Prod. Othellobeats

Lyrics:
Late night of that boom bap, 
Beat on me till I'm blue-n-black. 
Lost a head, nigga can you stunt on that?
Playin dead,  never been a rat.

I don't know the root, probably sickle cell,
Lookin at my youth, probably single cell.
Have I lost you? Did we sink or sail?
Have I no truth? Can I leave this hell?
Late ass nights starin through blue windows,
That's awful sheep.
Heated fights bout who been clothed,
Its awful deep.
My lady probably wish me right in the head,
Thats awful sweet.
But baby I  wish that I've been dead,
"That's awful, b."
Run the tape and destroy all record,
All the same. 
Pull my cape at your own accord,
All the shame.
Hurdle my head, dodge my eyes, 
Protocol too easy.
Burn the dead, take to the skies,
I ain't teasin'.
My windows red, yours from the lies.
I'm smokin indica.
Heard what you said, watch me actually die.
Just run the cinema.
Roll a spiff then we roll the credits,
Spare me the hate
Heard the shit, you shoulda said it,
Ain't feelin too great.

Psych ward was a maze,
My hope had been lost.
Turns out I wasn't craze,
My heart just been gone.
Hopin' this is just a phase, I say dat bitch gone.
Hoppin this just llike a race,
You shoulda been gone...

FIFTY THREE.

Produced by Greco
https://soundcloud.com/greco_official 

Lyrics:
All this time, the record’s been off,
Spend my nights, wasted n drunk.
Where’s my mind? I feel so lost.


Up the style to it,
I ride the mile to it,
Shit, you can hit my line and I’ll probably smile to it.
My mom gave me a tip,
Said  please don’t ever sit,
Get up and fly yo ship.
Touch the stars cause you my son and I know you strive for it.
Please don’t die for it.
And if you must, baby boy, go ‘head and lie for it.
I maintain my pace and the life I lead,
Take one to the face anytime I bleed,
I know deep down, that that’s not what I need.
I need a heart of lovin,
I gotta rise above it.
And if I must, then I’m down to cut some ties for it.
I gotta heart, bitch I ain’t no man of steel,
Bad start made me almost lose the feel.
I got a lot of pain with no intent to heal.

So please just patch me up,
Feel like magic huh?
This what happen when you lavish with the fashion huh?
You a lion with a mane that no one could cut,
You arrivin to the game that no one could touch,
So much for things n such.
But how ‘bout rings n such?
What happened to forever,
And for worse or better,
Every step of the way, ain’t that what I said?
Every second, every day, you be in my head.
Called me the devil but said you miss the hell,
So call whenever, girl, you know I wish you well.
We can roll until we bawl, I don’t mind the tears.
And I know you heard it all even though you missed the years.

I bet they talkin tough,
I bet you heard enough,
Had to go n block it out before you softened up.
I hope you understand,
That though I am a man,
I live day by day babe I hardly have a plan.
Just wanna make it out,
So say if you’re about,
Setting sail for a trail, we could get a house.
I’ve wanted more from life,
I’d take you as a wife,
Now please take my hand, put down the knife.
I say this prayer into the air and hope the lord can hear it,
I know the future bring us well, please don’t ever fear it.

Loss (Prod. by Greco)

DETRIMENTAL (An Instrumental)

All production by @Greco
Do it for the love.

Triumph

Loss

Rose

Lyrics:
I was seventeen,
Needed money for some clothes.
I was never mean,
But shit I wrangled hoes.
Turned eighteen,
Kept it clean,
Start trappin dough,
Saw some real money
Started buyin’ my own VLONE.
Prada, Dior, shit and all them clones.
Freshest nigga on the block,
Ain’t too fine to flip a brick,
And I know I present it soft,
But questioning done got you hit.
Now I really see,
That there’s more shit through them doors,
Opportunities that a street nigga should know.
Like flippin cross the border,
Made material mind control
Come thru for ya order,
Line make you ethereal.
Till you crashed n burned,
Like Diana, or Hindenburg. 
Smokin’ all that gas,
Ain’t always too good for soul.
Another year,
And I turned that lil two-oh,
Made a deal now,
Swore I’d never return to snow.
I kept it real, how?
Cause I only guide to slope.
Single hit, pow
Flip that, then make some more. 
Take ya true out to dinner,
And then say you love her more.
Built this kingdom offa ‘caine,
And that crown pure gold.
If you ain’t hustlin’ now,
Then you bound to go below.
I ain’t talkin’ bout no grave,
I’m talkin’ beggin’ at the store,
So much you never made,
Excuses I’ve heard before.
Ain’t sayin’ that I’m set,
But nigga this cash do flow,
Tryna make a sure bet,
Then claim I’ll make some mo’
Cause this shit won’t ever stop,
Till I’m damned n six below.

No One Knows (Raw)

Lyrics: 
Probably better off if I don’t call her back.
On my own cake tryna chase a stack,
Gotta buy a crib n’ still drop a rack.
All that before my first heart attack.
On vacay still keep the strap,
But I lost the hope,
Then I found the dope,
And ever since then I’ve been steady running,
Tryna take a mess turn it into somethin’.
Got my own girl, she got the lovin’,
Pray to allah that feeling won’t fade,
Know I fucked up, but I’m glad she stayed.
This the only ship that I need to save,
Lemme leave now ‘fore I drown in shame.
Cause all my life I’ve been into nothing,
Just chasin’ ass, tryna get to humpin,
Now I see them holes are hollow,
Need a lil more than a suck n swallow.
Can’t forget the heart and the tenderness,
Hard to believe, get’s better than this.
Know you stay close cause I tend to stumble,
Wanna pick me up anytime I tumble.
Don’t mind when you try to help dust me off,
Know that ain’t me, so something  must be off.
So I cherish you,
Might embarass you,
But please just know this is from the heart,
Been all I needed ever since the start,
Ease my mind, just hit me back,
Love you all night, I’m insomniac.

Insomniac (Raw, 19)

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