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production by maxeem

sure its funny 
but its still jst hard 2 talk abt
sayin that u luv me but its toxic evry time arnd :/
sure ive got some problems but i shudnt b who u talk abt

i dont lik when ur lik tht :/
i jus want another chance
some things come n go
its another one of those
u have 2 push against the stone
its okay no one ever knows 
"wont u shut up? let it go."

srry..

dont covr ur face
its 2 hard 2 look away
didnt work out :/
mayb we shud try another day
im attached to a screen
i cant seem 2 put it down...
i was screamin out ur name
didnt u hear me call it out...

sometimes its 2 hard 2 let go..
i was way to attached..
its like u shuda known tht.
mayb its my fault after all..
losin sleep over a dream
i dont think life is what it seems.

stream

addict (p. maxeem)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-MqFbfRJntA
THRONE 1/2 - KING DUNCAN
FEATURING TROPES
PROD RHINE1K
MIXED BY D0LLYWOOD1

tapped into the bottom of the blunt and its some runtZ
PICK EM LIKE A BOOGER AND I EAT EM UP 4 LUNCH
LOOKING FOR A PAYCHECK PROMISE I AM NOT THE ONE
LIQUOR IN A SHOE WE DRINKIN HEAVY IN THE SUN

TAKE IT FAKE IT MAKE IT OR UR SLOW
METAL IN MY MOUTH GON HIT A PIERCING RIP HIS THROAT
STEPPIN OFF THE THRONE SO I CANT GET IT STOLEN FROM ME
I DONT WANNA POST ITS BETTER IF IM OUT THE STORY

CATCH AN IG LIVE
STEPPING OUTTA THIS SUBWAY HIGH
GOTTA GET A FEEL 4 LIFE
U TAKE THE WHEEL CANT DRIVE

calling out da bluff
time is up
he thought he was gon be enough
didnt block a dust
we made a thousand times ten and its still not done
im 47th president aint no more movin up

LA wanna see me packed
run around in ur circles ima vomit on ur raf
leave a trail of people motivated by my past
closing out a story with the 5th sin of wrath

King Duncan ft. Tropes prod. rhine1k (MV IN DESC)

Lyrics:

Man i know I’m makin money
But they say it’s in my head
And I got my one lil shawty
Imma take her to the end
Thoughts subliminal
Creep on me in bed
And now my thots
Are minimal
But still wanna be friends
Wit me

They wanna fight right now
If you wanna get me listenin you better pipe down
I keep that sticky on me bitch
I make em wipe right out
I put that pussy in a ditch
I turned him upside down

Break
The money chain
Break it into pieces
And I make
The monëy rain
For no fuckin reason
And yo bitchass is a godamn lame
I don’t believe it
All the fake ass vlone and the chains
Yo money bleedin

moneyy rainn

IN THE ART GALLERY IM THE MODEL IM THE SEASON KID
THROWING UP BLOOD HAD A 40 OZ STEEL
MAKING PLAYS EVERYDAY WHILE U BEAT UR BITCH
AINT NOBODY GOT THE NUTS TO TELL IT HOW IT IS NO MORE
THEY JUST HEADING WHERE THE MONEY IS

BUZZING OFF A ZYN
I GOT THE PIN CODE TO MY GIRL PHONE AND I NEVER NEED 2 CHECK THAT SHIT

FEW YEARS LATER EVERYBODY BOOKING CREEPS
IF U SHRUGGING OFF ASSAULT THAT SHIT WEIRD TA SEE
BUT THATS JUST ME 
ION CARE BRO
U CAN TWEAK IN UR LAIR GROPING SCARED HOES

IMA DRINK IN JERSEY CITY FUCK NEW YORK
HATE EVERYONE WHAT I NEED A CREW FOR
WHAT I NEED COLLECTIVES FOR
IF EVERYBODY COME UP SHORT IVE WANTED OUT BITCH

