Always fucked up and wake up tryna breathe

let em sink to the bottom of the ocean .. 💔

[VERSE I: Northside Shorty]
it's that demented motherfucker
i'm kicking it with my brothers
repping the *59
you know GREY the fucking color
my gat screaming "kill 'em, wetto, hit 'em where they lay!"
smoking 'em like some indo
let the pistol up and spray
never could be fucked with
my dick they love to suck it
they calling me game 7 slick
i switch a bitch like subjects
pull up continental
make a hoe get sentimental
i got 18K in dental
balling with no fundamentals
michael jackson off a thriller dose
hold off on the killer dose
cooking up in a rental
"BAM!"
Emeril with the chemical
northside general
pull up in that benz
forgis turn it something cynical
anyway
think i'm bout to die by anyday
half high pass five
rolling up that mary jay
i might drop 30 like Curry with no NBA
hop out Eddie Murray with the stick and let it swing away
hot boy turn the block out
pimping out the crack house
macking up on these bitches
flew a hoe to fuck from krakow
my dick threw her back out
packed and flew her back out
been running and gunning and fucking
all while tripping in a black out
mane it's the killer
northside guerilla
mom and dad both friends and my ex a pill dealer
tell me who keep it realer?
there's no drug i ain't touched
Basquiat you face and i Banksy your face up
boy aim with your face up
they clowns with no make up
this me before warm ups
i ain't even laced up
fuck boy get your rank up
robbing and dealing and homicide
Spice 1 wetto from the ghetto
i was born to die
let 'em fry



[VERSE II: Southside Shorty]
ruby getting up in them gizzards
neck look like a blizzard
keeping an eye on these snakes in the grass so i move just like a lizard
backwood tastes vanilla
popping pain killers
grip the .45
i feel like the grey gorilla
chickenheads flocking
they think i'm a quesadilla
beating up the pussy i must be a lady killer
papa pine break your spine
rub her clit like it's a vibe
now she's asking what's my sign so i threw up the *59
i'm the lord of the 7th ward
pick the lock of heaven's door
feel no need to settle scores
leave pussies red and sore
never called her back she breaking down like metalcore
everybody steals my sauce like they fiending for peppercorn
check the score
GREY*59 5 and 0 in the 4th 
what a chore
rolled a blunt so big we'll have to light it with a torch
whip looks like it might've lost the second world war
ruby such an animal
7th ward dragon
when i breathe it's fucking flammable
keep my click tight and isolated like we cannibals
all these fucking chains
you would think i'm wearing mannacles
yea bitch tell what's happening
dick so big i'll turn her pussy to the grand canyon
all my haters pussy like i keep on smelling salmon
keep it old school
i might pull up with a cannon
yeah bitch tell me what it is
wake up with a smile picking out the right fit
oj in the morning like i stabbed a white bitch
every color in the fucking rainbow sucked my white dick

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Fucking Your Culture

FUCKING YOUR CULTURE

[VERSE I: Lord of Loneliness]
ruby be pulling these hoes all over the globe
but still i'm alone putting shit up my nose
all of the money, the cars, and the clothes
it comes and it goes
one day i'll be ready to gather my bones
dig me a hole
say goodbye as my two eyes start to close
but that day ain't even close
all of yall leave me alone
leave me alone
who the fuck won't copy us?
no stopping us
she blocked me cause i'm stocking up on foxy sluts and shoddy cuffs
no roxy dust
i'm oddy nuff
the next bitch who wanna lock me up i'm knocking up
the rope in my hand keeps knotting up
i'm so tired of thinking i'm not enough

[VERSE II: Lil Remains]
pull up in a drop top
(why?)
people tryna take what's mine
(who?)
people i called my friends
(where?)
people i called my fam, goddamn
speed dial my style for a fix
(when?)
right now and i don't wanna hear shit
(wait what?)
i tell a hoe take off before i cut the dope off
living too painful to quit
i been dreaming of a reason not to paint the fucking ceiling with my brains and mypain
that's just how the fuck i'm feeling
tired of hurting
feeling worthless
is this God thing really working?
pointless searching for a purpose
meet me at my service

In Constant Sorrow

IN CONSTANT SORROW

[VERSE I: Cut Throat Van Gogh]
It’s that north north player
boy these pills ain’t no bayer and this weed like an onion
you can smell it in the air
cut throat van gogh
slicky the picture painter
my hoe want me to save her but at best i might betray her
i was never one to fit in
why would i bring a kid in this world fucked up and hard enough to just exist in
riding around with that glock thinking “should i blow my tizzop?”
one last way to ball
kill myself while getting mizzouth 



[VERSE II: Papa Pine]
scrim is fucking sober but i smoke enough weed for the both of us
honey games
my lungs are stained
must numb my brain
i can't focus
suppressing my emotions
turn 'em into concrete
let 'em sink to the bottom of the ocean
matter fact i'll turn 'em into raw meat
let the sharks eat
gut the gar please
i need to smoke
fuck
again i'm losing focus
hit the weed
so i can go to sleep
i hate having dreams
they're always fucked up and i wake up trying to breathe

Ashes of Luxury

ASHES OF LUXURY

Lyrics:

[Intro]
Pull the trigger, Budd Dwyer, hahaha
ByMe 

[Chorus: DJ Paul]
Sittin back
Gettin my dick sucked, gettin my dick sucked
Sittin back
Gettin my dick sucked by the neighborhood ho

[Verse 1: Yung $now]

