GROUNDWALKER. [VOL. 3.]

SURF - PRESSURE ON ME. [PROD. MEEJ X XOE]

MEEJ X JVCXB X BL7CKMAN - TRAPTICON.

[PROD. MEEJ.]

24 hours I’m putting that work in.
Main stage I’m in front of that curtain.
17 years all I know is I’m hurting.
Got this money I’m still feeling worthless.
Mind is a circus, I’m balancing purpose.
Tryna filter the thoughts in my head.
They say I’m talented, Im years ahead.
The more that I want it, the more I seek death.
Head above water I’m holding my breath.
Head above, drag me down to the depths.
Game on the ground, got my foot on its neck.
I wanna kill it, I’m probably next.
Flag on the play like I’m Manziel.
Johnny got ice all on me.
Know I’m passing the Test.
Whipping up cheese with the sauce in the pot, know I’m sweeping the kitchen I’m cooking up fresh.

(If I was in World War II, They’d call me spitfire.)
Cuz I get higher.
Off life, no Mary Jane.
Swing packs like Maguire.
(If I was in World War II, They’d call me spitfire.)
Like Jimmy Gibbs.
I’m outta gas.
Left Me For Dead.
Cant get tired.
(If I was in World War II, They’d call me spitfire.)
Cuz I get higher.
Off life, no Mary Jane.
Swing packs like Maguire.
(If I was in World War II, They’d call me spitfire.)
Like Jimmy Gibbs.
I’m outta gas.
Left Me For Dead.
Cant get tired.

All of the hunger I had really left me.
Understand, that my heart has been heavy.
It feel like yesterday when she left me.
Coming back cuz my pockets look heavy.
Move like Katrina, I’m breaking the Levees. 
Used to wear Levi’s in my momma Chevy.
Now I’m in Malibu, Amiri on me, they biting like zombie.
The moment they met me.
Feel like my pops whenever they copy.
Not her father but she call me “papí”.
Red on her bottoms they look like Ferrari.
In the back we get spicy no Taki.
Ain’t wit attention not one for the talking.
All this rage I got left it’s so haunting.
All this pain I got left is so daunting.
But regardless, this money I’m flaunting.

24 hours I’m putting that work in.
Main stage I’m in front of that curtain.
17 years all I know is I’m hurting.
Got this money I’m still feeling worthless.
Mind is a circus, I’m balancing purpose.
Tryna filter the thoughts in my head.
They say I’m talented, Im years ahead.
The more that I want it, The more I seek death.

(If I was in World War II, They’d call me spitfire.)
Cuz I get higher.
Off life, no Mary Jane.
Swing packs like Maguire.
(If I was in World War II, They’d call me spitfire.)
Like Jimmy Gibbs.
I’m outta gas.
Left Me For Dead.
Cant get tired.
(If I was in World War II, They’d call me spitfire.)
Cuz I get higher.
Off life, no Mary Jane.
Swing packs like Maguire.
(If I was in World War II, They’d call me spitfire.)
Like Jimmy Gibbs.
I’m outta gas.
Left Me For Dead.
Cant get tired.

Left 4 Dead. | (Spitfire.)

MEEJ - COMPADRE. [2020.]

Wasn't Ever A Good Bowler, To Be Honest.



Artwork Credits Go To Patrick Brown: https://www.patrickbrownart.com/

GTA IV MAIN THEME REMIX. [PROD. MEEJ.]

[PROD. MEEJ X JVCXB]

EJ:
She pick up her phone, she calling me up like; "Top of the morning."
I tell ‘em back up, this glock got a switch.
So, this is your warning.
I’m Optimus Prime; The way that I roll out before I’m transforming. 
She blow up my phone; Asking where am I at just because she’s too horny.
I rock the new Raff with the Bape boy, I’m swarming these people with water.
I’m dripping a faucet i’m leaking she steady be tweaking don’t mean nothin to me, only thing I care about is the money.
And MEEJ, he my brother, my twin til the end.
How many diamonds we got on our neck? 
I don’t know, we don’t know, man it really depends.
BB Simon our waist, let it shine from within.

MEEJ:
BB Simon my waist I might switch it out just for the LV or Gucci.
I "smoke" him no "Zaza".
He broke but he rich on the "Gram" and his girl taking "pics" in my mirror I met her in Zara.
99 problems I need time to solve em.
"300" my neck and my wrist word to "Sparta".
She touching on me she tell me I’m fine.
Only needed two words.
Suddenly I’m her "father".

She call me daddy, I’m sagging these Amiri jeans.
She got cake, call her patty.
I got bullets they flying at him through "Windows" and "disconnect" parts of his brain now his mind really "laggy".
She said she; "freaky".
I ain’t have to ask in the first place I knew it when I saw her add me.
Ion know why all these hoes got this complex of thinking if they wanted me they can have me.

I got her touching her toes.
Got too many flows.
He not a gangsta, he capping.
Imma tell you what I'm bout to go do, since that lil boy online gotta career in "acting".
Imma pull up to the "scene" with a couple of "clips" "air" it out ion even need "casting". 
These Choppa bullets gon' fill up his stomach.
“Ain’t eat in a minute.”
I think he was fasting.

EJ:
Say MEEJ, ain’t we like that? 

MEEJ:
Get a bag spend it quick, get it right back.

EJ:
Do they know if they bite we gon’ bite back? 

MEEJ:
I ain’t biting, I "Sharpshot"; "Kickback".

EJ:
Do they know who 2Hunnit is? 

MEEJ:
They don’t, so we shooting up like Neistat.

EJ:
Got a mask on my head, they won’t see when I pop out the wraith, let it spray "30" feet from the opps like "Curry"-ish.
She like how I look. 
I like how she- [REDACTED.] 
They know I keep it on me, they know I keep it tucked.
She looked me dead in my eyes, she tryna brick me up.
I put her boyfriend on the ground.
I told her: "Pick ‘em up." 
Yeah.

Top Of The Morning. (FT. EJ.)

