OPTICS

LYRICS:

BLCKK:

FUCK HIM HOPE HE ROTTIN' WHERE HE CAME FROM
I PUT ALL MY MONEY ON THAT 50 DRUM
PARK MY SHIT OUTSIDE HIS FUCKING FAMILY CRIB
DEALT WITH ALL THAT SHIT HE FUCKING SAID HE DID
ON MY LIFE I AIN'T GON' LET THAT BOY JUST WALK AWAY
I'M GON' FUCK HIS LIFE UP THAT FAGGOT FUCKING DEAD
I PUT MY FOOT UP ON HIS NECK AND FUCKING CHOKE HIM OUT
ALL THEM BITCHES CRYIN' 'BOUT HIS DEATH I FUCKING SHOT 'EM DOWN

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID
X2

RAT SHIT
I'M FUCKING LOOKIN' FOR YOU, PUSSY ON THAT CAP SHIT
HE WANT MY NAME UP IN HIS MOUTH WE 'BOUTTA TAX HIM
DON'T FUCKING PLAY WITH ME LET'S SEE WHAT'S BOUTTA HAPPEN
I BEEN WAITIN' I BEEN HOPIN' I COULD DRAG SHIT
I DON'T TALK 'LESS I NEED A BAG BITCH
THIS AIN'T WHAT YOU SEE ON THE INTERNET FUCKING CATFISH
COULDN'T GET ME TO GIVE A FUCK IF YOU TRIED, SHIT
EVERYTHING I'M BOUT FUCKING DIFFERENT I FUCKING TOLD EM SAID I

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID

TRIPLE777:

kill your self cause
(Suicide is badass)
I could give a fuckin rats ass
None of you faggots will outlast
The onslaught of the bow bow that I air out like Baghdad
Motha fucka tryna talk shit but I strongly advice up against that
A fuckboy i exterminate
I destroy ima terminate
Killin rappers new murder rate from this kid t7 from the bay
When I stand you finna sit in the shade tell a fairy punk bitch get out the game
You livin life as a damn lame I’m finna life my life know my damn name
Right hook to his face ima let him have blood up on the pavment
If you really wanna one on one we can make it happen like it’s entertainment 
Ha ha ha face it motha fucka you don’t wanna face me
I’ve been very fuckin patent 
But never let time get wasted
Out the mud sanitation
Out the lake like I’m Jason 
Outta bart to my station 
I’m neo not a fuckin agent
Me and black goin crazy
I’m feelin free like a mason
I will never end up gettin lazy
I will never end up gettin jaded

BLCKK:

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID
X2

AFOURTEEN:

AFOURTEEN DID NOT WRITE HIS LYRICS

BLCKK:

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID

SUICIDE IS BADASS FEAT. TRIPLE777 & AFOURTEEN [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LYRICS: 

FIGURE OUT WHO I ROLL ON
AIN'T SHIT THAT I TOLD EM
100K BEEN THE MOTIVE
BOUGHT DRINKS AND I'LL HOLD EM
MONEY CAME WHEN I SHOWED EM
GIVE A FUCK WHAT I OWED HIM
SAME SHIT THAT I'M LOADING
NEVER BEEN WHERE HE GOING

THAT'S HIM IN THE BACK?
HE SEND IT WE SENDING IT BACK
FUCKING RELAX
RUN OUT THE SHIT LIKE IT'S TRACK
I AIN'T NEED TO RAP
NOBODY ME THAT'S A FACT
DO THE SHIT FOR A RACK
TELL HIM WE KNOW WHERE HE AT

I'MA DO IT AGAIN IMA MAKE IT PROBLEM
SAME SHIT WHEN I CALL 'EM
WANT IT BACK WELL I GOT 'EM
HE GOTTA KILL ME
HE GOTTA HIT WHENEVER I'M WASTED, SOBER AIN'T REAL ME

PUSSY MY FRIENDS DON'T CATCH SHIT
LAY HIM DOWN WHEN IT'S DARK OUT
I BEEN MOVING HELLA DIFFERENT I DON'T WANNA TALK BITCH I WANNA A CHECK NOW
ONE STEP FOR THE BLACKLIST
YOU AIN'T NEVER COMING BACK BITCH
WE DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOUR BROTHER BET WE PUT HIM UNDER I AIN'T EVEN CHECK SHIT

HE SHOULD'VE KILLED ME THE SECOND HE WANTED ME DEAD
I KILL A BOTTLE WHENEVER, IT PUT HIM TO BED
HE 'BOUTTA DIE FOR THE FUCK OF IT MADE IT A BET
IMA SIT BACK AND JUST WAIT ON THE SHIT IMA GET

MADE ANOTHER LIKE IT'S AUTOMATIC IMA NEVER BE THE ONE TO GO
WATCH 'EM HIT THE FUCKING GROUND FAST LIKE WE BROUGHT A GUN INSIDE THE SHOW
EVERYBODY THAT YOU FUCKIN WITH IT'S BEEN ANOTHER ONE THAT I KNOW
I DON'T REALLY FUCK AROUND WITH IT IF THE MONEY COME TOO SLOW

DEATH AIN'T SHIT
MAKE THAT BOY MY BITCH

I BEEN SLEEPING IT OFF
BET HE CAN'T TOUCH THIS SHIT I GOT THIS SHIT DON'T STOP
TRYNA FUCK UP A COP
I GO 30 FOR 30 I NEVER BEEN PUSSY SHIT LOOK AT 'EM WATCH

