Recently, 
really don’t care about much 
When my cell phone ring 
don’t pick that bitch up 
down south only time my head clear up 
no pills no yay
 but the feds still knock 
Covered bad blood
 sawed off no stock 
Hit the dirt
 pray I don’t swing back on your lot 
Most don’t care if it’s fact or it’s not 
Most play fair let them hoes kick rocks  

I dug my grave lemme feel myself 
Bloodsuckers tryna kill my wealth 
Drugsluts on my dick need some help 
What I’ll say if I die no doubt 
Bitches tryna leach 
Can’t destroy no sound 
Find no way out 
Ion need no love 
I’ll still be a saint 
Grave still be a ghost 
still be the ones put last at the shows

BLOODcloud

OCTOBER

CAN'T RELATE

U and ME by VIB333

lyrics - 

hop on a beat, and im speaking my mind
cause im sick but i know they dont get it
niggas want war, then im running yo pockets
take bread then i dip and go spend it
i dont know why they be talking that shit
you cant pull up, you ride in a rented
bring it i want all the problems 
im giving it back, you get sent to the dentist

IM NOT WITH THAT TALKING SHIT
DONT CARE WHO YOU COMING WITH
AURA FLAMING LIKE A BIC 
STAND ON WHAT YOU BARKING BITCH
FAKE RAPPERS THEY STEALING FLOWS
BARKING BOUT SOME CHEESE AND HOES
BOY GET UP AND DROP THAT LO
DONT KNOW WHAT YOU RAPPING FOR
LIKE 
CHECK THE BODIES ON THE FLOOR 8x

check the bodies (prod. raye redgrave)

Now This World Shall Know Pain (prod.silentpitt)

phantom.m4a

lyrics- 

young nigga, with a mind 
crafted makeshift
he embodying his anger
wanna break shit
he be hoping that the drugs
kill his brain stems
cant connect humans either
cause he hate them
fuck acceptance 
man these man niggas
wanna be me
picking up personas
that you peeping on the tv
judge a nigga quick
from what you pick up from 
a damn screen
you dont even know yourself
bitch what you see in me

i dont kick it close to niggas
cause they steady hating
playing like you mental
fuck yo mask, and fuck the faking
i just wanna break your face
i dont got the patience
leave the bitch cold to die
fuck a situation

in their mind, im the son of a serpent
demons scratching at my brain
see em lurking
i dont think ill understand another
person
all these fuck boys questioning my purpose

dont you ask whats on my mind cause 
you’ll hate it
all these fuckers needa find themselves,
they basic
put me in the depths of hell
and burn my face bitch
demons on my shoulders 
find your soul, and take it
burn the bridges, take their head
over the red sea
burn the bridges, take their head
over the red sea
burn the bridges, take their head
over the red sea
burn the bridges, take their head
over the red sea

red sea (prod. drugslutt)

lyrics- 

run up lil bitch, ima make shit rip
dont question my health, ima real sick prick
nigga think he got it, so he made a sneak diss
i be writing lyrics, while i take a quick piss
dont big mouth, cause i break shit
all these fuck boys test my patience
shorty lost, needa learn the basis 
when you breathe, feeding my hatred
aint fucking with niggas, aint GYC
run it up, stupid bitch watch him DIE
blow the scene want a piece of the PIE
i can ether any nigga, saying c’est la vie
aint take shit, you a cap ass
cut the bitch off, she got a flat ass
bitch dumb as fuck, so i passed that
fuck yo soul, bitch cause i have that

hold on, lil nigga you gotta get with it
the demons they whisper, they told me
your digits
runnin yo crib, on a mission, to take out the weirdos, and make em go missing
better go double yo spite, cause you cannot
run it, resorting to dissing
niggas be sending the hate, im watching the numbers, and whip in the kitchen

why do they question my mental
i really hate niggas aint minding their business
then they go me calling crazy when blade and your skin get to meet and they kissing

i dont give no fuck what no nigga gotta say
boy 
fucking up the scene, hear us coming, yelling GRAVE boy
stomping all these fake ass rappers, putting them shame boy
i cannot stick with ya if you go acting fake boy

GRAVE (prod. JTHOM)

lyrics-

beat his on head
like a drumset
said he gon kill me
aint pull out his gun yet
fuck niggas
put on personas
but im taking bitches
get fucked after one set
fuck nigga leak like a faucet
losing my head, and my ego
i tossed it
i dont care bout these dumbs
niggas, they lost in they pride 
and then act some like prophet 

cant fuck with no twat ass nigga 
overlord, im a real grave digga
dirty bitch, with a fucked up figure
and off sick you aint next up nigga

i cannot stand all you fuck boys
yeah you think that you sick
think you tough boy
pussy running that mouth
heard enough boy
cannot fathom yo music
you suck boy

come on, nigga catch this beating
fuck the poles, a nigga seethin
i dont like the people, got the urge
to stop your breathing
i could read soul and body, 
you dont the know the meaning
i could take your life, no question
cause i roll with demons

twat ass niggas (prod. raye redgrave)

my drugs sell (prod.drugslutt)

anger is my paintbrush
the beat is a blank canvas 
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