prod. @home_less

tried to step up
but u couldnt fuck fuck fuck fuck
wit it if u tried bitch
its the end of my time bitch
i really hope i just die quick
quick to get on beyond shit
i dont fix it up for no floss bitch
i dick it up then i raw schtick
i finger fuck all the forces
im drillin you to that morgue bitch
i pick her up like im on sniff
then put it right down like aw shit

he took my coke, n he took my ride 
said he was on that suicidal
i hook that spoke, i joog n slide
these bitches die uh oh its final
homeless man is holdin rifles

might have yo glock 
and got yo crack 
and yea you think you on

but i wont stop
till i get that
right at the break of dawn

im smokin that 
i hold it pass
just playin get me nah

im only smokin by myself
because i feel alone

im only smokin by myself
because i feel alone

i barely feel like anybody
when im in this zone

so load the barrel 
put that python all right to my dome

and let slither slide scale it
fore they read my tome

and it said...

by my by my by lonely they gon see me fall
i been gettin high i want the drugs i want em all
get yo girlfriend on some heron ima see her crawl
hit her with the hot shot if she get involved
just another druug addict who is dead and gone
just another bum catchin all yo change that call
collectin numbers ima hustle till they cut em off
she was sellin pussy nah dat bitch aint change no drawes
im that lowkey motel chilln witcha favorite broad
im that wholesale flippin product lying in my songs
but you just stupid you believe the shit they lead u on
nah you aint stupid you the shit lil dawg go kill em all
i just want yall to just sit there think im white n fake
now june jenelle is outta options she been callin may
i dont even know whats good bitch i am not ok
all i know is that ill prolly fall like yesterday

lost castles (prod. homele$$)

Only Warning - @CoaastGxd and @Sixthells
Produced by @Sxmpra
Mixed/Mastered by @Netuhbeats and Sixthells
Art by Halo Black

lyrics

[CoaastGxd]
So I said follow me (Follow me)
Now they all borrow or copy me
So much for obvious flattery
Had to be sad to see family suffering
Happily slashing 'til throats open sputtering

Lower than guts on the floor laying dormant
Lower than moss on the corpse of a forest
Lower than hell to exist for the torment
We the lowest that low gets

Bitch, we the lowest that low gets
I been draining your corpse like an orange
The blade penetrate you like four inch
I fuck her face
She was Mormon
Bitch we the lowest that low gets
I been scrubbing this blood out the foreign
Boutta dip its like 4 in the morning
You can consider this your only warning
Do you wanna play a game?
It's called "How many bodies can I fit at the bottom of the lake?"
Have I ever been sane?
I been running with the devil ever since i learned to think and lost faith
When every day's the same
The hurt, the pain,
The church, the shame it don't change
So i cursed the light and chose the flame
The dark rage stoked what became
A life lived inside of a heart-shaped cage
I evicerate you fully like a sarlacc pit
and then I spread your severed body on the tarmac pitch
Leave you leaking like a faucet from the off-hand stitch
You said you wanted to be dead well mother fucker here it is
I don't give a fuck about a change of heart
I can't stop once I start fuckin tearing you apart
The way I flay and then display you is a work of art
Grind your body to a powder
Load it
Smoke it in a cart

[Sixthells]
We're the undertaker
Life just get so bitter
Me and CoaastGxd ripping you apart
Better hide your sisters
No manners yea we hopeless
Take a glance fuck grasping at your heart

Fuck a pussy bitch up
Can't stop killing
Gas to the dome
Might grip on the chrome
Your faith just dropped to the floor from the ceiling
Opposite of basic
Flashback acid
Life's distorted
Living Maverick
Fuck what they think
And I think they just average
Facing the facts that they can't achieve greatness
Envy the past then you wanna feel nothing

Only Warning

Only Warning w/ Sixthells [Prod. SXMPRA]

LYRICS:

Flip pack everyday
I don’t even want the bag
Kick back no way
Boy I’m coming for the plaque
Lay flat no change
You ain’t never had a chance
No cap you stray
Better get up off the mat

Fuck are you? 
Fuck it aye
I’m gon creep in like the babadook
In yo dreams
I ain’t really wanna come at you
It’s yo fate 
Boy I’m finna fuckin stomp on you
Like a Beast like I’m Zeke aye

Bout to slap you out yo polo
You follow you fucking follow
No problem you at the bottom
That collar don’t make you nada
Colada with all your problems
Don’t solve em just watch you fall in
The coffin I fill with toxin 
Abolishing all yo conscious aye uh

You ain’t got no shine
You ain’t go no face
You ain’t got no fire
Boy ya soul so blank
I ain’t got no style?
Give a fuck what you think 
Imma take yo mind
Imma snatch yo chain

Right off yo motherfuckin neck and make a profit 
Just to toss it out the whip to feed these motherfuckers yappin
Bout that guala don’t know nada why you fall in love with cappin
Yeah your posse full of killas? I don’t see nobody flocking

I got, 99 with a lil shotty take yo life
Feel like, Saitama with the fist don’t like to fight
Cause I’m, too quiet it be too easy for Saliva
Don’t, test my kind or my whole kin come for your line 

I got bitches on bitches and I got digits on digits
But it don’t matter you get it? I really live it and kill it
I breathe the fire at your village like Reign of Fire I’m ancient 
Come back to life in a blink and rip out yo eyes I’m entering final form

You ain’t got no shine
You ain’t go no face
You ain’t got no fire
Boy ya soul so blank
I ain’t got no style?
Give a fuck what you think 
Imma take yo mind
Imma snatch yo chain

SOUL SO BLANK (prod. FALLEN)

Lyrics-

(shoot dope not schools bruh
Yeauh, I get bags when I go outside yuh
I shoot dope like its Columbine yuh
They said Revy where yo head go?
Lock down fuck a .44)

I get bags when I go outside Bitch
Imma shoot dope like it's Columbine Bitch (grrraa!)
Yeah you heard what I said, get bread then I dip
Really smoked out smoked out shawty want a hit uh x2

Damn ayo Rev you a psycho 
crawling on the floor yelling where the fuck the pipe go
I might go, off the fuckin edge when I bang on a zip
pussy boi red dot you could never hit
I'm on that other shit, you could never fuck with it 
Zeta coppin 28 I told him not to fuck with it
Wap drop headshot caught up on a run
took 3-4 shots to wake a mothafucka up
Can-Can hit em with the Can-Can
Bitch I can't lie, can't die fuck a type beat
I don't give a fuck if anybody ever like me
Get it understood don't no pussy ever bite me I might be UGH
I get dope fuck around and OD
bitch I do dirt but I make it sound clean
I been in the game propane when I leak
I got work for the dirt Blood Money ain't cheap uh
I get dope fuck around and OD
bitch I do dirt but I make it sound clean
I been in the game propane when I leak
I got work for the dirt Blood Money ain't cheap uh

BLOOD MONEY(PROD. UNREMORSE)

written / performed by @blckbrds @salivagrey
produced by @marrasfall
engineered by @lilsherm187, @tumaggz, Saliva Grey

MYLAR (w/ Saliva Grey)

MOBBS RADICAL- CAMP HOLLOW(PROD. ALYCE)

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