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boiscry - Maxed Out(prod.starboyrob)

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She Likes Girls (Prod Splashgvng & King Theta)
Key F Major
Bpm 170

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RiverKinn
"Recollide"
Produced by RiverKinn

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After the damage that you've dealt
You have the nerve to step back in
And interfere with all my plans
I know you miss the way it felt
When I gave into your impossible demands
But you won't convince me again
That you and I could recollide
As if I wouldn't recognize the warning signs
And maybe this is the end
But if I die at least I'll never have to live a lie
With blood on my hands

Blood on my hands
With blood on my hands
With blood on my hands
At least I'll never have to live a lie
With blood on my hands
Blood on my hands
With blood on my hands
With blood on my hands
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"KINTSUGI"
12 Track Album
Produced by RiverKinn

STREAMING:
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APPLE MUSIC: bit.ly/kintsugiAM
OFFICIAL SITE: riverkinn.com/kintsugi

@riverkinn

PLAY DEAD MMXXI

Kintsugi

Recollide

Lyrics

Keep telling myself 
Don’t fuck it up too much 
Going back to living off gold dust 
Wanna live, no I don’t wanna survive 
Breaking my back, sweat, years just to get by 
Just wanna make it for myself
Don’t wanna do it for no one else 
Don’t ever wanna hear that a motherfucker helped me 
Holes in my back yeah a shout out to the selfish 

Yeah you dream of money, fame and hella cars 
You break the roof you’re aiming for the stars 
They don’t believe you’re gonna prove them wrong 
Your faith it falters tryna stay strong 

But it’s okay 
Got a little magic imma smoke it
Focus 
Get yourself caught up with the locust 
Hopeless 
And you struggle through on and on
You’re falling through all the floors 
You hate yourself and all your flaws 
Put away your dreams, disband the cause 
Wake up, go to work and put your life on hold 
You don’t make enough to break all of these bones 
They’ll even take your name, make a database your home

Keep telling myself 
Don’t fuck it up too much 
Going back to living off gold dust 
Wanna live, no I don’t wanna survive 
Breaking my back, sweat, years just to get by 
Just wanna make it for myself
Don’t wanna do it for no one else 
Don’t ever wanna hear that a motherfucker helped me 
Holes in my back yeah a shout out to the selfish 

Keep telling myself 
Don’t fuck it up too much 
Going back to living off gold dust 
Wanna live, no I don’t wanna survive 
Breaking my back, sweat, years just to get by 
Just wanna make it for myself
Don’t wanna do it for no one else 
Don’t ever wanna hear that a motherfucker helped me 
Holes in my back yeah a shout out to the selfish

Don’t Fuck It Up

s0cliche x Ethan Ross - "Miles Away" (prod. Drunk Girl)

This is the fist song release off my upcoming album. Enjoy.

Dear Ghost

~lyrics~

Banded up in the bando
Red handed with the white up my nose hoe
Nobody sees where the goods where the light go
Nobody knows, oh my god where'd the nights go

Fucked up bitch, I'm an asshole, mad hoe
Fucked that shit like I meant all the time woah
Rewind quick cos that bitch she was nice tho
Uh


Bad hoe with the wine tho
Back to the back of the club where the lights low
Got good white tell a bitch gotta try hoe
Sippin on reds got me fallin to floor
So I been up for the night where'd night go
Stressed too much that's why I get high slow
Too quick with the fly treads an the nice flow
XO XO kiss her goodnight hoe

Bad hoe with the wine tho
Back to the back of the club where the lights low
Got good white tell a bitch gotta try hoe
Sippin on reds got me fallin to floor
So I been up for the night where'd night go
Stressed too much that's why I get high slow
Too quick with the fly treads an the nice flow
XO XO kiss her goodnight hoe

Bad hoe with the wine tho

Kiss her goodnight hoe

I been up, from the set, where did I go
Emo, english boy it's a hype thing yeah they know
Yeah they know
Text me X an O's
They're for show
Do they really want me?
I don't know
I don't know yeah

Trashed up
Fucked with the angel boy slitting his wrists
In the studio
Back to the back with this shit
An it's I know I don't wanna fuck that bitch
Cos I got my queen so fuck that ish
Hold on
Lemme sip that quick
Gotta move fast with this slow ass shit
Fuck a 9-5 rather die in a ditch
(AY)


Bad hoe with the wine tho
Back to the back of the club where the lights low
Got good white tell a bitch gotta try hoe
Sippin on reds got me fallin to floor
So I been up for the night where'd night go
Stressed too much that's why I get high slow
Too quick with the fly treads an the nice flow
XO XO kiss her goodnight hoe

Bad hoe with the wine tho
Back to the back of the club where the lights low
Got good white tell a bitch gotta try hoe
Sippin on reds got me fallin to floor
So I been up for the night where'd night go
Stressed too much that's why I get high slow
Too quick with the fly treads an the nice flow
XO XO kiss her goodnight hoe

Bad hoe with the wine tho
Back to the back of the club where the lights low
Got good white tell a bitch gotta try hoe
Sippin on reds got me fallin to floor
So I been up for the night where'd night go
Stressed too much that's why I get high slow
Too quick with the fly treads an the nice flow
XO XO kiss her goodnight hoe

Sippin' On Reds (prod. Metlast X Luffy)

LYRICS:

Take me back, take me back no I won't say it again,
Cause I got trouble in my veins and I got lies on my skin
You wanted love but you trembled at the sight of my sins
If I could take it all back, would you ever forget it?

