just another lil fun one cuz i miss my friends
creature pt. 3 otw
<3

lyrics
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you know it's import
-tant i can't ignore
feeling like forever might be shorter than before
it's been on my mind
all throughout the night
so me and all my friends go drink until we feel alright
till we feel alright
sprite ciroc and ice
down another cup but it gotchu feelin nice
might light up another slice
it ain't even noon but we gotta smoke twice
got a double in my cup
with a soda on the side
chicken noodle soup
way i'm spittin all this fried
with the gx engine we gon bring the coupe to life
in the tx 972 with all my guys

got my foot elevated while we drivin up the 5
06 ludacris followed by nelly furtado
breeze past you goofies in the sprinter with my gattos
feed lines to bitches off my dick like a silo
jesus where the pen at imma write another rap
jesus where the pen at im just trying to get smacked
ayy you kinda quiet is it getting to you bad
we a long way from home when home is all you've ever had  
i'll just redefine my character & get right in my bag
the tequila made it worse now i'm cursed with all this lag
eyes bloodshot crossed while i'm puffin on the zag
i don't wanna talk about it i don't really wanna drag 
you down with it
kiss another blunt go round with it
pop another top go drown in it
feelin like i got to
this pain heavy so the substance what i'm bound to

bound to round two
googling just how to
c-o-p-e cope with
-out chu out chu
(x2)

sour then sweet then i'm gone
feel like this tour wasn't long
nuff with the chit chat
man i miss my dogs
fuck it man i miss my dogs
control alt deleting this song
y'all really keepin' me strong
nuff with the bullshit
man i miss my dogs
started tallying the score
i think i've been here before
went from hollywood to venice
back to crying on the floor
i know this bout to be rough
you know you can call my bluff
we did everything we wanted
but everything's not enough

round two (prod. twix x g06 x thirtyyy)

a lil throwback/unreleased track from 2018

produced by @sorrow_bringer

lyrics
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i can play pretend too
bump deja entendu
brand new system in my whip like
shawty on my dick
and a 40 on my hip
no flex but the sauce just ri-ight
in my timmy turner fit
with a blunt up on my lip
might just steal your bitch outta spi-ight
i'm feelin' sorta sick
might throw up on my kicks
askin' who here got a li-ight?

but my life ain't what it seems
i make all my tracks inside my bedroom smoking trees
choking on the smoke i'm tokin' potent with no ease
off the coast of comfortable and i just scrapped my knee
falling for another one i bless her when she sneeze
can i bust soliloquies like rip to steez
i'm been doing fine i guess just rollin' with the breeze
and some commas in my bank account don't matter much to me

i can play pretend too
bump deja entendu
brand new system in my whip like
shawty on my dick
and a 40 on my hip
no flex but the sauce just ri-ight
in my timmy turner fit
with a blunt up on my lip
might just steal your bitch outta spi-ight
i'm feelin' sorta sick
might throw up on my kicks
askin' who here got a li-ight?

i just wanna ride my bike
all around the park until it's dark i'll take a hike
had to leave my house today cause i don't really like
living with toxicity the demons to my side
i just wanna throw my phone off every near by cliff
hear it hit the pavement as i'm pullin' on my spliff
drive so far away so you can't see me when i spit
open house is over could you pack your shit & dip

i can play pretend too
bump deja entendu
brand new system in my whip like
shawty on my dick
and a 40 on my hip
no flex but the sauce just ri-ight
in my timmy turner fit
with a blunt up on my lip
might just steal your bitch outta spi-ight
i'm feelin' sorta sick
might throw up on my kicks
askin' who here got a li-ight?

timmy turner fit (prod. sorrow bringer)

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Thank you for everyone who has supported me and my friends! i will miss you flowars <3

Links-
@guardinmusic
@daddydandy

flowars x guardin x yung van - lavender dreams (Prod. charlie c)

ft: @barrenwaste
prod: @anobodyreally x @cpt_sad

where the fuck are my friends at?
dont bother hitting me up, im busy anyway
where the fuck is my girl at?
100 miles away exploring every frat

getting dubbed like its payback
for all the fucked up shit
that i cant even admit
i dont care im just anxious
we got some plans to be famous
i dont know if i can take this
money good, but the paper faceless
im so useless, didnt choose this
feeling clueless, send me cute pics
like you used to
got a new life
that im getting used to
drunk in my room
like im Free Throw
in the back row
with my hopes up
and my head down low
man im stressed out
getting aquainted with all of my thoughts
hoping ill turn out to be who im not
grabbing a knife just to cut out the coms
my heart in the fridge where i ice out my head
my brain is a mess, id be better off dead
cant fight up the courge to end my own life
but find out the futures got reasons to live
i cannot go, but i wanna bail
burried in woes, to sorrow i hail
i drink from the veil just to swallow my tongue
maybe ill join up the 27 club

