Sleep

Hope

Riding Deep

Sometimes homies need to dip to a different space no matter where they are

Fly Away

Changed Up

There is no such thing as a single, solitary event. The only possible single event is all events whatsoever. That could be regarded as the only possible atom; the only possible single thing is everything

Looking Back

GAMES GAMES GAMES GAMES
IVE BEEN STUCK IN MY WAYS
IVE BEEN HOLDING MY PACE
WHILE YOU ALL PLAY WHILE ALL OF YOU  PLAYING THOSE

hold up you just need some truth let me show u that i got it
we've seen sweet dreams turn new leaves before they even started
I've been hollow I've been swallowing the bottle cause my problems
never changed I just rearranged the way i solved them often

the sun aint coming up for days
what new things could please the masses
to defeat the need for passive thoughts
please deplete your tragic heart
rags to free to bags to weed we vagabonds but we still bleed
the same cause we brothers till the crack of dawn

crack the seal and pass me some
pass the blunt and smack a little pack until the ash is gone
shawty coppin feels imma peel if she cant ask me some
i put faith in brains cause I'm the same unless you acting sus
in that case you packing up

we seat planes to blast us
deceit came and passed us
who the last one to leave the light on
when the night gone and its still cold
we seat planes to blast us
deceit came and passed us
who the last one to leave the light on
when the night gone and YOU STILL PLAYING THOSE

Road Games

i got my shoe strangs dangling
running a route i am 
about to juke my standards
to tackle the truth you slandered
i am product of a simulation
product of my situation
time to spark my inner caveman
bout to light this blunt get faded
get so high i feel like im popeye with the spinach blazing
olive eyes so jaded
got me getting faded

the first to cast the stones is in the home where glass is broke
you bitches ho's for acting old when your actions lack in growth
bout the time to pass the throne
to my homies moving on
move alone homie 
we just keep moving along

take me back... to the old days
take me back... to my old ways
shit gone never stay the same

take me back... to the old days
take me back... to my old ways
shit gone never be the same

mxvealxng

the thing the about my past
is that it stayed the same,
atlas its my map that I can track on a rainy day
hit the mic on my own known' that imma be ok
shit its time to foreclose all those homes
they ain't ever pay the rent

I gotta change
bust a eighth down rip a page out and throw my gaze out to the wind
i pulled the fake out and you stayed grounded with yo chest tucked to yo chin
its ok now cause when the pain sprouted I stayed routed to the hedge
fuck we eating this bread for when there's steaks out in the fridge

im coolin dog, im hip
i gotta whole pool of songs that i whipped up
when you was pulling all those tricks
why were you tugging on my heartstrings when i was ripping all of your glitches out
when the time changes i'll be different now
so when the clock strikes dont forget about me baby

i know where im going
but i feel like 
i got no direction baby

i know where im going
but i feel like 
i got no direction baby

i got no direction baby
i know where im going
but i feel like 
i got no direction baby

pick up the phone
bitches be hating
i hang up the phone
pick up the blunt
bitches be hating
i hang up the coat

FRANK MULLY

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