must be dumb (prod. josh)

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stones prod. josh

Toronto B*tch (Prod. Josh)

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Pull Up On Us (Prod. Josh)

DRAKE & YEAT - DOG HOUSE (LEAK)

Another cut from "I'm Sober, I Promise" 

In typical fashion, I explore the cocksure nature of my being by critiquing my unscrupulous actions; most of which involve dealings with feminine interests. 

Lyrics: 

[Verse:]
Rather stoic, i'm a rather ill poet
at odds with my muses stir my moet - plot my ruses
on a little fawn with the tresses - thighs n da breastes
Intrepid I guess you guessed it, a little zealous, leave 'em breathless truth that I speak fluent, I'm quite the nuisance, high off delusions  The bravado of foolies, chief of vices, read Anubis
They speak of lies before these church pews, sellin' jive to the fellowship
I be sure to make no concessions, see my grams if I need refreshments
Kobe in the key, on the wing, hit Ariza
baby boy, up in that flannel, sellin' dreams to these skeezers
really make no amends, I let them choose whatever cheaper
then venture uncharted waters as if I didn't have no visa 
I speak of impiety in Bethel - Sacriliege in Gethsemani
Nullifidian - but let's keep that lil bit between you and I
Shall we, wish upon the stars, wreak maleficium? - upon society ...until we take what's ours and live in rhapsody

[Verse:] 
I'm usually withered by the end of December
but on the first I'll have shot and sift a bitch if she tender
god or whatever willin' I'm feelin' straight enough to sway these feelings
Due diligence in do dealings, build a house of cards (on god bruh) if I'm  thru dealing 
With the Johnsons and the Andersons, of poetry I'm quite the wordsmith
a box of Trojan Bareskins and some backwoods for the purchase
I still critique my purpose, every step ask was it worth it?
fell in love with solitude because silence is so perfect
Be not dismayed, for the gesture, I'm much obliged
Scum, in your eyes, but you're an apple in mines
empty so it seems I find comfort in foggy skies
Bergamot in my black tea make things easier to deny
Vexed by the fatuous, Freudian Slips in a Murmur
Navigatin' through life without the aid of a cursor
dead to this world I descend into The Further
just turned 22 and I still feel like Timmy Turner

Jack of Klubs [prod. by Canis Major]

Bad Guy feat. Kankan (prod. XanGang)

Summrs - Barnes And Noble (Prod. Xangang)

oxycodone 2 (prod Kankan)

slip me into something warm... 🏰🔥🗡

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Jack of Klubs [prod. by Canis Major]

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