Rough boi.wav

Mom was right, all the crimes
All the cries on my mind 
Bombs at night turn you to the hollow type 
Roaming through the crossroads it’s a war inside 
Wanda Sprite got me floating through the cosmos 
What I’m on tho got me hostile
Only god knows what I’m drawn to, so, for real 
Imma cop those for the lost bros 
Head honcho once I’m on, hoe, I can’t stop, no 
Disktray be the motherfuckin prod, hoe 
We gon make it where we long to
At the tippy top with the pot smoke
She don’t want me so I got to 
Give me a second it’s a lot to jot thru

Bust through her jaw open like a pothole 
Look like vatos hit that shot with a long scope 
Got the drop, roll it, hotbox the Honda 
On the hunt for hella guap where the Hundos?
Bloody blunts OP look like Bella Swan’s roll
Got the length, she got the width, maximize the highs volume 
Yeah fuck you, yea, all you 
Doubt the kid I vow you never doubt shit again 
Lips is read, now we agree I hit that on the head
This bitch is bad, lips thick she giving busy head 
Too high on stiizy left that bitch on read
DND I think I green’d again 
I’m here, I fear I hear your screams up in my head

DISKTRAY, HOLLOW - DND >>LYRICS IN DESC.<<

prod. johnny808

you see it fall down, fall down again
ain't no way back now we just pretend 
that it's alright like nothing changed 
cold winter nights just keep me sane
i be thinking back on everything 
wish it all could be the same 

and i would say it's all alright just to ease your mind
and i ain't even called back yet cause i'm still drunk all the time
so what the fuck do i do when i can't seem to kick this i keep trying to quit it but i fail and i think of you 

you see it fall down, fall down again
ain't no way back now we just pretend 
that it's alright like nothing changed 
cold winter nights just keep me sane
i be thinking back on everything 
wish it all could be the same

first few pages (prod. johnny808)

prod. michael harrison

tell me if it's all just a waste of time
2am outside by myself 
think about it all again 
and everything that i wish i could change

i can't stop overthinking
i can't stop over stressing 
every day body aching
never learn my lesson 
tell what it's going take this time
tell me what it's going take

you see the surface 
not what's underneath 
i smell the smoke through the debris 
and i can barely fucking breathe
its always got a hold on me 

tell me if it's all just a waste of time
2am outside by myself 
think about it all again 
and everything that i wish i could change

irrational maintenance (prod. michael harrison)

prod. michael harrison

maybe for once i could stop it 
maybe this time i don't have the option 
up for two nights i'm so exhausted 
inside this room i'm losing my mind

don't tell me i'm wrong ignoring caution 
i know all my faults
i'm so fucking nauseous 

can't remove myself from the equation
cause someone please tell me what's taking 
so long
i can't find my home but i feel 
something just don't feel right 
so sick of staying inside 
always rendered helpless 
my grief eats me alive 

maybe for once i could stop it 
maybe this time i don't have the option 
up for two nights i'm so exhausted 
inside this room i'm losing my mind

for once (prod. michael harrison)

prod mix master @93feetofsmoke
feat. @thornskin

lyrics:
8ball outside the bar
baby i don't wanna 
do this again
she gotta mouth
just like a gun
boutta make 
my finger
fucking slip
huh..
and im fucking sick 
all the bullshit
im putting inside my head
huh
n ill fucking wait
all night
praying you don't 
wake up dead
huh
well whats the difference
between me and you?
it don't make sense
well whats the way
you want this world
to fucking end?
i met the devil last night
her name was heroin
and i see hell in your eyes
when you get dope sick

thornskin:

and im just running away from the pain, i
really like to drink til it all feels the same, i
blackout, migraine 
my head keeps spinning
everything is sideways
i hit flat ground, fall on my face
i wont go out, im too ashamed like

hiding pills in your purse
had a panic attack and you're making it worse
paranoid, shut down
don't believe in the earth
i arrive in a coup, and i leave in a hearse

93:
8ball outside the bar
baby i don't wanna 
do this again
she gotta mouth
just like a gun
boutta make 
my finger
fucking slip

i met the devil last night
her name was heroin
and i see hell in your eyes
when you get dope sick

i met the devil last night

i met the devil last night (ft. thornskin)

prod. eyesluvsu x fonkyfake 

ft. https://soundcloud.com/notshivers

brickhouses (ft. shivers)

i got swaggggg ayeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

prod mix master by me

I GOT SWAG

midnight

i can't decide

would (prod. Flower)

let your fear drive you.

Email: phobia1820@gmail.com

would (prod. Flower)

phobia

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