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FCKEDUP TRILOGY

[Verse I: Yung $no]
six-six-six
hanging on the noose
like im depending on it with my life
but suicide is what I choose, 
to tell the truth 
I rather not have a knife to make it loose
instead I’d trade it for a gucci belt or something cool
then ya say you can’t get it with some lame
excuse
bitch don’t get confused
might light a fuse you can’t defuse
bitch better put your hands up before I shoot
cause I think your time is due
it’s time for you
to get the fuck up-up-up out of my face
unless you wanna rest in peace bitch
while I rot away in the waves of pain
getting buried under grains of sand
while my head exposing my brain
course matter grey, 
no need for a blinker when im stranding in my own lane
rather rot in my grave instead; insane I’ll remain

[Verse II: Lil Trauma]
you know I got some bad habits 
and mental issues
call me a dope addict
when I smoke I turn into Vishnu
when a motherfucker turns to see me
they ain’t even quick enough
told this bitch to pipe down
I guess she’s had enough
when you see that red light
everybody rush inside
I don’t think they realize
I smoked to have red eyes
so why do you think i’m so gone?
maybe that’s why im in the wrong
fuck yo opinion ima hit this bong
gon’ smoke my problems away until dawn

Where’d that come from? How’d that get there?[Prod. XanaxBrothers]

[Verse I: Cold Abyss]
well now hold up let me get 
a sip of that foreign drink
get the room spinning
while my mind can’t even think
smoke in my eye
gotta make sure to blink
hoe wanted me forever
I said nah we just link
i’m flipping in the air
like a roller coaster
all these bitches on me
like a blower motor
my suicidal life
yea i’m that boaster
ima take a bath
with my plugged in toaster

[Verse II: INFERNO THE BURNING SHOGUN]
tell me why these bitches want me so bad
when I don’t want myself, leave me on the shelf
with the rest of the dust, i’d rather rust
so I can finally see what’s in ones self
ill go to facebook marketplace and
list my life up for sell, for someone else
while im rotting in the pits of hell
leave me alone
im packing and don’t know when ill be back
sell me your fcking soul
my heart is so cold
hoes call me inferno, but I froze?
getting hot from that smoke, almost croaked
kush shines like diamond stone

And i’m back at the bottom(again)[Prod. YXNGBUBBY]

[Verse I: Prince $hroom]
smoking on yo ashes
through the hourglasses
wake up and im sweatin’ now the bed splashes
trying to make my cash in
hoe linked just so can I smash her back in
now let me back in
bitch I ain’t parking at the lot,
i’m not tryin walk this half end
lotta dollars i’ve made
and I ain’t ever spent
told this hoe I made two racks
and her back bent
you know I was bound to fuck
n dip, now hoe wanna slit her wrists, oh shit
take the tip of the blick to my dome
it’s a risk, pull the trig’ then i’m back at home

[Verse II: Dεad Homiε]
now im sliding back and forth
in my damn seat
that’s how I roll, you know 
how we fcking geek, how we lean
on the highway
just to fcking speed
now we building up that heat
coppas all around me like need for speed
now wait—hold up stop
put that bitch in reverse
we escape this red and blue cloud 
in the damn herse
give me the blade, or the AK
whatever hurts worse
everyday im waking up
i’m living in a curse

Lotta Dollar$[Prod. Lil Swedden]

[Verse I: BLACKCOBRA]
I still don’t know where to go
filling all this trash up in this empty hole
all these hoes done took a 1/3rd of my soul
light up a blunt so that this dark room glows
and yea the sun still shines so bright
see the morning milly-dew reflecting off my eyes?
everyday im waking up with the urge to die
so why do you think im waking up high?
so what do I do when im stuck in here?
while my face are in a hand full of tears?
patiently waiting for the end to be near
running outta ammo so no need to fear
as im creeping towards the pill bottle
second guess about leaving my problems
second guess again; it’s the only thing to solve it
smoke another spliff, just to calm it, please don’t call me

