prod by apollo (edited by me)
mixed/mastered by me

lost in my ways (apollo)

LOVELUCIAN - CLIQUE *DELETED*

OPIRE - KILLMONTH

RICKY BOBBY

welcome2theacademy

Frontline

lyrics///

its summer time
im ice cold
my weed covered in crystals 
got duffel bags of that hydro
bitch don’t question what i know
i know alot but my mouth shut
i’m not fake im trill as fuck
that trip set
i smoke up 
that white widow
my doja 
bitch stop calling my phone i don’t rlly wanna know ya
that white limousine like yola
you cold mothafucka im colder
bitches gon know us
cus we do it better than these clones in the game
i’m trynna breathe like the mothafuckin smoke in my brain
i’m trynna illustrate my thoughts
as i exhale weed
im like an 80s hippie way im poppin lsd
im trynan go around the world with u next to me
you lookin right up in my eyes you are my ecstasy 

im dissociating off acid tablets waking up 
my eyes open when im with you ain’t no faking love
what’s real or fake ? has our own father forsaken us
i smoke religiously im smokin on some sacred blunts

dissociate prod futuremelancholy

[hook]

do you wanna smoke dope in the rain?,
baby i just wanna feel ok,
i just hope you stay,
you cant go no way,

used to text your phone all day,
crazy how we watched it all change,
i guess things arent the same,
i guess we’ll never meet again,

she can taste the lean on my fangs,
rick jeans white as cocaine,
molly told me we’ll be ok,
percocet told me the same things,
she want me cuz how my chain swang,
tokyo occult the gang gang,
i glo like im sosa bang bang,
me and you not in the same lane,

RAIN

7gs of shrooms damn bitch im trippin
get high to this shit you gotta really listen
you ain had a good day if you never ran ya digits 
go get to the play live ya life like a mission
ian playin no games and it got the bitch trippin
if the bitch actin up beat to the pussy to submission 
might not be the best person but you fw my business 
ian ever gon fold got god as my witness 
walk through the door and we turnin up the building 
hands to the ceiling 
got bitches off the pills ain no amoxicillin 
my brothers getting rich no pockets with some racks missin
walkin in raf simmons 

yea she throw me ha pussy like its badminton 
bad bitches nah ion fw averages
n they all tryna send my they addresses
ima pull up wit my gang and they savages
boyfriend tryna run up we sacked his shit 
neva crash over a bitch she on my mattress yea 
remember when she gave top in my classes yuh
claimed territory on the bitches glasses yea

off a pill i just did a mf show 
now a bitch back on the road 
this shit hit like yo to ya mf nose 
ian even off the fuckin coke

off a pill i just did a mf show 
now a bitch back on the road 
this shit hit like yo to ya mf nose 
ian even off the fuckin coke

welcome2theacademy

asura

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