Carry On

I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know

Where I’ll go
Where I’ll go                2x
Where I’ll go

But I know
Yeah I know
Yeah I know

I’m a grow
Yeah I grow
Yeah I grow

Yeah I know life isn’t easy
Yeah I know life isn’t fair
And Im trying to keep busy
And I try to stay aware

Of these demons all around me
Yeah I know they’re not my friends
And these demons all around me
They’re not trying to make amends

But I carry on
With the whole world on my shoulders
Yeah I carry on
Cause I’m only getting older

And I carry on
With a whole lot on my shoulders
Yeah I carry on
And I’m still just getting older

Carry On (voice memo)

Silence (Prod. MarkoTP)

DO IT ALL NIGHT

Too Afraid

ANYTIME

JDee Lindo  ( same way ).mp3

Distraction

PointinupthethumB

An original song I wrote at some point in my life that I can't remember

//Verse 1//
(Try again) 
It’s over when it’s over (HOE)
I am the best though 
Flipping through yo stereo 
I gotta lock bro
Run me cash a sea note 
I am a fuckin goat
Been that dude pushin fine whips and wearing a fur coat
fake dudes ain’t gotta thing do with my reign 
Been flippin the game
Wearing big chains 
And driven in a range
stage, pockets and rocks the biggest in my town
Bum bitches can’t stand me cus I spit a round
Give pound to the O gees in the game 
I’m laying it down 
My crown got alil filthy 
But I’m busting it down 
cowards screaming my name 
And running off-stage 
Got em gaspin for air 
I’m the latest rave
(Behave) cus I’m back
So back u having a asthma attack
Whack dudes know the biz 
I’m grabbing a bat
To any of you dweebs
Stop starting beef 
I am a monster 
So hungry you’ll never get the best of ME

//Hook// 1x
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
I’m the new flava in ya ear 
We rappin bout them boys from over there
With the fat dick bubble underwear

Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
Let’s be clear you can’t compare

//Verse 2//
I never understood 
How I’ve been misunderstood 
Bums swear they the best
But they know to knock on wood
What you say u got me beat
I snatch weave and pick up heat 
I ain’t write this rhyme about you but you begging for it bee 
(Come on)
You got me laughing 
Corny ain’t the word
I ain’t steps on shoes
But I’m kickin hoes to the curb
What you say I ain’t popular
What’s yo fuckin problem
Bitch u a bird
It’s written All over ya album
label bogus (Plus)
Been independent for years
Deals piling up while u pay through ya tears
I don’t fear non of you cowards
lying fucking bastards 
Hope you die a slow death
Look at cha life
This is the rapture 
(damn) it’s been that long
You scared then go home
My lyrics be the truth
All you hoes is home alone

//Hook// 1x
Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
I’m the new flava in ya ear 
We rappin bout them boys from over there
With the fat dick bubble underwear

Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear
Let’s be clear you can’t compare

Lyrics Copyrighted August 2020

F.D.B.U. (Fat Di@k Bubble Underwear)

Chen Phen - FriendZone

Cali-born producer.
DM to collab 🎧

Insta: @lazlothegoat

Carry On (voice memo)

Lazlo the Goat