Don’t force baseball on me!!!

Coach Peterson sucks but he did give in we hope y’all enjoy 

I’m standing on the mound 
I’m staring out to thousands of crowds but you 
Stood out to me most 
Better make it now I don’t wanna let you down
Three balls fly past and suddenly I’m out
And It was awkward ride home
Three blocks had past and we didn’t even talk at all 
Didn’t even talk face dull
And I see you staring at the rear view mirror
Looking at me in disgust 
I tried my best it’s not good enough
I didn’t even like baseball I did it for you

I’m swinging bats to make you proud
But you never really thought of it like that
Home runs I did it dad
We even had father sun chants 
He sees me in him 
But I don’t see him in me 
We’re not the same
Lives lead differently
Twenty years from me 

My dad got me a new bat 
Told you I don’t want one you knew that
I know for sure that you don’t give damn
You just want me to go pro so you can 
brag to your friends
I’m really doing all I can
But I can be the man you want
I can be the son you asked for

Small Town Baseball (gaxillic)

SURPRISE

LYRICS:

sinning still

singin still

make a track get to leanin back, benadryl

i could end his whole career think he knows it, still

i ain't done with shit till i get my fill 

eatin all this cake like a fat guy will

i used to have a plan now i wing life, chill

its all good, lay low and know the bite wont kill

cuz the barks way bigger

i am tired of you fathers talkin shit up

in comments worry bout your kid not me

swizz will get petty on you boys mind me

for sure

pay attention 

i'll say this one time never again

there has never been a day that i haven't been the same so the hate wont make a damn difference

still got the sword we can quick fence

i ain't talkin bout a blade that's my dick then

cupped in my hands cuz i walk slick when

i grab mines and i feel like the king sent 

me down here to turn dads into bitches

hahahahaha

worry bout your kid mf 

shut the fuck up about me

stick to your day job

stick to your day job

hook

i said ole

big steppin to her crib to get laid

sleepin over cuz you know i stay late

wake up hit again okay

i got a job boy im always gettin paid

i got a jaw boy im talkin all day

ion wanna hear shit about flames

ion wanna know shit about lames

i just wanna get money, go slay

reload go spray

good smoke, good game
x2

hook

this a chefs kiss

heard a lil guy talk his instagram shit

hes a chef, hes a dud, hes a small bitch

grown man but he can't tell me a thing

cuz im great and he's lame and he's broke, underpaid 

and he wonders 

why he's on my page goin crazy

fanned out adults send shots send hate

i'll send it right back, get to work, all day

i promise

STICK 2 UR DAY JOB (prod. swaine)

I still need you 
Do you need me?
Ur love is ice cold 
And I’m freezing 
I won’t leave you 
Dont leave me
Where’d the years go?
There fading 

I still need you 
Do you need me?
Ur love is ice cold 
And I’m freezing 
I won’t leave you 
Dont leave me
Where’d the years go?
There fading 

Would you even care if I’m not here 
I was so faded wearing moncler 
I need prescriptions not to feel fear 
I wake up everyday but I’m still here 

The earth is in rotation but it stops when your around 
I can’t feel my feelings I can’t feel my own frown 
Everyone is after me it’s hard for me to stand my ground 
I just feel useless everyday year round 

Yea yea yea 

Let me take a sip 
Swerving in my friends whip 
Let me take a trip 
Xanax or klonopins 
I feel sad again 
wouldnt wan do that again 
If ur heaven sent 
Then why the devil is on my bed?

I’ve came out of the mud 
I’m a muck I’m so yuck 
Everybody in my phone 
Don’t give a fuck 
Won’t give a fuck 
Maybe I’ll feel fine when I’m drunk 
Double fisting cups of bud
Then I spark a blunt 
Then watch the girl I love run

watch her run from me

never want you back [prod. tores]

Aesthetic - vails x clown
Lyrics:

I don’t get it 
Let u in my life and I regret it 
Hate ur fucking methods 
Yeah u make me so pathetic 
I don’t get it 
Every time I’m there u left me bleeding 
So aesthetic
I need a medic
heart ain’t here it’s copestethic
I don’t get it
I need a sorry buti know u really  ain’t apologetic
So pathetic
 I don’t get it 
I just need a break from all this 
So i can get over it
Cus i cant cope with this 

I cant cope woth this
Dont think much
need some guidance
Ive Lost my touch
Had your hand in mine
Then it burnt 
Need an excorsit
Im so hurt 


Facing my demons I’m put the the test
Wearing my heart on my sleeve not my chest 
Fuck it I’m trying I’m doing my best 
All these fuckers gone take me out
But it’s all bless 
Lous vuitton on my shirt and my vest 
But the money aint workin im still a big mess 
Tryna keep you like a mission impossible
Fuck it im criyng bitch i am so miserable

