88 Chirping (Remix)

If I

I Need Drugs (Remix)

PERC 30

Sinner

My Mother Told Me

From the Bottom

Words Over a Beat

Tagger

From Nothing to Something

XANS

XAN$

Trifaded Freestyle

Percocets on a Wednesday Morning

k9.mp3

Slipknot (Remix)

Fuck Everything

Disappointment

N2O Freestyle (Mixed)

Been Seeing Things

Keep on Wondering

6 Deep in a 4 Door

HK433

Projects & Townhomes

Sucka

Doubled It Up

Lyrics:
I fucking hate myself, I’m not liking what I do
I wake up to these thoughts, morbid shit is all I’m thinking
How the fuck I’m gonna change? When this shit is all I knew
I feel like the titanic, bitch I’m motherfucking sinking

I don’t care what moms be saying, cause she always thinks the worst
I don’t care if boss don’t like me, I’ll go back to moving work
I don’t care if drugs don’t love me, I was in love with them first
I don’t care if she don’t want me, man I got these fucking percs

In the middle of my brain running laps in like circles
I’m all up in my head thinking bout my fucking future
And bitch I’m tryna grow, but my soil’s not so fertile
I’m stepping on this dirt, I’m a motherfucking trooper

I need a xan, to forget bout my existence
Need a xan, to acquire me some riddance
Need a xan, to forget bout these conditions
Need a xan, but told myself that I would quit them

Like goddamn
Man I don’t know what I can do
My life is feeling pointless, I’m just stuck inside my room
Like I didn’t even graduate, why still go to school?
Should I go back to trapping? I ain’t tryna learn none new

I think myself a failure, all these people got diplomas
I think myself a junkie, surrounded by weed aroma
I think myself as nothing, like your brain inside a coma
I think myself as something, that the people wishing down on

Seems like I’m down on my luck
But they would rather worry bout the substance in my cup
Like man you got our own problems, go worry bout what’s yours
Like damn, your own life is fucked up, you’re basing mine off yours

Cause I’m content with failure, never bothered me one bit
I knew I wouldn’t be shit since I was a little kid
These problems melting down on me, I’m feeling like chocolate
They ask bout how I’m living, never wonder if I live

Like the closet to me were the fakest
Talking shit about myself I never fucking knew
Like that old shit to me was the latest
Everyday I’m hearing things from every other dude

I’m a fucking egg cause all I do is fry myself
Guessing I just shed and all I am’s the fucking shell
Guessing I get bread, like brodie can’t you fucking tell?
My clothes is still stained, like all my shit is still worn out

Emotions breaking into pieces, I’m a fucking puzzle
I can’t put myself together, stuck inside the bubble
I can’t seem to pop it ever, that’s my fucking struggle
I can’t seem to pull the lever, I don’t have much muscle

Keep on digging my own hole, but I don’t have no shovel
I’m just fighting for myself, but I can’t seem to tussle
My path was very spiky, you would think a fucking stubble
I had to do this shit myself, was never in a huddle

Bitch I hate myself, bitch I hate myself
Bitch I hate myself, bitch I hate myself
Bitch I hate myself, bitch I hate myself
Bitch I hate myself, bitch I hate myself


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Hatred

Lyrics:
I know I fucking deal with shit in ways I really shouldn’t
I know they’re still shit to learn, no teacher, I’m a student
I don’t know when I’ll stop the percs, I think I’m in love with em
Like the xans they had control of me, a bit more stricter

I was xanning through withdrawals to forget about them
Didn’t realize the main culprit, til my brain was fried
I was yelling at my mom cause I couldn’t find them
Where my xans? Found my stash, but I done lost my mind

Shit I done lost my mind, too many drugs in life
From them xannies, to that Molly, to that Betty White
Told myself like fuck them bitches, go hang with the guys
Now I’m with Cody and with Robert, conversate all night

Man I still talk to molly ‘cause she treats me right
Only here and there ‘cause I don’t want her in my life
If I talk to her like too much I might make her mine
And you know how that shit goes, I’ve done it once, won’t twice

Oh god!
God, god!
Oh god!
God, god!
Oh, I told you that I loved you, in reality was fronting
I told you she was nothing, in reality she’s something

