SCHIZOPHRENIA (PROD. GRAYSKIES)

i treat writing raps like im programming apps im coding shit,
i could try some acid or some xanax (facts) or both of them
i can handle tabs i see the bandersnatch encroachin in
pull the panels back i know you cant hold back but dont give in 
all of my synapses turned to candle wax, i slowly swim
pray my mind relax i've learned it cant, alas i roll the spliff  ..................................................
smoke a santa sack, the future and the past the only gifts 
oh yeah and the gab, aint no one hand me that i chose the shit
i wrote this and established im the man who have the coldest spit
brought mo than zips of gas you match with grams how we gon smoke this shit
sammy sosa shit got so much dope im going home with it
hardest known to spit i had a boner when i wrote this shit
pop up on ya bitch n lay it on her she wan hold this dick 
she say holy shit, i already told her get ahold of it  
she got explosiveness, she like a soldier, shawty blowing shit 
boomers show me shit thats in my soul n im decoding it


i treat writing raps like im programming apps im coding shit
i only drop the coldest shit dont cap then tryn j cole the shit
ion hit bongs noo more these spliffs just happen to be what im smoking with
nectar hits my throat is itchy dabbin so im sposed to get
mega blitzed but no i sit and ask where went my oldest friend 
cannabis he never visits tolerance is holding him
ignorance is evident i obviously should slow a bit
call yo local city politicians you dont know them bitches
if you did who gives a shit they literally dont control the shit
you listening but bitch im blossoming your flow is growing thin
my issue is with them who talking and they know they dont do shit
the distance is too vast from yall i get in my bag of flows and spit,
shit bounce like dribblin basketballs, you get it i have control of it 
im on the ritalin after all give a riddle to yall like a troll on a bridge 
duetti hit me for the masters im in a pickle so i ardy sold the shit
ill spend it on slinging the hash wit scotty i slash the profit we both get rich

when i be writing raps i get so technical, the flow is sick
i be boasting shit ill get a technical my coach is pissedx
could barely hold this bitch i call it tekken cuz the pole got kick 
they always told the kid but he's a skeptic he don't know the risk 
yall so comatose just keep on resting, youll get woke with this
im tryna blow ill go and get arrested yall repost the pic 
shawty a hoe he know that shit he stressing n dont wan post the bitch
my bitch pose she know she thick, she better than yo's this hoe's a glitch

i treat writing raps like im programming apps im coding shit,
i could try some acid or some xanax (facts) or both of them
i can handle tabs i see the bandersnatch encroachin in
pull the panels back i know you cant hold back but dont give in 
all of my synapses turned to candle wax, i slowly swim
pray my mind relax i've learned it cant, alas i roll the spliff  
smoke a santa sack, the future and the past the only gifts 
oh yeah and the gab, aint no one hand me that i chose the shit

BANDERSNATCH [PROD. NXTTY]

LXXIV & Kashimotu - FETISH [PROD. IMDEAD]

TEAM PLASMA (FT. SSJ DAKI) [SILENCE x B0Z0G33K x AYOTHUGGER x W4DDLES]

prod @buckx2 the best prod in my state 


giving a fuck about the bullshit you put me through 
filling my cup up with some bullshit with jenx2 
think imma fuck up everything it is what i do 
they on my dick like everyday like who tf is you 
i tell em never hmu bitch i'm not in the mood
feel like deadshot imma sniper when i fucking shoot 
this is deadstock like a zombie on my fucking shoes
and i can't stop getting sloppy it ain't even noon 

spas12 kicking 
shots in my kitchen 
you not doing shit for the world 
quit bitching 
i be in the gym getting big on a bigot 
fuck a little bitch white picket fence sitting 
blunt in my neck 
hole in my chest 
i could get sleep 
but i'll never get rest 
thought shit was sweet then he went and got arrested 
blackout drunk guess you'll have to leave a message
 

came from a place 
where i wasn't even safe 
my momma coming home crying drinking every day 
my own damn family became something that i hate 
i locked myself away started concealing my face



spas12 kicking 
shots in my kitchen 
you not doing shit for the world 
quit bitching 
i be in the gym getting big on a bigot 
fuck a little bitch white picket fence sitting 
blunt in my neck 
hole in my chest 
i could get sleep 
but i'll never get rest 
thought shit was sweet then he went and got arrested 
blackout drunk guess you'll have to leave a message

youthoughtshitwassweet4 (prod BUCKX2)

track 1 w/ @dieperry

(d!e perry)
you can call my name 
you can call my name

you can call my name amazing grace 
you can call my name amazing grace 
i'm still outside so call my name 
so call my name won't you call my name

