Lyrics:

feeling like I'm back in form 
Found my balance in new balances 
Come get the casket for em 
This shit gets deep these days
Valiance seems to fade 
Valiantly I come taxing the fiends
When I hit the scenes
Scraight blasting ya team
Wit love and kindness
They don't show much of that these days
I remember back then, couldn't wait for the freeze frame 
Moving too fast I was praying for delays 
And replays of stupid moments 
That I could learn from 
Instead of doing that a nigga sat that and burned some
Trying to relax 
But didn't think that's earned nun 
Of those moments 
Im on a journey still seeking atonement 
Battling my mind in it's coliseum whilst I'm roaming on dime
I'm just trynna see if 
I'm wasting my time 
Home don't feel like home no more
It's hard to find 
If a - leaving
Since it's hard to fucking stay
If you don't have yo reasons

Routine

Lyrics:

I ain't get no bitches but the dogs on me now 
I ain't into triggers but cigars on speeddail 
If you want the smoke 
Been a fiend on nicotine 
been trynna to drop these jewls (juuls) 
Niggas not listening 
You aint got a pot to piss
I ain't got a lot to miss 
We'd (weed) probably make the perfect pair 
You can hear us in the air
Loud as a parade that Macy's made
Come fuck with the shade
They throw a lot of that these days
*Pause* 
I'm feeling like an actor paid a meager wage
Acting like i ain't enraged
These songs kept most the stress away 
Or should I say it kept me from the edge
That stress built any way 
Should I jump?
Take the plunge? 
Or work til I feel good enough
Just a chump
Looking for some change 

Heard of anything that could take away the pain?

What's the sense in washing off the rain 

When it's helping camouflage my tears 

Where the fuck is home if it ain't here 

looking for some Change

How the fuck I am suppose combat all the lows

I ain't got a coat to block this cold 

It'd be helpful if you'd let me know 

Why the fuck I'm here to be disposed 

Oh you feel exposed now 
like hoes that got flown out 
I'm blowing this hoe down

get a feel for it 
I been in the field for it
I ran, I'm the real forest
I leave my whole soul on the track 
the shoes made me 
Pounce like a puma in the jungle if the tomb gaze deep 
At my soul, hazy the maze keep the bois feet on its toes
The grim reap at my door
Come to reap what I sowed 
And I've sown a lot
Like smoker that have blown alot

Dreams

Lyrics: 

More change for me supposedly
Suppose to be
Making cents
To pay the rent
But mostly spent on groceries
I came and went
Depression came in droves and took out most of me 
Damned

Where my grandmama?

That was  my first love
I got the worst of losing my other half 
But She getting rest now
And I'm getting pressed now 
Nigga we need a bag 
Show me we taught something
Don't tell me it's all for nothing 
Boi I ain't learned shit
'Cept that it is what is 
And they won't give a fuck bout my kids 
So I did what did 
I admit it

Fell off, I'll be back in a minute 
Hell's soft,  broke my fall when I finished 
Leave me with my dogs in the clinic 

Roadrunner I can see how the lows hunt ya 
That's a bitch and half 
Cause these be some cold summer 
That Leaky lil pole pump ya 
They be after yo rags

So down bad that imma that shit back 
Blow his back out with the whole fucking mag 
Til I'm blacked out in the back of cab
With the cash that I stole from yo ass 
Bitch

GRIT

Lyrics:

That boy been a lightpost 
Vilify my vanilla sky
And then lionize all my doubts
Hopes never got the chance to thrive 
In my mind 
On my mind 
I gotta lot to fix, 
I want a home
I gotta plot the bricks 
Need a pot to piss 

And to plant my seeds 
Aint none that shit got Ran by me 
So we ain't cool
This shit just heat 
You can feel the resentment in the breeze 
I can still feel your hand slapping my cheek
I still see grams resting at my feet 
I see myself resting wit her these days 
As the mess i make gets worse I pray 
The mess gets worse I pray 

Bitch
I'm getting lost in the mix
I'm getting lost in hur lips with the gloss
As it pops when she talk 
I could offer this
Heart I kept locked in a box 
For the longest 
Mmm
I kept my distant the furthest 
I thought it made me the strongest 
Now I just feel like a Martian 
Sit here stuck in my apartment

