Lyrics:
Box me in
trust I will cut
 me 
out
have a
bowl
of bones
to fix
a cold
from writing lines
of cyanide

Bout to pop an E today
taking a glock with me today
solvin those problems from z to a
Kappernick takin some knees today

Yo shit is over-played
Over-stayed
Under-waves
underway
hear mae
innovate
xd
rewind yah fate 

Curiosity killed the cat
Hesitation hung the hen
and guess what
guess what?
retribution rung the rat
and yall niggas bout to get rung out

Box me in
trust I will cut
 me 
out
have a
bowl
of bones
to fix
a cold
from writing lines
of cyanide

Bout to pop an E today
taking a glock with me today
solvin those problems from z to a
Kappernick takin some knees today

Yo shit is over-played
Over-stayed
Under-waves
underway
hear mae
innovate
xd
rewind yah fate 

This message is being trasmitted at the request of the *REDACTED* Police department

Do not answer any phone calls from unknown numbers

I repeat

Do not answer any phone calls from unkown numbers

A cyber-terrorist is currently attacking citizens in *Redacted* using recently discovered death frequences 

These frequences have been discovered by scientist to ressonate certain parts of the brain to cause severe brain damage and bleeding when played at high volumes

IF YOU NEED HELP, HANG UP AN-

Box me in
trust I will cut
 me 
out
have a
bowl
of bones
to fix
a cold
from writing lines
of cyanide

Bout to pop an E today
taking a glock with me today
solvin those problems from z to a
Kappernick takin some knees today

Yo shit is over-played
Over-stayed
Under-waves
underway
hear mae
innovate
xd
rewind yah fate

F.I.N (´× ω ×`)

Lyrics:

It started at the Bosion  

I sip it like a berry

Started hearin voices

Bitch not bout that advice shit

Bitch I got that mind set

7 days week

Makin shit while im inside shit

Made this game a safari

Betta get yo 9 cuz I'm huntin down these swine yeah

I blamin on my night shift

Bitch I blame it on my night shift

Bitch I blame it on my-

I blame it on the Posion 

(Poison)

Who the fuck do you think you toyin with?

Bitch I get another ocean

Crack yo ass like an oyster

(Lit mubkimb

(Front Verse)
Im exausthed 

This be the type of shit to kill yo boss with

Lookin through this bitch searchin for a fuse

Cuz I know nigga rigged the game to loose

This be fuckin up my body like a posion 

Thought be runnin through my mind like a posion

Try to mess a nigga plate up thats some posion

(Back Verse) 

