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NICOTINE (PROD. SSALVES)

SHOOT ME IN MY FUCKING THROAT (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

FEEL SX HIGH

NUMB (PROD. @HEYNIBBY)

TEMPTATIONS (PROD. @HEYNIBBY)

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HALF OF MYSELF IS FUCKING MISSING. KEEP OM STARING CUZ WE DONT DO DISSING.  SNIPER ROUNDS AT YOUR TEMPLE NOT MISSING. HOW TF HUMANS BECANE MY LISTINGS. BROKE MY GLOCK THATS EASY FIXINGS.  HAVE A MENTAL THAT NEEDS FIXING. HARDLY PUSHING BROKEN PISTONS.  MOTIVATION FROM MY MISSIONS WHEN IM DONE I WANMA END IT MY LEADER SAYS IM NO COWARD. TURN THE ENEMIS TO CHOWDER NEED MORE AMMO NEED GUNPOWDER.


CALL ME RICHARD HARROW


CALL ME RICHARD HARROW
CALL ME RICHARD HARROW.


CALL ME RICHARD HARROW.



MALE SURE THAT YOU REST IN SORROW. NEED ANOTHER SOUL TO BORROW. ACING LIKE THERES NO TM KEEP ON KILLING KEEP ON KILLING KEEP ON KIILING KEEP ON KILLING.

RICHARD HARRRØW (W/ SLIM HØLLØW) [p.wxrryx]

top speed prod skuzgod

SHIT MY PANTS

Art by : Bennykillz
Lyrics - 
Smoke till my eyes look like 28 days 
If you tryna get paid I know 28 ways 
High than a bitch livin life inna daze 
In my pockets a knife so I wouldn’t get brave 
You do what I want when I say like a slave 
Keep a K n it spray put a end too your save 
I roll up a quarter while baggin up orders 
My choppa leave craters that look like a mortar 
Let’s stand on our money you still gon be shorter 
Got paper that comes in from over the border 
Don’t talk Alot but got a lot I’m thinkin 
Bitch I’m killin my liver with over drinkin 
Smokin hella crazy everything is stinkin
Shit been lookin hazy n I’m ahh 
Rip the whip n turn that boy to ashes 
Name the choppa hulk the way it fuckin smashes 
I ghost ride the whip n that shit never crashes 
Up a knife for nothin he get hella slashes 
I jus spazz on they ass n get back too chillin 
Throw a bomb as I’m screamin out stop the killin 
Put a beam on they team n ask how they feelin 
Power tool too his skull n I get too drillin 
Really ill than a bitch I be coughin gaggin 
Hella pape with the Glock n it got me saggin 
Take his homie outside n we get to draggin 
Bullets hit his body lookin like he laggin 
Choppa spittin flames out like a fuckin dragon 
Jus imagine me loosin , I couldn’t either 
Beat his ass till he bruisin n up a heater 
You can call me soft but bitch I bet you sweeter 
I pull up to your door like a trick or treater 
Bitch I’m drinkin drivin 
We are not survivin 
I make sure you fucked n they are not reviving 
I reside inside the darkest thoughts you hidin 
I would hate me too if I was scared of slidin 
Bitch I s s stutter I feel like Biden 
Off the za when I rap but still get to glidin
Yea This choppa dividin they mind n carcass 
Put the saw to his shit like I’m fuckin Marcus

NOTSURVIVING [PROD.CXRBXRUS]

