Lyrics

Told them boys to tighten up whenever I'm around, I put hundreds on a hundred I ain't never slowing down
I'll put racks, in the bank. Keep a tab, 'cause I'm running it up
(Yeah woah)
I got a lifestyle that I want all to my own,
And a plan to make it happen gotta go
And there ain't no looking back I'm on the road
And i know that he act hard its all for show, yeah fasho
Put the team up on my back until we're sitting back countin' rolls
I can't trust nobody no i could not ever trust a soul
I can't trust nobody no i could not ever trust a soul
Tell me what they're gonna say to me, can't be nothing that I've never heard
Tell me why they want to fuck with me?
Catch these bullets flying a bird, bird
I've been up for days I can't sleep without a cure
They keep talking they keep getting on my nerves
Bitch I'm riding round with felonies I'm riding round the 'burbs.
And that package is insured, your rent less than her purse,
yo drugs came from the block, my drugs came from a nurse
Yo info from a blog, my info from the source
I pulled it out the lot, to drive it 'round the course

No Hook (Prod. @themed1c)

R3AL M3. (prod. ayceboy144)

angel, spring break shroom party
i was w my bros i was w my fkn shawtys
making evil concoctions w bacardi
i was peaking off the shrooms i jst thought of cool pants
dam i need me a pair of trueys n some fkn bands

I want me some new rocks on my feet
I need me a goth girl on my team
I b making money but I need more b at the top the 1 u adore
I was off the shrooms and I’m geekin I don’t want ur luv just 4 the weekend 
I was with the bros and my princess shawty playing w Bacardi 

its everyday, its everynight
life feels like a nightmare in real life
oh why why i wna die
is this all happening, is everything a lie
but i know tht im not cs i feel
these emotions are making it real
ur love was so strong
(?) n u aint come back
well i need ur touch one last time 
il spread my wings n fly

 fly fly fly
why didn’t u come back 
ur luv was so strong Thts the only reason tht I hold on 
Thts the only reason tht I hold on 
can’t believe Thts it’s real 
idk how 2 feel I’m so gone so gone so gone so gone 
it’s everyday it’s every night
 life is like a night mare in real life
 oh why oh why I wanna die wanna die
 is this all happening is everything a lie

shroom party w/ boyywassabi (IHATEPARTIES)

Top featuring Toxin Brewer (lino X Kiyoshi)