I'm tired of yo poison

I'm tweakin off the noid shit

You just another voice bitch

Im in another void bitch

You just should avoid bitch

They scam you on some Floyd shit

This game too fuckin dry 

Guess I'm bringin my own moisture

They play you like a joystick

Gunnin like a boy bitch

Ragin im on roids bitch

Im cautious  im not coy bitch

Careful who you join bitch

Yeah

Said care who you join bitch

Yeah

Said careful who join

I be tweakin off the muthafuckin movement

No snoozin

I rather tie my veins then end up loosin

And Im rootin

And I'm rootin

Fo the fuckin day I end up on noose bitch

And then in the trees

Speakin Japanese

And then in the trees

Speakin Japanese

And they in the trees

Speakin into me

And they in trees

Tryna injury me
  
And they in the trees

In this industry

Got some enemies

Got a lot of enemies 

Got a lotta niggas who just copy my whole energy

Got a lotta niggas who will end up triple x'n me

Poison /prod.frwrdslsh/

You ever  try to evade shit

And just end up facin 

Yo problems with your back

Cuz you grew to damn complacent

With the pity and the hate shit

Need to find a new location  

Cuz that's where I'm at

Cuz that's where I'm at

Let them niggas do the laughin

Give em 30 fuckin years 

And it end up in an ass kiss

I am way past the average

I'm way past this mask bitch

Or bin

Hold my sins

My  chance is gettin thin

Sense it around the corner

Bitch I'm gonna be a goner

Gettin to much to shoulder

Chasin a highscore

I don't know what for

I don't know what for

To be honest I would live a life of leisure

To be honest I 
Wanna run until my knees hurt

Just end up on a tee-shirt

Rather eat a drum of lead

Then be labeled as deserter

Hope its me up first

Line up on the firing squad

Want that shit to hit my skull

Hope you do not miss yo shot

Cuz if you do I'm finna take it

Don't mistake it

Goofy niggas get the dough 

And spend it on gettin baked bitch

Like yeah sure

Gettin higher than bird 
Thinkin tweets will make me swerve 

Now that's shit's absurd

On that tweet tweet

You ain't street street

If you were bitch

You won't speak speak

If you were bitch 

You ain't sleep shit

On my word bitch

Ima reap it

Don't want to hear that shit

Mubblin

Fumblin

Stubblin

You Frontin 

Don't let them demons in

Huntin 

in Hundreds

They prey on the lost ones

Don't wanna see that shit

Elephant

In this shit

Pretend I  saw it

Fuck what I'm feelin then

I'm gunnin

I'm fundin

I summon

My honor

That's just where I'm at

Can't go back 

I can see home from where I am at

That's just where I'm at

Grab that gat

Ting goes red and my brain goes splat.....

Where I'm at (prod.meiendoshi)

Lyrics:

Don't hear moves bitch It's just talkin

Asked if I feel doomed bitch It is often

Ask me for soft beats ain't pickin no cotton

Bettin for the top even though I know it is bought in

I don't even know bitch

I don't even know

I don't even know bitch

I don't even know 

If you niggas gonna fold bitch

I'll send yah through the post

Stop with all this hopin

I do it till I'm a ghost

Bitch

I be on a misson

All my calls be missed

I don't need permision

I'm take your shit

Imma take the risk

I be goin like this

I be holdin the pistol

Gonna give yo ass a tip

A liar's 

A mytar

No truth

To accquire

The judge 

Ain't so squire

And hell 

Got no fire

Bitch that classified

And I know why

They bank on fear

That's why they hide

Ain't nothin to fear 

but whats inside this mind

I said too much 

Now Im out the side 

I hear the crunch

So I start the writin

And with some luck

You'll see how its tied in

And with some luck

I'll end up dyin

{REDACTED}

Lyrics:
Yeah turn my brain to cream

Ha Ha

This a nightmare not a dream 

Ha Ha

Now there ain't no point in screamin

Nada

Busy talkin to the screen

Shut up) X2

How can I handle stress can't get a hold of my emotions

All you see are pictures I've been goin through the motions

And lord I've been prayin every night 

But my mind cant help but fuckin race say yo grace before you die

Yall won't shoot me

Before I shoot myself

And I'll see you sorry  niggas when I rot in hell

Wow thats so mean

Nigga all well

And I swallow all my sorrows when I pop a pill

And yall ain't take me serious

Pull up to your crib with a mask I'm H20 Delrious

(Yeah turn my brain to cream

Ha Ha

This a nightmare not a dream 

Ha Ha

Now there ain't no point in screamin

Nada

Busy talkin to the screen

Shut up) X4

Ha Ha (PROD. BY WXRST)

Domicile 

Catch me outside what yah wanna do?

Feel the bugs in my skin write my ass looney tune

Write my ass ah..

Listen,

I'm in my domicle aka my prison

Listen,

Too far in denial to try to  listen

Move some racks out

Gotta clean

That boi a rap star

He got a dream

Move any faster

 I cause a scene yeah

Think I lost control

 lost my function

Only way to rap is with that sauce on my tongue bitch

This dat fuck shit

Nigga fuck it

Ain't no coming back 

Run it back

Understand

That is mask

Is my last

Way to communicate

Out the gate

Its too late 

Tryna vacate the fuckin area

Ship yah homie back through the cheapest fuckin carrrier

Domicle

Nigga don't worry about me

Couldn't give a fuck

You ain't fuckin with me

Nigga don't worry about me

I'm up on my grind

Yeah this a bad timing

If I said I'm good then I'm lying

Stack a couple hundreds then i'm fine den

Think I tried a hundred damn times and

A thousand attempts

Won't leave exempt from

You

I got resent

I want you dead 

I want revenge for you

I'm at my best

Im at worst

And i;m endin up hurt

For you

Think you up to somethin

Think I need to go away

Took my need to care

Careful dont get carried the fuck away

You ain't worth the fight

Why you worried bout

Where have I been

I've been livin life

Wonderin bout where the time went

Factory default

How people

Would you die on your feet for

How many people

Know we are people

What do you bleed for

What do you bleed for Factory default

How people

Would you die on your feet for

How many people

Know we are people

What do you bleed for

What do you bleed for

What Do You Bleed For (Prod.98loud)

Lyrics:

Bitch these lies is lookin vacant

Writin down shit so my future self can get to the final destination

But I ain't got no patience 

Killed my motivation

By the fuckin Mayans man that how I'm gonna..

