where did i go
i miss the version of myself that i know
back before i gave a fuck if i’d grow
when it didnt mean a thing if i would blow

every single day im feeling cold now
it didnt mean a thing to me when i went and i broke down
tryna visit home but that shits a fucking ghost town
think i need some therapy but i dont even know how

people see me as an opportunity now
but i want you to go away
theres no escape
right now i wanna blow my brains
im full of pain
and i know that its never gonna be the same

so tell if youll stay
tell me if you love me or you wanna get away
because i got the feeling ima be the one you hate
because i got the feeling ima be the one you hate

[hook]

im getting tired of being tired in my head
i dont wanna wake up then i wish that i was dead
all these years feeling so bitter and upset
it wouldnt be shocking if everybody i know left

ill never felt how i did
ill never feel that way again
because im just a person
and now i live with my sins

[hook] x2

Listen

WHERE DID I GO(PROD.WENDIGO)

Lyrics:

(TRIPLE777)
Yuh,
I could do this all day,
if you dont think im legit come and look at my face
you a disgrace,
I dont play im gettin payed for plays so put the mula on the
table or come meet yo fate!

(BLCKK)
look at how ya bitch got played,
you ain’t gotta love it but get the fuck out the way,
either way it go ima fucking carry the weight,
I don’t slow shit down till it’s everybody straight!

(TRIPLE777)
Ima dick in the moshpit
UNDERLORD mobbin,
Give me all the money cause that is yo only option,
Crashin yo party,
Steppin like the army,
Bitch you aint hard cause you built like a Barbie!

(BLCKK)
really shoulda shot me,
I don’t fuck around with the kids tryna pop me,
next month trippin it’s a rack for the feature,
fuck T 7 ima beat him in a seizure,
dont fuck with y’all neither, yeah!

(TRIPLE777)
Bitch,
put that money where it needa be,
bitch,
fuck all that talkin we gon really see,
Im smokin beats like I used to smoke tree,
had to clear my mind to come and kick out yo teeth!

(BLCKK)
i’m up on that shit like it’s back when I started,
I got my paper aint that what you wanted,
set my shit up in y’all city im solid,
shit that I did prolly make me a target!

(TRIPLE777)
Unfortunately im fortunate bet you fuckin mad,
we recordin it while you snortin it well see who gets the bag,
unlike Jay Z I wasnt focused on the Ave,
My home is anywhere where im making music so gas!

(BLCKK)  
die slow bitch I wanna kick it with the worst one,
I been picking up habits and bitch i’m not done,
they put me out of commission and bitch I still won,
keep fucking working the kitchen I’m fucking on one!

(HXSTAGE)
Get up, 
Pick up,
Bags of the money I’m fuckin 
Pissed off, 
Fists up, 
Talkin shit it’s your skull that I’m fuckin, 
Stomp my boots thru the back of his head,
Talking shit online think he tough now that bitch fuckin dead,
Failing 7 times to make a wave lookin ass bitch, 
“I just need my motherfuckin drugs!”
Yo shit trash bitch,
Fuck both these faggots on the front half I’m fuckin up the back half,
Peach rings out the backpack I grab that,
Yo,
You look like a clown bitch you a fuckin joke,
Please don’t stick around bitch I hope you fuckin choke!

(TRIPLE777)
I told you not to fuck wimme unless you gettin buck wimmie,
you fuck wimme you end up under me and thats a guarantee,
and nobody ever got the meaning the vision I be seein, 
feelin so damn defeated said fuck it ima keep on teachin,
runnin to the top cause god I need it god I need it,
I be dreamin cant stop thinkin bout the time that ima beat this!
fuck it,
enter my mind,
my demons reply,
its where this reside,
my passion divine!

fin :3

VAMPED

VAMPED - FT. BLCKK x HXSTAGE (PROD. T7)

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

https://youtu.be/enIbM9XVHks

lyrics:
every day another nigga tryna tell me bout myself
i dont need to hear that shit and i dont need nobody help
worry bout yo bag why you all up on the shelf
why you ridin on dick worried bout everybody else?

fuck that
come at my niggas we gon bust back
shame on a nigga for thinking this shit is just rap

why you buy a mic if you aint ready for the fuck shit
then get on twitter talking bout some niggas you dont fuck with

how the fuck that make sense
you could be making some paper instead of the fake shit
you could be great but you rather do all of this hate shit
im honestly tired of looking at all of these faces

thank god i dont have to slap a nigga in his face
thank god i dont be out in the streets running fades
thank god i dont have to slap a nigga in his face 
thank god i dont gotta put a nigga in they place

why the fuck do everybody wanna rap
they see its easy money everybody on yo back
aye but ima set it straight
gon and create
this shit aint for niggas who cant handle all the weight

im that nigga in all black
make the whole section fall back
my bitch treat me like all that
you gon draw ima draw back

i got the army of spiders
we make you retire
we bringing the fire
fuck nigga you could come and admire

or you could wait
pussy nigga get up out my face
you aint even on my level you aint even in my way
i been tryna get richer like that nigga bill gates
one day ima be the only rap nigga in space

