YOU KILLED THISS LOVE YOU FOR THISS 😘😘❤❤❤

Wtf 💀💀😭😭😭😭😭😂😂deaddddd

You can listen on YouTube too!
https://youtu.be/0PyLpUZkBcQ

Lyrics written and performed by Austen the Poet

...but other than that this isn't my song lmao

Lyrics:

White mom, chicken dinner, off seasoning
Jacket on year-round, I’m off seasons
No I ain’t sharing - off search, off seizing
This what I’m doing when I’m in my off season

Dive in the drip, no shit, we going deep sea
Always writing rhymes like A A B C
Picked this shit up last week, it was easy
Takes no time - no A.D., B.C.
Mad cus you're trying hard - still can’t beat me
Only letting up if you ask me sweetly
Otherwise hit the couch, keep watching TV
Ten years count 'em - onscreen you’ll see me

How you know my weight, still begging for a freebie?
You a smelly cat but my name ain’t Phoebe
Dropped two songs and they still get streaming
Your numbers crawling in but you gotta drop weekly
Slid in my DM’s like you wanna have a kiki
Palms red-handed no Keke 
My door locked and you don’t got the key-key
I don’t love yo ass boy, I’m Kiki

Make it make sense
Imma keep doing this till I make cents
Till I'm saying goodbye to student loan debt
Till I got a studio in my basement

(Ayy)

No bank, Imma chase that
Till I gotta man I can make a face at
Till I’m chillin by my pool w a sun hat
Till I’m living the life that I created

Let me slow it down
Writing music in my laundry room 
And sleeping on the couch
 Ouch!
Now you know what I’m about
Here’s my handle, here’s my spout
You only hit me up for clout
 Get out!

I don't wanna hear complaints or critiques
from people too scared to post more than a tweet

Higher
Life can take ya low low
That shit gonna go up and down
Kinda like a yo-yo
Life can take ya 

I got more I wanna say
Only heard two songs but I got more stashed away
You can find me on the internet - a real life Carly Shay
Get in between me and this paper, man (Papperman)
You gonna rue the the day yuh!

I got a lot of stuff coming
EP, poetry, yeah I hit the ground running
They sayin I’m the shit no plumbing
Old me, take a seat, see the man I’m becoming

Higher
Life can take ya low low
That shit gonna go up and down
Kinda like a yo-yo

Life can take ya higher
Life can take ya low low
That shit gonna go up and down
Kinda like a yo-yo

Doja Cat - Up and Down (Remix)

The opening track off my second EP "Emotional Oranges Vol. II"

Stay tuned I'll be releasing one track from the EP every Friday until the EP drops on June 17th!

Follow @austenthepoet on Instagram for more updates!

Lyrics:

Bring in the verse like I bring in the pipes
You could call me Mario way I bring in the pipes
Bring in the mic, no Tyson, I'll fight
Any bitch that try to get me out my spot, out my light
Tell the foes that I shine like a Lighthouse
Tell my dogs, I'mma skin 'em like I'm Glenn Close
Tell the boys that we coming for the White House
We do it big, ain't no mini like the bitch mouse

INTRO

The first track off my second EP "Emotional Oranges Vol. II"

Stay tuned I'll be releasing one track from the EP every Friday until the EP drops on June 17th!

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Lyrics:

Tell 'em that it's been time's up
Tell 'em I ain't giving out what's in my cup
Tell 'em that I'm too high up
Tell 'em it's a pedestal I been climbed up

Tell 'em that it's been time's up
Tell 'em I ain't giving out what's in my cup
Tell 'em that I'm too high up
Tell 'em it's a pedestal I been climbed up

Often imitated, never duplicated
You don't believe me? Better ask all of the dudes I dated
All the teams I 'mated, all the fish I baited
My name ain't Tyler, but they want the shit that I created

They try to hit me on my Steve Jobs
I judge 'em hard, judge 'em tough, on my Michelle Visage
Begging on their knees like a B-Job
Need jobs before I let you see my Nicki Minaj

Slide some oil to me, Texaco
Then we'll ease down the road, down to Mexico
Walk him like a dog, like a pet, Toto
No need to click his heels, he ain't going back to home

If I want it, I'mma get it
Austen Bolton, I'mma bet it
Austen Christ 'cause if you don't get right with me, you gonna regret it
Austen Ice 'cause if you tell my fire to freeze, I ain't gonna let it
Austen Reap 'cause if you're holding onto beef, you better dead it

