Fat Nga Anthem By King Eli

.:alterhuman playlist:.

who tf are u prod.narcix

slight mix from me as well [dj4touch]
srry for no lyrics i lost them :(

snippet:

https://www.tiktok.com/@partywithmypistol/video/7463942605752110366?is_from_webapp=1&sender_device=pc&web_id=7474404706339046955

come hang me if u hate me [xvpreme mix n prod]

mixx: @zincaholic
song: @ubiteswag

lyrics:
wake up look at my calender 
my vision is the haze
its not valentines day 
its another fuckin friday
fuckin hate this day
smoke a blunt watch it fade away
seein all these hearts now its fukn up my hedspace
id rather sit back light my cig on the porch
yall buying chocolate for a bitch u cant afford
yea it aint what it seem yall lookin thru da glass door
she done cheated on u nah dis the girl u fell for
chillin in my room all alone n im playin fort
im tired of these women and the last was a real whore
i would never change for bitch thats what i said b4
imma keep it pushin yea das how i feel
now she fuckin me n memory nah das gon be a kill

[zincmixx] another friday #🗓️ | ubiteswag (quincy hinch) #EERIEVAMPYRZ🩸☯️

Later than ever feat NikohalsTheGreat

blehhh

thx sage ._.

all streaming plats
https://open.spotify.com/track/2xpPCm2oeanIhXfqa2Vf1Z?si=3859620a402b476e
https://music.apple.com/us/album/2-twins-feat-aquic/1799915356?i=1799915358
https://soundcloud.com/partywithhmypistol/2twins-sage?si=16d6d882fe044b6eb848beb2a609d157&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

tiktok snippet:
https://www.tiktok.com/@partywithmypistol/video/7476920476145667359?is_from_webapp=1&sender_device=pc&web_id=7474404706339046955

2twins [sage] *ALL PLATS IN DESC*

dug yo grave (revolc)

lyrics:

She call me baby
They call me crazy
One of kind you cannot replace me 
Hate me, you do not phase me 
Moving like Micheal Jack in the 80s
Lil bitch hit this back in the cedes
I, I, I wanna love you
I was baby, didn’t know shit but I’m giving it lately 
You cannot save me, bottles and bottles i started to change (what?)
Wensday im payed headed straight for the bank
200 cash it was gone the same day (yeah bitch)
Nowadays im having dreams of LA
I just repeated all that yesterday (yeah, fuck)

Hold up, what’s your name
What you know about some money in a briefcase 
I was fucked doing triple on the freeway
Telling myself she don’t love me (talk it)
Was a test so it don’t matter anyways
Looking back that shits all fuzzy (yeah talk, talk)
Oops, you did it again 
You get lil nervous 
hit that pen
You feel malnourished
sleep again
You want to fucking die
What the fuck

Yeah (die, die, die)
Yeah (die, die, die)
Yeah (man she don’t love me)
Yeah (man she don’t love me)

Man she don’t fuck with me
Wouldn’t fuck with me either
I’m a fucking cheater (you’re a cheater!)
I’m a no good douchbag, money leacher 
Old ass gum found on the bleachers (yeah, oh)
Speaking of bleachers, fuck my teachers
And fuck school too Im a fucking genius
Ima stay preaching, tugging on my penis
Fuck yall too till I’m on Fucking genius
Still a kid but if I curse I mean it (yeah)
Guns don’t help when a persons bleeding
Baby If it’s bleeding ima fucking eat it
(Shut the fuck up stop lying!)
This shit do get personal 
I don’t know what ima do if this don’t work at all
Gotta keep it rolling like a fucking bowling ball
I don’t want a girl because I’m scared of broken heart

Straight out the womb, I always knew
I’d make a hit from a screen in my room
Half of my paycheck go straight to my shoes
Whipping in il relie on a Cruze
Living in hell even beggers can’t choose
This the age, it’s war or you lose
Go to the courts with warrior shoes
There’s blood on feet, courier news
Go to the beach find cornier dudes
To me, this is a regular Tuesday
Recently it’s all been doomsday
I don’t care you say
I been stuck in a few places
Hard to wake up for a new day
Left food on my dinner plate
Cus as of late I ain’t been okay
Yeah I sin okay need to Ventilated
Worries been too heavy
Yeah I’ve been through this already
I don’t know where I’ll be heading 
Just make sure I’ll be ready don’t 
Die, die, die, die

This shit do get personal 
I don’t know what ima do if this don’t work at all
Gotta keep it rolling like a fucking bowling ball
I don’t want a girl because I’m scared of broken heart

Straight out the womb, I always knew
I’d make a hit from a screen in my room
Half of my paycheck go straight to my shoes
Whipping in il relie on a Cruze
Living in hell even beggers can’t choose
This the age, it’s war or you lose
Go to the courts with warrior shoes
There’s blood on feet, courier news
Go to the beach find cornier dudes
To me, this is a regular Tuesday
Recently it’s all been doomsday
I don’t care you say
I been stuck in a few places
Hard to wake up for a new day
Left food on my dinner plate
Cus as of late I ain’t been okay
Yeah I sin okay need to Ventilated
Worries been too heavy
Yeah I’ve been through this already
I don’t know where I’ll be heading 
Just make sure I’ll be ready don’t 
Die, die, die, die

I'll Be Ready

Plop

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