honestly got this shit on repeat, fracking straight fireeeee

HURRICANEZ

mufuckas dont even know bout the work that i put in
shit be so offputting
but i guess the proof is in the pudding
that boy always talk when he shouldnt
how the hell i really made it out
dropped replay got a lotta clout
watch em finally start to find out
i think its really my time now (yessir)
i aint a joke
i saw that pussy lackin thru the scope
i hit that boy in the toe
i did em' like tory lanez did that hoe
yeah, i go to any state turn that bitch up they say they love the MO
mufuckas mad cause i ran up a M with just one of my bros
thats just the way the that it go
aww money all over the floor
i aim the chop at his nose
aww boy saw the pole and he froze
bitch imma mac i might pull out that mac and i turn that boy right to a ghost
none these lil boys out here fucking with zach and i promise that shit is fasho (that shit is fasho)yeah, posted up with yo hoe
no i will not go, they tried to kill me at the show
MObeaty fresher than a mento
say you ballin riding in a pinto
i be wide open in the endzone
i go AB on this demo

fasho w/ homie grim (prod. rollie)

TEMPER (prod. killheen)

JIM (prod. mathiastyner)

PAIN (prod. $ummer$)

THOTTIE (prod. ??)

Lyrics: 

Thinking on a mistake 
did a little bidding in my head space 
sold my soul to stay away from mis taste 
disgrace thinking bout my dumb face 
scattered fuck it shatter heart and leave me in my worst place 

 motherfuckers only care about the baggage only passing verbal passive fuck a passion 
lets just follow what hes doing maybe cash in catch em lacking 
never worried bout my death its only matter time it happens 

watch em gather round they circle like the birds above
puffing on a jay up in the other hand a blunt 
Smoke to face I like the taste of poison up inside my lungs
always blood in hand im coughing up my body not a pun 
always doing drugs what started out for fun 
only taking what I can but lately I be smoking till my vision faded body stiff and numb
fuck it up dont give a fuck about it wont be here for long 
Reaper never distant always linger im the vagabond
abbadon
 rest in piss you piece of shit no peace for leeches dead and gone 
plenty out for me the others hate but talk about my songs
fuck around and find out why im always in my head along 
Ripping and tripping prescription split I take a hit and gone 
Spitting precision the blade done slitting vein im living wrong  
Running no stunting id rather puff the weed inside the bong 
Dejected impressing whatever’s left instead I write this song 
Now lay in bed I look up at the ceiling 
empty heart I long 

Wishing 
this was the end of it all think I’m kidding
I look for a sign or some hope but it’s distant 
In head know it’s wrong but abusing decisions 
To vices now numb feeling dumb always living dependent 
I can’t get away got no ice or no pendant 
Depending I make it no matter I’m sending in life with a

message of give it and sinning repent for a feeling no god in the ceiling it shatters like glass as I fall never kneeling my face got no place in this world why I’m peeling my skin from my bones to be close to these demons berating or hating no matter they with me forever pariah dejected come get me or leave me alone 

In this hole I rot inside my tomb no light it’s dark just like the womb could I presume that  life on pause will not resume so grip the pistol know im doomed 
My eyes now white just like the moon

TEMPER (prod. killheen)

T-CHOPPA

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