[RO$ETTA]
this beat is getting me sleepy, so let me take a hit 
and let my mind drift off, deep up in the abyss
no more pain, for now i’m chilling but can’t maintain 
i bottle up my emotions to hide away the pain

i smoke a joint just to relax and help me calm down
but i’m still paranoid as shit and still anxious as
hell 
nothing is working no more, i’d rather kill myself
i put the gun to my head and that’s when the tears came out

but then i reconsider
take my hand off the trigger
what am i doing?
“yo zetta, you good?” “i’m never better” 
i’m on a broken road, yeah i gotta pay the toll
i’m just a lonely soul, waiting for my time to go 

i hit up MUDAH, i tell him to bring the buddha
i got so many problems to jot
i need a tutor, but yo
ain’t on no fake shit but i think i’m mentally depressed 
that’s why i need all these drugs but i’m strictly smoking sess 

[MUDAH]
my pain lives deep in my mind 
he’s bottled up all the time
writing rhymes like a slave 
for the mothafucking MUDAH mane
i get lost in the smoke
so roll one up 'fore i go
i cannot stay with you hoe i got ILL MINDED on the phone 
they said "mane, you down to roll?"
i said "you already know"
and so I head out the door and push that pedal to the floor

i do this shit for the team
count that money, get that cream
like a fiend for this shit 
this that shit you couldn't dream
i reached the top of the tower
same bitches call every hour
asking for kisses and flowers
but my heart been feeling sour 

i got my mind on the game
but never praying for fame
the more people know my name
the more pussies wanna hate
so stay the fuck out my lane, you pussy motherfuckers lame 
and I'm mentally deranged 
you better lock me away

you don't wan fuck with the MUDAH if I'm not high off the buddha 
this don't have to be a murder but I'm that ill minded shooter

[MILFORDDAGREAT]
and i’m supposed to be dead cuz i’m a WANTED $OUL
and just because you give good brain doesn’t make you ILL MINDED, hoe
been fucking with the fascination of suicide 
i don’t need a fucking ride or die, i’d rather have that nine by my side

and breathe in hella smoke, pull my cards then i toss my bones
bring me fame and fortune, rapping with the ILL MINDED SOLDIERS
greater than the heaven sent, that’s what the devil told us

now while i spit this simple flow for you simple minded hoes 
ima go and crush the herb up, put it in a bowl
then all my problems come caving down 
no one can save me now 
i knew it from the start how it’s supposed to play out

the only one home, lost up in the metronome 
all depressed, not fucking with the fam anymore
rolling up to kill the short term memory but now i sit back wondering where my life has gone

@rosettashawty666
@milforddagreat
@_joseph._.chavez_

ONLY FOR ILL MINDS

ONLY FOR ILL MINDS (PROD. RO$ETTA)

[ENVIOU$]
rollin up so many blunts
bitch I don’t know what to do
ridin with ZETTA and MUDAH
you know that we movin 
i got me my new crew 
bitch I keep my blade tucked
keep a strap we bout to shoot
yeah you know that’s how it is
and you know that’s what it do
i’ve been chokin, overdosing
hoping that I’m okay
thinkin the weed will ease the pain
but it never feels the same
mane I need a new escape 
but I guess I’ll spark a j
man I’m always feelin drained
this is just another day

[RO$ETTA]
take the buddha, roll it up
mothafucka light the blunt
and let it pass around
til our lungs get stuffed
cuz i need to get little bit faded
before i get paid 
it just lightens my spirits up so
when you see me around, about
all in your area, know that i’m never not high
just look in my eyes, are they low?
are they red? am i never not one with the sky?
you know, i’m stoned 
a couple of hoes and i’m making them blow O’s
you know, we smoke
so pull out the ink let me light up that indo
dro got me slurring
vision blurry cuz i’m off that ink
lay back in my bed 
it hit my head that w-e-e-d

[MUDAH]
smokin a blunt to relax 
and take the stress up of my mind 
MUDAH been going and going 
through all the emotions 
it’s time to take that flight 
roll up the blunt
light that shit up
and turn them motherfucking speakers up
ILL MINDED ready to blow
explode from all the fucking indo smoke 
so just for the night 
i leave that shit behind
and roll with ILL MINDED and vibe 
you know we slowly creeping with the 9 
ride through 505
you know we blowing smoke 
and getting high 
that’s ILL MINDED style 
roll up the joint
and set that bitch on fire
sending us straight to the sky

HIGH IN THA 505

HIGH IN THA 505 (PROD. RO$ETTA)

ANDRETTI - All My Might ft. SINIZTER x Lil TEXXAN Prod. by Eye Knives

Lyrics:

Doing what I want i stuff the blunt with sour  fade away 
Another day the same as any wasted space I take and wait 
Wont pray your god is vacant like my soul replaced with flames and hate 
No care or time for bitches pester leave me be
Or fill these graves

Venom on tongue I spit with the blade I rip like guts in the mist don’t trip
You think you’re the shit but wince when a beat hits quick 
From the soul I speak though dead in the mix 
I’m bettering ways though living like shit 
Still filling my lungs with tar no bliss 
Could bet on my death soon I need a grip 
But gun in my hand tempts fate what a bitch 

