hello…hello…hello 

of all the people, you’re in the worst pain 
oh father evil, i’ve had the worst day 
they call me “demon who pretends to be a person”
lord have mercy 
release me from the this curse please

they caught him climbing the walls
saw his horns and blocked em off with their phones
eyes was bleeding out the color of suns 
honestly i wrote this song in the moon 
all by my lone 
left by the people i know 

ahh you know we taking it slow 
i’ll take you below 
im taking your soul 

see me cry
can you see me? don’t lie 
can you oh i 

with all these people , how can you lose
i hear them screaming they hear me too 
cash machine i got the green 
my strongest jeans can’t hold it 
my pockets sing for golden things 

taking it slow  
hurry up they coming and they don’t need to know 
can’t nobody see me if i take off my clothes 
cause ima 

only thing is i 
i’m a beam of gold light 
oh baby oh i

high as a pigeon goodbye 
my chick as french as a fry 
i-i 
i’m just saying goodnight 
girl you know you making this right 


gone in the zone 
you can see me on the tv
or the screen on your phone 
ooh
but baby i ain’t leaving you no 

ahh you know we taking it slow 
it ain’t no demons in sight 
we eating creamy crab linguini under candlelight 
we clinking the martinis and you staying the night 
staying the night 
in love with chafing yo thighs 

of all the people, you’re in the worst pain
oh father evil, i’ve had the worst day
they poke and tease cause they don’t see me as a person 
aye it’s my birthday aye it’s my birthday 

chiefing on leaves in the springtime 
jamming on keys in the meantime 
she sucking on D in my nissan 
everyone clean from the tees to the feet 
issa breeze, took a bean in ibiza 
aye 
get up on ya knees say “ah”
telephone ring and u think it’s moi 
sike, 
*gibberish*

farley

love for the blokes down in easton way 
shiv for the opps and it keeps them ‘way
don’t wanna act but i make them plays 
sell off a sack and i feed my face 

i’m a grimey nigga catch me in my sports gear 
they gon find me with adidas in the morgue yeah 

lost all my jobs cause i think i’m god 
boss wanna talk but he don’t act boss 
think he big man til his shit get tossed 
think he big man til his shit get 

i’m the meanest of the gross
through ur beanie bullets go
i don’t even have a gun 
no one i know has a gun 

but we really want one 
 want a milli for my sons and my daughters 
so i grind ever harder 
make some sterlings with my partners 

i am a rockstar 
i am a godboy 
i am your savior 
i am the convoy 

i’m a million things but i will never be  understood 
i’m living like the stories that you’d read in a book 
my life is not a movie cause you gotta take the time 
to read between the lines and feel the pain beneath my i’s
yeah im a fucking genius but i’m also really fly 
i ain’t gotta weakness nigga i can’t really lie 


shoutout to my london niggas 
shoutout to my cousin nigga
shoutout to them thuggin niggas
got the city buzzin nigga 
competition runnin nigga 

don’t got a place?
you could stay my way 
run through the rat race day by day 
jump on the mattress with a bad actress 
hope that her dreams won’t  fade away

meet w the mates and we eat bok choi 
stay w the pay cause i be that boy 
saying my grace while i’m playing with satan 
the stations will play me or heed my warning

easton way freestyle 🇬🇧

bow to the theme song
live and bleed all night
im overseas but i really wanna leave no lie
i don’t wanna see no ties
i just wanna win i just wanna win i just wanna fly

i’m an asshole
i think that i’m a demon 
a leech upon the speaker 
i beam and cause a seizure 
i need ya 

my niggas came to party
i want to fuck you girl
but you can’t fit in my pagani
that ass is way too thick im finna call you a uber
meet you at my place andwe gon do what it do yuh 

you think i’m cool i think you’re 
fly fly fly 
niggas gon die 

my brothers dropping on the streets
they think they’ll stop it with their tweets 
they try 
but they don’t try y y 

i got blood on my hands and it wont wash off
3 screens out in cannes they applaud pplaud pplaud
hall of the gods where my pic so balla 
put me next to zeus or the lit gift shop 

all alone hes phenomenal 
i got crossed and rose
and i guess that’s life 

but if yall could know 
just how strong i’ve grown 
and how long i’ve shown 
that i’m just that guy 


just bounce 
counting up the green it’s lovely 
think we finna split it then i think you really buggin on god
you wasn’t in the field with the guys 
we was the field 
you was chilling inside 
so bye bye

nigga get lost 
for ya shit get flipped and ya bitch get tossed 
got ice on my wrist and something something something *sigh*

i cannot see you 
rub the genie 
just to meet you 
i’m see through 
yes i’m see through 
i’m the ghost that’s underneath you 

please don’t fright 

i just wanna talk some more 
you see i got no friends after world 
i’m lonely 
and frankly i don’t talk enough 
wanna touch you oh
i wanna touch you oh

i wanna fly 
bodies gon drop on god

blood on my hands and it won’t wash off
blood on my hands and it won’t wash off 
blood on my hands and it won’t wash off

