this is so good, everything youve dropped recently, just wow.

prod. me x @cmten
mix & master: @cmten


i put myself through the floor
so i could get a good view
i couldn’t take anymore
i put myself through the floor

feels like i’m chasing a ghost
trying to be like i used to
i hate the quiet the most
when i’m left with my thoughts
alone
a dead swan
collapse and turn in time
turn the key and drift away to sleep

i lose myself in the phone
can’t can’t take the pressure? go mute
until the chaos concludes
a constant problem confused

a constant problem confused
i never knew what to do
but couldn’t reach out to you

color is forced to fade in the face of tragedy

when I’m left With my thoughts
alone
a Dead swan
collapse and turn in time
turn the key and drift away to sleep

dead swan

feeling a world away
in cematary light where i could lay
feel a lil alive maybe one more day
maybe feel the sun for a couple days
but i feel

nothing at all in fact
the feeling alone gives me heart attacks
and tell me whats the point of taking all my time
i wonder if you feel alive
feel alright
coming down

--

bury me
underground.
and i
 
(whats the point of fucking, bury me.)

Bury Me

cavity

chicago

no more movement

lyrics:

fuck NYPD man they can suck my dick
tunnel vision equipped
since i jumped in this bitch
fuck it i got my business straight pause it and let me demonstrate
bitch it's nothing to celebrate fuck them hours you dedicate

put your whole life in it
wrap it up in packages and ship it when they ask for it
bitch i never been wrong once 
and fuck whoever you trust 
keep setting y'all selves up
everybody you love gon' fuck you over eventually
eyes in the back of your head keeping me steady we,
really couldn't do shit 'bout it but keep breathing
check on everybody that's still a part of your team man

i sell my soul and my energy and my memories combined
just to walk back time
do it better get it right
fuck it finish a track and keep it pushing whatever
i get the worst from my people i'm never hoping i see you



darkest room that i been in was me and a hundred people
i can't do nothing about it if y'all decide that i'm evil
tired of feeling see through
feel like you dying?
me too
refuse to spend the rest of my years apologizing so dammit fuck you
i can't be what you want me to be
i'll never spend a hundred years doing something to please
somebody living in my soul blackening heart with disease
and make me feel like i'm nothing because i couldn't believe
that everybody in my corner got intentions that's pure
i seen the track record sour and it's nothing to cure
whatever's left of what my trust was
feelin' i should buck up
if i'm the one that's fucked up
then everybody's fucked son

SOUR [PROD. SKOTSKR]

lyrics:

sue me for all the samples
just wanted someone to listen to me
way to talk without being visible me
and who you see when you look at me not the same
ten toes trippin im victim to every game
admittedly switched up,
when living isn’t enough,
if that wasn’t fucked up,
no pieces for picking up
consider who clean it up ‘for you pull the trigger and tuck
and that fact of that on its own sprout grudges because i’m stuck

im dead wrong
i been it since i jumped on
anxiety eat me up over a phone call
i’m shaking and waking up when the sun isn’t out
can’t remember the last time i tried talking it out
i got old friends,
i used to call my blood
i seen the news about em its twisting inside my gut
might as well be dead how the drugs is eating him up
i don’t wanna see him in person it’s bad enough

i got bottles and cheap distractions bought for comforting me
you not poppin me over instagram you stuck here with me
if you breathing above the dirt and don’t feel lucky to be
then it’s half of me that could feel you but it’s touchy to see
cause its fifty percent of walking on this planet that’s nothing
forty percent on top of that that make you feel something
if part of that make you sick and ninety still didn’t cut it
then it’s ten percent you could love about it made out of money

i’m not the type to talk
unless it’s liquor in me
i’m thanking god for skot
i’m thanking god for beamy
every time that i text him james send it back in a minute
if matt and jack wasn’t with me, ill leave that part omitted
if i ain’t had jay on my team then id be dead already
and kendrick still don’t how much he helped me feel less empty
my dad my biggest fan i love him more than anybody
if i ain’t get you in this verse know that you still my family

OLD FRIENDS [PROD. SKOTSKR]

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GO! (PT. 2) (PROD. FANBOY + 26GIRLS)

lyrics:

worst version of me
couldn’t handle defeat
locked myself in a system i wouldn’t try for a week
only stood on the fact i knew who i wanted to be
lucky no cameras was watching it was nothing to see
i knew for sure it was burning inside my chest and some memories hadn’t left so i made em work for the best
flipped that shit on its head i keep working and still depressed
and the people that step on me end up planting a couple seeds,
defensive mechanism treat you worse than you did me
but still i end up facing the mirror so i couldn’t sleep
still today i wonder if that version of me live
inside somebody head distorting who i really am
it’d be no reason but i’d fix it if i got a chance
for selfish reasons it bothers me nothing more than man

worst version of me
i finally get inside that city i wanted to be
but with my bags and the boxes we packed inside a truck
i kept some pieces of burden to make it hard to breathe
so felt i wasn’t free
and by the time i disintegrated the problem
my hair trigger reaction to go and get another
my quickest guess to why was the pattern giving me comfort
pretend i couldn’t see that complacency drag you under
the state that i was in made it impossible to care
and for my credit then it was helpful for my career
seeing it through my vision and every time i would listen to product that i created on basis of being scared
why would i switch a method that’s feeding me more profit
that’s aside from issues that arise if i confront it
couldn’t break a habit let it turn me into nothing
hoping that i when i finally fast forward i was something


worst version of me 2:33 on the track as you hear me speaking now
i dig through versions of myself and try to figure out
if i’ve been carrying them here and will it burn me down
confusion and doubt
i wonder if who i believed i was would feel proud
or like me in this moment feel he wasn’t allowed
to let the pressure escape
even if only a second you render time into waste
stick to the route
how i’m perceived by the people i keep around me is constantly called into question despite it’s not about me
meet me now and base how you proceed on how you found me
it can’t be unexpected should growing apart happen
keep my feet on the ground in front of me and hope that when i look back at me now i won’t be carrying what’s under me
doors closing i hope i leave you with more purpose
for the chance to look back and be proud, stay on the surface

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