[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.)
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.)
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.)
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.]

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]

DEATH AS A GIFT.

MEEJ. - MY DESPAIR. (0:00-2:47)
MEEJ. - A DEATH FIT FOR A HERO. (2:48-6:15)
MEEJ. - I AM LEGEND. (6:16-7:44)
MEEJ. - JOHN CONNOR. (7:45-9:07)
MEEJ. - HIDDEN DRAGON. (9:08-10:04)
MEEJ. - THE DEAD WILL WALK. (10:05-12:05)
MEEJ. - I LIED TO ME. (12:06-15:03)
MEEJ. - ADRENALINE. (15:04-16:23)
MEEJ. - RETURN TO CITY CENTRE. (16:24-18:18)
MEEJ. - THE BOY WITH ALL THE ANGER. (18:19-20:19)
MEEJ. - THE PESTILENCE. (20:20-22:30)
MEEJ. - MIND AT WAR. (22:31-27:28)

LOVE CLIPS.

[PROD. MEEJ.]

(LYRICS)
Girl, you know I'm proud of you.
You know I'm proud of you.
You let me go regardless.
You let me go regardless...
And imma keep it honest-
I deserve it all, to tell the truth.
Im a target.
Walk into the party, clear the room.
And I'm steady looking for you, tryna find my way to you.
...To No Avail.

I'm glad that you ran from me.
Went and told yo man on me.
Went and switched the plan on me.
...On Me.
I'm glad that you ran from me.
Went and told yo man on me.
Went and switched the plan on me.
...On Me.
I'm glad that you ran from me.
Went and told yo man on me.
Went and switched the plan on me.
...On Me.
(From The Start...)

(You Know I'm Proud Of You...)
You let me go regardless.
You let me go regardless...
And imma keep it honest-
I deserve it all, to tell the truth.
Im a target.
Walk into the party, clear the room.
And I'm steady looking for you, tryna find my way to you.
(...To No Avail.)

Why you run away from me?
Why you couldn't wait on me?
Why'd I make it hard?
Why you run away from me?
Why you couldn't wait on me?
Why'd I make it hard?

Why'd I mess it up from the start?

(From The Start...)

(You Know I'm Proud Of You.)

Proud Of You. | (On Me.) [PROD. MEEJ.]

[PROD. MEEJ. X JAYREWIND]

(LYRICS.)
(Woah.)
(Yeah, Yeah.)
(Like-)
(Woah.)
(Yeah, Yeah.)
(Like-)

Woah.
Yeah, Yeah.
Like-
Woah.
Nigga aint take no risk, he aint up no score.
Yeah-
Woah.
Nigga dont got no sitck, he dont tote no pole.
Yeah-
Woah.
Nigga Im tryna get rich, Im tryna get more.
Yeah-
Woah.

Whole lotta bands-
I got the racks on the floor. 
Like-
Woah.
Whipping the pot, I got my arm in the bowl.
Yeah-
Woah.
Mixing the water wit cheese-
Might make the money get mold.
Yeah-
Woah.

Yeah-

Woah.
Yeah, Yeah.
Like-
Woah.
Yeah, Yeah.
Like-
Woah.
Yeah, Yeah.
Like-
Woah.
Yeah, Yeah.
Like-
Woah.


Woah.
Nigga aint take no risk, he aint up no score.
Yeah-
Woah.
Nigga dont got no sitck, he dont tote no pole.
Yeah-
Woah.
Nigga Im tryna get rich, Im tryna get more.
Yeah-


Whole lotta bands-
I got the racks on the floor. 
Like-
Woah.
Whipping the pot, I got my arm in the bowl.
Yeah-
Woah.
Mixing the water wit cheese-
Might make the money get mold.
Yeah-
Woah.

(Yeah, Yeah.)
(Like-)
Woah.

Woah.
Yeah, Yeah.
Like-
Woah.

(Yeah, Yeah.)
(Like-)
(Woah.)

Woah. [PROD. MEEJ. X JAYREWIND]

KAR EN TUK. | (RIP AND TEAR.)

[PROD. MEEJ. X KYLE STEMBERGER]

(LYRICS.)
I ain’t talking bout a rubber when I say; “You got me bent”.
Talking to myself, I ain’t got no one else to vent-
To.
Girl I wonder if you wonder what I went-
Through.

What I went through.

Imma call it how it is.
Hoe, you really trifling and I knew it ever since-
You said I annoy you when I’m only giving hints.
We go back and forth without a word, it ain’t no sense.
It don’t make no sense, no no no.

It don’t make no sense the way you ugly on the inside-
But on the outside it’s all but the...
I can’t even say it cuz your ego takes the weight from any words that I could throw by.

Let my feelings sink in.
Like the guns with the ink in-
...Girl, you getting under my skin.
My kin tell me throw you in the bin if you-
If you don’t…

Meet me in the middle.

Meet me in the middle.

In the middle…

meet me in the middle. [PROD. MEEJ. X KYLE STEMBERGER]

[PROD. MEEJ.]

