L0V3C0KE FT. YNGD3ATH

Insomnia

Overly High

FROM THE SOUTH (FEAT. SEVVERYRARE) (PROD. GOTH HELMA)

LYRICS

Shawty said she was a fairy
Let me find out lil shawty on backdoor shit
Bet sum get buried
Ain't drop shit in some time, how the hell you behind
And still getting carried?
Real quick boy this shit get scary
Pop out the night with a mask, Jim Carrey
That nigga post what I did to him
Ain't no one asking, ain't no one caring

Niggas ain't really on field they on the sideline
Can't even play
Don't give no fuck how they feel
Come in this bitch I'm having my way
Walk down, run down I'm on a drill
Big Glock leave that lil boy on the pave
Heard that lil nigga got heart
Don't care if he smart get put in a grave
I'm tryna ride round Cullinan tinted
Can't see me but they see that I'm winning
I ain't goin back and forth lil bitch not tennis
I ain't stressing a hoe I'ma mind my business
Watch how they act when you leave em' alone
They gone act like they need you
Bitch I might crack can't feed you
Think with your dick backdoor what it lead to
Bitch I been talking to God
And he just put me in a brand new bag
Still take a top leave em' talking to God
Me and gang finna get on they ass
I set him up with a thot
He get shot if he don't give it up
Better give it up fast
I got the same bitch breaking down niggas next week
Got love for that cash

Shawty said she was a fairy
Let me find out lil shawty on backdoor shit
Bet sum get buried
Ain't drop shit in some time, how the hell you behind
And still getting carried?
Real quick boy this shit get scary
Pop out the night with a mask, Jim Carrey
That nigga post what I did to him
Ain't no one asking, ain't no one caring
Shawty said she was a fairy
Let me find out lil shawty on backdoor shit
Bet sum get buried
Ain't drop shit in some time, how the hell you behind
And still getting carried?
Real quick boy this shit get scary
Pop out the night with a mask, Jim Carrey
That nigga post what I did to him
Ain't no one asking, ain't no one caring

FAIRY!

These Rusted Shackles That Hold Me (prod. Dusty)

Overdose (prod. CxnnrTfudoin)

LYRICS:

MOTHER FUCKERS BETTER MISS THIS
'CAUSE I'M JUST VIBING WHILE THEY'RE CRYING TRYNA WRIST SLIT
I CAN'T WIFE A WHITE HOE, THEY'RE DRIER THAN A TRISCUIT
BITCH I GREW UP OFF OF BRIDGE CARD, I WASN'T A RICH KID

"GOD DAMN, I'M THE SHIT!" WAS MY FIRST THOUGHT
AND THAT I'D NEVER CHANGE, STAYING WITH ME LIKE MY BIRTHMARKS
SEBORRHEIC DERMATITIS, MY SKIN'S PEELING LIKE BIRCH BARK
"ANY TIPS TO WRITE?" UTILIZE A SEARCH BAR

I'M WORKING TRYNA GET FAR BEFORE MY LIFE EXPIRES LIKE MY MED CARD
THEY'RE SAYING THAT THE JOURNEY IS THE BEST PART
IF THEY'RE ASKING, "WHO'S NEDAK?" TREAT THEM LIKE THEY HIT THEIR HEAD HARD
SHORTY WHY WE WASTING MINUTES? LETS JUST SKIP IT TO THE BED PART

I'VE GOT IT GOOD I BE FORGETFUL, I AIN'T RUNNING FROM PROJECTILES
I'M STAYING LOCKED IN, DON'T EVER GET IT TWISTED LIKE MY DEADBOLT
MY HEAD'S FULL OF ALL THE WORST OUTCOMES, I'M DREADFUL
BUT DEATH WON'T CALL UNTIL ALL OF MY TASKS ARE MET THO

MOTHER FUCKERS BETTER MISS THIS
'CAUSE I'M JUST VIBING WHILE THEY'RE CRYING TRYNA WRIST SLIT
I CAN'T WIFE A WHITE HOE, THEY'RE DRIER THAN A TRISCUIT
BITCH I GREW UP OFF OF BRIDGE CARD, I WASN'T A RICH KID

"GOD DAMN, I'M THE SHIT!" WAS MY FIRST THOUGHT
AND THAT I'D NEVER CHANGE, STAYING WITH ME LIKE MY BIRTHMARKS
SEBORRHEIC DERMATITIS, MY SKIN'S PEELING LIKE BIRCH BARK
"ANY TIPS TO WRITE?" BITCH UTILIZE A SEARCH BAR

PRODUCED BY NEDAK (AKA DEVELOPMENT)

BRIDGE CARD (PROD. DEVELOPMENT)

Metaverse Munchies by smokethatdank

Know She Like It

FEATURING MY BROTHA SK3TCH / @sketchyangel

SELF PRODUCED BY ME AKA $ANCTUARY

(SK3TCH)
offa seven lortab 
and a fucking bean

taking seven more tabs 
never fuck with me 

when they lie up on this life 
it be dumb to me 

you was never doing white 
till u fucking bleed 

u a bitch made scum
u a bum 2 me 

bitch i’m finna go dumb 
u a son 2 me 

everybody want drugs 
yea they come and leave 

i been gettin so high

nose run and bleed 

when i pull up on the scene 

its getting ugly 

offa molly wit the dope 
like i’m slugger g 

if i’m riding wit the gang 
you know i’m fucking geeked

offa xanny 
make the floorboards fucking creak

($ANCTUARY)
Speaking truths even 
if I'm a pool of blood 
in the end of speaking truths 

decompose the fucker 
who tryed my brothers. 
I ain't decomposing shit 
pull out my Beretta to mop them 

smoking on some thraxx 
with chainsaws on my back 
reach out. Reach out then 
to browse all my wares 
winter found 
(x2)

ratchet ratchet ratchet 

Bloody knives! Oh big blunts (ratchet, ratchet)
Bloody knives! White cocaina bruhh

L0V3C0KE FT. YNGD3ATH

DEMONCLIQUE