Poydras (feat. $uicideboy$)

Been Here Forever

Murder He Wrote (feat. Scrim)

BOOHOO

maserati slick

don't know why

all graves go unvisited in the end

who saves the savior

who saves the savior?

EVERY DOG HAS ITS DAY

PULLING UP (feat. $uicideboy$)

Lyrics:

[Intro]
Pull the trigger, Budd Dwyer, hahaha
ByMe 

[Chorus: DJ Paul]
Sittin back
Gettin my dick sucked, gettin my dick sucked
Sittin back
Gettin my dick sucked by the neighborhood ho

[Verse 1: Yung $now]

Blade on my waist
Blunt to the face and I'm up in this thang
Drugs in my veins, your bitch is so lame
Remember her throat, don't remember her name
Creep in the night, hear my knife from the flip
Taking your life then I'm taking your bitch (Ah)
Feeding her drugs and watchin' her die
Kiss on her lips then I'm shutting her eyes
If she with Yung $now, she ain't leavin' alive
Truthfully die, she was livin' a lie
Hated her folks, loved all the drugs
Hated true love, she just love to fuck
Love just to gut, love just to roll (Roll)
Hated just to talk, so she always moans (Moan)
Ridin' all alone and I wish that I was home (Home)
Wishin' that I didn't go down this road (Road)
The day that I die, hope my mama don't cry (Cry)
Hope she realize it was just my time (Time)
Nobody ever ready to bury their own child
But I'm dead already, so I'm good for a while
Young white punk, dead girls rollin' blunts (What?)
Blood on the Backwood, roll 'til she numb (Yeah)
Cuts on her wrists, teardrops on the face
So I flip my switchblade just to let her know she's safe 

[Chorus: DJ Paul]
Sittin back
Gettin my dick sucked, gettin my dick sucked
Sittin back
Gettin my dick sucked by the neighborhood ho

[Verse 2: Yung $carecrow]

Lightin' up the blunt while I'm thinking of you
Walking down the block, I ain’t whippin' the coup
Take another drag while I look at the moon
Young GPS, I come equipped with the route
I don't have to wonder cause I see the truth
I don't need love you can hear the proof
Break another bag while I feel the ruins
Start to look my way but I ain't in the mood
Sponsors floodin' my inbox but there's one thing that they don't know
I stuff thick money in my thin socks
And not yet to sign for no dough
Fuck you and your team
Fuck you and your dreams
You look like the rest and you sounding like me
Gotta co-sign now you think you a beast
Fuck that and fuck this
I put that up on me
Act like you hard but in person you sweet
Yet to meet you but I heard from the streets
You couldn't breathe if you stepped up to me
Look at my eyes and I'll show you the creep

$uicideboy$ - Everybody Wants Me Sober, But I'm Not A Quitter

Suicidal Thoughts in the Back of the Cadillac, Pt. 3

Life's to Good (Prod.Aiko)

who saves the savior?

Scrim

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