The Upload

Lyrics:

Walked in, blood stained creps, might make your jaw ache
Oh no, who’s that? Daegho the don, aye!
Break the walls down, there’s no escape
Taking another soul away, stepping in blood to ease the pain

Run up 
Cut up
Walk with a stutter
Came with the blade, now theres blood up in the water
Run up 
Cut up
Walk with a stutter
Came with the blade, now theres blood up in the water
Aye!
Aye Aye-Aye Aye
Aye Aye-Aye Aye
Aye Aye-Aye Aye

One for the sucker 
Two for the weak, aye!
Three for your gunner
Four to your feet, aye!
Five for the killer
Six pull up slick, aye!
Seven, no heaven 
Got triple 8 watching my back
Tugging that rope when I pull that line
When I pull that fire, gonna make him fry
Take a pussyboy soul right through his spine 
I just killed a motherfucker but I’m feeling fine 

Like creepy, so freaky 
Better gimme that shit I’m greedy
Like ooh wow ee-ee!
You better run when you see me
Aye!

Walked in, blood stained creps, might make your jaw ache
Oh no, who’s that? Daegho the don, aye!
Break the walls down, there’s no escape
Taking another soul away, stepping in blood to ease the pain

Run up 
Cut up
Walk with a stutter
Came with the blade, now theres blood up in the water
Run up 
Cut up
Walk with a stutter
Came with the blade, now theres blood up in the water
Aye



See the blood see my eyes
Feel the rush say goodnight
I’m a stud 
Rock-a-bye baby hanging right by my side 
I’mma a tear it up tonight 
Call it quits i end it right 
Heard you talkin’ all that pipe
If i see you it’s on sight
What is you sayin 
You all in my brain
And i try to explain 
That you cannot contain 
Any of the remains
Bloody murder insane
See the flow as it strains
It’s a battle of pain 
So i won’t quit
No i won’t fade oh no 
Said i won’t slow no
I won’t drain no drano
Talkin’ that shit 
And you pay no pay roll 
I’mma erupt like a volcano 
Say no more call me kano 
Mortal kombat fatality 
Fatal yes i’m on that
Spinning on top like a dreidel 
Drop that bitch like a dropkick 
I’m on target 
Pop off 
Pop out
I will make a scene 
I got so many evil tendencies


Walked in, blood stained creps, might make your jaw ache
Oh no, who’s that? Daegho the don, aye!
Break the walls down, there’s no escape
Taking another soul away, stepping in blood to ease the pain

Run up 
Cut up
Walk with a stutter
Came with the blade, now theres blood up in the water
Run up 
Cut up
Walk with a stutter
Came with the blade, now theres blood up in the water
Aye



Woah, all this blood up in the water
Woah oh, oh
Blood up in the water
Woah, oh
All this blood up in the water
Wait!

Aye Aye-Aye Aye
Aye Aye-Aye Aye
Aye Aye-Aye Aye
Aye Aye-Aye Aye
There’s blood up in the water
Aye Aye-Aye Aye
Aye Aye-Aye Aye
Aye Aye-Aye Aye
There’s blood up in the water

Blud In The Water (ft. PROMPTO)

▶️ LYRIC VIDEO

Blud In The Water (ft. PROMPTO)🩸Prod. Killjames & Fidi💧

thank you

prod. https://soundcloud.com/spleenxo

lyrics:

I try to keep my face up
But old friends wanna say stuff
Ironic how I stay up
Cause I don’t wanna wake up
I feel my brain start to melt 
I see I’m losing myself
I complain bout mental health 
But I don’t seek any help 

And it’s hard for me to focus 
And I don’t know why I wrote this
To be honest, everything I write
Is every other thing that should be spoken
They aint aware that I feel like this 
They aint aware that I’m tryna to fight this
I don’t talk cause I’m going through a crisis
Think I know the reason why I wanna write this 

I don’t think I’m happy
Waking up’s a bad dream
Crowded by the bad things
Crowded by the 
Aye 
And I don’t know what’s happening
Seeing all of them laughing
Feel some type of stabbing
I don’t know what
I don’t know what is happening

You don’t understand
Wanna close curtains
People talk about me like they want me hurting
Everybody try to paint me as an awful person
Trying to not give a fuck cause nobody’s perfect
And I know who I am
You don’t gotta detest me
Try to love other people but they don’t seem friendly
And the whole world loved me, now they turning against me 
Homies that I thought I had started to be an enemy
Damn
So that’s how it is?
Fighting around people about things I never did
Still making mistakes even tho i aint a kid
I just wanna make music for the fun and get lit
Oh shit
Oh shit
Here we go again
Here’s another person tryna play pretend
It’s another person telling me that I’m their friend
But I know they gonna fuck me over when we’re at the end aye


And it’s hard for me to focus 
And I don’t know why I wrote this
To be honest, everything I write
Is every other thing that should be spoken
They aint aware that I feel like this
They aint aware that I’m tryna to fight this 
I don’t talk cause I’m going through a crisis
Think I know the reason why I wanna write this

I don’t think I’m happy
Waking up’s a bad dream
Crowded by the bad things
Crowded by the
Aye 
And I don’t know what’s happening
Seeing all of them laughing
Feel some type of stabbing
I don’t know what
I don’t know what is happening

I don’t think I’m happy
Waking up’s a bad dream
Crowded by the bad things
Crowded by the
Aye 
And I don’t know what’s happening
Seeing all of them laughing
Feel some type of stabbing
I don’t know what
I don’t know what is happening

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BAD DREAM (prod. spleen!)