Now I ain't no fuckin lyricist  

Just that starin at the mirror shit

If I  can get this life together   

Trust you ain't be hearin shit

That beef will put you out of  business 

better of just searin it

Fuck a nigga fearin it

Get up off my ass

Imma make a whole career of it

Gotta lung full of smoke

Gotta head full of dope

I got demons in my closet

And they looking for a host

I got 10 more days

Better look both ways

For I end up on the gram

Make ah brand new craze

You ain;t shit

Bitch get outta my way gotta hit that lick

Man one of these days im get that list

Give a fuck what you say imma take that risk

Imma end up in haze off that Szechuan mist

Imma runnin like a motherfuckin up to something

Gotta big stick so a mother fucka up and coming

I don't need no Labels

That's some fairy tales and fables

I ain't giving up shit

Bitch I'll build the chair and the fuckin tables

(And the fuckin tables)

Bitch these days are gettting darker

As im starting to realize ain't no point in tryin harder

and harder

and harder

I guess I'm never satisfied 

Till I reach this 

Stupid little

Perfection that I have in mind

All these fuckin people that I met

All these goals I set

All these holes that I let grow

Won't steal the show

But the pauses in the conversation

Let people see the displacement I have with my own destination

Bitch I'm gone

I'm tired of going along

With other people's plans 

So that I get along

Am I wrong?

Am I fucking wrong for

Thinkin about myself 

Burn that bridge witha song 

Bitch Im gone

Yeah Im way fucking gone

And i'm driftin in to space when I loaded up the bong

Yeah my stay here ain't long

Gotta put in all the work

Gotta put it in a song

What I got I let em see

Think I have dependency

Of what people think

And I'm gassed up off that rage just a little bit of jealousy

Brothers turn to enemies

Niggas call me distant

When I'm switchin up that energy

Niggas best remember me

Niggas off that Hennessey

Its been far too long

Since I've cried

Yeah I'm dead asleep

Turnna blind eye

Bet that shit is gettin deadly

I love so hard

I let em take what was left of me

All that shit that I could have had

(Only hoes finish last

When I step up on stage

Everybody textin back

Leave my body in the bath

I way to lost to matter

If its up to me

Put my head up on a platter) X2

Vacant

Lyrics:

I'm do this shit

Look I'm movin this shit

I workin through christmas

Its whoville and shit

I really don't care now who in this bitch

Im gettin fucked up till im slewin my shit

Call what you want but, Im never gonna tap out

Nigga got a plan, and its heat, its gotta pan out

Nigga rather drown, in his sleep, then a handout

Nigga got bands on capiche yeah

Yeah I'm really going through the fuckin motions

Nigga got a bitch through a potion

Yeah I need a quote for that qoution

I really ain't up for all that wack ass show biz

The plat be on the way

The silver lining is I get paid

Either hand it over

Or this hand grenade

Either way I blow up

In yo fuckin face  

Im doin this shit

Yeah I'm doin it (repeat)

