Tell Me

Dream Girl (w/ Deker)

Never Give A F*ck About A B*tch (feat. Ruzlxn)

pills ft. bleeed (prod. yunny goldz)

FŪCK M3? FŪCK Y0U! (Ft. Sadboi Moth)

lyrics - 
dead girl i can make yo face come back
mad world alice in the rabbit hole trapped
wait girl i just brought the bank girl 
running all this way catch a bottle fulla dank 
smoke fat

your wings are clearly frightning 
the mass wont see your soul

so tell me where do we go x2

down with the system 
sayin i dont need no lessons baby 
i dont need no blessing
i dont need yo reverend
come on

alice (prod. nvr frvr)

everything</3 (feat saints betrayed)

Feelings (prod. Bloom) (feat. Hunter Cole

When I See You prt2 (feat. D3VIL CHILD)

This one’s for when the system freezes and all you’ve got left is your pulse. I wrote it from that space between surrender and defiance, the point where you stop asking for rescue and start steering the wreck yourself. It’s not about control; it’s about refusal. The moment you realize chaos might be the only honest setting left.
Every sound in this track feels like a heartbeat fighting the code, the crash, the rise, the reboot. “Manual Override” isn’t survival music. It’s rebellion with breath in it.

Lyrics
They said “just breathe.”
I did.
Still here.
Guess that’s the miracle nobody wanted.
Tried breathing it out, lungs just argued back.
Tried silence, it made too much sound.
Built balance from caffeine and instinct,
stitched it crooked, still wore it proud.
No light to follow.
No rules to keep.
Just dirt and defiance,
and the promise I’m not done yet.
Manual override,
I don’t need saved, I need real.
Manual override,
I built this calm from the wheel.
If I crash, it means I tried,
and that’s still mine to feel.
Raised on breakroom prayers and burnout,
taught to smile through the static hum.
But I found grace in the things that rot,
the compost makes the best kind of sun.
I remember the road, it’s jagged, alive.
The pavement hums my name when I drive.
No map, no gods, no guide to trust,
just this pulse that refuses to shut up.
Manual override,
for the ones who lost the plot and kept the pen.
Manual override,
for the bruised, the loud, the almost-dead again.
Manual override,
for the dirt, the doubt,
and the nerve to begin.
If this is control,
it’s chaos on purpose.
And it’s enough.

Manual Override

Now we ponder on death (w/ ET1D)

Never Give A Fck About A Btch (feat. Ruzlxn)

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