muse

Paycheck (junoes)

hallucinogenic

fuck that sick zionist prick
produced by @audijunko

RIP CHARLIE KIRK

Pop out with a new Beamer 
Only wearing fat trues 
When i tried to talk to you 
You said I’m acting brand new
Wasnt what you thought, shit. 
Wasnt what you hoped for 
But when the sky come down
Your gonna look for the rope first 

Emo-emo but I’m hopeful 
West coast weather don’t change 
Ain’t for me tho
Miss feeling four season change 
When I feel low
Like back when you left me to hang 
Didn’t need you 

Emo-emo but I’m hopeful 
West coast weather don’t change 
Ain’t for me tho
Miss feeling four season change 
When I feel low
Like back when you left me to hang 
Didn’t need you

Ran up, Took two 
I don’t wanna fight you 
If you piss me off bitch
I might have to glass you 
On sight, clip you 
Bitch I took your man too 
Bitch you was angry 
Bet you gonna harm you 
Bitch you was anxious 
But I feel the same too
Everybody lame shit 
I don’t have no friends boo
Bitch I will end this
 if I gotta kill you 
bitch I will end my own life 
I never cared too 
(Aim gun to my head)

Pop out with a new Beamer 
Only wearing fat trues 
When i tried to talk to you 
You said I’m acting brand new
Wasnt what you thought, shit. 
Wasnt what you hoped for 
But when the sky come down
Your gonna look for the rope first 

Emo-emo but I’m hopeful 
West coast weather don’t change 
Ain’t for me tho
Miss feeling four season change 
When I feel low
Like back when you left me to hang 
Didn’t need you

pretty girl trues

Drug dealer injects his fent remix (feat. wlkr.chris) - bonus

Maybe I messed up I feel lonely
Why can’t you come here and console me
Run ur nails through my hair and hold me

I’ve been craving human affection 
Karmas real, ive learned my whole lesson
Spiraled into manic depression

Why cant you be here with me 2x

Look outside my window its blue hour
The moon reflects light on all the flowers
Thinking bout how we couldve been right now

Why cant you be here with me 2x

prod by proddkash 

made all in 1 school night all nighter

blue hour

hiii

I walk around with cleavers in my jeans
I think I saw you in my dreams, I'm on the murder scene
His ass is sipping Cannalean
I'm sipping real dirty
This ain't no airsoft, lil bitch, this is a real 30
Walk in, walk out, my bag right
Xan inside my cup, I'm booted up, I'm playing Half-Life
She got no soul, I know there's nothing past those blue eyes
Diegointhedark, got emo bitches up on Facetime


Do it all again
I fucked your bitch and you ain't stop me
Do it all again
Oh, that's your girlfriend? Why she on me?
Do it all again
In the party, I'm a victim
Do it all again
Broke her heart, I had to get it out my system


i want some more ( demo )

HateTheOldMe