Bloodfly

they sleeping on the man
they counting on they sheep while im adding up these bands 
fulfilling all my dreams i’m a genie in a lamp 
the things i’m meant to be got them buzzin in the stands
they paid to clap to their hands

they paid to yell and scream 
you can’t tell me nothing with this money in my jeans 
director yelling cut, i used to cover with the sleeves 
in memories i bleed
im naked now i see 
the lizard in the leaves
told me everything 

told me i could have the world 
but there’s better things 
said it’s lonely at the top 
but shit it better be 
i don’t need no randoms hanging out
they bring that jealousy 
they treat me like the enemy 
i think that i’m an entity 

what would you rather have 
a residence in heaven or a genie in a lamp 
would you trade in jesus for million dollars cash 
i just thought that i should ask
sign ur name in black 
i could give you more than that 

what would you rather be 
an angel up in heaven or a serpent in a tree 
you can take ur time but you gon have to pick a team boy
could have you looking clean boy 
on a magazine hear they’re screams not a dream boy 

what would rather do
spend your life on knees or spend a thousand on some shoes 
i swear this shit a breeze but ima leave it up to you 
it’s all up to you 
so what you finna do 

i cannot be humble, ferrari engine rumble 
my body on safari got a fur from every jungle 
say “ahem, i do concur” 
i make the wave and then i surf 
i say a prayer and a curse 
to make shit happen on the double 

so i get what i want 
i’m lit like i come from the middle of the sun 
i pretend to be in love 
but the feelings always numb 
i just need hug 
or a reason to get up 
fuck it ima hit the plug 

they sleeping on the man
they counting on they sheep while im adding up these bands 
fulfilling all my dreams i’m a genie in a lamp 
the things i’m meant to be got them buzzin in the stands
they paid to clap to their hands

ambien

down i lay my head to sleep
i pray my hoe ain’t for the streets 
and if my dogs is fucking snakes 
i pray the court see things my way

a day without blood is like a day without sunshine 
niggas brought the sticks and the cannons like drum line 
i ain’t taking pics, ain’t no captions for this shit 
i hate drug dealing no passion in this shit 

I was nineteen when i touched 6 figures 
48 states vaccumed sealed and delivered 
hit the trap or the college was something i considered 
now this ice on my watch i make it snow like blizzard 

dropped out of school but i studied economics 
shawty in the pool jet skis in the tropics 
FEDS on line so we speaking ebonics 
plug dont speak no english so its kinda ironic 

I was serving dog foooood, plug at the border nigga send him through
work hit the town i get it moved 

Slid in broad day 
had the opps confused  
i heard he sneak dissing got that hit approved
Grew up around killers yeah thats drug dealers too 
gang like mj we know how to move
gang like mj we know how to shoot 
crossed by my squad can’t trust my own crew 
and i can’t trust god he’ll turn on me too

I was serving dog foooood, plug at the border nigga send him through

swervin in the bimmer got a nice new whip 
serve a couple fiends i went to high school with 
he was captain of the team, she was such a bright kid 
now they finding self esteem in the white they sniff 

no hagas las drogas 
i pass on the coca 
i pass in the bimmer 
it’s keyless and golden 
my penis in hoes and 
i’m genius and chosen 
i sing at my show 
and they bring me the dough 
back to the trap cause it’s all that i know 
like nigga was happening im back from the road 


turn pebble to brick guess i know how grow 
swear the devil is wicked he saw me and chose me 
he knows how to pickem heart broken and lonely 
my life is a prison these fiends keep on phoning 
i sell to his victims they call me they homie 
feds steady listening they watching me closely 

down i lay my head to sleep
i pray my hoe ain’t for the streets 
and if my dogs is fucking snakes 
i pray the court see things my way

dogfood

do you see me 
do you see me 
on the top of the world 
i’m so high feel the breeze 
feeling lost in the whirl 

i’m on the top of the world 
i fought enemies 
to feel clouds as they swirl at the palms of my feet 

oh just stop
all the meanings that i’ve lost from over thinking 
cant get high cause it’s illegal in japan homie 

oh you look so lost 
cause you took so long
in the dark go off
they just laugh haha
they just mad cause you’re rad and a damn show off 
in the end they’ll turn into ur fans so

