I don't need your love
If it's toxic
I don't need my heart
You can have it
You can have it all
Just take it
Take it to the grave
Don't trade it
You can have it all
I don't need it back
I would bleed for you
Yeah I want it bad
Hope you know it's true
Hope you notice that
This the way that i feel
No it's not an act

Yeah it's not a lie
Every time we lock eyes
I feel alive
I was watching stars die
By your side
Swear you got me tongue tied
You don't even try
You don't even try
You don't even try
I don't gotta lie
Looking in your eyes
Like stars in the night
I can help you heal
All scars that you hide
Can you be my light
When it's dark outside
Will you be my guide
Cause I'm lost
Without you
Everything so fake
So brand new
I don't really know where to go
It feels like nowhere's my home

I don't need your love
If it's toxic
I don't need my heart
You can have it
You can have it all
Just take it
Take it to the grave
Don't trade it
You can have it all
I don't need it back
I would bleed for you
Yeah I want it bad
Hope you know it's true
Hope you notice that
This the way that i feel
No it's not an act

spotify

to the grave! (prod. jolst + sor)

IG: luvcronaa 

Lyrics:

I’m so fed up with everyone’s talking.
Gonna blow my head up, 
I feel like a zombie. I call for your name,
But there’s no one there.
When there’s no one to blame,
Then I pull my hair. 

Let me lie on the floor, please don’t open then door.
I’ll be it in a minute, my heart is so sore.
I don’t know what to do, when I’m living 
Without you. I miss your fucking face so much.

I toss and turn all night, thinking bout the 
Feel of your skin. It makes me wonder why,
Wonder why you won’t let me in. 
I’m falling for the way you looked at me then.
I’m stalling. If not now, then I don’t know when. 

I’m chasing, feeling like I’m all out of breath.
While you’re changing, I can see that there’s 
Nothing left of you. Now all that made you perfect 
Has left from you. Now none of it is worth it no more.

ur face [p. crona]

fair game ft keeta [kiriann + fumiko]

lyrics:

i got the weight of the world on my shoulders and i'm getting older
can someone please step on my back?
they don't take me serious when this shit in person
so i'ma get heard with the help of the track
you never needed to help me so when you want credit i feel like i'm under attack
i look like a twat when i break on my story and make it so clear that i blundered and what
i've blundered a lot in my time
keep one eye on the clock, cus the other one drawn to the light
i'm still suicidal, won't put up a fight
she asked if i'm good, i just said quite
i've never been terrified of the night
i know one day that i'll meet my match
i keep a tally on mind, i remember the times where i acted and looked like a twat
can't say i hate it but i hate to think when my thoughts are so loud like a football match
how do i feel 'bout this football match?
i just wanna smoke on that football pack
all of you playin' with balls, i'd be so in the money if i was a football fan
you came in my half and you fucked up the game and my life man
i just want my football back
yeah, i treat 'em like jerks
they wish me the worst in terms of not backing me up
i posted a rant on my story and they all ignored me
don't blame them for crackin' no fucks
you posted a vid online, what a waste of time cus that shit was not crackin' me up
i'm flashin' the bucks, can't make this shit up
got crackers surroundin' me when i'm on bus

i'm bussing a lot, crack open the pot
i'm whippin' that crack, need that money a lot
he said he got cash but he lyin', on god
this shit don't last but i let my life revolve around it
if i get paid then it's not a one off
i'm with your lady, she's noshing me off
i'm with my bro and he's pissin' me off
i'm with your mum and she's topping me off

i'm back in the game, put my life on the shit that i write
cus i coulda died if there wasn't a mic
i put my life in danger, if there's a risk then i don't think twice
lay me to sleep in a manger
come have a chat brother, don't be a stranger
if you need help you can hit my line
it's hard to make cash when at war with your mind
still hard to get past how she wouldn't be mine
i'm tryna quit fags but i bought me a pack and i wallowed in all my self-pity
i need an out, otherwise i'll be shitty
leave that shit tucked in a box like a kitty
i showed my face and they tried to get rid of me
stella, the love of my life
she was killin' me
this shit a joke, like bro, are you kidding me?
i turned this shit into wine cus you pity me
i nearly cracked, ended up on a bridge
now i perform like pretending it's twitch
you'd think i'm off crack by the way that i twitch
i just drank a coffee, i'm bouncing off shit
bro pop an addy, he's tweakin' on it
yeah i was that guy, bust whatever i get

