DareDevil

Held Up (Mixed by @Nivalio)

Put that giveon while we fuckin
Put that thing in, now it’s stuck in
Had another bitch coming 
Posted up by the bed
Drawin me like a sketch
Hold up lemme stretch
Stop yellin bitch you be trippin
Call me daddy
But what’s good with all the classes 
She be skipping
Ball game good she be Pippen
Pause
Then resume girl
She don’t got a résumé
But she got a body like an anime
I gotta say
The way I teach this girl 
She gotta stay

Share her with them homies
She an ashtray
Give me blessed head 
On that ash day

Tell me what you want
In a bad way

Don’t tell me missionary
Is a downplay

Take your shorts off lemme 
show you how I play
Trace my tongue
From your toes
To your doorway

Givin out signs like it’s one way
This dick
Could bend ways
Tu no 
Me entiendes
Pero sientes corrientes 
que siempre te encienden
Tienes demonios 
que siempre me
ascienden

She already chose, why you trippin'?
She ain't that significant
Used to have a gimmick (Gimmick)
Glad I never went big with it (Ayy)
Now I got the big wigs spendin' (Big spendin', hey, hey, hey, hey)
I got Titos on the rocks
With some cranberry mixed in with it, oof (In with it, ayy, ayy)
She got a one bed one bath
And it smells like incense in it (Incense in it)

Stop wildin
I just wanna chill back

Stop grinding
I just wanna feel that

Astounding
She don’t wanna sit back

Ass pounding
Now she wanna sit back

I want a girl with some ass pecs
Down bad, tapped in aspects
Done with the practice

A nurse at her practice
Got an idea for film
Do you wanna cast it?

Lineage of an Aztec
Tight, with a back bend
Welcome to my palace
I can dicktate you with my phallus
Raise you like a chalice
Let’s fuck to this ballad

I already know why you strippin'?
I am that anticipant 
Used to be a cynic (cynic)
Glad I never got big with it (Ayy)
Now I got the late texts sendin' (They comin’ too)
I got Jack on the rocks
With some diet coke mixed in with it, oof (In with it, ayy, ayy)
I got a one bed one bath
And your girls included with it (Included with it)

Smells Like Incense (Harlow Remix)

My Past Addiction to Cannabis

Im lost in the mind of an addict
Tryna see the picture
But I hear static
Depressed, tired, and I’m still static
Knowing that I will panic
Give it two to three days
And I’ll turn manic
Feeling I can shift planets 
Satanic rituals in my daily routine
2000 6 6 16
Was when my devil yearned for the blooming
The mood swings were swinging high
I was fine thinking I was getting by
Just getting high
I stopped using that year for two things
A girl that made feel like I was cruising
A power I could use for my amusement
All of that including
The education 
From the schooling
The new binge
Of me getting lost in the lust
The loss was a must 
Sunsets at the bluff
These waves have a trough
When is it enough (long)
To feel the comfort (short and leading)
It’s abrupt 
When the whole thing ends
It erupts
In your face
And all the heat 
Turns rust, to the blade that got you cut
Who can make the cut?
Not the one who makes the blunts
Not the one who buys the runts
Once the smoke hits the lungs,
Your minds going numb
You hear that from start
Give it some years, 
Then your body wanna run,
Give it more,
Then you question all the bums
Your bread scattered
Picking up the crumbs
All wasted on a weekly sum of bud
2 gs and an ounce,
That should be enough
Too weak to announce 
This shit has got you cuffed
You breathe in and out
Now you praying for a puff
You eating when you stuffed
When you chillin with the boys
“Quit playing, where’s the stuff?”
infected, and I’m oozing all this puss
All this bruising is a buzz
I was snoozing, to extend, all the rush
When I’m off, I be moving, with a crutch
Is it something to discuss?
Or is something to adjust
Until your body just combusts
Don’t use it as a brush 
Your ideas, are being rolled, in a Dutch

