Off The Ground

I don’t need nobody to be calling up my phone 
I don’t need nobody, said I’m fine when on my own 
Pain inside my music they wan’ listen, listen close
You can’t get too close, I’ll cut you off, no friendship owed

Hopping on my own wave now these brothers tell me ole! 
She wanna hop up on me, tell lil mami “bitch come hurry!” 
Andale, keep me safe 
Not for you, that’s okay 
Codeine, keep me sane 
But I bleed, filled with HATE 

I been running, running, running from some problems in my head 
Up to something, something, something, still some fuckboys want me dead
Times are changing, that’s fine by me, I won’t need your hand to stand 
Said they hate me, they don’t rate me.. well that’s fine, won’t skip a breath 

Fuck-boys got guns out, don’t pop nout 
Pilled up to my brain, I’m fucked now 
Cocaine, it might rain, at sun-down 
Dark room, my thoughts dark, the lights out 
Deploy on these boy, I destroy 
My joy can’t enjoy this world oi 
This void, it takes all to devoid 
Like Floyd, swift 1-2, i might toy, him 

I don’t need nobody to be calling up my phone 
I don’t need nobody, said I’m fine when on my own 
Pain inside my music they wan’ listen, listen close
You can’t get too close, I’ll cut you off, no friendship owed

They ain’t got it flowing like me 
Will I blow? It’s very likely 
Jealous boy still wanna fight me 
Tell ‘em lurk, they maybe find me 
Critical, might need an IV 
Life long, like Type B 
Baby sweet, I need a treat
I got my life key

Now I got 15 different bitches try to show me what I’m missing
So I got 15 different problems try deter me from my mission 
How I got brothers in the kitchen, pushing gas & blowing pistons 
And I got brothers up to mischief, holding blades so what’s the issue?? 

Come on.. 16 seconds. 
Think, quick: duck or draw bitch?? 
Count them blessings 
Sink, swim? Float in the moat 
Get to pressing him 
Click, clack, jam.. send that boy a fucking message 
STAY POSSESSIVE

SUN-DOWN | Prod. Esthetic Gloom x Kiraw

Come up on my own, I ain't worried 'bout them
My guy ah hit a dome, said he'll knock off his head
My baby giving dome, she like coke on her breast
She tryna take a pic, what the fuck you ain't press

Them drugs in my pocket so baby gon top it
My plug just got locked, shit they unplugged the socket
Man my favourite one too, I'm off a 30 in a stu
I'm writing tunes when I'm mute
I'm bringing Fire to The Booth
I'm bringing fire to my mood
Cuz there's snakes in my boot
And I ain't talking bout no friends
I'm saying "satans" getting rude

Baby said i'm rude cuz I don't wanna speak to her
Or maybe I'm reserved cuz I don't trust a single girl
But then again I'm prolly crashing off the coke
See my life was feeling dope
With circumstances, couldn't cope 
So I indulged until I broke 

Guess I'm getting older 
21, I still ain't blown up 
So you know my family buggin
I'm jus sayin “trust the process”
Old friends gonna protest but they ain't making no checks
Like they ain't passing no tests and yes I still don't check my texts 

Ya see I’m all good
I'm callin ALL BLUFF
Said im all good 
I get my moves up 
Yh, Im getting clued up
Yh we cut the moods up
Yh we gettin turnt up
Yh we fuckin burnt up 
WE DON'T FUCK WITH
FAKE BOY, said he Michelin Man..
Lame boy dun out, need to Kurt Cobain your cap 
Lame boy run up, I left with his pack.. deep 
I ain't even bad, I think that violence shit is whack yh

Turnt Up | Prod. KoraKazi

Gagging 
I like to fuck on her throat, yh rag it 
I like to pop my drugs, they vanish 
Yeah I really like coke, been had it 
Yeah she know I got coke, she nagging 
If I walk in the rave, got the bag in 
And my cuz got the scale when he bag it 

No scale in the cut, clean baggage 
Like we staying in the mix, bad habits 
Yeah I spit on my bitch, stay savage 
Yeah wheel up my track like ya addicts 
Yung Fix I don’t stress, just manage 
Like all of them mid, average 
And my boy might bang on your package 
Down the backroads, sh new passage 

SAY HELLO TO MY LIL FRIEND

Try me! Body gon travel like pikey 
Staying untouched, that’s likely 
Staying in touch with psyche 
Lights on me, that’s a high-beam 
No God in my g, no Viking 
But he still tryna swing like Tyson 
And his shawty on me, I got python 
So I wrap her, she swallow my sack up 

This the U.K. boy, we ain’t methd up 
From the U.K. to U.S. get bread up 
Still watch my dargs spill red like ketchup 
And they ain’t really ones for no lecture 
Don’t tell me how to spend my p 
Come fuck with a boy like me 
Intricate design, there ain’t many like me 
With a spliff in my right, in my left got a key 

Don’t need to rap like them, if i rap like them
I’m a prat like them like 
Don’t need to act like them, if I act like them 
I’m a prat like them like 
Don’t need to flash my gem, if i flash my gem then I die like them like 
Don’t need to match my scene, if i crash my scene then I made my dream like

SNOWFALL FREESTYLE | Prod. Slayer/Zeroday

All the money getting paid, that’s great yeah I love it 
Never had shit so fuck it, let’s run it 
And I vibe with my cousin, got the white getting on it 
Shawty hit my phone, I don’t think I wanna cuff it 
All the money getting paid, that’s great yeah I love it 
Never had shit so fuck it, let’s run it 
And I vibe with my cousin, got the white getting on it 
Shawty hit my phone, I don’t think I wanna cuff it 

