This joint hella wavy and you was def floatin fosho brodie!

really smooth and chill vibe man, keep it up, ur gonna blow someday.

Say you better than me YOU BLUFFIN....lit track

This one Tough 👌🏾Fuck with it ✊🏾

omg so fire 😩😩😩😩😩🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

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( lyrics )

We turn to 1 when your holding my hand
If you let go my ashes turn to sand
Babygirl look in my eyes
Cant promise Ill last through the night

I never fucked with someone they way I fuck with you
It nearly killed me when you said that I’m done with you
Girl I know its be a minute yeah
But I still really miss you yeah
I know we had a lot of issues yeah
Im still wishing I was with you yeah 

I
know you better than yourself
But lately you switched up and wanna be someone else

You dont know whats good for you
Baby Ill look for you
Do the adlibs on my chorus cause Im on the hook for you

I’m choking I’m coughing
Put me in a coffin
I cant be around you too long or too often yeah

Move back
Im sliding by right past
My heart broke into a thousand little pieces and it just shattered like glass

I’m smoking, I’m poppin Early alcoholic
Kiss me right after your lips taste like cotton yeah yeah
Drive fast
Swerving lanes but wont crash
Ive been dead for a long time but hell kicked me out 

round n round and round we go
She dont wanna hang but she calling my phone
I dont want answer, no I really dont
I enjoying my time alone

Back together on a Monday
break my heart again on Thursday
Friday got me feeling someway 
I wont shower till its Sunday

Half of you dont even know me yeah
I got Soundcloud as my homepage yeah 
gotten meaner with my old age
I be smoking for the whole day

I’m lonely I promise
My mind I have lost it 
when you left my world oh it was a catastrophic
Solo hot box so small I’m claustrophobic
But I enjoy it

I’m choking I’m coughing
Put me in a coffin
I cant be around you too long or too often yeah

Move back
Im sliding by right past
My heart broke into a thousand little pieces and it just shattered like glass

I’m smoking, I’m poppin Early alcoholic
Kiss me right after your lips taste like cotton yeah yeah
Drive fast
Swerving lanes but wont crash
Ive been dead for a long time but hell kicked me out 

Hell kicked me out 
Dont know where to go
I guess I’ll walk
Just walk down this road
Until I cant
I can't nomore

Coffin

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coffin ( tunnA )

MC Ride: we're not in the lateral movement...
you know what I mean? just stepping side to side;
we want to move forward. make things better.

lay stiff and die free, while I shift the tide
streams of light enter my eyes
beaming scintillated
rhymeschemes, nine rings
into the journey, I’m disparate,
blurry and in a hurry—tryna
get these pistons to serve me

annual aneurysms,
the granule sands of wisdom
were sans a victim, addicted
to slamming the fist to Christians
glam and the glitz conniption
is equidistant from heaven’s mission
yet they sell and list it as opulent
solipsism--shockingly crowds of
women’ll gather around iniquity
life a living Hell, I like you really well
I splice it with embellishment
relics of what little intelligence
is still relative to eloquence
of pelicans under the feet of
elephants, accelerate,
all you featherweights
go seek a better fate, 'fo
he make you smell and taste
the cellophane ‘n flagrant vapor
capering vagrant relish in
vague disdain for everything
erasure of the masquerade will never be

MC Ride: I'm not that fascinated by,
uh, human achievements...
at one point in my life,
I was more inspired by people

this the mystique intrusive
and bleak sheik with the
proof that’ll leak to sheets
in a gruesome indecency
non-conducive and
incongruent, disputably
spewing doom and uprooting trees
they bruising the truth with a neutered eulogy
accruing these caskets for tween rappers
who seen lackin’, in the streets yappin’
while I’m following my dream’s passion
dabble with the tablets of acid
'til my spleen was black, and now
I need the cash, ain’t no acting
fill up the bag, bitch :’)

fragments get scattered
across the flattened atlas
as a fact of matter retracted
I like to pedal backwards
that with my unfettered magnitude
is what makes me a rapper
higher in caliber, ironclad to lift Excalibur
the challengers gabber forever
lapping up the palaver
they gather in exultation
and mask exasperations
massive laceration to the
face of fakeness, break,
recalibrate the lake of talents
aiming at merit’s devaluation

MC Ride: but, as I've grown more...
humans aren't really my... I don't really
look to that for inspiration that much anymore...
I look more inside...just to myself, and what goes on in there

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