Day$okee- F*CK YOU! (prod. SXNJSS) [SLOWED/REVERBED]

prod. Shotta Beatz and credits to @fatalanal for a kickass feat 
should I release this on all plats?

Medication (feat. FatalAnal)

hope yall enjoy :3

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Art by Indxgo: (@indxgokun) 

Prod. shushuboi
Featuring Percules: (@percules2)

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Trust Issues! (w/Percules) [prod. shushuboi]

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SMOKE! w/ 870glizzy (prod. bumboi)

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DAEDRA - WATCH ME RAGE! (prod. SAPFIR) | IG: @DAEDRA888

prod. bumboi
lyrics:
Aye hold up wait a minute aye lil baby what it is
Feel like dennis the menace I wanna burn ya whole crib
It's a bummy lil business I want a audemar bitch
And I ain't gon stop till I get more rich aye

Give no fuck when I'm off this dab say
Talk too much I'll put in a bag aye
Go round the corner I sneak inside yo pad
Put 10 bullets in the mag then blast

Pull up lil baby I'm in the back of the benz aye
Bring all ur homies i got some dead presidents aye
Up in the smoke Im moving pack after pack aye
I don't do coke that shit nasty in my throat (pause)

Ayo what the fuck?

I can't fuck with her if she broke nah
I can't fuck with them it's smoke I
Dont like nobody
Don't got no bodies
But I might catch one if u poke mines


I tell him I tell him I tell him eeee
U don't wanna be muhfucking enemy
Don't walk with a stick
Don't talk with a stick
And the Opps so mad they can't have my steez


I'm just minding my business I'm smoking on a lil indo
Not outta pocket unless u fuck w my kinfolk
Checking my progress I got a couple more clicks hoe
Make this look easy like how tf u get broke

Aye hold up wait a minute aye lil baby what it is
Feel like dennis the menace I wanna burn ya whole crib
It's a bummy lil business I want a audemar bitch
And I ain't gon stop till I get more rich aye

Give no fuck when I'm off this dab say
Talk too much I'll put in a bag aye
Go round the corner I sneak inside yo pad
Put 10 bullets in the mag then blast

I tell him I tell him I tell him eeee
U don't wanna be muhfucking enemy
Don't walk with a stick
Don't talk with a stick
And the Opps so mad they can't have my steez

I tell him I tell him I tell him eeee
U don't wanna be muhfucking enemy
Don't walk with a stick
Don't talk with a stick
And the Opps so mad they can't have my steez

DILE (tell em)

DEAD BY DAYLIGHT (ft. Alt!)

COUNT THAT (IG: @zoomthrax)

CHRONIC SACK BL8DEZ X BUMBOI (Prod.BUMBOI)

Jigsaw-dette

Feeling gloomy might make a melody and throw something heavy on it

Void

prod by gmp, zak ali & 4ria


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https://open.spotify.com/track/2yLZAeViNb16Q6tQ2SYL58

lyrics: 

look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 
bitch i quit drinking, i’m sinking in vomit i belch 
and beginning to think i could opt for some help 
all of my thoughts they just linger like prisoners sit in a clink 
wish i could just be more limber 
or be less distinct 
instead i yell timber 
depressions in sync with my temper 
that shit all grows heavy 
i vent to my shrink till it’s slender as feathers 
meticulous new repetitions 
i let it relinquish what i can’t remember, so tender 
but what difference does it make 
with the distance that i take 
i’d rather never win than try to blend in with you fakes 
i spit the precious gems that descend to bottoms of lakes 
you wretched fucks are asbestos, i can’t try to behave 
i don’t want to spend any more time tryna debate 
i’m still tryna climb the ladder up to meet my fate 
as the time shatters 
rewind, won’t align all your lies with my laughter 
i brine in sublime & latch onto my habits 
i find when i’m manic 
& till i go peak, all my passion is bleak 
until you all reach my new absence 
let that all read as my way of now getting complete 
and redeeming the panic 
this shit is no feat 
it’s a means of me slamming 
you hoes into granite 
you hoes all go show off your glow into cameras 
instagram models, be damned if i cannot fuck 
all of those filters can’t help what the damage does 
cause you’re a 6 just like digits from canada 
business as usual, city is cancerous 
writtens i drew the truth, so much less glamorous 
can’t handle gambles, i travel from 
lands where i drag my love forward 
with bags of drugs 
packing up 
i’ve got a lack of trust 
from all the knives in my back 
i’m not backing up 
cause all these wounds make my breathing hard 
like your damn asthma does 
you’ve got a bag of tricks 
well i’ve got active love 
holding raps captive 
connect them all like it’s a pack of plugs 
sold off the raps i sung 
you’re all so old, but you’re acting young 
tricks are for kids 
and i told em, i had enough 



look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 



look at you 
look at you 
you little judgmental cunt 
now bitch look at you

Day$okee- F*CK YOU! (prod. SXNJSS) [SLOWED/REVERBED]

DAY$OKEE (@daysokee)

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