I BEEN FUCKIN WITH THE SAME SHIT
SPENT TOO LONG WITH THE SAME BITCH
SUCK A DICK 'CAUSE THE PLAY SWITCH
I DON'T TAKE SHIT 'LESS I MADE IT
FUCK IT I AIN'T TRYNA WAKE UP
LACE SHIT THAT YOU BREAK UP
I DON'T LIKE Y'ALL FAKE FUCK
DUMB SHIT Y'ALL MADE UP

YELLING FIRE IN A MOVIE THEATER [PROD. BIV]

FLIP FEAT. BIV [PROD. GRIN]

PROD. ME

CHOOSING TO BE AN ARTIST IS A MENTAL ILLNESS
I'M PROBABLY GONNA QUIT MAKING MUSIC SOON
I JUST DO NOT GIVE A FUCK ANYMORE
I PLAYED THIS SONG ON TOUR A LOT

I SMOKE FREEBASE CRACK LIKE HUNTER BIDEN

LYRICS:

SAID I DON'T GET ONLINE AND ASK YOU WHAT IT'S LIKE I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU FIGHT
THEY DECIDE
I SIT BACK AND STACK MY FUCKING VOCAL TRACK
CATCH YOU RIGHT OUTSIDE I'M ON THIS BUS FOR FUCKING 25
THEY DECIDE
IF I EVER SEE THE DAY I'M 25

WHY WOULD I SPEND ANY TIME ON MAKING WHAT I THINK YOU WANT
I CAME OUT TO STAND ON TOP HIS NECK JUST LIKE A FUCKING COP
I KEEP WISHING DEATH ON ALL MY FRIENDS AND I CAN'T MAKE IT STOP
I CAN'T EVEN TAKE MYSELF TO BED BECAUSE HE NEED TO ROT

I KNOW WHERE I'M FUCKING UP AND WHERE I GOT MY SHIT ON LOCK
I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I FUCKING WANT
MAYBE YOU'RE UPSET BECAUSE I WORK AND NOW THEY GIVE A FUCK
SORRY THAT YOU FEEL LIKE I'M YOUR ENEMY I'M REALLY NOT

TELL ME IF YOU HEAR IT IN MY VOICE THAT I'M NOT FEELING RIGHT
I BEEN UP FOR HOURS AT THIS POINT SO IT'S ON FUCKING SIGHT
I GIVE UP ON MUSIC ALL IT DOES IS MAKE ME FUCKING FIGHT
CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT I EVEN WANTED SO I REALLY MIGHT

I COULD TALK TO EVERY SINGLE FRIEND AND I STILL FEEL ALONE
I PUT EVERY PART OF WHO I AM AND I GOT NONE TO SHOW
I SPEND EVERY DAY IMPRESSING PEOPLE I DON'T FUCKING KNOW
IF I COULD I'D FUCKING DISAPPEAR THAT'S WHAT THEY WANTED THOUGH

I KNOW PEOPLE THINK I GOT IT SET DON'T FUCKING TALK LIKE THAT
WORRY 'BOUT MY FRIENDS JUST LIKE I CARE THEN I DON'T CALL THEM BACK
I CAN'T EVEN WALK OUTSIDE 'CAUSE NOTHING MAKE ME HAPPY, BET
TELL YOUR FRIENDS EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID THAT'S WHAT YOU FUCKING GET

FUCK YOUR EXPECTATIONS, ANTI-MEDICATED PIECE OF SHIT
WHY WOULD I DESERVE IT ALL I EVER DID WAS FUCKING BITCH
EASIER IT'S SAID THAN DONE BUT WISH I MAKE YOU FUCKING SICK
SHIT DON'T REALLY MATTER THAT'S 'CAUSE NOTHING EVER

LYRICS:

AY SAID FUCK RAPPERS
I HATE YOU AND I HATE EVERYBODY WITH YOU
FUCK THIS MONEY AND FUCK MY LIFE I'D RATHER DIE IF I CAN'T BITCH YOU

IF YOU DEAD I'M DYING WITH YOU
FUCK THAT WHAT'S UP WITH YOU
REMEMBER THAT SHIT THAT WE ALL BEEN THROUGH
QUIT FOR WHAT I WANNA GET RICHER

PICK THAT SHIT UP
FELT MY CHECK GET BIGGER
I STEPPED ON EVERYBODY
SEEN THAT BOY I SPIN HIM
AY WHAT YOU ON
WALKED IN THIS BITCH GOT SOMETHING ON
I'M THINKING 'BOUT BURNING THIS FUCKING PALM
I TOOK MY CHANCE I'M RUNNING UP

I FORGOT TO GIVE A FUCK
MY FAMILY UP AS FUCK
PLAY 'BOUT ME GET FUCKING STUCK
Y'ALL CAN'T BE SERIOUS HUH

I GOT MINE WITH FUCKING BLOOD
I SWEAT MY PANIC OUT
RUN THIS BACK GO PAY ME SOME
Y'ALL THINK I'M FUCKING DUMB

PICK THAT SHIT UP
FELT MY CHECK GET BIGGER
I STEPPED ON EVERYBODY
SEEN THAT BOY I SPIN HIM
AY WHAT YOU ON
WALKED IN THIS BITCH GOT SOMETHING ON
I'M THINKING 'BOUT BURNING THIS FUCKING PALM
I TOOK MY CHANCE I'M RUNNING UP

TALK 'BOUT ME AGAIN I HELP YOU FUCKING DIE
AIM AT EVERYBODY, STAY THE FUCK INSIDE
I DON'T TALK 'BOUT SHIT BECAUSE I'M FUCKING RIGHT
THIS MY FUCKING DOG AND HE GONE LEARN TO BITE

