prod and mixed by @wd415

[Hook] 
white doves circling above like a halo
its a vicious cycle, faire du vélo
six feet down in my coffin where I lay low
withering away where the flowers grow
red like a rose in the garden of eden 
left me in the dirt I was bleeding
wrote a book for you and I know you didn't read it
locked away in a grave dying with my secrets

[Verse] 
dark skies yeah the clouds overhead
rain coming down
rinse my wounds from where I bled
story in the cuts
I'm an author that you haven't read
drowning in the sea of tears that I shed
one day it'll dry up, when my soul evaporates
locked away in a chamber that I can't escape
(that I can't escape) 

[Verse 2]
locked behind a gate for eternity
free my soul yeah I'm caged innnnn
leave me to bleed so I'm asking why you hurt me
free my soul from all that plagues it
my mind like a locked door I can't seem to find the key
fix my soul yeah I've tried to replace it
I can't fix my mind and I can't find a replacement
clean my soul, yeah I've tried but I can't change it
clean my soul, yeah I've tried but I can't change it


[Hook] 
white doves circling above like a halo
its a vicious cycle, faire du vélo
six feet down in my coffin where I lay low
withering away where the flowers grow
red like a rose in the garden of eden 
left me in the dirt I was bleeding
wrote a book for you and I know you didn't read it
locked away in a grave i'm dying with my secrets

HALOS FROM HELL

GARDEN OF EDEN

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I told a nigga let’s go 
he look confused like 
menso 
I just stole a rock from a bum ass nigga
he left in my car like u dum ass nigga
I flipped that sh into a lil hundred 
now ima winner
I sold it to a black guy go figure 
he smoked it with a white guy named Clifford
It’s something like a funny meme or picture 
sum sh u see on the gram or twitter
but rn I’m just focused on just writing these singles 
niggas lonely making can coochies with Pringle’s 
Spanish girl come up to me like damm u fino (swim to me Nemo)
and in the English language that means damm u fine 
cuz 
Like baby girl let me come spit you a line 
not on some bumptys sh but for a real dime 
we grown ups 2, ur pretty can I have ur time
let’s go for walks 
let’s go for talks 
slide 
if not u good u don’t get blocked 
right??
that just not me I don’t do sh 
cuz I like it when they looking at my flicks 
It makes me happy ur angry I’m boutta blow anyday 
it’s getting closer I know i see it, it ain’t far away
like not like 6 years ago when I was astray 
lead by some pussy and a couple dabs 
I was unfocused, I wasn’t making cash 
That little money I posted wasn’t making the cut
I had to double down, get up or get up and get 2 or 3 jobs 
I worked my way thru and u can too and not rob 

cuz 
I told a nigga let’s go
He looked at me like 
menso 
Back in 4th grade this nigga would laugh 
but it’s funny with his mucinex ahh
he built like that, his dad like that
them mucinex trash
Truth is he just jelly of my swag
Much like these phony haters that I have
I don’t know why they hate or wait 
maybe I do
they see the man they wish could be 
truth be told is they could never be me 
and if they was they would last a day 
u can’t comprehend what goes in my brain
IQ level of a Rick Sanchez 
but my rapping skills I learned from logic

menso

The Dystopia is near.

This song means a lot to me—I was always made fun of for my speech, but rapping has boosted my confidence. This track is for them.

Big shoutout to the producer YO6, who’s sick at making beats. He’s one of the best, always giving advice on my rapping and making it better. I kept the song’s name the same as the beat, 'cause it's one of his favorites. Go show him some love and work with him!

YO6: https://on.soundcloud.com/RGLs18yEYFiPYmFM9

5819_ [prod. YO6]

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Making so much money
this sh’ll make you dance money
this is so much money 
shit’ll make you dance funny

she like popular yns 
like white nigga with zyns
that shorty tryna blend 
popping molly with her friend
but she is not her friend 
acting cute she play pretend
she like 6’4 nonchalant niggas 
cuz she know that the dick much better
she want the exclusive 
so she become a vip member 
dancing at the club 
catch her fucking at the bodega

catch her up
she play pretend 
snatch her up
she make a grin
Stack it up 
I count my bread

Triple jab right hook left hook

Huh I sit at home and play mario kart
she hit my line, acting cold at heart 
I send a heart but pay attention no mind
I can’t fall for that
so I can’t love for that 
I can’t
No I won’t l
and not for the thrill

this is

Got kicks that smell from hard work.
The sweat is full of grease, I'm chasing on my beliefs.
I pack up all my fucks, I swear I'll never give.
I'm careless for the world, got records that I'll achieve.
My mom, she used to say, "We get things when we’re young".
You’re old, you cannot run. Our fate is what we get.
The God is the decider, we pray for mercy.
You're not even better, so don’t tell me how the gates be.

So you better take off and
Pack up your stuff, your whole shit, and just what they call it.

Don't even stay another minute, man.

Every time I'm out, mama saying, "No trouble."
But trouble never happens when I'm not out.
But trust me, I'm a good kid living in a mad city.
Hashtag never see me, why the hell you guessing me?
And why the hell they gassing him, they whole flash at him?
The star is gashing, damn.
And lights out, now the whole place dash at him.
But where are the ones that were there before the crashing, man?
He fell off, now his boots hang like it's dead.
Career gon’ slowly fade, you need a grave for it before a grave for him.
Honestly, this whole thing was a mess.
Should've told his baby, "Got a plan fast as you can."

FOLLOWER

Let the rain fall

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huh-huh 
turn up
I pick my order up
I hope I see your face 
when you interviewed me for that job
Pretty face strong energy I like your style and taste
You so independent I like the way you get
I can’t believe you apart of this generation 
gen Z, oh baby
If I wasn’t working there I would make you mine 
cuz truth be told baby I don’t really got much time
Oh Melanie 
got me writing rhymes to this melody
If I get rich I might go and pick u up
I wouldn’t want you working there no more
With those lame ass niggas
but if u like working I won’t act bitter
just get your bag baby
Would you be down to have my baby
I know you into funk
would you be into plug
when you asked me what kinda music I make
this the sh I’m talking bout
I should’ve said to your face
oh Melanie 
hard ass working tuff baddie
oh Melanie 
If it’s delusion 
then please say sum
today I saw u in my dreams 
so who knows
are you thinking of me
Oh Melanie





huhhuh 
turn up
I pick my order up
I hope I see your face 
when you interviewed me for that job
Pretty face strong energy I like your style and taste
You so independent I like the way you get
I can’t believe you apart of this generation 
gen Z, oh baby
If I wasn’t working there I would make you mine 
cuz truth be told baby I don’t really got much time
Oh Melanie 
got me writing rhymes to this melody
If I get rich I might go and pick u up
I wouldn’t want you working there no more
With those lame ass niggas
but if u like working I won’t act bitter
just get your bag baby
Would you be down to have my baby
I know you into funk
would you be into plug
when you asked me what kinda music I make
this the sh I’m talking bout
I should’ve said to your face
oh Melanie 
hard ass working tuff baddie
oh Melanie 
If it’s delusion 
then please say sum
today I saw u in my dreams 
so who knows
are you thinking of me
Oh Melanie

melanie

fuck u money (prod. maxmizacion)

PIYA PIYA CALLING - Xtraño afrohouse Remix

INNER DEMONS (INTRO)

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