getting paid for my performance 
cause my name is so enormous 
i was lame they thought me dork 
but now i lane switch in the porsche
im getting brain it’s for all sport
i do not love her anymore 
im a genius i’m a whore 

im raising the degrees 
i’m selling off these tees 
for the money that i need 
i wanna be like-ugh
i just wanna feel i’m free 
stacking to the ceiling
got more grands than the prix 

but for now i’m just loner 
love and then i leave no closure 
notice as i’m getting older
heart get smaller heart get colder 
polar stoner never sober 
money flip like motorala 
i just need for you know that 
i am the motherfucking goat bitch damn

get up out the way 
minimize the pain 
i dropped out of class but i was sat first on the plane ooh 

player status im the goat 
went from mattress on the floor
to doing backflips off the boat 

i killed the old me yeah he passed away 
no good riddance 
i still miss him in a passive way 
does ask for me
“no”
…oh

bounce
a castle for a house 
go show yourself around 
take the beamer into town 
ill give you everything pls just promise no lies 
the apple of my eye, you can bite it for a price

i’m possessed by an angel 
baby jesus in the cradle 
give them refuge clean their face 
until they label me a savior 

i don’t need fame i don’t need clout 
i taste the rain w open mouth
i lift their pain i clear they’re doubts 
replace the rain with blood from clouds 

i got one hundred million 47 billion dollaz 
i have fun with my niggas and these bitches on my roster 
pop champagne it taste like water 
on my plate is steak and lobster 
paper chase i won that race 
they miss the days when i was awkward 

now i stunt 
now i get what i want 
jeeze louis i got the funds 
i copped the piece it’s one of one 
fruit of demons bitch i’m luffy
apple seeds up in my tummy 

money stack could tower next to god like i’m from babylon 
ugly duckling dance, misunderstand me, im  the blackest swan
i have a million reasons why it’s me that needs to have it all 
butterfly doors bought a flying car off amazon 

stunt posin, everybody wanna be golden
everybody wanna be chosen it seems 
but no one round here look focused to me
everybody wanna whip ghosts in the streets
but them all talk niggas stay posted asleep
stfu w ur posts and ur tweets bout the clothes and the jeeps 
u a clone and a sheep 

oh please please don’t start with me 
we used to sell those grams to make some bands like paul mcartney 
til that fell of and i remembered art was never hard for me 

i never havard but my god i’m just a prodigy 
i’m smart as fuck and obnoxious to a t

see me on the screen 
jumbotron i give them seizures
cant be led cause i’m a leader 
i cheat death i slayed the reaper 
got the keys 
unlock the truck full of love 
i got designer on my feet but i still jump in the mud
i have fun
stunt

stunt ft.faith (demo)

A centerfold ain’t nothing but another page,
Pay the price then fade away, give aways, ride a wave, wave goodbye then buy the grave 
Just tryna survive the day, put my life up on display,  splay my guts, let em judge, show my heart, to my dismay I got to stay to sell my soul (let em know)
Bet on me, better be in my corner I gotta go 
Fuck an old adage, I’m screaming out adios 
they looking up to me like they can see the  boogers in my nose 
climb the buttons on my clothes 
watch them fall beside my toes 
watch em swallow pride and choke 
when they admit that i’m the goat 
a tennis court inside my boat 
meylissa ford but from 04 
get everything i want and more
i’m the bleeding sun 
got another mission from the hideaway 
sleeper cell im wide awake 
3 percent up on my tint
i’m whippin in the escalade 
brief me what the mission is 
silencers inside the case 
sneak in like we ninjas bitch 
now where the fuck they’d hide the safe 
tranquilizer dart to the neck aye
ion play about my motherfucking check aye 
tranquilizer dart to the heart nigga 
??? 
running past the red ain’t no stopping me 
i do not play about my bread 
bitch this ain’t monopoly 
my family tree mythology 
i’m demigod my prophecy 
is getting interrupted from the funds i spend at pharmacies
a dollar to the plug 
for a peaceful afternoon 
never learned to give a fuck
middle fingers in the womb 
i do not party at the club
i fall asleep inside my room 
id rather dream i’d rather snooze
rather sink than drink a brew 
i’m a loser 
murder my reflection 
looks could kill like i’m medusa 
further from this heaven that i’ve heard about in rumors 
how can i get closer
i did a lot of dirt so i could whip the testarosa 
sold a couple shirts and wrote some verses 
for the culture 
flew round the earth to hit these skirts and do some shows 
til the money cannot fold 
no embellishments been told 
said it like it happened 
don’t believe me ask yo hoe nigga
i don’t even know

darren.

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