produced by @anobodyreally

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

lyrics:

alot of things make me fucking nervous
alot of things get me really scared
i do not fuck with like none of these people
im smelling the fake in the air

sneak bitches they fake and the phony
sneak disses bout me like they know me
u'd fuck me up if u knew bout the shit that i do
when ur girl call me lonely

i smoke a blunt now snoring
still fill a cup with the porridge
that would be problems for old me
i dont give a fuck now so lets get it going

i got the fade for like 40
vodka but chase is a 40
they talkin like damn i go hard
but frankly this party is boring

i smoke a blunt now snoring
still fill a cup with the porridge
bad bitch from new orleans
she call me daddy like maury

i aint a father no maury
but im gonna son u like morty
ur girl just told u she was sleeping 
but im in her house like im cory

i think yo girlie my mistress
she run the dome like a beep test
i let her grip it like viscous
she want me to spray like im windex

ruby stay hot like a furnace
all this success cause i earned it
this shit is not bout the earnings
its me excersizing my purpose

you know this
im focused
this beat i just hit and i owned this

the shadows
im cloaked in
allow the emotion to soak in

the words all
have meaning
think bout the shit that im screaming
even if you got to see it
it'd be such a reach to believe it

garbage
fucking garbage
i pick and destroy every target
sometimes i dont think im an artist 
most of my ideas come out sounding fucking garbage

garbage
fucking garbage
i pick and destroy every target
sometimes i dont think im an artist 
most of my ideas come out sounding fucking garbage

garbage
fucking garbage
i pick and destroy every target
sometimes i dont think im an artist 
most of my ideas come out sounding fucking garbage

alot of things make me fucking nervous
alot of things get me really scared
i do not fuck with like none of these people
im smelling the fake in the air

sneak bitches they fake and the phony
sneak disses bout me like they know me
u'd fuck me up if u knew bout the shit that i do
when ur girl call me lonely

i smoke a blunt now snoring
still fill a cup with the porridge
that would be problems for old me
i dont give a fuck now so lets get it going

so much garbage (prod. ʎpoqou)

produced by @larkinbeats

lyrics:

2 4 big blunts in the yard
fucked up when im not going hard
fucked up when im not going ham
cash stacked in the red rubber bands

ion really wanna always go hard
bottle service in the club free of charge
fucked up when im not going ham
hella faded but im feeling like a star

stars
im in the stars
too high bitch im on mars
whip foreigns only ride fast cars
we gon get rich while u watch
i know this one hit the spot
expensive shoes thrifted tops
i give this all that i got
im giving u all that i got

stars
constellations in the sky
rip spliffs and i listen to my own tracks
im finding the fuck ups im not gassed
dm's like bro how u do dat
bitch dont u watch how i do dis
im making songs when i feel like it
this shit does not have a blueprint

close the grinder lock the grooves in
the game had some space so i moved in
i come from the city of music
but i do not stress in my music
release less get more attention
that do not sound bout the music
if all u care about is a like button
move to youtube boy u losin

2 4 big blunts in the yard
fucked up when im not going hard
fucked up when im not going ham
cash stacked in the red rubber bands

ion really wanna always go hard
bottle service in the club free of charge
fucked up when im not going ham
hella faded but im feeling like a star

2 4 big blunts in the yard
fucked up when im not going hard
fucked up when im not going ham
cash stacked in the red rubber bands

ion really wanna always go hard
bottle service in the club free of charge
fucked up when im not going ham
hella faded but im feeling like a star

dying for certain (prod. why loner)

produced by young taylor @user-321073911

lyrics:

i dont really wanna go to fucking parties
nize ur feelings i aint looking for a shawty
drop a cheque make it back by the morning
waste my time why everything feels fucking boring

boring
this shit fucking boring
boring
boring
boring
its hella boring
shit is boring
its fucking boring

red supreme louis on my bag
all u fall behind bitch u jet lagged
pot is too loud seepin out the bag
boi dont u feel gassed u not in my lane 
lane lane lane lane

blowin lots of weed smoke thru the window pane
been a busy year so of course i fucking changed
i got headphones on my ears bout three quarters of the day

u stay hella wack
u fucking lame lame
ion ever touch that crack cocaine cain
but ill take a fucking tree right to the face face

i dont really wanna go to fucking parties
nize ur feelings i aint looking for a shawty
drop a cheque make it back by the morning
waste my time why everything feels fucking boring

boring
this shit fucking boring
boring
boring
boring
its hella boring
shit is boring
its fucking boring

and u heard it here first
imma stick around and make this shit for what its worth
the money come in bags
potent come in bags
u'd think im livin life but i could swear this shit a curse

shoulder bag
shoulder strap
gucci tag
body bad
she drop it down
and throw it back

