sad vibes, city tribes. we're all in a jungle of some sorts.

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NARCOS

uploaded this ages ago but reuploading with better quality (still not the best quality but better than before)

rats in the drain

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Lyrics:
I now chill with H 

Had to ditch them fakes 

My grass cant fuck wiv the snakes 
Gunna make that a common theme 
For the fans 

Cuz i say it 
on each track that i make 

And i say it with passion 

cokies gettin known for the rappin

I got bread like hovis 
But i l cant fuck wiv the crust 

Ghost went ghost so i cant get bud 
now im tryna get yc shake or dust 
3.5 in a night is must 
Only tryna smoke that wiv guys that i trust 
Aint gonna get used in my life like gus 


I do shit that they dont agree wiv 

So why the fuck are copying me 
Tryna rap on a beat 
Copy cats yh i see em 
shit gunna long then if they  try beef me
In terms of ma music
Big brain yh ik i know that ur smart.
Go clear out ur mind and head then use it 
Best mind where u step
Like a gap on a train 

Money is dew or it just gets spent on drip like rain 
Air force ones on my feet 

Fake a smile 
Now i cant feel my face

Slash left and right 
On the sides like trace 

No joker 

laugh at the state im in 
Yh their in
 my lane and race
 cant fuck with ma pace 

Like im low 
So i took a couple steps back 
So i slow down 
Now im just down 
And
 they dont even know 

2 ways they
 just dont know who i am
 like a monster
Drink my vibe for the hype

Follow my light
Like mic
take me in 
like take out 

They all fake now 
Comin like shitty chinese that i get on a take out 

Shit just spreads from my face to my chest
 yeah i dont feel blessed feel spotty like a breakout 

No vapour rub 
Fillin my chest and lungs 
yeah i know what this smoke and vapour does



New world this shit like narnia
Uk girl with a twist like nadia 
She nices but these guys just rude
No chat dont care how hard that u think u are
Box two of ur teeth 
Like a dark web package
Then drop to the side like sidebar 
They fast but these girls dont drive cars 
Hand on the clutch full speed when i drive fast
F1 let the drivers come out 
Contract girl throw it back wiv her ass out  
No fun stayin sober at parties 
Im here tryna get high so i pass out

copycats(Prod. Chosen Beats)

BFG ft. loopy, capri (prod. chosen beats)

Lyrics: 
if i get told one time its in my head
 i'm gonna blow up 
Chattin on the net but they hide cuz they won't show up
I Left her there but then she glow up
Feelin like a rubber ducky fuck me 
Im just floatin till i sink
 but then they win and i dont blow up 
Tryna keep from losin all my mind 
But im just wasting all ma time to get some dough up 

Smoking till i  throw up

Drinking till im think of what im drinking 
Then i switch it 
Cuz im sick of drinking 

Days i  cant remember 

Man I got days 
That happened early last week that are feelin like early last december 
Dpd to the fucking r

Have u ever sat down then paniced where tf u are 
Life like a movie and ur the fucking extra 
And yh i still got feeling but i choose to not fuckin text ya 
From start i only wanted what was best for ya 
Now i cant read between the lines like its fuckin dyslexia

DPDR

keep streaming copycats. Remix for this song with capri out soon.

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BIFFA remix ft. capri

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j bag = Originated in England a Jbag is a slut, whore, slag or sket.

still fucked up aint gunna get better
Bud on my side and coke on my sweater 
Stayin inside no matter the weather 
High as a kite to forget this tether 
That u cut from me 
When u said it was us 
Really feels shit getting thrown right under the bus 
Like who can i trust 
Who out there really wants and deserves my love 

  When 
I still get some snakes in the grass 
I still get some friends that 
Tryn pretend 
lord knows that that friend wont last
Still hard tryna separate real from the past 

Really feels shit when we dont speak 
Knees weak arms are heavy listening to eminem 
Till i cant to sleep
Bud reeks grind that up and roll zoots 
Till im stuck and i cant leave

It was us from the start did u feel that 
Fuck im in sarahs car with blem and bud 
Still tryna get all of feels back 
Still tryna gain all of the trust 
never played games 
it was u that did that 
Letting
any man come and digdat 
Never putin my love again in a jbag 

Fuckin slag

Jbag freestyle (prod. HXRXKILLER)

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LEAD ft. selo (prod by. puhf)

Life's a made up story

LYRICS:
wheres my heart at?
looking every fucking wrong way for where my heart at
dark as night but she where all that started
and man I dream about it vividly 
love clouds my visibility
Still praying to the trinity and stars 
And I've been searching from the start
And keep on repeating my words when i be speaking
They just cant keep on releasing 
When i half say shit as reasons 
but cant reason with my demons from the start

I be seeing things in full and they be seeing it in half

That's what i get for always 
breaking down like glass 
And using drugs as an escape 
when I'm not known for running fast
Now im up inside a corner 
where the light be turning dark 
Where my friends be turning bad 
and they try hurt me from the start

One things for certain ive got family at heart
Who wont do nothing but just keep on showing love and show me trust

Ive got plans of making bread 
But keep on fucking with the crust 

Ive got plans of blowing up 
But keep on fucking up my luck 

(come find myself)