Ay, crack that sucker, call him Humpty Dumpty
Ay, I’m smoking sticky green, ain’t talking Gumby
Bitch I only want the money, only thing that I can picture
Bitch I’m stomping heads on curbs, you would think I’m Derek Vinyard

Still with the homie Brewer blowing up them balloons
Only brodie I can trust, he ain’t even from my crew
Told you all the close be fake, really thought they loved you?
Like this shit’s reality, your best friends they’ll hurt you

When it comes to the money, offer’s right, they’ll kill you
‘Member times I had nothing, planning shit with my dudes
All possessions that I got me, they came from my own moves
Distancing done showed me something, I now see what is true

Ay, they your homies, but won’t love you
Ay, dear perkies, yeah I trust you
What? You be lying, I can’t trust you
Yeah, bitch I’m loyal, yeah I love you

Ay, was unloyal, that’s what xans do
Ay, bitch I’m stupid, thought you been knew
Bitch I’m making all this money, still ain’t through
Bitch I’m getting to the honey like a bear do

Oh god, god!
Oh, I’m still on my block rolling off these molly rocks
Homie said I gotta stop all that shit that I be on
Can’t you see I’m bit psychotic, medications not enough

Oh god, god!
Oh, I’m never gonna stop, going straight right to the top
Like I’m better than these suckers, conversation you can stop
At the bottom of the pot, boil til I’m foaming up

Oh god, god, god!
Oh god, god, god!
Oh god, god, god!
Oh god! Oh god!

Oh god, god, god!
Oh god, god, god!
Oh god, god, god!
Oh god! Oh god!

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Oh God !

Lyrics:
I put gross beat on the chords
I put percussion after snares
I put the kick drum on the first
And put the 808 on there
Complexity inside my beats 
Man I can’t ever keep it simple
Inside my nose, a bit oxy
That’s why I always gotta sniffle

That’s why I gotta sniffle, I’m popping shit, no pimple
I indent shit, no dimple, I indent shit, no essay
I asked “Do you comprende?” My brodie said he do
But I have reason to believe that’s further from the truth

Like what you saying dude? Like what you saying bro?
You really want to kill me? Man you know where I be though
You talking shit to exes, I just question you like “Why?”
Exposing classified shit, like you is the FBI

I thought was my guy, I thought you was my kin
Like how the fuck you love me, when you talk behind my back
Like brodie fucking try, the shit you been plotting
Like how the fuck you stab me, when I put knives in your hands

I put knives in your hands, put money in your palms
Like damn you was my doggy, guess it is the owners fault
I didn’t train you well enough, cause boy you still bark
You stayed quiet to the police, but bitches your weak spot

I put gross beat on the chords
I put percussion after snares
I put the kick drum on the first
And put the 808 on there
Complexity inside my beats 
Man I can’t ever keep it simple
Inside my nose, a bit oxy
That’s why I always gotta sniffle

Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down for the one time
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down when the time’s right
Slow it down, slow it down
Slow it, slow it

Like Peter(Peid or) Pan, Piper(Pipe her), I’m with shit like diapers
I don’t fuck with twelve, but I keep this shit proper
Like I’m prime McGregor, I’m sorry for nothing
I cannot regret everything that I did

My bro said he with me, reality hits
Give a fuck if he switching, I’m still the same kid
How the fuck he my brethren, the boy not my clique
He claiming some other shit, man like fuck it

Man like fuck it
He still in my prayers, he still my kin
Cause he was there for me when I had nothing
I try to be there for him but he won’t listen

Told him “Brodie stop the xans”
I told him “Stick with them perks”
Told him “Brodie stop the brew”
I told him “Stick with that purp”

Ay, slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down for the one time
Ay, slow it down, slow it
Slow it down for the one time
Slow it, slow it down, slow it down
Slow it down, slow it down
Put the gross beat on that shit now

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Gros/s Beat//Slow It Down

Lyrics:
You can do whatever
Your heart wants
Don’t let simple things stop you
You can do whatever
Your heart wants
Don’t let simple things stop you

Dont let simple things stop you
Don’t let little thoughts get the best of you
Get a cup or two, fill it to the brim
Sip it til I cannot move

Oxycodone in my nose
Mix it with like two norcos
Nostrils I can’t blow, body’s feeling gone
I consume oblongs til I feel no more

Manic thoughts inside my mind
Only thing I chase is intoxication
No moderation is ever present to straighten me in life

