empty words w/wxlf777

tape after tape, drink after drink
when im alone in my thoughts, the pen just happens to write
and when i go online, see a post, fake smiles, and lame captions
overplaying the fact, that we aint cool with that shi
ive been distant with others, coolin in my brothers
we may not speak for weeks when their gone
the moment they touch down, party nonstop till were back on the floor
broken bottles and leafs coverin the ground keeps
ive made it clear, that most of yall aint goin places at all
i dont mean to repeat, but let me speak what i think
u fake it till u make it, and at the top, u play like u did it all
ur lowballin yourself, the money dryer the first
reality hits like a truck, and now ur scartching for bucks
crackhead ass niggas askin for help, will i do it
fuck that, and fuck u, yes u can say that i switch
but from my perspective, im still around the same ones as 2019
broke city, with broke bitches, mix with broke daddies
its a endless cycle from my part, i had to break from all that
i needed my kids a life that i wanted, hard ships will come
i gotta prepare them for that, friends never stay
and bitches will go, but at the end of the day
u still rock with yourself, cause at the top its just u by yourself
as a kid we used to plan our whole future
get a apartment and lived together making that big money
we laughed it off cause it was funnny, but deep down its what we wanted, to live in a comfy space, with enough in our pockets
so we wouldnt be begging on the streets, enough in the fridge
so we got something to eat, one of us wouldnt be on the block
serving god knows what, some crack, maybe a brick, maybe a 8th
those kids never recover, when one of them got addicted to early
a drug addict is the worse with some money
give them a amount, i promise theyll spend it like that
i promise theyll only be happy, with a puff and a hit
until they get hit with reality, bustin their ass for a minum wage salary
40 in the bank, to them thats enough for a G, im disappointment
we fell off, cause yall wasnt makin the cut
i grew up, had to be the man, and start working myself
found a career, got paid now im living with a dream everyday
yall stuck on the past, and live thinkin the future aint here
thats why they say im ahead of my time, thats why i keep myself
from the fakes, shooting shots like the lakers, tally off most niggas
like hits, that negativty energy, may have got to me
but i keep my head straight, and stay on path
the stones were set in place, it was my job to take the first step
pals looking around, city lights were beautiful as kids
now there distratcing my view, driving around looked fun
now the gas bill is getting too much, ur heads bigger then before
let me guess ur ego is taking its toll, lookin like ur the best
but we all know, ur the most insercuse
people asked how i got through with my shi, how i still manage to be the best in my shi, stay quiet and keep to myself
its honestly thanks to me realizing the real lies
that were stuck in the sky when were blowing the clouds
from one wood to being alone, guess thats what happens when u stay at the bottom, love by many, hated by others
same ones who were once, my brothers, are turnin to haters
seeing me leave the old shi in the past, seeing me step up and be the man, causing alot of distractions, they hatin cause they aint do it like me, trynna keep me where i started, as if i wasnt already getting ahead start, in life u gotta cut those, who never wanted the best
keep those, who wanted u to suceed, leave this shi place
cause no body wants to stay in shi place

Kid's story(Prod.Rama Low)

Rebound (p. Jones)

Violet

Night Skies (prod. metlast)

Nervous/Tongue Tied (Prod by. @ProdMolly_)

Produced by ASP

LYRICS///
steady keep it thuggin
bitches thinkin that Im dead
Im the shepherd to these women
they dont know they’re gettin lead
you wont get a chance to talk
best believe I keep a weapon
Im not talkin bout a blade pop the M 19 11
bitch Im late and cannot wait
I know I aint reachin heaven
all my problems fade away
when Im talking to the 7
think Im better layin low
think you better fucking know
everytime that u adress me
it should be :The fuxkin goat

why u think you get the shivers when Im close n down the street
please dont think I need attention negative bitch Im a creep
pour all of my gasoline
poppin every single pill
light myself on fuckin fire in a fuxkin limousine

bitch they know I hang with death
slit yo throat unleash my wrath
bathe in blood I bathe in fire
while I try to hold my breath

𝒶𝓅𝒶𝓉𝒽𝓎

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