these xans feel like death but you bring me back to life
you make me feel alive
you bring me back to
with this poison in my body i won’t let you out my sight
i need you every night
won’t let you out my
itching like a crackhead im going through withdrawals
think they finna wipe me out like some poo inside my draws
mixing pills with alcohol but we don’t get along
act like nothings wrong
hit the narcan like a bong

ah ha ha ha
???

these xans feel like death but you bring me back to life
you make me feel alive
you bring me back to
with this poison in my body i won’t let you out my sight
i need you every night
won’t let you out my
these xans feel like death but you bring me back to life
you make me feel alive
you bring me back to
with this poison in my body i won’t let you out my sight
i need you every night
won’t let you out my
itching like a crackhead im going through withdrawals
think they finna wipe me out like some poo inside my drawers
mixing pills with alcohol but we don’t get along
act like nothings wrong
hit the narcan like a bong

kiddamo - Narcann (prod. phxlxp)

*OUT EVERYWHERE ON STREAMING*

mix & master: me
prod: @not-a-fucking-hero

lyrics:
autotune and notebooks
i just wanna crash out
think i need a new look
i just wanna cash out
so i drop some shit on facebook
f-facebook fuck

like im tryna ball out
ice on my wrist that shit give me clout
we talking shit like whatabouts
writing hella lines, like cout << "talking" << endl;

talking slow bitch i dont know
taking hints feel like john doe
who am bitch i dont know
im just another guy stuck in the snow

(on a car)

fuck it i dont think ill go far
stuck inside my mind like a war
think ill never shine like a star
cause i finna crash like a car

so far im good eh
crashing out like everyday
no way im up to late
mixing vocals, that i hate

cause i kinda dont fuck with myself
distractions fuck up my mental health
can't focus for shit im up to a twelfth
fuck im up to the thirteenth reason why
i cannot fucking try

yeah

but it dont really matter
take a gun and shoot yourself
colour yourself with paint splatter
is it really you or hell

we all need help
no matter what
but we dont take the steps
no matter what

LIKE WHAT THE F*CK

are we so afraid of
are we so afraid of
so afraid of

is it the truth
or is the chance of rejection
i dont really know all i know
is that we need some type of affection
when we wake up fuck

autotune and notebooks
i just wanna crash out
think i need a new look
i just wanna cash out
so i drop some shit on facebook
f-facebook fuck

like im tryna ball out
ice on my wrist that shit give me clout
we talking shit like whatabouts
writing hella lines, like cout << "talking" << endl;

crashout (hero)

breathe.

back out p. shoiyi x jolst

white boy anthem of the summer
prod @flesh x cabber
LYRICS
Fuck a hoe until her back hurt, hit it from the rear
Polly want a cracker, whats up shawty im right here
Smokin green in the bay packing dont u fear
baby im no slacker, ive been grinding this for years
 
Make a lot music but im barely getting paid
Bitch im never slacking when theres money to be made
Life gave us lemons make a stand like lemonade
Polly want a cracker, wife beater with some braids

look up on my skin more white than the ghost busters
And if u hating me i hope you die a slow suffer
Skrting on the track just like plymouth duster
Polly want a cracker i dunno if i can trust her

I dont wanna be backstabbed leave my back scarred
Smoking on that george washington pack black tar
Where the fkn pipe i aint talkin where the rats are
I'm more whiter than the folks at nascar

Shawty whatchu want, new prada bag maybe some louis vuitton
I might be a cracker 9am mowing the lawn
Got my grandfathers gold rings i could never pawn

Drinking too much monster energies how i'm living
We all make mistakes hope some of mine can be forgiven
Ice tea sipping lipton
And Babe i wouldn't mess with a cracker on a mission

Fuck a hoe until her back hurt, hit it from the rear
Polly want a cracker, whats up shawty im right here
Smokin green in the bay packing dont u fear
baby im no slacker, ive been grinding this for years