In the corners of my eyes
I see many different faces that I have never met
But somehow they telling me all about my life

You can do whatever
Your heart wants
Don’t let simple things stop you
You can do whatever
Your heart wants
Don’t let simple things stop you

Man I want all of it too
For this shit I’ll battle you
Do what I gotta do, for money I have greed
Cause I didn’t have nothing, but now I pick and choose

What pill do I desire?
On the roof bitch I am so high
I don’t know why I keep telling myself
I’m gonna stop, I am a liar

Every time I snort a pill
I get met with a thousand feelings of
Pure happiness, nothing but bliss
Love how I feel

Every time I take a sip
Can’t control the flood
Of euphoria, don’t know what’s happening
To my body, I love it

You can do whatever
Your heart wants
Don’t let simple things stop you
You can do whatever
Your heart wants
Don’t let simple things stop you

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Desires

Lyrics:
Seeing hallucinations
I’m stuck in the basement, but higher than roofs
I’m making arrangements, making my own placements
Take pictures and frame them, cause I need me proof

My mind is filled up, thinking nothing but filler
The thoughts in my head, genocide shit like Hitler
I talk to the dead, he got three skulls, a wither
My brains inside out, with these demons I witter

I talk to myself, smaller topics get bigger
These percs sew my thoughts, as if they was a knitter
My voice is so loud, on the inside it echos
But out in the world, I’m the quietest they know

For this I’m going in, you would think I’m gone implode
My name is going outwards, you would think I’m gone explode
And bitch I’m gonna pop, like the kernel of a corn
And bitch I will not stop, this the middle of the road

Cloudy nights up in my room
Alone inside the dark, thinking straight sadistic thoughts
Cloudy nights filled up with doom
These percs I cannot start, cause once I do I cannot stop
Cloudy nights up in my room
Alone inside the dark, thinking straight masochist thoughts
Cloudy nights filled up with doom
I take a perc and crush it up, one snort, now I can’t stop

And girl you keep accusing, all that shit is so preposterous
Your claims have me perplexed, you’re projecting, it’s so obvious
I’m jumping shit like bouncy houses, take away your consciousness
I ride with killers, ride with sinners, my whole team is ominous

My whole team is so ominous, you’re whole team is obnoxious
We out at night and put a mask, my whole team stay anonymous
We do it right and do it fast, the job we take it serious
We first in line, we never last, we’re capitals, no periods

The xans had me delirious, that’s why I stuck with percs
Withdrawals had me so furious, they had me at my worst
Remember serving junkies, I was serving myself first
Don’t even wanna serve no more, I’d rather take these percs

I run, but cannot move, seems like I’m walking on a treadmill
I’m treading like a moose after I drink this cherry maple
I keep on pushing weight, you’d think I’m talking ‘bout some anvils
I tear this shit apart and put it back like I’m a stapler

Cloudy nights up in my room
Alone inside the dark, thinking straight sadistic thoughts
Cloudy nights filled up with doom
These percs I cannot start, cause once I do I cannot stop
Cloudy nights up in my room
Alone inside the dark, thinking straight masochist thoughts
Cloudy nights filled up with doom
I take a perc and crush it up, one snort, now I can’t stop

Cloudy nights up in my room
Alone inside the dark, thinking straight sadistic thoughts
Cloudy nights filled up with doom
These percs I cannot start, cause once I do I cannot stop
Cloudy nights up in my room
Alone inside the dark, thinking straight masochist thoughts
Cloudy nights filled up with doom
I take a perc and crush it up, one snort, now I can’t stop

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Clouded Night

Lyrics:
Purple smoke in my lungs, purple lines in my cup
Purple things in my blood, can’t climb out of this basket
Know myself, I’m an addict, in a cell, in an attic
Feeling stuck in the fabric, I can’t take off this shirt

Married life with these perks, gave my life extra perks
When she leaves it’s the worst, gotta get a divorce
Smoking up purple herb, reffing shit like Dean, Herb
Crossing me you get hurt, want the beef, carnivore

Want the beef carnivore
I’m taking a stroll, I’m upping the score
I told her I love you, I don’t want no whore
Like come have my loyalty, I can’t offer more
I can’t offer more
Like this is my max, this is my foremost
Retundo for cash, bitch I’m up on that bag
Like it’s thank you for that, ain’t no corner store