They told me I look like I'm dying but I feel so alive
I take my problems and I hide them just so I can survive
I gave you everything I had but then you still wanna lie
You took my heart and fucking ripped it out I still wonder why

Can anybody hear my voice?
I cut my losses made my choice
This constant fear of losing something
Pain I know I can't avoid

So Imma end it all with a bang like fuck it
Pop ten xans take rinse from the bucket
Imma kick it like a detox all of ya'll fucked up
Look at my bitch she gon hit me with a re-up
Cuz I'm off the handle I'm off the leash
Get the fuck out my face ain't nobody ever mean shit
And I don't got a problem but whatever you gon say
I could never give a fuck, just stay out my way, rev

Take me back, take me back
No I won't say it again,
Cause I got trouble in my veins and I got lies on my skin
You wanted love but you trembled at the sight of my sins
If I could take it all back, would you ever forget it?
Im so alive 
Im so alive 
Im so alive
Im so alive

prod. tiredead
art by bebopgenisis

tremble

tremble (prod. tiredead)

Morituri Salutamus

Feeling kinda bent now
I just won't forget how
Things had ended up
And now I'm drinking from a double cup

Messages are cryptic
Acting pessimistic
Loss of my existence
I'm just a statistic

Lockdown now confined to stone walls
Vision of a prison I'm stuck with no calls
Looking out the window and watch the snow fall
Spitting all the writtens committing a faux pas

Cellophane game looking right up it's plastic
Think it's gotten fucking better but shit has been getting drastic
Pass the fucking papers to roll up another wood
Might be doing all the shit that they wanted but never could

Sticking up a sign and I'm wearing a balaclava
Bitches never saw me and going and starting drama
Fuck a pig snitching I'm riding inside Impalas
Got the purple up on me they might mistake me for the Ballas

Secondhand bitches they're breathing the blunt smoke
They're reciting all the words and the lyrics I once wrote
Sipping everyday while they're gripping up on the tec
Roll a couple of bundles while they be ripping on the deck

Feeling kinda bent now
I just won't forget how
Things had ended up
And now I'm drinking from a double cup

Messages are cryptic
Acting pessimistic
Loss of my existence
I'm just a statistic

Never knowing pain I'm injecting the novocaine
I've been waiting all alone and avoiding the soaking rain
Thinking in my mind I just wanted to smoke a strain
Calming every fucking nerve and the wanting to blow my brain

Venom in my pocket and flowing into my vein
Got the blood up on the carpet eroding into a stain
Gone without a trace and I'm taking a second look
Caught a vision of the drugs that you wanted but never took

Cash in account got the FAFSA dispersed
But I feel so dead feel the cash is a curse
Never felt better but I never felt great
I just got that pay bout a year too late

Truth of my time yeah the truth got told
Got the drugs out back when the drugs got sold
Deals went bad but the deals got made
And we ate real good when the bills got paid

Feeling kinda bent now
I just won't forget how
Things had ended up
And now I'm drinking from a double cup

Messages are cryptic
Acting pessimistic
Loss of my existence
I'm just a statistic

Just Wanted To Say Thank You For Nothing

Prod. Discent, reprod. YCK

Hanging round I’m a drifter
Scarred and weathered I have blisters
Where I’ve been and who I’ve met
Well there’s plenty things you don’t know yet

Packed my bags
I’m making up a plan to escape
Won’t be back
Wrote a note tried my best to explain

I won’t call I won’t text
No you said I’m like the rest
I’m a no good motherfucker
Feeling so depressed

Case of the blues
Always aim then I shoot
I don’t wanna miss a chance
That I got to advance

Up the ladder making chatter
Nothing I can say’ll matter
In the grand scheme of things
Any song I made or sing

Hanging round I’m a drifter
Scarred and weathered I have blisters
Where I’ve been and who I’ve met
Well there’s plenty things you don’t know yet

Minutes of recognition
Start up my car and turn the ignition
No I don’t got a place to go
I don’t hear a thing they’re saying so

Leaving breathing give me a reason
To keep on going I keep repeating
Drained of my life I feel defeated
With every changing season

Stoned I’m alone
Thought I’d quit it but I don’t
When the heater went and broke
Man my fingers fucking froze

Now my joints are always swollen
And my gloves I got are stolen
Getting by I’m steady rolling
I ain’t needing your condolence bitch

Hanging round I’m a drifter
Scarred and weathered I have blisters
Where I’ve been and who I’ve met
Well there’s plenty things you don’t know yet

BLIND

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