2 sides Same coin

txkn102:
Come and fuck with the kid if you never lived 
I stick it in and turn her on, no car keys 
I’m her medicine, her heart beats to the drums, the thumps hit like the sediment 
calm cool collected 
You that I’m in element 
Hella hoes
Presidential flows 
The money elephant 
I remember ever detail 
Down to irrelevant
Catch me in that retail 
Checking the price of tags 
If we sail, won’t we look nice in that 
Wind in my sails I’m fighting back 
Fighting for it 

txkn105:
I fuck with her clothes 
I fucked up my nose
Diving deep 
You know I-
don't fuck you and can’t be with out ya
I hear them talking about us
Pepe le pew pop at you put the power 
To it 
Let get into intuitive thoughts got me thinking aye who is them? 
They never ate my table, told tales of fable, you faking I know it friend 
You want the haze 
But you stuck in maze
You can’t get to it 
This smoke ain’t every one every strain put the pain away like carry ons 
When this high 
Fuck keeping it plane
When I am this fly 
Put seasoning on my wings every time I slide
Can’t wait til I get me a range 
Bad bitch In passenger 
Ex acting strange 
ash had to capture her 
Gave him the cash while I pocket the brain 

I’m grilling them boi like it’s bennehanas 
You can’t handle the heat then get out the sauna
Being honest 
You barely could handle the truth 
Being told 
You think you let loose
But I still kept control 
You still acting 
 Real niggas still feel opposed
 I’m curling her toes
 She iron my clothes 
I think it’s fantastic 
still strings attached 
Like a fucking yo-yo

txkn97:
Ease ya nerves I’m tittering off this dirty water I seen Jesus stir 
You can’t be to loud round me need a 
First 
Damn I meant a fifth 
You see how I’m slurred
I’m leaving like seasons 
And dropping these jewels 
Like a habit 
I see that you hurt 
Peep the lesson in between my words
Fore you reach the hearse 
I’m 

txkn100:
Life feel like suicide
Everything here for me been do or die
Scrutinized if you ain’t destined for them suit and ties 

Let’s keep it brief
Fuck a day to day basis
 I’m already outta ya reach 
 Countless counted the count drac’s
 Fangs sinking deep in they faces 
 Rebuking relaying our pain, since it still stains the streets 
Please, let ‘em off the leash 
These blood suckers 
Motherfucker
Always want piece 
Prefer to preach the love at least
But turnin the other cheek 
Don’t sound like love to me 

And really that asinine
I seen that you after mine 
No happily ever after if we both involved 
If you ain’t dead I ain’t satisfied 
Satisfactory behavior from yo side
Won’t do shit for mine after all 
You was acting tall 
I’m keeping tallies 
Totalitarians ass niggas 
That peaked at valleys 
all for airing them out
Tearing them up 
I’m in the precinct ducking the phalanx 
That ran amuck 
Amongst the working class 
I had to work my ass off 
To cop this Burkin bag 
For my bitch 
Preform and multiply til multimillionaire 
My kids gon know the tricks 
Ins and out, we boasting yeah 
Been on top, I’m posted here 
We supposed to be 
The main proponents
Ain’t no body close to me

txkn106:
So many bodies left outside 
Left outcries 
On the steps where you slept 
Im messed up guy 
You got some blessed up thighs 
Can I slide
choose to put the moves on you 
Don’t act a fool, you got plenty dudes on you 
I know you know 
You see a Nigga macing
Gave previews of sliding out and then back in 
Can I blow yo back in 
I peeped you from back then 
Hit you with sax
no reaction 
You must not like jazz 
Pussy passed on him
Called me pussy 
Then I spazzed on em 
I popped Jill off the jack 
Took the cash from em 
Imma run the hills from this point 
Better wish em well 
In this tale, at this point 
My Authors sword, gon write them off in mere minutes 
Had em IVs  I seen that their finished 
None them like me I be a fucking menace 
Menacing in a tinted whip 
Seen we ain’t synonyms

Shrink

Shrink 2

This pad been my therapist, this bitch been my type, this music my vice, my pen, my pair of lips 
gets me through the night
Alright (delay) 

