My Own Hero (prod. Gualagabe)

Proceed with caution type… its a movie who done it

CAUTION! (TAPE)

winter still reachin (prod. gualagabe + basedtj)

handed to me (prod. gualagabe)

make a song (prod. gualagabe)

love really is the only hard drug that you can hand to babies
open up the stitches strung out as I've been feeling lately
withdrawals from the alcohol got nothing on this shit I'm craving
been behaving still I think I want what I shouldn't be chasing

shit ain't free but it don't always cost a lot either
microdose then overdose wake me up to find a dealer
problem is I found myself fond of what she's servin up
pour me out a glass half full my love is found in both of us

hold me up please don't cut my wings they just started to grow back
the problem is on my side I wanted you to know that
I show myself in the mirror for the first time in awhile
wipe that sneaky grin off your face you deserve a wholesome smile

I wrote this all in pencil cuz I know that nothing's permanent
and I couldn't find my pen when the words just started surfacing
I know it's hard to text you, I bet it's hard to text me back
I know it's hard to text you, I bet it's hard to text me back

Honestly its scary thinking bout what waits at home
ducked off, struck soft, silent ina room alone
strangers they just come and go
characters have arcs and its the one before I hit the road

Stay the course still you're walking paths that I could not imagine
prayers up for anyone who feels that life is tragic
cuz I think that life is beautiful if you want you can try on the glasses

hard drug

I love the feeling of walking away ay

I love the feeling of walking away with some money
My back pockets stuffed don’t invite done drinking away these 100’s I don’t sit with ducks
Duck duck goose and I don’t lose my shoes move faster through these ruts
Spilling my guts for the first time I felt free don’t have to ask if im enough

This feel like thrifting $300 trues never worn never used still got the tags on em
Didn’t have to think twice about it
Money in my true religion jeans on a Tuesday 
Watch me walk my happy ass straight to the bank
It’s a little less than a stone’s throw away
Let me take the trash out first it’s starting to stink

I love feeling of walking away ay ay


I love the feeling of walking away with some money
My back pockets stuffed don’t invite done drinking away these 100’s I don’t sit with ducks
Duck duck goose and I don’t lose my shoes move faster through these ruts
Spilling my guts for the first time I felt free don’t have to ask if im enough

Im feelin heavy things but they don’t come from the inside
Outside peering out to read between the blinds
Long time I didn’t know what the outside looked like
Lookin at an empty husk with looser clothes and the wrong shoe size
Still gon wear the ricks that fleeski gave me for the one time
Revving up i think I found my pocket for the moment
Hold in the smoke for a second and let go of it
Sober up im bout to hit record again

About to hit record again

make a song (prod. gualagabe)

roots of fallen leaves