house of leaves

promises p.seye

slash/stab interlude p.seye

turnpike p. heyarnold

swayz p.seye

lyrics:

ridin' to the death feel so nauseous
please don't
please don't launch it
don't cross it
don't cross it
don't lose it
i think that i lost ya
i hope i don't lose you
i hope i don't screw you
if i do it ain't my fault cause
i got a couple of screws loose
different colored stones on top of my neck
they lookin' like froot loops
been on this shit forever since like i was like 14
using my fruity loops

in the 17' bitch i swerve
not in the amg
im in the urus
and i'll be real to my death
until the herse
they say this shit is a blessing
but it's cursed

when they switch up on you
i swear that shit is the worst
give a 100 of yourself you steady
puttin' in that work
do you know how it feels
to be knee deep in dirt?
yeah one with the earth
that shit is the worst

ridin' to the death feel so nauseous
please don't
please don't launch it
don't cross it
don't cross it
don't lose it
i think that i lost ya
i hope i don't lose you
i hope i don't screw you
if i do it ain't my fault cause
i got a couple of screws loose
different colored stones on top of my neck
they lookin' like froot loops
been on this shit forever since like i was like 14
using my fruity loops

14 p. towa

cur3mytr4g3dy

STOPCOMPARING (feat.KILO)

lyrics:
yea red light, run it
big time, rushin'
black and white, russian
top tier, shooter
got the sight, finna smoke him
if that don't work, got the nine
finna poke him
swag game, swag game yea
got it chokin'
bitch i'm fried
out my damn brain
yea got it dopin'
and my girl
gettin' good grades
yea she be knowin
mix that "DJ" with "Hennessy"
yea we got a potion

yea i can't lie
but it feels so right
it's been a while
since i've felt alive
i'm just glad you came with me
on this fuckin' ride
and i'm glad you hangin' with me
really down to die

and one
everyone
drive the fusion like i was in F1
i got no kids
but they are my damn sons
tryna keep me down
hold me like some ransom
but i fled

yea red light, run it
big time, rushin'
black and white, russian
top tier, shooter
got the sight, finna smoke him
if that don't work, got the nine
finna poke him
swag game, swag game yea
got it chokin'
bitch i'm fried
out my damn brain
yea got it dopin'
and my girl
gettin' good grades
yea she be knowin
mix that "DJ" with "Hennessy"
yea we got a potion

STOPCOMPARING (feat.KILO)

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