You said my shit ass, this shit need to unrelease im so deadass.

Alright I'm back, it took me ten minutes to wade through your dog shit discography and speak my peace on each one, your not welcome for the plays by the way. What I will say is that, you was ight I guess in the beginning, but you too ass to be saying other niggas is ass my boy you don't even know me and how much better I really am than you. My last parting message to your dying soundcloud page is to pls go back to your old mix or quit music cause this shit ain't going no where my boy. Also don't go in my dm's cause I aint gonna respond to yo shit because you ain't got nothing to say to me that can justify this ass discography nor, you dissing my contribution on evilgirlfangs' song.

Oh yea I lied one last thing, https://soundcloud.com/grant_griffin/bumblebee-grant-x-dolfin?si=e4b6ea46f0f14a3eb3829d4812b33eaf&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing get mogged nigga

3NSTY - fr3akhoes

produced by @probelad on ig

LYRICS:

Aye
Months go by I just wish somebody would murder me
Never in my life has something like this been hurting me
You could pray to God but its never a promised word to keep
So much THC in my system I'm just a third of me
Everything is blurry im stuck in so much uncertainty 
Don't believe my peers got respect for me, they don't work with me
Casual overthinker, I know you people cursing me
Fuck you, i think the issue is y'all ain't deserving me
Talking to my girl, i don't see how she even flirts with me
The reflection I've built of myself is so urgently painted
I know that I did this shit to myself so I'm perfectly hated
I thought the weed would shine light to the other side
Cause mother tried that, and it worked her whole life but
This the point of time where I'm insecure about art
Because a fucking thought is too much to even respond to
Or process, in the process
I feel like an object
I can't be in depth anymore with my lyrics it feels
Ion fucking trust a soul, they're all vindictive for real
All just meant for the thrill, fucking hate the way you bitches talking shit it ain't chill
I'm an addict I know it, its my own casket I'm closing
I'm fucking acting and posing like I can't rap I guess
And when Papa died I knew that this shit was fake
I started abusing the drugs til i grew a newer face
I'm sorry to my homies who at one point, knew its gabe
I'm sorry to the artists who at point, knew my name
I'm sorry to you papa, forgive me its a clueless stage
I'm sorry to you awfully, forgive me, I'll get through the pain

(I'll get through the pain)
I'll get through the pain
___________________________

Writer(s): Karma-49, probelad
Lyrics: Karma-49
Production: probelad

to whom (prod. probelad)

sadboymood x staggy x young celex : firestorm

Molly

Degenerate.org FT.(silva!+LAWDYAB)

I Promise Prod.Hu$hgod

FROMPOPZ$ACK2DOPERAP (prod.jxce)

Ay 
What now ay 
Fuck the pain 
Now Whuchu sayin 
Run 
Run 
Run 
Run 
Ay 

Whuchu want from me 
Whuchu wanna see 
Whuchu want from me
Whuchu wanna see 

Make all this shit for free 
I just let them be
Less they play with me (run) 
Fuck them bitch you’ll bleed 

Trapped up in my brain Ima go MIA 
Memories of me that’ll make me feel sain  couldn’t believe the shit y’all say 
Too much lean it made me a fein

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