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IGNOREDBYMYSELF X PATSY - Who Am I? (Prod. Requiem Cult)

SKRT SKRT

LYRICS:

Watch how I move
Watch how they move
Watch how I move
Watch how they move

Watch how I move
Why should I move?
Why should I move?
Watch how I move

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Quick coupe, fast car-
This shit speeding down the road like it’s NASCAR
Nigga's know I keep that thunder like its Asgard
I be preaching out them facts, pastor

Me my bro, yeah we speeding on the freeway
Caught an op, nah he don’t get no leeway
When it comes to this shit I’m the DJ
If a nigga wanna talk I call a PJ

*ring* I’m here…

See nosebleeds, da coke, da whip disease
We no lease, da whip, got quick-release
Red on go, not handing over keys

Mad at the class, ya should order a coffin- and da
Smoke filled the air, from da drift, now she coughin' and so-
Seeing as it is, red-handed, da culprit
I admit... played a crucial part in fucking yo bitch

Monster for da watch, it cost me 10 bens
If they scribble down my sins, they might need new pen
Interstate they coppin’, but bitch we on ten
If my car lookin’ hot, we needa new VINNNNN

Quality insurance, I been moving, I got Aflac
Broads whippin’ donuts, I admit, thata Hatchback
Startin’ arguements, I ain’t lookin for that sass back
She pushed to start, my car ‘ready has that

Ram-bo-ghini in dis bitch
Stay in yo lane, musta lee me stalone
Hit that drift with a EEEE
Hop outta whip, she dizzy, getta grip

4 on the dash, I ain’t tryna meet ya dad
Mad with the lash, we don’ pay this in cash
Looking at my stocks, she might see my NASDAQ
I got 20 thousand dollars in my grin like WOOO

-

Watch how I move
Watch how they move
Watch how I move
Watch how they move

Watch how I move
Why should I move?
Why should I move?
Watch how I move

-

Reachin' top speeds like aphetamines
Skrt-skrt-skrt by my enemies
Car stalled out, ain't ahead of me
Konlono calmin' down, got a remedy

Got a fast whip, race in NASCAR
Twin turbos V12, fast car
Bitch I ain't ever usin' buspars
Shit too weak so I take bars...

NASCAR

🅂🄿🄾🅃🄸🄵🅈

𝐍𝐀𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 (𝐟𝐭. 𝐃𝐢𝐧𝐨 & 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞)

night gallery

LONG TIME AGO
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Credits:
Produced by Bryann & Greco
Written by Greco
Performances from: 
Greco, Bryann, Liv Mason, Ella Strooke, Trinity Noelhart
Distributed through 'Greco Creative'
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LYRICS:

Bad lil’ thing, she got midlife crisis
Bad to da bone, she a freak, like Isis
Straight to the point, jump man, jump Michael
Land of da new, this the new whip title

All all
All, bad, bitches, up, Memphis
Cut to the beat, cut, cut to dependance
Lord on da back, she serve double sentence
Down no round, need swerve my intentions

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How ya so fleek? Needa back that shit up
Why ya so quiet? Turn that ratchet shit up
Noise in da back, I’m like 4 rounds drunk
Take on the tab, dat shit adds up

Wine on her bra, tryna dine at the club
That’s what ya get, mix da class, wit a buzz
Eye’s gon’ split, 4 rounds too-fucked, 2-
Broads, Siamese, I’m too turnt up like-

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Bad lil’ thing, she got midlife crisis
Bad to da bone, she a freak, like Isis
Straight to the point, jump man, jump Michael
Land of da new, this the new whip title

-

Bad lil’ thing, she got midlife crisis
Bad to da bone, she a freak, like bite this
Straight to the point, jump man, jump Michael
Land of da new, this the new whip title

All all
All, bad, bitches, up, Memphis
Cut to the beat, cut, cut to dependance
Lord on da back, she serve double sentence
Down no round, need swerve my intentions

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I’ll tell ya what it is
Issa Aperol and Spritz
If they mixin’ da alcohol
See dem’ no spitters quit

Theres some caution, in ballin’
No dress, throw a fit
You best not look at me
There’s only pride in this bitch