I don’t get it 
Let u in my life and I regret it 
Hate ur fucking methods 
Yeah u make me so pathetic 
I don’t get it 
Every time I’m there u left me bleeding 
So aesthetic
I need a medic
heart ain’t here it’s copestethic
I don’t get it
I need a sorry buti know u really  ain’t apologetic
So pathetic
 I don’t get it 
I just need a break from all this 
So i can get over it
Cus i cant cope with this

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Aesthetic

w/yungcray & Liru - Light (prod. CRCL)

prod. @prodcxrter
LYRICS
Fax spit, these wheels are losing traction
Front wheel drive the way im splitting thru the traffic
Monster in my hand, its only noon im on my second can
im heading to the skylines like a lifted ram

Riptide, rick owens, match em with the truey jeans
Slip n slide, i shift to drive, n gas it down the street
Hate me if you hate me im still dropping every week
Im an ‘80s office fax machine cuz thats the way i speak

Spitting fax, printing paper hella racks
Chevy cobalt whip it fast, Where tf u at? 
Missing ping yo ass, Turn ur screen to grey n black
Ima pop up in the corner like a fkn union jack
Platform fighter wipe u off the map

wipe u off the map if i say so
Knock knock at the door but this is not sofaygo
Face turning red just like a ripe tomato 
Blospar philosopher geek me up to plato
1v1 me brain to brain, ill mould him like some playdough
fame to fame exchange rate im nothing more than pesos

ima break thru every wall just like the kool aid man
Even if u say i cant ima do it cause i can
Im the goat, the best to ever do it
Do the most even if its not congruent
Blospar bible bitch yk i cause a nuisance 
Ima be the teacher and youll always be a student
Chop chop lets get to it

Riptide, rick owens, match em with the truey jeans
Slip n slide, i shift to drive, n gas it down the street
Hate me if you hate me im still dropping every week
Im an ‘80s office fax machine cuz thats the way i speak

Spitting fax, printing paper hella racks
Chevy cobalt whip it fast, Where tf u at? 
Missing ping yo ass, Turn ur screen to grey n black
Ima pop up in the corner like a fkn union jack
Platform fighter wipe u off the map


fax spit [prod. cxrter]

Run away
I aint coming back to you
The pain that you caused me
I feel no value
Why?
Why do you make me feel so worthless
All of this depression im immersed in
And all the love I had for you no words then
Now I'm feeling empty so imperfect
You made me feel like shit im such a burden

Paint another picture
Then wash it away
With some liquor
I wash it away
With this burn in my throat
When I get sad I pour me some more
When I get sad I load a .44
I aim at my chest and I aim at my core
I empty the chamber
I fall on the floor
I'm living my life I'm deep in the morgue
Then I wake up

[Skele]
I'm waking up and it's dark
5 in the morning don't know where you are
I should've known from the start
I should've known you were bad for my heart
I feel so worthless, so selfish
And I hate your guts
I know for certain
You're not worth it
But I miss your touch
Holding on
Way too long
So let me down
I'm not strong, ill stay calm and keep you out
You see that it hurts me and it hurts us
So I let you through
You always curse me still lurking
Like I know you do

(should've done my part before I fell apart)
(I should've known much sooner, that there's no future)

worthless w/ skele (prod. ryan kelly x cardo)

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Spray, spray, spray, spray, yeah
Spray, spray, spray
You’re dead, yeah
Out on the block with a full stendo
Eyes on the prize, can’t fuck with no bitches
I got what you want, i’ma real dealer
I already died, you can’t hang with us
I don’t drink lean anymore
I’m one with the cup, fell in my wok
Twist me up
Your shorty such a feen on my block, on gang
Your shorty sending things when your out, no cap
Bitch don’t make me spin down your block
Make it hot
Double that, homie’s Benz dropping tops
Miss no targets
Bitch we counting green, we ain’t boxing
We’ll box you
Pull up with the beam, let it fly
Bitch don’t die, yeah
Don’t die
Bitch don’t die, yeah
Bitch don’t die fucking with me
Bitch don’t die
Die, don’t die, don’t die, don’t die
Don’t die, don’t die fucking with me
Spray, spray, spray, spray, yeah
Spray, spray, spray, spray, yeah
Spray, spray, spray, spray, yeah
Spray, spray, spray
You’re dead, yeah

JACKET AND BODHI

EmptyVessel, Vessel, Eden!sEmpty
Down to collab!!

w/yungcray & Liru - Light (prod. CRCL)

Eden!sEmpty

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