Lean

produced by Homage at www.homageproductions.com/

lyrics:

woah ok lemme breathe
woah ok lemme breathe
woah woah woah woah
woah ok lemme breathe

dont fucking come near me cause u catchin my disease
i slide up on these bars and then i spit some shit in key
id show u round my mind but even i dont wanna see
id show u round my mind but even i dont got a key

look at me look at me im off a pack now
dont like me ill hit him like im pacquiao
everybody truth or truth with the questions
but im playing dare or dare every sentence

always hide my fucking weed like its weapons
know the plug so fucking well im like the charger
why u say u been balling like the past stence
bitch u know im still balling vince carter

ahh ahh
and im dirty with it
mazzeratti whippin
cookin up so many phones its like im in the kitchen
bitch im hot make u believe like its a new religion

bitch ill break u at the seems like u some true religions
live my life like im a fiend like im a super villain
man im sick im really sick like i need penecilin
when i chop the beat it drop and make u touch the ceiling

make u touch the ceiling
they text me but i dont reply i got em in the feelings
u can move past me
im running on empty

for real
im fucking empty
spent my money on these leases wallets empty
eat a rapper bitch u know im always hungry
they already bite me u should get me out ur tummy

woah ok lemme breathe
woah ok lemme breathe
woah woah woah woah
woah ok lemme breathe

woah ok lemme breathe
woah ok lemme breathe
woah woah woah woah
woah ok lemme breathe

woah (prod. homage)

produced by @prodbyvessels

lyrics:

i do nothing for the clout
i dont know what all that shit about ya
so deep in the pussy i might drown
but the attention aint at all what this about

all these dms say they like my sound
im not gonna tell u how i vox it out
ur homie dont like me we can fucking box it out
ur girl hate my shit then how the fuck i take her out

u a bunch of lames
u said u hit 10k and it turns out those follows fake
how u gonna flex when u were broke the other day
email for the repost get the fuck out of my face

i been a little stressed up 
some beats sell for 30k that shit is fucked up
i get one for free non profit off of youtube
and make it fucking make it slap like its a platinum

hit me to fight
hop on the bike
stand on the pegs
into the night
drunk as it gets
bleeding and shit
someone keep whispering bro this is it
what do u mean
chill u a bitch
u fucking work
u hit a lick
i dont hit stains
i just hit licks
i dont blow shells
i just blow cheques

i do nothing for the clout
i dont know what all that shit about ya
so deep in the pussy i might drown
but the attention aint at all what this about

clout (prod. vessels)

produced by @mileex

cover art by csidesuicide at csidesuicide.tumblr.com/

lyrics:

take a look at my perspective
come take a look at my perspective
medicine bottles and music thats mad reflective
of who i am as a person
its my perspective
come take a look at my perspective
at my perspective

im finally sober
i find that drugs get more fun as u get older
allow u to look into ur mind and break the borders
let u create genius ideas and store them just like a horder

creation not a disorder
mix vocals just like a mortar
ill crush u like im a pestle
and fling u just like a mortar

stay fly like a spaceship
so fly im too high to fit my placement

i been feeling real ugly lately
people rather stand than sit beside me on the transit lately
ya i guess im kind of crazy
and anxious and awkward but maybe u still could be my baby

i dont lift
but im holding up this rep up on my chest
i dont sip
but ill get u feeling wavy like i did

take a look at my perspective
come take a look at my perspective
medicine bottles and music thats mad reflective
of who i am as a person
its my perspective
come take a look at my perspective
at my perspective

perspective (prod. mileex)

produced by @killedmyself

cover art found at 80sanime.tumblr.com/post/134500403407

lyrics:

look at me catching breathe
i got way too many problems on my chest
tell the clock that it gotta reset
im sitting in my room i should be running up a cheque
needa vent
got so many thoughts evolving in my head
some of them could show me id be better dead
fuck em block em out and focus on the bread

its 1:50 
view dizzy
drink fizzy
heads spinning
blunt flicking
bong hitting 
cant lose
stay winning

574 new balance
blue polo player pajama
words make u sweat like saunas
bars bring heat like llamas

petrified
u look dead inside
but i can tell u scared
no u cant hide

look at me catching breathe
i got way too many problems on my chest
tell the clock that it gotta reset
im sitting in my room i should be running up a cheque
needa vent
got so many thoughts evolving in my head
some of them could show me id be better dead
fuck em block em out and focus on the bread

reset the clock (prod. killedmyself)

produced by @idealismus

cover art by SirC at https://twitter.com/TrapSirC

this song is completely non profit

lyrics:

i been feeling kind of lonely
maybe i should try and find somebody decent for me
i dont need no one to hold me
just that some of these ideas i have need to reach somebody elses ears
falling out with my peers
i dont enjoy nobody elses company and im scared
nobody really knows me
well enough to say whats wrong with me
and the people there that try deserve the deepest of apologies

took me 6 months
but i blew past
miss my medication
got brain zaps
looking at the scene
i dont reflect rap
im a skinny freckled kid
with no face tats

i live the life
if u minus all the ammunition
bitch i do the drugs
but i never wanna go to prison
my own blood turn on me
to see that shit is sickening
but i thank em for my lyrics
cause they fueled the feelings

