Lyrics: 

Thinking on a mistake 
did a little bidding in my head space 
sold my soul to stay away from mis taste 
disgrace thinking bout my dumb face 
scattered fuck it shatter heart and leave me in my worst place 

 motherfuckers only care about the baggage only passing verbal passive fuck a passion 
lets just follow what hes doing maybe cash in catch em lacking 
never worried bout my death its only matter time it happens 

watch em gather round they circle like the birds above
puffing on a jay up in the other hand a blunt 
Smoke to face I like the taste of poison up inside my lungs
always blood in hand im coughing up my body not a pun 
always doing drugs what started out for fun 
only taking what I can but lately I be smoking till my vision faded body stiff and numb
fuck it up dont give a fuck about it wont be here for long 
Reaper never distant always linger im the vagabond
abbadon
 rest in piss you piece of shit no peace for leeches dead and gone 
plenty out for me the others hate but talk about my songs
fuck around and find out why im always in my head along 
Ripping and tripping prescription split I take a hit and gone 
Spitting precision the blade done slitting vein im living wrong  
Running no stunting id rather puff the weed inside the bong 
Dejected impressing whatever’s left instead I write this song 
Now lay in bed I look up at the ceiling 
empty heart I long 

Wishing 
this was the end of it all think I’m kidding
I look for a sign or some hope but it’s distant 
In head know it’s wrong but abusing decisions 
To vices now numb feeling dumb always living dependent 
I can’t get away got no ice or no pendant 
Depending I make it no matter I’m sending in life with a

message of give it and sinning repent for a feeling no god in the ceiling it shatters like glass as I fall never kneeling my face got no place in this world why I’m peeling my skin from my bones to be close to these demons berating or hating no matter they with me forever pariah dejected come get me or leave me alone 

In this hole I rot inside my tomb no light it’s dark just like the womb could I presume that  life on pause will not resume so grip the pistol know im doomed 
My eyes now white just like the moon

VERTIGO. (Prod. YUNGMEXIC$NBIH)

percolator w/ idy wavey

SMACK DVD

chance w/ idy wavey

Repeat (K4REAL)

I’m at the end of the road 
pack this shit up and go home
errbody leave me alone 

I sit alone in my lane
give a fuck bout the fame
they ain’t never gon throw me no bone

all of these mufuckas lame 
man this world ain’t the same 
why the fuck should I care if I’m on?

is this life that I need?
or when I let go of this shit I’ll be free 
maybe I just need some time to be me
I been stressing so much
that I can’t even breathe
taking trips cross the country 
I’m tired as can be 
it ain’t nobody know bout the shit that I seen

Ain’t never quit
I always kept it g
I’m repping H to the F to the G
they can’t push around me 
best there will ever be
I aint one they gon help out 
I’ve already seen
more than these mufuckas ever did
I could quit for 6 months and be hella big
Dawg it’s levels to this shit 
you never been 
what you think that you that you are
boy you live in the dark
put the pen and pad up
and quit smoking that cart
get a mufuckin job 
boy you need to restart
Like

they can’t een run it like me
pussy mad 
cause I did all of this shit
on type beats
lotta rappers talk
ain’t 1 fight me
yall some pussy mufuckas
tell em all bite me
bringing real shit back 
errbody hypebeasts
I just copped a six pack
from the hyvee
tryna make a milli outta shit that I see
But the MO so cold no place to find peace 

but I’m still running it up
in the game for a decade 
I don’t give a fuck
what they say about me 
all these rappers some chumps
imma big dawg 
all yall mufuckas some pups

hold up I’m just turning up
Imma show yall mufuckas what really is up
M-O Beaty I’m gripping my mufuckin nuts
at the top of this shit
I ain’t looking at much

gluttony (prod. yungmexicanbih)

MObeaty

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