Where I'm At

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First off I wanna give a big shout out to every person who has supported me along the journey.. I could never do any of this without you guys I mean it ❤️
I always was big into poetry since a young kid I started writing in primary school and it was all I was ever good at in school. I dropped my first song on Soundcloud around 11-12 years ago using a school laptop on Audacity with a turtle beach gaming headset, I instantly fell in love with the art and continued to use it as a way to express myself and vent. I dropped my first mixtape in 2015 with my brother Covert,  someone who I gotta give a lot of the credit to these days because if it wasn’t for him getting me in the booth back then I wouldn’t of grown into the artist I am today. 
This project is my 2nd project and is entitled “Love Gets Me High” the project shows me come outta my shell and show a very more vulnerable version of myself with authentic storytelling and a diverse range of styles it is my greatest piece of work in my opinion. The project consists of emotional hard hitting love songs and heartbreak songs, the deeper you dive into it the deeper it gets.. emulating the high effect of drugs consisting of the come up and the come down.. I hope some people can listen to the project and relate to some stuff I’m saying and hopefully make you feel better. 💪

Fly With Me Freestyle (prod. xenshei)

LYRICS 

Cause I got no trust if u ain’t one of us
My brotha steady stacking cash he Tryna out of mud
Got a pocket full of pingas
That’s all I touch fuck syringes
Got people burning bridges
Not mine lad Fuck New beginnings

Pourin up n I’m sippin
Till I’m sick in my cup
She give it up
She just wants me for tica n buds
Feeling rough
Pack a cone
feels like a hit to the guts
My mind be messed up
I be to stressed
I’ll start wiggin n stuff

Late nights
For tha quick deals
Make a bit guala
Yeah we lookin for big bills
Still on tha grind
I never stutter my bruther
Said we making it out the gutta
If I don’t make money rappin
I’m fuckin the trap no rubber

Eyes low
Same shit
Gonna run it up
Run it up
Liver failing
My brutha
I pour another one

If I make any money it goes straight back to the streets
Slippin n sippin brah
I feel like a disease
Cause I be lookin at my mates
Tryna tell if they wanna do me
Nah lad surley I’m trippin
Ima pull another bueg
My fingers slippin I’m grippin
My bro I don’t know what to do
U wonder why I’m disappearing
Lad I’m not in the mood

But my energy’s leaking
I don’t like talking or speaking 
I got a bong to solve my problems 
Told the doctor he’s tweaking
N u know  my buds be reeking
 lad it’s leaving ya geekin 
Gonna spend a couple bands then flip it back while I’m speaking 

Can sort u out if u got cash then I’m dippin
Ma brah don’t try test my limit 
My patience thin it’s a given 
I live the shit that I written 
N lad my head just be spinnin
That’s why I’m hoppin on a track 
I’m adding rhyme to a rhythm 

My flow going stupid now
Gonna rap a couple bars 
N then I flip it 
Like I moved a pound 
Equip dat pack  
Den cruised around 
A shifty dack 
Then let’s get back 
Have a sesh 
Look who’s in town
Have
Look who’s in town 

I remember Bottle runs lad we was 
Looking anything 
Don’t try talk on net my team won’t back down for anything
Think ur hard tjink ur what
U think ur something you’ve never bin
Sick of all the fake cunts
Sick of all the Fucking irrelevants

New Beginning$ (FULL)

Holiday Inn, man book that cheap,

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