3 am -.mp3

produced by why loner at https://twitter.com/why_loner

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fight like the greeks and the persians
u want merch
dont got enough of my earnings
i gotta soul search
maybe i live for a purpose
maybe worse
but fuck it im dying for certain

fuck it im dying for certain
i do not make enough earnings
maybe i live for a purpose
but fuck it dying for certain

fuck it im dying for certain
maybe i live for a purpose
fuck it i make enough earnings 
i guess am dying for certain

i blend in like im in camoulage
i walk around with no entourage
one of my boys wear a g shock
when i come up he gon get audemar

my mans still whippin a civic
saw the ghost he couldnt get it
i swear imma get u a lambourghini
u need to hear when u whip it

rolly is iced it dont look like it tickin
think im addicted to spinach
she look like emma watson
and she on my broom like its quidditch

i used to hit bed with no food in my stomach
and now i cant finish
im stable but i keep on waiting to plummet
im reaching my summit

fuck with my brain 
fuck with my brain
drugs drive me insane
im doing great
stay in ur lane
i dont need the fame
i dont wanna talk
but reporters hit me up anyway
id go to the mall
been i been up for like two nights and i aint looking great

looking rough
im not feeling great
havent ate nothing but a rice cake
bottom lip i got toothepaste
rock bottom bitch how the dirt taste
got candy bars how the words taste
take cheap shots like a cheap skate
my women look like lois lane 
her pussy sweet like a cheese cake

fuck it im dying for certain
i do not make enough earnings
maybe i live for a purpose
but fuck it dying for certain

fuck it im dying for certain
maybe i live for a purpose
fuck it i make enough earnings 
i guess am dying for certain

dying for certain (prod. why loner)

lyrics:

when i ask if u really with me then u should say no
im going insane and i think i could feel my blood trickling into my throat
smoking a wood full of sour i suck in the smoke
lately i feel like the goat
this whole experience feel like a glow

this shit it feels like a glow got 
green and red stripe on my toes
ur girl put her snap on my phone like
damn i just thought u should know

i got real intentions fuck fakes
no gucci shoes but they snakes
i make a song half baked
then put it out in two days

i put it out in two days
take a big blunt to my face
got two girls at my place
they talkin like ya we go both ways

want beef fuck out my page
shoot shit u get erased
thats true shit look in my face
im insane look at my face

this shit some fucking garbage 
no music ur starving him 
u dont try it dont fucking knock it
talk up and u silence him

look what u fucking started
i cant be ur guardian
if i lost the music shit now
fuck it id start again

fuck it im on again
all winter long again
taking in oxygen
and screaming out lyrics in front a mic again

look what u fucking started 
i cant be ur guardian 
i know some things u dont know
dont let me start again

when i ask if u really with me then u should say no
im going insane and i think i could feel my blood trickling into my throat
smoking a wood full of sour i suck in the smoke
lately i feel like the goat
this whole experience feel like a glow

oxygen breather (prod. kryptik)

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 @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)

produced by @scottysplash

lyrics:

i got pussy coming in
like the riptide
i got money coming in
like the riptide
i got all these dollar signs
in my eyesight
try to ride the wave
get hit with the riptide

ya its riptide
make u feel right
stacking blue bills
playing the sound bytes

crocidile logo shirt ud
think im in the everglades
ya i got the juice 
i drink henny like its minute maid

girl when i tell u come thru
i would never fuck around
if u not about it
craving love then u could tell me now
neighbours hate noise
keep it quiet when we blowin loud
long as it come off i do not care if its a gucci belt

think im rich as hell
like baby buy me fendi belts
ion got spare change 
buy it for yourself
go and find some loose change
buried in the couch 
baby i wont make it rain
if u dont wanna help

im only grinding for myself
if u wanna free ride 
go fuck on someone else

i give her love and i switch
i get to fuck and i dip 
feelings are not in the mix
she just love me for my kicks

she wants chocolates
i break her heart like its a twix
hit my phone again
and i might have to block ur shit

i got pussy coming in
like the riptide
i got money coming in
like the riptide
i got all these dollar signs
in my eyesight
try to ride the wave
get hit with the riptide

wow i love this
all these bitches cause shit
but i love beef
i dont need to squash it
i just wait and watch it grow like an abcess
the coming month i just ghost and i reset 
i wont fucking leave yet
watch em fall to pieces
baby i should have a warning label like a reeses
love or hate i never mean it
call her honey when i smash it like a bees nest

i got pussy coming in
like the riptide
i got money coming in
like the riptide
i got all these dollar signs
in my eyesight
try to ride the wave
get hit with the riptide

ya its riptide
make u feel right
stacking blue bills
playing the sound bytes

crocidile logo shirt ud
think im in the everglades
ya i got the juice 
i drink henny like its minute maid

riptide (prod. scottysplash)

firebolt (prod. syndrome)

neverclear (prod. scandibeats)

1242am (prod. syndrome)

2am music (prod. classixs beats)

produced by idealism

lyrics:

man we really out here
damn its chilly out
get ahead of myself
always end up down here

round here
no one give a fuck about your feelings
youre numbers
no one get to know you think about it your nothing

i move forward hard head
its scary any day u could wind up dead
i put my money in the bank
if there was no saving me id save a little change
help the family with the pain
that was before my current angle on my brain
that was before i got too busy for the pain
way before when everyday would feel the same

feel like everybody like me more
real life friends would ask me what im crying for
said they said i need the sadness just to feel the force 
making garbage i dont like so you would like me more

is not the way it works
i put my feelings first
i put em in the words
persuasion never works
opinions rarely hurt
bitch ill die before i spin another persons thought into the works

okok alright alright
blueberry packed in the pipe
rain sounds coming from the night
damn

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side street (prod. idealism)

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neverclear (prod. scandibeats)

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