Lyrics: I’m just like 
Close up the windows 
Duct tape the blinds 
I don’t wanna go outside 
Fuck liquor fuck wine 
I’m chugging full 40s 
And I’m feeling Devine 
Well at least most of the time 
Bitch I got my back 
All up on the flo 
Looking at the ceiling watching all the lights go 
Bitch you’ll get smacked 
For talking hell no 
Better shut up get your nut up if you coming coming with that fuck shit bro 
Fuck This bro 
Fuck this 
Fuck this 
Fuck this bro
Fuck a function Bitch 
Wtf is up with you 
If you not fucking with me bitch 
Then who the fuck is fuckin with you 
If you hatin on the other side 
Then give me a buck or 2 
You a punk ass motha fucka through and fuckin through 
100 percent a loser man you know what it do 

Bitch I feel the breeze 
Make me feel like I’m at ease 
When this cold ass earth makin all these hearts freeze 
Fuck it 
Turn this bitch up whenever you please 
fuck it 
When I make a song I never miss 
Like I be shooting 3s 

All I gotta say is 
Fuck you bitch 
And if you gotta problem with it you can 
Suck my dick

Fuck them
Hit you wit dat 1 2 
Fuck 12 
I do what I want to 
Hell yeah 
Never let em take dat 
Fuck a hell cat 
I’ll be riding in a maybach

BREEZY BABY

[LYRICS]

Follow where the reaper walks 
Scythe swinging through the street
Lights flicker on and off 
While screams they echo evilly
They’ll use us as a center piece
So gather around and feast
Who knew this was gonna be
The last place that I’d see
Made amends
For another million men
Just like me
Who wanna live again
And take back all they did
To feel free
Highs and lows
Inhaled
Emotions
Stick with me
Til the bitter end
The bitter end
Knock twice I’ll let you in
Let’s play til the bitter end
The bitter end
The bitter end
Yeah
Feels like I’m with a ghost
Til the bitter end
The bitter end
The bitter end
Care less and less
I know it’s hurting them
Yeah
Til the bitter end
The bitter end
Hollow minds still terrorized
Lies seek out eyes and ears
Sighs whisper in the dark
Beleaguer all who dares to hear
One bitter end for me
Found beauty through out every fear 
Signed away my name in blood
I can’t get away from here
Made amends
For another million men
Just like me
Who wanna live again
And take back all they did
To feel free
The bitter end
The bitter end
Just like me
The bitter end
The bitter end
To feel free

Bitter End (Prod. graydawn)

[RO$ETTA]
don’t try and run 
i’ll spill your blood
all over the fucking place 
i’ll have this room look painted red
zetta sealed your fucking fate 
you mothafuckas dead 
if i’m seeing you come around my way
i’m harry pothead, slytherin gang 
i’m son of the fucking snake

a cobra’s what i am
striking you down bitch it’s what i do
never fucked wit none of the xans 
but i’ll be smoking on some of the boof
and hoe i’m getting high as hell
thats when my raps become murderous tools
the ill minded mafia coming the kill
along wit the grimelife we coming for you 

[LOKRYPT]
red eyes, red dot, i don’t really give a fuck
i’m psycho mane and  creepin up
AK blast up on a punk
mane i swear i’m fucking done
with these pussy hoes thinking they tough
slide up on em, rough em up
slap a bitch for barking too much
TERRORTEMPLE never fuss

never cuff no hoe if it’s fake love
don’t know who to trust
but at least my brother with me
shouts out to RO$ETTA mane
feel my pain as i collide 
with these feelings that i hide inside
mask up on my face
won’t leave a trace
when i step to terrorize the blind

RED DOT x LOKRYPT

“Moments”
Produced by @demalinprod

(BOONE)

I hold in this moment
To remember you
can’t give in
can’t forget if I wanted too
So just try to relax
fuck the past
I know how much heart it’s gonna take
I’ll give all I have
you left me clueless
feeling torn
and kept for uses
soul already poured 
out of my mind
tryna make more music 
know I’m always here
in my rut
hide away in tune with
how I wanna change 
My own ways
signed out
phone stays muted 

(A.M.E.C.K.)

Always gone 
I ain’t been home in weeks
On the road we ain’t getting no sleep
Everything getting right in our reach
Tryna chase all the feelings I need
Tryna argue every time that we speak
Still need you around
Don’t leave
Know my pride can’t have me looking weak
Now you hate that my heart on my sleeve

(BOONE)

I hold in this moment
To remember you
can’t give in
can’t forget if I wanted too
So just try to relax
fuck the past
I know how much heart it’s gonna take
I’ll give all I have
I hold in this moment
To remember you
I hold in this moment
To remember you
can’t give in
can’t forget if I wanted too
So just try to relax
fuck the past
I know how much heart it’s gonna take
I’ll give all I have

BOONE X A.M.E.C.K. - Moments (Prod. demxlin)

“ChaleFoo”
Produced by @shneaky-productions

(A.M.E.C.K.)

