Don't Call me a Stoner

I Wonder

You Kept Me

Trying to keep 
My mind away
From suicide 
You’ll find a way
Try to keep 
Your mind away
From suicide 
Don’t fade away

His words are charming
But I know he don’t love me 
Wish I ain’t love him no more 
Wish I wasn’t crushing no more 
But my feelings running 
And I feel them coming 
But I gotta focus on me instead of worrying ‘bout what you want 

Try to keep
My mind away
From suicide 
Don’t fade away
Try to keep 
Your mind away 
From suicide
Don’t fade away 

Give me your hands, give me your hands I am your palm reader
I’m in your house give me a chance to be your guest 
Give me a chance, give me your hands I will not let them go 
No 
Give me your hands, give me your hands I am your palm reader 
I’m in your house give me a chance to be your guest 
Give me a chance, give me a chance I will not let it go 
Baby

(Outro)
You felt so safe in pleasing the crowd, pleasing the crowd 
But don’t forget it baby 
You the one holding the mic so make yourself proud, make yourself proud 
Now I’d rather see you being vulnerable with a smile 
Rather than closing up and being comfortable with that frown

away, with you.

yes (demo) [prod. schizm]

I knew i wasn't able
took 20 years
but now my fuckin demons have a seat at the table
and i agree with their fables
i got ropes on my wrists
to the arms of a chair
plus some scissors to my hair
i got a- god damn nother rope diggin at the skin of my ankles
this shit ain't fair
i juggle between self conscious and self aware
i struggle to comprehend its impossible to compare
i guess this is growing pains at last
but i felt since 13 guess i was growing too fast
i started smoking weed when i was fucking 17
and then i got popular cause niggas found out i sing
but then i realized 
niggas ain't as real as they seem
my brain made out of glass that shit shattered my fucking dreams
so i took that feeling 
and hid it behind THC
but i was smoking way too heavy
life looking like DVDS
searching for some TLC thats all i fucking needed
tryna find some fucking family time up on my twitter feed
but i ain't succeed
thrash around my bed at 3am 
wonder why i can't sleep
asking where my smile?
guess the vileness done melted my teeth
hoping i don't fucking feel this way when i turn 23
hoping when my kids grow up they wont be like they DAD
idk what challenge face me next
i hate silence in a room that shit makes me deaf
awkward round my parents it's like we ain't even met

LALAH

keeping my guard up
wont help no one
steer away from close ones
in fear of judgement
wish i could fly away
go somewhere else
but no matter how far i go
i still land in myself
i see sunbeams from your eyes
gleaming down on me
in your absence i hope you're still proud of me
maybe im too young to worry what comes after me
i wonder where spirits go
i wonder if they flow there
casually

we're the same
you and i
the same blood
the same blood.

Go Somewhere Else

thanks for waiting patiently for this, i appreciate and love all of you who listen. this one was mixed by the one and only @polearm and produced by @ezraabbey. cover art by @/notsunamis on instagram

I mixed the grams with serotonin like it’s magic
whiplash from marijuana and some Mavericks
Some flashing lights, make me dip fastsest
True love from rose petals to caskets
cwason get the taxes, cuz it’s back to this
2dopeboys scratchin spliffs of the gas n shit
pour another glass of red wine, and down a Vicodin 
my youth off the roof, swear to god I was the maddest kid
swag lock, her jaw drop, if I stepped inside the building hoe
ted bundy, and I’m hunting on these pussy hoes
uh don’t ask what I’m sportin
Jaw left to right, cuz she know that I’m open

blow cash skip class fuck alarms 
gettin tossed off my ass, matter fact, think i lost it
gettin crossed off vodka and spliffs 
fuckin round wit mikey frown and gettin down witcha bitch
bright eyes inna whip
fifth gear to the wall 
got my heart on my sleeve and my face in my palms
i’m a narcissist bitch got my heart fulla bronze 
and the parkinson’s hit when my phone get a call 
never answer 
askin god to save my soul 
when no one can hear all the hangdog moans
catch me handgun totin’ like hancock 
blowin through gram after gram 
and sippin hemlock potent
never coast in the whip while blasted  
i make a bitch flinch fast whenever i flash my hip blaster 
while mikey sit passenger 
light the spliff dash to the 
highest cliff, crash just to 
right my sins faster

bronze feat. mikey swamp (prod. ezra)

mixed by : @bigdumie

pretty swamp but she's prettier 
not no bitch, not no hoe, u just a baby huh?
grab my hand we gon rock up out this city
cocaine nose with a stifling demeanor

she hates the name mikey
she prefers to call me "babyswamp" 
i get it...

airashī [prod. kavv]

dear listener,

here a cute ass song about feeling good and feeling on top and not being scared of anything! lets get this bread! stay safe stay beautiful <3

lots of love, 
rbk

TOP. w/ bonito + ramona*

yooo!
new music with da boi @sanemoney prod. by @cloudzino
be sure to peep both da homies their potential is crazyyyy!


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