[Verse II: WHITERXBBIT]
I wanna sky dive off a cliff with no parachute
while I’m real high
see it in my eyes?
how bad I want to suicide?
take me for that ride
do you realize?
that your falling 200 feet per second at max height
yes I do 
im just excited 
for the end of my life
as my death arrives you can laugh it off
as my death arrives you can laugh it off
all of y’all will figure out that i’m better off
so I take a sawed off to take my head off
putting my hands in front of my face
cause I don’t like the way I look anyway so why would I let anyone else see that part of me? wish all of these fuckers would just leave me be
just leave me be

Mornin’ Bake(eases the pain)[Prod. Laurxchu & gusuck]

[Verse I: Spooky da Scary]
9/13 at 9:13
watch me rise and illuminate
friday the thirteenth
the sky is so bright 
when I resonate 
strap me to a rocket then send me through the galaxy
yep okay, I think it’s time to go cut my throat, how I hit a ghost
all problems involving me I boast I don’t give a fuck—no, 
middle fingers up while I ride the wave to the suicidal coast, hoe
as I look up, I can see all ya haters watching
like some zombies that are plotting, just to give me brain
what these hoes wanting
too quick to pantie dropping
as i’m sobbing, she’s slopping
Ion think she gives a fuck cause im fucking sloshing
oh shit
it was all a fucking trap
hoe said she loved me then proceeds to stab my back
I knew that shit wasn’t real I was filling in the gaps
in my skele-bones I could feel
my spine about to snap


[Verse II: $carecrow]
i’m that $carecrow smoking on the blunt
resin covered lungs
ain’t hear me cough im busy getting numb
all these bitches don’t want love
they just want pussies touched
bitch is lucky just to give me head I ain’t here to front
if you want me to be honest i’ve cheated on death
a couple times, so I guess im no less than my ex
nah that ain’t a flex
my mind’s a fucking mess
leave the gun and me alone just to fucking test
E-I-G-H-T-Y
eighty-six
S-I-X
you know what is the clique
throwing up my guts and my brains, oh shit
poison in my lungs but I ain’t even sick
riding down the block in the camoed’ hummer
while i’m beating on these bricks like a drummer
hot hazy climate back burning summer
depression in all the seasons what a bummer

Friday the XIIIth[Prod. error.mp3]

[Verse I: Mr. Nice Guy]
i’m just smoking
while i’m floating to the top of the ocean 
i’m overdosing off of dope but still no buzz
i’m still choking up
from the fact you told me I was chosen, now i’m broken
pull the knife from my back, now i’m leaking blood
rather just sip my tea in peace
all this bitches don’t want love they want the d
these hoes rather see me bleed
as i’m hanging from the noose you probably seen me seize
laugh it off laugh it off
I make these hoes sad when I leave


[Verse II: Pimplicious]
as the blunt is getting passed back
I ash it on my hoes ass 
like the lambo I hit the gas 
cause these blunts are cherry wrapped rolled fat covered in keef and dab wax
have at it
you know I gotta have at it, cause i’m a dope addict, but it’s the only way I stay calm
the way I stay calm is by hitting the blunt
til I am completely numb
what to do? 
I’m stuck here
with no hope 
I feel broke
so alone
heart has froze
is stone cold
just say no
all these hoes
just want O
why’s that tho?
cause they sold
and they sold 
their soul

Sooo… where are we now?[Prod. goth helma]

[Verse I: 19th Terror Ward]
stood up and about passed out
actually I did as soon as I hit the couch
didn’t even realize until I was sitting up
asking myself why I am I sweating now?
i’m flashing hot, after the hot flash
relating to the bowl cause we both cashed
trying to figure out where im at, 
i’ve wasted eight of my lives got nine like a cat
riding on this winding road
a downward slope, trying to find my hope
do I really got that luck?
no I don’t
leave me in the basket 
looking casket, and half a bag of dope 
better close your gasket, 
when your asking if i’m fine; answer is no