@uglyjabronifony

niggas be sweeter than bubblegum
shini gang shit, he aint bro, i aint trustin him
ugh
im with the gang and we troublesome
mad cause he cannot compare, we a 1 of 1
and that nigga jump stupid, we cuttin him
stopped in his tracks when that ruger in front of him
came with a stick, so you know aint no rushin him
i up the mf choppa, no russian him

ugh
came with a stick just like fpsrussia
im throwin them shots like im beatin the buzzer
you niggas be bitch, i put that on my mother
my choppa, might feed it, gon eat him for supper
and no you cannot hang, you aint gang or my brother
you niggas dont fit like a piece of the puzzle
and i bet you the K turn his ass to a puddle
i came with a dog like that bitch need a muzzle
ugh

ugh, still in the back of this bitch
flippin a switch like a panel
im changing the channel if he want the static and shit
he talkin shit but cant back it
want smoke like an addict, i guess im asthmatic and shit
it could go up like and attic, aint bein dramatic
ill make it traumatic and shit

still in all black in this bitch off rip
check all the facts, lil bitch im him
doin him sick, nigga shit get grim
came with a stick and it rip off limbs
told him get back fore you get your ass whacked
bitch im catchin his hat, and i aim for the brim
way that im ballin, they all lookin dumb
lil bitch i just might dunk and then hang off the rim
like ugh

with the gang, nigga i dont do friends
like ugh
takin shots and i aim thru the lens
like ugh
30 rounds and i left with like 10
i might take out his mans, then again it depends
like ugh
full of hate, i aint makin amends
and these niggas be bitch, swear they all got me bent
and the way i just be snapping, it dont make no sense
and he talk on the gang, he get jumped like a fence, like

and im still inna ____, you can fill in the blank
and im blowin that pack, i stop feeling my face
and im spittin that crack, or the gas, but its laced
all these niggas be trash, man they all just a waste
niggas need a new hobby, your shit a disgrace
i feel like ricky bobby, i dash to the pape
and the chop do him sloppy, i turn him to paste
send him back to the lobby, yeah he get erased

NO RUSSIAN [PROD. FONY WALLACE x DECIMH]

Thanks for all the well wishes 💝 Love y'all

I’M 25
I’M STILL ALIVE RIGHT NOW
I WILL SURVIVE I SUPPOSE
IN SPITE OF MY MISTAKES, I AROSE
TODAY 
AGAIN
I GOT LOTS OF FRIENDS I LOVE
I THINK I’M STARTING TO UNDERSTAND
I LOOK ABOVE
MY DOVE GUIDES MY LIGHT
SHE WASN’T EVEN 21 YET
SO I GOTTA FIGHT, I FIGHT

WISHIN IS JUST WISHIN
THANK YOU FOR THE WISHES, WELL
I’M A VICTIM OF MYSELF
YOU CAN THROW ME DOWN THE WELL
BUT I’LL CLIMB IN SPITE OF MY BEST INTEREST
25 YEARS, COME AND TRY, COME N GET THIS
I BEEN WAITIN TO DIE, I’M ALIVE SO LETS GET IT
FUCK IT

PLEASE
TREAT ME LIKE YOU KNOW I’M ME
WHATEVER THAT MEANS
YOU CAN ALWAYS GROW ON ME WITH ME,
STOP BREATHING DEEP
LETTIN OUT A SIGH
WE ON THE SAME SIDE
YOU PROVIDE AND I PROVIDE
THINK I’M FALLIN IN LOVE
WITH THE RIGHT ONE THIS TIME
EVERY TIME SHE LOOK ME IN MY EYE
SMILE LIKE THE SUN BRINGS LIGHT
& I DON’T GOTTA WATCH MYSELF
SHE KNOW WHAT SHE WANT, THAT’S CRAZY
I BEEN FEELIN BLESSED ON THE DAILY
& I DON’T GOT NO TIME TO WASTE, DONT PLAY ME
BUT

WISHIN IS JUST WISHIN
THANK YOU FOR THE WISHES, WELL
I’M A VICTIM OF MYSELF
YOU CAN THROW ME DOWN THE WELL
BUT I’LL CLIMB IN SPITE OF MY BEST INTEREST
25 YEARS, COME AND TRY, COME N GET THIS
I BEEN WAITIN TO DIE, I’M ALIVE SO LETS GET IT
FUCK IT

25 (PROD. ME)

LYRICS :

