don't forget
You been less than what you said
You just dance around my head

Off again, dead and spent
All my bread
No more checks
Fuck a vest
I project
All my love, all my hate
Is offense
I commend
How you been
Better yet
In your head
Exercise
All condemned

I been out for a while
Guess I'm just going for smiles
Buddy wanna walk my miles
Be like me you gonna die for a while

You can't tell me wait
Still don't want this place
Sleep in my mistakes
Rip the skin from face
You want me replaced
I want love that's safe
I want less in case
They just let me cave

Back the fuck up off my set
I forgive, but don't forget
You been less than what you said
You just dance around my head

discounts (Prod. by SKOTSKR)

Lyrics:
night time while we cruisin thru the skyline
issa fine line while im waiting for the right time
hit the byline you could read just how I write mine
get some fine wine, live it up, this is my life

you know I put in work yeah
been grind hard, afternoon, get that bank yeah
girls fly out, fall in love, what you think yeah
roll that tight babygirl do ya thang yeah
then I'm gone cause you know I wont stay yeah

I ain't ever really wonder if my guap gon stop
I ain't ever really wonder cause I got it on lock
How come everytime I come around you wanna give props
You a snake in a field so you boutta get the chop

now im gettin money while im in the stu
spend a couple racks on designer shoes
head is in the clouds now its what i do
know we comin loud ya we comin thru

microphone check one and two boy what is this
I'm spittin these bars like its nobody's business
they say I'm so ill that you could catch a illness
can even catch up cause I know you aint wit it

Fineline

fineline

Check myself, this shit ain't bout my business
Thirsty, thirsty, bitches want the fitness
I ain't been shit for a minute
Keep to your mistress
Might get ambitious
You talk suspicious
Fuckas been critic
Till I pull up then it's crickets
Fuck your forgiveness
I been the witness
I been the mission
Live till diminish
One way ticket
I been too pussy to end myself with it
Can't wait to see how they living
See how the money been spent where the wrist is
Life been a bitch, but she suck till I finish
Fuckas idolize too much too the sickness
Rockin new shit like they vintage
Bitch you a piglet
Power trip vision
Fuck out my business
I keep efficient
One day I'll miss it
One day I'll snap it,
Finally clip it
Let that shit rip through my fitted
One day I'll finally clip it
Let that shit rip through my fitted
Check myself, this shit ain't bout my business
Thirsty, thirsty, bitches want the fitness
I ain't been shit for a minute
Keep to your mistress
Might get ambitious
You talk suspicious
Fuckas been critic
Till I pull up then it's crickets
Fuck your forgiveness
I been the witness
I been the mission
Live till diminish
One way ticket
I been too pussy to end myself with it
Can't wait to see how they living
See how the money been spent where the wrist is
Life been a bitch, but she still let me finish

Anxt Management

Biv:

Bitch I been take a loss
Life bluer than my balls
People living off the moss
Rusty, crusty, your bitch tossed
I'm still salty and I love it
I'm still the only one livin above it
I run my business, I live on the budget
Make it myself, while you bitches is puppets
All of my bitches is bussin
All of my homies made somethin from nothin
Nobody do how I does it
If they could they would of done it
If it's money then we cut it
I don't get time for discussin,
Life been on track how I run it
Ain't gonna tell you I air out the function
But I got problems from mental consumption

Back to the pack, I feel her in my jack
Rent the staff, ya daddy cut the check
Ice on the wrist, but they slit the neck
Back to back, I lay my soul to rest

Call what you want
Boy you fake with the pump
Act like you carry the stuff
You just a moufuckin punk
Action ain't shit that you trust
Bitch you a one and you done
Call what you want,
Boy you a fake with the pump

Bitch I'll take my life, before I ever claim the street
People off and dyin, but that's problems we don't see
I don't want no vulture, but they listen, act a feign
Just because my color match the world they live and breathe

I don't want no vulture, but they listen, act a feign
Just because my color match the world they live and breathe


BLCKK:

keep that bitch just to fuck it
I ain’t never really love it
body stack i’m above it
get the paper finger fuck it I love it I’m bodying bitches in public I-

yeah
got what I wanted I did it myself
all of ya people been fucking with 12
I walk around and i’m grippin my belt
yeah yeah yeah yeah

10 of my bitch can’t take that shit
double my pay yeah fuck that split
got it all black can’t see my fit can’t see that shit like