Been the hottest of minutes

I been watchin like a menace

Please pardon my break

Cuz I'm an inventive

That get rich quick

Ain't part of my incentive

Best tout my shit

Cuz I wanna win it shit

Don't want no synonyms

Call this trash

Well I put a bin in it

Sippin on the rum

With that little bit of cinnamon

Way it hit my gut

Make a nigga wanna spin again

Yuck

I'm do this shit

Look I'm movin this shit

I workin through christmas

Its whoville and shit

I really don't care now who in this bitch

Im gettin fucked up till im slewin my shit

Call what you want but, Im never gonna tap out

Nigga got a plan, and its heat, its gotta pan out

Nigga rather drown, in his sleep, then a handout

Nigga got bands on chipishe yeah

Yeah I'm really going through the fuckin motions

Nigga got a bitch through a potion

Yeah I need a quote for that qoution

I really ain't up for all that wack ass show biz

The plat be on the way

The silver lining is I get paid

Either hand it over

Or this hand grenade

Either way I blow up

In yo fuckin face

Hand Grenade

Whole lotta fakes

I just been thinkin bout one of of these days

Whole lotta fakes

Whole Lotta fakes

I just been thinkin the fuck is my fate

Whole lotta fakes

Ride round shit till my wheels fall off

And I need about a sec 

See my body on the stretcher

I'm been floatin 

Only fittin that I get hauled off  

I got countless 

numbers of the copes

Just to make it through the day

Try to put it in my work 

But I still feel same

Try to put it in the dirt

I can take it to my grave

Try to slow up with the drugs

But it all be in vein

Whole lotta fakes

I just been thinkin bout one of of these days

Whole lotta fakes

Whole Lotta fakes

I just been thinkin the fuck is my fate

Whole lotta fakes

Whole lotta fakes

I just been thinkin bout one of of these days

Whole lotta fakes

Whole Lotta fakes

I just been thinkin the fuck is my fate

Whole lotta fake shit

Call me when I make it

Body goin numb

And my soul is goin vacant

Niggas call me trife

I don't put up with defacement

Pop a fuckin bottle

SoI can put up with the faces

Stop

With the riddlin

High 

Off the Ritalin

Sacrifice my life

Just so I can fucking live again

I might sin again

I might win it then

Whats the fucking cost of freind

If I reach a millions?

WHOLE LOTTA

I just came out from the mist

Missed that pussy talkin shit

And no you cant come on my track

All those tik tok views ain't crap

I got Mats

Crank a 90 on the bitch

Den I hit her with the juice

No, I don't wanna listen

Im mixing up the booth 

I'm way to fuckin livid

I'm living out this hell

I be drunk as hell

I just lost myself

All that shit that nigga be lost in

Piece of myself is what it really be costin

Mind just melt cuz these bars too caustic

Might just blown up on the scene like a nigga runnin in boston

All that shit that nigga be lost in

Piece of myself is what it really be costin

Mind just melt cuz these bars too caustic

Might just blown up on the scene like a nigga runnin in boston

I don't need a plaque

I just sit in the back and write on my pad

I don't need a plaque

 My lungs turned black and harden in plat from the shit that I gas

I don't need a plaque

You niggas won't last drop quicker that the crap out my motherfuckin ass
 
I don't need a plaque

All my shit by myself worth more than the wealth

More than the bands 

Worth more then a 

Bell

Runnin it up

Sell

Fuck it up

Im carless

On Roe

Im marlyin

Just rose to the celling

So to close to a feeling

Woah

Woah

WoahI got Mats

Crank a 90 on the bitch

Den I hit her with the juice

No, I don't wanna listen

Im mixing up the booth 

I'm way to fuckin livid

I'm living out this hell

I be drunk as hell

I just lost myself

All that shit that nigga be lost in

Piece of myself is what it really be costin

Mind just melt cuz these bars to too caustic

Might just blown up on the scene like a nigga runnin in boston

All that shit that nigga be lost in

Piece of myself is what it really be costin

Mind just melt cuz these bars to too caustic

Might just blown up on the scene like a nigga runnin in boston

I don't need a plaque

I just sit in the back and write on my pad

I don't need a plaque

My lungs turned black and harden in plat from the shit that I gas

I don't need a plaque

You niggas won't last drop quicker that the crap out my motherfuckin ass
 
I don't need a plaque

All my shit by myself worth more than the wealth

More than the bands 

Worth more then a 

Bell

Sell

Carless

Im Marylin

Woah

Woah

Woah

I DONT WANNA LISTEN

Lyrics:

Goin real hard

 Until I die

 Sun is up

Dusk turn the dawn

Have I done enough?

