produced by ivy becker

had enough, why they always joking?
life bizarre, kimyou na bouken
combat tagging, im pistol toting
pennywise, bullets got em floating
they done got so much hate, they loathing
kinda feel like ill be the chosen one
finna ball out jus like derozan
yea this come from the soul, aint writing nun
cant you see my heart? how its broken?
finna power up like its dokkan
im protecting the peace, like trojan
& im hunting for prey like kraven
bullets gon' make his body rotate
steal the moon & the stars, what i say
mom was smoking right out the ashtray
now she gone & i dont feel okay

i dont even know where to fucking go
yeah i need me a hand to fucking hold
yeah im leaving earth cuz its very cold
intergalactic, the fucking nebula
pop me a edible, my eyes do be low
im moving chairs around, might be musical
can you not see me? am i invisible?
spitting words of the wise man, im whimsical
take a step back, no there aint no room for ya
ima keep hold, so there aint no losing ya
bitch im a pharaoh, king tut, im ruling ya
this choppa is finna go, da da daaaaaaa
fn bullet, he running fast
once you leave, aint no coming back
always first, no im never last
really missing on what we had

kraven

produced by ivy becker

tell me that it's finna be okay
she really pretty but she not my bae
honestly i really go mia
i scream at the mic like this shit road rage
there ain't a chance, nigga ain't no way
you not standing wit me, then get out my way
cuz' i never forced anybody to stay
yeah and the voices be talking, just get out my head
yeah like a soccer game, my body filled up with ice
that nigga don't got receipts, now he paying the price
that nigga, he finna be the next blood sacrifice
i got katana, like barber, he finna get diced
4th of july, yeah i see all the stars and the stripes
takin' advantage cuz' im the boy that's being nice
you cannot give up too early, you still gotta try
writing my feelings down, nigga i gotta indite

i got the key, nigga pushing all night
you is not doing nun' for me, im saying goodbye
diane, you know that i miss her
i am not sway, don't got answers
i was downbad, but i'm doing better
look at yo bitch, she a dancer
wizard of death, necromancer
shine in the night like im prancer
carti, i been screaming like "what"
he better catch up, he get left in the dust
these niggas, they gon' do too much
left the rest, now it's up to us
young nigga midas, i got the golden touch
that nigga mad for what? putting up a fuss
that nigga think he gang, he not one of us
yeah i be singing, night to the morning, yeah
raining hard, yeah its pouring yeah
'member the late nights, they supporting, yeah
this shit is just right, like some porridge, yeah
they bring up the past like historian
moral of the story, yeah
you gotta flow on dat bitch, keep it goin' yeah
do you gotta soul? cuz' you so boring
i'm finding myself like this shit dory

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