KIDZ ON DOPE (prod. hotwheels x GMF)

(5/5) WHOZ DA MAN (prod. plure) *VIDEO IN DESC*

How U Feel

LYRICS 

To heaven sent 
And a drop of a pen 
And I’m makin out a path 
Leave a mark with my brand 
Tell em all represent 

I’ll fuck with the realest 
Who look like a menace
I’m counting the minutes 
Don’t try to empress 

I’m on my shit and I’ll fall for the rest
I’ll ball my fist who fucks with the best

Peepin this game 
And it’s hard to explain 
Keepin it true to yo thing
Don’t front the game 
So fuck this fame
Y’all look the same

Over coming all this pressure 
Livin with lesser shit 
Draggin my problems I mastered stress
Your endin a phobic that festers 
Best up 
Ready to vest up 

Pickin up broken hope
So cold tensed up 
Vest up 

3x
Peepin this game 
And it’s hard to explain 
Keepin it true to yo thing
Don’t front the game 
So fuck this fame
Y’all look the same


Lookin like bandit all day 
Telling me about it no way
I’m sorry admit it 
Following modest and ease 

Slimfiend looking like a sensei
Take em to the shoreline 
better not test me 
Rip em a new thought 
Said don’t test me 
Teachin the broken ones sanity 

Lookin like bandit all day 
Telling me about it No way
I’m sorry admit it 
Following modest and ease

MODEST AND EASE

Lyrics:

All I see is rain
All I feel is pain (what what)
I cannot complain
Everything'll change (what what)
I feel so alone, 
When did I go wrong (what what)
All they ever say 
All they'll ever says (tough luck) 

When I wake up in the morning 
Ion know what to say
So ion say a fucking thing 
N just go on with the day
Cus I been searching for my purpose
N somebody who'll stay,
But I wind up on my own
Smoking blunts by the bay
N it was raindrops falling
Last time I seen your face
I jus wish I woulda known that we would never meet again
When I smell the Petrichor, remember why I love the rain
Cus it puts me in that moment n lets me live it all again (what)

BLUNTS BY THE BAY (PROD. KEJZI)

FIENZ(Prod.GMF)

Evil Intentions

[RO$ETTA]
this beat is getting me sleepy, so let me take a hit 
and let my mind drift off, deep up in the abyss
no more pain, for now i’m chilling but can’t maintain 
i bottle up my emotions to hide away the pain

i smoke a joint just to relax and help me calm down
but i’m still paranoid as shit and still anxious as
hell 
nothing is working no more, i’d rather kill myself
i put the gun to my head and that’s when the tears came out

but then i reconsider
take my hand off the trigger
what am i doing?
“yo zetta, you good?” “i’m never better” 
i’m on a broken road, yeah i gotta pay the toll
i’m just a lonely soul, waiting for my time to go 

i hit up MUDAH, i tell him to bring the buddha
i got so many problems to jot
i need a tutor, but yo
ain’t on no fake shit but i think i’m mentally depressed 
that’s why i need all these drugs but i’m strictly smoking sess 

[MUDAH]
my pain lives deep in my mind 
he’s bottled up all the time
writing rhymes like a slave 
for the mothafucking MUDAH mane
i get lost in the smoke
so roll one up 'fore i go
i cannot stay with you hoe i got ILL MINDED on the phone 
they said "mane, you down to roll?"
i said "you already know"
and so I head out the door and push that pedal to the floor

i do this shit for the team
count that money, get that cream
like a fiend for this shit 
this that shit you couldn't dream
i reached the top of the tower
same bitches call every hour
asking for kisses and flowers
but my heart been feeling sour 

i got my mind on the game
but never praying for fame
the more people know my name
the more pussies wanna hate
so stay the fuck out my lane, you pussy motherfuckers lame 
and I'm mentally deranged 
you better lock me away

you don't wan fuck with the MUDAH if I'm not high off the buddha 
this don't have to be a murder but I'm that ill minded shooter

[MILFORDDAGREAT]
and i’m supposed to be dead cuz i’m a WANTED $OUL
and just because you give good brain doesn’t make you ILL MINDED, hoe
been fucking with the fascination of suicide 
i don’t need a fucking ride or die, i’d rather have that nine by my side

and breathe in hella smoke, pull my cards then i toss my bones
bring me fame and fortune, rapping with the ILL MINDED SOLDIERS
greater than the heaven sent, that’s what the devil told us

now while i spit this simple flow for you simple minded hoes 
ima go and crush the herb up, put it in a bowl
then all my problems come caving down 
no one can save me now 
i knew it from the start how it’s supposed to play out

the only one home, lost up in the metronome 
all depressed, not fucking with the fam anymore
rolling up to kill the short term memory but now i sit back wondering where my life has gone

@rosettashawty666
@milforddagreat
@_joseph._.chavez_

ONLY FOR ILL MINDS

ONLY FOR ILL MINDS (PROD. MUDAH)

AFTER HOURS [Prod. Sachy]

MY MENTAL HEALTH IS DECAYING SO QUICKLY

Always giving a part of myself to this. 4ever luv yall.
Prod. KoraKazi

The Illusion Of Sanity Creates Insanity

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