BLOOD ON MY HANDS AGAIN MAN FUCK THAT BLOOD IN MY PLANS AGAIN
ALL BLACK MY EVERYTHING CAN'T SEE ME OUTSIDE I'M RUNNING MAN
I FUCKING HATE IT HERE
I FUCKING HATE SHIT EVERYWHERE
CAN'T GET ME TO CARE 'BOUT SHIT
I SPIT ON PEOPLE ANYWHERE

THINK I WAS BORN TO FUCK SHIT UP
I FUCKING BETTER BE
WHAT THE FUCK ELSE HAPPEN
TEN SHOTS AND ASPIRIN
I'M FUCKING READY

DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE I FUCKING HATE YOU FUCKING
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH GET OFF MY DICK AND FUCKING

PICK THAT SHIT UP
FELT MY CHECK GET BIGGER
I STEPPED ON EVERYBODY
SEEN THAT BOY I SPIN HIM
AY WHAT YOU ON
WALKED IN THIS BITCH GOT SOMETHING ON
I'M THINKING 'BOUT BURNING THIS FUCKING PALM
I TOOK MY CHANCE I'M RUNNING UP

EVERY RAPPER ON EARTH COULD DIE RIGHT NOW AND NOTHING WOULD CHANGE [PROD. WENDIGO]

TOO BAD [PROD. NOVAFLED]

LYRICS:

THIS NOT HOW SHIT WORK
DON'T ACT LIKE YOU INVINCIBLE
YOU JUST BEEN UPSET SO YOU BEEN LYING TO THE INTERNET
FOCUS ON MY WORK
ACT LIKE I'M INVISIBLE
I BEEN OUT IN CALI MAKING MONEY WITH MY FUCKING SET
WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT
LIKE YOU DON'T KNOW NO BETTER
WHO FUCKING RAISED YOU
SHIT I COULD DO IT BETTER
SAID PUT Y'ALL HANDS UP
SHOOT FIRST ASK QUESTIONS LATER
I WANT MY MOTHERFUCKING CREDIT BITCH I BLEED PAPER

DON'T NEED NO HELP TO FUCK MY LIFE UP
FIGURE I KEEP LIVING HOW I'M LIVING SPED MY TIME UP
BITCH I DON'T PICK IT BUT I'M RIGHT
SHIT I'LL BE BETTER ONCE I SENT YOU IN THAT LIGHT
I'M SPINNIN' BROCK THEN FIFTY I CAN'T PICK WHAT TIME IT IS
I'M WAKIN' UP ON FUCK A DAY I'M LIVING IN THIS BITCH
SHIT MY DEPRESSION COMING BACK AND HITTIN' HARDER SHIT
BUT I'LL LET THAT KILL ME ONCE I SEEN YOU HATE I'M FUCKING RICH

THIS NOT HOW SHIT WORK
DON'T ACT LIKE YOU INVINCIBLE
YOU JUST BEEN UPSET SO YOU BEEN LYING TO THE INTERNET
FOCUS ON MY WORK
ACT LIKE I'M INVISIBLE
I BEEN OUT IN CALI MAKING MONEY WITH MY FUCKING SET
WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT
LIKE YOU DON'T KNOW NO BETTER
WHO FUCKING RAISED YOU
SHIT I COULD DO IT BETTER
SAID PUT Y'ALL HANDS UP
SHOOT FIRST ASK QUESTIONS LATER
I WANT MY MOTHERFUCKING CREDIT BITCH I BLEED PAPER

I GOT MY CASE FITTED
TWO MINUTES
I BE IN A DIFFERENT CITY
CUT LIMITS
FIGURE OUT IT'S ME PICKING
STILL DRINKING
I DON'T NEED TO TAKE PICTURES
I'M STILL IN IT

WOAH x32

BUG [PROD. LUNAR VISION]

LYRICS:

I JUST WALKED INSIDE THE PARTY FEEL LIKE YARRI GOT MY GUN ON ME
HALF OF Y'ALL GON' DIE THE OTHER HALF OF Y'ALL STILL FUCK WITH ME
TELL ME SOMETHING I DON'T KNOW ALREADY
BITCH QUIT DUCKING ME
I WAS BTD SO I DON'T GIVE A FUCK 'BOUT NOTHING

BITCH FUCK HOW YOU FEEL
STEPPIN' IN THIS BITCH ALONE LIKE WHAT'S THE DEAL
BITCH FUCK HOW YOU FEEL
I JUST CAME BECAUSE I'M LOOKING FOR A BILL

I'M PUTTIN' HOLES INSIDE Y'ALL CRV THEN WHIPPIN' THAT BITCH BACK INSIDE THE SHOP AND GET IT FIXED FOR ME
NEXT TIME Y'ALL PUT Y'ALL FUCKING EYES ON ME
THEM WINDOWS TINTED BULLETPROOF THE BODY FAGGOT FUCK WITH ME
I DON'T KNOW NOBODY NAME
BITCH PICK A LANE
AND KEEP Y'ALL FUCKING FOOT OFF MINE NOBODY GOTTA DIE TODAY
TWO HUNDRED FIFTY FOR A CONVERSATION
Y'ALL DUMB AS FUCK Y'ALL KNOW Y'ALL CAN'T REPLACE ME
I BURNT THAT BITCH UP IT'S A CELEBRATION
MAKE SURE HIS MAMA CAN'T GO SEE HIS FACE
PUT YOU TO SLEEP IT'S NO MORE NOTHING BITCH