Niggas hella mad
Cuz they play the bench
Niggas say they clout
But he paid for it
And I shine so bright
That this shit a hit
I don’t really need a lot
Just save a pinch
And I’m taking off
But it ain’t a sprint
Life’s going so fast
That my legs are bent
Niggas wanna roach
Til the raid come in
You ain’t really going hard
Just say that shit


(BOONE)

Love melancholy
Fuck a lord tryna stop me 
Lil shun sorta numb
Lil shun getting sloppy
Top from the thot
Break up rocks
Grind up pot
In my thoughts
Live then rot
What is next
I can’t stop
Ah
Are you hearing me
Sweet tyranny
Play a game with your soul
Silly rabbit
tricks up sleeves
Like to leave it known
Hoe you ain’t shit to me
Everyone has those days
I play off the bitter sweet
Greed
Lies
Fakes
Disguised
Seek
Demise
I see it
Behind eyes

(A.M.E.C.K. & BOONE)

Risk taking
Going fast
With the shit blazing
Shunny getting high
finalize all the time taken
Been faded
Straight gas
And I’m tryna face it
Outta mind
Outta sight
Fight with the life wasted

Late nights on the go I’m patient
Hella spite I can tell they faking
Bright lights for the time we waited
Mind’s right so I know I’ll make it
Late nights on the go I’m patient
Hella spite I can tell they faking
Bright lights for the time we waited
Mind’s right so I know I’ll make it
Late nights on the go I’m patient
Hella spite I can tell they faking
Bright lights for the time we waited
Mind’s right so I know I’ll make it

BOONE X A.M.E.C.K. - ChaleFoo (Prod. $hneaky)

“Lost Focus”
Produced by @5dlos

(A.M.E.C.K.)

I can read the room
You ain’t even say a thing
I been putting on
For my motherfuckin’ team
Everything been going so fast
Like a dream
But I gotta slow it down
Just to see the scenes
Fam ain’t focused
He just tryna see the gleam
Gotta be strong
This right here ain’t for the weak
Every time they knock you down
Stay up on your feet
Even when they thought I’m down
Never seen defeat
Pussy ass niggas always do it
On the sneak
You ain’t getting close
You ain’t ever in my reach
When I see ‘em in person
Head down and don’t speak
But I can’t focus on the clowns
Need peace

(BOONE)

Ain’t had enough
Go ahead and try to stop me
Live it up
Connect the links
Invest the profit
Lil Shunny a little naughty
Lil Shunny he been on it 
Toke then take days one by one
Note to fakes you gon’ get bodied
Stay out my way
I need to focus
The days we waste
Will go unnoticed 
Stay out my way
I need to focus
The days we waste
Will go unnoticed 
Stay out my way
I need to focus
The days we waste
Will go unnoticed
Stay out my way
I need to focus
The days we waste
Will go unnoticed

BOONE X A.M.E.C.K. - Lost Focus (Prod. 5DLO$)

BOONE X A.M.E.C.K. - SELF MADE (Prod. Mystic)

thank you @graydawn & everyone listening
I hope you are doing okay wherever you are

(Lyrics)

If I could be
There with you
Oh, wouldn’t that be perfect
Think alike
I know we do
This time can tell it’s worth it
A simple man
Without a plan
Just left his past behind here
Following more than his dreams
Wish this fog would get clear

What am I to do
What am I to do
Without you
What am I to do
What am I to do
Without you 
What am I to do
What am I to do
Without you
What am I to do
What am I to do
Without you 

And it’s like right away 
All night and day
Don’t wanna fight
Don’t wanna cry
But we still can never stay away
Tried another way
Made it seem great
‘Til it’s gone
Built to fall
Then to feel like a waste

What am I to do
What am I to do
Without you
What am I to do
What am I to do
Without you 
What am I to do
What am I to do
Without you
What am I to do
What am I to do
Without you

WITHOUT YOU (Prod. graydawn)

LYRICS:

VERSE 1: 
Look into my eyes and you will see this world is full of misery
there is no god there is no peace 
the things you love are all deceased 
there’s only pain so take the blade and slit your vein and just let go 
always feeling so detached I lost trust and lost my hope 
I know I can’t ever cope with all the things I’ve ever said everything I’ve ever done mane I wish that I was dead leave my brains up on the wall 
leave my body full of stress 
I’m so done with all this shit mane I just think I’m too depressed 


VERSE 2: 
(What’s the)x2 
What’s the definition
I think I’m so done living 
I cannot make decisions so I guess I’ll take prescriptions
nobody ever listened
they just assume I’m trippin
so I’ll sit back roll a blunt and tie the noose around my neck
I’m always wishin for my death
so maybe god will hear me out so I can finally lay and rest cause life only full of stress
you can only watch it burn 
fade away and turn to smoke
life’s joke and you are nothing 
just remember that Fasho.