Make a lot music but im barely getting paid
Bitch im never slacking when theres money to be made
Life gave us lemons make a stand like lemonade
Polly want a cracker, wife beater with some braids


polly want a cracker [prod. flesh x cabber]

Right Left w/ mayh3mp (808sorcerer)

No use hoarding these:

from the archives ~ May 3rd 2025

no pretenses (noah808 x cardo + shinju)

prod. by me https://soundcloud.com/luv_armor

have you no empathy?
i know you’re sick of me
this shit’s been killin’ me

just reach out a hand to me
i’m close to insanity
she’s not a fan of me

i just feel so empty
the bottle, it tempts me
i’m sippin’ this whiskey until it’s all empty
she won’t accept me..

bad bitch in the moonlight
she’s readin’ my star sign
she’s settin’ the bar high
while she smokin’ on starlight

& i know it didn’t matter at all
get the fuck off my balls
now i fiend from withdrawals
i needa sip some Cîroc

trust me, i love it when you crush me
i don’t need no love
i need a bitch who gon’ fuck me
..fuck me

i’m ##ugly
my world is self destructing 
the light of God ain’t touched me
how could i let it just be?

i know you love to watch me struggle
break me down until i’m rubble
the way you make me feel ain’t subtle..

i’m so ugly on the inside 
but outside i’m in Robin’s
i got money in my pockets
yeah, these bitches get to flockin’ 

i’m so ugly on the outside
& inside, it’s so rotten
babe, you were my only option
now you’re gone, i’m slowly fallin’

have you no empathy?
i know your sick of me
this shit’s been killin’ me

just reach out a hand to me
i’m close to insanity
she’s not a fan of me..

she don’t miss me
i drink whiskey
it’s gon’ kill me

you don’t feel me
you don’t feel me
you don’t feel me

bad bitch in the moonlight 
she’s readin’ my star sign
and settin’ the bar high
while she smokin’ on starlight

she said i don’t matter at all
i shouldn’t have answered the call
now the bloods on my palms
i’m so sick of these songs..

##ugly

iTunes

i did it all for nothing i guess

prod. by me https://soundcloud.com/luv_armor
video - https://youtu.be/wfxboCx6PoM?si=C4PX-3PhGAoUvipX

two fifths deep
now i’m throwin’ up
..get this money, yuh
(ohhh)

these robin’s; they don’t got a stain
i don’t feel nothin’ but she feel the pain
i’m goin’ insane, i’m goin’ insane
she givin’ me brain but i’m so full of hate..

they gon’ find me alone
face down in my puke
yeah, come to find out, i been sick like the flu

i don’t know what to do
they’re sayin’ it’s true
i died all alone but i was thinkin’ of you

two fifths deep
now i’m throwin’ up
..i’m throwin’ up, i’m throwin’ up

go n’ pour it up
we’re goin’ up
heart cold, shawty; i don’t want your love

i’m poppin’, i don’t need a thing
i don’t feel nothin’ 
i think i’m insane

light from the moon
all you see is my frame
these VV’s they hittin’
i’ll take all the blame..

you don’t know me
i’m so cold, i’ll die slowly
i fuck bitches & track songs
& count money..

high score, at the top
but the top’s lonely
they’re all fake.. yeah, they’re all fake
they’re all phony..

(ohhh)

these robin’s; they don’t got a stain
i don’t feel nothin’ but she feel the pain
my heart was once pure
now it’s filled up with hate
come to find out i ain’t got what it takes..

you don’t know me
i’m so cold, i’ll die slowly
the cracks grow as my face molts
i’m so ugly..

i see her thru her blunt smoke
she’s tryna fuck me
you don’t know, you don’t know
you don’t know me..

two fifth’s deep
now i’m throwin’ up
i’m throwin’ up
this money, yuh..

i get it, i get it, i get it; i’m gone
what a damn shame 
that i won’t see the sun

it’s so wrong.. yeah, i’m so gone
i don’t wanna sing these songs
for you anymore

this life’s such a bore
i got her beggin’ for more
i can’t get up off the floor
all this pain i’ve endured..

i did it all for nothing i guess

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