I been feeling trepidatious lately
Twisted nerves and pacing wavy
Back and forth around the block
It ain’t pay off to be so lazy 
Ain’t pay off to drink ciroc
Ain’t pay off to smoke a lot
Ain’t pay off to follow all my homies
Cause I missed the plot
Guess I’m on my b-side
Extra in the cast,
Another system I despise,
Another brand upon my ass
Another fire in my heart
You spill the water in your glass
I feel my bones wearing apart
From all the weight that’s in my past
And this a cold shoulder, no apology
I’m Just a Stone thrower like you thought of me
I Couldn’t roll over like they soldered me
Old soul lost control so they gave him the lobotomy 
My doctor told me I ain’t fit for nothing like a loose belt
Anxious when I go the store, feel like a new hell
Opens for me anytime I’m out of routine
I don’t see nothing when I sleep,
But life feels like a lucid dream, Coupled up with 
sleep paralysis, the fraying of my callouses,
Pick myself apart too see what next is falling out of this
Stupid still believing in the tropes and broken fallacy’s
These Broken words need no analysis
good book, a hard head, your picture on my mantle
Couldn’t look for quite some time, there’s still a lot that I can’t handle
Less we talking bout some liquor and some wax, I’m spinning candles
I got frank oceans endless on the record player, hesitating

callouses prod. by eeryskies. (now on spotify)

lifelike.

The older that I get, yeah, can feel the ash on my tongue
Mmm, It’s stacking higher and higher, fhe fiberglass in my lungs
I ain’t no Jaden or SYRE, I didn’t come from no funds
I couldn’t be no Messiah, the grapes and  the plums
That I dried on my windowsill
I thank my stars every day that I ain’t into pills
Cause my cousins was passing em it ain’t no deal
Coulda took only half of it, would a spun out and crashed in it
My controller ain’t accurate, yeah, but it’s all for real

Do you like it, when I get lonely
Does it remind you it’s all your fault
Do you hate me when I look happy
Does it remind you of all your faults
Baby don’t blame nobody baby don’t blame
Baby don’t blame nobody baby don’t blame 
Baby don’t blame nobody baby don’t blame
nobody else for what you did

Do you play the game so you can save something
I couldn’t live with myself if I just say nothing
I got this one shot, load it up, here that gun pop
Nothing’s really good enough, chew me up like a gum drop
Spit me out, let me vouch fully for my cadets
Spent a lot years teaching, couldn’t learn behind the desk 
There’s a lot of y’all wondering how I deal with all the stress
Here’s the secret to my motivation, I just stay depressed
God damn feelings get on my nerves
I resolved quickly to just suppress it
35 really a thousand words
Wonder how quickly they get the message

Do you like it, when I get lonely
Does it remind you it’s all your fault
Do you hate me when I look happy
Does it remind you of all your faults
Baby don’t blame nobody baby don’t blame
Baby don’t blame nobody baby don’t blame 
Baby don’t blame nobody baby don’t blame
nobody else for what you did

Don’t call me by my first name if you ain’t know me since I was young
Just don’t call me by any other name, I’m still somebody’s son

fiberglass prod. by eerieskies.

16 corolla prod. by ae beats

little bit of something

produced by eeryskies.

A lot of things start to feel little
And Little things feel like a lot
Serotonin drops sentimental
Don’t go running off on me
Stay right here with me, I don’t mind if it’s not forever
I just need to be found right now
I don’t mind that we’re not together
I get lonely, but still get by
Anxious mess but I still get high
Lost myself and they still ask why
I don’t go look, cause I’m scared to try
And all my secrets are hard to keep
The things I sleep with are haunting me
Still don’t know who I want to be
But I think that’s it’s weird the answers not me

These days, these days I feel a little lonely
Trynna catch up with the old me, and what it's like
I can't pretend I'm not a little misty
Wondering if they'll really miss me
When my time's arrived

Too many options that I can’t take
Too many questions thrown in my face
Too many levels, I can’t climb higher, 
Stuck on this ceiling, I sealed my fate
Too many times that I felt so fake
Too many lines, but I still don’t wait
Too many wrongs I feel like I was born to the right
But I’ve been moving left always
And it’s getting harder to tell if I’m moving at all
Indigo paint for the room, I feel the pressure dissolve
But it builds back up, I get tired for nothing, and still say that I’m ok
Running out of blonde cells left for me,
Made too many dumb mistakes lately
Stopped thinking bout the way I feel 
And just did what I thought you wanted from me

indigo ft. garrett.

prod. by eeryskies.

