New Music Mix

Swag Surfin'

Big Lucky

Rats

Dear Hollywood

DEFENSELESS

*LYRICS 

are you up to something
she saw the ground erupting
if I could paint you in a picture
it’d amount to nothing

I’ve been up to something
shit ain’t good to do
I could turn up off the Molly
just to get to you
just to get to you

cop an attitude
I can’t find a fucking reason
to stay mad at you
if I’m mad at you
then I’m mad at me
bitch you got me
fall is back
we’re popping apple seeds

music paying off
drugs are paying off
let’s talk about the money
bitch I paid you off

I thank god I had this music
when I lost my mind
but the drugs, you be confusing
with my mental frost

we’re popping apple seeds
we’re planting allee trees
took the camera out my room
so she ain’t mad at me

ain’t talking blasphemy
I put that on god
I work harder
god I’m smarter
bitch I am my job

she’s getting high with me
we planted apple trees

Rats

Peter McPoland