꧁༒•lyrics :0•༒꧂

w͓̽i͓̽s͓̽h͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽k͓̽n͓̽e͓̽w͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽a͓̽t͓̽
͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽c͓̽o͓̽u͓̽l͓̽d͓̽ ͓̽h͓̽a͓̽v͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽b͓̽a͓̽c͓̽k͓̽ ͓̽
͓̽f͓̽a͓̽l͓̽l͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽s͓̽l͓̽e͓̽e͓̽p͓̽
͓̽a͓̽n͓̽d͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽d͓̽r͓̽e͓̽a͓̽m͓̽ ͓̽o͓̽f͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽
͓̽d͓̽o͓̽w͓̽n͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽o͓̽ ͓̽m͓̽y͓̽ ͓̽k͓̽n͓̽e͓̽e͓̽s͓̽
͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽c͓̽a͓̽n͓̽’͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽l͓̽i͓̽v͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽w͓̽i͓̽t͓̽h͓̽o͓̽u͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽
͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽c͓̽a͓̽n͓̽’͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽l͓̽o͓̽s͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽
͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽m͓̽e͓̽a͓̽n͓̽ ͓̽2͓̽ ͓̽m͓̽u͓̽c͓̽h͓̽ ͓̽2͓̽ ͓̽m͓̽e͓̽
͓̽a͓̽n͓̽d͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽c͓̽a͓̽n͓̽’͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽s͓̽e͓̽e͓̽m͓̽ ͓̽2͓̽
͓̽g͓̽e͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽b͓̽a͓̽c͓̽k͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽p͓̽ ͓̽o͓̽n͓̽ ͓̽m͓̽y͓̽ ͓̽f͓̽e͓̽e͓̽t͓̽
͓̽h͓̽o͓̽w͓̽ ͓̽d͓̽o͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽c͓̽o͓̽m͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽2͓̽
͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽j͓̽u͓̽s͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽w͓̽a͓̽n͓̽n͓̽a͓̽ ͓̽s͓̽l͓̽e͓̽e͓̽p͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽r͓̽o͓̽u͓̽g͓̽h͓̽
͓̽h͓̽o͓̽w͓̽ ͓̽d͓̽o͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽f͓̽e͓̽e͓̽l͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽g͓̽a͓̽i͓̽n͓̽
͓̽e͓̽v͓̽e͓̽r͓̽y͓̽t͓̽h͓̽i͓̽n͓̽g͓̽ ͓̽w͓̽i͓̽l͓̽l͓̽ ͓̽b͓̽l͓̽e͓̽e͓̽d͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽r͓̽o͓̽u͓̽g͓̽h͓̽
͓̽i͓̽’͓̽m͓̽ ͓̽g͓̽r͓̽i͓̽e͓̽v͓̽i͓̽n͓̽g͓̽
͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽m͓̽i͓̽g͓̽h͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽b͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽l͓̽o͓̽n͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽f͓̽o͓̽r͓̽e͓̽v͓̽e͓̽r͓̽
͓̽k͓̽n͓̽o͓̽w͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽w͓̽o͓̽n͓̽’͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽b͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽e͓̽r͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽
͓̽k͓̽n͓̽o͓̽w͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽w͓̽o͓̽n͓̽’͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽b͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽e͓̽r͓̽e͓̽
͓̽l͓̽i͓̽v͓̽i͓̽n͓̽g͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽n͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽ ͓̽n͓̽i͓̽g͓̽h͓̽t͓̽m͓̽a͓̽r͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽
͓̽h͓̽o͓̽w͓̽ ͓̽d͓̽o͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽l͓̽e͓̽a͓̽v͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽h͓̽e͓̽r͓̽
͓̽h͓̽o͓̽w͓̽ ͓̽d͓̽o͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽k͓̽e͓̽e͓̽p͓̽ ͓̽h͓̽e͓̽r͓̽
͓̽r͓̽e͓̽a͓̽c͓̽h͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽e͓̽t͓̽h͓̽e͓̽r͓̽
͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽c͓̽a͓̽n͓̽ ͓̽n͓̽e͓̽v͓̽e͓̽r͓̽ ͓̽p͓̽l͓̽e͓̽a͓̽s͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽h͓̽e͓̽r͓̽
͓̽c͓̽a͓̽l͓̽l͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽p͓̽o͓̽n͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽r͓̽e͓̽a͓̽p͓̽e͓̽r͓̽
͓̽c͓̽h͓̽a͓̽l͓̽k͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽p͓̽
͓̽i͓̽t͓̽’͓̽s͓̽ ͓̽j͓̽u͓̽s͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽n͓̽o͓̽t͓̽h͓̽e͓̽r͓̽ ͓̽b͓̽o͓̽d͓̽y͓̽
͓̽p͓̽e͓̽o͓̽p͓̽l͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽s͓̽h͓̽o͓̽o͓̽t͓̽i͓̽n͓̽g͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽p͓̽
͓̽p͓̽e͓̽o͓̽p͓̽l͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽r͓̽u͓̽n͓̽n͓̽i͓̽n͓̽g͓̽ ͓̽o͓̽u͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽l͓̽o͓̽b͓̽b͓̽y͓̽
͓̽i͓̽’͓̽m͓̽ ͓̽n͓̽o͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽b͓̽r͓̽a͓̽v͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽e͓̽n͓̽o͓̽u͓̽g͓̽h͓̽
͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽f͓̽o͓̽l͓̽d͓̽ ͓̽l͓̽i͓̽k͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽o͓̽r͓̽i͓̽g͓̽a͓̽m͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽n͓̽l͓̽e͓̽s͓̽s͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽’͓̽m͓̽ ͓̽f͓̽u͓̽c͓̽k͓̽e͓̽d͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽p͓̽
͓̽t͓̽h͓̽a͓̽n͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽’͓̽m͓̽ ͓̽w͓̽h͓̽i͓̽p͓̽p͓̽i͓̽n͓̽g͓̽ ͓̽o͓̽u͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽o͓̽m͓̽m͓̽y͓̽
͓̽t͓̽e͓̽l͓̽l͓̽ ͓̽m͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽l͓̽l͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽b͓̽o͓̽u͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽
͓̽t͓̽e͓̽l͓̽l͓̽ ͓̽m͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽l͓̽l͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽b͓̽o͓̽u͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽
͓̽d͓̽o͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽r͓̽e͓̽a͓̽l͓̽l͓̽y͓̽ ͓̽c͓̽a͓̽r͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽d͓̽o͓̽u͓̽b͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽t͓̽
͓̽d͓̽o͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽r͓̽e͓̽a͓̽l͓̽l͓̽y͓̽ ͓̽c͓̽a͓̽r͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽d͓̽o͓̽u͓̽b͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽
͓̽s͓̽h͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽f͓̽o͓̽u͓̽n͓̽d͓̽ ͓̽m͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽o͓̽u͓̽t͓̽s͓̽i͓̽d͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽c͓̽r͓̽y͓̽i͓̽n͓̽g͓̽
͓̽a͓̽n͓̽d͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽f͓̽i͓̽n͓̽d͓̽ ͓̽m͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽o͓̽u͓̽t͓̽s͓̽i͓̽d͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽d͓̽y͓̽i͓̽n͓̽g͓̽ ͓̽
͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽w͓̽a͓̽s͓̽ ͓̽r͓̽e͓̽a͓̽l͓̽l͓̽y͓̽ ͓̽f͓̽l͓̽y͓̽i͓̽n͓̽g͓̽ ͓̽
͓̽n͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽w͓̽e͓̽r͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽n͓̽e͓̽v͓̽e͓̽r͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽r͓̽y͓̽i͓̽n͓̽g͓̽
͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽o͓̽u͓̽g͓̽h͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽r͓̽e͓̽a͓̽l͓̽l͓̽y͓̽ ͓̽g͓̽a͓̽v͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽ ͓̽f͓̽u͓̽c͓̽k͓̽
͓̽t͓̽h͓̽o͓̽u͓̽g͓̽h͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽r͓̽e͓̽a͓̽l͓̽l͓̽y͓̽ ͓̽g͓̽a͓̽v͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽ ͓̽f͓̽u͓̽c͓̽k͓̽
͓̽i͓̽’͓̽m͓̽ ͓̽f͓̽u͓̽l͓̽l͓̽ ͓̽o͓̽f͓̽ ͓̽d͓̽i͓̽s͓̽c͓̽o͓̽m͓̽f͓̽o͓̽r͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽
͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽d͓̽o͓̽n͓̽’͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽m͓̽o͓̽v͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽n͓̽d͓̽ ͓̽m͓̽y͓̽ ͓̽h͓̽e͓̽a͓̽d͓̽ ͓̽h͓̽u͓̽r͓̽t͓̽s͓̽
͓̽c͓̽a͓̽u͓̽s͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽k͓̽n͓̽o͓̽w͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽w͓̽o͓̽n͓̽’͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽b͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽e͓̽r͓̽e͓̽
͓̽k͓̽n͓̽o͓̽w͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽w͓̽o͓̽n͓̽’͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽b͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽e͓̽r͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽
͓̽l͓̽i͓̽v͓̽i͓̽n͓̽g͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽n͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽ ͓̽n͓̽i͓̽g͓̽h͓̽t͓̽m͓̽a͓̽r͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽
͓̽h͓̽o͓̽w͓̽ ͓̽d͓̽o͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽l͓̽e͓̽a͓̽v͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽h͓̽e͓̽r͓̽
͓̽h͓̽o͓̽w͓̽ ͓̽d͓̽o͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽k͓̽e͓̽e͓̽p͓̽ ͓̽h͓̽e͓̽r͓̽
͓̽r͓̽e͓̽a͓̽c͓̽h͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽e͓̽t͓̽h͓̽e͓̽r͓̽
͓̽s͓̽h͓̽r͓̽o͓̽o͓̽m͓̽s͓̽ ͓̽f͓̽o͓̽r͓̽ ͓̽r͓̽e͓̽s͓̽e͓̽a͓̽r͓̽c͓̽h͓̽
͓̽i͓̽ ͓̽c͓̽o͓̽u͓̽l͓̽d͓̽ ͓̽n͓̽e͓̽v͓̽e͓̽r͓̽ ͓̽p͓̽l͓̽e͓̽a͓̽s͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽h͓̽e͓̽r͓̽
͓̽c͓̽a͓̽l͓̽l͓̽ ͓̽u͓̽p͓̽o͓̽n͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽r͓̽e͓̽a͓̽p͓̽e͓̽r͓̽