where the fuck are my friends at?
dont bother hitting me up, im busy anyway
where the fuck is my girl at?
100 miles away exploring every frat
getting dubbed like its payback
for all the fucked up shit
that i cant even admit
i dont know if i can take this
all my life ive been faceless

yeah i did some things
i don’t want to say
same as for you
so it goes both ways
don’t need this high horse 
you rode on in
its been too fucking long
since you sang the same old song
to try to get my sing along
but don’t you ever try again
im sick of all this patience
that I’ve been always fading
and try to get back
but its never helping that
i can’t understand the relations
between you and i
theres nothing left
but there always something else
that I’m wondering 
why do you always come back
to try to get me in
inside my own head
to try to trick myself
to think i love you again
it always works somehow
until i realize 
its nothing that i want now
its nothing that i need
but you always try to 
convince me

Follow me <3

faceless (ft. barren) [prod. ʎpoqou x yesterday]

ily all
@guardinmusic
@i_x_t_a_i_l_s
prod @antongxldn

lyrics
sadeyes:
i've got 3 missed calls its only 8pm
how do i tell you that we're just friends
i've got cigarettes i'm alone again
whiskey shots always jameson

don't act like i hate you, you know that i don't
you don't have a reason to blow up my phone

sit in the dark ima play my guitar
ima pray that i make it how have i 

made it this far
this far
this far 
this far x2

look at the night sky 
look at the stars
look at the bright side
look at my scars

emotionally bruise me when we fight in the car
every ounce of hate you carry tears me apart

how do i cope with the pain, every day you push me away
you wanna fuck and you know what i'll say
i don't need relationship shit in my way, stay out the way

guardin:
stay out my way i don't want you
drunk in my bed i won't fuck you
love isn't something i want dude
we're simply friends thought i told you

i don't wanna hear it anymore
your voice punctures through my head and i cannot ignore
anymore these advances are just smothering me quick
let me dabble in the gravel with my ganja and a bic

i think this winter left you colder than the breeze
i think you suffer from another lovers leave
might be just a sense of lust the love you have for me
anxiously outta focus i'm just hopin' i can breathe

i've got 3 missed calls its only 8pm
how do i tell you that we're just friends
i've got cigarettes i'm alone again
whiskey shots always jameson


9tails:
too deep down in my brain again
i swam a little bit and drown
in my lonliness

emtions buried deep down arc reactor ironman
rip two bowls get high again
go face roll on life again

game unlocked
like im notch
tommy flag
on my socks
i dont care 
if u watch
but you cant chip in on this blunt
sad as fuck
so i stunt
drop a track
smellin skunk
smellin farts
in the smoke
from the weed not from my bum

girl i can tell that you like me ya
body and mind that could strike me ya
attitude ready to fight me
speaking her mind and i like it

heart breaker wear it like nike
did you the same and its high key
focused as fuck you cant sike me
ill cover my ears u cant mike me

emotions like blue when they snowball
i come alive at night fall
flow with some flavour like menthol
music turn into a day job

icy heart like a face off
she went back to take my face off
of the photos of us on her facebook
moving on like im driftwood

i've got 3 missed calls its only 8pm
how do i tell you that we're just friends
i've got cigarettes i'm alone again
whiskey shots always jameson

8pm w/ guardin & 9tails (prod. antongxldn)

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//それを明るくする//

follow the homie taylor morgan 
@taylor

lyrics
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addicted
yeah i'm fucked up
sick of loving someone new
i'll fix it
no i won't but
at least i try and try until
you drop me back off at my house
and i call up my friends and they all gotta bounce
all alone with an ounce
imma smoke till i cry
with my eyes to the sky
i got you on my mind girl

i got you on my mind girl
& this time i'll rewind till you're my girl
life sucks waking up let my mind whirl
scroll down on your page & i might hurl
i hate when i do this to myself
write about a girl that's detrimental to my health
lost inside a state of mind where talkings only hell
and the closer that we get i lose my grip and start to yell 
i lose my shit quite often off in august on my cell
when i hit you up and told you that i'm outside of my shell
i hate the way you say you're fine
and i can tell it's just a lie
i'd wipe the tears right out your eyes
but we've already met our demise
so

