SoundCloud Files Vol. 4

In The End

In The End (Prod. XXX)

No Pulse

a moody guitar melody with a nice rnb style beat drop and ambient vocals

say whats on your mind

prod @isaac-61
mixed/mastered : me hoe


---lyrics---

big racks on me I feel like a bad bitch/
go getcha camera cause im boutta flash em/
if he get talking then we bout to bag em/
get sent to the morgue where the technician tag em/
slide with a glock, save the AR for rainy days/
claim what you not, I got boys sliding to ya place/
he saw some shit, guarantee he ain’t see a face/
just downed a fifth, guarantee I won’t feel the pain/
all of my haters just faces i rearrange, bitch i ain’t basic add flare to my murder/
plaint the walls red, put stain on the curtain/
if there’s too many crosses you can bet imma burn em/
I’ve been dripping so much think my faucet need service/
I got all black attire you can tell when I’m purging/
baby fed up, she said she want the old me/
sorry, that me was a whole different person/
I’m the triple six mastermind/
the motherfucker that is cursed and he’s not divine/
ya fake bitch, make room just move aside/
lx ain’t god he gon rule the gods/
I got too many arrows in my back/
hit me one time and I might fall flat/
yeah I’ll prolly die but just know I’m coming back/
yeah I’m finna die but just know I’m coming back/
coming back for what I’m owed, cause they never wanna show love when you alive/
been a minute since I spoke/
they not gonna listen so might as well just save some time/
still traveling down all these roads/
I can’t believe i made it home without using these signs/
careful wherever you go/
you see the light, close your eyes or you might end up blind/
that’s a flash from the muzzle you know I don’t tussle/
caught you off guard, all ya bros gotta hustle/
came with a play but they left in a huddle/
gotta go figure out a new rebuttal/
cause you not the shit, you not the shit/
im with my dogs and they ain’t gon sit/
Tre got the blick, try not to get hit/
fuck TSA we got too many sticks/
walk em down/
I done lotta shit in talk about/
better be careful don’t fuck around/
fog in the air when I’m in the town/
check that ya children are safe and sound cause no one coming when they get to screaming out/
I’m upping the blick better take a bow/
y’all better wish that i miss these rounds/
or you gon end up in the soul/
testin the oppas friends 1 by 1 just to see who is loyal/
imma turn in the one that I think is gon switch up/
singing in court now the whole plans foiled/
bitch, I’m too good my strap got no recoil I say at the range getting dangerous aim/
one in his stomach left him in a cane, it went and fucked up his back like my nickname bane/
I ain’t going insane cause I’ve been insane, you might be where in from but we are not the same/
tote a gun but you just pumpfakin, you ain’t finna shoot shit cause you scared of the paint/
he can’t even pull up and shoot, rookie ass move/
that bitch he gon die where he lay/
blicky done blew off his shoes, I had him screaming like he was inside of the booth

2025 FREESTYLE [PROD. KXRMX] (LYRICS IN DESC.)

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