My Bud

The Benefits of Participating in the Game

In these heights
It’s hard to breathe right
Catch light
Cash might
Be light
See like 
This shit just comes when it wants to
There’s no where to run to
Hiding from the shadows
And the sun too
Let the homies know that they really need to come thru
Our waves flood my room like a monsoon
We can drop soon 
But, we choose not to
These kids hold power
Like the rings from the Nazgûl
League of Assassins
I’m Ra’s al Ghul
We observe you make the first move
Then violate your whole crew
Can’t tell whos who 
In the autopsy
You can’t stop me
There’s a stop fee
I’m chillin out at lot P
Stop asking where the bus be
Come near me
And get a bust knee
Relax G, I got some bud see
Shit gon hit you like some rugby
Shit got me too sauced
Shit got me too lost
Everything moving slowly
Feeling like 11 with them nosebleeds
This the only feeling now that makes me feel wholly
I got some jays on my lap, wait, hold these
I gotta say something
This rap shit really is something
That feeling really is sudden
Im a plant that really be budding
Had to separate myself from the insects
They really be buggin
Feeding from my nectar, 
They real gluttons
Greedy motherfuckers full until they buttons pop
Blame me, 
they always change the plot
They release spores that often rot
My thoughts within thoughts
And I thought that I brought
Some sort of hope to their despair
Fucked up, but I just grew a pair 
Of forbidden fruits, in a forest 
Guarded by the witch of Blair
They take one stare at the trees
And their eyes will share the same fate
To those that care not to listen
There’s a wholeass horizon they be missing
They still try to reach me now
But like I said,
I’m too distant
I done traveled far
I’m too distant
I can harvest my energy from these stars
Alcoholic, 
I’m addicted to their bars
I gotta make mine
So much pressure on me,
I could make mines
So much on my mind,
I could make minds
I done tried like 10 times
Just to make time
Can’t see past these lines
Bitch you been blind
Chris Jones at the NFL Combine
This future gon be a field full of land mines
My blood be that grape vine
A chalice full of red wine
God and me intertwined
Tapping in to unwind
Record the sesh to rewind
Can’t sleep fine if I’m not writing
Gotta check myself in the climbing
If I slip then my self splits
I just gotta keep climbing
Keep cool I keep the climate 
You keep cool you keep declining

Wholly

Lyrics

I’m serving you these bars like the Open
I told you that I’m closed, I ain’t open
I Make my shit sit in your head like you coping
With some bullshit from chick
You leave yourself roped in
To a rope, what I’m saying is that you choking
I leave the room smoking
I grief different
I consist to maintain myself distant
This the way that I grease the pistons
I should play for the pistons
No Cavs (calves) for the laps
I just Love the distance 
You like Andrew with a brother named Tristan
Calling yourselves Christians
I’m Noah in the Arc
You a simian
Lenient to temptations
To the devil
You get fed to Leviathan
You can go to Finley’s or Finnegans
All that time I making time that you can’t see again
Once this light shine in your face, you can’t see again 
It’s gon be a real long time till you can see again
Y’all just feeding them to what you sitting in
They love it and they feening it
They honestly not listening
To some shit that’s real
Significant
There’s no limit to the shit that I could do, this shit is infinite
Finite sharpened flows, give you finite granite floors
I come knocking at your door
Like my ex’s mom
I’m on the same shit she be on
I can see beyond 
The vision of a pawn
All these finely cut lawns
Bitch, I’m seeing green
It won’t take long before I be a king
I gotta beat the sins
I gotta beat this in
Side my head until bleeding hymns
I think they all be hidden in
Behind all the past that I’m bringing up, or bringing in
There’s a lotta dirt that builds up in my vision when I’m digging in
But it’s worth it cause I know that you’ll be singing it
Bitch, I got bulimia cause I’m binging this
Fuck the elements,
I’m an element when it comes to this
I got cho bitch on the bed, and she gon come to this
I’m sorry it had to come to this
Watch out, for these hoes, they be venomous
Snakes in the grass, yeah I hear them hiss
Snake in the tree, it’s in the Genesis
Read the Lord’s writing, y’all can benefit
I ball when I write, yeah it’s in the wrist
There’s some facts we can’t dismiss
There’s some shots we can’t just miss
They keep telling you try, but you in a mist
Demigod, ballpoint pen, yeah I seen the mist 
In the maze with the Minotaur 
but im mounted on a Pegasus
They told me to try and write a song, but I’ve seen a disk
Gave me space, but ended up touching Saturn’s disks
Wheezy got me smoking spiders so I’m seeing shit
Spiderweb, Spider-Man, cause I’m spitting shit
On the web, it’s all good, y’all be trapped in it
That’s the Law of attraction, no caption it’s
All physics, I got traction to this path bitch

Seeing Green

Lyrics

Picked me up, then you picked me apart 
Made a scene, then you picked me a part
Now you leave, then you toking the cart
Call you back, cause you left me a spark
Knowing well you can’t see in the dark
Knowing well we can’t sit in the car
Long and dwell that if you left it was true
Started off high, and we forgot what to do
Gasping for air, so our faces turned blue
I fell first, and I thought that you knew
Pictured the walls with our pictures in malls
Picking them up cause I left them all torn
I can feel your anxiety reborn
I can pick your addictions and store
Them inside of me and not even know
Opened me up and you left you me exposed
Put up a guard, so I picked and I rolled 
Kinda crazy how we switched up the rolls
Grew tired, and you knew I was bored
Saw the game and you played me to score
Marked up the tallies and you wanted more
Three years in and we wanted the 4th
Fuck that, I just added the fourth
Tally up, what we doin this for?

