prod me

trips//tests

its too late
better saddle up

bitch come around again
approach me better have enough

all you wanna see
is a red light
all the falacies
push me outta life
big talk for somebody prolly outta luck
quick false sense of safety aint a problem

you put yourself uh
over everything
pissed off
got no uhh
got no wedding ring
its time to back off
the fucking tracks gone
you did a bad job
fixing what you cant stop
you just uh
you just fuck it
call me asshole
talk shit
but talk nothin
when you at home
i put this all on your page
but you recall and evade
guess now your small and you hate
to see the god get away

you just
uh
you just switch it up a little too late
pop shuvit on the roof, tryna battlle ur fate
i find it funny how you tell em thats its all ok
JOKES
HE GOT JOKES
MAN GET OUTTA MY FACE
ONE TALK AND THE BOY BOUTTA HIT THE FLOOR
ALL OUT, WHY U POP OUT ANYMORE
CHECK THE CLOCK, YEA I GUESS IM JUST A LITTLE BORED
SWITCH IT UP, MAKE A BUCK, MAKE A LITTLE MORE

false safety

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eyesore w/ miind *NOW OUT ON ALL PLATS*

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lyrics:
I'm in love with my alter ego don't wanna go back
I drink too much put down the titos cause I feel like crap
Oh yeah oh
My psyche fucked I need placebos 
She never really cared bout me though
She never really cared bout me though
[x2]

Yeah she don't care so I don't care bout myself
It's as if I don't make these songs they won't care bout my health
I put my phone on DND I just wanna go stealth
Without you next to me I'm going through some more hell

My life's a test and it is a fucking mess oh oh
I just wanna get all of these feelings off my chest oh oh
Sacrificing all my time cause I'm tryna be the best oh oh
Staying up all night until like 3 am I need some rest now

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Let me out, let me out
Fall
I don't wanna feel like this

[Hook]

alter ego *NOW OUT ON ALL PLATS*

Roster w/ Miind (NOVÂFLED)

UMMMM NEW SONG FUCK UPLOADING ON A WEDNESDAY

CHOKING ON BLOOD (PROD. JUNKTOWN)

Wait right here, I'm coming right back
My right sleeve got caught and I can't
Think straight, I just need to lie back
Please find something to define that
My mindset got stuck, immobile
Can't fight that, this show is over
List five things that make you whole
Or you can try to breathe, but oh no

What's that coming in? You were just with a friend
Respect, dividend, new build, reel it in

Keep talking, 'cus I think I need it
Plus I'm boutta be on my way
In a week or two, so make me stay
Keep talking, 'cus I think I need it
Plus I'm boutta be on my way
In a week or two, so make me stay

Now that you're okay, I'll break bones 'til I phase my mindstate
Watch out you might hate my place, you find truth the the breaks
Race you to the finish, paced you, couldn't win
It's hateful when you tell me "hey I'm moving in"
And wait you didn't give in, grateful dinners
And I hate you, never sinning, make me give in, and

Keep talking, 'cus I think I need it
Plus I'm boutta be on my way
In a week or two, so make me stay
Keep talking, 'cus I think I need it
Plus I'm boutta be on my way
In a week or two, so make me stay

I don't wanna wait again
You fight to make me stay and yet
Why can't you just let me out
If I just let you, now

subterfuge

Are you sick? Are you dripped? Yeah yeah yeah
Save the pic, flavor it, yeah yeah yeah
Walk around saying this and that
Don't tell me you told everybody that you get the bag

'Cus you a fake fuck, turn it off, you ain't making hits, bruh
I got thousands of dollars under my list of
Who you are and who you wanna be
Yo girl don't wanna rock a beat
Reluctancy to fuckin' tell a sorry cheat
You're way too insecure
Quit making fickle slurs
You're trying way too hard to be the shit, yeah
But imma tell you that shit ain't gon' get you this far

Back, back, back it up now
I see you packing up your bags, wrap it up now
'Cus you ain't going nowhere
You getting no shares
Why would you go there?
All the time, you don't care
You rap about shit but you ain't living it
I see your tracks all the time, got me feeling pissed
Give it up now, wont make a buck now
You talk about that Range Rover but it wont be found
'Cus imma drive through in my Mach-EX
You talk a lot of big game but you wont be next
I'm fucking on that bitch raw, I got no protection
You pull up to the studio but you choke the session
'Cus I hit that bitch, one take, and I send it
My lyrics come from real shit, no pretending
Fucking scrap that new song 'cus it's so pretentious
Pitch your vocals down but your words got no expression

You a fake fuck, turn it off, you ain't making hits, bruh
I got thousands of dollars under my list of
Who you are and who you wanna be
Yo girl don't wanna rock a beat
Reluctancy to fuckin' tell a sorry cheat
You're way too insecure
Quit making fickle slurs
You're trying way too hard to be the shit, yeah
But imma tell you that shit ain't gon' get you this far
Fake fuck, turn it off, you ain't making hits, bruh
I got thousands of dollars under my list of
Who you are and who you wanna be
Yo girl don't wanna rock a beat
Reluctancy to fuckin' tell a sorry cheat

fickle

I'm sick and fed up with this
Try it quick (fuck)
Didn't even help a bit
Give me a second, need some time to come back
Again I've fallen through the cracks
This is all my fault
What else would I want
Think about it, press it real, and pound it
Let it sink in, round it up

I feel it all around
No idea what I have found today
It's like a new experience
And I'll prove I'm serious
I can push you and I am-

Fuck
Maybe I'm crazy, can feel my arms shaking
My heart is penetrating, and the glass feels like it's breaking
Goddamn, will it end?
Keep laying in this bed
Tryna take over my head
I kinda wish that I was d- now
Take your time, yeah, you're wasting mine
But this patient mind will just wait 'til
I'm fucking done with it
I've had enough of this
I'll just give up and quit
Wish I could-
Take a sip

I feel it all around
No idea what I have found today
It's like a new experience
And I'll prove I'm serious
I can push you and I am-

"A person who thinks all the time has nothing to think about except thoughts"
"And so he loses touch with reality"
"It's time to wake up"

Get out, get out (Get the fuck out)
I'm more than upset now, -set now
It's nothing but a feeling
A fucking feeling, feeling, how?
(Come on let's just get-)
It's not nothing, but it isn't something
Fight it, fight it
Find something to confide in, -fide in
Wish that this would fucking finish
Losing my head, night-end
Goddamn what a feeling it would be
To feel like I can finally think straight

"Worrying has no transformative value"
"It is rehearsing the very thing you do not want to happen"

fickle

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