[Verse II: Lil Cut]
getting dosed up 
while a knife lunged in my gut
filling up my lungs
that’s how you know I hit the blunt
leaning back and forth
after the fact that I cough
i’m sounding like i’m sick
but you know that I hit the blunt
sitting at the edge of my grave,
patiently wait
as I degrade
why you think that I hit the blunt
lil hoe shaking ass 
at my open casket
but before you ash it, pass it back
I wanna hit the blunt

Going 200 plus miles per hour on route 50[Prod. ANDR$]

[Verse I: $orrowmane]
can’t stand this bullshit
that i’m living, 
thought I found me heaven
instead I found the 1911
feels like i’m bankrupt 
like I was gamble-gambling
I fuck these hoes scrambled 
sunny side up when we’re trying for a baby
but I doubt i’ll even make it that far
with having a family
probably make it as far as her in the bed screaming save me,
im just thinking it’s the voices in my head
saying slay me,
I wake up then see my face
I fucking hate it, hate it, hate it, hate it

[Verse II: King Amanita XXVI]
be lucky that I came this way
cause today, I didn’t even wanna be awake
and you’ve dragged me to this place
so you can swallow my kids, you should be a tutor the way your giving out some good brain
got me shaking I need a cane
made a new stain on yo face
look like you got sprayed with mace
she begging me to stay
but I got more moms to make
these milfs asking if I bake
I told her, “not the one with a cake”
she said my mistake, and pulled out some kush and shake, plus a rolling tray
asking if I got plans 
for the next 3 days
then I check the time and date
I said fuck you hoe 
I need to be home today

They didn’t possibly think I could walk through the pits of hell, yet here I am swimming in it

[Chorus: Yung Flame]
bout to drop some fucking bombs 
all over the fucking world
we plan to plant it, in planet earth
first we 
burn a church
demolish skulls
and show em what’s our turf
they ain’t standing tall
when the Yung Flame occurs

[Verse I: Yung Flame]
Yung Flame came to tame the curse
and take the keys to the herse
we whip it-whip it up like we fucking
on the verse
their was an error in my birth
September first, should’ve thrown
me out the buildings window to see if I could fly like a bird
Oscar the III
what a damn nerd
actually fckedupgeek
is the name I prefer 
haven’t ya heard?
it’s absurd
blowing my fucking brains
cause i’m going crazy
and i’m going insane
and I got the blade to my throat 
one quick slice I turn to ghost
good to note, turn on these hoes
with no remote, always ask them how tho?
I guess cause im smokin’ but im really toast
just cause I have pretty blue eyes
these bitches wanna deep throat
aye I ain’t complaining i’m just skeptical hoe
the way I be speaking sometimes
it’s sounds like i’m acrobatic in the language 
of tongues 
while I say it’s just for fun
it’s really a way I can be able to communicate
my thoughts without sounding so dumb
I can write it down first than spit it out
like it was a song

[Chorus: Yung Flame]
bout to drop some fucking bombs 
all over the fucking world
we plan to plant it, in planet earth
first we 
burn a church
demolish skulls
and show em what’s our turf
they ain’t standing tall
when the Yung Flame occurs

[Verse II: $kull Cru$her]
catch me running through out a whole forest 
popping off an unknown substance
you know i’m smoking products
you know i’m smoking chronics
i’m feeling super sonic
edi’s is what im popping
go and get these cars unlocking
bust out their headlight 
just to show a fucker what
talking all that shit boy
your gon’ get your skull crushed
pop the 2 advil
now your ready to hit the blunt
had this hoe bust down
nah she just wanted to fuck
I used to have a bitch
were I made her prioritized
but she totally cheated
so I turn these girls on randomize
looking for the one 
who can really satisfy
nothing really beats the nicotine
infused formaldehyde
put yo middle fingers up
to show the world that we don’t give a fuck
we don’t give a fuck no
put yo middle fingers up
to show the world we don’t give a fuck
we don’t give a fuck no

