Leaving comments as instructed (I am a yes man)

SOTOKSIK:
I been on my own in this shit bitch,
Last minute,
Suicide attempt didn’t hit shit,
Flatlined,
Moment of my life,
Here to kill shit,
Tired of these niggas on my dick,
On some bitch,
Times up,
I waited every minute to fuck up these rhymes huh?
Fucked up,
I’m sitting back for living while getting my dick sucked,
No luck huh?
You riding every nigga you think is gone make it,
Stop fakin,
At the end of the day,
You ain’t goin no where so just face it, 
Pause for the flick,
Take a pic, 
Of my dick pause,
If you gone be on my dick,
suck on these balls,
Lock jaw,
giving you it all,
And this shit raw,
No flaws,
You pass me the rock,
Show how we ball,
- SOTOKSIK
Riding through yo city I be feeling super fly bitch,
Living on a feeling with a mili you cant buy bitch,
Riding through yo city I be feeling super fly bitch,
Living on a feeling with a mili you cant buy bitch,
Fake love only shit I receive,
The pay cut only shit I retrieve,
No I do not wanna rap on your beats and fuck anybody pressing me for a feat,
Maybe im god baby drop to your knees,
Should fuck around and come suck on my-
Fuck around and come see where it leads,
Respect my name when you talking to me,
None of this shit is impressing to me,
To all of this underground shit im OG,
None of this real you beef with emojis,
Taking them shots with a gun thats unloaded wow,
Do the opposite OD,
Making these waves not an MP3,
Im telling you right now do not fuck with me im already a GOAT and im not at my peak,
For you bitchass cappin mother fuckers tryna fuck me over like I fucked they mother,
Sucker,
Ima put you under you can feel the thunder and the rain up on you,
Dont hit me up unless you got my number thats like five people if you really wonder,
Hate on me thats a bum bummer gotta body some rappers to meet my quota,
Riding through yo city I be feeling super fly bitch,
Living on a feeling with a mili you cant buy bitch,
Riding through yo city I be feeling super fly bitch,
Living on a feeling with a mili you cant buy bitch.

ETIQUETTE 555

FAKELOVE

FAKELOVE - FT. SOTOKSIK (PROD. T7)

Beamy's 2nd Storage Box

bruhmanegod - COMBAAT

prod. @elixrrrr + @neargxx

they dont think i'm cool enough

i just hopped outta bed with the same fit on
let the feel good in, turn the lame shit off
i can get real high, i can take this fall
it's the end of all

take a week, get right
it'll save your life
and your voice still fine
if the numbers die

they must think that you pissed off or sum
you ain't ever gon stop for none
i'm playin the game, i caught the slug
you get in the way, i gotta run

i got the gold x4

you ain't on shit, don't got the role
let em live, let em sit, do it all alone
there ain't a thing like me in they bones

i just hopped outta bed with the same fit on
let the feel good in, turn the lame shit off
i can get real high, i can take this fall
it's the end of all

don't got nothing else, i gotta get this shit together
i ain't paying any mind to the pressure, it's whatever
i could talk about myself but what about you
too much money to be made to be runnin round confused

i got the gold x4

they act like they ain't feelin nothing but they feelin sum fasho
they act like they ain't hearing nothing when they pop out to the show
they ain't gon never understand, they only come around to smoke
you get the fame, then the bag, you know all of it's a joke
grip the pill and the pole, watch how long you keep a soul
yea, you in control, bitch, bought and never sold
and this shit is getting old, bitch, toss it in the hole

they don't think i'm cool enough

#livinweird (prod. elixr + near)

HUNNITZ

BIG MAMA DRAMA - FT. BRUHMANEGOD (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE & SKOTSKR)

STANDING OVATION (PROD. OG ABI)

WORD TO THE WISE (PROD. LEDERRICK)

silence (ft. SNIPZTEA) (prod. d0llywood1)

“How Sweet?” — A Poem by 1046

How Sweet? is a soft dive into the poet’s deepest frequencies — a place where love hums in the quiet and a woman’s presence feels sweet enough to kiss through the sound of her voice. This poem lives inside the ache of longing and the beauty of connection felt through soul, text, and memory.

Written in anticipation of the poet’s upcoming poem album and deluxe edition, How Sweet? captures the adoration of a woman whose essence warms even the coldest nights. Her energy becomes therapy. Her sweetness becomes refuge.

At the same time, the poet wrestles with the pull of returning West — not to leave, not to abandon, but to rebuild where the skyline of 9th still holds unfinished dreams. A chance to isolate, restart, and craft what was left incomplete.

This piece speaks to the coldness of loneliness, the warmth of wanting to hold someone soft, and the healing that love — even distant love — can bring. It’s a poem for anyone who has ever felt sweetness through words alone, yet dreamed of something real enough to hold.

A gentle reminder that love can be both distant and deeply warming.


HOW SWEET? (PROD. REGI)

This was a fun project to make that I have started on since April. 8 months I didn't know this was gonna be an album but I knew that ENOUGH! is gonna be the first song on the album. This is a crazy project with some of my best songs yet.

SIPPIN

Beat produced by JC Lazo
Live Instruments by Petey Crumpett
Written Recorded Mixed and Mastered By NATE

I SPEAK LIFE

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STANDING OVATION (PROD. OG ABI)

BRUHMANEGOD

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