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Lyrics:

ENVIOUS̸
(Yuh) (yuh) (ay) 
Who am I suicide 
been on my mind as of late 
I don’t know where to go 
bitch I think I’ve sealed my fate 
sold my soul let me go
then I fuckin suffocate 
paralyzed, outta time 
bitch I’m stuck inside my grave
let me go
let me die
I don’t want to be alive 
I don’t wanna be this high 
I don’t want to live this life 
take tha knife kill me now 
I’m just a clown in a court, smoke a port 
im okay, maybe I’ll just fade away

RO$ETTA
kill me slowly mothafucka
let me suffer from this pain 
i’ve been living life in denial 
heading to an early grave 
what it was, what it is 
it doesn’t matter anyway 
cuz all this shit was for nothing 
and we all finna die someday

so i’m thinking of committing suicide 
but i don’t wanna make my mom cry
and my dad has been losing so many good people
it’d kill him to see me die 
so i kick back, take a rip off the pen
then look up at the sky 
all i know is the bud is just running out
and i’m sick of gettin high 
Word up
Yeah I’m sick of gettin high
Word up
Yeah I’m sick of gettin high
Word up
Yeah I’m sick of gettin high
Word up
And I fuckin wonder why 
Word up

I WONDER (Ft. RO$ETTA) [Prod. DJ BUDDRIGHT]

DERANGED PROD PLAINFACE

New Cutlass On Forgiatos

Produced n mixed by RO$ETTA

(LYRICS)

RO$ETTA:

mane everywhere i go 
these haters like to talk shit
speaking on my name and the gang 
like they hot shit 
but i’m knowing they ain’t down
claiming they gon break a bitch
i’m smoking on that O, rolling bones
tell them suck my dick

cuz i ain’t got no time for a pussy hating bitch
mothafucka in my face
and best believe you getting hit
mothafuckas acting like they hard
and be talking out they ass
better back that shit up 
before i grab yo bitch and break her back

REMEDY:

hatin muthafuckas talkin shit out they ass
Steady cap rapping in yo tracks

Say dat shit wit yo chest
me n zetta lay ya busta’s to rest

ill minded left a mess of sum lil bitch boi brains im insane when i switch da flow 

Ya know we southwest killas
505 Black Mesa drillas

Roll wit militia known as da illest
Yuh we make ya feel it

We trillin 
Stacking paper to da ceilin
til we hit a million 

pop oxy no penicillin 
Try ta test, we get to killin hoe

HATERS X RO$ETTA (Prod. RO$ETTA)

[LYRICS]

[RO$ETTA]
mane i feel like shit 
keeping under covers 
blinds closed
disconnected, i don’t even want a rip
i just wanna cry, fuck a high 
contemplating suicide 
even laying in my bed, i feel sick
i just wanna die and let worms eat up on me 
don’t even really cover my body except sheets 
i go out like a god of all gods like ancient greece
when they put me dirt, pray to god, i remain deceased 

and when i’m dead
all darkness will come out of my head
everything will fucking end 
and i can finally get some rest
looking back up on my life
i know most, it wasn’t right
if i could fix up everything
i would, yeah, it’d just take me time

[ograbbitwalker]
hush up lil fucker 
you make it to obvi 
that you wanna be something u can’t embody
og, zetta, with that tommy
mane i been thinking about it
this broken body, i love it
mane all this shit that i did 
forgave myself, it took some time

every star will lose its shine 
everybody has a demon 
not everyone has the time 
hoe
574 to 505 hoe

silver lining (feat. ograbbitwalker)

silver lining x ograbbitwalker

an album by WYNTER

with production from yungmexicanbih, sphynx, goth helma, nabi00, g7, vdrivn, NFTR, & samashi

cover by 404parker

listen on all platforms : https://linktr.ee/817madhouse

A THOUSAND WAYS TO FAIL P. NFTR

Bitch im flexed up 
Gotta get the money 
Got my check up
I got the sauce 
They can’t catch up 
I got the sauce 
They can’t catch up 

Talking all that shit 
Pussyboy get your weight up
Big ballin im getting chips 
Fly as fuck these bustas talking  
They hating this 
Cold playa shit 
Bitch you know im one 
I don’t give a fuck 
Bust boy what you want son

Hatin on my name 
While I paper chase 
These mothafuckas 
Talking shit 
What the fuck you say 
Can’t say it mf 
Keep it in yo ass
Sick of all these bustas 
Talking shit 
You ain’t getting bread 

Big ballin
And that money 
Gon keep callin
All these fuckboys 
Keep on talking 
Do we really have a problem 
Tell me how is you gon solve it 
You gon end up with no wallet 
Talking guns I got a rocket 
Not gta pull it out my pocket 

But you won’t 

Couple hoes in my phone 
Yeah that bitch Sandy cheeks 
The way she gimme some some 
These mothafuckas going out broke 
Yall the same lames who talk shit 
Bitch I already know 

That they gonna playa hate
While a playa making bank 
Getting to that bread 
Bitch I ain’t worried about no skank
Yea I always been up late
Grinding bitch I gotta stay
All up on my grind 
Bitch you know im tryna be great 

Have steak on my plate 
Bitch you know what it is 
Bitch you know a playa 
Gonna worry about his business 
Stand up on that shit 
I ain’t really trippin 
All these bitches come and go 
Bitch you know what is
Flexed up 
Bitch you know i gotta the bread 
They really trippin with these bitches 
Bitch you know what they said 
Behind your back 
Now you never know 
So you gotta get through 
On your own until your gon so

AIN’T NO THANG PROD BXXGIEMANE

Bad Vibes

Pain Means Go

Its gonna be ok Melodieslonely365 x Wes365

This EP is a heart cry. A healing session. A real one for the ones still standing after the storm.

“Deliver Me” is not just music — it’s movement through pain, grace, and purpose.
Every track is a conversation between the soul and God — honest, unfiltered, and timeless.

🌟 Tracklist:

    God Got Me – Faith through fire. A reminder that even in the silence, He’s still holding it all together.

    Mirror Don’t Lie – Raw reflection. You are the result of your choices — but grace rewrites the story.

    Run Away No More – For anyone who’s been hiding in shame, this is your permission to come home.

    Too Far – A poetic anthem for those who’ve come too far to fold now. Legacy in motion.

🎧 This one’s for:

    The overthinkers with big hearts

    The ones healing in private

    The dreamers who almost gave up

    The believers with battle scars

If you’ve ever felt unseen, forgotten, or just tired of pretending — press play.
This ain’t a vibe. This is restoration.
#DeliverMeEP #ShemaiahReed #DopeFreshMusic #GodGotMe

run away no more

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New Cutlass On Forgiatos

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