[Chorus: Yung Flame]
bout to drop some fucking bombs 
all over the fucking world
we plan to plant it, in planet earth
first we 
burn a church
demolish skulls
and show em what’s our turf
they ain’t standing tall
when the Yung Flame occurs
bout to drop some fucking bombs 
all over the fucking world
we plan to plant it, in planet earth
first we 
burn a church
demolish skulls
and show em what’s our turf
they ain’t standing tall
when the Yung Flame occurs

Demolish $kulls [Prod. KENSHIYKARI]

[Verse I: No Face]
who was the one that told me that I ain’t shit
told me I wouldn’t amount to shit since I was a kid
looking in the mirror just to see who it is
another fcking geek, pulling out hair to make it frizz
toe tag these bitches just to say their “it”
gotta fake chain on but i’ll still tuck it in
sunday through saturday you wanna talk bizz?
hoe shown she’s flexible after I hit a flip
I don’t understand the concept
these bitches just want sex ain’t it complex?
nah just the conflict, it all makes me sick, like the nic when I take too big of a hit
I don’t want another text saying “aye, at least your doing your best,” cause I already know my life’s a mess, i’ll confess
bust my—bust my head open
so no more delusions

[Verse II: Romeo da Hoe Slayer]
my, my, my all y’all are eyes on me
cause I took the rope now i’m hanging soul free
rather take a knife down my chest make a slice let my skeleton breathe, sleep—bleed n repeat
actually I haven’t slept in around 3 weeks
I don’t want the sleep I rather geek
feel a little pity that’s the human in me
blunt hanging from my lips as I decease
wrapping up this rap, gotta hand back
the half of a bag, just the two ounce but
we still smoke a sack
pack another pack, with the sap
and the dabs, snap back no hat
feeling so gone like I don’t know where i’m at
where im at, where im at?
I don’t really know
what I do know is that these bitches
stay in my lap, as I clap ass
i’m flicking ash, I don’t pass the gas hoe

Delusions[Prod. Hypnotize]

[Verse I: 19th Ward Soldier]
aliens came for abduction
destruction all in the neighborhood
ducking all of these dragons
I slay em and leave them in dungeons
like i’m blind hunting
son of gun these girls soul sucking
pour out your heart and they leave you like nothing
so why was you bluffing? when I was loving?
could of just told me you wasn’t ready to cuff yet
now I look in the mirror and i’m disgusted
couldn’t face the facts
might throw up my heart attack
while i’m fussing
pull down the blinds it was too sunny
getting high off of something, while I’m stuntin’ 
trying to make something out of my life but it all turnt to ash; practically nothing

[Verse II: Terra Pimp da III]
better own the fuck up
pussy boy
eating razor blades you ain’t
gotta choice
I hid your body in the Maserati
passenger no shotty
get the call “we got him”
look like Washington, George
aye
throw em in the pits
show em we don’t take shit
and if they gotta problem
come my way we solve it
fingers up like okay
i’ve been a skeleton way—before my grave
I rather burn to ash and fade away

Introvert [Prod. LpY]

[Verse I: Shadow $erpent]
Dead bouquet of roses
in the palms of my hand
all this drama, i’m the problem
I don’t even understand 
question my own existence
like why am I here?
6-foot pit, stone with my name;
is where I stand
take the bic, light the spliff
just to lay back
take a hit, then i’m next
just to relax
devil told me I can have anything
if I sell my soul
that shit just happens when you taking in too much smoke
the image of death
when I open up my eyes
in the morning waking up
when I try to rise n shine
hell is the under-earth;
it’s better than the real world
take me back home
cock the pistol; aim at my dome as ya