Runnin down this shit ain't no runna up

Real life fiend 

I can't get enough

Nigga straight up skirtin on this melody

What the fuck a friend cuz they all dead to me

try to lift the curtain and there's nothin to see

Fly out to Japan and Imma rest in peace

Set all of these goals so that I am at peace

Stuck in my ways they ain't nothin to see

Fight everdyay for a reason to breathe

The drugs on my tongue just waiting to sleep

All week

Week (x6)

I've been sleeping all-

Week( x6)

Goin real hard

 Until I die

 Sun is up

Dusk turn the dawn

Have I done enough?

Runnin down this shit ain't no runna up

Real life fiend 

I can't get enough

Nigga straight up skirtin on this melody

What the fuck a friend cuz they all dead to me

try to lift the curtain and there's nothin to see

Fly out to Japan and Imma rest in peace

New Dawn

Lyrics:

Ive been

Hiding

Fuckin up my mind I can barely sleep

Hypno-

Tyzing

Caught me day dreamin when Im trying to think

Reachin for-

The Horizin

Another dead nigga I ain't gotta be

Surviving

Heartless

Nigga what you sew is what you bouta reap

Ok

Gettin hard to stand in this bitch
  
And they  standin at attention for this man to get his lick

Lowkey bought to fuckin spazz up in this whip

Starin at the dash and all my plans have gone to shit

I don't give a fuck

I don't give a damn

Niggas throw them rocks and then they rocking like they been a fan

Get a couple of bands and then they throw you to the masses

Nigga think its sweet

They drip like Molasses

Honestly Im missing out on bags

Run it up

I'm coming up

I fuckin it up on cam

Honestly Im runnin out of ways to fucking cope

They way my niggas praise my tracks Im feelin like the pope

Look at TV

They won't believe me 

Flipin that switch

Now they wanna be me

Beep Beep

Move it out the way bitch cannot please me

I don't need to love 

I don't need to heebie geebies

Im gettin real tired of this

Pourin my life and Im gettin back a 5th

Getting real tired of this shit

Climing up in time but then I feel im in a ditch

Gettin real tired of this

Pourin my life and Im gettin back a 5th

Im getting real tired of this shit

Climbing up in time but then I feel im in a ditch

Ok

Gettin hard to stand in this bitch
  
And they standin at attention for this man to get his lick

Lowkey bought to fuckin spazz up in this whip

Starin at the dash and all my plans have gone to shit

I don't give a fuck

I don't give a damn

Niggas throw them rocks and then they rocking like they been a fan

Get a couple of bands and then they throw you to the masses

Nigga think its sweet

They drip like Molasses

No way
    
Jose

Bitch not

Today

Ill die

Ill fade

Get out

My face

And I 

Can't see

What I'm 

Too be

But I

Believe 

That I

Am you 

And you are me

Bitch we dying in fire tonight

And only takes one twist of the knife

Way too late to try and put up a fight

Bitch WHo said I was past  Suicide


Tried to chase my fears with all that Hennessey

Had  to chase my friends and then I knew that they was dead to me

Lookin at my path I doubled back

Really had a blast until you stabbed me in the back

Straight addictive poisons yeah I knew that shit was lead to me

Drown it out with sound

That just where my head will be

That shit be the death of me

That shit got the best of me

Please don't resurrect

 If I do another thing twice nigga I can't rest in peace 






Molasses

Niggas think its sad I don't love enough

Heart still cold from the hoes that that just want a cut

Niggas wanna probe why i don't just give a fuck

Only lord knows all the shit I got to bubble up

Mind be split in all directions

A note by the bed is all I really left em

Thinking with my head a doped out erection

I think my soul is dead need a fuckin resurrection

Now all my life ive been a coward

All my life I been huntin for all this power

All my life I been trying tah speak louder 

If a nigga can't leap then its meek to keep doubting

If my jack don't play

I get the candle stick-

And handle it

My account chang ching its speaking mandarin
 
Im rambling

Im betting gainst my self 

Cuz when I get this wealth

Bet I question how the hell to keep gambling

Im can't quit 

Im outside

Come here little shawdy let me take you for a ride

I've done slip

Past the time

That money go quick when I splurge it on a dime

Slit my wrist on psilocybin

Fuck this plane I exist 

Cuz It ain't vibin

All these tears from shit I end up wiping

Gun to my head rather dead then keep writing


$HINY FRESCO

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