People sleeping on this song you voice and the best go so perfect together

SINS OF THE FATHER PROD BY (DONNIEKATANNA X LEVEL!)

Chill bill got me high but i cant smoke wit yall
No fear but i think i hear the demons talk
Anxious tell the homie that im bout to leave 
On the real i just really want to hang with me
I been growing up
Just a lil bit
Im employed twice 
For the thrill of it
Need to get my blood boiling cuz i see im way too relaxed
Anger makes me realize where my problems are at exact
I got so much to lose if i decide to fail 
If i said i didn’t then just know that im lying for real
I got my family on my back and i know how they all feel
Im observant, didn’t talk much, I think that is my skill
Family thought i was weird 
Emotions do not appear
Pops told me as a baby that I barely shed tears
No reaction to grandma passing that was this year
My mind stuck on what im stuck on need to 
get it in gear

But there’s pros and cons to everything my family a mess
My brother mad at dad cause he communicates less and less
I should talk to him and let him know but im just like him
I procrastinate and agitate myself just like this
So my therapy is smoking but i must be alone
Making music write my problems that come straight from my dome
If im not alone im anxious gotta pass him the blunt
Talk ab some shit this player did i never seen it
I don’t care for the sports 
I don’t care what he did
Oh the Suns at the ship
I say congratulations 
But i could really give two
I got a new attitude 
Im working towards stacking this cheddar let it rot turn to blue
Im tryna get me a new car with that new car scent
A tank that will get me far with a foreign accent
I never had a new car that was younger than 10 
Right now im whippin a 05’ with that clear ass tint
They can see what i do, they can look right through 
Doesn’t mean they know what im thinking my mind stuck on them blues
My dad just bought a new Nissan that he can’t really use 
He done digged up a hole
That our house can fit in
Im talking me my step mom and my brother all of us can fit in
But its really just us
Im thinking bout me and my dad
Been with him ever since pre k at least he kept me glad
He really deserves an award 
Im working to offer him more
I know he likes F150s and the new year Rams
Even when they were St. Louis he still fuck with the Rams
He tried to stack some of his bread up but instead got scammed
Kind of remind me of me
Get rich quick scams weak
Gotta work hard for real

Growing Up (prod. CharlieP)

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Amnesia by 66mingo X Adham X TreBouncee (prod. reon vanger)

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burned out!

bird’s song #paprob

JUDE X SONIC XO X DOMDOM - AMBIENCE

Happy New Year, I don’t know how I made it. More coming soon but enjoy this story for now. 

Verse 1//
Anger stay locked in my memory bank
Remnants covenants all look the same 
Astral project look right in my face 
Astral projection my revenant plane 
Where are your angels when you kickin game?
Keys with no lock you can not get away 
Terrorist threats in your mind, chuckin’ ‘nades 
You can get knocked, that John wick with the K 
Kid on the block, I’m not your everyday
Neighbors were locked momma wouldn’t let me play 
Needed escape so we picked up the skate
All fun and games till my shoes rip away
$1.95 poppa filled up the plates
Ramen noodle the pot, every night look the same 
It’s 2am, Red and blue on my pane 
Domestic disputes, CPS on the way 
I go to school school, act like ain’t nothin change 
Not knowin where ima be the next day 
Temper as short as my height at that age
Don’t let nobody get up in my face 
$1000 a month but the rent barely made 
Needed some shoes, hit the swap meet that day 
Thought I was cool, that shit wasn’t a phase
No pick and choosing shit ain’t ever change
First saw a tech, my cousins in LA
Uncle Hugo drank himself to the grave 
Mando smoke blunts, he ain’t knew they was laced
Now he just spends all his time twitching and stray 
My brother hold grudges don’t come to our place
Been like 10 years since I last seen his face 
Shit burned flames and got no one to blame 
So I picked up my words and I learned how to aim 

Chorus//
My absence of trust really turned to a virtue 
Bottle shit up and nobody can hurt you

Verse 2//

Right on ya block in that hoopty, I ain’t fuckin beefin unless you is shootin 
Known round the city, my family was movin 
So sit the fuck down if you ain’t know I been through it 
Fuck it lets do it, like really let’s do it 
Say I ain’t bout it don’t want me to prove it 
Look back at my old shit, this ain’t just for music 
I’ll check all you motherfuckers actin stupid 
I been through abuses, depression and trauma 
Got this suicidal shit straight from my momma 
I seen my own father drown right in his bottles 
I got bigger problems than the money callin
Fuck countin commas and peace like the lama 
I’ll up a rocket right in your apartment

memory bank

MEMORY BANK

Prod. by Justice.
Cover Art by Jeret
Mixing/Mastering by Mikey Wizard
Lyrics y Marshall Davis
Recorded at Mikey Wizards Studio
Lyrics: And all my homies
in the mud
or dead 
getting locked up 
or working hard 
to make sure
that they baby fed. 
popping pain 
pills 
or fucking with some adderall 
stay up 
till the 
morning 
recording a couple verse 
hurting 
from these emotions 
haunted from 
all my problems 
calling out 
out all my homies 
and swearing 
that they don’t know me. 
Im just O
G living 
you can see it from the way I walk 
and I ain’t cripping
probably think it 
from the way I talk. 
pleading 
Insanity 
Afraid to see 
my dad in me 
repeat 
the same
mistakes 
hate to say 
that’s the 
man in me 
I 
Pray 
the day
 to come 
I can feel padowan
battling all my demons
and mastering inner forces 
of course I drive porches 
2 doors 
4 courses 
legend like 
John Morrison 
Only doing endorsements
cost a grip 
baby I’m lost in it 
know when I plead the 5th 
found me a better bitch 
Aye 
Aye aye aye. 

I 
know a bunch of fuckers
chasing a deal,
who wouldn't even think twice 
Bout 
paying a bill. 
I'm so great
motha fucka
you would think I be made. 
You a fake
Motha fucka
couldnt even get laid

I’m saying

I 
know a bunch of fuckers
chasing a deal,
who wouldn't even think twice 
Bout 
making a mill. 
I'm so great
motha fucka
you would think I be made 
You a fake
Motha fucka
couldnt even get paid

MEMORY BANK

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