there is no reason for my existence. people just destroy me. how do I destroy?

LYRICS:

BLCKK:

FUCK HIM HOPE HE ROTTIN' WHERE HE CAME FROM
I PUT ALL MY MONEY ON THAT 50 DRUM
PARK MY SHIT OUTSIDE HIS FUCKING FAMILY CRIB
DEALT WITH ALL THAT SHIT HE FUCKING SAID HE DID
ON MY LIFE I AIN'T GON' LET THAT BOY JUST WALK AWAY
I'M GON' FUCK HIS LIFE UP THAT FAGGOT FUCKING DEAD
I PUT MY FOOT UP ON HIS NECK AND FUCKING CHOKE HIM OUT
ALL THEM BITCHES CRYIN' 'BOUT HIS DEATH I FUCKING SHOT 'EM DOWN

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID
X2

RAT SHIT
I'M FUCKING LOOKIN' FOR YOU, PUSSY ON THAT CAP SHIT
HE WANT MY NAME UP IN HIS MOUTH WE 'BOUTTA TAX HIM
DON'T FUCKING PLAY WITH ME LET'S SEE WHAT'S BOUTTA HAPPEN
I BEEN WAITIN' I BEEN HOPIN' I COULD DRAG SHIT
I DON'T TALK 'LESS I NEED A BAG BITCH
THIS AIN'T WHAT YOU SEE ON THE INTERNET FUCKING CATFISH
COULDN'T GET ME TO GIVE A FUCK IF YOU TRIED, SHIT
EVERYTHING I'M BOUT FUCKING DIFFERENT I FUCKING TOLD EM SAID I

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID

TRIPLE777:

kill your self cause
(Suicide is badass)
I could give a fuckin rats ass
None of you faggots will outlast
The onslaught of the bow bow that I air out like Baghdad
Motha fucka tryna talk shit but I strongly advice up against that
A fuckboy i exterminate
I destroy ima terminate
Killin rappers new murder rate from this kid t7 from the bay
When I stand you finna sit in the shade tell a fairy punk bitch get out the game
You livin life as a damn lame I’m finna life my life know my damn name
Right hook to his face ima let him have blood up on the pavment
If you really wanna one on one we can make it happen like it’s entertainment 
Ha ha ha face it motha fucka you don’t wanna face me
I’ve been very fuckin patent 
But never let time get wasted
Out the mud sanitation
Out the lake like I’m Jason 
Outta bart to my station 
I’m neo not a fuckin agent
Me and black goin crazy
I’m feelin free like a mason
I will never end up gettin lazy
I will never end up gettin jaded

BLCKK:

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID
X2

AFOURTEEN:

AFOURTEEN DID NOT WRITE HIS LYRICS

BLCKK:

CAME FOR THE BITCHES THAT AIN'T GIVE A FUCK
I THROW THAT BOTTLE WHERE IT NEED TO BE I'M FUCKIN' UP
DISSAPOINTMENT, LOOK AT WHAT I COULDA BEEN
SHIT I'M PASSED OUT, LOOK WHAT ALL THEM DRINKS DID

SUICIDE IS BADASS FEAT. TRIPLE777 & AFOURTEEN [PROD. SKOTSKR]

2.oh (prod. skotskr)

prod. @elixrrrr + @neargxx

they dont think i'm cool enough

i just hopped outta bed with the same fit on
let the feel good in, turn the lame shit off
i can get real high, i can take this fall
it's the end of all

take a week, get right
it'll save your life
and your voice still fine
if the numbers die

they must think that you pissed off or sum
you ain't ever gon stop for none
i'm playin the game, i caught the slug
you get in the way, i gotta run

i got the gold x4

you ain't on shit, don't got the role
let em live, let em sit, do it all alone
there ain't a thing like me in they bones

i just hopped outta bed with the same fit on
let the feel good in, turn the lame shit off
i can get real high, i can take this fall
it's the end of all

