went from no1, to sum1, at least I thought so, stuck up in a bad dream watchin’ front row, people warning me datt evrything is gonna change, Neva thought it would be in tha WORST way😴😵‍💫😵‍💫💯💯💯💯

Their only good song I'm a SB hater until the day I die

didn't think I'd ever relate to this till now

been waiting for so long for that spotlight

🌶️

[HOOK: OG Worry]
ain't nobody fucking with me like they used to
open seat in the coupe so i scooped you
i get caught up in my thoughts and i can't think right
caught up in a nightmare so i don't sleep right
i just want them to treat me like they used to
i just want something real that i'm used to
i just want them to treat me like they...
i just want something real that i'm...

[VERSE I: OG Worry]
went from no one to someone
at least i thought so
stuck up in a bad dream watching front row
people warning me that everything is gonna change
never thought that it would be in the worst way
life going up and down at the same time
suicidal thoughts creeping up in my mind
drug dealer pocket reaping all the benefits
only thing i fucking had to get me through this shit
i been stripped of all i had, man
lost relations with me dad
damn
lost relations with the fam
damn
lost touch of who i am
sad
i'm out seeking peace like i'm seeking air to breathe
pray to a god that i never thought i would believe
grant me serenity for all the things i cannot change
wisdom to know that i can ain't the same

[HOOK: Maire de Gras Ville]
ain't nobody fucking with me like they used to
open seat in the coupe so i scooped you
i get caught up in my thoughts and i can't think right
caught up in a nightmare so i don't sleep right
i just want them to treat me like they used to
i just want something real that i'm used to
i just want them to treat me like they...
i just want something real that i'm...

[VERSE II: Maire de Gras Ville]
all my life i been waiting til the time right
waiting for that shade of light to make me shine bright
day turn to night
yeah, weeks turn to months
wishing i could press that pause button just once
hiding in the back tryna catch up to the front
everything i lack i'll make up for it when i stunt
more bitches
more money
more drugs
more honeys
more stuff the more i want it
more i feel i'm fucking stuck
(i get by)
going through the motions
fucking barely even growing
(i get high)
hiding all of my emotions
never change
i'm stuck
posted
(i get by)
what a lame excuse to keep doing what i do
(i get high)
wasting my shine and that's the fucking truth

Long Term Effects of SUFFERING

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[VERSE I: Raindrop Walka]
i'm falling apart
you mighta thought i was playing a part in the art i've created but most of the words reflect what's happened or what is waiting to start happening
i keep on damaging myself
tryna fill the void with all this water round my neck
i'm bout to drip until i drown
all these drugs up in my nose
i taste the drip that shit's so sour
all these cars that i bought either don't start or got impounded
pursued the american dream
the nightmare's what i doubted
catch a flight to london or i'll catch i flight to lyon
show my face in public
show another one at home
see my name on the marquee
letters falling down
littering a cold dark street somewhere downtown
as soon as i reached cloud 9 it started storming
heavy thunderstorms in every city that i'm touring
life ain't like a rap video
that's just a warning
hoping to see the sun when i wake up in the morning

[VERSE II: Hearse Boy]
all this misery, misery, misery
fuck
look at my history
no mystery where I might end up
just shut up
don’t wanna hear it
it’s my decision
may be my last words so just please listen
so long
it’s been torture being here
so gone
getting high been how I cope with fear
same song
and I’m sick of singing it
let me move on
it’s for my benefit but come one come all to my down fall
bear witness to everything that I can’t solve
my therapist made me promise before I end it all
that her phone would be the one I choose to call crying asking
is it really worth it?
what's beneath the surface or behind the curtain
really don’t think I wanna take this any further
made one last attempt to figure out my purpose
I called her phone it said..

[OUTRO: Raindrop Walka & Hearse Boy]
when life gets hard keep on marching on
even if the finish line is far or you have to push the car
keep on marching on

THE NUMBER YOU HAVE DIALED IS NOT IN SERVICE

Dawn FM

Sacrifice

[VERSE I: Ruby da Archangel]

sold my soul to the GREY
became a household name
i claimed my grave and chained my name
i'm out the game
i don't play to win
i don't play at all and win by default
i climbed to the top just to see how far down i would fall
looked up at the heavens and thought it looked small
below me a valley a demons constantly scheming
i looked back down thinking "fuck all of yall"
i came into this world as an accident
blazing trails just to get a whiff of that blackened scent
pull up in the porsche if the benz got in an accident
fuck
ima have to get my car wrapped again
i'm back again 
back against the wall
tryna live it up before the curtain falls
white knuckle grip holding up my GREY cabal
any questions?
give one of my managers a call