BITCH FUCK HOW YOU FEEL
STEPPIN' IN THIS BITCH ALONE LIKE WHAT'S THE DEAL
BITCH FUCK HOW YOU FEEL
I JUST CAME BECAUSE I'M LOOKING FOR A BILL
X2

(I DON'T HAVE CXRPSE'S LYRICS FIGURE IT OUT)

NICOTINE W/ CXRPSE [PROD. FONY WALLACE & OLLIEYEAHH]

lyrics:

sue me for all the samples
just wanted someone to listen to me
way to talk without being visible me
and who you see when you look at me not the same
ten toes trippin im victim to every game
admittedly switched up,
when living isn’t enough,
if that wasn’t fucked up,
no pieces for picking up
consider who clean it up ‘for you pull the trigger and tuck
and that fact of that on its own sprout grudges because i’m stuck

im dead wrong
i been it since i jumped on
anxiety eat me up over a phone call
i’m shaking and waking up when the sun isn’t out
can’t remember the last time i tried talking it out
i got old friends,
i used to call my blood
i seen the news about em its twisting inside my gut
might as well be dead how the drugs is eating him up
i don’t wanna see him in person it’s bad enough

i got bottles and cheap distractions bought for comforting me
you not poppin me over instagram you stuck here with me
if you breathing above the dirt and don’t feel lucky to be
then it’s half of me that could feel you but it’s touchy to see
cause its fifty percent of walking on this planet that’s nothing
forty percent on top of that that make you feel something
if part of that make you sick and ninety still didn’t cut it
then it’s ten percent you could love about it made out of money

i’m not the type to talk
unless it’s liquor in me
i’m thanking god for skot
i’m thanking god for beamy
every time that i text him james send it back in a minute
if matt and jack wasn’t with me, ill leave that part omitted
if i ain’t had jay on my team then id be dead already
and kendrick still don’t how much he helped me feel less empty
my dad my biggest fan i love him more than anybody
if i ain’t get you in this verse know that you still my family

OLD FRIENDS [PROD. SKOTSKR]

die tomorrow [feat. biv]

MUSIC VIDEO

WOAH [PROD. TEENAGE DISASTER]

soundcloud is a desolate wasteland

late upload

TALK TO GOD [PROD. BLCKK X AMERTUME]

LYRICS

BLCKK:

I don't feel sorry for shit. fuck 'em I'll do it again, pussy
Promise, you play with me bitch I could fuck 'round and put it to bed, pussy
My album drop in this bitch and it flip all y'all shit on it's head, pussy
I been on top of this shit I don't talk to nobody you dead, pussy

Stop bitching, this business
I could smoke a whole top five with my mixes
Underground dead I'm the only one vicious
You could drop a hundred song tape full of front page snitching it don't matter you don't got one witness
Pussy I did it
Something 'bout me too different
You got my blueprint, I been it, bitch

I don't bitch on the internet 'bout it, get handled on wax or my two fists dead it
If I said something 'bout you I promise you run back that bar you 'gon know that I said it
I'm not sneaking nobody bitch I'll put names in that shit and then send you a snippet
If I hated you that much, boy I'd be standing on trial or fully convicted

I'm tryna empty one out, fed up I'm pushing my limit
Watch what the fuck I'm about, I send that faggot to heaven
Ay get the fuck on the ground, this not no regular section
Can't even check the amount I smoked too many rappers to count

BIV: 

Fuck it I'm poppin again
Who the fuck breaking the bread
Buddy just wanna pretend
Money been talkin a lot
But I ain't give a fuck what it said

Step on my name, bitch I'm steppin on heads
I'll burn that cash with the bed
I ain't given into dreams again
I left that shit with the dead

Yall too calm with the bitch shit
Cutting off his top, we don't fidget
Movin my work like a king pin
Yall been fed you a piglet

Militant walk ya section
Manage your tone we could fix it
100k tucked like loose cense
Yall just following the blueprints

Bitch you ain't poppin
Pushed to the side
We got runnin back options
Letting it go to ya noggin
How ya man say he a problem
Till we come runnin up knockin 

Bitch they been tracin my steps
I don't forgive or forget
They couldn't earn what I spent

Yall not a threat
Fuck around find where he went
Bitch what's ya intent
Bitch I'll be here for a minute
Yall just been lookin for rent

Fuck all that making a friend
I love the hate that I get
Pussy I double it right at ya head
Right at ya head yuh

BLUEPRINT (FEAT. BIV) [PROD. NIGHTRDD X MAXMIZACION]

LYRICS:

Just to hit this beat I had to make some shit up to be mad about
Hit up Krim to check the count
I hit twenty four, my brother put some fucking paper in my hand
This whole situation planned bitch

I go by my ones that’s what my hands for
Ay and put these rappers up on best gore
Y’all don’t gotta tell that’s what the feds for
Put this fucking mag up through his front door
Said somebody blood that’s where I fucked up
You let that shit slide that’s how you fucked up
Stand on something once, ay you fake fuck
You might love that bitch but ay I’m not one

Like I give a fuck ‘bout where you come from
If it’s up like that I got my scope in on y’all loved ones
Look like you got flipped to state informant bitch
That’s why I ain’t text him shit my album too important bitch I,

All y’all need some jobs you get some bread for it
Go do something real and get some ‘cred for it
Right now you a bitch it’s in y’all DNA
And get the fuck up out my life, not no Q and A
Fuck y’all parents I should beat ‘em dead
Said fuck who brought you up, who kept you fed
Ay fuck the scene and fuck the shit it bred
Middle fingers up, bitch I really bled