[PROD. MEEJ. X GLOKEYYYY]

(LYRICS.)
Shoutout to Dream.
I got a few things to “get off my chest”.
“First it’s a bulletproof vest”.
Yall been Testing me like my name Johnny I feel just like Robbie these Chains hanging down from my neck.
He said he gangsta whenever he rapping but paid for a Ghost Writer verse from a Vet.
“Raphael” Red on my body but don’t get it twisted, I’m Passed tryna Throw up a set.
I left a baddie, she aint understand me.
Still call me: Big Sean cuz I “pull up and wreck”.
Foenem ran up in the lunchroom with all of his homeboys and said they’d lead me to my death.
I ain’t no killer, but I’ve been too close.
Like his last name was Armstrong, he ended up Stretched.

“You tryna kill me, come do it.”
“You tryna kill me, come do it.”

I was like eight.
I was like eight when my cousin said “DJ don’t 
talk to a Jake”.
Momma said I gotta get out the crib, but I’m way too locked in for the convos and dates.
Ion know why some of yall keeping track of my page.
I know that most of you snakes.
Im sick and tired of hoes tryna tell me they love me, I know that they lie to my face.
Lately been trapped in my mind but I think that I found it, I think that I found my escape.
Flooded my neck and up next it’s my wrist, imma show the whole world how a bezel can break.
I mix the Jordan with BB my waist and Amiri my pants and the jacket an Ape.
Ion know why she keep texting my phone for attention, I already said it’s too late.

I took a trip to Atlanta, I step in Designer.
I got Two Broads Now.
Me and my brothers was scammers, we ain’t in the slammer.
We don’t need fraud now.
I had to trap out the dungeon, my phone line been buzzing.
I’m Full Sail to God now.
I had to trap out the dungeon, my phone line been buzzing.
I’m Full Sail to God now.

“You tryna kill me, come do it.”
“You tryna kill me, come do it.”
“You tryna kill me, come do it.”

COME DO IT. | (PART II.) [PROD. MEEJ. X GLOKEYYYY]

[PROD. MEEJ X GLOKEYYYY]

(LYRICS.)
Mentally tortured, I’ll torture myself till the day that I die.
What a wonderful end.
I feel like Arthur the way that I hope that my death makes more cents than the life that I’ve lived.
They say they can’t take me “serious” then double take back on their word and say that they were "joking”.
The jokes on you, cuz I can agree.
The punchline is near I can feel it approaching.

I keep on losing my mind.
I lost it so long ago, I don’t want it back.
I think I’m living a lie.
I know I’m living to die and I can’t keep track.
I need to kill my pride.
Otherwise I might end up never breathing again.
I’ll send myself to the sky.
I’ll end my life at 18 when it’s barely began.

I lost the love of my life by myself, Ion need any help to convey her: 
I’m useless.
Waltz through the garden my chains on my neck and my hand around hers if she speaks imma lose it.
She looked at me and she told me: “I’d follow your side till the end.”
Didn’t ask if she’d prove it.
Looked in her eyes.
I saw her love.
Looked at the sky.
“Lord up above…”
“If you can hear me just show me a sign of her truest intentions and give me the strength.”
“Give me the strength to endure any pain that she’d cause cuz it might push me over the brink.”
“Might bring me back to the days where a glance in the mirror resulted in vomit in sink.”
“Might bring me back to a time where if I suicided myself, no one cared about MEEJ.”

“Baby I’m sorry, I need time to think.”
I looked back in her eyes, she said:
“What do you mean?”
She doesn’t know that I’m still terrified to admit I don’t love her the way that it seems.
The fear in her eyes made me weak in the knees.
The guilt in my heart made it harder to breathe.
But I kept it pushing and I kept it going,
I told her:
“Just wait until everyone leaves.”
Wait on the coldest of shoulders.
Weight of the world on my shoulders, I’m bad under pressure.
“I’ll let her in.”
“I’ll let you in.”
That’s what I say-
“Nevermind I won’t let ya.”
I can’t disclose all the info we have but our clothes in the hotel were off for our pleasure.
I can’t disclose all the info she has but the hoes in her DMs agree I’m a failure.

She told me:
"DJ, delete all vestige that you have of myself in your photos.”
“No question.”
“I waited day in and day out for some weeks and you didn’t even speak, I give up my obsession.”
I tried to tell her:
“I feel like I’m worthless, a tool to be used through my music, I beckoned."
If she would’ve listened to more than my beats then maybe she’d find out “my strongest of weapons”.

I keep on losing my mind.
I lost it so long ago, I don’t want it back.
I think I’m living a lie.
I know I’m living to die and I can’t keep track.
I need to kill my pride.
Otherwise I might end up never breathing again.
I’ll send myself to the sky.
I’ll end my life at 18 when it’s barely began.

EGO-DEATH. | (FEBRUARY 17TH, 2023.) [PROD. MEEJ. X GLOKEYYYY]

[PROD. MEEJ.]
[Sample provided by BUTCHAK.]

(LYRICS.)
When I close my eyes.
I weep.
I'll cry.
I'll bleed.
I try.
Can’t speak.
I’ll lie.
Too weak.
Two weeks.
I spent.
Away.
From She.
Away.
From We.
I’ll lie.
Through teeth.

When I close my eyes.
Three things on my mind:
I. "The wrongs I can never make right."
II. "How many more songs can I write?"
III. "Is there really greatness inside?"
Of me.
I try.
To see.
My vice.
These beats.
I’ll hide.
You’ll seek.

I might televise my death to you.
So you can sit and laugh.
At me.
My life.
Funny.
I was told to feel.
Not think.
Betrayed.
My dreams.
I’ll say:
“I’m fine.”
I’ll lie.
Through teeth.


In this world that runs.
I shall always walk.
Look what I’ve become.
And it’s all my fault.
The happiness I think.
The happiness I feel.
Within the thought of “Her”.
A temporary deal. 


My nightmares grow tolerable.
Her voice remains audible.
I curl up, much like her hair.
I’m minuscule, a follicle.
I still wonder.
Was the choice I made for us dishonorable?
I think I should shut my mouth.
I’ve said too much.
Too vulnerable.