[Verse II: Louis Vuitton Umbrella]
I 
wanna fly
so high
touch the sky
i’m never coming back
goodbye—I fucking hate this life
I rather rot in the pits, while maggots
eat me from the inside
“alright—we get it boy you want to die
we’ll go ahead and cook your body for the feast 
tonight, wanna be cubed or diced? is medium rare fine? if not i’ll leave you on high”
now they asking if I’m feeling okay
I say “yea and i’m feeling great”
as I take the deagle that’s diamond plate, in no-one’s name
just to blow my brains right in yo face

Exclusive $Uicide [Prod. $UMMER$]

The glare from the light

[Verse I: Romeo da Dead Moo$hroom]
I can see the world in a different light
so that’s probably why
why I base it off my life
pull the trigger, as I wave goodbye
when your in trial
just tell em I wanted suicide; that was assisted
I was ready to die
they still charge you homicide
with the amount of personas I have, the charge should’ve been genocide
open up your eyes
i’ve tried and still can’t find a reason to be alive
sleep deprived but yet survived, got nothing to do, so I guess i’ll give the grim reaper a visit tonight

POLICE CHA$E

[Verse II: King Chanterelle XVII]
hop off da chopper
with da motherfucking choppa
blowing up helicopters
with a rocket launcher 
they saying that it’s torture 
who is you “reporter?”
the devil my cosponsor
so hot like i’m scorcher
taking hits off the reaper’s
blunt, call it R.I.P rips
motherfucker you better dip
unless you plan on getting hit
take a sip of bootlegger 
cause the blunt I ain’t even really feel
motherfucker talking shit
better watch how this pistol spits
aye
and i’m swerving in and outta lanes
when the coppa pulled me over
I gave him a warning mane
told him to be safe 
and have a good day
to be honest ion think 
I seen the same cop again

and it’s startin to rain
always in pain
why think i’m smoking—smoking on chronics mane?

The glare from the light/ POLICE CHA$E[Prod. YUNG GENOCIDE]

[Verse I: Kreepy da Killa]
run up all your money like we running in laps
scooby-doo his shit, I took off with his mask
run up on me boy, if you wanna get slapped
told ya boy once, now he gonna get the smack
smackdown 
let’s run it back now
hit the one-two combo 
made ya boy black out
talking all that shit just to get sat down
I know your next move boy ya better reroute 
heard a bang 
and then a pop
hold up lucky me 
my ass got shot
all these motherfuckers want me gone
guess there ain’t a difference between me and my ops
on second thought if there ain’t a difference, 
than i’m sure that they would’ve been equivalent
probably dosed up do you get the reference
suicidal mind, don’t ask why i’m vigilant

[Verse II: Indica]
hit a fckin backflip off the damn curb
lookin like I just got back to planet earth
cause i’m slurring my words, vomit on my T-shirt 
all of these hoes wanna flirt, til they see you in the dirt
“geek, you kinda fine” what these ladies blurt
half these ladies cursed, they overwork when they jerk, 
they need a lil thirst, then they eat me like dessert, while I give em what they deserve or just what they want really 
ladies all around make me dizzy
like zombies their so eerie
strippers on my jeans, no Billie
snow leopard coat cause it’s chilly
and i’m feeling so filthy
just kill me bury me under a city so that 
I can say I was buried under a wasteland that is worth three-hundred milly’

Getting lobotomized without knowing [Prod. YAKOV]

[Verse I: Sativa]
ima be honest 
with all ya motherfuckers
I rather jump off a cliff
hitting a back tucker
all ya fucking suckers
better listen for ya mother
she in my bed
i’m covering her mouth with the covers
yea,
but on some real shit
i’m that fucking greaseball kid
rocking on them jordan kicks
it don’t even match the fit
but I wear em like it is
for some reason bitches want my kids;
maybe just want dick
eerie nights it started raining
ain’t it so chilling?
ain’t nothing, other than dope
that shake the feeling
ain’t nothing, other than dope
that can be healing
look in the mirror; see the only
geek I wanna be killing