Tell 'em that it's been time's up
Tell 'em I ain't giving out what's in my cup
Tell 'em that I'm too high up
Tell 'em it's a pedestal I been climbed up

Tell 'em that it's been time's up
Tell 'em I ain't giving out what's in my cup
Tell 'em that I'm too high up
Tell 'em it's a pedestal I been climbed up

Just be doing this shit off the top of my head
Already getting R- uhh- what Aretha said
Picked it up real quick like that bitch was a trend
You still fighting with the beat like the bitch want you dead

On every song like it's Rocky V
We'll be lucky if you come out the track alive
Wonder if I should call one, one, to nine
Tracklist sounding like Um, Um, and Yikes!

You need a tune up, Texaco
It's all going south and I ain't talking Mexico
I stay booked, dewey decimal
Everyone can get a read and you're next to go

Think it, then I do it
Austen Garden like I grew it
Austen Clyde 'cause if my man pull out a Bonnie, I'mma shoot her
Austen Hyde 'cause Cameron Jekyll wouldn't let me out the studio
Austen Lied, I'm gonna die before I tell you what that dude did

Tell 'em that it's been time's up
Tell 'em I ain't giving out what's in my cup
Tell 'em that I'm too high up
Tell 'em it's a pedestal I been climbed up

Tell 'em that it's been time's up
Tell 'em I ain't giving out what's in my cup
Tell 'em that I'm too high up
Tell 'em it's a pedestal I been climbed up

Tell 'em that it's been time's up
Tell 'em I ain't giving out what's in my cup
Tell 'em that I'm too high up
Tell 'em it's a pedestal I been climbed up

Tell 'em that it's been time's up
Tell 'em I ain't giving out what's in my cup
Tell 'em that I'm too high up
Tell 'em it's a pedestal I been climbed up

CLIMBED UP

Interstellar(or Thoughts Of A Man)

Danny Glover Remix (feat. Nicki Minaj) - Young Thug

Danny Glover (feat. Nicki Minaj) - Young Thug

Lyrics written and performed by Austen the Poet

...other than that, this is not my song :))

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Lyrics:

I like you, I do
I wanna be your friend
Go shoppin in a Benz
I like you, I do
I'll hit you when I land
Could you fit me in your plans?
I like you, I do
We went to bed in France
and we woke up in Japan
I like you, I do

Pop on a movie
In real life, no 2D
No sleeping, just beauty
No jury, just duty
No candy, still fruit
No diamonds, just rubies
Just wait till you see
What I do, no Scooby

See I can't wait till you text me again
LOL, laugh at all your jokes, you can
BRB if you promise that we can--
matter fact, whatcha doin this weekend?

Got an ass with your name on it
It ain't a field, but I'll let you put your game on it
You better colonize, put your claim on it
and if they mad, we'll just go and put the blame on it

High and dry you left me
I need someone to ground me
Ever since you left 
I've got a hole in my body

I like you, I do
I wanna be your friend
Go shoppin in a Benz
I like you, I do
I'll hit you when I land
Could you fit me in your plans?
I like you, I do
We went to bed in France
and we woke up in Japan
I like you, I do

Lemme know when you free
Cause I been tryna hit it all week
No TLC, I ain't a creep
but do you like marshmallows? Wanna peep?
Our conversations get deep
But ain't shit new to a freak
Ride it like a bike if it get too steep
It ain't high stakes, but if it was I would sweep

How many signals do I send before you g-g-get it?
It's like you found a smoking gun but don't know who d-did it
It's you found a love letter, don't know who wri-writ it
It's like you picked your feelings up and then you h-h-hit it

I've tried everything short of a message in a bottle
When you gonna hit the pedal, full throttle?
Got the body of a god and the face of a model
Bet we written in the stars, Aristotle

Lemme know when you free
Cause I been tryna hit it all week
No TLC, I ain't a creep
But do you like marshmallows? Wanna peep?

I like you, I do
I wanna be your friend
Go shoppin in a Benz
I like you, I do
I'll hit you when I land
Could you fit me in your plans?
I like you, I do
We went to bed in France
and we woke up in Japan
I like you, I do

I just want you
I just want you
So tell me what it is I gotta do
I just want you
Oh baby, do you like me too?

Ooh boy, I like you, I do
I wanna be your friend
Go shoppin in a Benz
I like you, I do

(I like you)
(Do you like me too?)
(Do you want little ol' me?)