(LYRICS.)
I can see the Light-
But I’m still Dying inside when you talk to me.
Pray the lord my soul you’ll keep.
Everything I sowed, I reap.
Foreign hoes massaging me-
Monogamy; That’s obsolete. 
Said I’m not yo type but put a fight up when I try to leave.
They believe misogyny is my whole ideology.
You might be right but at the same time you might be wrong too.
Spring Break, a novelty.
I’ll spring and break her, honestly.
Break the Springs, she fall asleep.
Edge of the bed, I’m pondering.
My last name is King-
But I’m the furthest thing from Royal Highness.
Both my parents, still misguided.
Momma said to kill with kindness.
I’d much rather kill with violence.
Not afraid to break the silence.
Lost my mind, don’t try to find it.
I’d much rather kill myself.
Fully loaded handgun, put that on Patricia Grandson.
Put that on my pops, nigga.
Run up on me get popped, nigga.
Flooded my neck with the rocks, I was out on the block.
We was getting it hot, nigga.
Making beats and swiping cards.
I evened the odds, ain’t no getting caught, nigga.

Bad lil vibe, she Jaded.
She turned on me like Crane-
But I ain’t Kyle.
I threw my heart in the Pit.
She keep taking them Pics, she wanna go Viral.
Ultraviolent in my actions, Ultraviolet, Only Sun.
Too Volatile.
Different posts and Different captions-
I can tell that she capping.
Faking the smile.

Born in 06-
Trap like a 80s baby.
I love the pain, it made me.
She say she love me-
I’m finna make her hate me.
Born in 06-
Trap like a 80s baby.
I love the pain, it made me.
She say she love me-
I’m finna make her hate me.

I could see her filled with rage-
Yet I couldn’t see her face.
If her life was a book, I believe I’m a page.
If I left it up to her, I’d be the one she set ablaze.
She was right and I was wrong-
Showed my true colors, can’t erase.
When I die, she’ll throw a party.
A parade atop my grave.
So many thots I had lined up, all ready to misbehave.
And I thought that she was one, but she was smarter than I was. 
If I could do it all again, I would.
There’s no need to discuss.
I go back and read our messages-
Even I feel her disgust.
My intentions out the window, overcome by all my lust.
Curse my sins right down to hell, I’d prolly damn myself to end.
Like the leaves that Fall in Autumn, she’s gone within the wind.
I guard myself, I guard my heart.
I don’t know who is foe or friend.
Deplete my options, cut my chest and throw it right out in the bin.
Compact the trash that you bear witness as I speak upon my sin.
And as you listen-
Lie to me and say my work will help me win.
Holding 9s at the age of 5, I put that gun right to my chin. 
I should’ve did it-
Lord’s my witness.
…Maybe he’s the one that stopped me.
Maybe he’s the reason I made beats for clones to try and copy.
Maybe he’s the reason all those kids at school would choose to mock me.
Maybe he’s the reason I blacked out with their blood on my body.
I don’t do no vibing-
When I’m violent, I get cocky.
I’m the only seed that’s left to carry on my family’s lineage.
1 of 14, all the rest are gone.
They’re the ones that were attempted.
Turned 11, got suspended. 
One brother, in attendance.
I still love him to this day, I hope he never forgets it.
I still wonder-
Was he scared at times?
One part I didn’t mention.
Was he only around for pity or was he equally as twisted-
As myself.
Grab the belt and tie it right around my neck.
Let the rhinestones grind on my bones, let me finally be at rest.
This is more to me than music, life is more than just a test.
And she more to me than sex-
But she know I do her the best, nigga.

Young Honest Bastard. [PROD. MEEJ.]

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(LYRICS.)
I got Pipe Dreams.
And I’m tryna pipe her-
In my black tee.
Ra-Ra.
Niggas talking reckless when they @ me.
Ha-Ha.
Laughing to the bank, I’m money stacking.
Off blocks.
I just run a check up like a track meet.

I be that lil bitty nigga that be rocking LV while shopping at Gucci.
VVS stones on my neck on the deck with yo hoe, we still inna Jacuzzi.
Ain’t in the field but I’m catching if she wanna think about throwing me coochie.
Michael Jackson;
I can Thrill Her.
I beat it-
But know I ain’t talking bout movies.


I got Pipe Dreams.
And I’m tryna pipe her-
In my black tee.
Ra-Ra.
Niggas talking reckless when they @ me.
Ha-Ha.
Laughing to the bank, I’m money stacking.
Off blocks.
I just run a check up like a track meet.

Yeah.
You know we got choppas.
Know we got sticks.
We running 4 deep.
We finna send a blitz.
That nigga too sweet-
A cracker, like Ritz.
This not AR.
This a switch.
Date with death.
Give a kiss.
Never lack.
Ion miss.
Count the racks while I’m taking a piss.

Yeah.
You know we got choppas.
Know we got sticks.
We running 4 deep.
We finna send a blitz.
That nigga too sweet-
A cracker, like Ritz.
This not AR.
This a switch.
Date with death.
Give a kiss.
Never lack.
Ion miss.
Count the racks while I’m taking a-

MEEJ.

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