BEST GORE [PROD. BLCKK X SKOTSKR]

LYRICS:

Kick this shit up out my system I need sober days
I don’t need no fucking help and checking in been overplayed
Catching up on sleep I need like twenty something hundred days
Not no fucking break until I’m upping what I’m fucking paid

Put them habits down I’m not nobody you could recognize
I don’t go to war about this shit what kind of man am I
Keep my mouth shut before I keep a minute sanitized
I live with conditions waking up already paralyzed
I could count the minutes ‘till it’s time to put them plans through
Cut two hundred tracks then hold your breath until your hands blue
Stand on what you love until them motherfuckers blam you
Die with my respect and send a check up at my fam too

Kick this shit up out my system I need sober days
I don’t need no fucking help and checking in been overplayed
Catching up on sleep I need like twenty something hundred days
Not no fucking break until I’m upping what I’m fucking paid

I could do this shit better I stand on that,
Fuck you, put it on all them tracks
Beat ‘em outside ‘till twelve spin back
Keep shit running ‘till the phone get tapped,
I rig shit up if I had to bitch
Dig another grave not passive bitch
Fall back, threats not plastic bitch
Die about picking up traction bitch
I could die right here right now give you ten more years bet you still won’t catch up
Why the fuck would I stop this shit can’t copy this shit and I still won’t let up
You don’t like me it’s alright bitch bet up,
Check where you at I could get something set up
Fist work bitch ima keep going, get up
Fuck ‘em he dead and I still won’t let up

PLASTIC [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LYRICS:

I’ll crawl out of bed
I’ll wake up again
I wear it so well
I wear it so well

I’ll feel what I can
I’ll sell you a plan
I wear it so well
So well

Give it your life just wait on it
‘Till it’s already over, fading
Spend it all laid out staying in
Well it’s already what you made it

Nobody’s helping you up
You’ll never know if you won
Need every reason to run
It’s not about who you love

crawl. (prod. skotskr)

LYRICS:

Picture me rolling something in a blunt,
Open it up, pick apart what’s making up the guts
Pass it around, make sure everybody get it once
Tripping off of whoever bet I ever give it up
Stumbling out the front door, lacing up shoes
I got shit I gotta get done today I’m making the news
It’s a lot you probably hear about me, none of it’s true
‘Cause what they said isn’t enough pussy it’s worse, fuck you

Fuck what they want me to do to roll it out
Bag up the money pussy the full amount
Check on the legacy went a hundred rounds
Still standing and rubber banding the bank account
Fuck what they want me to do to roll it out
Bag up the money pussy the full amount
Check on the legacy went a hundred rounds
Still standing and rubber banding the bank account

I put down the static I don’t want it,
‘Cause if I go to jail I come out dumping out the cartridge
Hanging out the window yelling “fuck the whole game”
Let ‘em pull up at the crib and dot a fucking family name
Eulogies and twitter posts “they died too young”
Well blame it on who taught ‘em how to hold they fucking tongue
Shit that I invested in was built for popping lungs,
Tell ‘em jump, motherfucker jump, duck and fucking run

Fuck what they want me to do to roll it out
Bag up the money pussy the full amount
Check on the legacy went a hundred rounds
Still standing and rubber banding the bank account
Fuck what they want me to do to roll it out
Bag up the money pussy the full amount
Check on the legacy went a hundred rounds
Still standing and rubber banding the bank account

Scene been rotten from the inside out
I’m still fucking up the peace until we both dried out
I hated every fucking word that ever fell out they mouth
I wish you all the fucking worst could give a fuck what you ‘bout
Pussy die, tell ‘em die, don’t ever bring it outside
I’m fucking riled up I hope you try
This for every artist ever looked me in my eyes I see the bitch in you,
Bow, motherfucker die slow

CARTRIDGE [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LYRICS:

I been thinking that I need to make it just to keep breathing
Wishing I could cut another track, yeah while I’m sleeping
Everybody got they own opinion swear I’ll never need it
Why you hold yourself back, spend a lot of time just speaking

I feel betrayed it probably help me make some money though
So I’m not worried and you shouldn’t be, we let it go
I keep my personal business away from everyone 
But we could talk about how you think ima stay right here and fall apart,
That’s fine, tell me something I don’t know
That probably put me back exactly where I need to go
I can’t be there to pick up your part of the problem though
Tell you I love you and I mean it, don’t matter what’s between it
I hate that room and I hate everything it represent
That’s where I learned to understand they don’t want my consent
That’s where I learned no matter what you probably lose a friend
That’s where I learned ‘bout picking fades instead of made amends
I, made it farther than they thought I would
Nobody helped me but my brother could
I took for granted what I never should
I’m back on working ‘till my body buried six foot

I been thinking that I need to make it just to keep breathing
Wishing I could cut another track, yeah while I’m sleeping
Everybody got they own opinion swear I’ll never need it
Why you hold yourself back, spend a lot of time just speaking

This the one that represent the way it feel to pick a path,
Go down that for so long you don’t feel like you could make it back
Retrace every step you took and replay when you been attacked
Realize when you feel it you the one that probably made it that
Take nothing personal it hurt you more
You end up losing just ‘bout every war
Look up remember who you working for
Then get directly up and off the floor
I don’t plan on letting nobody down
I do everything just hoping I could make Matt proud
And I don’t care what happen, long as Jack still around
I slide back to Richmond make some bad decisions couple rounds I,
Been talking ‘bout the places I wanna go,
Taking david with me, drag him out to all of my shows
I bring every friend I got and never miss a fucking birthday,
‘Till then, every time I wake up it’s a work day