It don’t matter what you wanted i got it already can’t sell my clique
I been through it I been did it im fucking around i’m on my shit

I just bought the first gun
I just caught the first one
yeah yeah
I ain’t paying my bond
get ya brother out the pond
yeah yeah

I compare to y’all best
I could fuck up y’all set
yeah uh
I could send it through a vest
give that pussy bitch a rest
ha

I start sippin black
I can’t run it back
i’m on track
watch me hit my shit
flip that fucking bitch
let her quit

GET IT
RIGHT
BACK
HE AINT
NEVER
COMING BACK
UH
PUT THE
BITCH
DOWN
SHE WONT
LOVE ME
WHEN IM
DOWN
UH

Pain Script ft. BLCKK

It ain't problems, shit I guess so
This things just get old
The temple to the pistol
Shit if I misspoke
I am so
Done with 365, flying by till I'm numb
More than I wished for

Did I bring it on myself
We'll never tell
Baby help
I'm not feelin so well
This is probably mistakes to be askin for health

I'm a damage that'll dwell
Cold case, I'ma fail
Cold case, I'ma fail
I'm a damage that'll dwell
Cold case, I'ma fail
Cold case, I'ma fail


Fall off the face
Bitch I can't stand what I crave
I can't just live this place
I'm the worst one to say
More than I pay
Bitch I got burdened with pain,
It's a place that I saved
Just to go back up in chains
Rush your eyes through my veins
I was your only mistake

End Of Me

I wanna tell him I'm grateful
But don't trust his angle
Why the times gettin hateful
I'm wakin up to a shameful
Face the mirror and dangle
Lace the rope till I'm angel
Pops didn't want his son
Till it seemed he could bring in the funds
Could you give me some
It's like you was there for a minute 
but can't see the damage you done
Poison your lungs and drink till your numb
I know you hurt, but you don't adjust
Wasn't enough
Nobody trust
Now I hate living as much
Now I hate living as much
Now I hate living as much

Mama tryna rise me right
Can't feel my spine
You got all this time
Don't worry it's fine
Half past 9 and I ain't sleep all night
I don't wanna die, but it seems alright sometimes

I don't wanna die, but it seems alright sometimes
I don't wanna die, but it seems alright sometimes

I'm gonna lose my shit
Or maybe I already did
I don't wanna miss just being a kid
Innocent but I had my fits
I couldn't tell what it is
Thought I was normal like this
School had me panickin
Worse as it gets
Couldn't get grip
Life was a bitch
And I wasn't ready for shit

I don't wanna die, but it seems alright sometimes
I don't wanna die, but it seems alright sometimes
I don't wanna die, but it seems alright sometimes
I don't wanna die, but it seems alright sometimes

Remind me again
How you gonna be my friend
Stuck in my head
Maybe they hate me instead
Maybe I'll never get up out the pen
I'm sorry you had to be there when I was practically dead
Inside for hours, wouldn't get up out of bed
Sleep cause the pain didn't follow me then

Hate myself more than anyone could
Life never felt so good
Whoops, misunderstood
I would've ended my shit if I could
I would've ended my shit if I could

Sick of this shit,
I send my love but I'll bury it quick
I'm paper thin
My patience dim
I'm hiding in sight
But won't let you in
Fuck it I guess I'll try living again
Fuck it I guess I'll try living again

Add Noise

You don't think, you just act, yuh
You can't speak, push that back, yuh
Too attached, shit won't last, yuh
You speak sad, I'm so glad, yuh
Fuck everything that we had
I tried to bury it dead
Fuck everything that we had
I tried to bury it dead
I tried to bury it dead
I tried to bury it dead

Flash out
Back route
Fuck around pulling my past out
Life on script, with the cast out
Panicked in fits till I pass out
Deal with your shit till I blast out

And I
Cry for help, but lie
And I
Cry for help, but lie
And I
Cry for help, but lie
Die
Die

Flash Route ft. Cort (Prod. by Cort)

I'ma keep it sad, guess it's case closed,
Keep it in my bag, like she say so,
Only if she tell, I'ma let it go,
Drive me through the wall, keep her taste close,

Wishin on my visit,
I'ma be inside her flesh, in her system,
She gonna dangle in my blood, see my symptom,
Full grip to your lips, tongue twisted,
Love me for a minute, till I'm distant,
Bitch could kill my lies, I admit it,
Let me nest inside like addiction,
We gonna fuck away the pain that they committed, 

