Resilient

Just a SoundCloud single before the major drops.

Counting Sheep #DONE

H - I be up late at night, thinkin about ma songs, how I want them ta sound/
Kinda funny people fuckin wit my music now/
Nightmares keepin me up so fuck a nap, & fuck sum beauty sleep/
Drugs in ma system, shit, I see ma PO inna boutta week/

I got restless legs, curse dem opiates dey are ma demise/
Beggin overdose, yeah I tried more than couple times/
Cold sweats, old memories still flooding my head/
Trust me I kno I made this mess wit my own foolish hands/

Prolly wouldn’t ever get no Grammy, I’ll help u understand it, I won’t deny my God/
Whatchu gotta do ta get the motha fuckin public nod/
It’s true ever since I can remember I knew I needed to get off the drugs/
I wanna say sorry to the people I hurt when I could not stop/

V - I’m not into freaky shit, I’m inta normal shit, I’m into let’s fuck around and get married/
I met my wife the day that she got baptized and ever since my favorite pass time is prayer/
I was back in addiction and fresh outta prison I admitted I was still shootin up fetty/
Wish I could tell u that I’s doin better, that all of dem months all alone made me get it/

I started ta worry that my mind was compromised I didn’t think I’d be able to stop/
Took a deep breath, wait shut up, pause, how could I think that’s how problems get solved ?/
There’s nothing alone I can do without God, the same God that knows, when each sparrow falls/
Tried ta swallow my pride like a 5 course meal, shouldn’t of answered my phone when the Devil called/

He said “Son you are talented, you have potential, jus get on your knees, and call me your king”/
As I thought, about what he said, remembered the one, that died for my sins/
Everything, I thought I knew, all just a blur, do I even matter ?/
I opened my Bible, to Matthew 9:9 I was born on 9/9 hol up it gets better/

I’m sick of liars, I’m sick of fakes/
I wish y’all would actually live what you preach/
I wish y’all would actually be in the streets/
I wish y’all would ask the opinion of me/
I been thru sum shit, of this I assure you/
I swear that I’ve overdosed dozens of times/
Leavin the oven on all winter long/
Nothin but worry when I look at mom/

H - I got restless legs, curse dem opiates dey are ma demise/
Prayed for an overdose, yeah I tried more than a couple times/
Cold sweats, old memories dey flooding my head/
Trust me I kno I made this mess wit my own foolish hands/

Prolly wouldn’t ever get no Grammy, I’ll help u understand it, I won’t deny my God/
Whatchu gotta do ta get the motha fuckin public nod/
It’s true ever since I can remember I knew I needed to get off the drugs/
I wanna say sorry to the people I hurt when I could not stop/

V - I got some sad stories, I’d be willin ta bet, that you prolly wouldn’t believe/
Whole life been wondering like what the fuck is wrong with me/
Baby mom still thinkin that I chose, the drugs, over my family/
I’ll prove her wrong, because my son needa kno who his daddy is/

Truth is I never chose to leave you/
Truth is she wouldn’t let me see you/
Truth is I would call on your birthday tryna talk and she said you dint need to/

Truth is I really thinkin she be evil, so I gotta pray for her too/
Hopped in the car told em “spin the block, I got 30 years in each shoe”/
Used ta hit the mall, in the bathroom stall, shootin fentanyl in Duluth/
Look to the sky, and say to my God, I give all my problems to you/

I was hungry, I was famished, I was starvin for truth/
Said fuck the drugs, I choose my family, there’s nothing my God cannot do/

H - I be up late at night, thinkin about the after life & where I will go/
Gave my life to the one true God so I think I kno/
They don’t fight fair good thing I’m tough, and I keep ma knuckles up, they’ll wish they never met me/
But the crazy part is when they find out I’ve been set free/

#Music-Project

Counting Sheep prod. by blueberrylove

Thot U Was The Won/WRONG #DONE 

H - And I thought chu was the one, but I was wrong, on everything that’s the very first time/
Talkin about ma intuition man I coulda sworn this one was all figured out/
And I thought chu was the one, but I was wrong, you left quick and easy as 1 2 3/
Prolly never wanted ta even be wit the real me/
At least not when it, was anything but easy/

V - So could yo do me, a quick, favor/
Help me ta forget it, ever, happened/
Rather pretend that, you’re a, stranger/
If she thro it my way Imma passss/
Jus a convict, witta lil bitta classss/
Left my bondage, in the muh fuckin past/
I was hand picked, by the muh fuckin best/
Stay tight lipped, when the police ask/
Who shot who ? Man ion kno nuttin, but I kno u can kiss my muh fuckin ass/
Copy Coo wit my Puerto Ricans, we was gettin down in the muh fuckin can/
Pending Case so I stayed in medium, 
least it was better den muh fuckin max/
Comin home ta you it had me cheesin, shoulda knew you would leave my muh fuckin ass/
Love an addict ? Who wanna do it ? I still ain’t met one yet/
Don’t matter how honest you been, 
the drugs create disconnect/
What was I thinking ? I’m so stupid, no one could ever love me back/
Gotta lotta regret about the past,
Steady disappoint the fuck up outta my dad/ 

H - And I thought chu was the one, but I was wrong, on everything that’s the very first time/
Talkin about ma intuition man I coulda sworn this one was all figured out/
And I thought chu was the one, but I was wrong, you left quick and easy as 1 2 3/
Prolly never wanted ta even be wit the real me/
At least not when it, was anything but easy/

V - So could you dissa, pear for, ever/
Don’t even, care if I, ever, see you/
Your little, words they, sound so, clever/
But I think that it’s all jus muh fuckin caaap/
Two best friends is my pen & my pad/
I swear ta God dawg I really mean dat/
I should prolly take the sawed off right ta my head/
Prolly catch em all off guard finding me dead/
Livin my life like the groundhog chasing that dragon, I couldn’t even tell ya when I see em last/
I wake up every day wit the knowledge, that if I ever look into a mirror a junkie lookin back/
Wit they hand on ma shoulder they say “that’s really sad”/
I no longer feel ashamed I have become detached/
Tuck the ball and duck ma head like Imma running back/
Ever since I can remember been an IV addict/ another vein collapsed/

I needa thank my dad, for makin me the man I am, how backin down jus cannot be an option/
Never was or will be, swear they’ll hafta kill me, before I ever let myself be someone’s second fuckin option/
I ain’t passive I ain’t Stockton, member they would mock me, honestly I could vomit when I feel em start ta creep/
Talkin about my memories, & my dreams, how they haunt me in ma sleep, If I could Select em All & simply press Delete/

Would shock therapy, bring relief, to forget the things I’ve seen, it gets discouraging jus having to remember/
Cuz seemingly, since a teen, I been trying to relieve, this wound that I received when I was younger/
Please believe me this is freedom, not trying to deceive you, but either way I promise this will be you/
You’ll either learn about your demons, maybe even how ta beat em, or deny the fact that you could be evil/

H - & I thought you were the one, but I was wrong, so I guess I gotta learn all of my lessons the hard way/
From now on they gotta prove they intentions, cuz I swear ta God I will not waste no more time/
How’d I think you was the one, musta been high, but wait there ain’t many moments I’m sober/
I should prolly deal wit this little thing causing slavery/
Before I OD wit no one around ta save me/


#Music-Project

Thot U Was The Won/WRONG prod. by DayOut 3

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Thot U Was The Won/WRONG prod. by DayOut 3

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