Since I was A Teen (Prod. Lockage)

protect - $wag like 2012 (Smxkey Stunna)

Diorvsyou-Bringhatothetrap.m4a      (Expressivv)

@9smjay
@jkjmetasco

Lyrics:

Tell me jus come get right 
and tell me what you see 
The cuts on me they bleed 
Dont know why she want meee
Dont know but i jus gotta get right 
Looking up at the moon know its so bright 
Run up boy know ima hit you
say you hate me no i dont miss you like gogo
U ain neva even knew me ngga hell na u ain been up on that damn road
And ion know you you dont even know me thats why the hell im still keeping pole 
Yes I wunna see you yes i wunna talk to you 
U done went left dont even gotta clue and now im stuck missing you
Tired of adderall hell na i wont pop em
take out bae steak and lobsta
Play wit da fam ill pop yuh
And yea ik a couple nggas would get down know dey wud rob yuh
She stay eating me up ian talking bout no daM PASTA
Jay he hittn the scene hell yea he toting that beam 
And ian neva really had love  can you tell me really what it mean 
At the show ima rockout pop up out da cut u see we got glocks out
Ima rockaaaattt
Be with the gang we pop ouutttt 
Li jay he tryna go out
Twin say he tryna have fun turnt up we eating steak now
Gottem up on that flyerrr
Im up in the air im flyyeerrr
Up with the clouds im higherrrr
And know you neva got it 
OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
See im hurting to much now 
I dont wunna die now 
You hurting me so wild 
And no i dont wunn go back right now
See you left bae u really been gone 
I been hurting bae and im all alone 
You dont get it cause you up on yuh own 
Just tell me wht im doing wronnnngggg
Uon even gotta care man 
U dont wunna pick up no phone
Im hurting all on my ownnnnnnnnn

elana jade ( smxkey stunna ) ゐ

in this bitch i’m by myself
gotta know i came wit blick
got my own ain’t need no help
me & me inside this bitch
and no i won’t pick up yo call
dnd inside this bitch
bronem pulled up in a scat
he gon go home in a lyft

cmon
my bro say money my phone
my shit start ringing i’m gone
leave wit my scale and my .45
they try then isson
i need a ashtray for my habits fill my lungs up wit smoke
still gon be high without no lighter my cup filled up wit dope

lil baby love me ion like her i just told her to go
she always showing love in private but in public she won’t
told bro just do the shit like nike he out tryn flip a bow
my favorite one up in my psychi might as well be her home

and im just praying that she like me
wonder where she might be
emo hoe her wrists slit she dripping on my white sheets
asking bout my pill bottles
can i be high in peace
i said i quit i still pop em
nobody high as me

in this bitch i’m by myself
gotta know i came wit blick
got my own ain’t need no help
me & me inside this bitch
and no i won’t pick up yo call
dnd inside this bitch
bro just pulled up in a scat
ain’t gon leave inside his whip

okay

pill bottles (smxkey stunna)

#WhatsLove? (Smxkey Stunna)

i got this one hoe on my mind but she ain thinking bout me doe
other hoe up on my line i bang on shit like 23 doe
heal the pain wit one more high i said i quit that ain’t me doe
way too high for tryna drive might flip the whip i can’t see hoe

(naw fr like im way too high in this btc like i already told u like)
high asf them purple drugs what i bleed
you know ion sip no green where that green at
blowing paper i think this shit grow on trees

bad btc pop out skate how she end up at my place
i can’t say no names barely even show my face
so many different guns glockies arps and dracs
don’t do this shit for fun shoot my stick behind some pape
shoot this bitch and hit like klay or dish like im rondo
trippin out cause i been high all day i think ill be fine doe
pop a pill and then i see yo face yk u so fine bae
pop a pill and i can’t feel my face i got way too high bae

(i got way too geeked up, i got way too high bae said i got way too geeked up)
high asf them purple drugs what i bleed
you know ion sip no green where that green at
blowing paper i think this shit grow on trees

in my head i’m like how this what it came to
u wit lames and bet not none of em change u
playin games wit yo lil heart ik i fucked up
i’m not okay i miss them days when it was just us
be on my own wit hella blunts i guess it’s just me
fucked up, tryna find a ways to where yo love be
drugged up, eastside tryna find out where dat mud be
bugged up, ion want this hoe she tried to love me

Since I was A Teen (Prod. Lockage)

Pager (@FuckPager)

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