I been thinking that I need to make it just to keep breathing
Wishing I could cut another track, yeah while I’m sleeping
Everybody got they own opinion swear I’ll never need it
Why you hold yourself back, spend a lot of time just speaking

amend. (prod. skotskr)

LYRICS:

I woke up thinking I should roll over and die
Shit I been living gritting teeth I need what’s mine
Old phone got a couple gems in it, fuck is that?
Told somebody I was ‘bout to do this shit they fucking laughed
Fuck I told you ‘bout me?
I ain’t change a fucking thing
Still up getting drunk as fuck and throw my fucking life away
I ain’t quitting shit I’m picking cocaine up and lacing pills
Hope it pop my fucking heart, I heard smoking kills

Tell me who the fuck I’m supposed to call about this shit I got my,
Brain matter rotting I keep shaking ‘bout some shit I keep on,
Crying I can’t tell you why, waking up past fucking five,
I should kill this bottle, shake it off and take a fucking drive
Take somebody with me do some favors in this bitch
Wrap the fucking whip around a pole, could get me rich
Don’t nobody speak on what you did until you die
I’m not fucking up I’m cutting half up off the time

SMOKING KILLS [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LYRICS:

Tryna get rich then pick my issues back up I’m not tryna quit
Didn’t my best shit sound like I got fucked up shit I prolly did
What’s up with you? Ima keep running my mouth then buy myself a crib
Bitch I been knew, I’m supposed to be fucked up I’m my mommas kid
Try and tell me what the fuck I’m really supposed to talk about then we could die about it
Shit that’s written in my DNA could tell me why I never got to write about it
Why the fuck I couldn’t cry about it,
Why the fuck it’s all blood sweat and my liver taking all the hits ‘bout it

Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah yeah
Fuck that shit don’t call me nothing bitch
I trust me and mine, you don’t know who you fucking with
Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah yeah
Fuck that shit don’t call me nothing bitch
I trust me and mine, you don’t know who you fucking with

You don’t know who the fuck I am,
And don’t try and tell me what the fuck I’m really talking ‘bout,
And don’t try and act like you know better bitch,
I could finish shit, get shit wrapped up and I flip the script
Get them pages ripped, get them memories stripped I’m uh,
Not making them same mistakes again get what the fuck I want
Done feeling like shit ‘bout something I said I’m on my fucking job
You don’t gotta like shit ‘bout me it’s a lot of you people like I give a fuck
Motherfucker it’s up
Yeah

Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah yeah
Fuck that shit don’t call me nothing bitch
I trust me and mine, you don’t know who you fucking with
Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah yeah
Fuck that shit don’t call me nothing bitch
I trust me and mine, you don’t know who you fucking with

NOTHING [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LYRICS:

I got old friends tripping on shit they don’t know ‘bout
Go head piss on identity you don’t know shit ‘bout me
I know you probably flip on me
We don’t need no discussion I see what you talking ‘bout
Let ‘em burn you on word of mouth
I don’t stand with no pussy I step on them memories
I put holes in that energy you not the first motherfucker to fuck up the legacy

If I could I’d go back and rip all of them verses in half, fuck it I still might
I don’t know what you going through, 
Got you dragging this shit that we built through the fucking dirt
Me and you on a fucking shirt, boy I wish I could talk this shit out of your fucking head
This why I don’t got fucking friends,
Ay it kill me to hear what you feel ‘bout the way I am
I don’t want you to get this shit backwards,
I’m not no bitch what you fuck up the past for
Ay I wish I could tell you this shit didn’t hurt me,
You wouldn’t care if you heard me
Ay it’s fuck that now I don’t give a fuck
I keep shutting my mouth I should pick it up
I got people I love that you ripping up
Motherfucker I’m outside with it up

Tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s, tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s, tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s not true
Tell me it’s, tell me it’s, tell me it’s

Check out how much you dead to me
Ay you fucked up, bet, I made a new enemy
All that shit that you fed to me
Better fah fah fah peace out ten of me
Bet it be what you let it be
Bitch I packed up every one of them memories
Pick a side I got energy
Bitch fah fah fah fah

IDENTITY [PROD. SKOTSKR]

LYRICS:

Do you feel,
Like burning,
Somebody down

Do you feel, 
You deserve it?
You deserve it

Yeah, overworked I’m ‘bout to burn out again
Since October picking distance up
Honesty burn I don’t want it to end
Entertainment pay the bills I get it
Pick up the pen put your face on the internet
Cut the honesty nobody listening
Yeah, I should re-evaluate all the people I keep inside a circle show ‘em my evils,
These days people not people, huh?
Price of dying getting cheaper, huh?
Burn somebody just to push an agenda,
You can’t make mistakes they jump up and end you
Beat ‘em out the picture nobody listening

Nobody

october. (prod. skotskr)

LYRICS:

You’re leaving
And I’ll be here tomorrow
I mean it
I’ll remember

Come on,
Don’t tell me you’re fading already
Come on, 
I needed you so let me, stay

So patient,
I made it,
So hard for you
I waited,
And waited,
You haven’t been,
Through

It’s alright,
‘Cause somebody loves you
It’s alright
Somebody loves you

blur. (prod. blckk x skotskr)

LYRICS:

Um, Teenage Disaster, and, BLCKK
When you guys, make another song, 
Could, you make it maybe not like, not like mask
Because I wanted it to be more like, like you sing and
And, like you’re going through something

TEENAGE DISASTER:

My crib the motherfucking place to go
Let’s pop this shit then we could pull out the rollie
Drive that car we could crash it like we bought it
A credit card just to purchase narcotics like aw,
Come take a pic with me,
Yeah rich motherfucker ‘boutta D I E,
Yeah sick with the shit call the C.D.C.

