Party Money - Lemon (NYLG Remix)

Lost

Picture a french detective tryna find a serial killer walking down the street with a bifta in his hand fumin that he can't catch this killer even though he knows deep down he's so close and his boss is a tight ass that won't get off his back that his techniques for solving this crime are unorthodox and not by the book buT HE'LL BE DAMNED IF HE LETS ANOTHER HOOKER DIE.

Yeah that.

Loungin'

A lil house gem i made a while back with ma frand Sam. 

Err imagine running through some fields of flowers with a bottle of frosty jacks and a daisy chain head band.

Yeah that.

Deet Deet

So What

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Childish Gambino - Sweatpants (flip)

A lil choon me an ma frand did.

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What are we chasing 
we lock ourselves in darkened basements 
Nothing but powdery cards and dreams we make a statement 
Another brother trapped inside his happy mind 
He keeps it real with razor steel one chops it up the other grinds 
They got the truth down
This how we living for the youth now 
We take a stand against the man no voting booth now 
We separate ourselves from politics and Santas elves 
The biggest lies since close your eyes continue stacking shelves 
We rather stay the same define us clinically insane 
I'd sooner stay in hazy rooms an turn the tunes up all the same 
Can you define it 
They all supply it 
A dream to make your body clean but don't believe achieve an take the stride an 

Just call me Houdini 
The escape artist 
Escape from any situation when it gets hardest
I'm dodging all responsibilities I'm filling up my mind with ease but all the time I rhyme it makes me see the social climb disease 
It's creeping up about to pounce 
A predator we let it come inside our homes an house 
We welcomed it with open arms 
It had a warming charm 
But really never mentioned it's intention was to bring us mental harm 
And turn our mind into a social farm
Were craving likes and friend requests it never rests we missed our own alarm
The bleeping sound of real connection 
Now throw away your retweets and go find yourself some real affection

Set in your Ways

Ye olde track i never did anything with ya get me xoxo

Take a Bite

Amateur Jockey of Discs.

Architect of Weird Noises.

Expressing what my mind sounds like.

I put all my random shiz on here

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