I put the sun onto my back
My skin look freckled
My eyes all glass
And I watch the shadows take the waves
The moonlight settles
I start my day

White tee, gym shorts, headbands for long hair
Shuffle out of my apartment door, don’t belong here
See my neighbor sitting on the stairs, get a strong stare
Well, It’s been a long year
Car keys, silhouettes, cigarette smoke cough
Only second hand, till that hand finally broke off
Still I miss the band, and the plans, and the roll calls
Well, It’s been a slow fall
Now my shadow really stretching me thin
Between my secrets and my pockets i got so many sins
Let ‘em out in tiny whispers but they’re lost in the wind
It’s all fleeting, from my lovers to my oldest of friends
And I can see it on my skin, feel the ash in my hair
Ain’t feeling nothing, had this passion but ain’t nobody care
I got the same shirt everyday, I wear till it tears
In gods eyes, I know everything is coming in pairs, so let me run

Skin peel
Sun turned down
Baby can we Inhale
Get no words out, cause I’ve
Been frail
I got burned out
Yeah, I've been burned out

freckled

prod. by eeryskies.

Running from a pay stub
From a straight check
all that shit is made up
On little private jets
I’m more into cash flow
My feet just getting wet
You can’t talk in actuals
When we ain’t even met
I got private dividends
I pay out all my friends
I fucking spend too much
It’s all an accident
I reach my breaking point
Look at how fast it went 
I max my credit cards
I crash and let it end
I get me a notice for an overdue rental
I got all this sentimental shit fucking up my mental
Yeah I’d probably do more drugs, but I’m worried bout the fentanyl
You can’t trust a single plug, wired up, pop incidental
Watch me fizzle out again,
break apart another line
I’ll be back here when this ends
I can’t sit I have to fly
I got cash flow on my mind
I break down when that run dry
I base everything on money
Fuck am I if thats a lie

One day I’ll reach for you
Someday I’ll reach for you
One day I’ll reach for you
Someday I’ll reach for you

cashflowbreakpoint

prod. by masked man

Everything is everything
I can still manage
Patch up my problems
The sun is my bandage
Back out my front door
I try to stay candid
Mask up when I’m still feeling damaged
I try to blame you but its not so simple
I can’t find a balance even standing on a gimble
Half an empty cup full holes like a thimble
And when I fall in love, I feel anxious and little
Past tense views breed half sense accusations
Last time I faced truth was standing in the basement
Gassed up on a string, pulling threads losing patience
The last pass waiting in a whole new rotation
You said I was everything, I said it was mutual
The lights above were closing in, the fire of the crucible
It felt like a dream in that moment, I was lucid tho
All I knew was I would die if I lose you oh oh oh oh

If God don't cry in the morning when she wake up
Then why should I
Then why should I
If God don't cry in the morning when she wake up
Then why should I
Then why should I

Where do I start from
My love here is genuine and when the time comes
Can I cry if i'm ever gone, and I know i'm not immortal
But with you I feel like God's son
Your last name should be Johnson
And i'm seldom with silence
Seems like a simulation if I ain't ever seen one so
I'm gonna have to stroll with the swagger
Pop tags till they flashing
For your eyes only, and even with mine
Cause I think I feel right, but am I right for you
Keep it 100 with me, even if i'm hypocritical
Keep it 100 with my songs, 100 with my wrongs
100 miles an hour, all my thoughts when they roam
So the mask off, so go and drop the bomb
And let me know before I'm gone, or nothing and carry on

god doesn't cry ft jay squared

prod. by eeryskies.

