no more apologies im done being a burden (suicide note)

HATING ME IS THE NEW TREND

Bitch I am a big steppea 
2 stepping down yo block 
With a big weapon 
It shoots 762 something 
Who’s lucky 
And want to test of they bullet proof 
If I was you I would hop my ratchet ass inside the coop and vamanoose 

Always keep a glock like a wiimote with a wrist strap 
Always at attention when I creep I let it bust back 
Always in detention as a kid I want my time back 
Always stay in hell not stuck down here just where I vibe at 

Headshot.. wait... Headshot he can't breathe 
Wrist watch so cold I swear I’m about to freeze 
So I layer up inside the Luis V 
Fake friends dead weight get the fuck away from me 
Imma do it on my own imma reach Orion’s peak 
There is knowledge in these words so please listen when I speak 
It is ruthless in this game if you ain’t hungry you ain’t eat 


You hang with the lunatics' 
The crucifix 
And Jesus Christ 

I’ll hand with the Judas 
The demons 
The sleepless nights 

I hang with the coolest kids
The acid heads 
Don’t give a fuck 

And we came into ruin shit 
Y’all took too long 
You out of luck 


Spend my days in meditation 
just trying to get some peace of mind 
And if you is an officer
I swear this is no piece of mine 
Smoke a pock of gasolinea 
Just so I can stabilize 
Shawty is a daemon 
Cause these something evil in her eyes 

Pop 2 caps I’m hypnotized 
Purple seas and Crystal Skies
Pick apart my lucid mind 
Just to find the pain inside 
I feel to numb I guess I’m high 
I’m off a Perc and this oh my 
That’s so weird I guess I’m fine 
I’m stuck in stasis locked in time 

Smokin drugs to ease  the pain
Staring out this window pain 
Thinking of my eventual fame 
Just trying to stay fuckin sane

I know I don’t talk well 
So I’m tryna stay cool 
I’m always in the back
Rolling weed up on the table 
I be smokin packs now 
But I’m gettin kinda wheezy 
One day I wanna blow up on the tv 
No crip lost boy can’t see me 
I’m like John cena 
On the edge
Teeter totter like a see saw 
Then a free fall 
just tryna find my peace y’all

apostles-in-apostate (prod.AGRENIUS)

barcode? is the name idek what this is

Baglæns Bevis er en sang om skyld uden dom, og selvbebrejdelser der aldrig blev stillet spørgsmål ved. Om at undskylde, før nogen har anklaget. Om at samle på fejl, man aldrig har begået – og dømme sig selv i stilhed. Et portræt af den indre dommer, der altid kommer for tidligt, og en værdi, der hele tiden skal retfærdiggøres.

TEKST:

Jeg undskylder før, der er noget at sige
Som om jeg forstyrrer min egen værdi
Et blik kan få skuldrene op som et skjold
Jeg løfter beviser, der aldrig blev holdt

Jeg ser på mig selv og de mål, jeg har planlagt
Og straffer mig hårdt i en rendyrket afmagt
Et suk fra en fremmed kan vende min dag
Jeg tror jeg har stjålet en følelse bag

Der er ingen dom, men jeg rejser mig lidt
Min skyld er de ord, jeg har skrevet for tit
Jeg samler på fejl, som jeg ik' har begået
Og dømmer mig selv for de ting, jeg ikke nåed

Der er ingen dom, men jeg rejser mig lidt
Min skyld er de ord, jeg har skrevet for tit
Jeg samler på fejl, som jeg ik' har begået
Og dømmer mig selv for de ting, jeg ikke nåed'

Stilhed Med Stemme

Baglæns Bevis

Luke John Ingram, Luke Ingram, 2025, rock

Ships

Hollow Kingdom

The Cardboard Swords on Audiotree Live

Flannel (Audiotree Live Version)

@beatsbyleech
@reaperfgc
@tylershowers
@luvrrboi

DON'T CATCH FEELINGS Ft. LEECHES, REAPER & TYLER SHOWERS

Enjoy, also go and supporter friend please ~
https://soundcloud.com/swimmy

Left You On Read W/ Swimmy (prod. sketchmyname)

Big shoutout to https://soundcloud.com/brevanti the bro!

lyrics:
baby hold me down
I can't get enough
I been stacking all this guap 
roll another blunt
in these cycles
viscous lies, they keep adding up
girl I thought that you were mine, pour another cup

can't talk right now
I been fucked up off the jack and rum
cut up by the barbed wire stump
stuck up, look what i've become
pound that drum
coping by spitting these lyrics you hearing
I got all the weed in backpack
homie start rolling that loudpack
blowing out smoke till she text back
she give me top and I drive back home yeah
dropping the top and I bump that omega-3
watchu see in me?
baby are we history?
are you missing me?
cause its been too long since you said that
got my head back
feeling fine until the moment that you read that
lost those lips again
the fuck did I expect though
I be walking home alone inside storm snow

baby hold me down
I can't get enough
I been stacking all this guap 
roll another blunt
in these cycles
viscous lies, they keep adding up
girl I thought that you were mine, pour another cup

see how you doing 
but u never texting me back girl yuh
ride in the whip all alone
fuck the past oh yeah
I'm overthinking her tone
just like the last girl yeah
hope this the last girl 
but I have crashed in the past girl

barcode? is the name idek what this is

sorry4everything