GROUNDWALKER. [VOL. 2.]

(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.