*lyrics*

Now im in my head ima let you down 
and you're the only one i care about
when im driving all alone back from your house
ima ghost on the wall but i dont make a sound
i feel it in my bones you're begging me 
to stay another night but this is killing me
leaving ash on the floor will you remember me
when you've moved on and I've moved to another city

all these fights set aside i still need you here
said youd be by my side im still waiting here
all this weed in my pipe burns into the air
it was lie after lie thought this was our year
smokey nights in july all my pants are seered
i still hear all your words whispered to my ears
all the love in my soul was replaced with fear
hands are wet from holding on i think my time is near

All these burns on my lips i cant help but show
always knew i had have these problems with letting go
my feet crunch on the ground as they touch the snow
always knew id have some problems with being alone

remember me ft. 9TAILS (prod. jewfy)

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

search search
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 @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 @idealismus

this track is completely non-profit

lyrics:

the comedown
nothing good happens in the come down

u are now hearing bout the come down
slept in late put the song out late
always high as fuck when i walk round
took that nap cause i been too baked

u are now hearing bout the come down
ice cube tray in the bong ok
i just wanna pull up rolls royce now
but life just didnt work out that way

life just didnt work out that way

slept in late put the song out late
always high as fuck when i walk round
took that nap cause i been too baked
u are now hearing bout the come down
ice cube tray in the bong ok

homie wake up at four
10 alarms said 8
but i been up all night and soon enough ill be up all day
working hard no pay
i dont care it feels great
accomplishments im glad i made

living the dream and the dream way too lucid
all of my fans said they knew i would do it
im never stopping so dont get it twisted
im sorry but music is over the mrs

808 earthquake
am i always sad no way
sacrifices by drake
hell nah i feel great

u are now hearing bout the come down
slept in late put the song out late
always high as fuck when i walk round
took that nap cause i been too baked

u are now hearing bout the come down
ice cube tray in the bong ok
i just wanna pull up rolls royce now
but life just didnt work out that way

the comedown (prod. idealism)

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 @victim731

lyrics:

showing no emotions
hide my life behind the seal
plently bitches never could 
decypher what was real
goofy mind precision
i feel like im trained to kill
stay out of my vision
i should send you straight to hell

she looking for a healer
all i do is damage deal
eating on some pussy
like that shit a happy meal
yellow nike tracksuit
looking like im killing bill
hit u in the heart
show me how u feel

nobody
can take critizism
fuck you mean
you dont like the system
censor me, ah
damn they so persistent
never filter speech
you are not offending me

how could you be mad at me
wake up its reality
whining, bitching, moaning
aint gon ever raise your salary
met her at the tiffanies
she said her name was valary
told me shut my mouth
unless im filling it with calories

drugs snowball
through my mental
everytime i stand still
end up on the asphalt
coxwell avenue
in the rumball
they dont got my shit
i trek to pape and hit the rexall

you dont want it
you dont really want it
some of my acquaintances
cant figure out im toxic
i might slip right thru the speaker
of your iphone make you drop it
i might fuck around inside your house
possessing objects

a demon
im a demon
not quite yet a ghost
i mean it
im fiendin
my potential potent
im evolving
i feel it
i mean it
thoughts that break his bones
i let him feel it

showing no emotions
hide my life behind the seal
plently bitches never could 
decypher what was real
goofy mind precision
i feel like im trained to kill
stay out of my vision
i should send you straight to hell

she looking for a healer
all i do is damage deal
eating on some pussy
like that shit a happy meal
yellow nike tracksuit
looking like im killing bill
hit u in the heart
show me how u feel

showing no emotions
hide my life behind the seal
plently bitches never could 
decypher what was real
goofy mind precision
i feel like im trained to kill
stay out of my vision
i should send you straight to hell

she looking for a healer
all i do is damage deal
eating on some pussy
like that shit a happy meal
yellow nike tracksuit
looking like im killing bill
hit u in the heart
show me how u feel

math (prod. victim731)

produced by pharaoh vice

lyrics:

quarter ounce in a tupperware still smellin thru
pick a track and i beat it up till its black and blue
applejack in my alchohol and im shifting views
only do what i tell me to and i just cant lose

w's ill take all of you and stay undefeated
pot nuggets like a minecraft server they always seeded
come up ripleys believe it or not, you dont gotta believe it
black cap polo cap tracksuit adidas

i mean it im so high im laxed on venus
built my mind to battle demons
if theres a future for me i know my friends could forsee it
fortune teller dont you tell me what your seeing

disaronno
giving me a wobble
tequila shots
droppin lime into the bottle
lookin like a fly 
with the way im on my shit
with the way i rub my hands
when i know im going in
when im stacking rubber bands
gotta count that shit again
5's are blue and hundreds brown
when u counting canadian

double sour with the bars and then the timing
make the music taste just like a lemon lime ting

quarter ounce in a tupperware still smellin thru
pick a track and i beat it up till its black and blue
applejack in my alchohol and im shifting views
only do what i tell me to and i just cant lose

quarter ounce in a tupperware still smellin thru
pick a track and i beat it up till its black and blue
applejack in my alchohol and im shifting views
only do what i tell me to and i just cant lose

your girl blowing my twitter feed

that pussy want me like fancy feast

test my bro before testing me

squad full of big dogs i know they'll eat you up like pedigree

riding dirty like mad max
got lights iun the whip like cash cab
broccoli on my dome and
my girl hot as fuck like dab smoke
she loving me like lucy
we rippin j's like juicy
were in the bed she gimme head
then ride the tube no fousey

in the cut like infection
i made the cut like an athelete
im one manning this boy band
might fuck around and go zayn malik

fuck around and go harry styles

fuck around and go jb

not emo rap bitch fuck a rawr fuck studded belts and fuck xd

i been building up xp

everybody tryna make a genre
but no one making no masterpiece
couldnt care about an image
got no crowd pleasing aesthetic

i write bars, wear random clothes, dont cut my hair
dont sweat it

wake up get high
lets get it

quarter ounce in a tupperware still smellin thru
pick a track and i beat it up till its black and blue
applejack in my alchohol and im shifting views
only do what i tell me to and i just cant lose

quarter ounce in a tupperware still smellin thru
pick a track and i beat it up till its black and blue
applejack in my alchohol and im shifting views
only do what i tell me to and i just cant lose

chillax (prod. pharaoh vice)

reason that I cope

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 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)

lonely stars

music video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IC7Ak_JNOWA
hosted by sad chill </3

@prodreaper

i cant feel a fucking thing
keep my eyes up to the rain
death is callin out my name
it's not too late to call again
the sky starts fallin on my face
but i'll always pull up to the same old place
marijuana rolled up, hit a gram to the face
said it's never been so good to fucking feel so dead

it could never be the same
put the double barreled to my brain
next to my 40 oz and pack of cigs
i'll paint a picture with the parts that remain

what would you do
if we could go back and maybe change some things?
if only you knew
that i'd do it all again just to get to where i'm at
sometimes ur eyes turn blue
and sunshines look fine without
or anybody that i knew
yeah, weeks go by where i don't think about you

Follow me <3

sometimes ur eyes turn blue (prod. reaper) </3 music video in description </3

Produced & mixed & mastered by @circlepitt

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