2 turnt up shoutout swamp wrld #reallife

(lyrics)

bitch i’m in the cut wit a bad ass slut
too turnt up offa molly n a dutch 
off drugs gimme pussy 
yea she always come clutch 
geek so much 
bars deep in my gut 
deep in her guts
hoe hop on my nuts 
i been such a clutz 
girl spill it from the front 
ghost in my cup 
shawty ask what’s up
i been coolin in the cut 
skateboard smoke a blunt 
shawty squirt on ma mf bb belt 
all my brodie’s keep fetty 
we been high as hell 
girl look into my corneas u can tell
bitch you know we california cast spells 
take shrooms in the trees n im born again 
i been smokin in my room 
cus i’m bored of friends 
i don’t fw thes people 
on sum weird shit 
i been 2 based up wit no fear bitch 

i don’t fear nobody 
i don’t fear death 
live strong w my shawty 
smokin on strong 
clouds all around my body 
drugs in the maserati 
got blunts of gelati 

you know life is the party
i been mixin e wit the coke
sniff smarties 
boutta overdose again 
but i’m still whole hearty 
all the fetty got me ready
and i’m feelin like carti

california magic (p. nicksayso)

4 the last time (p. sk3tch)

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LYRICS, MIX, COVER ART BY BLEAKSHYNE
MASTERED BY TRILL HOLLOW




LYRCIS:

on the way
on the way 
on the way yeah

give me face 
i need face 
i need neck yeah

smoking dope in the back of the show aye
hop on stage 
hop on stage 
on the stage yeah

i just rot on the bitch she gon rot out
on the way 
on the way 
on the way yeah 

getting paid 
getting paid 
getting paid yeah

on the way 
on the way 
on the way yeah

on the way 
on the way 
im getting paid yeah 

on the way 
on the way 
im getting paid yeah

juggin on the freeway do it my way 
on the way 
on the way 
on the way yeah
getting paid juggin out on the way yeah 
she wanna fuck give me face in the range yeah

juggin for the pain i got some dope up in my brain
every fucking day i feel like im going insane
smoking all this dope jus to numb my heart away
i just walk through the club shawty wanna fuck

put this gun up to my brain ima die out

i got a devil on my shoulder 
i dont wanna know where u been when u gone
cold in my heart im rotting out in the sun
baby falling apart im grippin on my gun
living my life like i died yesterday 
praying out to the sky and i dont even know why
heard a voice whisper to me n it told me to die 

on the way
on the way 
on the way yeah

give me face 
i need face 
i need neck yeah

smoking dope in the back of the show aye
hop on stage 
hop on stage 
on the stage yeah

i just rot on the bitch she gon rot out
on the way 
on the way 
on the way yeah 

getting paid 
getting paid 
getting paid yeah

on the way 
on the way 
on the way yeah

juggin for the pain i got some dope up in my brain
every fucking day i feel like im going insane
smoking all this dope jus to numb my heart away
i just walk through the club shawty wanna fuck

every fucking day i feel like im going insane
smoking all this dope jus to numb my heart away
i just walk through the club shawty wanna fuck

♱JUGGIN 4 TH4 P4IN♱

#SIGILMAFIA 

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LYRICS:

driving in the front seat with a bad bitch
breaking down the coke in the back of the whip
numb my brain 
numb my face 
bitch i love the fucking taste 
sigil mafia till the day that i die 
im taking drugs in the night praying that i die 
rise from the grave no i can’t be saved 
yous a fucking clone boy we not the same 
200 on the jeans when i walk out the house 
fire sale up in the trap boy it ain’t no drought 

driving in the front seat with a bad bitch
breaking down the coke in the back of the whip
numb my brain 
numb my face 
bitch i love the fucking taste 
sigil mafia till the day that i die 
im taking drugs in the night praying that i die 

mama told me that i ain’t living right 
she don’t know bout the all the shit i seen in my mind 
grab my nine cock it back to my skull
put some lead up in my temple feel the pain reside 

driving in the front seat with a bad bitch
breaking down the coke in the back of the whip
numb my brain 
numb my face 
bitch i love the fucking taste 

call me a junkie that’s the way i live 
tattoos on my skin bad bitch on my hip 
break me down till im nothing no more 
i’ve all alone in my empty room 
white pills white coke take me to my doom

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Woah
I never thought that I would fall out
I never thought that I would fall otu with you
Sprint as fast as you want, but you can’t outrun the truth
Saying all the shit I been through, you been through it too
Uh, uh, uh
But you don’t know the half
In that field for real, strapping up my shoulder pads
#throwbackthursday, looking at my posts so sad
Been in this shit so long, I don’t think the cold so bad
I’m on the highway to hell, I’m in a 4 door Jag
Cupid got some aim, stepback from the logo, cash
No I can’t go back, back, back, back
Leave it in the past, past, past, past

When I bring the boombox outside your window
Yeah, will you open it up and let me in though
Time heals all wounds, but I got bullets in my skin though
And they ain’t just skin deep
I know you miss me
Poison in my bloodstream when you kiss me
I do my own stunts but loving you is risky
Yeah, we from two different worlds like Mork & Mindy
Is you gon hold your ground when shit get windy

Bro need to slow down, he changed the color of his Simply
Brother seen how iCould did, said I’m on a killstreak
Smell the burnt rubber, hear the wheels screech
I’m on the road, baby girl, and I’m on the way to you
I’m on the way to you
I know I’m days from you, but just keep waiting, boo
Flowers, they fragrant, too
Know these your favorites, too
(It’s our anniversary I got you)

It’s our anniversary, I got you violets
If he fuck around with you, this shit gon get violet
Your nosey friends tryna get in our businessm, why they keep on spying
It’s this thing called “mind your business” baby girl, just try it
She don’t get Dior, Paramore, she start a Riot
Why we tryna build the plane out while we fly it
Wrestling with the other side of me like Bray Wyatt
You could put my shoes on, but you could never tie ‘em
You know me, I’m tryna chase a sack, defensive lineman
With the Vs, we flock like birds, we falling in alignment
Tell the label it ain’t six zeros, don’t know if I can sign it
Feel the Devil on my Heels, I ball like Carolina
He could pop it all he want, but we know he scared to try it
Big bank take little bank, I hope you feeling giant
Having nightmares of the bottom
Had a dream about being broke, the shit was terrifying
Fear the man in the mirror, you is not a threat to me
Man in the mirror, let him get the best of me
Man in the mirror, man in the mirror

GRIMOIRE PROD. LAKKE

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