CRAZY H*ES

CRAZY H*ES (PROD. EEM TRIPLIN X BEACHNOISE)

Lyrics:

You held me close till it’s hard to breathe
I’m letting go don’t follow me
I broke your chains and it set me free
What better way to say it wasn’t meant to be

Like keeping me in your thoughts when the feeling is lost
I’m holding on though the moment's gone
With nothing left to believe but the faint memories
As they fade with the need to remember me

It’s heartbreak by the night but love in the morning
Take what you want and leave me to cope
With the weight of your words and the tone of your voice
When you say that it hurts but you want the poison

We never thought we’d lose what would never last
We look toward the future but live in the past
Where once we were young now we’re both growing up
And I’ve become numb cuz you’re cold to the touch

It’s heartbreak by the night but love in the morning
Take what you want and leave me to cope
With the weight of your words and the tone of your voice
When you say that it hurts but you want the poison

Remember me
Remember me

You held me close till it’s hard to breathe
I’m letting go don’t follow me
I broke your chains and it set me free
What better way to say it wasn’t meant to be

Remember Me (prod. Kadeynce)

Lyrics:

Yuh, I don’t give a fuck about you
I never needed no friends to do what I do
Yeah I broke some bones just to get to the top
But I’m never gonna stop

Because I’m a fucking god, on god
I’m a king, you a pawn
If I pull up with a fully automatic your gone
Im the brains, your the brawn 
Like im fucking Armstrong
If you want to be the best, you better beat me in a brawl

Ima eat your fucking neck like a motherfucking Klondike 
Freaky motherfucker ima pull up with a blond dyke
I don’t give a fuck about you, I just want to ball like
I don’t give a fuck about you, I just want to ball like damn

Black and white my whip like I’m motherfucking venom 
Drift so hard I be looking like a phantom
If they want to talk, bitch motherfucking let em
I got dogs that can bark, if you want it I can send em

Bitch I don’t got no feelings, you be talking to the dead
Glock 14, ima put it on my head 
Never trust a fucking bitch, they just want to see you rest
I got money on my mind, and I’m running out of flesh god damn

Lemme swerve in the whip
RPM 9 times that trip
Brand new wrap for the front end split
Finna hear yo girl say "purge! don't miss"

Brand new day I'm checking accounts
Heard her new man's check done bounced
When I pull up you'll hear that sound
Don't think you know how we do it down south

Get down with it
How you thinking that we crazy like we out with it
I never been so high cus I'm up with it
If the pack get wrapped then I'm loud with it, huh huh ayy

That ho so fine
Come to the crib and I'll break yo spine
Bring that back throw it up one time
If they ask who whip that is, that's mine

Yuh I got a problem with the feds
Move to fast, only thing they see is red yuh
Take over the scene bitch I’m smoking off some led
Got a lazerbeam pointed at your motherfucking head 

Yuh, I’m at the top, you the bottom
Watch my step when I walk you follow
Pussy wanna talk but don’t wanna see my hollow
Bitch you better step back, ima go full throttle

Girl you wanna see me happy? Bitch sit on my face
Boutta get a bag like a mock to the bank
Cooking up a potion bitch im boutta make it bang
I just wanna die young and get fucking paid

Because I’m a fucking god, on god
I’m a king, you a pawn
If I pull up with a fully automatic your gone
Im the brains, your the brawn 
Like im fucking Armstrong
If you want to be the best, you better beat me in a brawl

Ima eat your fucking neck like a motherfucking Klondike 
Freaky motherfucker ima pull up with a blond dyke
I don’t give a fuck about you, I just want to ball like
I don’t give a fuck about you, I just want to ball like damn

imafkngod w/ $werve & purge!

