This is garbage but like the kind of garbage that is really inspiring and really makes me want to vibe

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❣️ im in love with jill scott ❣️

famished

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im stabbin ‘em and i can’t stop
im stabbin ‘em and i can’t stop
im stickin’ and pokin’ no ink,
im thinkin’ ‘bout killin’ a cop
love it when the bodies drop
i love it when all the trees die
im colder than grandmama pie
im older than grandmama pie

thinkin’ bout who what when
i got a crew no friends
i got a coup no roof
no i dont thats pretend
but whos gonna figure me out
with all of the money i spend
all of the debt that im in
all of the rent that i owe

when its on sight im on go mode
sashay on yo block like a homo
like sharpay, brr bap before show time
i break a leg but nigga itrrãin’t mine
i got hunneds in da bank that i can’t get
cause my wife beat my ass if i act rich

stab

ａｌｉｅｎ ｌｏｖｅ ｃａｌｌ

D-Day: A Gangsta Grillz Mixtape

Stick (feat. Sheck Wes)

Pink One (Fat One) [PROD.FINESSE]

Lyrics:

(you fuckin stank
goddamn, you fuckin' stank)

wake up and my breath fuckin stank
that’s dank
i pick my bitch up, mm
snack break
got the munchies so i eat it up
i don’t mean i’m fuckin when i say that i do beat it up
my bitch and me we fightin we ain’t ever fuckin give a fuck
she throwin chun li kicks,  it ain’t not enough
i parry all them shits
better back it up
i powerbomb my girl, that’s how we be showin love
i be in a trance when she roll up my blunt

sittin by the window watchin for these fuckin fakies
i got a 9mm tucked in my two seater i like to daydream 
if we got a problem bitch i start discussin rates
i might pay his cousin just to go and dig his grave
i’m off the za, i’m so gone i can’t wait
ready to die, i done emptied my bank
emptied my mind, thought it was safe
i’m outta time, gotta escape
i’m on stage, i gotta rage
i gotta keep a j on me all day
i gotta smoke, i’m not okay 
i gotta keep a k on me all day

wake up and my breath stank
that’s dank
wake up and my breath  stank
that’s dank
wake up and my breath stank
that’s dank
wake up and my breath stank
that’s dank

WE OUTSIDE
whoa, whoa
i would say more but i might catch a case
never catch me im on gingerman pace
chasin the bag i got bread for the cake
sike
only got love for my bitch
i give a gun to my bitch
she ready to empty the clip
we twinnin’ in camo, 
im feedin her ammo like blammo
hop out the jeep like we made it
ain’t tell my mama im faded 
made it from straight out the basement

yeah, yeah
we outside, smokin that gas
i’m tryna vibe til i pass out
if this is a game,
i’m tryna live it up baby like it is my last round
i drop in like fornite clearin the lobby they copy
how i make the wolves howl
i carry my tool with me 
ready for war when i gotta go into the dog pound
i been up since i started to blow clouds
i been stuck since i started to blow clouds
got me paranoid shit bout to go down
you a fool if you do put the gun down
it ain’t cool now yo man gon get gunned down
you the type to go run from the gun sound
i be up when the sun tryna slow down
i get high so the fun never go down

wake up and my breath fuckin stank
that’s dank
wake up and my breath fuckin stank
that’s dank
wake up and my breath fuckin stank
that’s dank
wake up and my breath fuckin stank
that’s dank

THATS DANK

I’m half awake
I got a mind of its own
Like to eat my brain
I’m losin touch with my soul
I can’t fuckin  shake
The tremors hidin in my bones
I need a break
Smoke another bowl
Smoke the pain away

Yeah, yeah

I could sound like anybody I wanna
This shit is effortless I came here to slaughter
No sergeant, stabbin these niggas like I’m on MARTA
I’m hot like a sauna, my dick like a Tonka
I fly down to Florida to see my lil jits
Hop off of the plane I’m still high from the hits
I make the shit that gon turn into hits
If I’m still rappin’ my lungs ain’t fucked up yet,

 I’m still alive I ain’t do enough drugs
Run from the love like my bitch got a gun
Smokin’ on opps only give me a buzz
My dad caught me smokin’ I lost his trust
Fuck,

I lost his trust,
He had enough,
I lost his trust,
Am I his son?


I’m half awake
I got a mind of its own
Like to eat my brain
I’m losin touch with my soul
I can’t fuckin  shake
The tremors hidin in my bones
I need a break
Smoke another bowl
Smoke the pain away

I LOST HIS TRUST

December

just sumn light
orinigal song; Bitches Be Like by Bbymutha

bitches b lyke

no name tape

Minnesota freestyle

Into Nebula

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Pixie Dream Boy

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