OG 2

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍⁶

𝓐𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓬¹⁶

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍⁷

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[VERSE I: Raindrop Walka]
i'm falling apart
you mighta thought i was playing a part in the art i've created but most of the words reflect what's happened or what is waiting to start happening
i keep on damaging myself
tryna fill the void with all this water round my neck
i'm bout to drip until i drown
all these drugs up in my nose
i taste the drip that shit's so sour
all these cars that i bought either don't start or got impounded
pursued the american dream
the nightmare's what i doubted
catch a flight to london or i'll catch i flight to lyon
show my face in public
show another one at home
see my name on the marquee
letters falling down
littering a cold dark street somewhere downtown
as soon as i reached cloud 9 it started storming
heavy thunderstorms in every city that i'm touring
life ain't like a rap video
that's just a warning
hoping to see the sun when i wake up in the morning

[VERSE II: Hearse Boy]
all this misery, misery, misery
fuck
look at my history
no mystery where I might end up
just shut up
don’t wanna hear it
it’s my decision
may be my last words so just please listen
so long
it’s been torture being here
so gone
getting high been how I cope with fear
same song
and I’m sick of singing it
let me move on
it’s for my benefit but come one come all to my down fall
bear witness to everything that I can’t solve
my therapist made me promise before I end it all
that her phone would be the one I choose to call crying asking
is it really worth it?
what's beneath the surface or behind the curtain
really don’t think I wanna take this any further
made one last attempt to figure out my purpose
I called her phone it said..

[OUTRO: Raindrop Walka & Hearse Boy]
when life gets hard keep on marching on
even if the finish line is far or you have to push the car
keep on marching on

Long Term Effects of SUFFERING

THE NUMBER YOU HAVE DIALED IS NOT IN SERVICE

Better Days

Lyrics~

How you finna leave to better yo self
You gotta think thats fucking selfish and no way you care about how I felt
I got a pen paper write about what Im feeling
Everything is a phase and it changes like seasons

I got many things poppin in my life
Keep fucking coming tills piling to the side
Got me stressin all the fucking time
I can barely even sleep at night
And its hauntin then I see the light
But Im never folding when its time

Got me tunnel vision like a dark road
Following the wind seeing where the fuck it really goes
I got fucking battle scars that Im mending out my clothes
And it really fucking shows that you really on your own

Nothing ever feel the same
How you calling me a lame
How am I the one to blame
Then you dirty up my name
Dam you dont got no fucking shame
Now you twisting up the game
Hope you think about this when you going to your grave

Fuck that Im over that
I got a couple fuck ups 
Im taking time to reminisce on when we had eachother
But now that shit its over why should I even bother
Damn we had something special really like no other

Always reinventing myself
And trynna better myself
Living life to the fullest
Give a dam how you felt
Always on my own
Pushing through the hell
Imma make it through this fucking shit no matter what you tell

Vision getting jaded
And the words getting faded
Feel hella nauseous I dont know if I can even take it
See alot fucking snakes and they got to be replaced
Slithering away you go meet the motherfucking blade

Overthinking throughout the day
Man I hate this fucking state
Always on my mind leading me astray
Being sympathetic for a bitch
Who never gave a damn not a bit
Should of cut it off when it really didnt click

How you finna leave to better yo self
You gotta think thats fucking selfish and no way you care about how I felt
I got a pen paper write about what Im feeling
Everything is a phase and it changes like seasons

I got many things poppin in my life
Keep fucking coming tills piling to the side
Got me stressin all the fucking time
I can barely even sleep at night
And its hauntin then I see the light
But Im never folding when its time

Got me tunnel vision like a dark road
Following the wind seeing where the fuck it really goes
I got fucking battle scars that Im mending out my clothes
And it really fucking shows that you really on your own

Nothing ever feel the same
How you calling me a lame
How am I the one to blame
Then you dirty up my name
Dam you dont got no fucking shame
Now you twisting up the game
Hope you think about this when you going to your grave

Nothing Feels The Same

Stream on Spotify!

prod. rexpy

say you love me but
why the fuck you dead it.
i was crying in my audi
with the windows tinted

shorty are you dumb?
i know you regret it.
you can't just walk out my life.
you know that i won't let it.

my girl love me not, say i fuck round with these thots too much.
told her imma change and she ain't buy it, she still let me fuck.
when i hit the block, all the bitches tryna hit me up.
my bitch on my mind so i ain't even let em keep in touch.

my chopper do the dishes like a woman kill em extra clean.
if they talk about me wrong then they gon meet my fucking beam.
alla this money i get electric i'm in the six with hoes.
 alla this money i get fantastic. my bands come in fours.

she got a rico in cali huh that shit was nasty huh
i got designer gas in the blunt i pass it around like its ashley  huh
my bitch love to do the race like tay k, dodge the fuzz, we up.
when im in my city you know that we gonna fuck it up.

yeen love me. (prod. rexpy)

prod. qrystral

put that back up on my body,
see you work it getting low
since i pulled up in a phantom.
it feel like my opps be broke

my lil bitch she in designer,
way y'all pull out its a joke
i keep me a dirty chopper
while my bitch she work the pole.

dame margera, ancilotti
run the scene don't sell no dope.
i'm so vain, yeah im so sexy.
it's the reason imma blow.

suck my dick if you a ten.
i promise yo man ain't gon know.
my audi sit next to my benz.
and next to that i putcha hoe.