BLCKK:

And we could both burn ‘bout it bitch B.T.D.

Yeah, bitch, two hundred on the freeway
Detour, I’m whipping up the beach bitch D-Day
I stopped giving a fuck when Thorne got four M’s
I’m in his checking account spending it for him
I couldn’t have picked a worse day off
I’m on a fifth of tequila spitting on four dead -siren sound effect? Idk how to include this-
Bitch, they’ll never give me awards so I,
Bought some shit that I can’t afford
Two guns, two cars, two vests, I request
Faggot ass rappers drop a motherfucking address
I don’t know who the fuck let you get in the practice
Somebody send him a shot ima see if he catch it
Mixing chemicals bitch I’m active
Keep it steady that shit reactive
Send him to heaven if he unwrap it, bow
Bitch yeah, send him a package

TEENAGE DISASTER:

My crib the motherfucking place to go
Let’s pop this shit then we could pull out the rollie
Drive that car we could crash it like we bought it
A credit card just to purchase narcotics like aw,
Come take a pic with me,
Yeah rich motherfucker ‘boutta D I E,
Yeah sick with the shit call the C.D.C.

BLCKK:

And we could both burn ‘bout it bitch B.T.D.

MY CRIB W/ TEENAGE DISASTER [PROD. SKOTSKR]

don’t trip, i don’t need you to love me
my priority been fucked up, trust me
not letting nobody around me,
so if it’s you and me tonight don’t need to tell me, nothing

few drinks in me per usual
i said a lot i don’t remember
know this prolly not what we meant for
that’s not for you and i to worry bout

right now
right now
tell you what you want me from, i mean like
right now
right now
tell me what you need from me, i could do it
right now
right now
i’m not doing nothing we could see each other
right now

i’m not really looking for the next one to fuck up
you don’t wanna be that either
spilled my last drink on my t shirt
i’m prolly too blacked out right now need my breather
tell me - tell me what you wish i was
then when i act the way i say I do you wish you really listened huh?
tell me what you thinking of
i know you heard it when i drop ay where the fuck you think i get it from?

you like what i do until i’m honest when i do it
i wouldn’t be here if this shit ain’t just pull me through it
i can’t spend my soul on checking in on how im moving
oh so you all for it then, prove it

i don’t think im built how you want me
you know what you doing ay you got me
fuck it, it’s prolly better if we stopped it
that’s not for you and i to worry bout

right now

r.n. (prod. nightrdd x silkroad x saiyan)

SORRY I FORGOT TO PUT IT ON SOUNDCLOUD, BETTER LATE THAN NEVER

bitch not taking none from me again
ay come get it in
fuck round let you find out where i been
what’s up bitch i pick up where i started at
if i let you forget i must be dead and can’t come get it back

mask up on my wallpaper
fah fah
MPH gon match the fucking BPM
somebody don’t die tonight inside this whip nobody win
somebody gon try tonight that’s fine i think im ready, spin

i feel great, bitch, danny towers
we gon fuck that vigil up just tell em ship the flowers
6AM im tweaking out i been on different powders
i mix everything i do come find out if im bout it
x2

im not with nobody bitch
i cut off them people, find out what the problem is
bitch i up my ABV before i talk to anybody
you don’t keep none round the crib that’s cool, bitch i got it on me
and i got no love left,
my life been enough bet,
still up on that subject,
it won’t be no suspect
i go out by me,
for i let y’all fucking take me there
pussy i pack grief
why the fuck would i keep playing fair

i feel great, bitch, danny towers
we gon fuck that vigil up just tell em ship the flowers
6AM im tweaking out i been on different powders
i mix everything i do come find out if im bout it
x2

DANNY TOWERS [PROD. SKOTSKR]

COMING TO SOUNDCLOUD LATE PER USUAL

LYRICS:

4 walls kept me sick, kick that cell out bitch
im gon pop myself like fucking buddy did
autopsy found whiskey in my fucking spit
pray this bullet kill me, god forbid
x2

black on black won’t notice me
30 rack gon kick me in my brain and fucking cope wit me
you heard something pop to hotel books, you gon’ know it’s me
ask me if i mean that shit i rap, i said hopefully i-

god im back to pain, i spent so long getting better, just to blow it out my brain
god wont let me change, im a fucking wreck, cancer in my body’s at my fucking neck

4 walls kept me sick, kick that cell out bitch
im gon pop myself like fucking buddy did
autopsy found whiskey in my fucking spit
pray this bullet kill me, god forbid
x2

god forbid i wake up
keep that two cents like a pay cut
crack my head back wit my plague on bitch
push that fucking stake up
hold that grudge like i can’t make up
i taste death inside this vapor

hope them paramedics can’t find me
fuck the life im given fuck fighting
spent ‘bout twenty five years dying

lace a fucking bag and i could buy it
i dont want that shit if i’ll survive it


BUDDY [PROD. SKOTSKR]

@lildvrkie

BLCKK:

IM PULLIN UP TO YOUR PLANET

40’S AND ROCKETS LIKE FUCK IT I HAD IT

CONSIDER THIS SHIT AN EVICTION IM TAKING YOUR LIFE PUSSY BOY YOU UNNATURAL 

LOOK LIKE A FUCKING MISTAKE I AM RAISING THE STEAKS GET THE FUCK OUT MY FACE

I WILL NOT SAY I AM SORRY YOU BOTHER ME HEAVILY MURDER YOU STEADILY

BETTER BE FUCKING AFRAID I WILL TAKE WHAT YOU OWN AND DESTROY IT WITH GRACE

WAIT

I TAKE IT BACK I WILL BURN WHAT YOU OWN IF YOU TOUCHED IT I DON’T FUCKING WANT IT

I MAKE A SUIT OUT OF SKIN FROM THE PEOPLE WHO LIVE IN THESE BUILDINGS OF SIN

YES

I AM WHAT YOU ARE AFRAID OF THAT SHIT IS AMAZING I LOVE IT I LOVE IT

DARKIE:

DUMPING ON NIGGAS
THAT WANT IT
YO PLANET 
I’M ON IT

I BOMB IT
I’M RUNNING THE RACE LIKE IM SONIC

I’M RAPPING THAT BATTLE RAP
SLAYING THESE CATTLE THAT’D
RATHER SLAP RUSS OR A NIGGA THAT BADDER

I SPLATTER THAT 
NIGGA BRAIN
TRIGGER BANG 
BRINGING FLAME
STINGING PAIN 

ON HIS HEAD
NOW HE DEAD

IMMA RIP YO EYES OUT YOU AS BLIND AS BEFORE UGH
RIDING ON MY DICK YOU GOT THE MIND OF A WHORE

SO I’M HUMPING ON BITCHES THAT WANT IT
I THINK I MIGHT VOMIT
I’M HIGH LIKE A COMET 
BEEN SMOKING THAT CHRONIC

TAKE ME TO YOUR LEADER BITCH
SMOKING THAT CEDAR BITCH
BUSSING REPEATER BITCH
YOU DON’T DO NEITHER BITCH

KILL ALL ALIENS
GRADIENT NIGGAS BE SHADY 
THEY QUALITIES SALIENT

IMMA PULL UP WITH A BAIL OF IT
BLOOD RAIN DOWN THAT’S A HAIL OF IT
MEMBER THE TALE OF IT

HELTER SKELTER LET’S START A RACE WAR
KILLED ALL THE ALIENS AND I STILL WANNA WASTE MORE

BLCKK:

TAKE ME TO YOUR LEADER IMA CUT HIM UP AND FUCK HIM UP AND THROW AWAY HIS BRAIN

KILL ALL ALIENS

KILL ALL ALIENS - BLCKK X DARKIE [PROD. WENDIGO]

PROD. SCYTHE

LYRICS:

BLCKK:
SHE WANNA SAVE ME
BUT IF IM FUCKING UP AGAIN IM IN THE SAME PLACE
YOU BETTER PAY ME
CAUSE ION LIKE THIS NO MORE YOU BET NOT PLAY ME
GIMME CASH FUCK THE REST OF THIS DUMB SHIT
14 IN YO HOUSE WITH A 30. CLIP
HE SAID FUCK IT ALL I FEEL LIKE IMA DUMP THIS
BUT WE GOT WORK TO DO SO CATCHIN CASES DUMB SHIT

ION SHOOT
BUT YOU PEOPLE MAKE ME WANT TO
SEE YOU MOVE
BUT YOU PUBLIC GIVING OPPS CLUES
THIS AIN'T NEWS
ALL THE SHIT YOU LOVE TO TALK NOW
I BEEN DOING THIS A WHILE GOT MY RANKS BITCH

AY BITCH
I STILL WATCH YOU FUCKERS FOR THE FAKE SHIT
MAKE THIS
MOTHERFUCKING MONEY WHILE IM STILL HERE
FUCK THAT
ALL THE SHIT YOU PUT OUT MAKE MY HEAD HURT
RUN IT BACK
YOU BEEN TALKIN RECKLESS THATS YOUR HEALTH THERE
X2

AND IF YOU SEE ME BITCH DONT TALK TO ME
THE SHIT YOU ACT AINT WHAT YOU WANNA BE
IM SCREAMIN FUCK EM TILL THEY GET ME KILLED
CAUSE IMA DO THIS IF THEY HATE ME STILL

#RUNITBACK FEAT. AFOURTEEN

UPSET W/ LIL DARKIE [PROD. WENDIGO]

LETTERS

i made this before i left you [prod. flowr]

TREAT ME HOW U LIKE [PROD. BIV]

THANK YOU TO EDDISON, VENTING PALACE, OUTRAGE, DROWNWITHTOGA, PROD NOAH, AND NEZIAH1K FOR WORKING WITH ME ON THIS ALBUM.

SPECIAL THANKS TO JAY, SIMON, AND JOHN.

HAVE FUN.

-KINO.

PLAYING WITH FIRE [PROD. NEZIAH1K]

guitar by nate thomas

lyrics:

im afraid of being everything you thought id be and
when you look back at me i wish i knew the things youd see
and all i remember
out of december i came drinking more than i ever had
reason being you took me there

and i,
i dont feel
like i used to
i could use you
but it all come down when it ain't no reason left

and i know that im not perfect
but id argue who deserves it
i wasnt trying
i wasnt trying to fuck us up
and what do i say
to you

id rather not fight today
drinking my life away
staying up way too late
im telling you that you cant stay
but you dont wanna listen to the person that i was last week
im tryna show you how it end but you aint tryna see
cause we both 'gon burn

and i dont mind
cause i dont see you anymore
im killing time behind my door
i know i hurt myself in the worst way
hurt myself in the worst way
again

please don't try to call me when you hear this

THNX

@cult-international

produced by me if not otherwise stated

BLCKK

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