aimee (rough demo)

FAKE (WAV).wav

you can call me anything you want
i won't mind anything you say
you can hold me close to your heart
or you can hold me any other way

we can dance all night under the stars
i'll take you to jupiter and mars
you can hold me close to your heart
or you can hold me any way you want

brush my hair and hold me in your arms
talk to me and make me feel your warmth
tell me everything that goes on your mind
baby, you're a different kind of high

this is probably my last upload before i remove everything here in a few months. this is for everyone i've ever called a friend, for everyone who has made me feel safe and sound, for everyone i've shared a few moments with, for everyone who has a littlle bit of them engraved in me, for everyone who has seen the different parts of me, and for everyone i have ever loved- be it romantically or platonically. each and every one of you is a different kind of high:)

thank you for all of you. i am genuinely, deeply, and sincerely sorry.

a different kind of high (ver. 2)

Soft Power

So Easy


Lamb chops, ocean view
Waves crash, sky blue 
New Jordan's I, copped two
Handle business that's, how I do

Cookin up, Martha Stu
Flow so sick, no flu
Stackin W's, whole crew
A-C-E-D, YKNOW, what we do

Man the old me, dead and gone
Wounds heal when, left alone
Inner me was the, enemy
Now them struggles ain't, shit to me

Still grateful, man it's evident 
Past a reference, not a, residence
Through the hard times, I'm, made to win
Nine times out of, say, ten (Satan)

Jesus Piece, on my neck
To remind me, where I been
Out the mud, still hood
Notha youngin that, did good

Me myself and, I/ayahuasca
Hold me down, su-pply the chakra
But y'all can't, deny the monsta
When AK, bouta pop ya (do, do, do) 

been a minute man, what's popping dawg
Finna let this mac blast, pop them frauds
Dammit all this time I be on DND 
Time to kill em bitches, I be Keefe D, i

Resurrect the pain, I let it live in art
Had to pull that shit outta the darkest parts
Of my hollow heart, I been in that mode
Hell it's evident, from the shit I wrote

I be handing Ls, ya betta take three
All that sneak diss just ain't P
Y'all could never go, when you on the spot
Y'all ain't that hard, y'all just talk a lot

aimee (rough demo)

sean40hands

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