Where are you going, baby
It’s warm in the sunlight mmm hmm
Oh baby, where are you going
It’s warm in the sunlight

Got my back turned to you
But my face in the sun
I was waiting for you here
I didn’t think you’d come
It’s a life so simple
But it ain’t a life for one
I was hoping for better days
They came all at once, all I want

Is a little house on the coast
With a yard for the dogs
Something kinda small
Something we can really grow up in
Make a lot of marks in the walls
All I want
Is a little fire in the back yard
When the sun down
Something kinda small
Something we can stay warm by
When the summer winds fade into fall
All I want
Is the light of your presence
Is my favorite you present
Smiling up when I’m down
Always teaching me lessons
Picture perfect no makeup
Kinda rude when you wake up
Always down to just stay up
Ain’t no plan, we just hanging out

Got my back turned to you
But my face in the sun
I was waiting for you here
I didn’t think you’d come
It’s a life so simple
But it ain’t a life for one
I was hoping for better days
They came all at once, all I want

Back porch sometimes
The wind in my hair
The sun on your face
I try not to stare
This ain’t everyday
But I’ll take it all
This life made of clay
I’ll shape it to you
I’ll break all the rules
I can live forever
I’ll shake the blues
Life can’t get better
Too much to lose
White tees and sweaters
Sunlight diffused
Through the clouds on a hard day
I take the 361 to the wrong place
I know that I get turned around
But I hope that you know this songs about you
And I’ll try to change
Money just an object
I can’t give you much
But I hope that it’s enough
I know I ain’t the same
I just hope it’s progress
You calling my name
I’ll be running till the sun sets up

Got my back turned to you
But my face in the sun
I was waiting for you here
I didn’t think you’d come
It’s a life so simple
But it ain’t a life for one
I was hoping for better days
They came all at once, all I want

This time I decided I won't be alone
For the first time, for the first, in a long time

in the sun

prod. by eeryskies.

I just packed up everything I own and ran toward the sunrise
Defaulted on my loans, you told me that’s unwise
Lost the code to my phone, got me a new life
I got my passport, please don’t come asking for me

So it goes written on my chest
Bullet hole covered in a vest
Blood on my chain, on my neck
That’s just the end of the story I guess
You were calling me home, I’m a mess
I don’t wanna think about nothing
Why we always gotta do something
There ain’t nothing here to figure out if we ain’t fucking, I know
Streetlight memories your best
Fire around me as I crash
Pictures filling up your trash
You don’t want nothing to do with my past
Sweep away all of the pain and the glass
I don’t wanna talk about nothing
Why I’m always bringing it up then
Why we always putting things off then fucking

I just packed up everything I own and ran toward the sunrise
Defaulted on my loans, you told me that’s unwise
Lost the code to my phone, got me a new life
I got my passport, please don’t come asking for me

passport

prod. by eeryskies.

One step forward, two steps back
I’m too tired to just relax
Slow step in the fire, it’s burning my back
Watching my bedroom turn into ash
Coughing my lungs out, bleeding out cash
Always been alone, always been a outcast
You would hit my phone, and I’d never hit back
Always kept quiet, I’ll always outlast
I can see the fire burning in the background, kinda wanna say something but I don’t
I just keep my mouth closed, eyes wide, everybody choking on smoke
And that’s all I got, till it take me too
Everything’s ash, and it sticks like glue
Stuck in my hair, feel it down to the roots
And the gunpowder snare hitting way too soon

One step forward, two steps back
And I'm still on track, i'm still on track
One step forward, two steps back
And I'm still on track

Can you take all my time off the clock
Trynna run it back, skim a little off the top
Everything a rerun, I’m stuck inside the box
It feel like my brain never know when it should stop
But it just shut down, crashed on the 101
Really just the basic shit ain’t no fun
I ain’t got no life plan, that was off the jump
Now I’m really swimming, waiting, pushing through the ones
Always been a zero, stayed hella divided
Stuck up on the fence, Never knowing what my side is
Even when my friends flew high, I was gliding
They escaped the sun, I burned up in the silence

One step forward, two steps back
And I'm still on track, i'm still on track
One step forward, two steps back
And I'm still on track

