Lyrics 

LETTER TO GOD

Falling into the grey and i’m drowning out the sound 
A world of hate, and suffering is what I’ve found 
I never have peace so all I ever do is drown 
I’m living that fast life, I know i’m hellbound
Just wanna be happy, yet this life tears me down 
Want my voice to be heard, but i’m told I’m too loud 
Got a smile on my face, and behind is a frown
Lost myself years ago, and I still don’t know how
Doesn’t matter what I do the pain never heals 
Put on a mask, so no one knows how I feel
I’m losing control, and i can’t grab the wheel
I’m feeling so detached and nothing feels real
Got the devil on my shoulder he’s leading me to hell
And I got these demons in my head, wit no one to tell
I’m crying out loud, and no one will fuckin help 
So if I don’t make it this will be my farewell
Why does it always feel like everyone is against me 
I’m rotting away in front of you but you can’t see
I’m trapped in my mind and i can’t find the keys 
I’m tired of all the hurt I just wanna be free 
Been told so many lies I don’t know what is true 
I can’t heal from the pain that i’ve been through 
I wanna turn to someone but I don’t know who
Got so much deep rooted pain if only you knew 
I wanna feel something, i’m tired of being numb
I’m so used to hell, i’m convinced it’s where i’m from
I’ve lost so much, i don’t know who i’ve become
Who will be there for me when it’s said and done?
I only get hurt by people, yet i always succumb 
I’m scared to face my demons, so all i do is run 
Give me one reason why i shouldn’t load this gun 
I’m waiting for an angel, so when will it come  
I got these scars on my heart yet i’m still here 
They wanna strip me for parts, so i try to disappear 
My memories are fading, my vision is unclear 
I really wanna change, but can’t seem to face my fears 
Been crying for help, but no one can seem to hear 
i’m tired of being helpless, and this life brings me tears 
All my hopes are gone, nothing is as it appears 
I got my foot in the grave, i hope my end is near 
Been here for so long i realized that life ain’t giving 
I wanna bury my past, so i just keep on digging
i feel like i’m dead i just wanna be living 
Thought it was the end, but it’s really just beginning 
I wanna right my wrongs, but all i know is sinning
Sometimes i wanna run, i just wanna be missing 
Might even pick up the bottle and start fucking sippin
Just to ease the pain, but who am i kidding?
Never happy with anything, i’m fucking complacent 
I always hurt myself, my heart was left vacant 
Thoughts running laps, my mind is impatient 
You never really cared, that shit was so blatant 
I feel out of place i’ve been feeling so odd 
I can’t be myself I always put on a facade 
Don’t know what to do but i’m tired of feeling lost 
i hope you hear me this is my letter to god

LETTER TO GOD (PROD. DANIEL SAINT)

LYRICS 

CHORUS

I’ve been at the bottom didn’t have no one to call
Tears rolling down my face, i thought I lost it all
But I been on my come up be standing  two legs tall
Now that i’m on my grind know i ain’t gonna fall
I’ve been climbing up the mountain ain’t got time to crawl 
Wit my day ones and you know we gonna ball
No more holding back, why did i ever stall
Give me a year or 2, i’ll have a story for y’all

VERSE 1

I got the gang behind me i know they got my back 
here for me whether i’m broke or wit the racks
it doesn’t matter if i’m in a mansion or a shack 
They like guard dogs if i tell em they attack 
It came out my mouth better believe that it’s facts 
I ain’t like the other guys who put on an act 
My words cut deep, and this ain’t my max 
We makin it out of here, so you better relax 
I’m spittin like this and i ain’t hit my prime 
I’m only 19 so i got a lot of time
Even when i’m tired i’m still on my grind
Someone like me is impossible to find 
Just gimme some time and i’ll be at the top
Ain’t no slowing down i ain’t gonna stop 
I only spit flames i never release a flop 
They will have their eyes on me when this shit drops 

CHORUS

I’ve been at the bottom didn’t have no one to call
Tears rolling down my face, i thought I lost it all
But I been on my come up be standing  two legs tall
Now that i’m on my grind know i ain’t gonna fall
I’ve been climbing up the mountain ain’t got time to crawl 
Wit my day ones and you know we gonna ball
No more holding back, why did i ever stall
Give me a year or 2, i’ll have a story for y’all

VERSE 2

Plenty people stepped on me, left my heart cold
At least i’ll be able to buy my mom a home
Been takin time to myself, i needed room to grow 
Now that i’m out here, i’m killing it wit the flows
I gotta be consistent gotta keep a steady pace 
I already know my talent so this definitely ain’t a race  
Talking shit about me, but can’t say it to my face  
I ain’t worried about it, i’ve been in my own space
When it’s said and done i’ll be all over the map
I only speak the truth, don’t know nothin bout cap
Once my name is out there it’s gonna be a wrap
You was sleeping on me, so i woke you from the nap
Bitch I know i got the skills, i never got lucky 
Said i couldn’t do it now you lookin like a dummy 
I’m not here for the fame or for the fuckin money 
This is my passion and you can’t take it from me