pour it up
el derado rum in a soda cup
imma try to play the game until my time is up

i dont really wanna go to fucking parties
nize ur feelings i aint looking for a shawty
drop a cheque make it back by the morning
waste my time why everything feels fucking boring

boring
this shit fucking boring
boring
boring
boring
its hella boring
shit is boring
its fucking boring

boring (prod. young taylor)

produced by @strangerofthepast

lyrics:

waste my time
im realizing i cant be satisfied
i take my time when i break u down
mascara runs as the tears slide out

friends tell me i need help
i need fucking nothing except myself
blunts wraps and pill bottles line the shelf
dont put me on i can do this by myself

backwoods in the park
i get headaches when i go hard
i need toothepaste i could taste the tar
this the new wave 
i feel reborn
had to make this fucking tape
i need to scream more

bitch they fucking like me
they really fucking like me
if i speak my mind i bet his mans'll come and strike me
dont wanna fight me
my people round u high key
they not about the flex but they keep heat tucked on em low key
i feel like loki
mixed with master roshi
u shouldnt test me
send bars right at ur dome piece
dont got a beef but i just thought that u should know piece
on my own piece
i did this on my own piece
i got a job so imma fucking buy my own lease
shit is always fire these beats made of fucking stove grease

waste my time
im realizing i cant be satisfied
i take my time when i break u down
mascara runs as the tears slide out

i need nothing (prod. stranger)

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 @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 nicholas allan found at https://www.youtube.com/channel/UChXjXO9F6i4O8fnrQc1lpzA/about

lyrics:

mouth like guns
lately all it do is blow smoke
ill never find new love
if im chasing the one from before
fuckings not fun
when it doesnt feel like before
got me checking every newsfeed
as soon as i walk in my door

cold like numb
had to wipe the pictures from my phone
swept up moved on
but i feel her touch to my bones
if i ever blow up
will i see your name on my phone
promise i would never judge you baby
how the fuck could i judge home

watching the process of falling
in love with a person other than me
i dont think i can handle this
but ill unconditionally
love you, even if its not me,
with you, even if you hate me,
i just wanna see you happy
thats been helping me breathe
baby

come back and grind your body on mine
we kiss we hitting our teeth
bit lips until they would bleed
we'd strip and take off the sheets
lights on she said she wanna see love making
youll come round eventually
you can be as late as you please
they can build my grave with two seats
baby

mouth like guns
lately all it do is blow smoke
ill never find new love
if im chasing the one from before
fuckings not fun
when it doesnt feel like before
got me checking every newsfeed
as soon as i walk in my door

cold like numb
had to wipe the pictures from my phone
swept up moved on
but i feel her touch to my bones
if i ever blow up
will i see your name on my phone
promise i would never judge you baby
how the fuck could i judge home

my home (prod. nicholas allan)

produced by yusei (twitter: twitter.com/junkiewill )

lyrics:

dont lie
baby dont lie
i been changing moods okay i get
still i never focus on the lettuce
still im only smoking on the spinach
your girl chase my balls just like its quittage

if my broskis with it then im with it
if they bout the grind then we gon get it
from facebook soundcloud groups to front page reddit
killed the game and 
cant nobody do it how i did it

blue jay fitted
i been pushed around and now im super fucking livid
once i found my sound
some somebody attempt to steal it
every time i kill it
study how i dit it

dont lie
acid rain from the sky
free ride
ordered the uber outside
unwind
blueberry blunts and red wine
drive by
everytime i link im on time

ay
get it
hit the mic and i shred it
get a bag and i spend it
wet like camelback on my pendant

dont lie
baby dont lie
i been changing moods okay i get
still i never focus on the lettuce
still im only smoking on the spinach
your girl chase my balls just like its quittage

if my broskis with it then im with it
if they bout the grind then we gon get it
from facebook soundcloud groups to front page reddit
killed the game and 
cant nobody do it how i did it

woo
red bottoms on the bottom of my shoe
no margiela ive been draped inside the lou
levi jeans in buckled denim feeling blue

easy target 
i could smell in the fear in you
tactical controls no default like a noob
im sensing feelings off of you
i dont fucking care i swear id love to trigger you

bombeii
in the cup
spit flames on the track
pompeii when im done
new god on the run
top 40 when im done
im ready now
i swear on based god
and his son

dont lie
baby dont lie
i been changing moods okay i get
still i never focus on the lettuce
still im only smoking on the spinach
your girl chase my balls just like its quittage

if my broskis with it then im with it
if they bout the grind then we gon get it
from facebook soundcloud groups to front page reddit
killed the game and 
cant nobody do it how i did it

acid rain (prod. yusei)

lock da doors (samashi)

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patio (prod. Idealism)

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