Light a blunt with burning pages ripped up from your fucking bible 
Gods been gone so long the worlds been left for darkness homicidal 
Pressure pent been lent the hand of death before now stuck in shadows 
Soon to be in dirt I lurk for reasons feelings drowning shallow
heart now like my eyes white skin been grey you wanna hang 
meet at the gallows
I got time forever posted in the depths crawl out the shadows 
Walls been closing in my mental thin can’t take the weight just wasted sorrows 
Follow none I lay in vain eternal feelings hollow

WhatIWant (Prod. ENVIOU$)

make uh prod stanthekid

featuring @wavyxjones

prod. @cutoffurmind

Dekae Ft. WAVY JONE$ - Back To The 6 Pt. 3 [Prod. Cutoffurmind]

WE$T VOL. 1- JON*DOUGH X LiL DAViD X GATZBY (Remastered)

[LYRICS]

(HOOK)
GOTTA MAKE EM SAY UHHH
NAH NAH
GOTTA MAKE EM SAY UHHH
NAH NAH
TRYNA MAKE EM SAY UHHH
NAH NAH
IMA MAKE EM SAY UHHH
NAH NAH

DAMN MY WRIST SORE
COUNTING ALL DOUGH
AND IM SMOKING DOPE
BLOWING OUT THE BOW
DIAMONDS DANCING ON ME
FEELING COCKY COCKY COCKY
I JUST DROPPED A WHOLE FOUR
OF WOCKY WOCKY WOCKY
CANT STAND THESE HOES
THEY AINT GOT NO SOUL
AINT GOT NO LOVE FOR EM
NONE I CANT SHOW
BITCH IM OFF A PERKY
STOP ME 
I AINT TRYNA GO
BITCH I RIDE LIKE KAWASAKI
NINJA CHOP MY DOPE
DAMN MY MONEY NICE NICE
IMA RISK MY LIFE LIKE
EACH AND EVERY NIGHT NIGHT
I AINT GOT NO MIND MIND
KILL ME EVERY TIME TIME TIME TIME
IM ON A PLANE THATS OFF WHITE
SHE WANNA BLOW THATS ALL WHITE
I KNOW THE PAIN IT TAKE
TO BE THE ONE THEY NEED
BABY LET ME LIVE
MY MOTHER FUCKING FANTASIES
POPPING ON THESE BARS
NO YOU CANT HANG WITH ME AYE
COUNTING ALL MY SCARS
BABY CAN YOU HANDLE ME

(HOOK)

LIVE LIKE MASTER P
ON THE REAL
FEELING TRILL
FEELING TRILL
FEELINGS GONE BUT ILL STILL
PULL UP ON YA OFF THE RIP
I DONT WANNA STEAL
I DONT WANNA KILL
BUT I WILL
I DONT WANT A DEAL
I DONT WANNA CHILL
THEY AINT REAL
IN THE TRAP SPOT LONELY
DUCKING ALL YOU FAKE HOMIES
FUCK YOU BITCH
CAUSE YOU DONT KNOW ME
ASK ABOUT IT
STILL AINT KNOW IT
HUNNITS ON THE PILLS
HUNNITS FOR THE THRILLS
I DONT CARE
I DONT WANT NO FRIENDS
I DONT WANT A HAND
NEVER DID
ALL THEM KILLAS WITH ME
ALL THEM KILLAS KNOW ME
THATS MY WOADIE
POURING IN A FORTY
POURING OUT THE FORTY
DEAD HOMIES
HATE ME IF YOU WILL
HATE ME TO UNTIL
I DONT CARE
IM JUST TRYNA LIVE
I AINT TRYNA FEEL 
BUT I WILL

(MASTER P INTERLUDE)

BITCH IM WHO THEY WANNA BE
ALL THAT COUNTING IN MY SLEEP
COUNT THIS MONEY NOT NO SHEEP
PROLLY SLEEP THE WHOLE WEEK
ON A PILL I NEED SOME MORE
NEED A GRIP I NEED A HOLD
OH THAT LATE NIGHT GOT MY SOUL
MOBBING LATE NIGHT WITH POLE
IM THE ONE THEY WANNA BE
COME ON DOWN
COME TAKE A PEEK
ALL THAT FLIPPING ALL WEEK
TRAP JUMPING TRAMPOLINE
BITCH IM ALWAYS ON A ROLL
ALL THIS SINNING TAKE MY SOUL
ALL THIS COUNTING GOT ME SORE
GET MY MONEY THEN I GO
ALWAYS COUNTING IN MY SLEEP
COUNT THIS MONEY NOT NO SHEEP
IVE BEEN DUCKED FOR LIKE A WEEK
ON A PILL FEEL LIKE IM WEAK
BITCH IM SORRY NEVER WEAP
ALL THIS COUNTING NEVER SLEEP
TRAP JUMPING ALL WEEK
IM NOT WHO YOU WANNA BE
(HOOK) 

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FAILURE [prod. by FOREIGN VU]

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