Finally,

a rose I leave at your step 
to close the door, a chapter
a cold winter, frozen strings to my heart pulled
I melt for another in your wake that I can bare for you no more 
though my love for you was and still
what I wanted in you was not what you needed, we are no more

Lwurd💙

More Life & Love,
eLL🖖🏿🥀

lost and forgotten (silo)

face it ⌈prod Hallowed ⌋

#scfirst #explicit #dmv #crank

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https://www.instagram.com/chrismih4ra/

lyrics 

mane I jus got me the drac ima call it the ovo
asked if my pack really punchin he hit me like lowkey tho
im wit dem youngins on shi they gon hit you with hokey poke
them niggas thinkin they got me them niggas cant hold me tho
pop out with 300 black got em got em seeing the holy ghost
them niggas catch you im giving the okie doke 
i was gon crush her but she wanna act like she oke tho
pop out all black and a mask i feel like im obito, on bra nigga
these niggas cant guard me i feel like im kyrie 
no i aint whites but i make niggas high knee
smokin gelato that shi got me chinese
i feel like dej loaf let a nigga try me
she wanna suck suck me up better be sloppy
he wanna feat but that shi is like not free
get in that car ima pass it to ahki

bra i get so high a nigga got jetlag
"bra is you serious?" nigga im dead ass
told her go lay down where is the bed at?
servin that k2 smokin on tear gas 
blow out yo ear drums nigga yo deaf ass
get in this car you gon need you a airbag
they like "you dying for this" nigga real bad
show me the play onna men ima send dat

smoke on doja on Vietnam
you get in this car shut up i need comms
when i come with that B nigga is for the bomb
you aint got no rank nigga you in bronze
this lil ass stick hit you like a log
and my chop fuck dudes hold up nigga pause
when i get on one knee it sound like an applause
how we hit his ass up he need more than gauze

on bra nigga, its a fine ass line and you better not cross it
and im jhi havin motion u tell how im walkin
4 vicks to the face got me feelin nauseous
big 380 blowin up yo noggin
i aint from no philly nigga but you drawin
and im ready get geeked nigga inna morning

cant guard me @yakk #vietnam

Produced by @snvtch
Vocals by @tazpunched
Engineered by @tazpunched

First song:
Throw that Deuce up Peace Sign
Choppa finna sting, treat this shit like beehive
Smoking tryna get high, Tryna get that buzz
Never ever enough, we broke up I lost your trust
Money on my mind (Eh)
Bandz stay on my mind (Eh)
B*** on my mind (Eh)
Riches on my mind (Eh)
Paper plane i stay so fly
Got one chance its do or die
F*** this bih she blow (Eh)
F*** this b*** she blow my high
Wanna get married no suit and tie
Im finna pop in dis bih get fly
Im finna pop at dis bih get fly
Im finna pop in dis bih get fly
You better follow the rules i Abide
Doin a donut bih get wide
Doin a donut bih get wide
Doin a donut bih get wide
That scope up to my cataract 
I put it to my eye
I had to cut some niggas off they look at me like why
I had to cut some niggas off they look at me like why
I had to cut some niggas off they look at me like why 
(Whyy Yuh)
x2
Second song:
(yeah)
I know that feeling fasho
You failed but you worked so hard
You gon be straight lil bro 
just show them who you are
Say what dont take no shit
Act like yo friend then take yo b****
Call up my brother he'll take yo blick
Want a Snvtch beat but you sound like s***
Me and Snvtch on top of this s****
I swear that we ruling the world
Boy aint no way that im cuffing a underground
thot disgusting i might hurl
Like a blunt get a F*** boy pearled
Dragging my nuts like a boy is a squirrel
Im 19 they tryna call me unc
lil b*** i aint no earl
I got a car in dis B*** Ok
I got a crib in dis B*** ok
Spin yo block wanna duel, beyblades
Hop on da wave like a frog, PEPE
Stay with the shooters you knowing they paid
Stay with the shooters you knowing they paid
Stay with the shooters you knowing they paid
Stay with the shooters you knowing they paid
(huh yeah)

Avoidance.

RHINOO!