coast 2 coast

A letter to a friend.
Written and recorded for those that needed to hear.

Lyrics:
You got way too famous
Remember you was aimless
Told me on that call you’d fucking do it then you made it
I’m so fucking proud of you but I can’t even say it
Cuz I’m jealous and I hate it
Bitch I’m jealous and I hate it
Had a talk with the old homies they keep saying that you ain’t shit
I get where they speaking from, I just don’t want face it
Took a blunt I faced it
Took a blunt I face it
Took a blunt I face it
Took a blunt I- damn
You was in my Top 5
Then you in my Top 10
Then you in my Top 5
Treat you like my best friend
Thought you was my best friend
Thought you was my- damn
It’s funny how you meet the wrong people at the right time
Funny how you meet the wrong person say the right line
Used to talk like everyday, now it’s all on your time
Now it’s all on no time
Fuck it now it’s showtime (applause)
Is it the money, or the fame?
Got a brand new car, brand new friends, brand new name
Tried to establish contact but that shit ain’t the same
Ain’t even tell me happy birthday, but miss me everyday?
(you miss me every day)
Does that make any fuckin sense?
But you miss me everyday.
And I’m just one call left away
If I hit the dirt, can you bury me in gravee?

Part 2:

I miss you... I want us to be okay

I strike, you strike, we fall? I fall.
Diamonds dripping on me I got lean up on the Eiffel
I kinda do miss her and at times I do regret it
How she independent?
Got a name up on her pendant
I strike, you strike, we fall? I fall.
Diamonds dripping on me I got-
Yuh, I strike, you strike, we fall? I fall.
Diamonds dripping on me I got
You can move along but don’t move on too far away-
You can move along but don’t move on too far away
Hear it in my voice you can’t see it in my face
Damn I missed my intersection but I had the right of way
Red cola in my cup
Blue pills, green bucks
Black cars, black clothes, black guns, get fucked.
Red cola in my cup
Blue pills, green bucks
Black cars, black clothes, black guns, get fucked.
Need a one way ticket to get out your fucking head
I’m like ### with that tec
Don’t want you I want the check
Don’t want clout I don’t want friends
I don’t need that pain again
Put some money in they mouth they gone switch up to the feds
Fuck
Everything changes and that sucks
Gravee shit
S/o gang s/o @f3arme

im sick of my own friends.

famous; falling (prod. feardorian)

@sanriorose
p. me + @xandror2 + @histarkey

it being both me and kara's bday im so happy to drop this. i never imaged myself being 21 in the first place, i've always thought id die somewhere along the way. working with one of my biggest inspirations has been a key highlight of my entire life. i love you kara, i love you xandro, i love you starkey, i love everyone who has shown me love and those who havent. you all make me who i am. (also happy bday to all the other dec 2 ppls)

i walked out the house
i told my bitch ill b back in a minute
me n my lil white boy straighten u up
i feel like ron simmons
dog niggas
LV bag wit a bomb in it
harmless
me n my league niggas start farmin it
seeds that we planted for more money n more women
that bitch loose as fuck i put a arm in it
that flow was good as fuck so i borrowed it
her head was fye as fuck think she a arsonist

n im still out in gotham im a anarchist
i dont go out too often im too standoffish
walk inside mcmahons office do a dance on it
walk outside his mans office and advance forces
he knew what my plan wasnt but his man bought it
i looked at his man once n put my hand on em
wanna throw his mans off into a damn coffin
ripped out all his glands honest im too damn heartless
if u wanna fuck me baby put the cam on it
if u dont fw the gang then u gon stand on it
wtf is u gon do if the feds on it
if i catch the red n blue lil bitch i ran from it

d0llywood1 - I never believed in myself (bbyazul + xandror2 + histarkey)

motion detectors fear me [okpooka]

think i been thru it all stuff it in my bag tho
ion wna talk ik they gon backdoor
constant paranoia think my heads ab2 blow
like fk
man im stressin
n my brodie rly keep tht fkn weapon
on his side
ion wna talk (i say ts 2 much) bitch im flexin 
i might fk rnd n js teach these boys a lesson

had2 count it up 1 2 3 4 bands in my fkn pocket u aint got nun
n im rly w my bros we js havin fun
im w david in the mall we js cop it up
sike btc no i dnt shop@ the mall n shit
my brodie crashed so i had2 take the fall n shit
i dnt wna b responsible for all ts
i dont wna b responsible for none of ur shit

seems im@ the point of no return
i js want my bread back
labels actin fishy told em ima js go head back
im@ the crib finesse racks frm these hoes
think im fna grow
im w dori im w quinn we walk up in the spot they like oh no
shit 
they dk shit
do this4 a livin but i still cnt trust ts
do this4 my family yk this wht it is
do this4 my team btc u alr kno

i ran outta words
ran outta time
ran outta things2 say
ran outta lines
stuck in my head again think i ran outta time
id do like anything js2 go make them mine
n i did
so i got it
walk up in the party i think im the topic
wonder bout my faith why i evr lost it
wonder bout the hate why they always
why they never stoppin

n we cld all put it2 an end
but i dont evn wna b here 
i dont evn wna b here
i dont evn wna b here
i dont evn wna b here
i dont evn wna be here
i dont evn wna be here
(i cant find my strength n i h8 it
i cant find my words n i h8 it)

id rather do it on my own
ima make 2024 mine tho ig

im trying (litothedon)

funeral + bronclair - rotting (prod. 1o)

Prod @yvesxtc

Lyrics: 
I said “babe give me an answer”
Catch me in the bay posted in Tampa 
Catch me with my gang, soon as I land 
Catch me with that blade I cut yo hand up 
You might need to man up, bruh 
before I go put you on a banner, yuh
I said “no I didn’t plan this” yuh 
But I got my whole fuckin clan goin up, up, up
I wanna talk bout what I see up in my dreams 
Bro there ain’t no in between 
You an enemy or you on my team
pull up to the function everyone knows my name now
shawty acting like she dumb shit
But she giving me the brain now
I’m just tryna fuck that bitch 
You was acting hella strange now
knew that I was going badshit 
Light a blunt feel straight now

I said “babe give me an answer”
Catch me in the bay posted in Tampa 
Catch me with my gang, soon as I land 
Catch me with that blade I cut yo hand up 

I said “babe give me an answer”
Catch me in the bay posted in Tampa 
Catch me with my gang, soon as I land 
Catch me with that blade I cut yo hand up 

You might need to man up, bruh 
before I go put you on a banner, yuh
I said “no I didn’t plan this” yuh 
But I got my whole fuckin clan goin up, up, up
I wanna talk bout what I see up in my dreams 
Bro there ain’t no in between 
You an enemy or you on my team
I know you getting me, do you know what I mean?

tampa bay massacre prod. yvesxtc

kids like us w/ keeta

it’s nothing [https://trenchdog.bandcamp.com/track/its-nothing]

#tormenttir


mae'r stori yn aros yr un fath, 
dim ond y symudiad sydd wedi newid. 
efallai er gwell, efallai er gwaeth. 
law yn llaw, rydym yn parhau i farw.

story of the unknown...

flesh 🩸 #byswys (prod. db808)

prod @starboyrob
cover by @1ure

push up p#ssy

out on all plats

funeral + bronclair - rotting (prod. 1o)

1o

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