#mistic
my thoughts like a blueprint,
my trust is it stupid?
i can't really make it up, i ain done up wit this shit now
i can't rlly truh no thot i can't make it to the moon now
i cant done up for no thot , and im tired of the move
and im done up for the cupid, tired of my love now
and im done that i cant do shit, tired of my love
i done lost it all, in a fire. up my mind den, tired of the fucks bitch
ye im tired of they blow down, on my potion
all these niggas wanna go down, i cant trust bitch 
im gon lean up at the rave aint no thot that gon leave me | and ill leave u at the pave 
my blood i can't have it | all you niggas wanna talk on my name, like it really what its worth? 

i said what do you want many thoughts in the fire, thoughts in the pave i can really make it fly, 
thoughts in the pave i can really make it higher, 
swear to god ain no thot, and i really swear to god out my potion,
all these niggas dumb as shit: i've been tryin out my blood all these niggas want is hits
all these niggas talkin down, i can rlly try to blitz
out my blood out my potion, give you what you want 
ain't no thot, jilly thot on my bullshit
ain no thot can we push it? 
and i swear to god ain no bullshit


(ain no thot i can go for 
and i lost all yo bullshit, right up to my heart
yeah i lost all yo love, if that's what it cost
and i wanna lose yo trust, if that's what it cost
and i wanna take your love, and i said i could get fucked up, worked up,
and i said i give no fuck girl, right up to my chain
said i give no fucks bih)

Velt (moon)

suna (numb)

Stamp That prod 416tec

like a n'wah i don't give a fuck and i still cast my spells Prod me

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@nightgowns

highest inna damn room i feel like travis 
best grip on yo glock now im finna grab it 
got yo bitch jumpin on dick like a rabbit 
foamin at the damn mouth like she rabid 
drownin in my damn money like atlantis 
i got niggas inna fields hittin slants bitch 
both sides of that alley blocked u got sandwiched 
feel like cleopatra way they fannin 
ima pharoh dey gon bury me in gold 
i jus dubbed a bad bih they said i sold 

like fuck dat hoe 
bitch i cannot fold
fur hoodie dey said why u wear it? 
cuz its cold (duh)
burberry bitch that shit on me
its my cologne 
move steady 
we gon have u static onna flo 
put yo bones up for display like catacombs
i overthink bitch wen u next to me put down yo phone 
tell yo backdoor watch mine yea im feelin jus like yuke
said im ugly why dis bad hoe jus text me that im cute? 
aint no mercy innis bih when u die u go up or u go down 
sometimes i think bout heaven and hell nd i jus frown 
sometimes i pray to god 
that these fuck ass niggas shut up yea erase the sound

catacombs Prod moon

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