I’m living like Larry is
Downing this water that’s clearer than Claritin 
Brought in some Marilyn 
That white(delay)

My temper is thick as the tips of them pencils is  
Show em no love this ain’t wembolden 
But run the score up bring a win for twin 
Right(alright)

Fly as the fuck bitch 
What you talking bout
you seen the drip,
Seen how I make his bitch switch 
Dropping the top off the whip
Aye 


Fuck wit me
Get up wit me
I been 

Deep in a pit 
Loosing my footing
I’m Reeking like piss
Starving for days 
I Ain’t eating for shit 
Obviously 
No one been feeding the kid
I’m gone

Pick of the litter
Lost in the meadow they calling the ghetto 
I’m wishing my niggas
Making it out of the ville 
Ebt babies for real
Bet baby the hills 
Is what I be dreaming of still 
Need me a lil 
Something in which I can feel 
I’m thinking a couple of millls

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Smouldering from underneath
Just cold shoulders, nothing sweet
Grown older 
none the wiser 
Hold my soul sunder the 
Very sea 
Realign the
piece of me 
My other side
My frequency 
Is low for appearances 
You ain’t seen me some in years it been 
Padded locks 
Never stopped 
Clocking in 
On the dot 
Ask the fox
I’m sly as hell
Slipped thru cracks
And to the top
I made my plot
Im living well 

Aye!
 *wait a sec* Now that I’m back in the crib 
I haaaad to admit 
There’s no place to go
No place like home so I’m tapping my heels with the dogs on them still 
way baaacck as a kid
I spent my time in the dirt 
Whether we rewind or reverse 
My pedigree aligned with the worst 
Ahead of me is moms with a shirt
Read tween the lines of the verse 

Now you know 
Either carried away or dragged to the gates 
Never late 
You Could place me at home 
It’d all be the same
Kind of pain 
In the rain I feel sane
I’m
not alone 
Least not in the sentiment 
We could get intimate 
Don’t be intimidated by my timidness 
Attentive 
Moving my penmanship across the waves of the page 
I learned to burn the sage
‘Specially away with the hate 
Can’t face it I’m falling my calling never did seem to remember my name 
No fortune or fame 
For the dogs who put paws on the game 
For the dogs who it gave all to the game
No one calling our names put it all in our fangs 

My super hero
Threw her cape away 

These old cartoons don’t even hit the same

Old friends go by different names now

Mama swear I’m her same child 

If only she knew how fickle I became 
While in the field 

Oh these Dog days hitting for real 

I made it out the fucking ville 

phil, the view of the hills is beautiful still 

You opened doors, closed previous ones to the morgue 

Still I get chills from before, them thoughts never left

My very success what I offer death

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Ma give me some time
I’ll bleed buckets and cry rivers
My sweat build a shine
On the kingdom that you wanted 
I’ll make it alive 
Through the thick the fire 
Brimstones, pickets and signs
I’m top pick of the line 
Come take yo pick and get yo fix
I know I’m mixin mine
Twisted n drowsy 
If I ain’t doozin off it’s up for yos 
Russian to the stroganoff 
Straight beef between me and my foes 
Always 10 toes blow the indo so it hit the breeze 
Letting up the window for my kinfolk 
They can hit the leaf 
Spirit guide me closer to some closure I won’t intervene 
The rites to life’s passages take some hurting
Paid the price in full 
There ain’t no deserting, pull the curtains and you’ll see the stage 
We always performing perfect the puppets pull 

Geppetto, just ain’t letting it go 
Strung along so long and therefore from a mountain to a pebble
It’s a play, on the grounds that you can act 
finna lay 
Like babies that’s in the crib no Similac on my bib 
Been big billy chasing, couch cushions acted as my pig 
Banking on my rivals fall
Addicted to the thrills, withdrawals
Come and go like ebb and flow 
Consistent in my inconsistency 
In my seeing y’all I’m ghost  
Like Danny the phantom toast
Been crashed it, the Lenz Fabric, you ain’t seeing much, my friends static, been had it with me, we ain’t in touch 
I live lavish, least I’m planning to when I get enough 
Fuck

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GRIT

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