blueberry og straight out the deal
my exes tell me im cold and i should learn how to feel
i dont feel no love because i know its never real
every girl i meet just want mcdonalds fries and a pill

i cant connect with them
the only one i liked wont respond again
id love to prove that ive evolved from then
ill never be back in that apartment

sap (prod. idealism)

produced by @idealismus

this song is completely non profit

lyrics:

ash in my lungs hard to breath
gloss grey m4 two seats
imma hit the gas and rip this fuckin lullaby
im finessing up until the day i gotta die

in the back of the function getting stupid high
could you say that shit again because im hella fried
getting up and socializing would be suicide
i just want a quarter pounder meal, 
but get it supersized
im feeling good tonight 
sitting out back at a friends house
in the deck lights

pool water keep reflecting off the moonglow
tequila shots in the patio
usually the time is slow when its a shit time
but its great and its slo mo

no please no photos
just memories you could see the best view
its the best when you got no one tryna best you
cause they just wishin for the best you

ash in my lungs hard to breath
gloss grey m4 two seats
imma hit the gas and rip this fuckin lullaby
im finessing up until the day i gotta die

ash in my lungs hard to breath
gloss grey m4 two seats
imma hit the gas and rip this fuckin lullaby
im finessing up until the day i gotta die

patio (prod. Idealism)

produced by @hatefulbeats

lyrics:

baby look at what the time is
my phone is silent
faced the fucking blunt and now
im holding up my eyelids

too fragile
i view the world as violent
no relations
everyone tryna be a tyrant

still dressing
like youd think i have a stylist
blowing gas
but we never uppin milage

snow fall
and the world is fucking silent
no nonsense
when the uber drive in

sit next to me
you dont gotta fucking send texts to me
get next to me
if thats where u feel u supposed be

undress with me
show each other what we wanna see
get next to me
ill have you in ecstasy

press me on my snapchat
ion really need that 
flying through my emails
carpel tunnel from the mouse tap

off days i get the spins
i wouldnt mix that
bacardi kick back
gut the woods and rinse that

gold karrots in my nose had got me feeling bugs bunny
dropa truth bomb and they look at you funny
blow up like a bomb and they just ask bout the money
acting like ur mom but girl you not even honey

thinkin i owe u something
i dont owe no one nothing
texting for a week and then they think ur their husband

saying u in love but girl u dont even know me
keep on changing up youll be in love with the old

baby look at what the time is
my phone is silent
faced the fucking blunt and now
im holding up my eyelids

too fragile
i view the world as violent
no relations
everyone tryna be a tyrant

still dressing
like youd think i have a stylist
blowing gas
but we never uppin milage

snow fall
and the world is fucking silent
no nonsense
when the uber drive in

1am (prod. hateful)

produced by @beatzera

lyrics:

feeding off lames like calories
new releases expected like pregnancy
everybody levelled like 4g
come and hear a fast track mind like 5g

got bags on my eyes like gucci
but i been checking off flows like nike
bitch im not a sample table try me 
the come up like dog whistles its so high key

everybody dye blonde not unique
go for eminem but you look like miley
i been blowing up like a pizza pocket
on the wrong microwave setting when i spit high heat

sauce me the aux bitch i got an mp3
filled with eminem like a subway cookie
i am not a shooter if i was i wouldnt test me
leave u on the shore no jersey no snooki

im an i spy book
thoughts like waldo
smoking on rainforest
smoking on congo
baddie on my dick
get the meat like taco
double bag the goods
like im checking out at costco

kill shit pronto
like gonzo
three bad blondes
looking straight off of bang bros
songs like swine flu
shit goes viral
fucking up the game
like auction houses in diablo

you cant turn me to a type beat
experimentally hitting up a hype beat
thats why my enemies dont like me
cause im like fiji water and theyre nestle
they cant best me

go ahead drop something
it dont stress me
you cant vex me
your whole vibe is shit
the last youd ever do is impress me

kill shit pronto
like gonzo
three bad blondes
looking straight off of bang bros
songs like swine flu
go viral
kill shit pronto
like pronto

kill shit pronto
like gonzo
three bad blondes
looking straight off of bang bros
songs like swine flu
go viral
kill shit pronto
like pronto
kill shit

kill (prod. beatz era)

produced by @jesmal

lyrics:

make another toast to me
same damn vacancy
beautiful tragedy 
pain filled master piece
not about a salary
this is a mentality
take hold in reality
u know what its spose to be
u the one that told me that
safe every time u could pull me back

make another toast to me
words have potency
that hit close to me
wound me vocally
guilt keep choking me
bad dreams wake up sweat soaking me

ion really need that shit
fuck love, i really dont believe that shit
just trust come up and its always rare as shit
fucka rapper on some life was never fair bullshit
be a rapper on some work until you there bullshit
working nights paid off you there bullshit

you can begin to improve 
when you got nothing left to lose
when you got nothing left to do
except the thing you love to do

when you got no one left to see
focus in eternally
enrapture me
enrapture me
enrapture me
enrapture me
enrapture me
enrapture me
enrapture me
enrapture me
enrapture me

enrapture me (prod. jma)

lonely thoughts + flooded tents (prod. killedmyself)

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clout (prod. vessels)

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