Fuck it 
Duck it 
Hit her up again cuz the coke got me wylin
Said she love the drip, told me that I’m stylish 
Bound to make a hit, make a hit, Billie Eilish 
I ain’t even write this 
Told her that I’m Pisces, she said “what the fuck.. makes sense, you need guidance” 
I said “what the fuck do you mean?” //midlife crisis 
Bouta shake the world with my bro’s like ISIS 

Green eyed girl, that’s a pretty little iris 
Green pre-roll, pharma grade, got some hybrids 
Mixing all my pills, you could say that I’m highbrid 
Getting high as fuck, on my jaw I’m biting 

I feel like I’m in shock like raichu 
Fight you? Why you? 
Peek-atchu.. bum-boy don’t like you 
She said I’m rude too ?? 
I said like who to ?? 
Mixing Molly with the lean in my cup too 

Could get busy in the flats like I’m DigDat 
Air-Force on the strip, my boy got the dip 
And he’s digging it in him and I’m thinking “shit..” 
I won’t ever let it sing, i ain’t dumb bitch 
Imma try to learn to sing like Adele bitch
Dig my grip on my sound, get me now bitch? 
Imma take you off the map like you were lagging bitch 
Send it raggo bitch, I’m on some other shit 

All the money getting paid, that’s great yeah I love it 
Never had shit so fuck it, let’s run it 
And I vibe with my cousin, got the white getting on it 
Shawty hit my phone, I don’t think I wanna cuff it 
All the money getting paid, that’s great yeah I love it 
Never had shit so fuck it, let’s run it 
And I vibe with my cousin, got the white getting on it 
Shawty hit my phone, I don’t think I wanna cuff it 

Eyes pinned up, like pin-balls, I’m pilled up 
The coke pure, like Mary.. my dicks soft 
I get love from a bitch, love my neck uh 
She wanna kiss, I told her nahhh I don’t rizz up 
A smart kid? Lil addict. And I fuck it up. 
And my momma make her proud if I can Yh 
This come-down make me frown til I’m back up 
I crash down like a comet when I’m too up
My patience is thin, think it’s blatant 
My cadence is my ting, I made it 
Can’t pace us, outpacing your whole ting 
Is what it is, can’t cause me no heart ache
Xans laced em, pop em and hope for 
The end of life whilst I’m smoking on a Cuban 
I get low when I ski down that snow-dome 
Is what it is, can’t cause me no heart break 

All the money getting paid, that’s great yeah I love it 
Never had shit so fuck it, let’s run it 
And I vibe with my cousin, got the white getting on it 
Shawty hit my phone, I don’t think I wanna cuff it 
All the money getting paid, that’s great yeah I love it 
Never had shit so fuck it, let’s run it 
And I vibe with my cousin, got the white getting on it 
Shawty hit my phone, I don’t think I wanna cuff it

Stylishh | Prod. KoraKazi

All black whip 
All black tint 
All black on my bitch, giving ratchet lip 
All red on my wrist
That’s that suicide grip 
With nose my all white like Decembers mist 

Nothing like Virgil, my white come clean 
Suen like Lysol, lemon or cheese 
Mind in a haze so i bark my tree 
Then I plant my seed in your mind, that’s eco-friendly, not ego-friendly. 
I don’t give a fuck about your fucking Bentley 
And it’s just rented, watch what ya spending 
How ya gonna grow just invest it gently 
Gently, slide in & break her intestine
hate me, baby, I hate-fuck her then leave that’s raving, walk in the rave on a bean, that’s standard 

Shit I need Andrex, 
nose running, nose runny like panther 
smoking like Cancer, 
That’s Smoke in the Aires, she flying like fairies, pixies
but them pixels don’t match up in HD, catfish, 
back to that Aries bar, ya can’t match this, I’m outlandish, unearthly, no need to panic, still fucked her then dashed it

She don’t wanna love me, maybe 
I feel like I’m going crazy 
I know that I’m fucking brAzy 
Gaan turn me up, tell your bitch play me 

All black whip 
All black tint 
All black on my bitch, giving ratchet lip 
All red on my wrist
That’s that suicide grip 
With nose my all white like Decembers mist 
All black whip 
All black tint 
All black on my bitch, giving ratchet lip 
All red on my wrist
That’s that suicide grip 
With nose my all white like Decembers mist 

I know that you know I can’t fuck with no hoe, see i fucked that hoe then bro went and fucked that hoe, that’s dirty, 30mg, plus another 30, add another 30 Percy’s, it don’t stop me working 
Constantly learning 
I feel Ned’s declassified school survival guide 
Only I don’t care if you don’t take my advice 

All black bitch on Yung white Fix 
Keep the flow crisp, when she suck don’t spit 
Keep the flow crisp in the stu when i spit 
Like walkers, them man are salt, that’s it

ALLBLACKK | Prod. KoraKazi

Fuck your pearly gates bitch I think I’m gonna piss on them

PEARLY GATES

Rachel Platten - Fight Song

@citr3s
Produced by Yerra
Mixed by @citr3s

MATRIX FT CITR3S | Prod. Yerra

KillFix, a prodigious artist hailing from Birmingham, UK, born in 2002, quickly developed a burning passion for creating and experimenting with music. Heavily influenced by music phrasing dark-trap, heavy metal and genres alike, KillFix delivers a captivating auditory experience that transcends boundaries. Using haunting melodies, introspective, spiritualist lyrics and immersive beats; KillFix's soundscapes delve into the depths of emotion whilst offering listeners an enthralling journey through the shadows. In a world where darkness and light coexist, KillFix's music stands out and invites you to explore the uncharted territories of the soul.

MATRIX FT CITR3S | Prod. Yerra

KillFix @cruciifix_

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