I think I hate her (me) p.sullyptb

I don’t wanna waste no time,
But you on my mind,
I can’t think that clearly
I don’t even sleep at night,
Yeah it don’t feel right,
Now you’re just a memory
There ain’t nothing left to say
Now I’m stuck in a daze
And I want to believe it
I don’t wanna be forgotten
Love gone rotten
I’m so naive

There’s no way to make things right
If there’s a chance, I’ll lose my mind
I can’t help the way I try 
to fix all the damage that burns inside
There’s no way to make things right
I don’t wanna die, or wanna end my life
I can’t help the way I cry
To bring things back to when you were mine

forgotten (prod. under the maple tree)

Lyrics :

Far away I still want you 
Everyday we’ll get right through 
I’m right here 
Right here for you 
I’ll always stay 
I’ll stay for you 
This brighter view 
It feels so new 
This feeling within 
It feels so true 
I’m right here 
Right here for you 
I’m right here 
Right here for you 

I’m here 
Right here for you 
We’re here 
And that’s the truth 
We’re here 
To feel a new 
We’re here 
To feel a new 
I’m here 
Right here for you 
We’re here 
And that’s the truth 
We’re here 
To feel a new 
We’re here 
To feel a new

A New (prod. farewell, again)

kicked out of fillory

drunk driving

idek/emo shawty

Shipwreck

I GOT RED STAINS ON MY WHITE NEW ROCKS FROM FUCKS WHO THUNK🤔🤔💭💭
BITCH IM BASED LIKE FORTNITE FUCK THE WORLD🖕🏻🌎
KREEPAKVLT 2K25

Lyrics:

(høøk1):
Make em comatose if they looking for a way out
They ask what i smoke, i cant hear them cause its so loud
Orbs in my room talk 2 me in this grave house
Catch me in a daze up on stage making no sound

Load my rounds, better run when i tell you
Dual five sevens to the skull, write a haiku
Bite the curb now, leave a stain on my boots
Masked up, slipknot, rotted on a tied noose

(verse)
What you do is so damn tasteless
Take clips, like its fortnite, im on my based shit
Facless, up on instagram, i reel in hoes but i dont take risks
People claim to hate me but they got me on rotation

They dont even know me 
Always acting lowkey, but we not homies
Jealous ass fucks cry all day cause they lonely
Crushing on my bitch, im pretty sure they wanna blow me

YEAHYEAHYEAHYEAHHHHH
YEAHYEAHYEAHYEAHHHH

I spent all my money on another belt
Cant hold up my trues, pockets full of wealth
Hear them burst in, turn on silent step
Bullets fly like waco and the ATF

Do me wrong, send your ass to the state line
Ill make sure that its night time
People live a low life, and acting strange is their highlight
I bet they clinch, no muay thai

The way they actin they some stans
All up in my pants
Shoot right at their feet make em dance

Laugh up in they face and make em pissed
Step inside the club like souljahwitch

(høøk2):
Make em comatose if they looking for a way out
They ask what i smoke, i cant hear them cause its so loud
Orbs in my room talk 2 me in this grave house
Catch me in a daze up on stage making no sound

Load my rounds, better run when i tell you
Dual five sevens to the skull, write a haiku
Bite the curb now, leave a stain on my boots
Masked up, slipknot, rotted on a tied noose

forgotten (prod. under the maple tree)

CROSE*

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