Blade on my waist
Blunt to the face and I'm up in this thang
Drugs in my veins, your bitch is so lame
Remember her throat, don't remember her name
Creep in the night, hear my knife from the flip
Taking your life then I'm taking your bitch (Ah)
Feeding her drugs and watchin' her die
Kiss on her lips then I'm shutting her eyes
If she with Yung $now, she ain't leavin' alive
Truthfully die, she was livin' a lie
Hated her folks, loved all the drugs
Hated true love, she just love to fuck
Love just to gut, love just to roll (Roll)
Hated just to talk, so she always moans (Moan)
Ridin' all alone and I wish that I was home (Home)
Wishin' that I didn't go down this road (Road)
The day that I die, hope my mama don't cry (Cry)
Hope she realize it was just my time (Time)
Nobody ever ready to bury their own child
But I'm dead already, so I'm good for a while
Young white punk, dead girls rollin' blunts (What?)
Blood on the Backwood, roll 'til she numb (Yeah)
Cuts on her wrists, teardrops on the face
So I flip my switchblade just to let her know she's safe 

[Chorus: DJ Paul]
Sittin back
Gettin my dick sucked, gettin my dick sucked
Sittin back
Gettin my dick sucked by the neighborhood ho

[Verse 2: Yung $carecrow]

Lightin' up the blunt while I'm thinking of you
Walking down the block, I ain’t whippin' the coup
Take another drag while I look at the moon
Young GPS, I come equipped with the route
I don't have to wonder cause I see the truth
I don't need love you can hear the proof
Break another bag while I feel the ruins
Start to look my way but I ain't in the mood
Sponsors floodin' my inbox but there's one thing that they don't know
I stuff thick money in my thin socks
And not yet to sign for no dough
Fuck you and your team
Fuck you and your dreams
You look like the rest and you sounding like me
Gotta co-sign now you think you a beast
Fuck that and fuck this
I put that up on me
Act like you hard but in person you sweet
Yet to meet you but I heard from the streets
You couldn't breathe if you stepped up to me
Look at my eyes and I'll show you the creep

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[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry]

i got a drip catch me duckin
all of these bitches ain't fuckin me no
can't hold a conversation with no one but my cousin
he tell me don't worry the money is comin
these bitches is comin
the only question i got now is will i see it before i end up dead in the ground?
lay low at the bottom of a tulip bed
they know Ruby got a lot of useless thread
cut me open let me rest
there ain't nothin in my chest
a hollow cage that caused my death
i'm hauled away just pause my breath

[Verse 2: Yung $carecrow]

woke up dope sick with a cut wrist
lil bad bitch sayin here's a plot twist
when you cut it you weren't even a lil piss
just a grin on your face sayin watch this
now i'm sittin back thinkin how sick am i?
but that went away the moment i got high
i'm sayin' now what it do? who are you?
get the fuck out my livin room
get the fuck out my mental too
what bitch? you can't hear when i talk to you?
now i'm back to square one with my hand on the gun
mommy screamin son don't do it
i love you
don't do it
don't do it
don't do it
i can't help this feelin
don't you see that i need all these prescriptions
this ain't no livin
it's a vision of the vicious cycle that is my addiction

Now the Moon's Rising

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Lyrics

use to be on booth st. seeing 2D
now we do 3 1080 HD
go press the ac, yelling like it hate me
when the sun start screaming i let my ice save me  
i put it on and my temperature dropping
father time diamonds press pause and they stop ya
cryogenic pendants ima be the last fossil
now for my next trick i will die proper
loaded my duffel with these blades and they just got polished
thinking about the day brings me nothing but silence
runnin up with that fuck it I’m glad that i left my baggage
they all asked if it happened replied with laughter
never one to banter i wanna up the ante
every day i take the standard and put it where they cant see
forever where they cant be, never understand me
id rather be the one they hate than the one they think is friendly 
dot zip the competition if there ever was any 
drag to the trash, ash, then i right click empty
u cant edit this body, all these layers are locked away
told them "system 32" is something they don’t need to operate
systems frozen now everybody hate me
nothin to new to me, I’m use to it thankfully
reboot text yes you can all thank me
i am the virus that got your heart racing
once i hit u with that backspace you aint comin back
control alt delete ya give me space like tab

Bones - CtrlAltDelete

Fuck Your Culture

[VERSE I: Lil Cig]

Northside shorty pull up in a drop top
3 AM with the night back drop
popping on pills like I pop cough drops
multi-millionaire all from my laptop
slob on my knob until your jaw lock
came a long way from rocks in my sock
moon walk on the block
while I'm sipping on Wok
took a whole year off and we still on top
still the same boy that came from Jeffer Street
still the best friend that the devil keep
always burning up
triple six degrees
lock Scarecrow in hell and throw away the key

[HOOK: Lil Cig & 40 Blunts]

As the years go by
another day closer to death
time is ticking
hurry x 3

[VERSE II: 40 Blunts]

As the years go by
all the things that you were gonna do
you never did 'em
now you're wondering how come they never listen whenever you're talking
look who the fuck just walked in
time to clear the air
fuck that
I'll be coughing until my coffin
and in my coffin I won't toss and turn
instead I'll rest
I've earned some sleep 
let me dream up sheep
release me into the deep
cover up my head with the sheet
As the years go by
the same fuck girls will be fucking the same fuck boys
as the years go by
the same heroes you once had have been reduced to a toy
as the years go by
the drugs used to be fun
now, they've become a problem
as the years go by
before your life even begun
now, it's coming undone

ASHES OF LUXURY

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