I don’t know this is fucking absurd
If I leave, I come back in a minute
The reason I leave, was so you can be hurt
This is me, telling you I admit it
You tell me you sea, but this is too deep 
Too late for a breath, cause now we just heave
We fuck to just please, that’s all that we do
That’s all that we need
(That’s all that we need) reverb

This is no love cause we know that we limit 
Each other, and ask where the fuck is the limit
We gotta just break, don’t give me no gimmicks
I’m pleading with you, don’t ask for no digits
Or dates
You were the one that asked for the breaks
You were the one with the plans for escape
Stop fighting for something you knew that you wanted
But acted like shit to try and confront it
My panic attacks are worse and becoming
Nothing to you, cant you see that I’m talking
Stop asking for options
I’m sorry, I’m just lost in the fact
That you look back, and are able
to say
That you regret all the times that you left when I cried
You promised you’d love, but instead you despised
Every time I took pictures of us to show to my mother,
My father, and I knew that you lied
And shit, I knew that you lied
About hanging with fam or going to work 
When instead you were high, with your friends at the time
Ignoring my calls
Ignoring my texts
And all the FaceTimes, became blocked, after the 5th time,
And I got,
Nothing to say to someone who blames
Other people for shame
He feels inside 
About telling the truth
It’s simple and plain
It’s simple and plain

This is what you should’ve just said
Then again, we knew this was dead
I’ll give you the creds 
For getting the balls, and did what I dread
But to bring someone in, was asking to shed
Some pain on the matter, and more like revenge
I thought you were better, I guess that you bled
Like color from pictures, from a chemical bed
I’m sorry I threw you on the concrete that day
I’m sorry I left when you asked me to stay
I’m sorry for blocking your number and left you astray
I’m sorry to trouble you now, I needed to pray

If you listen to this, just know you were prey
For the demons I had, for which now I just slayed
All those actions have been stopped and detained
All of my chakras were locked and inflamed 
All of the anger I had is maintained 
I’m glad that you changed
But just know I’m in love with that chick with the short shorts that pulled to my game
I hope that you listen to this on the train

Picked Me a Part

Lyrics

The runner and the miner made me disciplined 
The panther and the owl made me see within
The surgeon and the teacher made me accurate

I tried to get the best of me
I saw myself separately
It’s funny how the best of me really got the best of me
Talking about my life in the past yeah I passed degrees
Running in a 100 plus degrees till you feel a breeze
Black panther perched on the top of trees
Looking to an owls eyes just to see it if it could find something to fulfill its needs
A lizard in the Middle East 
Tripping off some DMT
A miner under pressure, get the TNT
A surgeon with hand full of ketamine
Adenosine for cardiac arrests
I’m part of this chess game 
I’m part of this test
I’m the host and I’m startling guests
Cause I often ingest
Too many samples from the products I get
Im off to the shed in the back of the house
Where I often let
The voices talk and I’m talking less
It’s getting hot like Budapest
I’m with the Buddha yes
He asking what I’m doing to move the blessed
I said let’s move the rest
I know some of y’all who would just move the nest
Tryna make goals, i said let’s just move the nets
We cage bears, when we can’t bear
What we trapped in nets
Im sorry if I’m too direct
But I’m willing to direct
My past beings to the next
Zion where we don’t regret
Guns to brains and knives to necks
Cause we made mistakes to be the best
I really hope that they keep me checked
We need a drive where we need to wreck
Any driver who reads the press
And treats people like they be objects
Attracting something they did reject
Your honor, yes I do object
People fly and they do eject
To a place with no address
Where they can’t address
Emotions that are unexpressed
Then they live to ramp neglect
Dont end up in a room with Dex
Or you’ll wither soon, and die at best

The runner and the miner made me disciplined 
The panther and the owl made me see within
The surgeon and the teacher made me accurate

If you a slave to some shit, then go master it
Was a slave in a ship, now I’m after it
No I’m not immaculate,
I’m just free from the sins when the Mac is lit
I see the cons when I’m high like I’m Malkovich
Make me wanna make a Brazzers hit
Or grab a backpack to pack the blick
I don know I just see myself past the risk 
Of being a great pastor with an asterisk
Lotta mortys with no grandpa ricks
Rather map a plan to plant a hit
On your name and your establishment 
Tell your homies to get the bandage kits
And send heir kids to abandonment
Spread their limbs like some pathogens
Then ship them to some random men
Lemme get back on track I’m off baclofen
Someone’s in me, there’s no stopping him
Or no stopping them
Come with me and let’s lock the Benz 
So we can talk to them
Cop our vision and change your lens
Expand your range like an Ottoman
Break your soul and crop the stems

Leo T

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