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BLACK KRAY - I DONT WHAN SMOKE METH ANYMORE

City Light ft. Taythepsycho (prod. alyxrain)

ig: @riseinpeaceee

lyrics:
yea yea
rip
ima keep makin tracks til i go up
ima keep countin racks til they can’t fold up
said she like my smile u like this gold huh
ima keep smokin tht gas til i get so up til i get so numb
vfolia’s got them xanz in arizona
i’m from the bay me n my niggas go dumb
she got ass ima fill it w my thumb
so many racks tht ima feel w my thumbs
these niggas ain’t really in the field they wearing thongs
ion gotta b in the field my bro got drums
she said how i spend so much n i still don’t got no job
down bad or my pockets filled im still gon thank my god
ima keep stacking up my chips til my pockets big like rod
ima keep stacking up my chips til my pockets on rick ross
hell naw hoe ian christian jus cuz i got this cross
i need some brand new christian’s ion fw crocs
yea
i smoke trees like christmas ion fw santa claus
yea 
i  need some brand new christian’s ion fw crocs

ima keep makin tracks til i go up
ima keep countin racks til they can’t fold up
said she like my smile u like this gold huh
ima keep smokin tht gas til i get so up til i get so numb
vfolia’s got them xanz in arizona
i’m from the bay me n my niggas go dumb
she got ass ima fill it w my thumb
so many racks tht ima feel w my thumbs
these niggas ain’t really in the field they wearing thongs
ion gotta b in the field my bro got drums
she said how i spend so much n i still don’t got no job
down bad or my pockets filled im still gon thank my god

“ok  thts cool”

christians (prod. @riseinpeaceee)

(1) let u go ft camsrvng (Ambientarchive)

Better slow down ion like how you think 
And I be breaking down em pounds 
N yo bitch stank 
Pocket full of pills n they all pink 
Pure self destruction I can’t think oh 

It’s 5 am, tell me how u feel 
Bb u can’t waste my time, I’m tryna count bills
Maybe today I’ll flip another 100 pills
Maybe tomorrow I’ll crack the last seal 
Crack the last seal hoe, crack the last seal hoe

2 pills deep bitch fuck what you think 
Up Ina mornin I’m chasin the bank 
Up Ina morning ion feel nun blank 
No thought no weed no mind ,can’t think

2 4 mg bitch that’s 8 
Ima watch this shit fizz up in my drink 
I lost connection wit my dreams and lost connection with nature, yuh 

Tell me how u feel 
Bb u can’t waste my time I’m tryna count bills 
Maybe today I’ll flip another 100 pills 
Maybe tomorrow I’ll crack the last seal 

247 homesick 
Codeines jus an ocean 
Runnin ain’t no option 
Ima grown ass man u can’t stop me 

Pure destruction I can’t think yuh 
Pocket full of pills 
N they all pink 

All my pills is bloody pink 
Pure self destruction I can’t think 
I been had dreams about this week 
And I’ve been had dreams about this day 
I’ve been out all night, gettin money n all of these bitches hate 
Grown ass pussy Ona gram in real life don’t got shit to say 

Put it on yo sister or mama or put it on ur grave
put it on yo grave 
he don’t shit to say 
Either way he don’t got shit to say 
Grown ass bet bangin pussy he don’t got shit to say

(2) pure self destruction (p. ossos)

cyberspace club (prod. ERLAX)

Bitch I wake up 
Ion feel no bliss before 
The blunts kissed hoe 
Fucking ate them pills before
N now I’m pissed off 
Cuz I hit the blunt n now I threw up 
This the typa shit that make me wanna fucking give up hoe 
U can’t walk no mile in my muh fuckin shoes hoe
Even if u broke and got the method bitch u still won’t
Bitch I got the fuck up n I trapped for my home studio 
Kick yo fuckin ass out if u pull up n act stupid hoe 
Get the fuck out now hoe or end up ona t shirt 
My niggas take u out hoe ion gotta lift a finger yuh
Real pill eater hoe im on them beans 

Hn next Thursday 
I won’t fuckin wake up til next Thursday 
Yuh nah nigga don’t know what to do
W the re up money that’s up in my shoebox
Yuh Same twin since birth 
Everybody you don’t know, know my hearts made of gold 
Not paper hoe no fake shit 
Real deal like my pills 
I found my farmaprams 

Fuckin ate the pills befo n now I’m pissed off
N I threw up

(5) Next Thursday (p.Ayranee)

Son of a dope man 
Hy nigga done graduated w out no plan 
Hy switched to plan b fast as fuck nigga
W out no man
Trapped as fuck didn’t have no dad 
Hy I made up my own plan 
Yuh
New world eater hoe 
Remain a student not no teacher hoe
New world eater 
I’m just like you don’t bitch don’t call me no preacher hoe
New world eater
Not followin my dreams is self destruction tho
No metaphors up in this hoe
I’m in this hoe like every night 
I She’d to tears 
Cold sweats 
Cold sweats 
Too much fuckin dreams at night n I can’t fuckin think right

City Light ft. Taythepsycho (prod. alyxrain)

Cams☆Rvng (@camsrvng)

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