Stuck inside my head again, looking for a way out
Think I let the devil in, he fucking with the layout
Messing up my feng shui, tearing up the lake house
Drowned in a river bed, sleep coming in waves now
Everything a movie dog, gotta let it play out
They tell me to let it go, but they never say how
Double lock the cups and the blunts in the safe house
I think I need a way out
Check up on me, if we ain’t talk in awhile
Been feeling lonely, like back when I was child
I retrogress pretty slowly
And I step once in a while
And if its, three dots then I’m working on it
And if its, green text then I’m working on me
And if it’s, No response then I’m probably in a sprint
Running to the back of my mind

retrogress

produced by eeryskies.
photo by tanya dusett


Fly high, 
Don’t ever look down, it’s West Virginia
Why try to hide all the ways you feel
You lost little bird, flying to winter
You’re gonna find yourself in the spring
You’re gonna try not to do what they think, no no no no
One day you’ll call, one day you’ll call just to listen to me

west virginia (demo)

Here for one night 
Burner phone, gas light on, but we’ll be alright
Glass full of something, I drowned it in ice
And I got, two zips and a motel key
But soon I’ll be low on supply
If you got papers I’m down for the vibe
If it ain’t nothing to you, lemme slide
Hit me up
Face shots make the whole room sink up
Days off in the west, stay laced up
Way late back to work, get a pay cut
Cutting up pills in the back, like she famous
My crew getting stitched on a blazer
Jump shot like I’m hit with a taser
I’ll really go down for my day ones
You ain’t got no friends left, but you famous

days off in the west; demo (prod. by eeryskies.)

Tell me if you know what that’s  like
Love will come once and it’s leaving overnight
Yeah I tell you I’m cursed, I don’t have a bad time
But it just don’t last, just don’t last
So tell me do you know what that’s like
Overnight flights, try to sleep, but I’m asked
By the phantom in the glass, if I know what that’s like
Know what’s that’s like, know what that’s like, yeah

By your logic I’m supposed to be alone, be alone, be alone
By your logic I’m supposed to be alone, be alone, be alone

by your logic; demo (prod by neverforever)

Checked bags on a red-eye
Bet I never call, like you said, 
my Head is filling up with your letters
And my Ringtone in the dead of night
I better cross through this river
Drowning slowly I can’t deliver
All the changes you need,
Attention you seek,
I only grow to be bitter toward you

Woah, Don’t check out now
The folly I remember singing
Falling from the sky, I hang my head
I hang my body, swinging,
Life is feeling, I feel like I’m dying
Twice I code, da Vinci,  
Lord I don’t remember, lord I don’t remember,
why you sent me

So why you call on me, 
this violence I resort to isn’t holy
You have no arms to hold me
Or hold me back
So why you hard on me,
This life I live is something you detest
I try to have respect
You don’t respect me back

Don’t hide behind the lies, it’s finally time
It’s family time, I’ll remind you this our only life
You better get it right, or you won’t find the light

family time; demo (prod. by whyandotte)

Thank you to everyone in OTJ for their feedback, and a big shout out to @toccimc for the mix. Thank you @atwoodotj for coming through with an amazing feature and to all the producers involved for making some dope music. Enjoy.

Lyrics:

Don't call me if you ain't already free
Guess it's usual these days and I should start to not believe
I've been tripping on my own two feet
You talking bout my problems like they don't involve me
Hardly, stick to running, when you take it slow you just forget to breathe
so busy glancing at the roses that you hardly felt the breeze
I see the heads of all your nails are painted softly with a t
And in my ignorance I slipped and asked exactly what it means
And you said, this is everything, the pinnacle of my belief
This paint is just a symbolism, god's the only one I need
If anything should happen, if anyone should make me bleed
I hold my hands together, pray to God that he would set them free

Raise your hands, hallelujah
Everybody singing out to God "I always knew ya"
But I'mma keep it real I only came last week
The paranoia got to me and kept me feeling weak

We were talking bout the liquor and the money and the things that they were taking from me
How could I just say it's funny, talk about my tape is coming, sit across from Satan's cousin
I don't have to pay for nothing, why should I be fake for something
Who, told you I'm not giving it my all
They probably right, I quit the drink and got withdrawals
I hit the sink every night, now I reflect on what I've drawn
Not the brightest of lights, but I got something for the fall
Hol' up

Raise your hands, hallelujah
Everybody singing out to God "I always knew ya"
But I'mma keep it real I only came last week
The paranoia got to me and kept me feeling weak

Hallelujah (remastered) || prod. by Grei

If I meet you at the bonfire...