[VERSE II: Lil Apache]
used to hide from the pigs now it's the IRS
wetto stil white trash 
fuck all the alphabets
ain't a damn thing changed but the change i got
all these chains came from pain and the blame i rock
just gimme the drop
gimme the spot
gimme the time
gimme the place
ringing the 9
bringing the mob
keeping the iron by my waist
off of the lines like a race
my decline gave me space to get my ind to redefine what the fuck i'm looking for today
so it's fuck an intro
fuck what you think you know
"scrim was better on dope"
fuck i heard that before
pulling crowds like the pope
heard your broke and it shows
i won't say no names though but he got a cameo
$UICIDE til the murder show
been getting head all around the globe
backstage hoes tell em tally-ho
maybe oddy though

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Sing Me a Lullaby, My Sweet Temptation

Genesis

GENESIS

[Verse I: Germ]
fire spitter
wood grain whipper
percs cut out the liquor
drank sipper 
fuck a doctor bitch and it’s still fuck my liver
head spinner
Dior on my bitches
they all bout the benjis 
lane switchin 
paint drippin 
hope the feds ain’t on my pimpin 
caught the flight 
we done took off we on pluto now 
walk em down 
his ass fried 
he in them pits right now 
bounties up 
heard they want my head 
This ain’t GTA
NBA ballin like I’m Kobe 
hella choppa blades 
smokin’ potent 
just put down the potion I can barely breathe 
Hennessy colored Mercedes big body we came for the cheese
Pretty please bitch I said once and now you gots to bleed
forgis on the truck when I pull up it’s easy 
bet these demons see me and they wanna be me 
I been out my body uptop like a beanie 
heard that boy he crazy he’s been hot like fevers 
please dont lose yourself you ain’t never gon please me

[VERSE II: Scrim]
Don’t give no fucks I was raised by them goons
Came out the womb I was gripping that tool
Kept the glock 45 in my backpack at school
Grey 59 boy and my click filled with wolves
Sub 8s just to keep my fuckin mind straight
Auto steering and I still can’t even drive straight
Eastern bloc wetto raising up the crime rate
Suicide bitch I’m everything you’re mom hate
G R E Y till I die
Drug addicts up and down my blood line
Chains more flooded than the lower 9
Hear my battle cry oh ohhhhhh
This that DNS slick
Call the EMS quick
Seats color period
Paint PMSing
If them pills pressed then
It’s still fuck it ima pop em
From the west of the Huey
Where we pop, lock, and drop em

[Verse III: Ruby]
gimme all your fucking hate
i need that shit like yesterday
only way 
that im able to motivate myself
“ruby such a loser”
bitch i agree with you what the hell?
insecurity what i sell
g59 the cartel
g59 the army bitch im bout to buy a fucking tank
east bank 
bound 
bitch im south 
of the lake
runnin round town everyday like wow ruby really on the prowl 
better pray
better take your family somewhere safe
i got demons with me i might let em out the cage
suicide live coming at you from the fucking grave
bitch i hide from the limelight im chillin in the shade
when the times right
ill be sidelined 
pay attention to my eyesight
checkin highlights
find the future of the 59 get em signed might let em shine bright and thats really all i gotta motherfucking say

DIRTIESTNASTIEST$UICIDE

My Swisher Sweet, But My Sig Sauer

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - MY SWISHER SWEET, BUT MY SIG SAUER

$UICIDEBOY$ x SHAKEWELL - BIG SHOT CREAM SODA

POLLUTED PARADISE

[LYRICS]
(CHETTA)
FILL UP MY CUP TO THE TIP ITS A MUST
IMA POUR ABOVE THE RIM TUPAC WITH THE TUSS
I COULD MIX A COMBINATION
LIL TECH LIL ACT
SHOW UP DEEP LIKE CONVERSATION
LET ME LIVE LET ME ACT
REAL TALK VISION VIVID
IVE DONE SEEN BODY BAGS
TOE FOR TOE WITH ANY VICTIM
IVE DONE SHOOK KILLAS HANDS
TALKING MONEY OVER GRAMS
WRAPPING BRICKS UP WITH SARAN
COUPLE HOMIES OFF THE TAN
AIR YOU OUT YOU A FAN
WELL ILL BE GODDAMN
BUT GOD DONT EXIST SO I GUESS ITS JUST DAMN
FROM A WHOLE NOTHER PLANET
HOPING OUT THE TRANS-AM
SMOKEY THE BANDIT
SWERVING IN MY SPACE SHIP
DIPPING IN MY STASH SHIT
THEY CANNOT RELATE SHIT
NEVER ON NO FAKE SHIT
LAMES WANNA JUMP SHIFT
STACK EM UP LIKE ROIDS BITCH