reaper (rezlaine + sunrisess)

louis & chanel w/ fourteendays

#SwearOnMe (Prod.UnoJordan)

headless w/ farella

carrying this weight on me
like a bird who can't find the edge of the sea
sitting in the corner like an unfinished painting
nothing i do seems to work for you
tying my hands til my fingers turn blue
like the girl in my mirror, you wanted more than her, too

i don't know what my voice sounds like anymore
and my fingers can't write songs the way they did before
did everything i thought i had to do
back at square one but i don't think I've moved at all
so you make the call

untitled project 1

prod https://soundcloud.com/asurxh?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
https://soundcloud.com/negativecreeper?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

(Lyrics) 
Keep on looking away I don’t wanna see your face 
You promised that you would stay 
but now you walk in shame 
I kno u wanna be the same but I had to change 
Blood filling up my pockets 
Going up bby you cannot stop it 
These haters be like flies 
the way they dropping out the sky 
I can’t feel the ground beneath my feet 
I won’t make a sound the green speaks4me
Like stars in the sky I wanna gleam
Bury me in the smoke till I can’t see 
I lie awake all night I don’t wanna dream 
I wanna live that shit till I can’t breathe 
Ghostface on me bby don’t scream 
Looking at me funny cs i party like mf freak

Ghostface (asurah X Negative.creeper)

Someone bought the beat so I can’t fucking post on Spotify. Unknown people rlly got mess it up for small creators :( 

But If you are the producer lmk if I should take it down


Either way here are the lyrics babes
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I cant do this now
With out you
Why did u just leave
With no sound

I just can not think
Of words what to say
But is that all my fault
I don't know

Wont you just come back
Cause I need
One more chance
To be with you
-
And
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Oh I think love you
And I don't 
Care what happens next
No I don't 

So I hope you feel the same....

untitled project 1

missing no.