thoughts that go through your mind like bullets .

shut ur mouth

Ben berger

mwah - 3

Person in the Mirror

Tears Dry On Their Own

One More Shot

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Mixed and Master: Music by Azuma

GRAVEYARD SHIFT (ft. Fukkit)

PSYCHO

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Produced by Tommy English

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Candy

Electric Love

Full Claw Mode

South Park Mexican (SPM) - Mexican Radio

daddy issues

Kompany

lil peep is going to have a ball [@breahbl]

Song Produced By: Ben Berger & Enyel C

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2 U (feat. Enyel C)

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Produced By: Ben Berger
Additional Production: Krayda Beatz
Additional Vocals: Vinlisa

Red Juice [prod.@kevinkatana]

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Caught Up

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Whistle (feat. $leazy EZ)

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Back & Forth

persian rugs - jacquees (slowed, reverb and edited bass)

Can I Call You Rose?

Weak for Your Love

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Song Produced By: Ben Berger

Lyrics:
Stupid bitch don’t ash your cigarettes all on my floor  
And I hate those lies you tell me when your insecure
I hate those games you used to play when we wanted more
Stupid bitch don’t ash your cigarettes all on my floor  

I know you don’t get 
The moment you want to flip it 
And turn it back all on me for your mood, right
Funny how all my digits
Keep changing just like the seasons
You’re showing up at my door
In the moonlight


Shit I can’t, relate to you and your 9 to 5
I said I
Own my own
I invested mines
On my own
I ain’t need no job
But you still got an open hand
Damn

Ooo 
Fuck off 
I’m barely sippin
All your games, manipulating

I don’t need another fancy flight 
I don’t need chance to fight 
But if i have to see you here tonight then this is what I'd say

Stupid bitch don’t ash your cigarettes all on my floor  
And I hate those lies you tell me when your insecure
I hate those games you used to play when we wanted more
Stupid bitch don’t ash your cigarettes all on my floor  

All my good intentions
Turned into your obsessions
Took my mind and drove it into the street
Yeah
Yeah
I said

Ooo 
Fuck off 
I’m barely sippin
All your games, manipulating

I don’t need another fancy flight 
I don’t need chance to fight 
But if i have to see you here tonight then this is what I'd say

Stupid bitch don’t ash your cigarettes all on my floor  
And I hate those lies you tell me when your insecure
I hate those games you used to play when we wanted more
Stupid bitch don’t ash your cigarettes all on my floor

Cigarettes

CUT OUT WHAT U AINT NEED

GO FOLLOW MY BOY HE MADE THIS SICK ART! 
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Lyrics:
i go silent
money piling
i'll be taking
what you got
know we smiling
but we violent
if you step up
what you thought
keep it quiet
they be hiding
but my sense it 
stack to top
get to close
i'll cut you off
make you fly
like albatross

wrists wet
soaked in ice
from my kneck 
blood drip
cold death
treat me right
now my breath
fold hits
no rest
mould blessed
every step
i give
lie gassed
no snitch
gonna ruin
my fit

like 
i ain't got enough bleach
to you get you off me
i ain't got enough seats
so why you watching
think i got my life free
hope you dislike me
i was dead at 17
shit i still might be

big stacks
body bags
bitch i'll turn you plastic
stashed it
drop you in 
the hole i keep my mask in

tic tac
send it back
you ain't got my status
I know you kept the malice
not stepping through my palace

everybody change
when they running outtta rations
i'll be just the same
spinning webs outta the madness
demons on the way
static vision static passion
never saw the same
once them bullets did some damage

i go silent
money piling
i'll be taking
what you got
know we smiling
but we violent
if you step up
what you thought
keep it quiet
they be hiding
but my sense it 
stack to top
get to close
i'll cut you off
make you fly
like albatross