venus fly trap

SCRAPYARD I

A LA CARTE

the cake is a lie

GUIDE DOG

stop calling my bluff if you wanna make ammends

WAY TOO MANY FRIENDS

WHATS IT TO HIM?

prod me + tsuyunoshi
written by me + 47negus


Grips all over my hands
I ain’t never been south france 
But I did Paris 
Never set foot in Georgia
But I got a couple of friends
On who I depend 
Remember I ain’t rolled no doja
The vodka was making me slim
Been upping my sins
“You just a clone”, boy shut up
Half of you goofy ass niggas can’t do what I did
Shit ain’t really feeling like home
I just put that on the list of the places I been
I ain’t been in love in a minute
So I wouldn’t know what this is 
She’s so
Be mine for the day
Miso
Take a bite off my plate 
Ego
I know I got a lot of 
So thinking that you think you winning gon drive me insane 

I know you speaking my language but I’m tryna make an exchange 
Don’t wanna go back to the place that I come from
I left cuz it’s nothin that’s making me stay
I got a couple that stay down on the east 
and thats really my family we talk everyday
I got a couple, stay down in the West but it’s really my twin that got me to this place 

I had a couple of drinks at this party that really ain’t shit cuz I how to hang 
I think we talked for a couple of hours cuz we be the only from out of the way

then I think it was
maybe it was that one time
At that lil spot by the 8 line
Yeah
We was out drinking cheap wine
And you only told me this one line 
Yeah
“I used to think we should date” 
I said “you lying”
You said you thought it’s a matter of time
funny how shit go that way


I don’t be feigning this lack of attraction I just think I don’t want you to knowing my brain
I don’t like measuring little reactions cuz I don’t like feeling like I’m getting played 

So I trust no one 
Never be a nigga stuck under yo thumb 
Never let ya name take step out my lungs
Never ever let you have me looking that dumb


Never be the one that you vent to
Never be the one running laps in ya dental 
Never be the one that you sleep sitting next to 

Never be the “who’s that” to all of your friends too, when I text or call you up out of the blue 

Fuck getting closure 
I left cuz of you 
Talking exposure, I’m spitting my truth 
And I don’t really need no one 
But calling it problems is over dramatic 
Used to think it was holding me down
But look at me holding it down 
Fuck eating sleeping
I’m feeling so frantic but ain’t been this locked in a while 

struggling to find out what you mean baby
I been getting green bae
You runnin outta line

Im cross the country burnin gasoline 
tellin you now all my dreams will be real
matter of time

I wanna know why you chose me
Back n forth like a lasso, we
saw the end in sight

A LA CARTE

Quadeca