Sit still ft toot

lyrics:

woah u went and switched up on the kid
set free from the pressure of ur grip
set free to the nothing i had missed
sent straight into reality again

night i take my medication
fits my body to my placement
my minds full of broken places
take the drug fill the spaces
it just put me in my placement
it just made me feel amazing
i dont need any assistance
i dont need any vacation

i dont need any vacation

audio through my head make it pound
seeing sounds u should be glad u aint me ya
long nights blowing smoke into the street
through my teeth blurry sleeps every night of the week now
focused up having visions in my dreams now

woah u went and switched up on the kid
set free from the pressure of ur grip
set free to the nothing i had missed
sent straight into reality again

reality (prod. 4or3ver)

produced by @killedmyself

lyrics:

back on my bullshit
back on my bullshit
all my songs sound sad as fuck
if u dont like it dont listen

u playing my new shit
i hear it in ur shit
if you dont like why u sound like it
if u want a verse just say something

if i dont fuck with u
then i wont click the text
i got friends up in my inbox
like i know them but they on read

know them but they changed up
hate me if ion link up
theres lonely nights i wanna go out
but they dont hit me if a song up

ya my girlfriend said our times up
all my close friends in a limbo
young artist i dont give a fuck if
my gmail full of beats tho

my iphone got a cracked screen
that shit not even rose gold
i wake up and spit some listerine
think of new words and a new flow

soon its new phone i got new hoes
its new drugs but the same bros
new songs keep coming out
like 2 a week i dont slow down

2am in a ghost town
its fl till the sun down
i need a song all about this shit
if it dont exist well it does now

every love that i once had got a new guy and they real good
when i open up my newsfeed and i see them i dont feel good
brain cells that i used to have all dead now but the weeds good 
the only lighter i ever use she bought for me and i miss her

she said my new shit it dont sound good
if somethings wrong you can tell me
i dont say shit to anyone
so thats why my songs all about me

back on my bullshit
back on my bullshit
all my songs sound sad as fuck
if u dont like it dont listen

u playing my new shit
i hear it in your shit
if u dont like why u sound like it
if u want a verse just say something

back (prod. killedmyself)

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 @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 @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 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)

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