[LYRICS]

stay wit the motherfucking clique, no remorse on a bitch 
if you barking, we cut you up quick 
hoe know we keep the blunt lit, if you fuck wit my clique 
you the first one to get fucking hit 
zetta keep the bass bumpin, keep the blood rushing 
mind blown when you bump all my shit 
cuz zetta known to fuck with the frequency, take over shit 
make you lose common decency, make you all crazy 

blunt lit, smoke, make the room hazy
bitch i’m fucking cashed, whole body feelin lazy
jump, jump, when the bass bump, baby 
feel it in your chest, in the whip of your mercedes

bump it louder
turn it eleven while you take a fucking shower 
i don’t give a fuck
long as you with this shit and getting bucked
then we don’t got a problem, huh

but if you want a problem motherfucker come and set it
fucking with ill minded leave you bitches all beheaded
trippin off this shit, blowing smoke until my death
talking on my homies, i heard that you was a bitch

but you fucking wit the clique so i gotta put it down 
blade to your face what you gotta say now?
MUDAH in the back wit the motherfucking pack
MILFORD got the pump and he aiming for your back mothafucka, aye

SINISTER

COME AND SET IT

STILL IN THIS BITCH. CANT LEAVE THIS SHIT TO U POSER.
 
G.O.D.S. / POSSE

Set My Cell On Fire / Sandlot

[RO$ETTA]
rollin up a blunt to kill the short term 
never know where the fuck i’m going, a lesson learned 
i’m bleeding, i’m bleeding, i’m bleeding out, help
i need your love it’s a bandage and all your kisses stitches 

i’m going far away, never know what time or day 
just know that i’ll be gone but i will leave this song to play 
i know i shouldn’t have ghosted 
there was no other option 
i wanted you so bad
but i didn’t wanna cause no problems

i’m better on my own, keepin in my own zone 
fuck all the money, the drugs, the pussy, and all these hoes 
yeah, oh no woah 
i keep on smoking this bud
i keep on rapping this song 
these bitches hittin my phone
i’d rather be alone 

[ograbbitwalker]
all of my memories fade away
when i take another pill, like to think i’m okay
xanax bars, heavy scars, on my thighs, on my arms
but these battle wounds are what set me apart

oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
why my god never answering any calls
maybe his number has changed or i’m blocked
oh my god, oh my god
i don’t give a fuck, give me Klonopin i’ll be on Mars

one with the stars, how’d it start?
riding home in the back of the car
mama told me roll up my sleeves 
i went home and called the plug
oh my god, i’m so gone, disappeared in the fog
you’ll never find me again hoe
lil smoke-a-lot, oh my god

BURDEN

Coded Words (feat. ograbbitwalker)

Coded Words x ograbbitwalker

[LYRICS]
unappreciated, how i feel
and it’s not just with this music shit, it’s living shit for real
tryna tell it how it is through the lyrics that i spill
just a product of the night, under silence i will heal

i compress a deeper meaning like the music that i make
when the silent weather falls and it freezes up the lakes
when my veins a lil colder, everybody’s on a break
in the middle of the night when you can hear the houses shake

that’s when i be doing me, writing raps and crafting beats
tryna run this shit cuz this shit comes with a fee
half my life, half my time, dedicated to these G’s
stack the money, print receipts, so when i leave they’ll know it’s me
 
they’ll be looking like “i made it” but bitch i’ve been grinding hard
and don’t ask me for no beats if you ain’t know about my bars
ignoramus motherfuckers tryna front like they the boss
but they ass ain’t running shit, ill minded be the fucking cause

Water

CORPSE PROD EVIL MY$TIC

[LYRICS]
i been away, sleeping through the day
cheefing on that hay 
and shi i lost a couple friends mane
but im still out to get paid
cuz scared money don’t make money
hoe i know the game 
in and out 
like the back of my hand 
hoe that’s why i’m making plays

strategically 
fuck the peace
hoe i do me and smoke my weed
bitch i be hustling in my corner
writing raps and making beats
so stay away, fuck the wait
bitch ima go at my own pace
and make that money by myself 
just like my momma had me raised

don’t need no dick riding 
mothafucking yes men in my circle
that shit gay
i’m out getting money
while these mothafuckas bumming 
off beats that i already made 
mane half of the time, i don’t even really try
i just speak my mind, and shit gets made
so ima do me, keep on keeping low key 
while yall stay home and play the game 

stay away 
stay away
stay away
stay away

shoutout @lokrypt for the cover

05/15/24

STAY AWAY (DROP ZETTA)

RO$ETTA X LOKRYPT - CASKET (INTRO)

Lyrics:

I’m the southwest killa mane chillin in the dirt
I got 9 millimeters mane I’ll put you in a hearse 
I got fucked up thoughts in my head and in my mind 
I got thoughts of vicious murder mane committing a horrible crime
So I always keep a blade mane you know i never front
So I load up my new pistol and I go out on a hunt 
Keepin that weapon on my side in case a busta wanna go 
Bitch I’m reachin up for the gauge I’ll shoot yo ass if you want smoke 
Fuck, fuck with ILL MINDED mane we run anotha fade 
Killin busta bitch who talkin shit and dissin on our name
Mane we straight from 505, kickin the southwest
Motherfuckas actin hard until they ass is gettin pressed

THOUGHTS OF VICOUS MURDER [Prod. EVIL MY$TIC]

L$D (feat. $ad Goon x OMALIMANE) prod. EVIL MYSTIC

OTHER SHYT PROD PLAINFACE

Reverend (Prod.Chrxmetec)

ILL MINDED
PROD. JASONSHOCKEYMASK
HMU FOR BEATS $$$ @illmindedrosetta