lyrics:
ive been really stressed out
need a new escape route
stuck inside my head now
life been feeling different, i aint clean
reflections looking different, in the mirror that aint me
but i dont give a fuck now
stomach turning, imma drown
my whole life been in the ground
heaven or its hell, no in between
everything feeling like purgatory bitch im panicking i cannot breathe
(breathe)

i gotta pack flew it out of the country
homie fuck all your attachments you cannot combat me hoe you cannot touch me
pockets been full of the green but im working too cause you know i aint lucky
dont make me bring out my buddy he keeping a blade on his belt like he chucky
"that boy too raggedy" look like a monster im off of the shit how im dusty
bloody on bloody im mixing that shit in my cup i feel muddy
everyday dap up the bros if i get me a dollar split it with my buddy
lie to me so i feel better my baby im knowing that you do not love me

been at this shit for so long
never had a second thought
maybe if i had another life i wouldnt be too much different than yall
fuck my whole life up
going big fuck small
i gotta problem with pushing the boundary it may be the reason i fall

gasping gasping im out of breath
never a word to describe what im feeling it cant be explained on a page through some text
maybe it could if i wasnt so deaf
maybe it could if i wasnt so dead
maybe it could if i wasnt so dumb
maybe i stack up my money like dead
look in the mirror said "am i the problem?" thats never the case hoe im shaking my head
i left the message alone bitch i put my phone down and i dont give a fuck what it says
i had to get it, i got it like buck also do in the stu it was never a guess
did what i wanted whenever i wanted i never did pay attention to the threats

been at this shit for so long
never had a second thought
maybe if i had another life i wouldnt be too much different than yall
fuck my whole life up
going big fuck small
i gotta problem with pushing the boundary it may be the reason i fall

Purgatory

Don’t feel like putting this on Spotify n stuff so I figured I’d jus throw it on here

Keep It 100 (Buckx2)

(If u got a problem. Makes some beats)
lyrics:
i got 2 911's in my pocket
fucking i got 2 blunts smoke em then i lay in bed and i rot
2 magazines on my body sending 9 shots
what do i got?
i got bricks in the bungalow finna send a pack out
pockets too fat, cant move bitch im maxed out
mad dog, mad money, living in a mad house
bitch i always knew you wouldnt make it, bitch i had doubts
that boy sent bout 700 for that last ounce
that boy missing every shot i think he tabbed out
bout a 100k thats in the stash now
boutta smoke a pack and then i pass out

dont give a fuck got a beamed and its tucked like my wallet inside of my pocket your folding
im too obsessed with the racks that i got bitch need me a fix of the money im holding
i gotta get all the food on my plate bitch im buying the store like im buying the whole thing
i heard he trynna talk sweet on the mob we pull up with a chop and we made him run, bolting

get what i want and i wont wait
work too damn hard bitch i gotta full plate
too much guap stacked up gotta full safe
you aint got no dough you aint pull weight
i gotta chop and it shoot straight
i gotta cup of the duce
i make the world look like doomsday
i make em spill out koolaid
everyone trying to do what i do but i do it too easy a cool way
imma keep doing my own thing im working too hard and i dont care what you say
he trynna beef but he missing they reading his name on the mf news day
talk to your bitch, she trynna fuck, i told that hoe back touché
hold on let me switch the rhyme scheme
make this bitch look like a crime scene
im always on perfect timing
big truck with the high beams
up now, now they like me
intervals smoking lightning
i promise that im not a hypebeast
i think the louis v like me
when i put the barrel up better duck low
steady getting to the green gotta truck load
hate me but i never give a fuck though
you aint ever gonna catch me up close
12x, gotta new scope
ion need a red dot ion use those
bitch i been a great dane you a poodle
bitch fuck you i aint giving out kudos

BRICKS IN THE BUNGALOW (Buckx2)

Luvie Duvie

alright im goin back to class now

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LISTEN TO THE SONG ON ALL PLATFORMS:
https://catapult.fm/detox

LYRICS:
(HUH)
DID EM DIRTY, NEED A DETOX
CHOPPA HIT HIS STREET, SOUND LIKE A BEATBOX
TRIED TO CATCH US SLIPPING, THATS A CHEAP SHOT
NEW KICKS EVERY WEEK, YOU ROCKING REEBOKS
(YUH)
HEART TOO COLD, I LET THAT HEAT POP
MAKE THAT BOY AN ANGEL, MAY HE MEET GOD
ALL I KNOW IS GO, NO BITCH I CAN'T STOP
SHE SHAKE ON A NIGGA TILL HER PANTS DROP