[Verse II: 19 Terror Ward]
mirror—mirror on the wall
who that ugly ass boy I saw
boy better fix his posture oh he leaning from snortin’ weed in his nostril, look like he on a call
creampie, more like coleslaw
she got wet before I take off draws
curving da pussy watch how I ball
fuck it pass for a layup call me LeBron
patiently waiting for the claim that my birth was a mistake ever since like two thousand seven fall
when will that get recalled?
leaning from eating the za
fuck her and leave her to crawl
she wanted to do a threebie with me and her bestie so “her” turn into “y’all”
ask her to meet at the mall then lead her to where I done parked
while she on break we fucked in the car
then put her back in the vault
she dropping it low like dropping some bombs, 
im spoiled—she give me anything I want,
all of these hoes still want me after their mad 
cause now their sad wearing a shawl

Cursed by my own reflection [Prod. bykhrxmx]

Music Video
https://youtu.be/OlfQvqhas60?feature=shared

[Verse I: Yung $no]
gas burning fast, gotta make it last
taking off the mask, inhale the gas
so i’m moving slowly
roll around roly poly
putting geek on anything including clothing
swerving like you got the nerve
to take that turn instead ya hit the curb better watch and learn cause you might get hurt, hoe
whatchu know about that roll
rolling up a blunt, rolling down a window
inhale the dope, exhale the smoke
whatchu know? better put on a coat
cause this verse too cold
Yung $no told the hoes no
unless they tryin to get low
like the Gypsy rose, watch em
slow coast, clean it up quick cause i’m
a kind folk, what da fuck you know hoe

[Verse II: Lil Cutthroat]
kush sending me
all the way to mars
as I look around I see
plenty of stars
this weed so bizarre
yet resin look like tar
this world imagination 
people hating, 
chasing for relation, 
just to put you down
try and bait ya
put you down at their elevation 
middle fingers to ya haters
see ya later on the other side
getting chopped by alligators
I guess you met your maker
I guess you met the danger
eyes screaming like head lights
meet me as a stranger
kill me for assisted suicide

DIAMOND $NOW[Prod. DEAD RETIRE]

[Verse I: INFERNO THE BURNING SHOGUN]
burn me in the motherfuckin fire
my death is required, the choir
singing while I rest, inspired
that i’m tired, just to rewire
my body retires, get high just to get higher
cut the tongues off of liars
call me Oscar no mayer
got your lady singing like Mariah
while i’m the one she hired
but not the one who fires
these deniers spin like bald tires
i’m busy getting pussies wet
no sweat, you is just a dryer
like you waving out flyers
i’m a tryer not a buyer 
less there’s drugs in it,
then im all in it, like fries in a fryer
feels like im dying
walk into the kompak store
to get money off my card
balance in check, now checking my balance 
just take the money out from the atm drawer passed out on the floor
when you open up the door
its a whole different world
now i’m at war with myself
can’t get the orb that contains the core
getting backwashed at the shore by a whore, like I scored, plug the cord and record on the shelf, on a new board,
bitch i’m bored give me head it would help
then before we snore we burn up the cure
or in other words we’re was smoking on that kelp like it was a chore

[Verse II: Lil Powder]
chronic got me turnt and tossin
head is noddin, chicken heads goblin
got that good weed that make ya whole
body wanna lean
whatchu mean?
you ain’t try somethin that make you geek
who is he?
just the grim reaper trying to reap
on the creep
like a sneak
take a peak just so that you could see
itchin like you got the pox 
but you is just a fein
lotta motherfuckers hate on me
but ion got the time to give a fuck
lotta motherfuckers love on me
but ion got the time to give a fuck
just inhale the blunt
enhance the dope
exhale the smoke
now infused within the lungs
got some lady tossed and turning
body curvy, moving slow motion
I lied and told her I was nervous
she said “don’t you worry”

