How did I get your love?(prod. reaper)

This was always an idea since I was a kid lol. 

Enjoy I guess.

E. Gadd (Prod. Kazumi Totaka)

@gregpenaranda- ME (b*TcH)

UGH! (prod. iceboi QA)(feat. VenezuelanHeartthrob)

J. Dominique - Fallin

Produced by Heart, we present COLDER ❄️🌟

Colder (Feat. Heart) (Prod. by Heart)

Stream 'UM, DARKNESS' ON EVERY MAJOR PLATFORM:
https://li.sten.to/umdarkness-tekki


Song's on every major streaming platform: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/tekki/vivid-pxckets-feat-orlando-angelo


My instagram:
https://www.instagram.com/eatgoodtekki/
Orlando's Instagram:
https://www.instagram.com/touchofhate/

ViViD PXCKETS! ft. Orlando Angelo

Prod. by lavenndr

This is a new step in the correct direction I hope so please enjoy it while it is up.

crinkled | PROD. LAVENNDR

Max Wells - Mistakes w/ BIGBABYGUCCI
Produced by Joshua Grant 
Co-Produced by Pascal 
Mixed by Teezio

Mistakes w/ BIGBABYGUCCI (Prod. Josh Grant)

NECK FIEND (FT. DAMØ) (PROD. SAINT URYA)

JASXN: @702jasxn
unknwnshi: @unknwn37

Socials
https://linktr.ee/SH4RD

LYRICS:
SH4RD:
You don’t want this smoke then
Say I fit this gun in my cloak yea
Say what the fuck do you think
About my cadillac yea, yea
Think about my cadillac, yea
Say what the fuck do you think
About my cadillac, yea

The devil be creepin they hearts fuckin beatin, 
Say fucker be stealing, without fuckin reason,
You bout to get beaten, While ya sleeping.

Welcome to the deep end.
I got like 10 different forms Im like Ben 10

Badabing ya a bada-bitch
Roll up on they street, scare em like a lich
You aint got shit hoe, you aint fucking rich….
Neither am I?  Well.. Shit.


I aint gonna lie homie, ya gotta choose.
Pick between your mother, your father and ya booze
Run up on that bitch, she feel the fuckin  noose,
Ya feel that shit tighten, it split ya neck in two.

And then I lay you on the ground, let you bleed out
Last thing you felt was the knife against your throat.
This is all ya get, the lack of freedom.
Lemme get J on, his bars make you float.

JASXN:
Back to black and I break her back off a couple Xanax
Never slacking, I catch him lacking up in the attic
Left hook him, book him a trip to heaven, get slant like italics
A habit of painting walls with the blood I siphon by the gallons

Instagram ain’t the place for your sidearms
If you wanna talk it, walk it, come and play hard
Tell your momma that you’re going through a phase
Oh it’s just a persona, a different rapper different days, I gotcha

Grippin’ semi-automatic weapons on your page won’t get you laid
And often times will get you laid out on the fucking pavement
Father owns a .22, you whip it out for photoshoots 
Cause that’s the only shootin’ that you be doing, you fucking losers

Strap him up and I flick the needle for proper dosage 
Empty field of my sins, it all lined with wilted roses
Fake sweet bitches, all matchin’ linens, all Sucralose and
Got a feel of my sorrow, they call it my prognosis

@gregpenaranda- ME (b*TcH)

GregPTheMC

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