Lyrics - https://genius.com/Chris-wright-bonfire-lyrics  (go fill this shit in)

Go follow @iamsamsa to hear some amazing music

Produced by @seshcurry

Mix by @ibr (hit him up for pricing)

Shout out to the fam @offthejump, we're doing weekly releases over there so go check it out

Spotify

Bonfire ft. samsa || prod. by s e s h

Measuring success and all your love with shitty calipers, the latter quantifiable like firing off calibers

Thanks for 600!

https://genius.com/Chris-wright-everything-is-backwards-lyrics

Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/nohidea

Mixing by: @ibr

Cover by me

Twitter

Everything is Backwards || prod. by nohidea

Take a trip without the drugs, that's a race to the bottom.

Produced and Mixed by @ibr

Art by me

Lyrics:

Whoever said a plane could solve any problems
I'll spin a hundred thousand miles drinking straight from the bottle
Before I load up on a tin can with wings for the slalom
And a take a trip without the drugs, that's a race to the bottom, yeah
Can you keep a secret code, I got messages with hoes
I ain't talking to my bros, don't bother
Cause they got women of they own, never thought that we'd be grown,
Saw some shoes I didn't own so I bought em
Yeah that's the life that I've been living lately
Centerfolds and kissing babies
Gone a dozen days 'fore they wonder if I'm missing maybe
Been trynna remember what my purpose is, it's getting hazy
I don't wanna feel like I'm alone so I need my lady
And she wanna feel like she's all mine
But I'm probably the worst when not online
So hit me what your subtweets I'll be fine
If I'm running bet it's always towards your mind


Summers like an open door, but I don't wanna walk through it
Got a lotta thoughts in your head, but you don't wanna talk through it


I can't afford no emotional discretion
If i open up my soul don't go firing no weapons
I been running on this coal like the fire was a blessing
But I still burned my feet on the ashes
Patches got the raps, but lately I been singing more
Ever since i met that little maverick, I'm swinging more
Catch me on that high beam, put me on your wide screen,
I forgot to bring the chords
So maybe we can disconnect to reconnect, reconfigure routers
Have an intellect and intersect our thoughts without the power
Like a revolution, recomputing factors i'm a spacious student
Got a lot of room to improve but I space and a lose it
Start an ageless movement, 
Motivate some kids who way too young to try and face the music
Contradicting, selfless, prudent, arrogant,
Bordering on alcoholic, parents went
They separate ways so I don't know what marriage is, 
I wear my flaws

Race To The Bottom || prod. by ibrahim

prod. by @byrook1e

mixed by @ibr

featuring @youknowlimbo

Lyrics:

Everybody told you it's a cold, cruel world
But you ain't believe in it, you're an independent girl
Till you left your hometown and you straightened your curls
When the strings you used to ride along were cut and unfurled
And I was I sure that you were nothing short of ignorant
Failure always imminent, 
the kind of girl of stumbles through her life, a village idiot
But oh I was wrong, thought I had you pinned and ended it
So now when you walk by I try to analyze like Benedict
Searching for a clue to solve the plague this question brings to me
The wrinkles on your sweater, or the way your clothes lack synergy
A scuff you never buffed away, nothing's what it seems to be
We've both been missing something since I lost the gift of empathy, and

You the reason I'm on fire
You the reason I've been burning down these bridges, water tumbles like the dryer
You the reason I still cry
You the reason I still stare outside my window trynna re-support the sky

Once I left this town where we grew up
I didn’t think that everything would be so tough but
All the strangers on the street who are in love
They remind me of the thing I want the most cause
When I listen to all our favorite songs it's
Hard to imagine things would get to be so wrong but
Maybe one day baby you’ll see 
That I belong to you and you belong to me

