The Sixth Senses

Seasick ft. SCOTTLOSTIT & BlondeonBread (prod. daveyxBlondeonBread)

I swear that you give me insomnia 
Gonna need someone to bond me out
Know I’m the goat mitochondria 
And i’ll call up a bitch to come top me off 
And we noddin off in the studio 
Hop in the booth let the truth be told 
Drip out my pieces with all the gold 
Cant roll up cuz it all got sold 

I swear that you give me insomnia 
Gonna need someone to bond me out
Know I’m the goat mitochondria 
and i’ll call up a bitch to come top me off 
And we noddin off in the studio 
Hop in the booth let the truth be told 
Drip out my pieces with all the gold 
Cant roll up cuz it all got sold 

Talk to the rats we unspoken bitch 
Snakes in the grass cut em open pit
I’m chasin these thousands I’m focused shit
And the pack disappear hocus pocus bitch
Pussy nigga don’t act like you know us
Just come and  pull up to pay Whatchu owe us 
Gotta watch out for who you keepin closest 
Only trust in myself and now i know this 
Flow on the beat man I feel like a poet 
Wit davey on beats ain’t no where we not goin 
Snappin again and the haters they bogus 
You stay the mid and I stay with the potent 
I’m rolling up woods and you rolling up ducks 
Words out to Scooter not giving no fucks 
Cracking the seal on the pack of the runtz 
I only smoke joints I don’t mean to be blunt 
We pull up in rolls I ain’t een tryna stunt 
I’m sending my niggas that’s out on a hunt 
I tell her don’t come back if you bringing none 
That’s to the table I’m stacking my funds 
Up in the club wit a whole stack of ones 
Show out wit my team I spread nothing but love, but 

I swear that you give me insomnia 
Gonna need someone to bond me out
Know I’m the goat mitochondria 
and i’ll call up a bitch to come top me off 
And we noddin off in the studio 
Hop in the booth let the truth be told 
 Drip out my pieces with all the gold 
Cant roll up cuz it all got sold 

Cant roll up cuz it all got sold
I dont really wanna look at my phone
  
I swear that you gimme anxiety 
Running away from sobriety 
Don’t really know why you try with me 
Unfinished puzzle can’t find the piece 
Say that you love me then lie to me 
Roll a wood and get high with me
Different from all of these guys you see 
Tell me just who you are tryna be (Bitch) 
 
Hop out the back out the cut and I’m faded 
New favorite rapper on all of ya playlists 
Act like a snitch ya you act like a plaintiff 
Revenge on my body these bitches flirtatious 
Balenciaga triple S on the pavement 
Bitch i'm making all the fire like a caveman
I got polo horses on me they racin'
I got insomnia, stuck in he basement

I swear that you give me insomnia 
Gonna need someone to bond me out
Know I’m the goat mitochondria and I’ll 
Call up a bitch to come top me off 
And we noddin off in the studio 
Hop in the booth let the truth be told 
Drip out my pieces with all the gold 
Cant roll up cuz it all got sold

Love Deficiency

Apple Music

EAST BOUND CURE -- JUSTOID ft. Davey not David {prod. daveynotdavid}

You know this shit could take some time 
Your feelin stuck on the rise
It’ll be alright, tonight   
Yea we’ll be just fine 

I take this ride down lonely road
When I’m with you I feel at home 
Lose your touch got nun' to lose 
I guess that I’m stuck in the middle with you
You say times changed got nothin left 
I’m insane so try ya best 
Now I can’t talk I’m out of breath 
Tried to tell you not like the rest 

Smokin backwoods can’t feel my chest 
Daveys givin pop quizzes imma give you a test 
20 years of living now I feel like I’m blessed 
And if your boyfriend wanna try me better get em' a vest 

Thinking to myself is she really the one 
Spendin' time with you my pain yea it start to go numb 
And don’t you ever try to lie to me or play like I’m dumb 
Had to learn, the truth’ll surface why you tryina run 

You told me that I like to be conceptual
Ride with me get sexual 
Told you treat me as an intellectual 
And we rollin backwoods like a ritual 

Say your real and here for me 
Time can tell let’s wait and see 
Only god knows what’s meant to be 
Can’t hand out love it’s not for free 

You know this shit could take some time 
Your feelin stuck on the rise 
It’ll be alright 
Yea we’ll be just fine 

I take this ride down lonely road
When I’m with you I feel at home 
Lose your touch got nun' to lose 
I guess that I’m stuck in the middle with you
You say times changed got nothin left 
I’m insane so try ya best 
Now I can’t talk I’m out of breath 
Tried to tell you not like the rest 

Stuck in the middle of a rock and a hard place 
And now i'm all alone stuck in a dark place 
The 808 slap like a fucking guitar bass
I got a couple pills if you're looking to partake 
Pop another pill just to feel okay now 
I drank to much but I don't feel okay now 
If you dont want to talk I got nothin' to say now 
But I been gettim money like im workin' for paypal
I've been gettin money makin beats on a macbook
I be layin low while i'm smokin a fat dutch 
And me and Justoid always run into bad luck
And now i'm really stuck up in the middle like malcolm
Bitch look at the outcome 
Davey self-produced every song on the album 
Smoke a lot of weed I guess that I got a green thumb 
Drank a lot of liquor like a kid with caprisun

You know this shit could take some time 
Your feelin stuck on the rise 
It’ll be alright

Sand ft. Zstoned

Davey Not David