Bone collector Prod Utrippin

produced by @dreamno7e
mixed by me

song says meatloaf in the beginning lol
thx dreamnote + good eats for cover art

lyrics:

I’m boutta kill this shit

yea
walk in that shit
can’t move like me
they know that shit
they know woah
thumbing thru shit
Margiela on my garments
Head to toe (woah)
they don’t like me cuz
I make all these hits
and I make dough woah
they don’t like me cuz
diamonds on my body
like a light show
They know I can’t wait
up on that shit I’m tryna
go smoke 
they don’t like 
I can’t wait up for no bitch
I’m in my own zone
(Wah)
No I won’t pick up
leave a message at
the dial tone
(Wah)
Had to lose my way
to make my way it’s hard to make it home
geeking way too fast
I’m way too geeked
I’m off an adderall
they don’t like the
weight I keep right on
the court know how to ball
no I’d never say a name
in court cuz no I never talk
I got all these snakes up
in the garden tryna
cut em off (nah)
now you tryna say
you one of us
boy you not one of us
Optimus prime the way
these blunts roll out
like the autobots

I can’t move at (all)
I can’t move at all
(Talk) hella shit 
but know that
boy just stay in call
you should really go
try to pick yourself
up get a job
(Yeah)
they know when I
step up to the mic
know I’m too hard
(wow)

I been doing this shit
since a child
(wow)
I grew up in this
It’s my life make 
it worth while
(how)
hope when my father
looks at me I make
him proud (wow)
walk into saks 
off the avenue smell like loud
(wow)

pick up the mic
I go wild

pick up the mic
I go wild
Pick up the mic
I go wild
They waking up
to me now
used to look at me
and doubt
yea
look at me now
yea
I work straight til the sun down
I hope you feel the love
I put out
I say
do what you love til it works out
I say
do what you love til it works out
too hard
they show me love when I walk round
Maison Margiela
spend racks then I walk out
I could never fake 
I’m myself I’m no one else
I could never favor no one
but myself now
(woah)

meatloaf

Crash Out [prod. cavitnak + vincentt] #2024

why tf you shown all that fake love 
you betraying me 
you gon get raked up
yea im gon make a million 
capture the feeling 
that is your homeboy that you is killing 
ain’t no one in there that i can trust 
i had to split cuz they ridin the bus
they be telling me i be talking too much 
but that’s what it’s like when you ain’t calling bluffs 
i promised myself imma move outta town 
i know some killers who’d sell me some pounds 
i cannot 
i cannot 
i cannot hold my breath or im gon drown 
i clutch my metal till no rounds 
yea i won’t even make no sounds 

why tf i gotta say sum 
you play with demons 
there’s a chance the devil jus might come 
i throw all my fingers up besides my right thumb 
im doing this music so i can provide some 
this shit like i’m in a movie 
i need that tint so they i know i ain’t moving 
i’ll be done for a min if 12 find my toolie 
i got that faith on my side 
yea i know what im doing 
they didn’t stay for the next year 
now they mad cuz they missing the best year 
i was born different
i got connections 
red cheyenne with the silver etchings 
i dropped the package off like it’s my profession 
they don’t think i’ll make it and i know they bettin 
i don’t reciprocate my own aggression 
that’s my key to this whole succession

drown prod kuru & feardorian

MCMRMS <3 (feat. Novastein) [prod. octo + pouritupsoda + 1glokmane]

@nyli2b

#6 w/ 444jet & occult14
#9 w/ kiryano
#10 w/ occult14
#14 w/ occult14
#15 w/ matariii
#18 w/ noveks
#19 w/ kiryano

february 🎭 @kiryano @444jet @o14 @matariii @noveks

shoutout mack for putting me on to spring breakers
free palestine

spring breakers

spring breakers (prod. cru yk )

froe ,, blushxoxo ,, cru - dont leave *prod. bonxpf*

w/ zoot dawn okayypablo venexxi blxty heroinsick glumboy tarja

start of spring #clips 🎨

Ooo Yeuh (prod slappy and hoodwtch)

Lyrics:

Yeah, chops out
We gon' lay the block out
Ouu, ahh
Hey, ahh
Niggas, they be capped out
20 kills, I done fragged out
New bands touched
Went from Vans to...
Balenciagas on kicks now
Ran up, he get ran down
Body bags, it's a man down
Oh, oh
It's a man down
I just asked my bitch, "Where we standing?"
It ain't working out, wish that I ain't plan shit
Man, I'm running routes, bitch I'm wide receiver
Bad bitch count money now, pop out showing clevage
Heaven, hell like up or down?
Find out when choppa sound
This shit hold 10 rounds, 20 rounds, 30 rounds
Fuck it, 50 rounds
Bitch, it ain't nothing, get 'em gone
Wanted it all along
Bitches wanna see my downfall
Kyn said, "Everytime that she text she ignore"
Hoe got hella coke, she finna blow her nose galore
It was me and Siah in dat cut we tammat some "Oh Lord!"
Years go by, we over
I don't really play the games and shit, oh
I got a fucking life to live
I ain't no damn kid no more
Nigga crashed out 'bout a fucking bitch, caught that nigga cryin' on the floor
How you gon' say you woke? You sleep on me
Niggas be biddin' like Joe, bitch

drown prod kuru & feardorian

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