MERCY W/BLCKK(PROD.JAMES GORCZYCA)

PROD. ME

LYRICS:

THIRTY FIVE POINTS FOR THE HEAD SHOT BITCH
SHOULDA KEPT THE PISTOL IN THE BAG
FUCK IT GOT THE PAPER ON TRACK
SEE ME BITCH I'M FITTED ALL BLACK
I BURN IT IF I EVER GET THE PLAQUE
TURN YA' FUCKING FAMILY TO A PACK
PUT THAT FUCKING MONEY IN THAT BAG
I KILL HIM JUST TO SAY THAT SHIT AND BRAG

THROW THAT CHECK, IN THAT FIRE PIT
I COULD BUY YA' BITCH
I GO BACK, JUST TO SPIN AGAIN
GET MY KILL AGAIN
WHERE I'M AT, WE DON'T DO THAT SHIT
WE DON'T TALK A LOT
I BLOW MY BAG, WHERE'S MY MONEY BITCH
RELOAD ALL MY MAGAZINE I'M BACK
FUCK YOU THOUGHT IT WAS
I DON'T KNOW YOU BITCH I SEND HIM UP, TELL HIM FUCK IS UP
SUCK MY FUCKING DICK I CARE 'BOUT CASH
WANT MY MONEY BACK
I DON'T LIKE TO BRAG BUT LOOK ME UP
GET THE FUCK UP OFF MY DICK I TRIED TO GIVE A FUCK IT'S

DOUBLE MY MONEY LIKE PLAYBOY MY MONEY I DON'T FUCK AROUND WITH NO BITCH
DIRTY MY THIRTY I'M EARLY AS FUCK, CAUGHT ME A BODY AS SOON AS I'M UP
I BROUGHT A HAND GRENADE INTO THE CLUB, I PULL THE PIN AND THAT SHIT GOIN' UP
GUNS GUNS GUNS GUNS GUNS GUNS GUNS GUNS

EVEN WHEN I GET MY BAG BITCH
GOT A RED DOT SHIT NO TAG BITCH
LOOK AT MY BANK I GOT TOO RICH
I'M IN A RED ROOM NOT NO TWITCH
BLOOD MONEY BABY THAT'S MY HISTORY
HE COULD PULL UP AT THE SHOW HE AIN'T NO KIN TO ME

FUCK 'EM ALL, DIE SLOW AND WE FUCKING BALL
X4

MUSIC VIDEO

RED ROOM

PROD. SKOTSKR

LYRICS:

STILL MOTHERFUCKERS CAN'T KILL ME
I POP MY MOTHERFUCKING TRUNK SOMEBODY FILM ME
STILL MOTHERFUCKERS CAN'T FEEL ME
I'M ON MY MOTHERFUCKING WHAT'S THE FUCKING DEAL G

FIFTY FUCKING THOUSAND OF THEM ROUNDS
FOR THAT FIVE-O, FUCK 'EM PUT IT DOWN
AY SHIT MY CHECK 'GON WEIGH LIKE FIFTY FUCKING POUNDS
HOW MANY BODIES SHIT I PROLLY COULDN'T COUNT

AY TELL 'EM FUCK RAP
I FUCKING HATE TAKING PICTURES I TELL 'EM FUCK RAP
I FUCKING HATE WHAT IT DID TO ME TELL 'EM FUCK RAP
THEM BODY BAGS WITH THEM ZIPPERS ON 'EM IT'S FUCK RAP
AND GET THE FUCK BACK

GROW UP
GO GET A JOB
BE REALISTIC YOU COULD NEVER GET THAT FAR

FUCK 'EM IMA STAND ON THEY NECK
WORK 'TILL I'M DEAD
'TILL I ROT
MOTHERFUCKER I'M A THREAT

STILL MOTHERFUCKERS CAN'T KILL ME
I POP MY MOTHERFUCKING TRUNK SOMEBODY FILM ME
STILL MOTHERFUCKERS CAN'T FEEL ME
I'M ON MY MOTHERFUCKING WHAT'S THE FUCKING DEAL G

THREAT

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

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