smoking out the window on a friday 
don't know where i'm at but it's a long way home
you don't really care about what i say
you just want somebody you can call your own
in my room i'm counting all the cobwebs 
i got pictures of you posted all across my wall
maybe one night i'll be standing in your hallway
evil voices in my head keep fucking up my thoughts

i'm no good for her, i know
and that's just so upsetting
and if i keep on hurting her
will i still go to heaven
i been thinking about suicide
yea it's true i said it
baby i got too much on my mind 
you just wouldn't get it
okay you sick of me
i'm sick of me 
i'm sick of you too
and of pretending like i'm cool with everything that you do
a thousand roaches crawl all over me i don't even move
i'm just a piece of flesh for them to eat when i'm in my tomb

i watch the leaves turn brown 
while i wait for you to come by my house 
your love is all that counts 
i accept my fate
dying on this couch
i watch the leaves turn brown 
while i wait for you to come by my house 
your love is all that counts 
i accept my fate
dying on this couch

smoking out the window on a friday 
don't know where i'm at but it's a long way home
you don't really care about what i say
you just want somebody you can call your own
in my room i'm counting all the cobwebs 
i got pictures of you posted all across my wall
maybe one night i'll be standing in your hallway
evil voices in my head keep fucking up my thoughts

i watch the leaves fall down
(fall down)
i watch the leaves fall down
(fall down)
i watch the leaves fall down
(fall down)
while i wait for you to come by my house
(house)

Friday (Prod. Loseralerrt)

Jump Music w/ itstateshawty x jynxlifestyle x danny faygo [prod. smokkestaxkk x ftplaya67]

LIL TRACY - SICK YOUTH (PROD. HORSE HEAD)

benzos (viseshawty)

(p. sk3tch)

(lyrics)

fuck it i ain’t sticking to the program 
am i gonna stay alive i don’t know man 
baby you my perfect romance 
take a tab 
then we end it with a slow dance 
2 milligrams on my fucking tongue 
do you want me for the drugs
or my fucking love 
money like i’m old
but i’m fucking young 
in that all white dress 
looking like a dove 

tell me the truth 
i been feeling stupid 
8th of the shrooms now
everything lucid
don’t know my future 
i’m fucking clueless
cube on my tongue 
ain’t talking a rubix

Hate on my grind
And you made me look stupid 
See me in person 
I know you won’t do it
Know your not based, 
I know that your hurting
Your just a clone, 
Regular person 

One too many tabs 
up on my tongue
{ Bitch I’m lucid } 
Don’t take no drugs 
But the world it is moving
Cross up on my hip, 
But my blade I will use it 
Back your ass up 
Bitch you looking really stupid 
Hate on me too
But I know that you losing 
Prayin to the gods 
that my love I don’t lose it
Dying all along 
in the city I feel useless
Hold me so tight,
Everything is lucid

everything lucid (w/ valley grimm)

#INSTA

yungbless / fuck420 - ASSAULT! ( dj ddope god ) [ HVN + SCHIZO XCLUSIVE ] (MUSIC VIDEO IN DESC.)

i have a lot of karma coming my way prod daedex

TRACK1 PROD LEUQEMIA
TRACK2 PROD TRIP
TRACK3 PROD TRIP
TRACK4 PROD S1NINJA + CJ808
MASTERED BY GERALD CERDA
HURTMONEY SUMMER 

Santa Monica Blvd ft Trip

runn!n away++*+(prod recycleBin)#wvstedmix

GHOST ON THE SHELF (METHBOISWAG)

cover art by @howslifeimsteph on insta

*LYRICS*

sunny

Don’t go down that road
I can tell you where it goes
You don't wanna go there
It’s dark and its cold there
I’m lost in the shadows with my eyes closed
Swimmin in women, call it breaststroke
Livin like I got a fuckin death wish
My bitch look like she from Death Note
And we ride around bumpin Deftones
Chrome Hearts beanie on her head when she run me dome
I aint even tryna flex tho
If you don't know
You should know me by my style
She put her hands to the sky like a stick up
You’ll go blind if I go put my wrist up
You gon die if I go put my blick up
Bullet holes all in ur body, get hit up
Devil knockin at ur door
Devil knockin at ur door
Devil knockin at ur door
Devil knockin
Devil knockin

mito

I aint been writin much coz i feel i've said it all
I feel like death the only way out
I'll probably go to hell i'll be laughin while i fall
Light a cigarette on my way down

GHOST ON THE SHELF (METHBOISWAG)

Sacrificial Grounds