I NOW PRESENT, THE GREATEST FUCK UP(ME)[Prod. CURTES]

[Verse I: $carecrow]
wake up and i’m stressed, I guess
taking in my meds
bake up when i’m stressed, like yes
when i’m getting out of bed
thankful for what I got
i’m just always doing my best
i’m not here just a thought
something made up in your head
i’m just a waste of time and space
to keep it short, a waste of matter
just someone who steady getting
higher than a fucking ladder
blow apart my head with
the rata-tatta-tatta
just to watch the wall spray
with blood splat-splatter


[Verse II: Yung Slice]
diving head first when I jump in the pit
wearing jordan’s like they always meant to  fit with the fit
you know if geek talking straight bars he finna spit
throw up after ingesting the pills like I got sick
the way i’m burning bridges like an arsonist
become a vocalist just to talk shit
about my fckedup life, 
about my fckedup mind
im just a fucking mime
dressed in black and fucking white 
stripes
no one wants to listen unless I fucking rhyme so fine
everyday i’m waking up with the constant urge to die, while I ask myself why, more than enough times, still can’t find an answer for my purpose in life

IF THEY HAD A GAME OF LOSING, I’D BE #1[Prod. SPHYNX]

[Verse I: .45 $HELL]
.45 $hell
brought the show underground
pounds smoked out
while i’m doped out
terrified in your eyes
when you look at me
like you seen death
take another breath 
holding on by a thread
I just need a little rest
swing my curls but they dead
got some shawty in my bed
wait now
you got me stressed out
im gonna smoke dope
probably another pound
.45 $hell
brought the show underground
pounds smoked out
while i’m doped out
terrified in your eyes
when you look at me
like you seen death
take another breath 

[Verse II: Assault Punisher]
sleep deprived, probably why I see faces
in my room all the time
load the nine, swing it around and start shooting while acting blind
one of a kind, but still can’t see how lady’s
can really call me fine
if looking suspiciously cool was a crime
i’d be inside the state penitentiary for life
everyday waking up so miserable, 
just waiting for the end of my life
if life is like riding a bike I got holes in my tires dodging potholes but can’t steer when I ride
graffiti all over the wall probably some tall character dressed up with pac man eyes
probably smoking a joint to get to the point
just trying to, and always getting high
looking like frankenstein 
when i’m getting too geeked—too fried
silent when making decisions, no mime
making the wrong choice then feeling more alive
ladies yep i’m shy
probably will hate on me when I die but I don’t care, y’all can cry

HATERS WONDERING WHEN ILL DIE, SAME THOUGHT LAYS IN MY MIND[Prod. SCARY MIND]

[Verse I: Half an 8th]
bout to jump in the pit no sweat, 
like bet, where the fuck my jacket at?
bout to go in the cold where it snows
probably get hung up like a scarecrow
out in the whip bumpin it
i’m done with this, so i’m drinking before getting in
tripping trying to get in 
the passenger seat just put me in the garbage bin
wake up every day
and you want to die
then ask yourself why
but you lie saying everything is fine
why oh why
my mind so fucked up
I can’t stress enough
fuck it, light the blunt
then ash the roach on my tongue
then pass me over the gun

[Verse II: 6th Day Bae]
wear my hoodie with the hood up 
when my face down
so you can’t see me with a frown
as I drown in the idea 
that i’m lost 
getting bit by frost now, send me to the clouds and you won’t see me back in town
that was just a rumor that I made up
really i’m a lost cause, kinda obvious no need to announce, fuck it let’s bounce, no dryer sheet, get the weed go ahead and roll up a pound
think I’m getting wasted since i’m texting bitches without even thinking, barely blinking, but i’m blinking the cart, so i’m cross faded, perspective recreated
getting aided by ladies that wanna date me, if relations start elated, probably time naked, i’m baking while im making shots into shawtys blanket

I MAKE MYSELF SICK[Prod. dynasty]

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