Post Malone ft. Doja Cat - I Like You (Remix)

The title track off my newest project "Miss"

Over the summer, it was me, my microphone, and a computer. Here are the results.

Stay tuned as I'll be releasing new tracks from this project every Friday until September 23rd!

Follow @austenthepoet on Instagram for more updates!

Lyrics:

Miss you like I do
Miss you like I do
Nobody will
Miss you like I do
Miss you like I do

Miss you like I do
Miss you like I do
Nobody will
Miss you like I do
Miss you like I do

I'm in danger
Of staying awake with my thoughts at night
Once a stranger
Now I wonder how I did it without him by my side

And in my dreams
It's never quite as it seems

When you lie awake
Do you think of me?
Do you reach over
and lament all the empty space?

When your mind is gray
do you feel the pain?
Don't you sometimes wonder
how you'll make it through the day?

The years I'd give for minutes in your arms
There may be others, I know, but they won't

Miss you like I do
Miss you like I do
Nobody will
Miss you like I do
Miss you like I do

Miss you like I do
Miss you like I do
Nobody will
Miss you like I do
Miss you like I do

I'm in danger
of memories fading like melted ice
But I'd wager
you feel better and more free
without me by your side

Yet in my dreams
Our love bursts out the seams

Even when I wake
I can feel the ache
Even when I try to smile
for my peace's sake
Even when I stake
my claim you'll be forsake
Your memory bashes at the door
'till I finally break

I know you'll woo someone new with your charms
There will be others, I know, but they won't

Miss you like I do
Miss you like I do
Nobody will
Miss you like I do
Miss you like I do

Miss you like I do
Miss you like I do
Nobody will
Miss you like I do
Miss you like I do

MISS

diagnosing myself with valentine's day blues 🤍☔️

Performed by Austen the Poet

...otherwise this is not my song :)

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Sleepwalk (Cover)

Lyrics written and performed by Austen the Poet

...other than that this is not my song :)

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Lyrics:

Like grrah keep it stack
Remixes gettin more streams like a rapid
Took me a sec to come back
Them comments be making me shallow and vapid
Like grrah bring in the mac
Bulletin board 'em, put pins in that whack shit
Took me a sec to get back
And while I was gone, they still couldn’t hack it

Wrote this shit off a sip of sangria
Hate comments, can’t read ‘em, Michele, Lea
Show them how to do it, Austen Sacagawea 
But it’s all MY land
That’s word to Pangea

Rode this beat, took the reins, said giddy up
I’m busy, wanna take a rain check, hit me up
He call me elevator, why? 'Cause I get it up
I’ll call him later - if I start, he ain’t givin up

Every time I drop, I feel a little bit of guilt
Song they injured, bitch, I killed
They try so hard 
I been meaning
To ‘pologize

Every time I drop, I gain a little bit of skill
Shark on the hunt and I’m lookin for the krill
I shine so bright
Best look away, bitch
Shield your eyes

Like grrah keep it a stack
Bitches move wock cause they know I got bands
They be chattin, I don’t give a damn
And I’m still gettin money, I know who I am
Go by the Poet, my real name is Cam
Cherish the moment, he brought out a cam
I know you're excited, I know who I am
But promise to keep on the low if we can

Take a shot every time I switch the flow
He got a dime, now his knee gon hit the floor
I call him mine, other hoes gon hit the door
I’m writing rhymes, and I sing, I’ll hit the DO

Take a shot every time I make him moan
Fall behind, got no time, like "Man, come on!"
Next day he blowin up my phone
On his next beer, ‘fore i lick my foam

Monkey suit
Imma beat my chest
Picked one dude
Imma read the rest
I’m the goose
Imma duck the rest
I'm the best
Tell ‘em fuck the rest

Bulletproof
Ion need a vest
Fool proof
Ion need a test
Too serene
Ion need the stress
And I’m Mr. Clean
Ion need the mess

Put my own spin, so I call that a carousel
All of my drip, you gon need you a parasol
Officer already prepping a pair of cells
Me and my man we ain’t nothin be ne'er-do-wells

Put my own voice, so it’s called a cappella
Harmonies smooth, like a swan, like a Bella
Skin sparkle more than that vampire fella
Your skin looking green like my money, you jealous?

Such high art that it went over your head, bitch
So much bread I should make a fuckin sandwich 
Oh my God! I should prolly watch my language
Clear my head, take a breath, that namaste shit

Rake It Up - Yo Gotti & Mike WiLL Made-It (feat. Nicki Minaj)

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