格里是 ger r y

Ghosts are in the 32nd Ward (prod. Yungmexicanbih)

Produced & Mixed by Zepfire

Lyrics:
Yea Yea
Yea Yea
Yea Yea
Yea

In the field
Trained to kill
I really will,
I really will
Let blood spill
I cant shake the feeling
Yea we bout to make a killing
Make a million
Pop a xan and I turn to a villain
Been through it ain't no damn healin'
Ice cold yea no damn feelings
Self made millionaires no damn ceilings
Yea it's been a lot of cold damn winters
My nigga they know that nigga, yeaa yea

Yea, now a nigga poppin'
Yea poppin' like acne
Runnin' laps around these niggas like a track meet
Roll the windows down nigga from the back seat
Chase em down like a taxi (Ay)
Yea nigga go swimmin' in the black sea (Ay)
Shoot em swishes like manny
Yea nigga know better than to tax me
I'm like the gingerbread man yea catch me if you can,
But these niggas cant catch me
Yea these niggas cant match me
Come into the city little nigga 'less you ask me

In the field
Trained to kill
I really will,
I really will
Let blood spill
I cant shake the feeling
Yea we bout to make a killing
Make a million
Pop a xan and I turn to a villain
Been through it ain't no damn healin'
Ice cold yea no damn feelings
Self made millionaires no damn ceilings
Yea it's been a lot of cold damn winters
My nigga they know that nigga, yeaa yea

6ixside

Undivided

Snowflakes on my phone

“Not The Same”

GREY - https://on.soundcloud.com/PyjoVGQSTLrKZp7q6


Say that you’re right but I don’t see that
Act like a fake you gon get slapped
If it ain’t true I don’t fuck with that
Motherfucka go on
Go and talk about an arm
In yo little fucking song
We don’t really fuck with that
We don’t really like that rap
You do it too wrong
Go and lock the door, turn off the light
Let me fucking write, poems out of spite
Grey is the fog in yo mind when you lie
Rust inside my fucking eyes
Twitch and shake and feel the blur
No fucking image, no fucking tension
Acting like you good Imma teach ya how you could
Take a seat and watch the woods
Cause im always in the forest, creeping like the fucking poorest
Soil in my boots I got mud on my face
It’s deep in my roots
If it’s gloom
Imma go and let loose
Motherfucka act hard then later be a bitch
Juh
Motherfucka tryna bring a switch– blade
Tried to mess around then he got– played
I am the reason you got–made
Imma go and throw the shade
Fuck the pay, I don’t relate
You on display, i am the shade
Juh, not the same



Deep in the gloom 
Blue ocean is your tomb 
In the room smoking all the fumes 
Mary Jane, I feel the doom, I’m small like a grain 
I feel the fucking chains 
Can never explain the pain in my membrane

Decaying when I wake and every minute of the day 
Participate in bad habits, damage my brain 
Managing, tryna get through and maintain 
Only thing that gets me through is trying every strain 

Thinking and causing my pain 
question if I’m even sane
sunny but inside it’s rain 
Debating just  slicing my veins 
As I smoke I Watch it twist and then disperse 
My Organs blackened like a hearse
My head is static vhs reverse 
Like the ring I’m cursed 
I was coughing the pain right out my chest
Infesting death inside my head 
I was blocking everyone and laying in  bed 
My whole body filled with the  dread 
I was Wishin I was dead
Finger pulling the trigger now I’m spread 
Alone in the shed, and cops the sped 
But it’s too late wrap me in the carpet 
Ay sometimes I just wanna die 
I don’t even know why 
I’m just thinking bout the scythe 
When I close my fucking eyes
I just wanna get high 
Get by 
I’m Introverted always shy


Produced by Nightraverse

Not The Same [ft. GREY] [prod. Nightraverse]

LYRICS: 

I’ve been forgotten 
Always coughing out my lungs
Smoking too often
Day after day these walls are closing in
I can’t win
I can’t feel anything
And now you’re with him
I’m sleeping on the floor again
Rotting in my coffin 
Too high to go outside or leave my room 

Where’d he go? Nobody knows, no one cares
Either hated or ignored, talking over me because you’re bored of this
Feel like I don’t exist, wouldn’t be missed if I left
And what the fuck am I living for? 
My heart’s broke and sore
And everybody’s expecting more from me
Maybe next time we’ll get it right
Let the fire burn behind my eyes every night

from the bottom of the bottom

thisisntfashion - like shady (old times sake REMIX)

Pressure (Unofficial audio)

Frieza

A blend of rap and R&B with a retro-hip-hop vibe

i want you

“3AM” is a late-night confession — a snapshot of silence, regret, and self-reflection.
Written in the stillness of early morning hours, this track captures the weight of memory and the numb drift through emotion. It’s about losing people, losing yourself, and still reaching for clarity through the chaos.

With a moody, atmospheric beat and vulnerable lyricism, “3AM” sits somewhere between lo-fi trap and R&B. It’s a moment of truth told through melody — raw, simple, and real.

Written, performed, and recorded by Brandon Giles
Mixed at Fang Studios

3 AM

Who the fuck is Dusai?

Dusai is a Florida based artist who takes inspiration from everywhere. From tattoos and weed, to broken hearts and the highs/lows of bipolar disorder. Dusai will steal your girlfriend and fuck it up somehow all in the same day. A very sensitive, but in your face artist. If you haven’t listened yet, you’re missing out, big time.