Stay the same, we not restricted,
Skin locked up, thoughts been too ballistic,
Feel like time I waste getting tinted,
Can't think of nothin but the ceiling,
Lay you back, pin you up, you just listen,
Don't give a fuck about these bitches sending digits,
Die within it, I'll be sorry if I miss it
Die within it, I'll be sorry if I miss it

Let me stay inside just a minute,
Scared to show this side, I've been hidden,
I don't think you'll love me when it's finished,
I'ma stay away, to keep my business,
And I would die with you if chance was ever given,
I'ma stay away and keep it to my business,
I don't think you're gonna love me when it's finished,
I would die with you if chance was ever given

Tinted Ceiling (Prod. by Kiraw)

Shorty fell in love with a bank roll,
Only feel love when I say so,
Into my doubt, I lay low,
Hollow shells around her halo,
I worry they lie, locked down all my pay loads,
I'm worried to find, shit not in my nature,

Worth the wait,
I watch them put in the service,
It's hard when they keep in the way,
If I took her back for the workin,
And nobody taking your side, but that's just not my business,
And all of these false eyes, nobody coppin it serious,

Blacked out, blast off,
Everybody passed out, ay,
Handle my temper,
Envy the way that they move,
At the way they move,
At the way they move,

I just been made shit work,
Came out the mud, in the dirt,
Say that you eatin berserk,
But they been servin us first,
You only fit with the drama,
Keepin the problems you wanna,
You tryna pay for the table,
Your budget can't handle that comma

Shorty fell in love with a bank roll,
Only feel love when I say so,
Into my doubt, I lay low,
Hollow shells around her halo,
Hollow shells around her halo
They all locked on pay loads,

Worth the wait,
I watch them put in the service,
It's hard when they keep in the way,
If I took her back for the workin,
And nobody taking your side, but that's just not my business,
And all of these false eyes, nobody coppin it serious,

Blacked out, blast off,
Everybody passed out, ay,
Handle my temper,
Envy the way that they move,
At the way they move


FLOOR 55

idfc 


written performed & produced by blackbear

idfc

Had this stashed away for a while. I'm just going to be releasing a lot of music from now on. I missed this. EXPECT MORE RELEASES SOON. Maybe a Project ;)

they - deep end remix.

Prod. by https://soundcloud.com/amertm


Don't believe I'm still in this world
Hurts me, please don't follow like her,
I'm nothing, by the looks of my words,
Cause my dreams to leave me unheard,


Anti, anti,
social life, I,
Don't even try,
Scream my lungs dry,
Seems like it's time,
Months just pass by,
Say it's alright,
Color my lies,
Block out my eyes,
Summers long, I,
Scream my lungs dry,
Anti, anti, 
Social life, I,
Don't even try,
Scream my lungs dry,


Don't believe I'm still in this world
Hurts me, please don't follow like her,
I'm nothing, by the looks of my words,
Cause my dreams to leave me unheard,

Video

human (Prod. by Amertume)

Biv - You Can Wake Me Up Now W/ KAMAARA  Outro

Y - EP

Race

UNeed2Leave

Deposit

I'm Fake Depressed - Intro

I'm Gone

Runaway Kid

Knowing myself I ain't seen new times
Let me out, been around piece of mind
I ain't been back in this place for a time
Seek what you want, but bitch I'd rather die
If it means the skies the places that I hide
I just survive to keep the smiles high
I am a little off with my sight
Don't take advice
So you suffer to thrive
I could keep you alive
But you locked inside
With the victim you lie
And it's past in your eyes
Fuck it I tried,
But now I resign
Bet you'll be fine
Don't mention my line
Bitch I ain't got time
Bitch I ain't got time

Was you really bout it
Somehow I just doubt it
You like all these other fucks
That somehow dream about it
I can't find my outlet
But you want this routed
Don't give a fuck about it 
Was you really bout it
Was you really bout it
Somehow I just doubt it
Was you really bout it
Somehow I just doubt it
Caught in my mental split
You wasn't more than a bitch
You held my problems then dipped
I wasn't askin for shit
Look at the pain you commit
Look what it did
I bet you love it like this
My emotions you play with
Fuck you and the fam you raised in
You was a bitch gettin caught in your statements

I'm gonna last till blow off my cap
Bitch know I'm more than my past
Nobody ever react
Fuckas want stacks
Talk like they pack
All just an act
Don't peep the stats
They fallin back
Same routine gettin lapped