LIL NAS HEX (PROD. RIPVALENTINE)

BREATHE

I know these niggas ain’t playing fair 

I got some pain that I can’t repair

Used to the losses I came prepared 

Stating offers and my grave is there

Taking off when a stain appeared

Creating trauma I was made aware

Negating problems what I made was conscious

Felt the weight accosting I was at staying clear 

I try 

Pushing my heart aside

Hard to love when you’re losing sleep

Stuck in the dark reside

Start above and reduce the peak

Peace is the name of a person 

I ain’t acquainted with 

I got some niggas got love for me but be raidin shit



I got some feelings on my sleeve that I just had to stamp

They know we needed peace was running till I had a cramp

My seeds of growth keep on depleting like a damaged plant 

Know I needed nothing of me lifes a Manic plan x2





I tell my momma my problems I couldn’t heal

Niggas had enough tryna push for real 

I felt the glass I was walking on

Didn’t hit me until I fell on my heels

I ain’t been home in a minute 

Been gone and I’m missing 

My bed and my mamas meals

I can’t control what I’m feeling

I know I’m conflicted 

We missed all the common thrills

Niggas don’t know we got high off of lows

I was never the type to lie on posts

In the back we was minding our own 

Tell your girl I wouldn’t mind the throat

I know my time isn’t mine alone

 tell myself I wouldn’t mind the throne

I have a hard time tryna find my phone

What my family thinking man idk 



I got some feelings on my sleeve that I just had to stamp

They know we needed peace was running till I had a cramp

My seeds of growth keep on depleting like a damaged plant 

Know I needed nothing of me lifes a Manic plan x2



No these niggas ain’t outside, they ain’t really outside x2



I got some feelings on my sleeve that I just had to stamp

They know we needed peace was running till I had a cramp

My seeds of growth keep on depleting like a damaged plant 

Know I needed nothing of me lifes a Manic plan x2





None of these niggas be outside 

Arrivederci tell em adios

My brothers know I’m about mine 

Believe me mercy won’t keep bodies close

What i mean tell em check the score

Turn a guess to questions if you fled or stepping,
 had to step in,  fessing I know less Is more

When you fan out essence then you’re never bored

Never more will I be a victim 

He ain’t know pain till he looked in the eyes of his mother succumbing and then it hit him 

I couldn’t imagine the worst of feelings

We know that it hurt but it’s worth a mention 

Im not the first in the work but my pen will then birth what is worth every niggas pension 

I gotta get it now the triggers itchin

GHETTO GOSPEL (PROD. ONA$T)

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[Lyrics]

I demand
One more glimpse
Of your eyes

What i stand for
Doesnt correlate
In ur mind

I guess ur better alone
Im fine with what i have

Scared that falling in love
Makes me way less of a man

SKAPEGOAT FT. LOVE SPELLS

Became one with the pain I was holding

Maintain focus decaying in motion

Weighing my patience displaying the notion 

That fake niggas stay in the way with their posing 

Brodie a packsmith 

Dazing and toking 

 Metal, a blacksmith

Came with the chosen

Aiming I’m scoping 

You banging and smoking 

Ingesting the shame I was faceless and choking

I never changed 

Never claimed to be sweet

Never swayed game

Never gave change to a priest  

city where they banging the heat

Prey on weak

Praying everyday that the peace sway over me

Stay over east

Divine force

Path number 4 niggas sly hide forward 

Lost a couple homies had to Ride high course

Now I’m looking down can’t describe my orb

Never mind my pores

Sweat dripping off 

Left with the cause 

When they kept me involved

Pest be resolved with the essence of god

Higher power black man investing in sha

What’s bless is the calm

Of my ancestors gone

Niggas get conned then they question the laws

Held on the wound till I bled in my palms

Days I ain’t leave out the bed for my moms

Shit



Never know where I land if I slip

Panning the land wit a blam on my hip 

Cancerous spits

Swift planning 

The hits

Cramming demands 

I’m the man with this shit

Know he got a Glock to bang

Hit opps for change 

Stain what He got to plain

Rip tops and fades 

Wrist locked the frame

Can’t marvel at his actions right now he looking at the doctor strange

Mama can’t pray on that boy he was bleeding

Hoodie on his head brodie missing what he needed 

Head hanging down eyes low look defeated

No trust heart cold how we been treated 

Gave you situations you just couldn’t leave it

Grieving with demons at war with my grievance 

I ain’t at peace b we picking up the pieces 

Tryna break bread with a dream and a thesis

Cracking the pavement with far Hard steps

Laying in the streets carry on scarred flesh

Niggas think they good till their face card swept

Ain’t really thinking no you can’t part death

Peoples doing deals getting in car thefts 

But it made em stronger for real arm kept

Niggas all bark but they real harmless

Pushing down the pain thought it would harm less

What we can ensure shells smacking on the floor

Acting with retort they ain’t Active in the war

What I got on me like magic and the force

Laughing at the fact that niggas passin on the boul

No we not homies ain’t no passin of the torch

Buddy he said good but he canceling his tour

Snatch his chain come back and we asking him for more

My sanity stretching like Fabric when it tore

KEN

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