buy one get two-thousand dollars

done

tres beats

heat flames

goal

forget that

WACK lyrics:
(hold up a sec-)
its been seven years living sloped on a roof (aye)
yall be talkin shit, talkin wack, talkin poop (guh)
talkin bad news, you just gotta get a scoop
frozen in your thought, but I be chillin in my shoes
I dont know yet how to change the thinkin process
'bout me speakin up, and thinkin romance is a contest 
(NO)
I be pickin bad pickles and flick 'em at you
do he got feelings for she, yeah fallace or fa- (factual)
(I DONT LIKE TALKIN SHIT)
yeah, it do be that guy that be talkin sentimental (whats sentimental?)
can never find pants matching with a flannel 
you cant tell me how to putt the tenth hole
yo, these issues that you got you didnt know could take a toll

habits habits, "yo this song that you wrote
resonated with my soul, and you be sittin next to gold"
instinct says to disregard, its getting old
fuck it, grab a snack, sit back and watch a flapjack episode 
(ahhh- woah)
I dont fuck with your insecurities
(woa-)
I dont fuck with your insecurities
stop projectin them bitches, aye, I dont need 'em
you think I'm gonna absorb yo shit dawg?
aye you gotta find another fuckin-
(ONCE AGAIN-)

MY FRIEND lyrics:
(CUT THAT SHIT!)
goddamn
if I'm dumb id say "yah man"
gum that sticks on my VAN
goo gone that shit is my friend
(ayy)
never got what time is (time is-)
money roll in my hand (my hand-)
I dont even have it (have it-)
dont know where it all went
(CUT THAT SHIT!)
self-checkout, roundin up a cent
just used a peanut butter coupon, I just saved up 5%
fuh
you just said a word I dont know yet, just looked it up
I just wrote a thirty minute sentence just to see whats up?
(HEY WHATS UP MAN? HAVENT TALKED TO YOU IN A WHILE. WHATS UP, HOW YOU D-)
you say somethings bad, yet you cope with sugar rushes
(damn)
mental comfort bubble, with some perks, suburbia shit you be dealin with
pack another bag with some luggage
and then pack a couple snacks, hop on the road, and then you lunchin
(uh)
(that shit was loud)

WACK, my friend

lyrics:
Act funny when on camera, juggling the business, sorted out but then outcome is shambles
What did I do, thought it was something I could handle
But its back to follow time, on edge, light a candle
Scents bring me back to places I've been, single tear for every moment I kept to self, silence
Learned to hold my thought for couple second intervals to make sense of situations that remind me of where I've been
Home

Stuck behind this shit like I'm plastered
Stuck on this shit, question if it still mattered to me
Tend to fixate on some topic that's against where I'm headed 
Chickens breaded
Fry it
Still better than a sandwich
Looking for advice, but have to speak it in my language
Tough shit I am, never thought that I could take damage
Back to when I use to smoke nightly till its hellish, till my brain buffer, now prescribed non-stimulation

Act funny when on camera, juggling the business, sorted out but then outcome is shambles
What did I do, thought it was something I could handle
But its back to follow time, on edge, light a candle

ACT FUNNY 2

find im lacking luck, save a little for the next
having fun, why they gotta give me little tests

forgot the little thing you said, just scared to ask
got in your way, you're free to pass
we in the lab
got in my way, that fuckin laugh cut me half
show me a sign before i go a different path
i'm runnin away, and super fast
last time we talked, you cut me off, it didnt last
thinking its something I said
some irrational shit
stuck in this loop for the eternal, laughin louder
lookin at ways of how to cook with talcum powder
vomit out words when i come through with talkin louder
come out the next day all flustered, fuckin pouting

sorry

i just wanted you to know its not about you, just that this shit comes weekly

DID YOU WRONG

im in class with my shoulders up
fillin up my brain with dead ends and
foul choices 
business outta work when i talk
to calm the horses down
“then give your common statement to us”
i felt when they were round
i got the same flow as that one
prolly take me months to come up to you
sorry my tongue caught another 
pacifier fit hand of my palm (wooooow)
and the bright is up locked in and the timer is off 
please let me know if i should step away
its gonna tear me apart
when it talks he shit, i just put on a song
same shit that prolly keeps me up,  dark after dark
take couple different steps try to shut this shit off
its all just

40 second word with you

get to school

bet u cant count by ur 3's🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

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