They said I’m killing the vibe.
Oh really?
It’s no surprise.
The one thing that I’ve recognized.
Is that I’m the problem alive.
I think I should take my leave.
Reject her love.
I can’t receive.
I value violence.
It’s my peace.
I’m begging God: 
"Just set me free."

When I close my eyes.
I weep.
I'll cry.
I'll bleed.
I try.
Can’t speak.
I’ll lie.
Too weak.
Two weeks.
I spent.
Away.
From She.
Away.
From We.
I’ll lie.
Through teeth.

I might televise my death to you.
So you can sit and laugh.
At me.
My life.
Funny.
I was told to feel.
Not think.
Betrayed.
My dreams.
I’ll say:
“I’m fine.”
I’ll lie.
Through teeth.

THROUGH TEETH. | (JASON TODD.) [PROD. MEEJ.]

(LYRICS.)
Glock too hot.
I gotta blow it like Tea.
That Fye on me like Boba.
Swerve off the lot.
I do not care bout a cost.
Got green on me like Yoda.
Pass me the rock.
I’m finna score up the pot.
In the kitchen, 300 like Sosa.
She let me rot.
I did it all by myself, Ion need any help.
Keep the closure.


One to the head.
Worth more to her when I’m dead.
Lead.
I’ve been writing my wrongs for way too long.
Still stuck in my head.
I’m on a mission, I’ve burnt all my bridges.
I did it to get to the bread.
They never listen, they don’t see my vision.
They pushing me close to the edge.

Trap out FL, I Go Crazy.
Clips like Camera, Film In HD.
Now I changed up, You can’t save me.
35 clip, shoot like KD.

I move humble.
But you best believe my chains ain’t ever tucked.
Where there’s fire, just know that mean smoke.
That’s sum’ I’ll never duck.
I’m outside.
I’m on the block right now, better call yo set up.
I’m top 5.
That’s at the very least, I know I’m next up.

Foenem biting my style since 15, they still hating on me.
Foenem biting my style since 15, you can’t-

Foenem biting my style since 15, they still hating on me.
Foenem biting my style since 15, you can’t take it from me.

Trap out FL, I Go Crazy.
Clips like Camera, Film In HD.
Now I changed up, You can’t save me.
35 clip, shoot like KD.

One to the head.
Worth more to her when I’m dead.
Lead.
I’ve been writing my wrongs for way too long.
Still stuck in my head.
I’m on a mission, I’ve burnt all my bridges.
I did it to get to the bread.
They never listen, they don’t see my vision.
They pushing me close to the edge.

Worth More Dead. [PROD. MEEJ. X JAYREWIND]

(LYRICS.)
I took a trip on a boat just to feel alive, I still came back a dead man.
You said she want me, please tell me another lie.
Never give me a fair chance.
Things that I’ve done, swear to God left me mortified.
Did it all with my bare hands.
Bills on me Blue got me feeling like Mordecai.
Digg a grave for a few bands.

Yeah, she make me feel alive.
All I wanna do is vibe.
Laugh at me, she never tries.
Now, she make me wanna die.

VV-
Chains.
Get yo-
Bread up.
I need-
Change.
Keep my-
Head up.
Give me-
Pain.
It’s my-
Pleasure.
Make Me-
Sane.
Please-
Let Her.

I took a trip on a boat just to feel alive, I still came back a dead man.
You said she want me, please tell me another lie.
Never give me a fair chance.
Things that I’ve done, swear to God left me mortified.
Did it all with my bare hands.
Bills on me Blue got me feeling like Mordecai.
Digg a grave for a few bands.

Still A Dead Man. [PROD. MEEJ. X MEDHVT X RIVE]

(LYRICS.)
I keep my mouth wired shut when I walk in the club.
I ain’t talking to no one but God.
Stupid lil thot from the A tryna pull up, run game like I ain’t picking up the Facade.
She walking up and she smell like Filet.
Without further delay, I go Ghost like COD.
I done lived with regrets for the most of my life but I’ll look back on that with a smile and a nod.

I got designer all over my body.
Don’t ask me, I’m not finna pull up my pants.
She wanted me for the night back in August, but I see exactly why I blew the chance.
I’ll shoot the club up, don’t ask me to dance.
I’m at the bar, tryna think of a plan.
I’m not your homie, ain’t dapping no hands.
She said she love me but she just a fan.
Not with the vibing, I’m tryna get violent.
I’m still moving silent, I’ll speak when I can.
She laugh at me like I’m crazy, I’ll spazz out in public embarrass you next to your kin.
Can’t even look at me, can’t even look at you.
Cant even talk to me: Woman to Man.
She said she rock with his fit but the belt that he got on his waist, I put that in his hand.

I love the pain that I feel, think it’s kind of a fetish.
I hate it, I hate it, but still.
I never listen, I don’t learn my lesson.
My mind is at war, know I’ve been in the field.
“I’ll never see her again.”
“I’ll never see you again.”
But I still made the deal.
I let her slide but the only thing left in my mind at the moment was life I could steal.

She want disaster I stay with the recipe.
I got receipts, but respectfully.
Know that she dead to me.
Dont wanna makeup, no Maybelline. 
Hollow tip clip with a laser beam.
Still being Hated for being myself. 
And I’m hated for moving in stealth.
Imma make you all feel what I felt.
Imma make you all feel what I felt.
Imma make you all feel what I dealt.
Diamonds they hang from my neck and I pray that they aim for my chest when I die, die slow.
You call it praying for death, that’s me paying respect for myself for whenever I go.
If I’m given pain, just know I’m finna stand on it. God made me for it, I know that I’m chose.
Bills on me blue had me feeling like Mordecai, my life a movie.
No Regular Show.

(iPhone on silent.)
(When I saw her turn her back, it made me violent.)
(I put two chains on for me to change the climate.)
(Now I understand how love can have you blinded.)