Ive got plans of being great 
But keep on fucking up my past 

(come find myself)

Ive got plans of making plans 
But have no focus in this moment in time 

Running with my stories
Baby line me a line 

Close another chapter in the blink of an eye

PLANS

Focus on some better days
Focus on your dreams and your goals 
I focus on myself but focus never stays 
Always tryna levitate get higher than the other day 
Then make that every other day 
So i can sleep and say iver had another fuckin day i felt better 
And they always tryna claim that they will grow together 
But whats the fuckin point in claiming lies when they be wasting all their time 
And  their alone with each other 
And their moods seem dependant on the weather 
I be sick of finding darker fixes 
Demons come at night i lock the door when they come to visit 
Camouflage in daylight but they always there u gotta listen 
Or become one 
Were all tryna  become someone 
Good or bad and evil 
Ive met guys of every fuckin type 
Or want to know my name and then hop in on my fuckin life 
Then waste the opportunity by tryna spread round loads of lies



U be making it easy 
Always looks like its easy 
I be looking for something 
But come back wiv nothing 
They just wasting their time 
Always wasting whats mine 
Feeling out  of place so i will snort up a line 
they dont treat me like im cokei when i speak to them high 
Really tryna make myself just something in life 
So i can show my mum that im doing fine

DARKER FIXES

A NEW VERSION WIV BETTER MIXING IS ON ITS WAY 
Hey everyone! I just wanted to let you all know about my new song "Bite like Tyson." This track is all about how much we despise those slithering creatures and how we'll do whatever it takes to stay away from them. 

But that's not all! I've also been working on some new music that I'll be releasing soon. Keep an eye out for updates on my sound-cloud and be sure to follow me on Soundcloud so you don't miss a beat. Trust me, you don't want to sleep on what I've got coming up. Stay tuned and keep snakes out the grass

Bite like Tyson

he told me to drop this....

LYRICS
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Swear these days ive been losing space 
So the time feels nice 
too right 
when i say get the fuck out ma face 

But lately the words feel forced 
Thought id rather stay up on my ones but 
Trust that id be the most sociable guy if the world werent so damn washed with the fakes 
Too hard tryna separate real 
So im stuck like peels 
Too much to anticipate all i can take 

So im stressed out 
Here to Release all the best out 
Smoke comes in 
exhale so it gets out 
Now im chill for a while till its over 
Mum wants to know what ive done with her son 
I kidnapped him said hes here till its over 
And now hes missing 
It gets colder 
Me and him wanna work for exposure 
Two side ting 
Like two face bat mans face 
Till the bat comes messy like joker 

Never used to shot keys i was hitting them keys 
For the note like mozart 
But i dont play anymore 
Still sad that i stay indoors 
suns outside like homer 
School days i was a popular loner 
i Would go beat if it gave me boner 
Always wiv weed still a popular stoner 

Raw and roach wiv a chip on my shoulder 
But i learnt positive vibes now im older 
U gotta stay u and try keep your composure 

Slumped out my dads new sofa 
Fuck will i do when i act like a grown up 
Forgetting the fact that its time that i grew up 
Man switch vibes switch tribes like chooser 
Society thinks im a popular loser
Mum and dad think imma regular user 
School thought i would get kicked and go juvy 
But shout out to the ones that knew me 
Fuck all the ones who were there tryna use me 
They aint there now but they were like groupies
I still watch them lanes just to check cuz my lifes got stress 
So i watch like movie 

Man down now ive got stress that i hand down 
Fuck that bill another up and get pat down 
Faded sick of name getting slated 

And their love seems forced and the rest seems bait 
The fuck do u get out of acting fake 
Ill say wiv chest that im constantly baked 
Cuz the world seems one step away till it breaks 

So ill chill in the sky for abit and wait till its done 
I wake its another day chasing the funds 
En route in taxi straight from my mums
Now shes angry im never here being her son 
Im out there tryna secure what i want 
But lately i feel i been being a cunt 
So my words come across as me being too blunt 
But i try to just breathe and remain all calm 
Imagine if you and me ran for the sunset
And never did stop till we got to the fun 
But the world wants to keep solving shit wiv guns 

See me I keep solving shit wiv blunts 
On a bench wiv bae and a packet of runtz

Blunt Freestyle

a very short intro to new album with songs such as diamonds, mirage, copy cats 2 and more 

lyrics
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Bless I ain’t got fed on my back 
I got two eyes focused and my bread in a pack 
Miggy says I should stick to a stack 
So they don’t take both if they clock all the dank 
I had some ships sailing and a couple that sank 
Some I thought fakes sakes 
And some I thought damn well right 
Tf would go on if I doubt this twice 
Man down 
Carry on wiv my night 
I got one fat spliff and a few of my guys 
I got au henny and some cups full of ice 
I got music money and my heads full of vibes 
I stay calm on the surface u should look at my eyes 
Cuz it doesn’t take much just to look u up 
On a Facebook ting 
Go yard just to fuck u up (hellooo?)
No way would your marge step in 
She knows best when to act a cunt 
This ain’t one of them

Intro

some dreams are better off in the heart



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