GraveYard 6 Setlist

Paranoia (prod. sickboi)

SLAUGHTER.HOUSE.II prod. $lxwOMG

GRAVEYARD (prod.Nochillgotheat)

FENTBEND (PROD. AZZLEY)

Yea babe let me come and see you too night 

No we dont gotta sleep so early let’s talk then smoke get high 

 You ain’t gotta stress at all we can just stay in my room 

No your eyes aren’t the only reasons why I’m staring at you 

And everybody go fuck off and find some peace for a change 

Not wearing 23s but shooting like Steph at point range 

It’s crazy how they moving when they older can be

Bitch my cliq will start invading like irag in 03

Killing him
Don’t leave a print 
Subliminal messages keep that boy hid 
 let her mark my shit up
Pink dye match with my cup
leave me high what your strains 
Test your luck by kobang 
Come pop my bars leave you shook
Theres barley plenty that you took

 the way you rock in that dress
Its got my eyes stuck obsessed 

Got some to say then speak up
Before my fist come reach ya 

Wear black on black like reaper 
Ask whats that smells irs reefer 

Dont like to smoke its okay
Its depart my soul to decay 

But pass that smoke lit me up
Pass that smoke lit me up 
Said pass that smoke lit me up
Pass that smoke lit me up
Said pass that smoke lit me up
Pass that smoke lit me up

pink (prod. drugslutt)

Lifeless I got no form 
Hope there’s peace left when I’m re born 

Leave my space needa detach broken pieces I’ve kept from my past 

Is it selfish to simply yourself 
Build up walls when it implies for help

I feel as my sanity is lost can’t throw the just towel because 

been needing for simplicity listing me in mental wars

What you wanna be a ball player 
Figure what you want kid it’s coming for you later 
Time really money depend how you spent the price  
Get something settled soon so you end up living nice 

Advice my mental strain has succumbed to extro pain yes I’ve fought since the beginning my sins had been proclaimed 

Don’t mind it gone fade through time 
dodging all the bullets Ive engraved inside 

I’m not quick wit it but ima still
Get it yeah ima hard head guess I will admit it

Brotha tell me how that pain feel
Cutting up to chase the same feel

We all looking for that same pill that ain’t real

Noise all clatter on its own like me in an ally playing on a saxophone 

With a bunch of souls of generations claim we lost it’s a shame we a grew up with no helping hand in cause

GraveYard 6 Setlist

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