And I say like all that I mean
Like a new pint, bitch I’m sealed up
With my fucking guys, with my team
For the right price, they might hurt me
That’s just how life really be
For the white rice, we go crazy
You may think that we Japanese 

You may think that we Japanese
Riding new highs, in a fast car
Driving ‘bout like, ninety
MPH up on the dashboard, vision only sense I’m feeling
Find the right piece, if I fit it, don’t consider it stealing

My life was miserable, was filled with violence
I felt invisible, sort of like Violet
I met with Benjamin, now that’s my guy bitch
Now people hate me, feeling like a tyrant

Purple smoke in my lungs, purple lines in my cup
Purple things in my blood, can’t climb out of this basket
Know myself, I’m an addict, in a cell, in an attic
Feeling stuck in the fabric, I can’t take off this shirt

Gave my life extra perks
Gotta get a divorce
Reffing shit like Dean, Herb
Crossing me you get hurt, want the beef, carnivore

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Purple Addict; Truth

Lyrics:
I strive for perfection, I go in the direction
The devil keeps on telling me, it’s like I do not get it
I’m making different sections, you’d think I’m project housing
I made a celebration for the nothing I accomplished

For the nothing I accomplished
I snort a 10, and then again, it’s like I can’t stop nodding
For the nothing I accomplished
I need to stop, I told my mom, but damn I do not want it

I’m on the block, and moving rocks, my stones you cannot top them
I put the mask then do the task, like in your hood I’m robbing
I get the cash then split it fast and now we making profits
I’m pouring up inside my cup a bit of codeine phosphate

They only call when they withdrawal, they act, I call it broadway
I hit them up like “Damn shut up cause bitch I am on my way”
I hit them up like “Damn shut up or I won’t exit my place”
I told my boys “Can’t be sober, so don’t expect my eyes straight”

So don’t expect my eyes straight
I walk in my room, in the booth, let my song play
I say what I do, nothing new, these my old ways
I’m surfing like dudes, in the dunes, dodging tide waves

Custies like me too, told them choose, they come my way
I snort me like two, go up smooth like a mice brain
Get sick of that oxy, call molly to my place
I just pick and choose, like kahoot on a Friday

What?
Like kahoot on a Friday
I’m guessing all these suckers ain’t really coming my way
I’m pouring up a 4 in my sprite, ain’t no beer
Ain’t crashing out tonight cause this wheel imma steer

I’m smoking all these woods, you would think I’m like a beaver
I’m famous for my white guys, I ain’t talking Justin Bieber
Describing cinematics, bitch I’m something like a theater
I keep on storytelling, bitch I’m something like Shakespeare

Bitch I’m something like Shakespeare
My bars are complicated for the ones that won’t adhere
My life is only S and D, you’d think I’m ranking tiers
This ain’t no fucking letter but this writing shit so dear

To my heart it’s very dear
I’m staring at the lights and cannot think like I’m a deer
I’m staring at the devils face, like him I do not fear
I’m telling god forgive me, only person that I fear

What?
Like man I do not hear you
Junkies follow me like leader
And I’m cheaper than like temu
Junkies want a taste cause I’m cheaper than like temu

For myself I keep them hydros
I’m going fucking cynical, you’d think they call me pyro
They want to mix and match, I ask them if they want the combo
They come to me with information, pulling strings, no banjo

I’m pulling strings, no banjo, they call me the commando
I ain’t serving randos, like bitch I can’t trust you
Was trapping out of bandos, was tagging in them bandos
Was posted in them bandos, the slums is where I grew

The slums is all I knew, the slums is all I know
These methods ain’t new, like these methods ain’t slow
I’m pouring up a deuce, plus a two, that makes a four
This gun I’ll up and shoot, now your body hits the floor

I’m asking what they’ll do, if I end up in the floor
Like ain’t nobody knew bout my life like way before
Like all your debts are due but I don’t really care no more
Like all your debts are due but I don’t really care no more

But I don’t really care no more
I’m sipping on this brew, take a toke out of the bowl
This gun I’ll fucking shoot, if you threatening my bros
I got a tetherball that’ll detach from this motherfucking pole

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Flawles/s

Lyrics:
They talk just to talk, they talk just talk
They talk just to talk, like “Man shut the fuck up”
I mob with my squad, 6 deep in a van
Like shit we might crash on the way to the top