You the reason I'm on fire
You the reason I've been burning down these bridges, water tumbles like the dryer
You the reason I still cry
You the reason I still stare outside my window trynna re-support the sky

spotify

You're The Reason ft. limbo || prod. by rook1e

Prod. by @rxsesmusic

Mixed by @ibr

I found a reason for this eyesight
Looking over crowds keep the lights bright
Trying to connect like I'm wifi
But they bars low, gotta get they minds right
And I hate this shit college life, 
studying for a 9 to 5
And my whole crew got island vibes
So they trynna keep us off satellites
But fuck that, i'mma make it world wide
While I'm trying to forget bout my old life
They been on the wrong side, trynna say they know wright
But a little white lie make you go blind
So I just try to keep it like a Hunnid witchyou
Fuck black and white we so unofficial
do the wrong thing trynna get they shot back, like they been out here straight pumping pistols
And, you don't know the half of it, I can see all the strings like a bad puppet
Wanna hop in the ride when the cab bumping, but if the gas low, 20 on they all bumming
So if lightning strikes in the same place twice,
Know that chidori stream like Netflix
And If I blame my vice for the holes in my life,
Know that she probably leave like brexxit

So for all my life
I done took bad advice
Always had to pay that price?
Still tried to roll that dice

But the highlights stay bright, bright
Yeah the highlights they glisten, glisten
And the highlights stay bright, bright
Yeah the highlights they visions, visions
I lit a fire and it showed my way
So the sun stay shining upon my face
All the time I spent never went to waste
Cause if you still here then I'm in my place
So the highlights stay bright bright
Yeah the highlights they glisten, glisten
And the highlights stay bright, bright
Yeah the highlight they visions, visions

Highlights || prod. by Rxses

Thank you for your patience, enjoy this little taste while the rest is cooking.

Art by St. Kales (@stkales on twitter)

Produced by @ckwnce

Lyrics:

If I ever do a show bet I skip the fucking meet and greet
Cause if I put a name to a face it’s like the heebie-jee
Bees all on my front porch here for the sticky weed
I don’t even smoke, they like gees, I brought three for free
Young and reckless lately thanking god that nobody knows
I feel the itch to run away but you know how that goes
I’m big talk, but a little man, stuck in my woes
I hit the gym til it disappeared right off of the coast
And now my weight dropping, got me in this motel lobby
Like what the steak options, lady got a Nobel body,
It make me late often, me I got a no tell hobby,
You with the jakes talking, boy you know they stay watching,
Keep my cam unplugged unless we making love
As if it’s getting high off of bending joints and aching lungs
Wet vibrations like we bathing in a shaking tub
She don’t really deal with credit cards, she just taking tongue
So when it’s all said and done imma pet it, start
Laying out the drinks like I really went and set the bar
Someone call a medic like we trapped in a smoking car
Windows up, laughing, I’m a death away from toaking tar
Why you hot box? You don’t even smoke pot
Second hand high make you feel it like some pop rocks
All I care about is her in Yellow striped crop tops
Never take my eyes off her even if the cop stops

follow me on twitter

Adolescence || prod. by Ckwnce

Close your eyes and dream. 

Featuring @youknowlimbo



Additional Vocals and Production by @ok2222

Mixed by @ibr

We Fall ft. limbo || prod. by ok2222

Thanks for 2k followers! Projects on the way!

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/6oSRIhxR1553afmN9wvTCb?si=OEL6EpJ_QnWojIvpABga9Q

Apple Music: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/like-that-feat-atwood-single/1347608450

Like That ft. Atwood || prod. by Origami

For Sale || prod. by biskwiq

Home || prod. by biskwiq

No More || prod. by ok2222

with @love-sadkid
produced & mixed by @biskwiq
art by @chrosky

Tandem Unicycle w/ love-sadKiD || prod. by biskwiq

Thanks for 3k followers and 100k listeners on Spotify. Working on another project for you.

prod. and mixed by @biskwiq
artwork by TUMA

Hold The Phone || prod. by biskwiq

This just the genesis

@atwood
produced and mixed by @biskwiq

Atwood:
Swear to god that my squad filled with geniuses
They think I'm meaningless, i told em genius it
Off top swear that God what my genus is
Don't believe me, you gon start, this the genesis
Atwood spit fire, get charred leaves
Burn money, weed, green glisten when he sparks heat
Ignition from the car keys
Listen to the heart beats
Yall think yall compete with him?
Pssh. Hardly
Ay
I'm from the Far East
Nah
I'm from the Mid West
Nah
I'm from Down South 
Yah
We always get -head
Uh
The type of guy, wanna speak his mind and then pleads the fifth 
Go to Britain fried, hella high, just to eat the chips
Huh, can you believe this shit
Pool's shtick, spin heads that's that english, kid
Fans throw hands up like bulimics did
And I'm just sitting here reading lyrics on genius, shit..