More Thoughts On Lido. [PROD. MEEJ. X JAXHUNTER]

(LYRICS.)
I just wish I-
Mattered to her.
The way she mattered to me.
I can’t-
Describe my worth.
Why is it this hard to see?
I had-
One choice left to make.
Why was it disheartening?
I took back all honesty.
You can’t see this part of me.

I’m young enough to fall-
No consequences.
I’m old enough to fall-
And never live again.
The horrors that I saw-
Have left me tormented.
I just gave her my all-
To her, I’m just a friend.

I pray the lord above-
Will let me sin again.
I love the way we lust.
Come take my innocence.
I’m sorry-
Please forgive.
My rising insolence.
This feeling makes me sick.
It is my pestilence.

I just wish I-
Mattered to her.
The way she mattered to me.
I can’t-
Describe my worth.
Why is it this hard to see?
I had-
One choice left to make.
Why was it disheartening?
I took back all honesty.
You can’t see this part of me.

I’m young enough to fall.
No consequences.
I’m old enough to fall.
And never live again.
The horrors that I saw.
Have left me tormented.
I just gave her my all.
To her, I’m just a friend.

RESIDENT EVIL. | (JUST A FRIEND.) [PROD. MEEJ. X WONDAGURL]

(LYRICS.)
I walked in the house and told my Mom:
“I Hit A Lick.”
You try showing love and both us know it’s counterfeit.
I just dripped my neck out like a faucet, let it rinse.
I was only 8, I had to hop over the fence.
Married to the green, I think my new girl is The Grinch.

She said I’m a dog, just like Max. 
Nah I’m Odi.
I can put a hit out on yo head, but naw that’s OD.
Shoutout to Soyota, he forever stayed my brodie.
And I keep a stick, that’s a word, to my OG.
Shout out one take 808, the 8 ball really showed me.
And I always hold, I never break.
I’m never folding.
I move like a Buoy on the beat, I think I’m floating.
You keep pulling 0s & them 1s, look like you coding.
Ran a different route cuz when I breakdown, they keep holding.
Talk to God like everyday, it feels as if I’m chosen.
My first name not Heath, why she still think I be Joking? 

I walked in the house and told my Mom:
“I Hit A Lick.”
You try showing love and both us know it’s counterfeit.
I just dripped my neck out like a faucet, let it rinse.
I was only 8, I had to hop over the fence.
Married to the green I think my new girl is The Grinch.

MOM, I HIT A LICK. [PROD. MEEJ. X KYLE STEMBERGER]

(LYRICS.)
06’ Nigga.
Been hopped off the porch but I’ll still get up with ya.
Project baby.
Blame the streets that chased me.
Almost pulled that trigger.
It ain’t phase me.
Momma said I’m lazy.
She like: “Oh, go figure.”
Vision Hazy.
I been going crazy.
Since I held my sister.

She was lifeless.
Held her ashes tightly.
Aint get to get no pictures.
Please tread lightly.
She said she the one but she fails to excite me.
Carbon Copies.
Keep my heater close, I’ll kill.
Don’t try to fight me. 
Unalive Me.
I won’t fit in anyway, you can’t indict me.

Watch my tongue and mind my words but nevertheless, I’m A Well Known Nuisance.
No tears left to cry, my death they’ll televise.
I’m A Well Known Nuisance.
Broke my heart.
I know she told me lies.
Too Bad, it made me ruthless.
I chose suicide, but dreams still coincide for a Well Known Nuisance.

06’ Nigga.
Been hopped off the porch but I’ll still get up with ya.
Project baby.
Blame the streets that chased me.
Almost pulled that trigger.
It ain’t phase me.
Momma said I’m lazy.
She like: “Oh, go figure.”
Vision Hazy.
I been going crazy.
Since I held my sister.

DAIA'S BROTHER. | (WELL KNOWN NUISANCE.) [PROD. MEEJ. X GLOKEYYYY]

(LYRICS.)
Can’t forget all the days we was poor.
“Momma look Issa roach by the door.”
Went to sleep had my head on the floor.
Still ain’t got it, I’m tryna get more.
Put Patek My Felipe now I’m froze.
With the Bull I grew up like I’m Rose.
She a thot why she tryna get chose?
Rudolph Red Dot on his nose.

Spin again like Hoola Hoop.
Try me, shoot at you.
Death my Rendezvous.
I’ve Lived Dishonorable.
Always been me, ain’t have no one to lean on.
Held my own so don’t tell me to “keep on”.
I go Ghost on a hoe like I’m Recon. 
Put a beam on his head like a Beacon.

Momma told me lately I could use a couple friends.
Father told me never trust a hoe or a snitch.
Flooded out my neck and next I’m finna flood the wrist.
Flooded out my wrist I made it rinse I never miss.

(Momma told me lately I could use a couple friends.)
(Father told me never trust a hoe or a snitch.)
(Flooded out my neck and next I’m finna flood the wrist.)
(Flooded out my wrist I made it rinse I never miss.)

I got yo girl in my room playing dress up.
I cut the top off the Wraith like it’s ketchup.
He said I fell off now he tryna catchup.
Living to die but I still keep my head up.
Crumb cut my diamonds I been getting bread up.
She tried to ask me why I look so fed up.
I been the same exact way since I met her.
I Just Do It like Nike I just ran a Check Up.

I HAVE A RENDEZVOUS WITH DEATH. | (RAAM'S SHADOW.) [PROD. MEEJ. X JAYREWIND]

(LYRICS.)
I been that nigga since 14.
Maybe way younger, I honestly can’t even tell.
I’m getting better and better with every export while actually going through hell.
Corner of Zion, we breaking it even.
Street life fast, can’t move like a snail.
Corner of Zion, we breaking it even.
We had to trap out the house with a scale.
I’ll send a pack thru the mail on the third.
I’ll get it back by the eighth.
Ion do drugs but I’m slurring my words.
Ion got too much to say.
Why you still love me?
You don’t got a reason to.
I’m finna question your faith.
I got too much on my mind.
Too much on my heart too much on my plate.