IM REMEMBER THEM DAYS WHEN I ONLY CARED BOUT MY KNIFE, LIVIN NIGHT LIFE, NOT GOING OUTSIDE
NOW I CARE BOUT EVERYBODY IN THIS BITCH 
SIKE, IM STILL TRUE TO ME IN DIS BITCH
NOWADAYS IT’S REALLY JUST ME AND THE CLIQUE
DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT DEEZ UNDERGROUND KIDS
DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT DEEZ UNDERGROUND DISSES
IF YOU GOTTA PROBLEM HIT MY DM YOU’LL GET SWISSED

EVERYTIME I MAKE A TRACK I HIT AND I SWISH 
KEEP THE BLADE ON ME AND HIT WITH A SWISH 
BODY TURN BLUE LIKE I MAKE YOU A CRIP 
OR WALK WITH A LIMP LIKE A CRIP WITH A STICK

I SAID I KEEP THE BLADE ON ME I KEEP IT EQUIPPED
GIVE ME A SHOUTOUT YEAH HOP OFF THE PRICK
I’VE BEEN MAKING FAST SONGS SINCE THE ONE BEFORE DRIFT
WE DON’T TALK ABOUT THAT ONE CUZ THAT ONE WAS SHIT

HIT YOU IN THE FUCKING HEAD
NOTHING ELSE NEEDS TO BE SAID
RIDE MY CITY DOWN THREE THIRTY ONE
FUCK HOME THAT’S WHERE I FLED

IM REMEMBER THEM DAYS WHEN I ONLY CARED BOUT MY KNIFE, LIVIN NIGHT LIFE, NOT GOING OUTSIDE
NOW I CARE BOUT EVERYBODY IN THIS BITCH 
SIKE, IM STILL TRUE TO ME IN DIS BITCH
NOWADAYS IT’S REALLY JUST ME AND THE CLIQUE
DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT DEEZ UNDERGROUND KIDS
DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT DEEZ UNDERGROUND DISSES
IF YOU GOTTA PROBLEM HIT MY DM YOU’LL GET SWISSED


[ART BY SEVVERYRARE]
[SEVVERYRARE]

PRICK [PROD. DEADRISE]

lxxiv x kashi TAPE DROPPING 10/31  !

--lyrics--

I got no way out
It gets hard tryina live when you down
Its gets hard tryina live when you doubt everything
And every drug that you take turns you into a fiend
I can never fucking break out the surface and breath
Looking for my purpose it was buried beneath
I cant talk to anybody, they don't know me
Walk into the function and I got a nose bleed
Whats that in my system, Mary J and codeine
Its real bad
Y'all cant even save me I was born sad
Everyday I wake up its the same thing 
Roll my weed up bitch, I like living in the fog, in the mist
Y'all aint seeing shit
Money coming in, way too quick you'd think its counterfeit 
I cant even count this shit by hand like where the counter went?
Bitch I count my blessings at my lowest
They praying on my downfall so I keep it loaded 
These problems never get solved, they'll be back for more
Doing anything to go back to a time before
Forget being fried, I’m way too high I think I’m burnt
Won’t catch me at a party ‘less the hoes that’s there are turnt
Imma let the whip drive by itself till I end end up in dirt
If my value based on what I got, then nothings what I’m worth
Nothings what I’m worth, shit
Nothings what I’m worth
I've been puffing on this weed all day, still feel like i'm hurt
In my mind its always gray, it cannot get worse
Heard them demons yell my fucking name, with them I converse
I think i'm gon' go MIA while she just want the best of me
I just wanna rest in peace, this life shit aint meant for me 
I don't want no money cause that shit go up my nose 
I was geeked all day inside the crib its like I froze
Forget being fried, I’m way too high I think I’m burnt
Won’t catch me at a party ‘less the hoes that’s there are turnt
Imma let the whip drive by itself till I end end up in dirt
If my value based on what I got, then nothings what I’m worth

DOUBT EVERYTHING [PROD. WHITECXFFIN]

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