don't got nothing else, i gotta get this shit together
i ain't paying any mind to the pressure, it's whatever
i could talk about myself but what about you
too much money to be made to be runnin round confused

i got the gold x4

they act like they ain't feelin nothing but they feelin sum fasho
they act like they ain't hearing nothing when they pop out to the show
they ain't gon never understand, they only come around to smoke
you get the fame, then the bag, you know all of it's a joke
grip the pill and the pole, watch how long you keep a soul
yea, you in control, bitch, bought and never sold
and this shit is getting old, bitch, toss it in the hole

they don't think i'm cool enough

#livinweird (prod. elixr + near)

lyrics :

Okay like tag 
I know where you at 
I gon light a body up and put him in a bag 
Like empty out the mag 
or pay a fee lil boy
Or you gon prolly end up underneath the street lil boy 

Beat (huh)
I don’t need (huh)
I delete (huh) 
(x4)

No he’s not allowed 
Must be going down
I cannot hear no sounds 
Yea he’s tip toeing around 
I pull up and we shoot 
My new target is you
I won’t break
It’s okay 
You won’t catch me 
Ain’t no way

Okay like tag 
I know where you at 
I gon light a body up and put him in a bag 
Like empty out the mag 
or pay a fee lil boy
Or you gon prolly end up underneath the street lil boy 

AWWW FUCK I CANT BELIVE YOUVE DONE THIS

they tell me I won’t be shit never know wit us 
go to walk up in that bitch time to blow it up 
I got hollows on my tips 
And we boutta bust 
Out in broward county leave you in the dust
All my niggas riding wit me in a all black truck 
I don’t think you see me im coming up out the mud
Imma go into the city leave you in a pile of blood (x2)

What I would do (x4)

Like oooo
Me and my niggas smoking gooo
Lil bitch wanna talk about the shit she been through 
I’ll tell you all about me but I do not care too 
I’ll tell yo ass again you better move 
I can never lose 
Keep my all the weapons do not get me in the mood 
do not get me in the mood 
do not get me in the


inci0 <3

scrog (prod.unclegrant)

i know it's a bad thing (feat. Madjax)

This album is pure feeling. It blends the smooth groove of modern R&B, the grit of hip hop, and the shine of pop into something that hits you in the heart first, then in the head. You’ll hear lush synths, deep 808 bass, warm keys, and crisp trap hi-hats carrying verses full of expressive rap flows and unpredictable rhythms. The choruses swell with harmonies, electric piano, and big, dynamic beats, while the bridge pulls everything back to a soulful, vulnerable moment before building into a powerful, uplifting outro. There’s trumpet, violin, and choral backup tucked into the mix — little surprises that make you lean in. It’s emotional, it’s creative, it’s got raw storytelling, and it’s made to stick with you long after it ends.



My Turn

Phug

On a different wave

lyrics:

upon the nighttime 
general dropped 
thanks to you it’s my fault 
you defeat the wrong guy 
in the sky I️m like hawk 
tony stark 
in the dark 
you be playing on the part 
with the dead 
eat his hand until he begs 

loser gonna die tonight 
Or tomorrow  
rip his face off wit a bottle never follow a man who is in his sorrow 

next time 
you were never one to be upon the nighttime 
got me doing circles I️m super dizzy 

itsy bitsy lil spider on the web 
wit the heart beating 
dark measure without meaning 
imma park seating 
bench wet started eating 
all my flooded tissue 
never one who wanted issue 

never want smoke 
outta my soul 
put I️t down in his throat 
make him choke 
let him live 
till he die 
in the night 
I’ve been wrong all along until I️m right 
clever dyke you went and did I️t

fl.vco is a coconut (prod.crmsyn)

original artist https://soundcloud.com/wewillallrise
original artwork made by https://www.instagram.com/heptaknot/

i know it's a bad thing (feat. Madjax)

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