I make a beat and go dumb.
Lie and I’m chopping ya tongue.
Put that on my chains.
I’m my momma only son.
That’s why I been holding guns.
Since 1st Grade.
How you gon tell me it’s gon be okay?
You ain’t even feel my pain.
I ain’t got nobody else to project it on.
I’ve got my own self to blame.

And I hate myself so much.
I say it everyday.
I don’t know who to trust.
They’ll lie right to my face.
And I know I’m not enough.
I can’t delay disgrace.
But I killed myself again to get her back.
I think I’m saved.

“Can I ask you one more thing?”
“Do you still prefer the truth?”
“Would you say I’m falling off?”
“If I come kick it with you?”
“Would you still love me the same?”
“If I told what I’ve been through.”
“All the evil that I’ve done.”
“And the evil that I’ll do.”

I been that nigga since 14.
Maybe way younger, I honestly can’t even tell.
I’m getting better and better with every export while actually going through hell.
Corner of Zion, we breaking it even.
Street life fast, can’t move like a snail.
Corner of Zion, we breaking it even.
We had to trap out the house with a scale.
I’ll send a pack thru the mail on the third.
I’ll get it back by the eighth.
Ion do drugs but I’m slurring my words.
Ion got too much to say.
Why you still love me?
You don’t got a reason to.
I’m finna question your faith.
I got too much on my mind.
Too much on my heart too much on my plate.

I make a beat and go dumb.
Lie and I’m chopping ya tongue.
Put that on my chains.
I’m my momma only son.
That’s why I been holding guns.
Since 1st Grade.
How you gon tell me it’s gon be okay?
You ain’t even feel my pain.
I ain’t got nobody else to project it on.
I’ve got my own self to blame.

CORNER OF ZION. | (LAST STAND.) [PROD. MEEJ. X PHARA]

(LYRICS.)
Hopped off the porch, had to dive in the trenches.
I swim in my pain to the riches like Phelps.
Glock 45 and it came with extensions.
They stand at attention.
Address clientele. 
Living to die so I maintain my mission.
I cover my face so they can’t even tell.
Can’t even tell that I’m going through hell.
Or maybe they can and they want me to fail.

Nigga I ain’t saying nun.
Imma just suffer in silence, that’s what I should do.
How I got nothing to gain?
How I got nothing to gain but everything to lose?
And I’m gon still take the blame.
I love the pain and the shame cuz they’re things that I use.
You’ll look at me like I changed.
I’ve always been this insane.
This life I ain’t choose.

This life I ain’t choose.
Pull up and hop out the coupe.
I got blood on the top of my shoes.
Not with the vibing, I’m tryna get violent.
I’ll sit in the club while I’m itching to shoot.
Niggas been sleeping on me, they been sleeping on me.
Better get up, quit hitting the snooze.
“Why you keep lying on me?”
She be lying on me.
And be still scared to tell me the truth.

I used to skip out on meals.
Ain’t popping pills.
Ain’t cracking seals.
But I’m still feeling numb.
Turn on me like a wheel.
I made a deal.
I have my fun when I’m dying.
I’m lying to God for the thrill.
“You need to chill.”
Hope that he kill.
I almost killed myself ten years ago.
I still hate that I feel.
Broken my will.
I keep it realer than realer than real.

Shawty keep asking me why I’m so angry.
Little does she know that I’m the main reason.
I hate the way that she loves me.
I’ll just make her hate me the same for as long as I’m breathing.
I say that same exact thing every song that I write.
It’s okay because no one else listens.
But it’s not cute anymore, it’s upsetting a few.
But atleast I’m still killing my demons.

2011 on Terrell, my blood kept on leaking.
I still hate myself for the screaming.
I was like 5 years old, playing Tick Tack Toe on my wrist.
That’s why I’m not squeamish. 
H20 in my Cup, I ain’t sipping on Mud.
Ion need no Drugs when I’m Leaning.
Sipping in-
Sitting in silence alone made me way too Delirious.
Now I’m a heathen.

LV on my belt.
I’ll lead myself to my death, ion need no help.
Ion even got no chest but I’ll get what I need to get off it so I can prevail.
I aint even have no check.
Just beats and a dream now it’s always: “CashApp or Zell?”
Green in my pocket, it look like Kale.
Green in my pocket, it look like Cell.

Green in my pocket, I’m feeling like Broly.
Shoot off the Spur like Ginobili. 
I’ll turn a 2 to a 4 liKe I’m Golden.
She fell in love with the old me.
I’ll turn a 2 to a 4 like I’m Kobe.
She wanna touch on my Moby.
Ion got time, can’t put trust in a hoe.
I gotta know where I’m going.

I gotta maintain, look at my chain swang.
I do not gang bang.
But I’ll get up wit ya.
I been on the same thang.
Choppa like Liu Kang.
Run him down, Usain.
Need like 8 figures.
Need like 8 figures.
8 shooters, 8 hitters.
Aim at ya, Aint wit ya.
Pop at him.
Pop filter.
Pop him.
Pop him.
Painkiller.

I was 14 when I ran up a rack.
I was 15 when I ran up me a ten.
Lord up above, please shine on me.
I been living too fast in this life full of sin.
Living too fast in this life full of sin.
Game locked me out, imma kick the door in.
Now I’m 18 still putting in work and I ain’t finna stop till I run up a M.
You ain’t really been in the Field like me.
Keep capping.
You run up on me, get killed.
I’m really out of my mind, but I’m guided by Christ.
All the blood that he and I spilled.
Feel like I’m Optimus Prime with this Cannon on me.
But it’s Fusion like I’m finna Kneel.
Fusion on me made me feel like I’m D-16.
Outta Kaon, that’s where I was built.

KAON. | (NBE-1.\D-16.) [PROD. MEEJ. X JVCXB X BL7CKMAN]

(LYRICS.)
Run up a check, I got stamina.
Not a rookie, A Vet.
You an Amateur.
Air the Scene.
I got Clips like a Camera.
I been begging to die.
It enamors her.
Momma still asking me if I’ve done enough.
And I’m too weak to speak up and answer her.
Had the girl of my dreams but I let it up.
Took me back but I know I still damaged her.

