https://linktr.ee/echofromthevoid
Kid Andre
https://soundcloud.com/kidandre

-Lyrics
Post up I’m constructing

Been the architect like Vandelay 

Tell me why you think I give a fuck bout what you have to say 

We pull up with 50,000 blunts lit then do our thing

Smoking in the rain I’m feeling godly this no charlemagne

I got ice up in this chain

You See that frostbite on my neck

It’s like every move that i been making done got em all upset

That’s jus what happens when you get money 

People start to look at you funny 

Why I stay up on them late nights 

In case they tryna go n take it from me

You think you got it in yo pocket motherfucker go n try it 

Punk bitch think you stuntin pipe down we know you lying

I ain’t never trust a bitch that stop the whip then say she riding

Ain’t no floaters on the whip but hoe you know how I been sliding

I got me a vision 

You coming up missing

If you think you stop it or don’t wanna listen 

I cut you in half with this disk like I’m krillin

This world that we live in turn me to a villain 

While you in yo feelings

I’m right in my element 

There aint a limit

To none my intelligence 

Never forget I feel like I’m an elephant

say you in hell 

I’ma make you a resident bitch



I roll the weed up

Whenever I come down

Say you don’t need us

But then you come round

I’m working overtime 

Even when the suns down

You know it’s 51 up in this that be running this town (x2)

Come Around feat. Kid Andre

| $chlick X BrainTripp | Supa Fly (prod. Luka Burr)

DEATH PLUS - FORMALDEHYDE PROD BY ESTHETIC GLOOM X NIGHTRDD

Episode 17: DRE REFERENCE TRACK Feat LiL'WooFyWooF (Prod. NEM.FM)

[Level 6 Hoe]

Lyrics:
Yuh 
Tread worn down on my Michelins
Yuh
Fuck it fill my lungs up with glycerin
Yuh
You can thank my mom bitch I’m disciplined 
Yuh
Bitch I run the game like a syndicate
Bitch I got my cigarette rolled up
Full of marijuana
Cup full of drank, and the drank with the soda
Phreyla been the sickest motherfucker no corona 
I’ve been ducking drama by stacking up my commas

Who who
Who the fuck is you I’ll let my shooters shoot
My o’s look like some hula hoops
My blade swings like jujutsu moves
I love the shit my tooly do like Nardwuar it go doo-doo-doo
Blocked the bitch on everything I’m not tryna get through to you
Aye
Shout out my exes
Give me a call
I probably won’t answer
Probably won’t talk
But leave me a message 
Say what you want
I just need to check
If I got you blocked
I want a chopped top Lexus
Chrome heart trimmed I’m flexing
Yah
Suicide doors I’ll wreck it as long as I go down stepping
Yuh

Yuh 
Tread worn down on my Michelins
Yuh
Fuck it fill my lungs up with glycerin
Yuh
You can thank my mom bitch I’m disciplined 
Yuh
Bitch I run the game like a syndicate
Bitch I got my cigarette rolled up
Full of marijuana
Cup full of drank, and the drank with the soda
Phreyla been the sickest motherfucker no corona 
I’ve been ducking drama by stacking up my commas

I’m a silver chain shiner
Pulled up high as fuck
Bumping in my whip
My bitch finer 
Choppa rum-pum-pum-pumpin’ 
Running you out your designer
That’s a whole different discussion 
Tussin in my cup liner
It just helps me at the function
I don’t give a fuck what you claim you ain’t shit to me
Bitch I pull up rolling in a tank just like the military 
Put a couple bullets in your back
Make sure you ain’t make it back
As I fade into the black
I would rather stay a mystery

You can die hoe
I’ma try hoe
You can die hoe
I’ma try hoe

Yuh 
Tread worn down on my Michelins
(Michelins)
Fuck it fill my lungs up with glycerin
(Glycerin)
You can thank my mom bitch I’m disciplined 
(Disciplined)
Bitch I run the game like a syndicate
Bitch I got my cigarette rolled up
Full of marijuana
Cup full of drank, and the drank with the soda
Phreyla been the sickest motherfucker no corona 
I’ve been ducking drama by stacking up my commas



Credits:
	•	Produced by: Phreyla
	•	Mixed/Mastered by: Phreyla
	•	Features: N/A

About the Track:
Level 6 Hoe is chaotic energy front to back—me rapping about habits that help me get by, little notes to people from my past, as well as just overall fury. The title’s a little jab at someone from my past that I thought was too good to not use.

Album Context:
Track 10. Into Oblivion, released 10/31/2025.

Connect:

SPOTIFY - 
https://open.spotify.com/artist/7ar2nUW3BNxwE4GNYdsmXd?si=xwozk-CiTvm9doFaiLy17w

Apple
https://music.apple.com/us/artist/phreyla/1524001780

INSTAGRAM
https://www.instagram.com/phreyla/

Tags:
#phonk #emotrap #darkrap #gothrap

Level 6 Hoe

Nightmare Frequencies (withVocal)

Lets stay outta trouble this 2019
@SirTripleSix on everything

check out this producers beats here!
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCHtUFHcLkcGlGnn-cj9Qxig
https://soundcloud.com/jahdiyah

SirTripleSix - Loser (prod.Jxhdiyxh)

BL1ZZVRD S6VSXN [BLOKKA $OLO X CHYNNA MANE] PROD. NA$TII

ISAIAH DESHON X MFKHAOS - YOU SHOULD KNOW (PROD. CURTIS HERON & CHRIS RAY)

GET BUCK

GET BUCK [PROD. DART]

(Svdi)
Svdi got that ... AK 47
Chop em down, to his knees, and now he begging
Bodies flood the ground
So watch for where you stepping
Step to me and pussies bleed just like menstruations
Svdi tat his body .. with that BCAD
Got that big box Chevy steady whipping 80
All white paint with the limo tints, black rims, black accents
War ready, Black boots, camo pants
When I hit you with these fists
All these bitches run and quit
Always scared to just admit
That you’re all bark and bite ain’t that vicious
Svdi can’t fuck with y’all to stuck on ambitions 
Faded got me blurry vision
Swerving switching lanes
Might just crash into that lake
And drown these bodies with me
Spent too much time drowning in these bottles
Losing mental battles
Running from myself
Time to stack my wealth
On all these bitches
No one is my competition
I slaughter all and hang them from some bridges





(Lin)
i don’t wanna save my way for fate
i aint finna pray too late for me
i don’t wanna live my life like that no more my time might make me hate some more 
i cannot feel my pain no more I’ve lost my self inside these whores 
i figured its time to accept what I’ve done and progress past the mortality given to me by a fraud 
like p rod
finna make a bitch flip, 360 ,shuv it
in 
no condom 
keep it raw
beat a bitch blue 
use her flesh for a stew 
then i dispose of the bones
over the phone 
convincing these hoes that i am home alone
then when they pull up SVdi smashing them across they dome
now the hoe rest 6 feet deep in a hole
huh
up when i pump the gut 
pointblank bitch looked damn near fucked 
got them guts leaking out the cut 
uh yuh
huh
drunk in love with the slut 
put my dick up inside her cunt 
choke the hoe  then i start to cum 
so what you know bout me
bitch wanna fuck but i don’t fuck wit her
may she rest in pieces 
so 
i am the one which the demons bow to
kill a priest burn a church then bask inside the residue

Come Around feat. Kid Andre

Echo from the Void