VOCALS:
@blckk

PRODUCED BY ME & @neziah1k

PHASESHIFT

HABITS

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HABITS (feat. BLCKK & NEZIAH1K)

where'd you go? (ft. CXRPSE) (prod. maxvon & jaguarclaw)

@BLCKK
@jamesgorczyca1
Lyrics:
i been up late
uh
only thing i think about is my death
if he wan talk we gon put him to rest
i got a tattoo
in arabic
it say mercy
and its on my chest
this aint no bb gun shoot through the vest
my bitch look at me and say im the best
uh
shoutout to james 
because we in texas
been making more money
i been acting reckless
i hop in the plane and we bombing the nexus
fight you with both hands im ambidextrous
like blckk said
he shouldve killed me the second he wanted me dead
i got a reticle thats on my head
feel like a target while lying in bed
dont like niggas that wanna ride my dick
not afraid not gonna hide my shit
wake the fuck up wanna slice my wrist
i wanna see blood when i swing my fist
dont need a gun
pussy im equipped
like ben 10 i got the omnitrix
slim jesus drill time when i see that bitch
we flatten his body and then we up and dip

Listen

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

STO_MP (PROD. SOLSA)

prod. biv X blckk

lyrics:

said I just wanna talk to you,
why we gotta fight all the time
let me walk with you
this the typa shit that's on my mind
I can't fuck with you
if it's always internet shit
post about me and then you still all over my dick
tell these people the truth you don't hate me
bullshit, I don't believe that I want it all
tell these people the truth I want it all

I feel like it's adderall that's inside of my system
I can't argue with you 'bout which one of us the victim
I stay up at night and do my shit I got my fit on
6AM I'm up I'm getting bitter this my fifth one
apathy been creeping in
shit I seen but never did
this shit too routine for him
fuck em I been swimming in my own problems
that I made for myself I got my role models
getting drunk in the mirror

I can't function alone that's my problem
even if I wanted to I couldn't go without 'em
by the time I'm dropping shit I hate it and I'm past that
no I never wanted you why the fuck would you ask that
everything I gave you I take it all back
you didn't deserve me everyone know that
I was lying I don't hate you like that
keep it down they don't need to hear that

internet

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]

Rich Forever

I Write in Colors You Can’t Hear

@blckk

(hxstage)

I tried to drown it out but every night it stays the same and it’s still there 
Back in the darkest corner of my mind it sits 
I want to get away from this 
Take me out of my frame 
I want to find me again 
Can’t remember my name 
I stopped trying gave up there can’t be something more 
I spend every night just posted on a frozen floor 
I have been breaking down
I never wanted this but I brought it all on myself

fuck it don’t call I don’t need another let down 
Double back if ever need someone 
Break my teeth on lies you told 
Disappointment's getting old 


(blckk) 

it’s getting old
i’m trying harder now to hurt you if you hit my phone
I fucking drank so I couldn’t remember anymore
it’s all I see if i’m sober your clothes are on my floor
I guess it hurts when it’s over cause he could help you more
I never got any closure 
I let you try to ignore me again 
like you always did

like u always did

hxstage x blckk - like u always did(prod. hxstage)(instagram:@_hxstage)(lyrics in desc.)

THIS ISN'T FAIR
I DID EVERYTHING I'M SUPPOSED TO DO I SWEAR
I FELL TOO FAR I GUESS
CAUSE THE HOLE I'M CRAWLING OUT OF NEVER ENDS

I'M DYING IN MY DREAMS
AND ISN'T IT SAD THE WAY THINGS SEEM
NOBODY EVER GETS
TO FIND OUT WHAT THIS MEANS

DON'T TRY TOO HARD
IT'S NEVER ENOUGH FOR HIM
YOU STILL WAKE UP WITH THE SAME BAD THOUGHTS AND IT ALWAYS ENDS THIS WAY

I DON'T EVER WANNA SEE MY
HEAD
I DON'T WANNA MAKE 'EM BURY A
FRIEND
I MEAN IT'S FUNNY ALL THE TIME THAT I
SPENT
JUST STANDING THERE
ONE FOOT ON THE CHAIR

IF I'M NOT THE FARTHEST FROM PERFECT YOU EVER KNEW ABOUT
THEN IT'S SOMETHING DIFFERENT ABOUT YOU I NEED TO FIGURE OUT

I CALM DOWN
WHEN EVERY LIE THAT I TELL
TO MYSELF
ISN'T ENOUGH ANYMORE

IF I'M EVER REALLY GONE
PLAYING EVERY SINGLE SONG
MIGHT BE THE ONLY WAY TO TALK TO ME NOW

it always ends this way (prod. biv)

@cult-international

produced by me if not otherwise stated

NY