Stars in the building, I’m losing my phone cell
Orbitin’ these females, the motive, I can’t tell
She spreading the sheets, and that’s my queue to exhale
Can’t spell “thats my excellence” without “thats my ex cell”

Now let me take you back to the beginning, only better
If Minnie Mouse, got tail, then I might let her in my sweaters
Her father tryna reach her, girl ya know you better answer
Now she-
Talkin’ through that Greco song, fuck it I’m getting fed up

Using sophisticated vocabulary, to my bedroom
I don’t mind if you givin’ brain, cause I got headroom
Kitty wit da cat in da hat, that’s mas-Suess
If this is an occasion, my specialty is my exit

LONG TIME AGO

𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐎

Lyrics


Walk around town
Food labs where im kickin
Bouta have a good time 
Yea this weed and liquor hittin
Took a look around
Chillen wit some bitches
My girl call my phone, told her baby stop trippin
She said are you kidding, hoe don’t play the victim,
Ik you was trifling, saw my glamour, it was shinnin,
Why the hell you lying,
you fucking up the vibe,
Bitch don’t play with me, I will kick you out the tribe, 

I took a trip just to show all these haters and pussies I’m really about that,
No I’m not right in the head, legally brain dead, don’t over estimate my boundaries, 
From county to county I’m good in all aspects,
Mayan buisness or I pull out the Aztec
Spaniard delinquent don’t disrespect our set 
Destroying the culture like vultures we’re all dead,

Disrupt the peace with petty grief,
I got time for this petty beef,
Good kid, bad mother, father out the picture, no wonder he don’t last wit women, 
Last bitch he was wit had a black eye and miscarriage, no it was really abortion,

He then put her up for extortion, 
For her he really a torment,
Couple years later he’s homeless,
His family also disowned him,
Asking god what is the purpose,
Why the hell did she deserve this,
 At least give her the strength to replenish her dignity but you is to selfish,
is it worth all the complaining?
Nicotine making you anxious,
Coca is draining his six sense,
Whenever he speak it don’t make sense,
His wallet been dry he don’t have cents,
I pray that he picks up the pamphlet
Better than using a lancet,
To bad he won’t understand it,
Don’t blame me for being abandoned

Listentomewhenithappensagain (prod. CitiesZone)

"THE WOLF" (PROD. YUNG GENOCIDE) {FEAT. PATSY X PAT RON}

THANKYOULUCY (Prod. Ignoredbymyself)

[hook]
I feel like fucking dying, but there ain't nothing new
Just another night that I'm counting pills, wishing I could just sleep through
Why do I feel like I'm losing no matter what the fuck I do 
So many times I've fantasized about death, that the dream might soon come true
The dream might soon come true, yeah
I been fantasizing 'bout death for so long
Might just let that dream come true
Might just let that dream come true

[Verse]
Lately, I been feeling so sick
These pills ain't helping no more
So tired, can’t even blink
And I wanna die even more than before
Still alive, I don't know if it's luck or a curse
Life goes on, but I have long been stuck in reverse
These fucking drugs no longer give me peace and nothing really does
Mommy always said I'd come to a bad end
I do everything I can not to let her know how fucking right she was
Do my best to keep her hope alive, even if I'm gonna lose her trust
But what's the point ?
'Cause I don't think that I can last any longer
I been trying to hold on but I'on even know what for
If there's a light at the end, I don't see it anymore

[Pre-chorus]
I'm sure not one of my pleas was ever heard by God
I been tryna fight my demons, but they never seem to stop
Got these meds up in my pocket, hear the ticking of the clock
If this pain don't kill me first, these pills gonna finish the job

[hook]
I feel like fucking dying, but there ain't nothing new
Just another night that I'm counting pills, wishing I could just sleep through
Why do I feel like I am losing no matter what the fuck I do 
So many times I've fantasized about death, that the dream might soon come true 
The dream might soon come true yeah 
I been fantasizing 'bout death for so long
Might just let that dream come true
Might just let that dream come true

TO THOSE WHOSE FATE WAS ALWAYS FOREGONE (PROD. YOUNG Y.G)

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TO THOSE WHOSE FATE WAS ALWAYS FOREGONE (PROD. YOUNG Y.G)

DEEPLYFLAWED

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