lyrics: 
she said im a foul mouth punk 
and a muhfuckin chump
the rich kids hate me cause i cum from the slums
it seem like everyday i b dressin like a bum
catch me in 12 months i'll b ready when u cum

i remember last september
u said that we'd b together
last forever thru the weather
whatever i put u thru
on the 4th of last september
i found that wasn't tru
ur heart was still feelin love 
but it wasnt tween me and u

i don't feel the same now
i can see ya face now
i can see ya body while im grippin on ya waist now 
i know that u'll cum back
i think everyone knows that
and when u hit my line i'll open, read and then i'll close that

she called me a punk shit
i been on my dumb shit
i been on my drunk shit
i cant feel cause im numb shit
right now i feel nauseous
cause heartbreak makes me vomit
thats why i can't truss a single shawty im in love with

she said im a foul mouth punk 
and a muhfuckin chump
the rich kids hate me cause i cum from the slums
it seem like everyday i b dressin like a bum
catch me in 12 months i'll b ready when u cum

12 months (prod. forlone)

this was supposed to b on 'dont love me' but since thats not coming for a while here's the song SAMPLE IS FROM @ekpnvpa5l3zt - Damian Whittaker

motel (prod. forlone)

lyrics:
back from the grave
now i’m back in the basement
call that shit a dungeon cause
i’m down there when the pain hit
same shit
i’m sick of the same shit
i’m sick of the same life
tryna change it all night
writing on these beats
ratty converse on my feet
staying my homie’s crib
cause i cant afford a lease
i’m just tryna keep the peace
inside my head
before i wind up dead
from gettin shot for a bag
or overdosin on meds

the dungeon, the dungeon
u find me in the dungeon when
i’m cummin, cummin
u find me in the dungeon when
i’m thumbin, thumbin
u find me in the dungeon when
i’m buggin, buggin
u find me in the dungeon when i’m

dungeon (prod. forlone)

lyrics:
im just tryna run it up run it up run it up run it up
tryna get my gwap up, tryna get my cutta up run it up, run it up, aye
(run it up, aye)
im just tryna run it up run it up run it up run it up
tryna get my gwap up, tryna get my cutta up run it up, run it up
(run it up, aye)

i got, big dreams of rockin designer things
bands in my jeans bustin out the fuckin seams
tryna work alot make more paper than a tree
cause this cash rules everything around me
cream
fell asleep i had a hunnid dollars in dream
woke up and i multiplied the number by 3 
then i bought a tattoo fuck a diamond ring
cant be spending stupid when ur tryna stack green
look inside my book of big dreams
im just tryna do these big things
tryna see my face up on the movie screen
tryna make myself a name that they can scream
run my money up, stack it up
if u want my cash u can back it up
got a lil gwap, never had alot
catch me in a couple years ill b up top

im just tryna run it up run it up run it up run it up
tryna get my gwap up, tryna get my cutta up run it up, run it up, aye
(run it up, aye)
im just tryna run it up run it up run it up run it up
tryna get my gwap up, tryna get my cutta up run it up, run it up
(run it up, aye)

run it up freestyle (prod. forlone)

shine (prod. forlone)

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