Niggas hate but they stealing my style.
Guess they loving the way that I sound.
Stay ten toes down to the ground.
Give a middle finger with a smile.
Beat the odds they be looking like:
“How?”
Give me love.
I’ll receive with a frown.
I’m invisible, blend with the crowd.
I don’t wanna be seen, just found.

Shawty you get on my nerves.
I hate the questions you ask, you still never learn.
Even if I had the fame.
You’d prolly still play the game: 
It’s just my turn.
I find it funny that I found God through death.
Instead of it being at church.
That’s the first place I remember that I found the devil.
White dress, long hair, with the purse.

I must confess.
I’ve never been good with words.
I’m only good with the thoughts.
Nevertheless.
I pick a beat and I merge-
Together the two when it knocks.
I keep a Tek.
I’m switching lanes, miss a curb.
When I whip it, I swerve off the lot.
Ran up a check.
Don’t ask me, just know it’s a lot.
It ain’t rented, just know that it’s bought.

Run up a check, I got stamina.
Not a rookie, A Vet.
You an Amateur.
Air the Scene.
I got Clips like a Camera.
I been begging to die.
It enamors her.
Momma still asking me if I’ve done enough.
And I’m too weak to speak up and answer her.
Had the girl of my dreams but I let it up.
Took me back but I know I still damaged her.

Niggas hate but they stealing my style.
Guess they loving the way that I sound.
Stay ten toes down to the ground.
Give a middle finger with a smile.
Beat the odds they be looking like:
“How?”
Give me love.
I’ll receive with a frown.
I’m invisible, blend with the crowd.
I don’t wanna be seen, just found.

FOUND, NOT SEEN. | (BEGGING TO DIE.) [PROD. MEEJ.]

(LYRICS.)
On Wednesday, I became a Baker.
No Bread, just me and that horn.
On stage, pray to God for his strength.
“Give me strength to endure and perform.”
They said I was made for this.
But lately I’ve been feeling torn.
How was I made for this?
I wasn’t supposed to be born.

See myself as an equal, I’m hesitant.
I’ve got evil within me, it’s evident.
I’ve got Evil within me, it’s Resident.
And this spirit within me is revenant.
Hear her cry, know the sadness is resonant.
Kill myself, leave a song as the evidence.
Love my sister, I know that she’s heavensent.
But her brother must answer to judgement.

Last year had me down on my last.
This year ain’t been much different.
I try to let go of my past.
I try to let go of the villain.
The villain that I have become.
I’m numb to the pain that I’m feeling.
If you add Oxy to a Moron.
Then you’ll understand what you just listened-

To.
I chose to go on a cruise. 
What more could I do?
I walked alone to my room.
In there, I saw what I’d never reclaim.
I’m a fool.
I’ve never been so ashamed.
Okay, I lied.
No surprise that I still haven’t changed.
Ain’t even go in the pool.
I’d rather swim in my pain-
Than fake being cool.

See myself as an equal, I’m hesitant.
I’ve got evil within me, it’s evident.
I’ve got Evil within me, it’s Resident.
And this spirit within me is revenant.
Hear her cry, know the sadness is resonant.
Kill myself, leave a song as the evidence.
Love my sister, I know that she’s heavensent.
But her brother must answer to judgement.

I wanted this girl so badly.
She ain’t even want my name.
And today, I walk the stage.
I want you all to see my pain.

Pain.

I’ll let you know that Life Is Strange.

Strange.

LIFE IS STRANGE. [PROD. MEEJ.]

(LYRICS.)
EJ: 
Hop in a rocket ship, going so fast you would think it’s V8.
Takeover the place like I'm Felix, Lil' baby.
I'm on DND, put my trust in my Drake.
Let alone if he play, I drag him like a rake.
Tall nigga, long arms.
Man, I feel like The Rake.
Mad nigga?
Wassup?
Put this blick in yo face, now you look like a gunman.
I don't know why you flinched, you a dumb man.
Rap on this song with my blood, say we "boming".
Ain’t no brakes on this whip, we on go man.
Niggas they call us Felix & Locus, cause we havin fun droppin dudes to the floor man.
Got his heart in the palm of my hand.
Metal knuckle, knock ‘em out like my name was Logan.
Always been first come, first serve.
So you better get right, if you catchin' my slogan.

MEEJ:
I been pissed off since I dropped one with Dreamstate.
Please do not ask why I’m Fed Up.
I stomp my Foot on the gas on the freeway.
Walk in the bank, throw my Set up.
Buy it in cash, my money do Laps.
Young Rich Nigga:
Run me a check up.
Twisting your fingers, you don’t even bang.
Might get you hit from the neck up.

Only headshot that I’m taking gon kill me.
No, I ain’t smiling for cameras.
I was in 8th grade I turnt to a scammer.
Trapped out Youngin, Northside Atlanta.
Feel like I’m Thor with this hammer.
I Ghost in the Wraith.
Tints Black like Manta.
Baddie on me and she look like a ten.
I treat her like a one.
She like:
“Boy where yo manners?”

EJ:
Hah.. 
Guess what? 
I ain’t gon kill you, he is.

MEEJ:
That’s not a threat-
Issa promise.
His hand on his chest like allegiance.

EJ: 
Oh and I be crackin jokes while staying evil.
That’s why they call me Felix.

MEEJ:
And I stay quiet.
Only thing on my mind is death like I’m Locus.

EJ:
Baby, what’s the issue?
Made her sneeze, she need a tissue.
Red dot with a scope, I cannot miss you.
Sending bullets they fast as Lightning.
They choose you like Pikachu, ok.