THEY GON SAY I DONT, BUT I'VE BEEN HAVING IT
(YUH, YUH)
DIAMONDS ON MY BODY, THEY EXTRAVAGANT
(YUH, YUH)
I BEEN ON ONE, DONT NEED NO ACTIVIST
LYING THROUGH THEY TEETH, THESE NIGGAS CAPPING BITCH
SHE GON SWING THE STICK AROUND LIKE SHE A WITCH
CANT GIVE UP A MILE, CANT GIVE THEM AN INCH
ALL THESE FUCKING BANDS ON ME, OUT HERE THROWING FITS
HEARD THESE NIGGAS LOOKING FOR ME, I'VE BEEN MAKING HITS

AND IM CRUISING WITH THE MOB, A BUNCH OF FUCKING BRUISERS
GOT THIS DRAKO IN LA, MOVE ROUND LIKE IM THE RULER
IM A VET UP IN THIS BITCH, THESE BOYS A BUNCH OF JUNIORS
I MAY SPIN THEN SPIN AGAIN TO HIT A NEW MANEUVER
YOUR GANG FULL OF PUSSIES, AINT NO FUCKING SHOOTERS
YOUR HO GOING ANYDAY, NO SHE DONT FUCK WITH LOSERS
X RIGHT THROUGH HIS NAME, NOW I FEEL LIKE IM SUPXR
MASK ON MY FACE, MIGHT FEEZE TO DEATH, FEEL LIKE IM COOLER

MONEY, BANDS, PRADA OFF THAT DAMN COMPUTER
THAT BOY SAID HE DROPPED A SONG, THAT SHIT IS STANDUP HUMOR
NIGGAS PASS MY NAME AROUND LIKE ITS A FUCKING RUMOR
NO THEY COULDNT BEAT ME THEN, NO HOPE UP IN THEIR FUTURE
TOLD HOW TO DO THIS SHIT LIKE IM A TUTOR
ONLY STACK AND STACKING GUAP, NO HO I CANT GO FEWER
NIGGAS HATING FROM THE SIDE BUT CHATTING LIKE SOME VIEWERS THOUGH
I DONE HEARD THAT SHIT ALREADY, GET SOMETHING ORIGINAL-

DID EM DIRTY, NEED A DETOX
CHOPPA HIT HIS STREET, SOUND LIKE A BEATBOX
TRIED TO CATCH US SLIPPING, THATS A CHEAP SHOT
NEW KICKS EVERY WEEK, YOU ROCKING REEBOKS
(YUH)
HEART TOO COLD, I LET THAT HEAT POP
MAKE THAT BOY AN ANGEL, MAY HE MEET GOD
ALL I KNOW IS GO, NO BITCH I CAN'T STOP
SHE SHAKE ON A NIGGA TILL HER PANTS DROP

DETOX! (PROD. PXIQZES)

ON THE MAP

Max Payne? Why'd you even call it that, you don't even like that game.

Produced By: @e-9-beats
Vocals Mixed By: @Ominvs
Cover Art: @Ominvs

MAXX PAYNE (PROD. E9)

Oh
Everything you are on stone nowhere else to go
Oh
Travel deep in the unknown let your imagination grow
Oh
Are you excited yet breath shaking start to sweat
Tell me whats in your head whats keeping you from the road ahead
Just tell me when you wanna go tell me when you wanna go

Come over stay late
No one feels the pain like you do
Your stayin at the gate
Let the dark consume you

Leave behind your bones along with your body
Cuz the dead have no homes
They like to party
Party
They like to party
Party
They like to party

Now you got a taste
For whats waiting for you
All fear been erased
One thing left to do
This nights not a waste
Its everything you dream of
Everything you dream of
Everything you chase
One thing left to do
One thing left to do

Leave behind your bones along with your body
Cuz the dead have no homes
They like to party
Party
They like to party
Party
They like to party

THE DEAD LIKE T<3 PARTY (PROD. BUCKX2)

Production by @1prodsilence on insta
Featuring @issbrokie

Spotify

LIFELINE feat. ISSBROKIE (prod. silence)

BUCKX2 X RUZLXN - BRING THE PAIN (REMIX)

Cacity - MY FAIR

I'm Weird
(Formerly known as LAC)

@karmamob

My server https://discord.gg/YNMR4NGU9T

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