no more


produced by : MØSI
featuring : @emil-parey


OFF (feat. Emil Parey)

Fire (prod. Nolson)

In the blink of a eye (bug)

"i still hear your voice" produced by @176s & @maknae

Performed/Written by @counterxo

i still hear your voice

i still hear your voice (sense + maknae)

m/v clip: https://youtu.be/_9nYRsXotHY

@212xx

lyrics: 
tell me bby
like whats been on ur mind?
devil in disguise
always tellin'
pretty lies
pretty lies
pretty lies
she wanna fw me 
but i got mob ties
& that boy he so lame
i'm like why u gotta try?
doin' all these drugs i might go crosseye

two twelve:

want your luv
bby i just want a hug
all this lust too much 4 a thug (ahhh)
& i don't need u rn
not rn
all these lights make me fine now
off a perc i'm too high now
u were rlly nvr mine now (woah)
hop inside a space coupe
now we goin' to mars
blackout blackout
i was off a bar
he was over there talkin' shi
now he ain't goin' far
nother op
in the back
in the back 
of my car

scum:
u were rlly nvr mine now
hop inside a space coupe
now we go to mars
blackout blackout
i was off a bar
he was over there talkin' shi
now he ain't goin' far
nother op
nother op
in the back 
of my car

tell me bby
like whats been on ur mind?
devil in disguise
always tellin'
pretty lies
pretty lies
pretty lies
she wanna fw me 
but i got mob ties
& that boy he so lame
i'm like why u gotta try?
doin' all these drugs ima go crosseye

crosseye +212 (kaktus)

MØNEYWØRTH(5x) [yuwa]

posin

posin w/ spider p. cyberrgrunge x inuyasha

sorry for being such a nuisance

SUPER GROOVY “prod. h1batchi”

Lyrics:
Dear Mama
these niggas talk shit hind my back but i really dont care
swear to god that my heart is now frozen so i wear da montclair
omg momma im bout to breakout im a mf staar
s2g momma imma get you like every single car

how tf do you pretend you ok when niggas dont like you
if they see you do well they shake yo hand turnaround n they spite you
niggas tongue be forked in two don’t let em bite you
i done seen the worst of the worst gotta let you know insight you 

S2g these niggas be fake these niggas Fugazi
Day ones turn into snakes 
How you say you my bro then you go ahead turnaround snake me

Mama let it not faze me
Give me the energy not to go crazy
I don’t lost me too many Im starting to hate me
Imma take a step back cuz now my heart is now aching

She said bad juju go ahead and go shake it
Speak out the energy you wanna take in
Mama I promise to you that imma go make it
Every dollar and bill yeah imma go take it

Way I started this shit im never gone break it
Had to start from the bottom where niggas don’t make it
Thank god for these bands and the bread that im making
Imma keep doing me and im never pump faking 

Had to get this shit off my chest I swear I did
Write a letter to my mom told her I love her I did
Switch my flow cuz my momma helped me win

Yeah
Hop on the beat and I kill it again
Im still goin in im not making amends
Beat up the beat like its beef w the mids
Had to tell all my ops im not beefing w mid

Had to make a new banger I did it again
Mama told me quit playin so i came to win
Finna spin with da bag like my first name was Finn
Im bipolar as shit but ik im a 10

Talk my shit on the mic cuz I know that can
How you talk shit on the mic but u cannot throw hands
No pork on the fork but im still going ham
Im blocking these shots they call me feedbam

Dear mama yea
Just like I said I promise yeah 
Imma get better I promise yeah
Look at me now im a prophet yeah

Mama I told you I won’t let em bother me
Look at me im fulfilling the prophecy
Got my back to the world and my head in astrology
Still standing tall yeah I hope that you proud of me

Letter To My Mama (prod.youknowozi)

[prod. kaktus]

Sobbing, heart broke, crying in the pink kia  
trapped up, sold drugs, then I go mia
got scripts, both blues, enough to fuck me up
smoking dabs, space blunts, my asthma acting up  

goth bitch, blonde hair, like lavigne, geee
black nails, ripped clothes, she match my energy
gold chain, yeah she likes to get choked by me
I be iced out,  not just my jewelry

flex out the club, summer vibes, with my pink rocks
rocking ripped jeans, fabled boy smoking moon rocks
fuck what they say
they don't know what's to pay 
mental illness is here
no one will stay
fuck these delusions
I stay on cocaine
substance abuse
my life small price to pay 
hella people around me
still feel alone  
at the end of the day
all I want is the fame

all I ask is for you to hold my hand
I feel starstruck, don't want this to end
She down with my demons, but I swear she heaven sent  
I'm tragically broken her kisses amend

Percocets, and addicted to cash
playing life like Russian roulette 
got akimbo make it sing a duet 
4-5-6 bullet holes I put on they chest
 
those dark lips I love so much
love chants with some witchcraft
we swore, it wasn't lust
I can tell by the way that she looks at my eyes

i still hear your voice (sense + maknae)

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