lyrics:

i got the weight of the world on my shoulders and i'm getting older
can someone please step on my back?
they don't take me serious when this shit in person
so i'ma get heard with the help of the track
you never needed to help me so when you want credit i feel like i'm under attack
i look like a twat when i break on my story and make it so clear that i blundered and what
i've blundered a lot in my time
keep one eye on the clock, cus the other one drawn to the light
i'm still suicidal, won't put up a fight
she asked if i'm good, i just said quite
i've never been terrified of the night
i know one day that i'll meet my match
i keep a tally on mind, i remember the times where i acted and looked like a twat
can't say i hate it but i hate to think when my thoughts are so loud like a football match
how do i feel 'bout this football match?
i just wanna smoke on that football pack
all of you playin' with balls, i'd be so in the money if i was a football fan
you came in my half and you fucked up the game and my life man
i just want my football back
yeah, i treat 'em like jerks
they wish me the worst in terms of not backing me up
i posted a rant on my story and they all ignored me
don't blame them for crackin' no fucks
you posted a vid online, what a waste of time cus that shit was not crackin' me up
i'm flashin' the bucks, can't make this shit up
got crackers surroundin' me when i'm on bus

i'm bussing a lot, crack open the pot
i'm whippin' that crack, need that money a lot
he said he got cash but he lyin', on god
this shit don't last but i let my life revolve around it
if i get paid then it's not a one off
i'm with your lady, she's noshing me off
i'm with my bro and he's pissin' me off
i'm with your mum and she's topping me off

i'm back in the game, put my life on the shit that i write
cus i coulda died if there wasn't a mic
i put my life in danger, if there's a risk then i don't think twice
lay me to sleep in a manger
come have a chat brother, don't be a stranger
if you need help you can hit my line
it's hard to make cash when at war with your mind
still hard to get past how she wouldn't be mine
i'm tryna quit fags but i bought me a pack and i wallowed in all my self-pity
i need an out, otherwise i'll be shitty
leave that shit tucked in a box like a kitty
i showed my face and they tried to get rid of me
stella, the love of my life
she was killin' me
this shit a joke, like bro, are you kidding me?
i turned this shit into wine cus you pity me
i nearly cracked, ended up on a bridge
now i perform like pretending it's twitch
you'd think i'm off crack by the way that i twitch
i just drank a coffee, i'm bouncing off shit
bro pop an addy, he's tweakin' on it
yeah i was that guy, bust whatever i get

Send my love to Aimer

send my love to aimer (prod. ninewaters)

lyrics:

i'm livin' in a grave that i dug for myself
not really livin', yeah i really need your help
i got no feelings now i'm back inside my shell
i'm waving goodbye now, i really wish you well
yeah, 20 pints down, i'm not thinking anymore
i'm protected from my demons while unconscious on the floor
i need self control but i've always wanted more
gimme all you got, even if it breaks the law

yeah my heart has lore
i hate that story, i burnt that book
i've been losing sleep while looking for what she took, yeah
i've been in the kitchen but i can't say that i cook, yeah
i've been mixing up potion
skin's gone dry yeah, i really need my lotion
thinkin' 'bout dying, i can't shake it off
it's a really boring life, need to put it back in motion
if you see me coming up then i'm causing a commotion
searching far and wide for some love like i'm sailing in the ocean
you cannot blame me, my life needs some jazz tonight
gonna take my feelings, leave them in the past 'fore i die
you won't see no tears on my face while i'm alive
this feeling will consume me, i'm gonna close my eyes
even if you use me, i could never cry
i don't even think that i can love but i can try

grave ft. darza (prod. ninewaters)

lyrics:

big back pockets on protein
i make cash seem seamless
i smoke gas, i'm floating
i'm so hard like peni-
i make money aplenty
i'm a paper demon
i will flex in your face if you let me
i will crashout without a reason
i ball out every season
i pull up and make the weather sunny
you're just my peasants, i lead them
i'm laughing to the bank cus it's funny
big back pockets on protein
pockets so peter griffin
i'll make it out one day, i'm hoping
pockets so homer simpson
big bad wolf, i'm hungry
i just want someone to love me
i just want someone who i can put above me
i just want someone who i think is so lovely
plat IV at making money
laughing to the bank, it's funny
make that money jump like bunny
shit that tastes so sweet like honey
stomach bloated like i'm lucki
tonight we're getting lucky
tonight we're getting fucky
tonight we're getting blackout
my memory's already fuzzy
can you pour me up a drink?
don't care what it is cus i'm not fussy
counting up that chicken
you would think i'm from kentucky

sample: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NpOxmvUlZWU

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