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lyrics:
how much did i miss
had to catch my breath
its not enough
had to put it to the test
my life is bliss
cant handle that
I reminisce 
I'm still stuck inside the past
no it cant be fixed
I hope it lasts
you're what I miss
sometimes it feels like a trap
its hard to quit
I still don't know how to act
I hope it sticks
wanna know whats on ur mind

yea
been too much time I've had it
had to break my habits
you should know this shit get tragic
disappear from ur life like its fucking magic
ha, money spread elastic
some shit u just cant imagine
yea she try to play me I just catch my breath
I cant get like that, this bitch in my fucking head
I've been so upset, tell me when the bullshit ends
its getting tiring, have to play pretend

yea, its not my fault I go mia
u say u forgive me its just not the same
I'm done with this shit I'm not playing games
u said that u love me u don't know my name
I just got my paycheck I just hit the bank
I don't wanna talk to ya squad filled with lames
I don't wanna go outside I still see the rain
tell me if its going down all in vain

reminisce

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#ibleedmercy

@donttrustmaey
Girl asking me questions, don't know the answer
Bouta give me a second before I answer
Woah, pretty bitch up in my texts, think she a dancer
Woah, stab me in the back, she acting like a lancer
Woah, pretty mad, pretty mad, aint got no time for that
Woah, pretty foul, pretty foul, aint got no time for that
Pressure, is it worthless?
All the time spent
Makes me nervous

Started lookin back, I can see bout everything
Lookin at the world, don't even know what it means
Woah, got these bitches in front of me, don't know how to act
I put on this lil act, "choppas choppas on my back"
Woah, I ain't look at this shit, I ain't know how to act
Woah, if I put this shit in, will I even make it back
Woah, what is up with critics, and what is up with that
Woah, got this bad bitch from this, she'll stab me in my back, yuh

Girl asking me questions, don't know the answer
Bouta give me a second before I answer
Woah, pretty bitch up in my texts, think she a dancer
Woah, stab me in the back, she acting like a lancer
Woah, pretty mad, pretty mad, aint got no time for that
Woah, pretty foul, pretty foul, aint got no time for that
Pressure, is it worthless?
All the time spent
Makes me nervous

I said I'm sorry but this hoe never believe in me
Been done all this shit, I'm stackin, never pleased with me
Yuh, how u gon see me out there, u never been outside
Runnin up all my own shit, woah woah, you never will abide
Woah, you better go sell fries
Woah, shh, betta not thell them lies
Woah, you need a better disguise
Woah, you said I never been right

Girl asking me questions, don't know the answer
Bouta give me a second before I answer
Woah, pretty bitch up in my texts, think she a dancer
Woah, stab me in the back, she acting like a lancer
Woah, pretty mad, pretty mad, aint got no time for that
Woah, pretty foul, pretty foul, aint got no time for that
Pressure, is it worthless?
All the time spent
Makes me nervous

[THE END]

pressure.mp3 prod:emogi8519+lustra @donttrustmaey

sounds cooler on acoustic but i dont have an acoustic

shit ass shit but maybe cool also...? what an odd predicament !!

make the call w/ ozzy

This project was started on 10/5/25 11:23.
Total time spent on it: 1 hour 18 minutes.

anyone could make your pay
anyone could die today
anyone could run ur fade
anyone cld punch your face
anyone cld make a K
anyone cld bite ur taste
ik i can do the same
hate the way you look at me
i wish you could fucking leave
i wish i could cop dat piece
i wish you could hear this beat
yea taken jus shot him
we gon run after we see him bleed
no maison margiela
im 2 broke i cannot pay that fee
yea this chain was never free
bro said he gon buy out prada
told him fk it cest la vie
bro said he gon buy out prada
to t t to
if my twin is sliding yk he gon do ts w me
if my twin is sliding then its up
yuh keep that glicky tucked 
yuh keep that glicky tucked 
tryna run u outta luck
i saw 2 bands in my check couldnt stop smiling like im luck
u ain rly bout ts all ur music yea it suck
go up
i shoulda told her wsp
me n @1replay we is lil jits i got fruit juice in my cup
taking that methamphetamine u better not fk that up
tryna build a better me n give no f about the drugs
tryna do what i do he gon bite me like a bug
bro whats the problem u jus hit ur plug
1 bank 10 commas thats nothing jus shrugged
yea its fk all the coppas they get thrown under the bus

anyone (360hundred ravnxo) #afterimage

@raaynen:
You said you really love me for my self is that a lie?
I think about it all night
I think about it all the time
I refuse to love myself, until somebody does it right
And i can’t lie
I’ve been staying up and crying 
Like If I took my life would someone really even care
Wrong place wrong time
You were over being mine And I think it’s sad sometimes, sometimes
And then I do it again I had to go and check my line
I know sometimes I don’t feel alright
I don’t mean to cry
It’s getting harder to try
Someone tell me why
I just wanna die
Is it really my fault
If you didn’t care at all
And it crossed my mind
That I’m not your type
I just wanna shine Could you tell me why?
Feels like I’m running out of time
Could you tell me why?
And I’ve been growing I’m not shy
To speak out my mind

Like where you going? What you doing? Where you been at tonight?
You’re never leaving my mind So let me just tell you why
I can see it in your face when you look me in the eye
You’re looking at me like one day I’m gonna leave you all behind
But secretly I’ve just been waiting for the day I call you mine
I just can’t wait, I just can’t wait to see you every single night
I miss the person that I was but you saw me as someone bright
Sometimes, sometimes I wanna give up and die
(Sometimes, sometimes I just wanna die)
(If I closed my eyes)
(I’d go and see you tonight)

I know sometimes I don’t feel alright
I don’t mean to cry
It’s getting harder to try
Someone tell me why
I just wanna die
Is it really my fault
If you didn’t care at all
And it crossed my mind
That I’m not your type
I just wanna shine Could you tell me why?
Feels like I’m running out of time
Could you tell me why?
And I’ve been growing I’m not shy
To speak out my mind

you made me

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