“Like how much you want?” “Give me couple four”
“That’ll be forty bucks, like good luck with that dosage”
“Like man what you on?” “That shit that you sold”
“Like damn didn’t know that this new M was potent”

I’m turning the the tables, shooting shit like rango
For money enabled, this flow ain’t stopping
Got offers like Abel, my drugs they all stable
In life I’m so careful, I’ve had tons of hardships

I see things that really won’t ever exist
I think things that I would rather never sitch
I keep a broom, I’m so high like I’m a witch
Extraordinary, you would think I’m small and blue like stitch

Tell me what I want to know
Tell me what I want to know
Tell me what I want to know
Want to know
Tell me what I want to know
Tell me what I want to know
Tell me what I want to know
Want to know

Nodding off these bloody percs
Bitch I am an addict, at this point it is a curse
Swerving out of traffic, ‘til this Honda turns a hearse
They talking all about me, must be something I ain’t heard 

Must be something I ain’t heard, must be something so absurd
Sparking shit up like ignitions, got me higher than a bird
Got me higher than a nightingale, all these thought I must prevail
In the mix like it’s some trail, yeah the m&ms come first

Bitch the m&ms come first
Bitch I came straight out the dirt, like potatoes fucking do
Bitch I’m messy with these stains, I’m Ronaldo with these plays
Putting scenes inside the frame, I ain’t  talking photoshoots

Been repeating everything, I can’t think of no new bars
In the dictionary reading words, these pages I just parse
Shoutout Looney, shoutout S-B, man that be my fucking boys
If you talking down those names, I’m the dart and you’re the board

Tell me what I want to know
Tell me what I want to know
Tell me what I want to know
Want to know
Tell me what I want to know
Tell me what I want to know
Tell me what I want to know
Want to know

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Selective Hearing

Lyrics:
Bitch I keep on fucking coughing like I got tuberculosis
And I’m popping Percocets
Bitch I’m taking bunch of doses
And I never gave a fuck
And that shit I keep repeating
Yeah my bank account keeps growing while your money keeps receding
Bitch I keep on fucking coughing like I got tuberculosis
And I’m popping Percocets
Bitch I’m taking bunch of doses
And I never gave a fuck
And that shit I keep repeating
Yeah my bank account keep growing while your money keeps receding

I’ll never admit to a murder even if I did it
Of all these words my testimony yeah it will consist
“I never killed a man, and officer I plead the fifth,
And fuck my life I’ll rather spend it in the fucking pin”

I got two cups and I’m pouring up another sixth
And I’m a fiend cause this codeine yeah I like to sip?
And I smoke weed every day I’m lighting up a spliff
You talk to me but does it seem like I give a shit?

Ay
What?
Keeping a couple clips
And you know if I’m on dm then I’ll use my fists
I’m in the south of my town and I’m taking trips
And they call me fucking clouds but you knew that bitch

Ay
Damn
I’m with my fucking clique
We just some motherfucking youngsters pulling tons of skits
And we don’t really give a fuck if you talking shit
And we don’t fuck with them suckers fuck the opposite

Bitch I keep on fucking coughing like I got tuberculosis
And I’m popping Percocets
Bitch I’m taking bunch of doses
And I never gave a fuck
And that shit I keep repeating
Yeah my bank account keeps growing while your money keeps receding
Bitch I keep on fucking coughing like I got tuberculosis
And I’m popping Percocets
Bitch I’m taking bunch of doses
And I never gave a fuck
And that shit I keep repeating
Yeah my bank account keep growing while your money keeps receding

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Tuberculosis

Lyrics
Drowning, in codiene phosphate
I’m drowning, in oxycodone
I can’t swim, but have no fear
I said I can’t swim, but I dive in deeper

I step, I stomp, I crush the floor
I said, I want, the fucking gold
Like vets, with dogs, I try to help
Instead, my mom, wishes herself

That I was someone else, that I was something better
Like a smarter kid, maybe wore a tighter sweater
Like damn I’ll grant your wish, if you show me that you care
It’s too late for that, your only thought of me’s despair

And they keep acting like it’s fair
They put themselves on pedestals, I sit myself on chairs
They acting so condemnable, surprised when they get aired
I put myself inside your head, like follicles of hair