Send my love to Aimer

send my love to aimer (prod. ninewaters)

i wanna be near you

i know i'll never feel again
cuz you think im ignorant 
burnt like a cigarette
i like your temperament baby

i step out my house with the balmain all the way on
3-0 MGs to the dome im boutta be gone
red, red carpet i wanna see us on it
everyday i swear this house is haunted

teeth, teeth!
put money under my pillow
teeth, teeth!
make her eyes roll like 'rillos
teeth, teeth!
im a real big fish you just a minnow
(chomp, the fuck?)
i been countin bands in the tour van rental

(hi, hello)

my boy gon' hit him cuz he don't know better
paid from the show and i go buy a sweater
blow all my money just tryna impress her
(woah)
she typing a blog with capital letters
we got a new trendsetter
kingdom is up and that's just the header

you already know
they're gon buy my merch and then wear all of my clothes
they're always gon tell me that im better on my own
that's a lie
(and then i'll tell them i-)

i wanna be near you

i know i'll never feel again
cuz you think im ignorant 
burnt like a cigarette
i like your temperament baby

i step out my house with the balmain all the way on
3-0 MGs to the dome im boutta be gone
red, red carpet i wanna see us on it
everyday i swear this house is haunted

teeth, teeth!
put money under my pillow
teeth, teeth!
make her eyes roll like 'rillos
teeth, teeth!
im a real big fish you just a minnow
(chomp, the fuck?)
i been countin bands in the tour van rental

Teeth!

lyrics:

big back pockets on protein
i make cash seem seamless
i smoke gas, i'm floating
i'm so hard like peni-
i make money aplenty
i'm a paper demon
i will flex in your face if you let me
i will crashout without a reason
i ball out every season
i pull up and make the weather sunny
you're just my peasants, i lead them
i'm laughing to the bank cus it's funny
big back pockets on protein
pockets so peter griffin
i'll make it out one day, i'm hoping
pockets so homer simpson
big bad wolf, i'm hungry
i just want someone to love me
i just want someone who i can put above me
i just want someone who i think is so lovely
plat IV at making money
laughing to the bank, it's funny
make that money jump like bunny
shit that tastes so sweet like honey
stomach bloated like i'm lucki
tonight we're getting lucky
tonight we're getting fucky
tonight we're getting blackout
my memory's already fuzzy
can you pour me up a drink?
don't care what it is cus i'm not fussy
counting up that chicken
you would think i'm from kentucky

sample: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NpOxmvUlZWU

protein (prod. ninewaters)

History’s a Remix Nobody Clears

Triple X Legendary

i love u <3

lyrics:
she hurt my heart swear the pills make it better
i walk in storms, way i move change the weather
light of the blood moon my skies getting redder
blood on my ones and raf simmons my sweater x2

if you talk down on gang
x gonna wet ya
run out his mouth
he get left on a stretcher
bitch im depressed but im still gonna press ya
im still not cured in my head i got pressure

what the fuck you think you juggin'
what you thought this was
im with my gang
you act an ass then we turn you turn dust
dont fuck with shorty 
if she hit me then that shit a dub
im smoking thrax inside a casket with the flying doves

she hurt my heart swear the pills make it better
i walk in storms, way i move change the weather
light of the blood moon my skies getting redder
blood on my ones and raf simmons my sweater x2

hurt (prod. glossv2)

Your Reality (p. ilyparadise)

Lyrics: https://genius.com/Avit-betteroff-lyrics

Produced by: Skress @skress
Mixed by: OuterSpaceVortex @OuterSpaceVortex
Mastered by: OuterSpaceVortex @OuterSpaceVortex

➠ Instagram: instagram.com/avit69
➠ Youtube: youtube.com/c/AViT69
➠ Streaming Platforms: fanlink.to/AViT69

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Your Reality (p. ilyparadise)

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