-HIGH FEELINGS (feat. Coma & Psycluc)(beat by ADELSO)

who would’ve thought, I came here alone, I’m not into clubs
shots of patron, I’m all on my phone, not looking for love
you in the zone, you look right at home, I pick you apart
sleeve under heart, lil shorty a star, proscenium arch

I don’t follow trends, won’t be one of them, that’s hawking you down
the music is loud, you know all the words, you don’t make a sound
that’s funnier now, because nowadays, there’s no joking round,
cause you get to choose, the words that you hear, that come out my mouth

I don’t know what that is about
you not the same, I figured you out

used to think I was the frame, the picture you painted, scribbled me out

we was on some nickname shit, these days I just call you your government

it’s easier then to discuss where and when’s, and why I’m the one you stopped fucking with

I can’t hold you down, I know it’s scary to think of me, as the one that let you down
sick to my stomach,
all’s not lost, you’re in good health
but you can’t love nobody, you don’t love yourself
sick to my stomach

Not tryna blow up your spot
why do it feel like we need to separated just to give this shit all that we got
you swore to god that you didn’t need nothing but nothing from me is the part you forgot
you fucking somebody, I swear that I’m happy for you but why you had to make me the opp to do it
just spare the semantics, I know the answer, you treat this shit like a toy
soon as you happy, cool, soon as you not, you start filling voids
you said that we can be friends, like we made amends, that shit was the coy
now you don’t got time for no men in your life, but what about time for the boy

sik 2 my shtummy

keep it a g,
man you niggas don’t get no rep
You hug the block and break your necks to chase a check, then chase a bitch in hopes to get the lame respect from niggas doing the same shit as you

keep a buck, I was going hard to fill your shoes, always wanted to be the careless dude, in every barber shop, I mean them motherfuckas loved my pops, I always felt like he could do no wrong, they cut my hair, exchanged no funds, as far as I could see

They burn my neck, I didn’t flinch, I hope he proud of me
Deli looked me in my eyes, when the cape would get untied, said I’d be a better man than my father be
Popsie punch me in my chest and said I better not cry,
mama picked me up at 6, saw the crust around my eye
asked what happened, looked at her like “don’t interrogate the guys”
she was well within her right
They like
“him gwan be alright, him a boss mon, big mon, dat a muma bwoy”

muma bwoy

Way 2 Lit (ft. TrimVegas)

Phantom (Feat. K4$T!N & Evan-B)

All Red

Prada (Prod Rockyy)

DID IT TODAY (Ft. Trim Vegas)

Function

Couleur Saphyr

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Way 2 Lit (ft. TrimVegas)

coma