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Polluted Paradise (feat. $uicideboy$) [Prod. $crim]

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[VERSE I: PAPA PINE]

bitch i feel like tungsten
lungs itch from crumbling piff
a dozen blunts lit stuck on my lips
i summon something bloodless from the fucking pits of hell
yeah, i got fungus growing in my stomach because i'm chugging wishes from the wishing well
watch me swell from ingesting infectious hopes and dreams
you will never perfect them
smoking weed while i'm texting affections to your hoe named alexis
adding her to my collection
told her pull up to the 7th
i got one zip of that dumb shit but no protection
now the blunt's lit
she's a punk bitch
to my recollection, pussy like a dungeon
got me mumbling
now i'm flexing at the function
G*59 we run shit

[VERSE II: GERM]

ran up on 'em with the terror squad
i swear to god
up north, i'm off the snow with a bad lil' hoe
my woes with me on that rambo flow
kick down the door
we don't knock
we send shots
touchdown
i got the pack
roll that sit back
no lack
trusty burner relax on my lap
i got yo bitch on my dick
audemaur wrist so slick
dripping all wet on my shit
i wish a nigga would come claim his bitch
i got flame for that shit
respect ain't shit
yall niggas ain't shit
this shit is sickening
never stopping, DN$ the limitless
running, ruling i need infinite
aw shit
roll my dope
bang hoes with my bros
roll that motherfucking ghetty green, a nigga tryna smoke.

[VERSE III: $LICK $LOTH]

seven grams in the raw cone
fuck boy, it's my dick you can jump off
oh lord, i just popped me a xan bar
hold court when i ride with the pistol grip
talk shit to a fat bitch, make her feel average
bet sensei one stack if he smashed
woke up in the AM i heard that he passed it
migo and meth and lil germ hit her backwards
northside shawty got the 40 and the gaudy
purgatory is where i reside
east side of highway fifty nine
west side that m i crooked letter crooked letter i p p i
we don't see time
we don't decline, but we stay high
shadows under them street lights
keep hoes out of my sight
germ said he got that potent
ruby told meth to roll it
know we keep the best of green, so you know i'm smoking

DIRTIERNASTIERSUICIDE

$UICIDEBOY$ x GERM - OBEY THE WALRUS

[VERSE I: SLICK SLOTH]

playa haters surround me like vultures on a dead body
get the fuck from 'round me, ain't tryna be yo' fuckin' friend 
white boy with the nappy hair
bought the platinums, nah, not double-O, bruh
bunch of all you thirsty
thirty somethin' motherfuckin' bald head headass
won't get off this playa nuts
test yo' luck, might catch slugs
this that middle finger up
shit, fuck a bitch
and fuck you too for thinkin' we would not make it
tell me, really (How does it feel?)
if you were in the field believin' the vision that we living
fuck the fluxes of competition, we got the leverage (How does it feel?)
fuck you punks, we stock weapons
47s, .45s, TECs, poles on deck
cut throat, boy
there's more than one reason that I'm a—

[VERSE II: Ruby da Cherry]

broke boy ain't broke
i got a lot of fucking bread now
i've seen the globe
muffaletta loaf sitting in the right and left pockets
but my pockets got a lot of fucking holes
leave a trail of the crumbs for them fuckboys to follow
yeah fill up that hollow stomach with my sorrow
tomorrow ain't promised - a tough pill to swallow
but roxycodone ain't a tough pill to snort
it's a tough pill to kick
always fall short
standing tall with my vice
fuck yall for the sport
the money the bitches the fame
feeling like a hoard
now i'm smoking more ports
and i'm closer to death than i was when i was poor
cooking pizza in the kitchen
passing out on the couch
i'll die from being bored
sing a sadass song with just 4 chords
oh lord
sing a sadass song
another death in the 7th ward
oh lord
sing a sadass song for yung $now 
putting in hours at the morgue
sing a sadass song for another tally on the sword
blizzard storm when i mourn

EITHER HATED OR IGNORED

CLYDE (I HOPE AT LEAST ONE OF MY EX GIRLFRIENDS HEARS THIS)

AWKWARD CAR DRIVE (Feat. $uicideboy$)

Kamaara - IWannaBitchLikeDillionHarper

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$uicideboy$ - All That Glitters Is Not Gold, But It's Still Damn Beautiful

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