I put my heart on my sleeve, wearing it like fashion
Holes in my jeans, rips all on my jacket
Tear into me, leave me in the past tense
I'm on my knees
Thankful it's all over, said and done
I dove right in, I took the plunge
I'm no saint and you weren't one
So blow my brains out, draw your gun
I'm so

Caught up in what we used to be, it's awful
The way my heart would beat for you is stopping
The foolish things we used to do is nonsense
I know you're in a grave but you're still talking
You're just a voice in my head
That tells me I should be dead
That tells me I'm just a freak
And should be under cement
So here I am in my bed
What I wrote is what you read
I'll take my brain out my head
I'll do it all like you said

Pray I go to my dreams
Where you stay right here and won't leave
I'm living in fear of the air that I breathe
'Cause I know you're somewhere staring at me
All over, said and done
I'll admit we had our fun
Leave me sprinting, turn and run
I'll chase right after you because
I'm so

Caught up in what we used to be, it's awful
The way my heart would beat for you is stopping
The foolish things we used to do is nonsense
I know you're in a grave but you're still talking
You're just the voice in my head
That tells me I should be dead
That tells me I'm just a freak
And should be under cement
So here I am in my bed
What I wrote is what you read
I'll take my brain out my head
I'll do it all like you said

You're just the voice in my head
That tells me I should be dead
That tells me I'm just a freak
And should be under cement
So here I am in my bed
What I wrote is what you read
I'll take my brain out my head
I'll do it all like you said
Caught up in what we used to be, it's awful
The way my heart would beat for you is stopping
The foolish things we used to do is nonsense
I know you're in a grave but you're still talking

SAINT PROD BUNII

prod bamy+

Yeah, bad hoe in my DM's 
Brazil black bitch hit my shit
She tryna slide down ona kid
I got shit out for this bitch
Bad hoe, yeah tryna hold my clique
Fuckin with twin get hit with a stick
I got that motherfucka drac on the hip
Hop out the car and lil bitch and I flip shit
Lil Jay trash that nigga some shit
I cannot beef with no lil ass nigga 
that always be capping'bout having some kids 
He can't fuck with the gang, yuh
He can't hang, yuh
Yeah that nigga some dookie
Washed ah nigga like bitch you bookie 
yuh
Bitch you lie up on the net but you won't lie for feds 
yeah
Bitch you been a rat like bitch we taking off your head
Head, head, head, head, head, Heaaad
Head, head, head, head, head, Heaaad
Yuh, let that nigga slide, we taking off his fuckin' legs
Ain't no girl finna let you crack like bitch, 
you ain't having no damn sex
Fuckin' with bamy, lil bitch, you die, 
that Drac gon' put you dead in the sky
Drac talk yeah that stick talk, 
pop his legs, now he can't walk
Head, head, head, head, head, Heaaad
Head, head, head, head, head, Heaaad
Yeah, and I'm smokin' that nigga, 
that nigga gon' die if he tryna run up
I got the motherfuckin guns 
down up in the back 
if that nigga try fucking with us
Feel like Batman in that truck, bitch, my shit blacked out
Get yo fat ass up lil nigga meet me outside

head

ehhh!

tatts

I learned a lot

dark feels safe

phone

155 (feat. K.J)

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ig: krzystof_wojtas

straight earrape but kinda cool

dm for beats/mix/master

bpm 164
C# minor
fl studio

just typing anything atp

phone

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