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prod @huniep0p mix by @huniep0p n lux 

lyrics ~
@huniep0p -
Huniepop a damn star, put me on that tv
Rub my fingers down there, ik someone needs me 😋😋
If @cryingforhelp locked up, he wnt take no damn plea
Hate it when we argue, ik you cnt stand me :/
Pullin me up on you, gotchu goin crazyyy
Imma get you knockkd up, yuu gon have my baby 🔗
Everyday im fuckked up, I need yuu to save me
Today you in damn luck, fill yuu like a pastry
If you want a ft, (O~O) bettr pay me
We dnt need no Plan B's, ik what you craving
I knew that you'd b mine way b4 the dating
Say you want a soultie, dnt b fuckin playing

Huniepop a damn star, put me on that tv
Rub my fingers down there, ik someone needs me 😋😋
If my brother locked up, he wnt take no damn plea
Hate it when we argue, ik you cnt stand me,,, :/

lux -
this bitch want me to cuff her, she text me on the daily
bros on my back where ever i go, forever repping lc
huniepop thats my bro, he could never fucking snake me
get that bitch dead n gone if he talk on my bro hunie
all these bitches acting fake my blade the only 1 i trust
my jeans hang low, my belt be showing, yk i go fucking dumb
live fast die hard ima be forever young
i dont step down for no bitch, try me u get sent to the sun
he end up missing if he talking, put his face up on the tv
get yo own swag bitch, why u always tryna be me?
get yo own swag bitch, why u always tryna be me?
xtreme couture on the shirt, n my pants r fucking realtree
get u dead n gone, ill fucking put u in the earth
im fucking walking on, im going dumb until it hurts
ik that im an asshole, my bitch always tell me that im a jerk
blew his brains across the wall, i got bloodstains all on my shirt

F33dYuurCr4ve + Huniepop (Prod Huniepop)

spotify link: https://open.spotify.com/album/73pC5OatT7LnWkGUWqc1gA?si=D7X2DntWQD-Xti9hIejPfA 

produced by me.

lyrics ;;

take my heart .

i can come apart .

we can fly away.

in heaven is where we will stay.

oh/baby we can fly away. (x4)
( take my heart. )
( falling apart. )

you take my heart. (x2)

take my heart

prod.me

nobody ran anyone, sora caught karma and came crying
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cant walk a mile in my shoes, you cant afford it 🙄🙄

ignored it

Leave no trace (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)💢💢 #sonicspeed ft vanish + mix

if i shoot i wont miss

(Axtya Mix) 💎👔💰

lyrics <3:


i guess it's all over,

you were first gone when you left, mid-October

im a bad influence, stand on your shoulder

i say i have no issues, but it's all lies i told

i guess that it's all over,

you were first gone when you left, mid-October

im a bad influence, stand on your shoulder

i say i have no issues, but it's all lies i told

no issues, but it's all lies i told

my mental keep staying uncontrolled 

i wish that you'd jus stay off my phone

i wish that you'd jus stay off my phone


𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 ## 𝕋^𝕋

everything's too much

ALL WRITTEN PRODUCED MIXED MASTERED & COMPOSED BY 21KAYADVANCE 


Green Prints

Castleton (Interlude)

castleton (interlude)

Story
Influencers of the Apocalypse... Style in the Breaking News
In the year 2091, the world no longer turns as it used to. Cities are ruins lit by broken neon lights, oceans boil with technological waste, and the skies are covered by a dome of drones livestreaming humanity's final hours. But amid the chaos, there are those who have not lost their glamour. They are the Influencers of the Apocalypse.
🎥 The Feed Doesn't Die
The story begins with Lía Chrome, a transhumanist former model who broadcasts from her glass bunker in what was once Dubai. Her skin is reflective polymer, her voice modulated by seduction algorithms, and her motto is: "If the world is going to end, let it make me look fabulous." Every day, Lía posts makeup tutorials using radioactive pigments and teaches how to pair gas masks with 3D-printed heels.
Meanwhile, in the ruins of New York, ToxicoBoy, a former skater turned post-nuclear style guru, parades along abandoned highways wearing jackets made from warning signs and welding goggles. His channel "Lethal Style" has millions of followers who comment from underground shelters, waiting for the next drop from his clothing line... Fallout Couture.
🧬 Likes in the Age of Collapse
The dominant social network is DystopiaGram, a platform that rewards those who generate viral content with solar energy. Influencers compete for followers who donate minutes of electricity, recycled water, or dopamine pills. The algorithm rewards drama: the closer to disaster, the more likes.
SombraLuz, a visual artist from the ruins of Barcelona, ​​creates installations with robot bones and holograms of lost memories. Her style blends the gothic with the bioluminescent, and her series "Elegy for a World That No Longer Exists" becomes a trend just as the last satellite falls on Greenland.
🔥 The End as a Stage
When the Arctic volcanoes awaken and the seas become boiling mirrors, influencers organize the final event: Apocalook 2091, a catwalk broadcast from the top of Mount Extinct. Each one parades in outfits that tell their story: fabrics made from ghost fishing nets, jewelry made from rusted circuit boards, and hairstyles shaped by the toxic wind.
The show ends with a collective message: "Beauty doesn't save the world, but it makes it unforgettable."
And as the last ray of sunlight filters through the ash clouds, the influencers of the apocalypse continue broadcasting, selling style, and demonstrating that even in collapse, art and vanity have their place.

🎶 Listen 💫 Share 💬 Comment ➕📃🎧 Add to your playlists... Because this journey is meaningless without you... Thank you for being here... J. Bilbao

take my heart

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