with @bappyyass
prod aizeks and sacredeer fka tankgrrrl
cover art by me & also tape soon i promise this time

If I'm cutting on my wrists, then y'know I kept it rigid
Lines straight cut, kept 'em in fucking check like twin sisters, yeah
KSC two times fucking equal, scoring out, listening to The Eagles
Beverly Hill type dream, listening to The-fucking-Dream
O.F. type thing, yeah
Numbers only thing that don't ever mean shit to me
If you rocking with the bros, then you a part of the team, yeah
Shoutout everyone who fuck with me
Shoutout everyone who fuck with me
Throw a mufucking ring up
Feel like '04 Pistons the way they doubted me

If I could rule the world, I'd blow up twitter first
I ain't working with no weirdo, you won't get no fuckin verse
Nazis ain't gon make it far, you better hit 'em where it hurt
Nazis ain't gon make it far, you better hit 'em where it hurt
When Isaac shaved his stache, I cried
They thought that I was hacking, way I win too many times
Why should I give out second chances when they keep on lying?
Fool me once you could never fool me twice bitch, nice try
Yeah, my man a Mexican and he throw that ass for me
Chase the bag, I'm flexican, I run like an athlete
Pussy nerd be talking shit, you get popped like acne
Love myself more than I love you, bitch I know you bad for me

Yeah, yeah, baby when we hold hands, do you feel the same?
I could put you on a plane, take you out your ways
Put you on a Beverly Hill flight, yeah today
Stop playing with my emotions, I don't wanna get you wrong
If I'm counting cash, then y'know I'm getting motion
With KSC, all the bros, that's the notion
And we taking over the nation
You already know how much I cherish our relation
All I ever do is think about you, no exaggeration
Fuck your boyfriend, come and get with me
I'm the better man, no fabricating
Why would I ever lie to you?
Why would I lie ever to you?
Why would I ever lie to you?

If I'm cutting on my wrists, then y'know I kept it rigid
Lines straight cut, kept 'em in fucking check like twin sisters, yeah
KSC two times fucking equal, scoring out, listening to The Eagles
Beverly Hill type dream, listening to The-fucking-Dream
O.F. type thing, yeah
Numbers only thing that don't ever mean shit to me
If you rocking with the bros, then you a part of the team, yeah
Shoutout everyone who fuck with me
Shoutout everyone who fuck with me
Throw a mufucking ring up
Feel like '04 Pistons the way they doubted me

Platforms

Beverly Hills W Bappy Prod Aizeks Sacredeer

in da clurb freestyle (fivefingersnoah)

Hi,
Welcome to the world this is your life
You can get to know me for the night
I'm only really here to shine a light 
On that which is already in your sight

I should've known better than to try
Pulling out the truth from every lie
All I need to know is in your eyes
You always look it even if you never cry

My walls are made of glass so you could see through
I'll never know what it is like to be you
Only for an hour could I keep you
Sunlight on your skin it wants to see you

How,
Did I get so far off track?
I hear the words you speak behind my back
Craving the abundance which you lack
Maybe it was just way the act

Everybody knows that I'm absurd
It doesn't mean a thing from what I've heard
I'm honestly at fault and self assured
I never put much thought into my words

Speaking from the ego and it hurts
Tell me why the eagle leaves its perch
Tell me what's the answer that you search for?
And why you couldn't find it on the first floor

I should've known better than to try
Pulling out the truth from every lie
I'm only really here to shine a light
On that which is already in your sight

My walls are made of glass so you could see through
I'll never know what it is like to be you
Only for an hour could I keep you
Sunlight on your skin it wants to see you

My walls are made of glass so you could see through
Sunlight on your skin it wants to see you

my walls are made of glass

Everything's Okay, Right? If I change my mindset
I know I have a heart I just can't seem to find it
Attachment to the shame always keeps me crying
And the people who should feel it the most, never even tried it

But who am I to judge anyone?
We're all just creatures under the same sun
I can't help but to notice how some of us
Make the others run under bombs and guns
Who am I to judge?
Who am I to judge?

I wish I was a dog in doggy-dog world
But it's a dog eat dog world so I've heard
Sisters won't you sing like you did when you were girls
I should've kept you save from everyone who hurts

But who am I to judge?
Who am I to judge?
The narcissistic feens
Sociopathic demons
The liars and elites
The pedophiles and creeps
The rat race through the streets
The racists and police
The liberals claiming peace
Making us believe
That everything's okay, right?
It's all inside my brain now if you say so
Everything's okay, right?
It's issues with my brain now if you say so

Who am I to judge anyone?
We're all just creatures under the same sun
Who am I to judge?
Who am I to judge?
The narcissistic feens
Sociopathic demons
Stepping in between us
Making us believe
That everything's okay, right?
Everything's okay, right?

who am i to judge?

All I feel is peace with you my dear
The sound of your breath is music to my ear
Must be magic, making you appear
Whether we're together, forever I'll be right here

Stick around honey we'll be alright
Stick around sugar plum, one more night
Stick around honey we'll be alright
Stick around sugar plum, one more night

Stick around sugar plum flytrap made of glue
Can't you see I'm already a part of you
Stumped by you but there's nothing to confuse
I step into your life gum underneath your shoes
Stick around honey if that's really what you choose
All I feel is peace and shades of blue 
Stick around honey I wanna be with you

Stick around honey we'll be alright
Stick around sugar plum, one more night
Stick around honey we'll be alright
Stick around sugar plum, one more night

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