addicted
yeah i'm fucked up
sick of loving someone new
i'll fix it
no i won't but
at least i try and try until
you drop me back off at my house
and i call up my friends and they all gotta bounce
all alone with an ounce
imma smoke till i cry
with my eyes to the sky
i got you on my mind girl

i'm not your enemy
i'm just a boy
you've got your friends
you say you're doing fine
but i can tell you're wrong despite
the way he kisses you at night
your smile shines so fucking bright
i think i need another light

addicted
yeah i'm fucked up
sick of loving someone new
i'll fix it
no i won't but
at least i try and try until
you drop me back off at my house
and i call up my friends and they all gotta bounce
all alone with an ounce
imma smoke till i cry
with my eyes to the sky
i got you on my mind girl

follow taylor morgan

addicted (prod. by taylor morgan)

way too drunk to think way too high to care,,

stream on spotify and watch the music video : http://hyperurl.co/qpm7w0

lyrics
Bury me in diamonds 
Top me off in gold
The world will know that I'm royalty when they steal my soul cuz

I killed art with my skinny jeans it's a good thing I gained LBS babe 
Or maybe I got better taste aye
I made girls start seeing race

I gotta problem a lotta people they don't wanna talk about 
If I was a fish in the river then maybe I could see a sound 
 
Decisions I would keep I know would swing you around 
Never my talks of spirits and sounds

Yeah

I've got drugs to plan and you've got things to do 
And I don't wanna stop getting high cuz I'm feeling you 

I got things to plan I got drugs to do with you 

Girl you know that I'm on the way 
I'll have you know that I'm so afraid
Was I born 20 years too soon or 40 years too late
Cuz I would have owned the world 
Before the stocks collapsed
And probably have less panic attacks 
I might have been friends with my dad

Cuz we all have dead friends
And some still walk the earth
But we do what we can do to make everything hurt less

Yeah 

Well I guess that I'm blessed because all of my friends know we’re equally dead well at least in the head 

It's unusual 
But usually

We’re way too drunk to think
And way too high to care
We’re way too drunk to think
And way too high to care
Care
About you
About you

I don't care if you don't mind if you died right now but I would be dead inside 

Just close your eyes 
Pray to God that my baby's alright she was in the hospital last night my baby my baby girl 
Just close your eyes 
Pray to God that my baby's alright she was 
in the hospital last night my baby my baby 

Girl you know that I'm on the way 
I'll have you know that we’re so afraid
Were we born 20 years too soon or 40 years too late
Cuz I would have owned the world 
Before the stocks collapsed
And probably have less panic attacks 
I might have been friends with your dad

Cuz we all have dead friends
And some still walk the earth
But we do what we can do to make everything hurt less

Yeah

Well I guess that I'm blessed because all of my friends know we’re equally dead well at least in the head 

It's unusual but usually

We’re way too drunk to think
And way too high to care
We’re way too drunk to think
And way too high to care
Care
About you
About you,

Usual

prod. @ghostrage
mix/master @93feetofsmoke

oh hey, miss ur face
life been throwing fades
shadows on the lake 
oh hey, i'm not okay
sup like hows your day?
yeah i'm doin great
x2

In the back of your thoughts
like the ghost in your hall
I’m the first one to leave
You’re the first one to call 
Hope that table is gone
The initials moved on
you keep friends for a week
Guess a month was too long 

I bite down on my tongue 
u always temperamental 
Scratchin thru my schedule 
room never presidential 
Tell myself to move on 
Stop being sentimental 
back to dabs and liquor 
whipping tracks and rentals 

say its kool 
But its not 
Not the type
to stir the pot
Leave the past 
Dead to rot 
You’ve proven that it’s not worth it 

Ok kool 
Oh wait nah 
fisticuffs 
On the block
Quick to aim
Quick to jump 
Still the same 
you’re still not

oh hey, miss ur face
life been throwing fades
shadows on the lake 
oh hey, i'm not okay
sup like hows your day?
yeah i'm doin great
x2

I bite down on my tongue 
ur always temperamental 
Scratchin thru my. schedule 
room never presidential 
Tell myself to move on 
Stop being sentimental 
back to dabs and liquor 
back to whipping tracks and rentals 
 
say its kool 
But its not 
Not the type
to stir the pot
Leave the past 
Dead to rot 
You’ve proven that it’s not worth it 

ok kool 
Oh wait nah 
fisticuffs 
On the block
Quick to aim
Quick to jump 
Still the same 
you’re still not

man in the mirror feat. pomsky [prod. nicasso]

drowz (drowzee 333)