IM RUNNING OUT OF WISHES FOR THE FOUNTAIN
RUNNING OUT OF WAYS TO SAY IM STILL COUNTING
FUCK SOUNDCLOUD TELL EM RUN ME MY ALLOWANCE
REPOST NETWORK SUCK DICK COMPANY DROWNING

U AINT SELLING FOR A BILLI
U AINT SELLING FOR A 100 FUCKIN MILI
U AINT EVER GONNA GET SHIT
I MAKE MONEY OFF UR SERVICES AND RIP IT

Cant throw a bone from this point on
gotta get stamped on

Picked by spectators
Everybody got the answers
Throw shit at a glass castle
make the outside stranger

Wanted out prod feardorian

Nine lives it took seventeen til i got it right
I still remember every action that you tried to hide
U slipped the dagger to ur other hand and took a stab
I aint rly feel it ended up a dream i had 

Those memories made on computers some of em make me laugh
And some come back to me at night i wish i changed my path
I shoulda put my heart in track wish i didnt rap
400 meters u can wise up or u sprint and gas

Gash think bout people reference me as family
U turned to history u cant impress or distract me
Coulda been evil and pushed on for the max win
Hanging with ''I didnt do it''s and ''Peep the facts'' Men

Air of guilt is not the taste to lull the masses 
But i wont go vertical just to raise my bracket
The sincerity was gone before that format rose
Stick ur hand out to anybody and theyll shake ur soul

These arrangements sound more hollow in a studio
Update ur game its become all about who you know
so i cut off all my connects ima just pick and roll
On the train tracks tryna my find way to home

Lost the plot with pole talk u live like a Roman
I can disrespect u all i want youll never blow it
Na na na na na Suck my dick
U cant even say u would cus of ur fake ass clique

No hate in my lyrics im full of pity 
I aint gotta puff my chest on timelines for bitches to fuck with me
whether they can keep me fed and paid it doesnt matter
im cataloguing files im just writing the next chapters

What u gonna end up as?
a bitch or a bum on my compass?

SS,2

This project was 99% created due to cocaine!!!!!!

Lemme Smoke My Blunt Monty Xon reedsnovember*+

Im tired of bitching bout shit i had go head and rewrite my verse
I know that if yall could hear my speech out you wud be sharing the words
And i got tired of hearing u talking i turn up the volume all on nerds
I wont let up til i hear a yes sir drop on ur knees and kiss on the earth
Bitch
 kiss on the earth
 
Give my cane
I gotta pull u off stage
U looking lamer than ever

How u a junkie with all of that money
U sipping pain cus ur peer pressured
Juke me out but i press the space bar
Now ur on the ground sorry as shit

It gon matter if i press the 3 key and u laid on the ground like a bitch
Keep it hush hold shift cus u dont know what u started how it could end
I resent all the roleplay cus its cliche and make too much sense

I wanna sound like Rollins i wanna go out like him on book tours and shit
I know if we had a problem Discussion could solve it but id just say how it is 

I got a grocery list
Youre at the top and my favorite dish
Im gonna drive to the store ina Beamer and step out in some raggedy sweats

I wanna be invisible to my hometown I dnt  wanna coexist
I am not Saturn Im ulysses drenik I will not fall for identify shift

Im not celebrity i am not perfect I barely feel intermediate
But im honest and if im being real I aint wanna try sticking to older shit

I talked to an older woman and she stalked me saying that shed woulda died the dick
I told her ass to watch out for her kid and leave me alone and dont stream my shit

Clutch my key between my knuckles u aint gonna see when i swipe
how can i take ur word at face value i barely trust whats happening inside
Its gon take some time until im right and hit that finish line
I wont get pulled over im too sober, B.A.C lemme drive

All I see (prod. coni miiura)

https://soundcloud.com/kurse11
https://soundcloud.com/fvckriv
https://soundcloud.com/brayamm

MOTION FT KURSE11 & RIV (PK & BRAYAM)

lavigne prod me

TRACK 3/3
L.S.D : LESS SUNNY DAYS 2.21.2020

moneyy rainn

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