Chris Wright:
Cadillac memories, you always bring the top down
Matter fact, ‘member me? fuck it we can’t stop now
Butterscotch and Hennessy, she double faded, crossed out
I’m busy burning MP3’s to cd’s that get tossed out
And that’s the feeling every morning I wake up
Doc prescribed me medicine, fellatio, and k cups
Spending all my money keeping track of all my pay stubs
Ten toes down but you know I keep my face up
Writing poems in a winter frozen empty car
Listening to wind and how the vocals glitch on npr
If I can find the balance ‘tween all this I know it’d get me far
From rock bottom promises to court rooms boy that sentence hard
The young underdog, low key running businesses
These fake haters, stay shading trynna be my nemesis
While blog writers hit me back like “boy this lacking emphasis”
But fuck em all, got books of lyrics dog, this just the genesis

Genesis w/ Atwood & biskwiq

New music soon, just ran into some issues. Hope this will tide you over for a minute.

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Original photo by David Kennedy
Mixed by me

Lyrics:
The new me really on some bullshit, 
the old me'd probably let it slide
I've been sinking word to loose lips,
I aint got nowhere left to hide
Caught feelings now I'm caught up like i'm binge watching
Can't act a fool around you baby cause my friends watching
I'm more like fish in a puddle lately I been flopping
Watching rappers with jewelry bouncing they benz hopping
I'm way too comfortable I know that all too well
I used to rap into my 3GS and listen on my dell
Now I got, a room that's all for music, keep it to myself
I couldn't possibly exist no more if my shit didn't sell cause I'm
Sad when i'm successful suicidal when i'm not
I built a world inside my head but couldn't keep track of the plot
I hear voices without meaning, meant to vocalize my thoughts
But I got hypnotized and panic eyed when I looked at the clock
I'm running out of time, wishing I could run it back
I ain't on drugs but really all my new shit wack, remember that
The many eyes monster, god took form for mortal men
I just ignored the looks she gave me, focused on the racks, amen

Running Out Of Time || prod. by masked man

Sunny Disposition || prod. by Illuid Haller

prod. by @officialbiosphere
mixed by @ibr

Lyrics:

A street vendor peddles on the sidewalk
A man walks by made of white chalk
A sculpture they built out of light conversation,
That fell when I passed, so it’s my fault 
A head chef smokes by a side door
Pupils misbehaving like an eye sore
A new couple trips on their own fascinations
They fell when I passed, but they might soar

And All the lights in the sky can’t hold themselves
I’m so wrapped up in myself that
I can’t help with weight they bear
Just tell them they should buy shelves

An old man’s cane on its last leg
A women selling tickets to a nice bed
A man of many mysteries and all of his patrons
Who fell as I passed saw them write checks
An empty jar waiting by a street performer
A business women trynna get her things in order
A man was running chasing down a taxi in thecity street
He feel when I passed, saw him chip his shoulder

And all the clouds in the sky can’t hold themselves
I’m so wrapped up in myself that
I didn’t feel when the rain came down
I felt cold and my coat didn’t really help 

Oh why do I never plan ahead, 
I leave the house so fast sometimes forget my head
My mom called my phone said I need my rest
And when My dad called, well he left a message instead
I walk a long road to work, see the people I pass
Know there’s a part of me that really likes to live in the past
I overthink, and while I’m thinking, I forgot to watch my feet
I tripped and fell as the people walked past

walking with my eyes closed || prod. by biosphere

prod. by https://soundcloud.com/masked-man-peace
mixed by @ibr

Famous

Famous || prod. by masked man

featuring @keepitinside
produced by @biskwiq
mixed by @ibr

I don't like to sleep alone

Stream

Sleep Alone ft. keepitinside || prod. by biskwiq

Big thank you to @autumnkeys for featuring me on his new album 'harvest II' out now everywhere!

harvest II

Stream harvest II

Insomnia w/ autumn keys(from the new album 'harvest II')

nothing is wrong

Prod. by @bbluknight
Art by @saintkales
Mixed by @atwood

Low Expectations

Chris Wright / ennis joslin / lifelike. / cemdrive

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