(me)
for the last time
can't you be mine?
you know it feels right
so call my name
we're headed for stars girl 
when i get off these percs
i'm still outside so call my name 

(d!e perry)
you can call my name amazing grace 
you can call my name amazing grace 
i'm still outside so call my name 
so call my name won't you call my name

(me)
it's harder to sleep at night 
it's harder to breathe at times
i just want you back you're mine
kill me so slow it's fine
i know i'm on your mind 
but you're the reason i wanna die
but you're the reason i'm still alive
i can't get off of these pills 
will you just kill me still?

will you just kill me still? 
will you just kill me still?
will you just kill me still?

call my name w/ D!E PERRY

there's a lot that isn't right wit me
nobody hear my words, not for the life of me
spitefully, i grab this fuckin mic, they got no stripes to me
yo shit is not that nice to me, its guttin like a knife in me 
you could try yo fuckin best, its not enough
so now i couldn't give a fuck about no set, just run it up
i leave you people to the rest, no longer care bout puffin up
my chest, you bitches couldn't test me, in this shit im number one
y'all fuckin gassed him, now just look at what hes done
like how the fuck they pass me, but aint ever sounded tough
wipin shit like vaseline, they movin round the cut
now if you movin out too passively, get treated like a runt
let me talk my shit, too much, and imma air it out
cuz i don't got much left, up in this bitch to care about
i don't see them mothafuckas sharin now
so you can keep the trash, you bitches steady blarin out
run a different grind, and everytime i wouldn't see the funds
only thing thas mine , is all my time, and i don't need the fuss
why these bitches think they fine enough for me to fuck, 
hold the fuckin line, who wanna mind inside my scene, its up
every fuckin time i chase the bred, i feel like nevermind
please just stay away, im on a plain, and i dont ever fly
you don't got the answer, sway, i promise you could never find
so please just mind ya manners, if you think that you a friend of mine
i just smoked the last fuckin gram, and now the plug dry 
so now you know im pissed, don't even bother tryna come by
whatever that you like, im hatin, i don't give a fuck why
unless you got a j, then we can smoke it, and get dumb high
rappin wit intention, like the track itself a sigil
better walk wit high discretion, or yo life is sacrifical
if you keep on talkin shit, i'll light yo candle at the vigil
woulda thought his name was malcolm, how i popped him in the middle
of his mothafuckin forehead
run up on me bro, and you gon end up makin your bed
hazardous the flow, i leave you bitches eatin more lead
atomic on the notes, i got the code right to the warhead
i keep sweatin through this pain, i won't forget
all them mothafuckin people, and came around, and they left
right, and i guess its all my fault, i never kept up
fight, for my reasons, and my flaws, i hold my head up

No, I'm Not A Rapper. [dreey]

feat @seshspawn
4 months since you left for heaven miss u everyday jj

DROP W/ SESHSPAWN (2024)

IMPATIENT FREESTYLE [PROD. SIXEYES]

ABSENCE

I've spent most of my life
Watching my fucking circle
'Cause I promise those who're closest
Want to fucking hurt you
And tell you lies
While putting on their disguise
A knife in back, if you defy
They carry around-
WELL THEN I'M SCREAMING FUCK YOU

Ay
WELL THEN I'M SCREAMING FUCK YOU
Ay, Ay, Ay
WELL THEN I'M SCREAMING FUCK YOU
Ay
WELL THEN I'M SCREAMING FUCK YOU
Ay, Ay, Ay
WELL THEN I'M SCREAMING FUCK YOU

'Cause what you know about cutting the veins
And cutting away
Suicidal thoughts in the brain
Said fuck it to pain
Now I'm numb
Ain't nothing the same
I'm running these fades
Just to see the look on your face

BUT MY MOMMA SAID
HER SON TURNED TO A LET DOWN
THEY SAY I'M ANGRY
'CAUSE I'M SCREAMING WITH MY CHEST OUT
BUT I GOT THOUGHTS
OF THESE BULLETS IN MY HEAD (OUT)
Guess I'll give them a reason to be upset now
Yeah

FROMTHEROOFTOPS

IAMXIOS