best song and it’s only two farts long for some reason

Souls Touch (Jayysoul x Eto)

bandfold prod me

i dont have jacobs lyrics yet but here r mine

i just woke up in the crib i feel like- (dying)

i stay waking up like damn why am i trying
i lost feelings for u bae like why u lying
tryna get what we had, this shits so tiring

tryna feel what we haddddd
on the phone with u, bae u got me saddddd
crying od, talking bout u feeling badddd
this shit fuckin hurts but u dont care u got me madddddd

u cant see my face but baby u got me feeling weakkkkkk
i cant feel my face, baby, i cant even speakkkkk
when i talk to u, i feel so completeeee
baby u so special, yeah u so unique

im like baby what u mean?
baby u the one, why u leaving me on seeen
message on blue, why tf they turning green?
i can see ur pain, i can see it thru the screen


i feeel like dyinn (x3)

feeel like dyiinn (jugginnihs x aqua)

@keropill @keropill @keropill @keropill 

never gon trip bout a bih
iced out wrist
high top kicks
walk in n they tryna flick
pop two more
i had an itch
niggas luck I ain’t glitch
loop the spell
hittin they cell
watchin em all get dismissed
watch ill go switch up on a trick
never see me swap on da gang
ring pop my pinky
gas always so stinky
moving up the ranks
never move up on a skank if they like me
don’t fw no carbonation 
see me sippin iced tea
hate when shit go bubble up
and they all stop the liking
ho u for one night
ask to stay
i turned on my highbeams
everywhere u go u see me walking in my ice creams
ill go almost anywhere n see u “perfect timing”
u hate what i do i see u undermine my rhyming
ts all i want hope u know that im trying :(
yeah
see me walk by wanna flick up
who is u get out the picture
tell ur new man he could get out
one phone call icu ain’t gon pick up
niggas love swinging wit they dick out
wait till u see what i dig up
getting too drunk off the-
getting too drunk off the-
liquor

highbeams  @keropill

input : output (prod. me)

thank u to all my friends who messaged me, i truly do love u & appreciate u all.



tryna hold on but i cant baby,
got no reason
please baby just tell me 
whats the meaning
feel like u stabbed me in the back baby
im bleeding
wake me up its over i feel like 
im dreaming

fellt like u was doing something
i had a feeling
saw a nigga all up on ur story,
that was revealing.
its me & u against the world baby,
we was scheming

sorry i made us a mess baby,
u know that shit be the truth
i know when u woke up to that phone call,
heard me crying u was so confused
im so stuck up like some glue,
i dont wanna leave anyone but u
my heart just got up,
feel like dying baby, yea whats new?

Wake Me Up When Its Over

prod. fashionist

ya yah
im in da 4 door tryna get sleep
racks on racks on racks on me
off 2 pills im runnin on e
fake ass fit got dat off shein
moncler coat nigga u not me
cant fuck my hoe nigga u not me
cant get wit da program u can leave
got number 9 all up on my tee
that nigga tryn hate got 99 things
broke his face w a chrome heart ring
run dis shit pullin all dese strings
ran dese checks doin all dese schemes
3 point god gettin all dis green
he play god finna see dat nigga
he tryn fly finna get dat beam

off2pills.com/fashionist

every time i think of you, i bawl my eyes out. i miss you too much.

lyrics:
rocking sephora, u smell so good
u wanna come over, like baby u should
im taking u in, u misunderstood 
the love of my dreams, im getting u goods
im getting u this & im getting u that
u looking so good like bae u a snack
like bae i wont ever stab u in the back
like bae i wont ever treat u like that
like baby, im get u so right 
u my angel, im finna see the light
we up on the phone, from morning to night 
got u in my thoughts n im tryna write
got u in my thoughts, u one of a kind
all up in my head, u run thru my mind
i swear when i met you, you making me shine 
ive falling in love, u stick by my side
i swear to god that u trust me
yea my ex bitch she disgust me
i be overthinking that im ugly
but u stay calling me, u love me
gotta jot what im finna say
cause i love u like everyday
u the love of my dreams yea
feeling me like a surveyyyyyy


u stay loving me, like girl i can tell
checking up on me, like baby im well
i just fell in love, like baby i fell
im loving you so much, hoping ur swell
i really just dont wanna fuck this up,
i really just dont wanna fucking sell
just got me a ticket, im getting motels
my girl looking fine, 5 star hotel
got me inna trance, she casting a spell
i hope that u good, i hope u excel
im hoping that im doing good
cause i dont wanna let u downnnn
cause eversince i saw u
my life u turned it aroundddd


baby u got me so nervous
& u stay looking hella perfect
girl i love u & u deserve it
where u @ babe im at ur service
u say u want that? baby imma purchase
i dont want ur pockets hurting
hotter than a fuckin furnace
just dont want my baby to be hurting 
she outta this world, she outta this planet
im lovin this girl, yea shoutout janet
fucked up in the past, but bae i aint meant it
i gave u my soul, n she gave me some chances
i dont wanna ever lose u, bae, im planning
love of my dreams, u doing outstanding

smell sooo good (prod jalenvlm)

Prod. @1crisis

No way it's my 17th birthday...

Lyrics:

Yeah, we going psycho
Just like the Eiffel
Sorry for the typo
My shit’s gigantic, your shit is micro (Venful)

Yeah, we going psycho
Stacking bands up just like the Eiffel
I’m so high, high, sorry for the typo
My shit’s gigantic, your shit is micro
I’m stacking bands up, I’m a money silo
Yeah, my shit is always fire, I’m a pyro
Yeah, the bros will charge you down just like rhinos
Yeah, I’m chasing that bag, and that’s final

Things have gotten pretty bad
I’m feeling pretty sad
I think I’m going mad, and I hate it
Hate all the memories I have
All my haters should be glad
‘Cause I don’t really know if I’ma make it
I don’t like talking ‘bout my feelings
So I’ma just not talk at all
I hate who I am, I wish I could change
But I can’t, and it’s all my fault

Taking hit, after hit, now
Take a hit, now
You’re music sucks, please quit now
Nothing left to forgive now
Left to forgive now

Yeah, we going psycho
Stacking bands up just like the Eiffel
I’m so high, high, sorry for the typo
Yeah, your shit trash but you’re in denial
I’m stacking bands up, I’m a money silo
Yeah, my shit is always fire, I’m a pyro
Yeah, the bros will charge you down just like rhinos
Yeah, I’m chasing that bag, and that’s final 
Yeah, we going psycho
Stacking bands up just like the Eiffel
I’m so high, high, sorry for the typo
My shit’s gigantic, your shit is micro
I’m stacking bands up, I’m a money silo
Yeah, my shit is always fire, I’m a pyro
Yeah, the bros will charge you down just like rhinos
Yeah, I’m chasing that bag, and that’s final

Wake Me Up When Its Over

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