CHORUS

I’ve been at the bottom didn’t have no one to call
Tears rolling down my face, i thought I lost it all
But I been on my come up be standing  two legs tall
Now that i’m on my grind know i ain’t gonna fall
I’ve been climbing up the mountain ain’t got time to crawl 
Wit my day ones and you know we gonna ball
No more holding back, why did i ever stall
Give me a year or 2, i’ll have a story for y’all

STORY FOR YALL (PROD. WENDIGO BEATS)

LYRICS

Riding thru the city in a droptop wit a bad bitch she tryna get my rocks off
No one can stop me bitch i’m going nonstop
When it comes to rhyming you know i’m in the chop shop
I don’t know who you are but imma keep going tho
Know imma go far, let’s start the fuckin show
I’m keepin it different always switching up the flow
I been doin this for years consider me a pro
Spitting comes natural so many different kinds of rhymes 
Only speak the real shit gotta look between the lines 
You gotta lock me up i’m committing lyrical crimes 
Thought you had my back, till i saw you ain’t got a spine 
Sun is beating on me so it must be my time to shine
You know I’m coming for your spot so you better resign 
Ever since my come up you been on a steady decline 
Feasting on these rappers so it’s now my time to dine
You know I never whine only stay on that grind 
If killing beats was illegal this would be a crime 
I’m climbing to the top I claimed that spot as mine
Heard you talkin shit, was told through the grapevine
Killing it since a young age must have been a sign 
Can’t find no one like me i’m one of a kind 
Everything I say comes straight from my fucking mind 
When i’m at the top won’t leave my day ones behind 
Watch the way I ride the beat, my skills are elite
I only spit that heat, so you better take a seat
They say imma treat, so imma eat
Gonna have it on repeat, have these rappers retreat 
Cuz they can’t compete, you know i can’t be beat 
i’ll never taste defeat, hit a backspace delete 
And while you send a tweet, on her face is where i skeet 
i ain’t from the streets, but don’t think i’m sweet
I hit em with precision, got that 2020 vision
I got no competition, got rid of the opposition 
i subtract no division, i slice and make an incision 
I’m in a great position, they say i need recognition 
i got the ambition, i don’t need no supervision 
The keys are in the ignition, on 6 speed transmission 
I’m a great addition, can call me a mathematician 
Stacked up ammunition, this gon be an easy mission
They say that i’m different, ain’t got no equivalent
Promise i’m not innocent, these rhymes tear your ligaments 
I’m always coming militant, your end is imminent 
My mind is omnipotent, got the people belligerent 
You’ll never catch me slipping, i’ll always be kicking 
You know i’m never quitting, i’ll always be spitting 
To this i’m committing, i’m gonna make a living 
This is just the beginning, I promise i ain’t kidding 
I make love to the beat, you can call it fornication
If you want a challenge you can send me your location 
I’m surgical wit the rhymes, this is an operation 
Gotta keep the concentration, be voice of a generation 
The train has left the station, be heard across the nation 
I ain’t at my destination, but this ain’t an invitation 
Hit ‘em wit a combination, bitch i’m always violatin 
Got a different motivation, this should be a demonstration 
Wanna be an inspiration, and in their conversations
Ain’t no time for relaxation, ain’t done wit transformation 
I ain’t scared of confrontations, you ain’t a complication 
I got the reputation, so you should stop  the hatin
Cooking up calculations, I got the information
I need an examination, these bars are radiation 
I ain’t no imitation, i’m my own publication 
I say fuck the regulations, we gon be the legislation bitch

DIFFERENT (PROD. PROFETESA BEATS)

HALF OFF

CHORUS

Hit it from the back she be givin back shots 
Baby turn around for me and make that ass drop
You give that good brain make it last snap shot 
But you give it out for easy that pussy half off 

VERSE 1

I give good dick, she can’t take the tip, make that pussy rip 
Grab her by the hips, god damn she be super thick
Hit it then text her TA DA like it’s a magic trick
I ain’t ever do this shit, but it’s time to make a hit
Make that pussy wet, like some super soaker jets
Hit it so good she shake, i ain’t even bust a sweat 
I walk in wit 1 hoe and walk out wit 2 Im a threat 
Put her on a leash, she do what I say that’s my pet
I’ll do anything just to make that dirty bitch cum 
I know how to please a hoe it’s just comes where i’m from  
Want me to fuck you raw bitch do you think i’m dumb 
She know how to ride on the guys, yea that pussy fire 
Even if it’s that good i throw that bitch to the side
Then I slide in her shit like a fucking tide
Got her begging me for more like she wanna be my bride 
We will go on forever back n forth round for round 
She can’t get enough of me beating that pussy down 
She give that good neck, while i give that good sex 
I don’t play about this shit and that ain’t a fuckin flex
Only time I call you up is just to bust a nut
I don’t call it love, come get yo pussy rubbed 
After I won’t cuddle you, or give you a hug
Don’t ask for nothing more don’t test your luck 

CHORUS

Hit it from the back she be givin back shots 
Baby turn around for me and make that ass drop
You give that good brain make it last snap shot 
But you give it out for easy that pussy half off

NSG NEAL