FELIX & LOCUS. (FT. EJ.) [PROD. MEEJ. X JVCXB]

[PROD. MEEJ. X JVCXB]

(LYRICS.)
This day, one year ago...
I tried to take my own life.
Rage that I couldn't control.
Sanity, I sacrificed.
I could've sworn I was something to her, but I guess it was all in my mind.
Or maybe the love was real..?
I'm just too used to the lies.
"If you choose him over me-"
"...I don't expect a goodbye."
That's exactly what she did.
She left me behind.
Only thing I have to leave you with, is my demise.
Look me in my eyes-
And tell me that you understand.
As I laugh away the pain I have.
It feels as if I've gone mad.
If you want me to go, then just come let me know.

"Nerd."
Street nigga tendencies-
You run up on me, I'll put your body in a trunk.

"Serve."
Out on that street with my cousins, we been really getting money from the jump.

"Burn."
I keep a stick, let it burn.
".44 Bulldog Bark."

Much like the leaves from the trees in October-
My Fall will be in Winter Park.

FALL IN WINTER PARK. | ("HOW BAD DO YOU WANT IT?") [PROD. MEEJ. X JVCXB]

[PROD. MEEJ.]

(LYRICS.)
Looking for revenge…
Lord, come take my life.
Lord, come take my life.
Lead me to my end…
Drown me in my sin…
They say; “Life’s a hoe.”
So I grab her by the throat.
Bend her over.
Iced out-
I can make it snow in October.
I got hits on hits on hits-
In my folder.
Young nigga-
I had to take that risk to run that score up.
Upping the score, taking liftoff.
Buss down the AP the wrist watch.
Back in the day, I was nothing.
They say that I am and it still got me pissed off.
Blood on my hands, I ain’t taking no chance-
One wrong word get you killed off.
(One wrong word get you killed off.)

They left me behind-
In that mulch…
I was curled up.
I sat in that classroom all alone.
No one showed up.
When I-
Walked back home-
I hid my wounds from my own mother.
We both worried more bout- [REDACTED.]
I climbed on that counter and grabbed that gun that was in that cupboard.
Come with me to Terrill Drive…
I’ll let you watch me suffer.
Watch my-
Tears drip onto the covers.
My Lord watched me deal with Satan for my slaughter.


Okay, I’ll start from the end.
Nigga I don’t got the time to explain why I don’t got the time to explain.
My whole life the sword that I’ve had is my pen.
I let the ink kill the pain.
Lately I’ve been feeling stuck and I’m tired of rapping bout feeling the same.
I’m tired of rapping in general, despite the niggas encouraging me on the fame.
I understand one thing.
Maybe I’m just too me; Not built for this game.
I ain’t no household name.
Nigga too real.
Nigga too wild, can’t tame.
I used to trap out the bus.
Northside Atlanta.
Middle school, turned to a scammer.
I was finessing the scanner.
Bellingham Partments.
One card away from the slammer.

My diamonds flooding, I need no discussion.
I trapped out the Corner Of Zion my nigga.
That’s word to my cousin.
And lately my phone line been buzzing.
These underground niggas on nothing.
I’m way too turnt for the fronting.
My whole life they told me I’m nothing.
I still believe it at these times of love and lies.
And tears I cannot cry.
Because in my demise I heed no omen.
Kill myself after my opponents.
Live inside the moment.
I cannot enjoy it.
Win or die.
Failure, I am not affording.
18, unemployment.
If you hear me now, know I’m unimportant.
My rage still hasn’t subsided.
I’m on a one way to hell.
And when I arrive, I’ll kick through the gates.
Then I’ll kill the devil himself.

Along with everything he took from me.
And everything he gave to me.
I talk to God everyday.
But there’s moments I think he’s not looking.
And those moments, I think are the best.
And those moments, I think they’re the worst.
I’m on a one way to hell.
Unless he can get to me first.

LOOKING FOR REVENGE. | (ONE WAY TO HELL.) [PROD. MEEJ.]

[PROD. MEEJ.] 

(LYRICS.)
I’m trapped in my conscious.
My trap is still bunkin, I got all these hundreds.
Northside Apartments.
Might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy.
The sky keep on falling. 
The hoes I keep calling.
They picking up for me, they love me.

I don’t wanna cry no more.
She won’t even try no more.
Tell me what I’m fighting for.
My Lord let me die before.

I’m trapped in my conscious.
My trap is still bunkin, I got all these hundreds.
Northside Apartments.
Might shoot at your buddy who shot at my buddy.
The sky keep on falling. 
The hoes I keep calling.
They picking up for me...

I’m trapped in my conscious.

TRAPPED IN MY CONSCIOUS. [PROD. MEEJ.]

MEEJ. - GEARS KEEP TURNING. (0:00-2:01)
MEEJ. X GLOKEYYYY - YOU CAN'T RUN FROM ME. (2:02-3:16)
MEEJ. X 116 X N1SH - MY DEATH. (3:17-4:48)
MEEJ. - HAMMER OF DAWN. (4:49-6:11)
MEEJ. X JAYREWIND - THERON ELITES. (6:12-7:15)
MEEJ. X JVCXB - BAIRD'S THEORY. (7:16-8:26)
MEEJ. X JAYREWIND - THE HORDE. (8:27-9:55)
MEEJ. X JVCXB - HANOVER'S SON. (9:56-11:36)
MEEJ. X GLOKEYYYY - KILLTEC. (11:37-12:26)
MEEJ. X GLOKEYYYY - ONYX GUARDS. (12:27-13:35)
MEEJ. X JAYREWIND - CLAYTON. (13:36-14:58)
MEEJ. X JAYREWIND - THE STRANDED. (14:59-16:19)

SUFFER CLIPS.

[PROD. MEEJ. X VVDSOUND]

(LYRICS.)
You can’t Run from me.
My cousin Passing off work through the Screen.
We Pop him, No Bubble.
That’s fun to me.
Clutching my Heat, Two chains on Froze.
I ain’t doing no Tucking, can’t Fumble me.
Can’t go to sleep, I been seeing a ghost.
I’ve been seeing my sister, she haunting me.
12 Years Old, I was talking to Satan-
Asking what else he could offer me.
Stupid lil hoe, get up off of me.
Came up from poverty-
Young hood nigga from the Northside-
Better than everyone.
No “Probably”.
Said he gon rob me-
Stupid nigga said he gon rob me.
Boy come try me, Boy come pop me.
Boy come pop me.