THE DEFINITION OF LIFE  [Prod. RO$ETTA]

[RO$ETTA]
rollin up a blunt to kill the short term 
never know where the fuck i’m going, a lesson learned 
i’m bleeding, i’m bleeding, i’m bleeding out, help
i need your love it’s a bandage and all your kisses stitches 

i’m going far away, never know what time or day 
just know that i’ll be gone but i will leave this song to play 
i know i shouldn’t have ghosted 
there was no other option 
i wanted you so bad
but i didn’t wanna cause no problems

i’m better on my own, keepin in my own zone 
fuck all the money, the drugs, the pussy, and all these hoes 
yeah, oh no woah 
i keep on smoking this bud
i keep on rapping this song 
these bitches hittin my phone
i’d rather be alone 

[ograbbitwalker]
all of my memories fade away
when i take another pill, like to think i’m okay
xanax bars, heavy scars, on my thighs, on my arms
but these battle wounds are what set me apart

oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
why my god never answering any calls
maybe his number has changed or i’m blocked
oh my god, oh my god
i don’t give a fuck, give me Klonopin i’ll be on Mars

one with the stars, how’d it start?
riding home in the back of the car
mama told me roll up my sleeves 
i went home and called the plug
oh my god, i’m so gone, disappeared in the fog
you’ll never find me again hoe
lil smoke-a-lot, oh my god

BURDEN

Coded Words (feat. ograbbitwalker)

Coded Words x ograbbitwalker

Lyrics: DEDICATED TO THE DECEASED

ENVIOUS: 
(Who’s that x4)
Who’s that Broke ass Mother Phucker who be dissin on my name
this pussy boy ain’t really bout it
pussy boy named LAZY RAINE
if you really fuckin bout it tho come and stomp my fuckin brains
but I know you won’t cause you a hoe and always been the fuckin same
actin hard
all for what
never held a fuckin a gun
now you think that you a shooter
you’s a loser pussy mf talkin on the net
you’s a little fuckin hoe
who be dissen but kissen our asses all up on the low

who do think that you is, you pussy boys ain’t gon live
and fuck that fat bitch named LUNA who be thinkin he the shi
you just another lame ass pussy boy who we gonna diss
then we cut up your body parts and leave them with fish

LOKRYPT: 
(Ay)
DELUSIONLUNASHAWTY 
stepping to me you get bodied
You claim you grippin that Tommy 
Send A couple shots to yo body 
watch how you drop fall and waddle 
Say that you with it quit bluffing 
You from the burbs ain’t bout nothing 
This Killa killa head hunting 
You bitches running hella lip 
fucked up on some type of substance 
Mane Motha Phuck a LAZY RAINE
you’s a punk tryna play the victim 
Sneak dissing up on my team
bitch boy MISERY come meet yo defeat 
You pussys need a crew to talk shit I’ll kill you single handedly

How you gonna diss talking shit act like you don’t fuck with me 
You pussy ass fuck tighten up step to me ima make you bleed 
187 dropping peasants you phonies hiding  fear my presence 
ILL MINDED cruelty click temple souljas don’t fuck with us devils 

RO$ETTA: 

mane fuck all that noise 
ain’t talkin bout nothing 
y’all are bitch 
pussy made motherfuckers
talkin bout how y’all packin clips
but all y’all pack is personas
cap in your raps, you sucking dick
of all the people above you 
just in the hopes, they get you rich

but ain’t nothing going on 
where’s the bodies in your songs?
where’s that motherfucking tommy?
where’s them motherfucking guns? 
mane i swear i heard y’all say
that y’all was running up? well, run
i’ve been getting bored lately 
i’ma need some fucking fun

but the only action y’all got
is in the movie scenes bitch
fucking punk ass motherfuckers 
think they rowdy, talking shit
nothing but a bunch of hoes
lil pussy ass clones
quit playing roles of a gangsta
and tell your mom i said hello
fucking hoe

BOONE X A.M.E.C.K. - SELF MADE (Prod. Mystic)

BOONE

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