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Skaiwater - Talk To The Devil (prod. brokeboitaylor) [SLUMP AUDIOS EXCLUSIVE]

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mine’s still - skaiwater

Next best tandem drifter in the making nbs

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rPC_JySZ1pc

In Dis Bih (prod. clvr)

ALL PLATS DEC 3RD TYSM FOR THE LOVE ON THIS ONE

ARTWORK: Steven Womack

Tuned to 432hz fuck 440 look into that shit

LYRICS:

Gonna jump off a bridge
If this don’t work out
Clothes worn n fringed
times boutta run out
Goin on a binge
Before my brains are splattered
Fore that serve you up some vengeance
On a silver platter, ay!
I’m taking you with me
If I’m boutta go out
tryna pay my debt
Im not doing this for clout

I never thought things
Would end up this way
Everything tells me to go
But somehow I still stay 
So I’ll scream out loud
Till the cops come knocking
Tell them it’s not really me
It’s all my demons talking

Really glad the voices in my head went away
Know it’s not gon be for long
If you smart
You’ll stay away 
Never sad but choices shoulda left me dead
In a ditch
Spitting acid like a serpent
Man, I turned into the lich

Told me I’d be nothing all my life
An you jealous
Cause selling weed is my 9-5
You don’t know nothing
Barely scraping by
You can’t say shit
When your low is my high

I never thought things
Would end up this way
Everything tells me to go
But somehow I still stay 
So I’ll scream out loud
Till the cops come knocking
Tell them it’s really it’s not me
It’s all my demons talking

Really glad the voices in my head went away
Know it’s not gon be for long
If you smart
You’ll stay away 
Never sad but choices shoulda left me dead
In a ditch
Spitting acid like a serpent
Man, I turned into the lich

Told me I’d be nothing all my life
An you jealous
Cause selling weed is my 9-5
You don’t know nothing
Barely scraping by
You can’t say shit
When your low is my high

Gonna jump off a bridge
If this don’t work out
Clothes worn n fringed
times boutta run out
Goin on a binge
Before my brains are splattered
Fore that serve you up some vengeance
On a silver platter, ay!
I’m taking you with me
If I’m boutta go out
tryna pay my debt
Im not doing this for clout

LiCH (PROD. YUNGSPOiLER)

nothing else with chunidatopic (bloodyvalentine)

In my bag and it ain’t a Birkin

LYRICS:

Ay!
*whistling*
Fuck bein humble
I’ve reached the point
Where I can start talkin my shit
Better than any of you fuckboys
Who use a DAW up in this bitch
Yeah, I got the swagger ‘n I got the ego
Bitch, I’m Manic
Yeah, haven’t you heard?
They call me a hypocrite and a narcissist 
Funny thinkin that you’ll get the last word

So in my bag
They call me Katy Perry
‘Cause I leave ‘em floatin yea
Takin’ a drag off of this crazy mary
My lungs are erodin yea
I might hit the griddy on ya
In Fortnite while I’m Mariah Carrey
Sorry to get silly on ya
Shittin on you like expired dairy

Talkin ‘bout some dookie
Yea, y’all better call me Ice Spice
Smokin on this coddy
Like ya daddy it don’t hit nice
Cross me up
Look over your shoulder
Better think twice
You don’t want none of this smoke
It’s a strong vice

Don’t care what they say
It’s always been fuck what you heard
Know you see me in my shorties whip
In the passenger flippin’ the bird
Mouth wide open
I might spill
And I’ll post when you sue
And the papers are served 
First amendment’s gone
Find out the cost ‘n the price of my words, yea

Speaking of
I was doing whistles on the track
‘Fore Yeat back in 2019
Yea
Ask DJ Chinx
“WHERE MY VIDEO AT?”
He’ll know what I mean
Yea
Really fucked up all y’all fed me them pills
Now my demons trifling
Come ‘n find me
Point a barrel at my head
I wanna see the rifling

Fuck bein humble
I’ve reached the point
Where I can start talkin my shit
Better than any of you fuckboys
Who use a DAW up in this bitch
Yeah, I got the swagger ‘n I got the ego
Bitch, I’m Manic
Yeah, haven’t you heard?
They call me a hypocrite and a narcissist 
Funny thinkin that you’ll get the last word

So in my bag
They call me Katy Perry
‘Cause I leave ‘em floatin yea
Takin’ a drag off of this crazy mary
My lungs are erodin yea
I might hit the griddy on ya
In Fortnite while I’m Mariah Carrey
Sorry to get silly on ya
Shittin on you like expired dairy

Talkin ‘bout some dookie
Yea, y’all better call me Ice Spice
Smokin on this coddy
Like ya daddy it don’t hit nice
Cross me up
Look over your shoulder
Better think twice
You don’t want none of this smoke
It’s a strong vice

iN MY BAG (KATY PERRY) [PROD. SiEMSPARK]

THE END. 

It’s all smoke n mirrors
Nothing ever is what it seems
All I do is try to find some light
I’m searching for what gleams
Wanna live my dream
But I don’t have the means

What the fuck am I saying?

Dunno why I feed into the figments of my mind
Need to drop my ego
I can never hear myself
Why?
Is this my prophecy or is the voice in my head lying
I can never go back
So what’s the point of even trying

Dunno why I feed into the figments of my mind
Need to drop my ego
I can never hear myself
Why?
Is this my prophecy or is the voice in my head lying
I can never go back
So what’s the point of even trying

Stomachs turning
Muscle spasms
Fear that I’m gon die again
Don’t you ever hit me up
You are not my friend 
I’m so tired of facades
Can we not play pretend
I’m not filled with doubt
I know this the end

Yea
I hate saying that I’m doin better
You know that I’m lying thru my teeth
I still want the fuck outta here
Half the time I know I’m dead wrong
Feed delusions to write one more song
Still you think I’m weak as a fawn
Listen!

You don’t know shit about me
I hate it when you act like you do
All of these visions surround me
I know you lookin
Thinkin that I’m a fool
Call it delusions of grandeur
But it’s not if it’s something I actually do
Scream when I slam the bedroom door
Déjà vu
Think I’ve been here before

Dunno why I feed into the figments of my mind
Need to drop my ego
I can never hear myself
Why?
Is this my prophecy or is the voice in my head lying
I can never go back
So what’s the point of even trying

Stomachs turning
Muscle spasms
Fear that I’m gon die again
Don’t you ever hit me up
You are not my friend 
I’m so tired of facades
Can we not play pretend
I’m not filled with doubt
I know this the end

THE END. (PROD. AREY)

archived from skai's lily acc

maybe ts era not dead

rip mixtape era - lily [skaiwater]

i tek the fke mink off a bitch and boss her up
this dior fur match the perky in my cup
my diamonds piss she pissin on me ima fkn slut
i linked the ting @ diamond
i thnk i met th bit @ diamond
they know wat it is 
soon as we walk in
its hoes on my dik
tell my ting to lock in

i wnnawnna spend it all on u
u left ur pussi on my drawers
im makin a movie wit this ho
praise the lord
cameras on me cuff my body to the bed then press record

throw it up
if u $$$$$
she wna get paid tn
dis aint a cape
dis raf cant save ur life

i tek the fke mink off a bitch and boss her up
this dior fur match the perky in my cup
my diamonds piss she pissin on me ima fkn slut
i linked the ting @ diamond
i thnk i met th bit @ diamond
they know wat it is 
soon as we walk in
its hoes on my dik
tell my ting to lock in

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