lyrics

your head lend me ur mind
your heart give me ur blood
your head lend me ur mind
your heart give me ur blood

yeah my senses say ur lying
don’t kno why, why ur crying
all these drugs i can’t function but i’m trying 
all these drugs i can’t function but i’m trying 

i can’t trust you, you’re so draining
you say u don’t trust me always complaining 
trying not fall asleep, love it when it’s raining

catch me i’m falling
catch me i’m falling
be careful don’t fall in
be careful don’t fall in

ion even kno her diary
cannot trust a hoe she won’t die for me
can’t even trust the bros they won’t ride for me
ion even kno her diary
cannot trust a hoe she won’t die for me
can’t even trust the bros they won’t ride for me

black eyes, black heart guide me to the dark x7

diary

favorite one (noli slatgod)

prod @notthesameithink & @dyinoveryu

@fun333br
them niggas they be so fake
like keep on acting hard
i pull up with that k
i swerve in that city nigga swerve with that k
nigga you is a bitch yea u cannot fucking hang
all my niggas goin up
i can’t do this 
all those niggas on my cock
;;;;;
u done fucked up like im fucking goin off
like why why why
why lie lie lie
keep on talking down down down 
u die die die
swerving with my blades 
et on fait ce negro cry cry cry
tes une grosse bitch 
ferme ta gueule 
negro get the fuck on
nigga watch out
who you talk to
pull up cut you
finna gun you
running cost 
i’m like fuck you 
nigga fuck you 
nigga fuck you… :3

them niggas they be so fake
like keep on acting hard
i pull up with that k
i swerve in that city nigga swerve with that k
nigga you is a bitch yea u cannot fucking hang
all my niggas goin up
i can’t do this 
all those niggas on my cock
;;;;;
u done fucked up like im fucking goin off
like why why why
why lie lie lie
keep on talking down down down 
u die die die
swerving with my blades 
et on fait ce negro cry cry cry
tes une grosse bitch 
ferme ta gueule 
negro get the fuck on

blades prod numb & reemal

WRATH - POLTERGEIST PROD ME

niggas died right after i upgraded my staff

lyrics

post up on yo block w stick in here
just had 2 make it clear;
don't nobody want you here
yea na im wit bro in dat cut we kickin shit in here
in that beamer kno i skrt off bitch i put dat shit in gear

head down dat shit so low
i dont want dat hoe no more
up stick lets see how low he go
yeah i cant wait 2 catch u bro
dis off the wakeup, had 2 let u know
got empty pockets he got less yk
kno dat yo hoe goin had 2 let u kno
armor piercin rounds boy take dat vestin off
youn need dat vest when we spin on yo block
dat shit had me sick like omg
big chop blow his ass now he 2 gone
got infinite racks like gta mod
i dont fw bro nah he get slimed
u need u dat shit come hit my line
yah im wit 40 run it back one time
he broke dat nigga pockets on decline

gem:
idk nigga

me again

yea dis stick gon get u right
june im locked in feel like flight
talk crazy gon get him gone i might
its been 4 years still cant get right
yeah dat boy lame dont see the hype
uppin dat stick dat beam dat green dat light
rae sremmurd lil bitch u not my type
lil shitty ass boy needa burn dat mic (no cap ong)

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wrath @dabiggestpurge