Red dot.
We gon headshot, headshot.
Red dot.
We gon headshot, headshot.
Red dot.
We gon headshot, headshot.
Red dot.
We gon headshot, headshot.
Red dot-
Posted with that beam, that red dot.
Headshot.
Nigga don’t test me.
Boy, I’ll air it out.
Kicking doors in-
Foenem with me, I swear we clear it out.
Imma go in-
Till they take my life.
Come take me out.

Niggas be birds, Archimedes.
I’ll get you lit for a freebie.
Thotty on me and she freaky.
I don’t believe that she need me.
Water on me like it’s Fiji.
In the light, look like Graffiti.
23 rounds in my clip.
Imma Let It Rip.
Shoot like Shinobi.

Lower your eyes to an enemy-
Get killed broad day.
I know some niggas that Envy me.
Niggas that Envy me-
Feel like Charlemagne. 
Ready for War, keep that Hammer on me.
Keep that Hammer on me-
Like 40k.
I got some hoes and they ready for me.
And they ready for me-
Tryna fornicate.

Red dot.
We gon headshot, headshot.
Red dot.
We gon headshot, headshot.
Red dot.
We gon headshot, headshot.
Red dot.
We gon headshot, headshot.
Red dot-
Posted with that beam, that red dot.
Headshot.
Nigga don’t test me.
Boy, I’ll air it out.
Kicking doors in-
Foenem with me, I swear we clear it out.
Imma go in-
Till they take my life.
Come take me out.

THE WEAKNESS OF MY FLESH. | (HEADSHOT.) [PROD. MEEJ. X VVDSOUND]

[PROD. MEEJ.]

(LYRICS.)
I could never tell a lie-
If the lies were the truth.
Overthinking it again…
All alone in this room.
I’m afraid to admit-
Once again, I have to choose.
I think I’m in love with your friend.

I don’t want you thinking that I’m using you-
Using you.
Girl, I keep on tripping-
I keep losing you.
Losing you.

So delusional…

Let me get just one thing straight.
Wipe them tears from your face-
Cuz you finna be okay without me.
It’s okay if you doubt me.

I don’t want you thinking that I’m using you-
Using you.
Girl, I keep on tripping-
I keep losing you.
Losing you.
I don’t want you thinking that I’m using you-
Using you.
Girl, I keep on tripping-
I keep losing you.
Losing you.

I guess it’s my funeral.

My Funeral. | (Using You.) [PROD. MEEJ.]

[PROD. MEEJ.]

(LYRICS.)
...Say this every time. 
Said that last time was the last time.
"Last one." 
The last time-
Here I am again.
All alone with you...
All alone with her.

Sorry if I'm rushing, don't wanna blow this moment.
That's just what I'm used to baby.
Imma keep it honest, I don't know what I'm doing.
I just don't wanna lose you baby.
Girl, you mighty fine.
When I'm with you-
I think I can touch the sky.
When I'm all alone without you, in my mind.
Running, Running, Running-
From the high.

(From the high.)

...Say this every time. 
Said that last time was the last time.
"Last one." 
The last time-
Here I am again.
All alone with you...
Only us two.
Two.

I must admit-
I love the pace we on.
You take me far away-
To another place beyond.
You told me that you want it slow.
You don't gotta lead me on.
I'm just being honest-
Girl, I want this to last.

Sorry if I'm rushing, don't wanna blow this moment.
That's just what I'm used to baby.
Imma keep it honest, I don't know what I'm doing.
I just don't wanna lose you baby.
Girl, you mighty fine.
When I'm with you-
I think I can touch the sky.
When I'm all alone without you, in my mind.
Running, Running, Running-
From the high.

(From the high.)

The High. | (Alone With Her.) [PROD. MEEJ.]

(LYRICS.)
Winter Park-
3AM, Can't sleep.
I'm ready to cook up nigga.
Tony Stark-
Iron Man with that beam.
I'm ready to cook up nigga.
Swear to God-
Said he want beef with me?
Told that boy; "Pull up nigga."
Ion need no drank when I pour up nigga.
No pulling my rank when I go up nigga.
Nigga want smoke with me?
Boy you better go find your cart.
Putting in work, I'm with my team.
Don't say nun, just do my part.
Nigga my whip came with no keys-
SRT, It's push to start.
Bout that action, I want beef.
Nigga dont come in here with pork.
And my clip hold 343-
Hold it down like Guilty Spark.
He talk too much, he too green.
I'm starting to think that boy a narc.
To this day, I hear her scream-
In my head.
It's all my fault.
To this day, I hear her scream-
In my dreams.
That's my alarm.
Run up on me tripping-
Hah.
Get outlined in chalk.
In that paint like Scotty Pippen, I can't teach you how to ball.
I keep saying-
You won't listen.
Might go back to breaking laws.
I keep saying-
You won't listen.
Might go back to breaking laws.

Can't feel love-
All this evil, it takes control of me.
Only lust-
Let my demons get a hold of me.
Lord above-
Take my life, cuz I'm unholy.

READY2COOKUP. [FREESTYLE.]

[PROD. MEEJ.]

(LYRICS.)
In this world…
I’ve been a monster.
It’s been years.
I can’t get it out.
Live a lie…
Become an imposter.
I’ve betrayed-
Myself and my allies.

All I hope for is a better tomorrow.
I can have it, I just now realized.

Take me back to everything-
And try to tear me down.
You're just another phase to me.
I can feel the-
Bug.
It's taking over every part of me.
I can't run.
If only I could try to suffocate it…
It's just a bug…

If you go, I'll be right here.
In the end…
If you go, I'll be right here..
In the end…
In the end…

It's taking over every part of me.
And I can’t-
Budge.
It's taking over-
Every part of me.
And I can't run.
If only I could try to suffocate it…

(It's just a bug.)

MEEJ.

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