Like directions, keep it simple
It’s over complicated, for the ones that are unimble
I add a bit of flavor to my dish, a little sprinkle
My life is sort of injured, cannot heal it, I’m a cripple

Drowning, in codiene phosphate
I’m drowning, in oxycodone
I can’t swim, but have no fear
I said I can’t swim, but I dive in deeper

Like the bass, the way, my body’s feeling
The waves, of pain, no longer feel a thing
When I snort a ten, I forget bout everything
I abort instead, whatever I’m thinking

Venting to the mic, the only one that gets it
Wishing for the night, I wake myself and I’m in heaven
Waiting for the time, these written raps done finally make it
If I fail this time, I’ll try again, I’ve learned some patience

And now I see it more than ever
You had your own endeavors, like that shit is so improper
Give a fuck like whomsoever, serving anyone who asks
Gotta complete all my tasks, swear to god I’m no imposter

Like my homies getting softer
You give them the right offer, they’ll probably plot on me
You’d think I work at toppers, way I sauce up all these suckers
I hope I win an Oscar, I don’t want me no Grammy

Drowning, in codiene phosphate
I’m drowning, in oxycodone
I can’t swim, but have no fear
I said I can’t swim, but I dive in deeper

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Opioid Pool

Lyrics:
I told that bitch like do not bother me
I thought you wanted honesty, I say this shit so honestly
And bitch you better keep some modesty
To me you’re not what all of thee, keep painting you out just to be
When I’m on these perks don’t bother me
I need some space, like solace please, I don’t know what you want from me
And bitch I tried to give you loyalty
You tried to fucking play with me, because of times I was xanning

Perc in my system, it’s all I withstand
It’s all I can have, like I had to stop them xans
I finally did it man, but now I love these percs
I cannot stop, it’s like a boss that keeps on finding work

That keeps on finding work, wish I could hire my
Day ones as my right hand men, that’s what i’ll fucking do
And bitch I got me two, let’s pop one for the ride
I’ll snort one first until I burst with tears in my eyes

Like brodie “You, alright?” “Don’t worry bout my life”
Like worry bout what’s yours, imma worry bout what’s mines
When I was at my low, ain’t nobody gave me time
But I still pray for them, won’t forget they was my guys

I pray big brodie stick with perks
I pray little homie stop the xans
But man I had to do it first
Like “If you does it/doesn’t then I can/can’t”

I told that bitch like do not bother me
I thought you wanted honesty, I say this shit so honestly
And bitch you better keep some modesty
To me you’re not what all of thee, keep painting you out just to be
When I’m on these perks don’t bother me
I need some space, like solace please, I don’t know what you want from me
And bitch I tried to give you loyalty
You tried to fucking play with me, because of times I was xanning

Only took $150 to see my bros intentions
Like damn thought you was with me, guess I fell into correction
I thought I fucking paid you for a toy and not a lesson
Guessing I’m the bad kid in this sticky situation

Like damn
Can’t even trust my own kin
My brodie he done loved me, he just loved the money more
Like I was tryna put him on to plays and bigger scores
And all he fucking cared about was who could gather more

My other brodie fell out, he loves talking to a bitch
That’ll never let him fuck, and yet he still chasing it
Like homie I done had it, you don’t want no part of it
Like at the end she wasn’t worth it, reason I done left

She left an ugly sucker, just so to get back with a fiend
She found out that I cheated, xans done took my loyalty
I found out she was plotting, man her lies couldn’t deceive
She couldn’t cheat on me, but fucked another the next week

I told that bitch like do not bother me
I thought you wanted honesty, I say this shit so honestly
And bitch you better keep some modesty
To me you’re not what all of thee, keep painting you out just to be
When I’m on these perks don’t bother me
I need some space, like solace please, I don’t know what you want from me
And bitch I tried to give you loyalty
You tried to fucking play with me, because of times I was xanning

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Bothersome

Whilst I Enter These Thoughts

New Account; This one ran out of uploads:
https://soundcloud.com/cloudsfromdaox

HUNDO$ RECORDS, AIN’T NO STOPPING !
FROM NOTHING TO SOMETHING, WILL ALWAYS BE SOMETHING !!!

I make beats too
Hit me up to work, social media and email below.
Instagram: @clx3ds
Twitter/X: @clx3ds
Email: pablosalceda07@gmail.com

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