I j came thru w an ounce up in my hand
In my pocket 6 xans, got blunt guts all on my pants
I got old ass clothes, not complaining this my swag
Got a new pair of dunks and I covered them in Ash

I be Speeding round the city so I gotta watch my Ass
Even though it’s personal they still gon call it contraband
When they see the way I’m living guaranteed they scared or sad 
But one thing rest assured Yung blasé gon get this Bag 

I’m on the same drugs baby, if you Remember 
But I got a different vender, its been a couple Novembers
Since i folded under pressure, back on drugs tryna  Forget her 
And ever since then I been on a fucking bender, bitch

Although I’m clean as fuck I did you dirty in the Summer  
And I be speeding up in the race for eternal slumber
I would keep on going But I’m sick of being a Bummer
need the whole thing, hoes, rings, Henny in a hummer 

I j came thru w an ounce up in my hand
In my pocket 6 xans, got blunt guts all on my pants
I got old ass clothes, not complaining this my swag
Got a new pair of dunks and I covered them in Ash

I be Speeding round the city so I gotta watch my Ass
Even though it’s personal they still gon call it contraband
When they see the way I’m living guaranteed they scared or sad 
But one thing rest assured Yung blasé gon get this

blase (prod. sachy)

Fresh2016

L4L&A

rotten rose and a coked stuffed nose (by comehelpglo)

It’s on Spotify and YouTube but not on this app so I’m posting it here for him Becuase I want to listen to it

skin to skin by (comehelpglo)

InAYear

crush n’ snort

how’d I see 19?

Sinsects (my souls made of lsd) [prod. AMETHYST POSSE]

LYRICS 

Staring into the abyss 
I feel it staring back

I’ve been living on the edge 
And I’ve been tryna to stay on track 

Wish I didn’t need the meds 
To fill the void I’m feeling now 

Wish I didn’t learn to swim 
In life cuz I’m just tryna drown 


All the nights that we go out 
I don’t feel alive 

Just pretending to enjoy it 
Bitch inside I want to die 

Looking forward to the day 
That I won’t have to feel the night 

I won’t bug you when I do it 
Quick cuz ima do it right 


Bitch I sin I don’t zyn smoking dutches with the zip 
Trying to find a way to live my life the margin paper thin 
Momma told me always do what’s right I take another hit 
When I die there might not be a light but I don’t give a shit 


Watch me fly By Whippin it 
Now I ain’t scared to die 

I don’t need a hoe to ride for me 
Bitch I can tell me lies 

I just need the meds and hennessey 
I’m pulling out the nine 

I don’t need to be depressed 
So that I want to take my life 


Got that blood red whip 
Smokin sticky on the go 

Shawty wanna be official 
But I keep it on the low 

I don’t want to break her heart 
She’ll find me seizing on the floor 

Veins cut open praying hoping 
I don’t wake up anymore 


Cuttin up a body 
Sprinkle salt and lime 

Mixin and we crossing 
Wanna test my life 

Bitch I’m dying young 
Why should I even try 

Motha fuckers buggin 
Ain’t no tellin why  

Rollin up another 
Wanna numb my mind 

Finger on the trigger 
Wanna live tonight 

Married to the meds 
Now I don’t need a bride 

You should live your own way 
Bitch I’m livin mine 


While I’m still Sau 
Ain’t nobody gotta know 

Smokin stoggis feeling lonely 
Wakin up inside a morgue
 
Hittin licks wit Kirby keys 
We get to steppin on that hoe 

Grab the bottle hit the throttle 
Keep on sinning till I’m cold

how’d I see 19?

𝔖𝔥𝔩𝔲𝔪𝔭𝔶