Forsaken

She said she like my dreads when i swang em

Toe tag a pussy boy think he bangin

No woods up in my pockets but im serrated

Glock 19 to the head now he shaken

Shouldnt have fucked with me

Im the creep from the street

Black boy skin like tar get off of me

Im an anomaly 

So many casualties 

Dead man runnin down the street

45 it be at ya teeth 

Cool down time is nothin

Boy im up in yo fuckin dreams

Talk that shit on the road bitch you folded

When I roll 44 bitch im zoning 

Homicide on the low but im focused

Gold plated to my dome I aint gone yet

Dial tone on the phone leave me alone bitch 

Roll up that dope then go home bitch 

Need to get out my dome I can’t focus 

Go to sleep in the mornin I can’t cope bitch

Produced by Xantu

SERRATED

Untitled

Black puffer on black boots dont talk to me

Mint harley shirt motor sport be the company

Dont wine and dine i get served my wine by butlers b

Spider silk robes papa bones gave me clarity

My eyes fade to black inside of my mind

My head hurts bad would you tell me the time 

a quater to 3 in the morning oh my

Step my foot outta my room demons in my sight 

Tippin with that 45 its pointed to my head

Ooo my finger slipped im ending all the dread

Walk through the mirror enter the black abyss

A siren awaits me and tells me to come in

She drags me to the bottom of the sea

I see all my friends and family flee

I watch as my reflection leaves me

It looks at me so scarily

Produced by ALLXBEATS

REFLECTION

Yea im pushin up the weight like im tryna get it off of me

Face tats diamonds gleem yea you lost it g

Runnin like a track star jesse owens b

Im real in the field 

Chriogenic watch yo ass freeze

Get back get back

4x4 with a bomb in the back

Take yo ass ransack yo pad 

Then leave you in a body bag

Tied up in a lake 

That be yo last mistake

Dead face dead face 

scream my name in the rain 

Black skin hair blowin in the wind

I spit gold while yo diamond made of tin 

Enchated flow my voice engraved in stone

Blow up the microphone then walk home

Back from the crypt pearls all on my skin

My tomb in the back they tried to keep me in

I been down since the creation of sound

Now i came back from the dead to air you out

Produced by SXTH

CRYPT

Blow off the top real quick

Cobwebs in the dash im wipin 

Dirt on me dumpster diving 

90 on the dash look like im flyin

In a higher bracket yea we devided

Ghost in yo door way got you cryin 

Left no footprints im not there bitch

Back in the days put you down in a ditch

My wrist aint froze it dead 

Cold bones my blood aint red

Skin so cold ill be damned 

Water souce is from the land

Shoes got rips theres mud on my sock

Destructed denim thats never dropped

Dark black nights find me on the walls

Painting the city with words and art

Life never been right to me 

Cold sweats and anxiety

Ptsd got me leanin rockin 

sick to my stomach Just stop it

Wake up heart beating fast

Eyes blurry skin feel like ash

Back to the bed watch me go

Layin i hurt no more

Produced by GREY

FROZE

Seen my friend die killed me inside No id never be the same

Fighting my thoughts in the night time kill myself in the rain

Bleed out phone on the couch cant call my homies anyway

Dont got enough strength inside of my head

To take all this pain

Face melt in the night time when i dont sleep

Brain ran into over drive i cant fuckin see

Cob webs up inside of my mind where the spiders creep

19 aint deserve to die why you leave me 

Tats on his face got a heart on his hand 

Them drugs got to him took his life fast damn 

I look to the sky with a search for a plan

Only saw black clouds rainin down on this land

I know your watching over me right now

Hope its comfy where you at my friend

You deserve the world glad yo pain could end

Till the end hope i make it till the end

Produced by ELX

ROBBIN

dead phone cant talk right now

See you in a week oh wow

90 on the freeway how 

Back of my mind said slow the fuck down

No money in my bank account

But the hood i gotta make it out

Dark nights make the cold hurt ow

Glued to my bed i cause i cant stay down

Wrist aint froze 

The top aint dropped

Theres mold in the walls

The door dont lock 

Castle in my dreams 

Black walls witha clock

On day ima climb my way to the top

Cause im cracked with the shit 

Joy stick i hit 

Roll up the dough 

Then i relapse on the mic 

Thats real 

Change up the game 

Screamin my name

Cant see my face

Gon for the day

fuck how you feel 

Man fuck a wraith 

I sqwash these snakes 

With 22s on the big body candy coup deville

Ride with the fye 

You gonna die 

Step to me yo tounge gettin tied

Just another day in the field

Bettah pack yo bags the dead man is back

5% of the cadillac

you flyin through the windshield

Explode up the mic

Cut off the lights 

Go back to my tomb

I guess ill I see you in a little

 Produced by YUNGMEXICANBIH

CASTLE

Leave me behind (2022)

autumn

64 impala

i want pizza

produced by Candle Lights

lyrics:

would you pick me up 


Before I turn to dust 


Im a broken mirror 


What has happened to us 


You tried new things


Left me behind with broken wings 


Im tired of all this grief 


You were the one that clinged 

And I know

You had to go 


Leave me behind fo show 


But you could’ve called 


That night you ran off 

into the dark 

I was left in my arms

sinking

lilliepads

Dropeverything

lyrics

Let me go down the street with a 4 

Pop them boys with a clip like a hoe

Kick in ya door 

I dont need more 

I just want your face on the back of a t-shirt like woah

Rob yo gang with a k

Pull up on a Friday im gone spray 

Lil hoes talkin shit 

Till I cut him up in broad day

yea im talking bout a knife 

Scatter your brains watch your corpse decay

Hide yo body in the woods 

10 feet deep Now you out of range

Told you stop talkin that shit bout me 

before I pull up with a team

(Prod. Jewfy) thank you legend

Scatterdbrained

WitheringAway

lyrics:
Bitch you painfully mistaken 

Yo whole crew is just so basic 

Posted on the street lookin like Mother Nature 

No timbs on me but ill stomp yo face in



And I roll up Got the 4 

got the stick talkin that shit I will go 

You know I dont miss 

I will shoot fo sho 

Walkin the town took my gat in the store

Got a bow on my neck

Got a bow on my chest

Got a bow in my whip 

Skirt then I watch you get hit 

Watch you get hit like a clown

Watch you get hit leaning down 

Watch all the blood porin out 

Watch me flee the scene with no doubt

Prod. SOLSA thank you sm for the beat

dead face

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