....hoe damn...
imma go get these bands.
...flood out my wrist, my crib, my weiner.
damien need a lamb.

i need guap like money moicano.
i can't afford to lose.
i might go catch a body in paris.
if it gon pay, i do.


bitch... i came to party.
shut down the north in a rari.
bitch on my body a leech, ally lotti
i'm in the game glitching infinite money.


i got the racks inside the benz,
fall off the seats, never fold.
ice on me gon freeze my chest.
i might go catch a cold.

GUAP LIKE MONEY MOICANO

AND THEY MINE FOR OUR BODIES

INSOMANIA

I LOVE WEED

Lyrics~

Okay wassup huh
I just run it up huh
Shorty wanna fuck huh
I just had enough huh
Now you outta luck huh
Living like a bum huh
Hoeing other niggas got you living in the fucking mud what the fuck?

Okay wassup huh
I just run it up huh
Shorty wanna fuck huh
I just had enough huh
Now you outta luck huh
Living like a bum huh
Hoeing other niggas got you living in the fucking mud what the fuck?

Shorty thinking Im a playa
Like a fucking pussy slaya
Give me brain like educator
Rotate bitches circulator 
Moving hella quick aint got time for a time waster
Bitches that was hating want me now see you later bitch

Stand up on yo business
Aint no folding to a witness
If you folding get the fuck up out my vision
Sick of hoes with inhibitions 
Weak as fuck I cant envision
Living with terms and conditions 
What shitty life you live
I would never listen
To another hoe
Trifling and losing dough
Aint no money making hoe
You just eat up all the dough
And you big back
Fat as fuck
Never losing weight yeah
Disrespect my name Im finna drag you in the dirt hoe

Okay wassup huh
I just run it up huh
Shorty wanna fuck huh
I just had enough huh
Now you outta luck huh
Living like a bum huh
Hoeing other niggas got you living in the fucking mud what the fuck?

Shorty thinking Im a playa
Like a fucking pussy slaya
Give me brain like educator
Rotate bitches circulator 
Moving hella quick aint got time for a time waster
Bitches that was hating want me now see you later bitch

Bitches that was hating want me now see you later bitch
Bitches that was hating want me now see you later bitch

WTF?

Stream on Spotify

Hate Me w/ Murda of Cal

prod. jxyln

bitch don't talk on me i'm bout to blow.
i ride round in my city making hits and smoking dope.
i'm pretty like a girl, it's hard to find me all alone.
i can stand on business, y'all be cappin issa joke.

rari or the benz or the wraith, kay the rolls.
they say i'm magnetic, firin shots from the poles.
y'all ain't opposition, y'all just act like some hoes.
and i got way too many, i just keep me two phones.

pull up to the bay and my camaro sing
i got choppers, i got thots, i got what you need.
pretty white boy, sold em love and now i'm chasing dreams.
my bitch electric in the six we off a senzu bean.

yeah my racks on double ds, stay in the big chest.
i got bitches tryna fuck me while i'm makin' bands.
damie-yhun spin these hoes like a pirouette.
damier all on the louie for the pretty bitch

i be posted in LA she tryna feel my body
her ex ain't bench enough, the reason i done nicked his shawty.
so getcho money up, these racks i got on playboi carti.
cause she ain't game to fuck you no more now she in my lobby

and in her presence i feel like i'm gonna hit forever.
it's like the fetty that i get just made my whole life better
these rappers wack, they scared to press me, they ain't want the pressure
this JDM i'm bout to ride in out of twisted metal.

STAND ON BUSINESS

So Slow

TONIGHT

CAN YOU FIX ME?

mike not married

Fuck Love

Legends

juice wrld - legends :(

Circles

All Inquires (Production/Features/Collabs/A nice chat): 

Email:
gaothearsonist@gmail.com

Instagram:
@guywithanoldasslaptop

Vocal Performances:
Toonren
sal
Gao the Arsonist

Production Credit:
Toonren
Gao the Arsonist

Lyrics:
What, why, how, who are we?
Deaf, blind, still found what they took from me,
Oh, which direction do I stumble?
I swear used to know,
What, why, how, who are we?
Deaf, blind, still found what they took from me,
Oh, which direction do I stumble?
I swear used to know,

Feel like scattered ashes in vacuum,
Tragic like blood splatter in a bathroom stall,
I'm shuffling around in a costume,
Need to believe every meaning I attach to,
All my confused movements,
I,
Run from ballroom shooters,
Hide my face from the mirrors,
There are no picture perfect stares,
More like vacant looks, they're bitter cold,
As fickle as they're scared,
Questions block my lungs,
So oxygen cant trickle from the air,
Into my body,
somebody please tell me,

What, why, how, who are we?
Deaf, blind, still found what they took from me,
Oh, which direction do I stumble?
I swear used to know,
What, why, how, who are we?
Deaf, blind, still found what they took from me,
Oh, which direction do I stumble?
I swear used to know,

I want a good life,
I want to live life,
I want to waste my time,
Doing the things I like,
I want a good life,
I want to live life,
I want to waste my time,
Doing the things I like,

WTF?

CLXUDA (IG:@clxuda05)