i never meant to hurt you

i never meant to-


right in front my eyes,
see them come alive.
see them fall for you.
see them fall to you. 


i never meant to hurt you.
i never meant to hurt you. 

but like her, i've

gone, gone, gone, gone away

gone, gone, gone, gone away

gone away (forever)
gone away (forever)
gone away (forever) 

right in front my eyes
see them come alive...
see them fall to you.
see them fall to you.

føręvęr

"I love this babe! Its so dreamyyy"
So anyways shes out of the picture. New shit dropping next week. 

Lyrics:

I dont understand
where im goin with myself

i dont get it
where youre going without my help

i dont get it
i dont get it 
i dont get it
i dont get it
no-

i dont get it
youre calling my phone
then the next day you gonna run back home
but youre not in my arms,
so where is home?
where is youth
where did we go

all up in the mist
ive been faded away because im faded from the mist

i can feel all the smoke hitting on my brain
plus the perc 30 
so i can forget what your name is

our memories they're going blanked
i feel at peace
when i forget (what her name is)
what? where am i now?
im feeling great
i feel safe all with my sell
but i feel lonely

where are u now

my highs worn off so im low
im down
im downed without you

4am freestyle

Lyrics:

what are you waiting for? right now-

ACT I. "HUNGR"

we're going down...
sipping to feel.

gone to another space...
another realm.

Another realm, 
like with your b****...
we in another room

poppin' z's
cause i don't catch enough

off no z's,
we finna ride at high noon

skrt no Z's, skirting heaters in the mink
Sensing her creeping up on me whereever I go
Swear to God, she heat seeker,
she's never gonna leave.

See this soul demeanor, shadows following me...

revenge. (is sweet), (accept it).



ACT II. "HURT PPL HURT PPL"


I like how it feels
For you to come around

I like how it feels
May God take from my crown

Popping a pill
I'll rip her heart right out

Im one on and still
I dont wanna talk right now 

How does it feel?

HOW DOES IT FEEL

lyrics:

top down
running through angels
feeling like im on some shabba ranks

top down....
whether its her or the maybach
both look good parked next to the lake

whatchu think?
nevermind ion whatchu think
like- 
how the fuck imma break the bank
over a no name?

ion care. 
fuck bout what you think.

telling your friends and your next-es
might call saul to unlibel my name

a spartan enraged in a cage
let me loose, 
fuck around and watch me rip out the lions mane

she heavy breathin when doin her thing.

astronaut without a tank--
floating up in my space

fourth time, tell her fuck out my face
fourth time (now) fifth time... out my face.

you just make me so angry...
you just make me so angry...
you just make me so angry b*tch.

fuck bout what you think. 
ion care.

top of cherry hill meditating,
and this b*tch still won't leave me be
(top of cherry hill)

Smoking on some fairtytale,
these nightmares,
they gon bring me peace.

top of cherry hill, meditating
and this b*tch still won't leave me be.
(smoking on sum fairytale)

ion care

Lyrics:

I dont understand
where im goin with myself

i dont get it
where youre going without my help

i dont get it
i dont get it 
i dont get it
i dont get it
no-

i dont get it
youre calling my phone
then the next day you gonna run back home
but youre not in my arms,
so where is home?
where is youth
where did we go

all up in the mist
ive been faded away because im faded from the mist

i can feel all the smoke hitting on my brain
plus the perc 30 
so i can forget what your name is

our memories they're going blanked
i feel at peace
when i forget (what her name is)
what? where am i now?
im feeling great
i feel safe when all by myself
but aw shit i feel lonely

where are u now

my highs worn off so im low
im down
im downed without you

4am freestyle (slowed x reverbed)

Lyrics:

Paper thin and paper weight,
Course she wants what's on my plate.
I'm impatient, I don't wait, 
Dusse by the ounce, or 8.

3.5 right to the face,
this Tyson punch taste marmalade...

3.5 right to the face,
this Tyson punch taste marmalade!

Pack it up.
This b*tch need to go. 
Need to go?
This b*tch need to go, like
Pack it up.
This b*tch need to go. 
Need to go, this b*tch need to go...



On some Action Jackson
All these plots against me (ok ok
I dont know shit about music
I just know shit about weed (ok ok)

Swear she's asthmatic 
spare her breath of apologies (damn)

Kick her to the curb
her home is the streets

Bombay? yessir
Fully loaded? Yessir
Want some war? Then let them hurt
(want some war, then let them hurt)



Paper thin and paper weight,
Course she wants what's on my plate.
I'm impatient, I don't wait,
Dusse by the ounce, or 8.

3.5 right to the face,
this Tyson punch taste marmalade...

3.5 right to the face,
this Tyson punch taste marmalade!

Pack it up.
This b*tch need to go. 
Need to go?
This b*tch need to go, like
Pack it up.
This b*tch need to go. 
Need to go, this b*tch need to go...

MARMALADE

OTD. This one Off The Drank.

Lyrics:

what are you waiting for? right now-

ACT I. "HUNGR"

we're going down...
sipping to feel.

gone to another space...
another realm.

Another realm, 
like with your b****...
we in another room

poppin' z's
cause i don't catch enough

off no z's,
we finna ride at high noon

skrt no Z's, skirting heaters in the mink
Sensing her creeping up on me whereever I go
Swear to God, she heat seeker,
she's never gonna leave.

See this soul demeanor, shadows following me...

revenge. (is sweet), (accept it).



ACT II. "HURT PPL HURT PPL"


I like how it feels
For you to come around

I like how it feels
May God take from my crown

Popping a pill
I'll rip her heart right out

Im one on and still
I dont wanna talk right now 

How does it feel?

HOW DOES IT FEEL (slowed x reverbed)

LYRICS:

ACT I. "HEADACHES & SXX"

Spinning all these records,
Feeling like the records' in my head.
Scratching back the vinyl
like I didn't hear a word she said.

I'm still not gon listen...

She say we 50-50 but she still gone split the check

I'm not talking bout checks...

(cause) she a fighter,
Like matador, rider.

Pax feeling popstar.
I'll leave her just like I left my friends.

F*ckn no regrets.

Without you, I'd be dead
But for you,
I'd take a bullet to the chest
But for you... maybe to the head
I haven't decided yet.

Without you, I'd be dead
But for you,
I'd take a bullet to the chest
But for you... maybe to the head
I haven't decided yet.

ACT II. "HER OR THE CASH... I PLEAD IGNORANCE."

Without you, I'd be dead
But for you,
I'd take a bullet to the chest
But for you... maybe to the head
I haven't decided yet.

Without you, I'd be dead
But for you,
I'd take a bullet to the chest
But for you... maybe to the head
This that "end all be all,"
til there's nothing left.

This that "end all be all,"
til there's nothing left.

This that "end all be all,"
til there's nothing left.

This that "end all be all,"
til there's nothing left.

This that "end all be all,"
til there's nothing,
til there's nothing left.

(she's so forgetful, all she does is let go. guess i learned from the best).

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