Never gonna end up in the spotlight
Bitch I came up from the gutters 
When climb to the top
I feel envy from the others

If you really want to talk
Got a gat In my pocket
Pop a fucking perc, now I’m really fucking off it

Faze up, all I see is money in my pocket
Death note, I feel like a god when I rock it
Yeah I bet you it gon hurt when I punch you in your socket
Get the fuck up your a motherfucking prophet

Yeah I slice your head off like I’m tanjiro
Your shorty want to fucking talk cause I got some gold
Yuh if you want shit done better pass the ball
I’m like plaqueboymax all I touch is gold

When I step into the scene it’s magical
I got aura like Gojo when I’m in my zone
When pull up to the meet bitch im on go 
Bitch I got no time for all these hoes like damn

You spin my mind go round and round
When you send me a text, got me looking with a smile
I don’t want to talk to no one else
Cause I never met someone this good in a while

I would do anything just to hold your hand bitch
All the money in the fucking world, I can spend it
You and me gon make it to the end, ima send it
Bonnie and Clyde we’re the motherfucking bandits

Never gonna end up in the spotlight
Bitch I came up from the gutters 
When climb to the top
I feel envy from the others

If you really want to talk
Got a gat In my pocket
Pop a fucking perc, now I’m really fucking off it

Faze up, all I see is money in my pocket
Death note, I feel like a god when I rock it
Yeah I bet you it gon hurt when I punch you in your socket
Get the fuck up your a motherfucking prophet

MINHA HORA w/ xlout

Got the matte-black janky  JET
Napalm on these motherfuckin state lockin
FEDS
Im a dame stealer dual chrome tuckin
BET
On existence - got persistence, work ethic 
SENT
From heaven or another place it is eviDENT
that I'm waking in this race with some mediCINE
Pillin up I need a taste of these fuckin HEADS
Tails aint doin it for me I need motherfuckin answers LEAD, got nothin fo me, well then, now you DEAD
Bitch
1-2 COCK IT BACK, Mayweather sledgehammer FO YO MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD
I BREAK it then I take it - take yo your soul cuz honor's in
Tastes fuckin good, my teeth are immaculate drippin wet ->
I wanna do it for the medical I'm poppin thin
Pills runnin out, rattle snake it is nearly shed
I break that skin, comin out with another dregg
By my side, ouroboros fuckin blunts the drag
JEt black
-Napalm on these motherfuckin set mans
Set on making life a drag and not too different
Than a senate tower tellin you you lifted, did you tiste this?
FUCKING resin in my mouth I taste blackness from this house
50 card deck fallin over on another mouse
the RAT race never ends, it envelops north to south 
East to West is stuck in fighting and the center bleeds a flood 
I dont think you need a nudge you need a wet one, wet one
Wipe the blood right off the blade and let the set-sun, set sun 
Sunny weather over and we've turned another broad
Fucking slut inundated by make-up she loves to cop
We steal appearances and masks, we love to talk a lot
But the world's slowly dying underneath all of this rot
Wait - tadelll poll - I think ill tell ya something luck
Tell on something up above you and release your legs and cuffs
yeah, scriptz

SNAKE SHELLS (PROD. AUTHOR)

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ACE BLOOD MALICE

LEAK IN SOME ROUGE TUNES ARE FILLIN UP MY CHALICE

I DRINK THE MUSIC FROM A SIDE-STEPPED REALM YOU SEE AS A FALLAC-y

IM CRUNCHIN NUMBERS AND THE UNDER-SHADOW OF DATA SEES 

Im Im Im waking up in inner vault, see my core of soul doin something bout that summer fault

I started an earthquake, right off my birthday - im eating numbers Im spitting them out

Making a model of em right on a gold-glass table after candles imcrashin it out  

Waking, baking, uh sillouette with satan, Ima clip out my debt, up behind me fuck it - yeah Im famous, looking in abyss and then callin it feds 

I can see it now, I'm flippin throw, kickflip my future off  shiny new crib...

Porsche gt4 with like 4 whores watchin outside got side-skirts burnouts and skids.... Yeh

Call me mother-fuckin scriptz, call me devil-daphodila-plucka with some anti-psychotic got beans in his lid 

Im catapult the tone, mono want chrome, scribing in my chest- and I write it in the tome

IM a wraith with heady-full of headies and some hopes - thinkin bout that rope swing, daily sayin nope

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