i think this is my last upload of trapmetal
SORRY FOR USING A LOT OF CORN SAMPLES LMAOO

@shinzusex
@prodbysecond

CURSE PATH (w/ shinzu & second)

@kydsky follow da goat

discord: discord.gg/CYtaFmjZ3k
latest kit: payhip.com/b/dgjwG
insta: www.instagram.com/stedryy

empire of death (w/ kydsky)

1 w @breno, @ppayn33
2 solo
rest w @zestymain

midsznclips (w/ zestymain, breno, ppayn33)

recall

w https://soundcloud.com/jwolf-55, https://soundcloud.com/tatenhils, https://soundcloud.com/prodkxrasu, Jay Rewind, https://soundcloud.com/yotteye, https://soundcloud.com/77superproducer, https://soundcloud.com/user-375452141, https://soundcloud.com/theillka, 
https://soundcloud.com/zackdonner, 
https://soundcloud.com/alexxxgoingcrazy,
https://soundcloud.com/surfskrt,
https://soundcloud.com/loxia,
Dez Wright, nicoryna

AGAPE SNIPPETS (OBELISK)

(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]

no forgiveness.

[PROD. MEEJ.]

Left to Right.
We Read like Sam & Will-
Might call up Agent Fowler.
I got hoes in Europe.
I give them OuiOui big as Eiffel Tower.
He talk reckless on IG; 
He won’t survive to see next hour.
Came up out that dirt-
I was in that patch, aint sweet, nigga.
I’m too sour.
I was in class patching cables-
Pat my back and after, run.
Stab it fast or keep the act up, better back up when you done.
Roll that nigga in a pack, the laughter after always comes.
Dog her-
Slide my Nathan in her cat-
To crack the buns.
I got Diamonds on my neck I need way more than Platinum funds.
Ain’t nan nigga on this Earth that’ll come and face The Only Son.

Outta the loop-
Nigga I came with a tool.
I got her wet like a sink-
I got her wet like a pool-
That hoe call me King-
I treat her like BK give her that Rula.
Nigga I’m acting a-
Nigga I’m acting a fool-

Nigga I’m going berserk.
Freak lil hoe-
She a flirt.
I mix the Gucci wit Vetements.
Came from the sediment.
Came from the dirt.
Reach for my chain, get put on a shirt.
Closed casket, close up the hearse.
We throwing Bullets like Jaxon-
It look like a Dart.
But it ain’t no Nerf.

They see I’m going insane-
I break her back like Bane.
Nigga I’m wit the gang-
We came wit aim-
They Envy like Charlemagne.
I got a shooter in New York-
He look like he evil.
I can’t say his name.
(I can’t say his name-)
(I can’t say his na-)

The way that I put it together-
Bionic.
Look at me now, it’s ironic.
I put a Jew in German Engineering-
It’s Blue like Sonic-
That’s Oxymoronic.
Water on me like faucet-
Serve out Gas like Caustic.
I’m in her Guts-
Going Berserk-
She take it off like rocket.

I move with my brothers-
Still- 
I can’t trust anybody.
Not even-
Myself.
I’ll kill-
Myself for harvest.
We served that block-
And got it hot.
We getting Rich like Roddy.
Ain’t no thot-
Getting my heart-
Again.
I promise.

(Left to Right-)
(We Read like Sam & Will.)
(Might call up Agent Fowler.)

AGENT FOWLER. [PROD. MEEJ.]

MEEJ.