head 2 the ground (neck deep cover) [prod. saint tomorrow]

Hey there
I know it's hard to feel like I don't care
But I've been dying slowly
I don't want you to be scared
Cause you're the one that kills me
And you kill me so well
And I know you like it too baby
I can just tell
Yeah, I can just tell
When your eyes meet mine
If I fall in love again
I might lose my mind
Cause if I lose you
Imma lose it all
Blacked out
In an empty bathroom stall

Yeah, I woke up fucked up
High from last night
Saw you in my dream
I wish it was real life
I've been burnt out
Broken
With no one by my side
Leave me out to die
But you know I still try

Leave me, bleed me
I just don't care
Hate me, blame me
I know it's not fair
Yeah, I'm crazy
Baby I won't lie
Got too many scars that I can't hide
Got too many cuts and bruises baby
Trust me I've been through it
Treat my heart just like another drug
The way that you abuse it
That's the reason I can't fall in love
You treat me like I'm stupid
You won't find nobody else
To love you like I did
And still do
Try to block you out my brain
But you break through
I can't sleep and I can't eat
When I think of you
Nothing ever feels the same as it used to

Hey there
I know it's hard to feel like I don't care
But I've been dying slowly
I don't want you to be scared
Cause you're the one that kills me
And you kill me so well
And I know you like it too baby
I can just tell
Yeah, I can just tell
When your eyes meet mine
If I fall in love again
I might lose my mind
Cause if I lose you
Imma lose it all
Blacked out
In an empty bathroom stall

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hey there (prod. frevel + 5head)

prod/guitar fats'e

LYRICS
i’ve been feeling like a prick
got no money left to spend
been a lazy piece of shit
creeping closer to the end
this whole industry is wack
all these people make me sick

i’ve been drinking, talking shit
thinking i might call it quits

i’ve been running round in circles
i’ve been trying to get my fix
for a second i was humble
now i’m feeling like a prick
i’ve been paving my own path
and i know that ya'll tapped in

I MIGHT CALL IT QUITS

snow [prod. cutspace]

prod fats'e 

lyrics: 

hit me with the combo then
grieving while it's burning and
madness piles up again
bracing for a triple up
hiding for another month
running from the mourning dove
your paintings hanging on my wall
remembering when i was young
wish i could've said farewell
bracing for a triple up
hiding for another month
running from the mourning dove

i've been searching for the remedy
stuck inside my memories 
stuck inside for weeks 
i'm in my room just pacing endlessly
thought that i'd get wiser but i still feel like i'm 23
my eyes have gotten drier 
now i think i'm numb to everything
colors bleed right off the tapestry
embrace another tragedy 
circling above there's hidden messages i'm yet to see
embrace the raven calling me and pull me close 'till i can't breathe
losing you is proof that maybe i'm not numb to everything

mourning dove

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$Pricey prod juq

New new

Lyrics

Tell me how to do it nah but imma do it my way
Baby back it up and now she park it like a driveway
i’ve been stackin up and now I’m getting paid in five ways
Now im popping bottles every day feel like a friday

Stackin’ up the digits, never missin’ when I pivot
Got the rhythm in my system, now the vision how I live it
Every move precision, got the mission on a replay
I don’t wait for weekends, winnin’ on a weekday

I’ve been ridin’ on a wave, i don’t need no validation
Got the city in my palm, I don’t need no navigation
Every step is elevation, shout out to bation (DB)
I just pull up to the spot i dont need reservations 

I just pulled up on the scene YSR I’m comin clean
I’m just droppin out the lobby and the stick came with a beam
Yeah my money getting longer like im in a limousine
I been laughing to the bank its like im living in a dream

Tell me how to do it nah but imma do it my way
Baby back it up and now she park it like a driveway
i’ve been stackin up and now I’m getting paid in five ways
Now im popping bottles every day feel like a friday

Stackin’ up the digits, never missin’ when I pivot
Got the rhythm in my system, now the vision’s how I live it
Every move precision, got the mission on A replay
I don’t wait for weekends, winnin’ on a weekday
Weekday
Friday
Friday

FRIDAY

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NASA

shinigami x ppgcasper - ghost town [prod. shinjin]

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mgmt.polearm@gmail.com

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