lyrics - 

If u wanna go east 
We could catch a flight
Girl, I'm sixteen
 I say every fucking time
I can't until I'm 20, till I'm 25
I can't wait until its over
I be wastin time
I be makin shit but bitches blowin up my line
And I'm in love with these bitches 
They be lovin white
Need some amphetamine so I can clear my fucking mind

Need some acid for the low 
I got it on my tongue 
Need a bad bitch 
I hope she lookin like a dime
Need a bad bitch who always got me in her mind
Even tho she think I'm ugly 
I be thinkin twice
Bitch I'm gettin plays 
I'm always skatin every night
If u think that u can hurt me u ain't thinkin right
If u got some weed lets match I got u with a nine
If u want some coke or x, I don't even mind

U just gotta fly you gotta blow away the pain
Blow away the fucking feelings that I fucking cried
NEW GOTH MONEY
I be sniffin ice
I just wanna fly 
Baby, wanna purp away
Wanna roll some weed and blow my fucking ghost away

U just gotta fly 
You gotta blow away the pain
Blow away the fucking feelings that I fucking cried
Bitch, I'm NEW GOTH MONEY
I be sniffin ice
I just wanna fly 
Baby, wanna purp away
Wanna roll some weed and blow the fucking ghost away
Like what u tryna say

Ghost (Prod. Thersx)

shoutout jester forest creature n shoutout my fuckn bae <33
(prod. @coupeverb)

crazy dream (p. coupeverb)

Gothalena<3

(prod. sk3tch) @noobsesh

(lyrics)

smoke the whole blunt 
bitch dont tap out
benny wit xanax i black out 
trap from my room
i got mad pounds
chillin wit cold in the rap clouds
drowsy off drugs 
that i put on my tongue
checkin my phone
cus i swear that it rung
pick up the call
what the fuck have u done 
i swallowed them pills
then i went super dumb
got rings on my fingers
i named all my entities
chain on my neck
so im stuntin real heavenly
drugs all up on me 
im not even seventeen
i got dis bitch on her knees 
when she met w me
im jus a kid in the cut 
rappin daily
love 4 my girl 
so i hope she dont fail me
hope she dont bail 
and i hope she dont drop me
baby u wouldnt 
but life is a copy

oh my god im feeling so faded 
baby girl we changing like seasons 
could you just me some reasons 
never mind get the fuck out my face

Waking up feeling faded
baby I cant fucking see
I be feeling moody
doing drugs in the backseat
Maybe u shouldn’t drive
I could call u up a taxi
Baby u so fine
u can fuck me without asking
I don’t even mind shawty
do just what u please
I could do another line
Give myself a nose bleed
I could cross the finish line
And you could be my trophy
All I do is smoke smoke smoke
Ima dope fein

super dumb (w/ noobsesh)

(prod. sk3tch) @noobsesh

(lyrics)

all your empty apologies 
playing games inside my mind
don't tell me that youre sorry 
I swear I am doing fine
fucked up too many times
cant turn this wrong into a right 
now im fucking out the door

my head is floating
im in my bed im smoking
my soul been open
for months now think im chosen
i smoke this o bitch
could die up in a moment
i feel like noobsesh
offa acid tab im choking
i dont gotta fucking say sorry
nothing even matters
i been in my room
n im smokin on sum loud shatter
didnt tell u how i felt 
knew that youd get even madder
i h8 all the fuss chatter
throw myself off a ladder

empty apologiez (w/ noobsesh)

(p. sk3tch)

(lyrics)

she talks like someone who is dead
I cant get her out of my head
no matter how hard I try
wanna watch me go into the light
im fine if you are fine
baby we don't even gotta fight.. 
one foot out of the door
but I keep coming back for more 
can you tell me what's my problem 
picking crumbs up off the floor

picking cigs up off tha floor
out my mind
my eyes are torn
this body that ive worn
years and years it hurt my core
runnin thru the stands
got a hunnid fuckin bands
and i spend it on sum xans
offa 20 miligrams 
i got knots in my back 
curses in my brain
i dont value ur words
cus u trapped in the game
sk3tch pourin up
so yk i go insane
got her dancing on the dick
while she moan sketch name
beat yo ass in the black fit
like im bruce wayne
od in my bed 
girl im jesse and you jane

zombie shawty (w/ noobsesh)

[CHORUS]
HEARTLESS FOOL 
DONT KNOW WHAT DO
TRAPPED INNA CAGE
DEPRESSED BLUNTS 
RULE 
BLEEDN
ON MY JEANS
CHRIS CROSS FIEND
YOUU
KNIVE N MY POCKET 
LEAVE YOU DOWN BY
THE MELDEWW

LEAVE YOU DOWN BY
THE MELDEWW

HEADLESS CORPSE ON DA GROUND 
HE A TOOL EVERYBODY KNO THAT
EVERYBODY FOOLS...

[VERSE]
IN THE END IN THE END IN THE END
IN THE ENDDD I KNOW HOW MY STORY
ENDS YOUR THE GARGOYLE OHH MANNN
ITS A NEVERENDING STORY AGAIN

SEE ME IN HELL CAUSE I GOT NO FRIENDS
SPEARS IN MY BONES TIME CRUSH AGONYY
PURE COLD BLOODED RAGE ALL IN MY TOMBB
MISS EX CUT MYSELF IN THE GOD DAMN ROOOM
STILL DONT KNOW HOW TO FEEL MYSELF

REALLY REALLY REALLY I DONT KNOW MYSELF
EVERYBODY WORTHLESS YOU DONT GOT NO HELP
MOVE AROUND MOVE AROUND HELL

EVERYBODY IN MY DREAMS THEY SCREAMING
OUT FOR HELP SAME AS ME BUT I DONT KNOW 
WHY EVERYBODY CRYS ONNA THA GOTH THRONE 

RESTLESS DEMONIC WINGS OHHH

GUN BULLETS AGONY THATS THE FEELINGS OF. 
EVERYTIME I WAKE UP FEEL LIKE FLESHLESS SKELETONS 
WALKING LIKE AH CORPSE FEEL LIKE BLEEDIN BRUH..

[CHORUS]
HEARTLESS FOOL 
DONT KNOW WHAT DO
TRAPPED INNA CAGE
DEPRESSED BLUNTS 
RULE 
BLEEDN
ON MY JEANS
CHRIS CROSS FIEND
YOUU
KNIVE N MY POCKET 
LEAVE YOU DOWN BY
THE MELDEWW

HEADLESS CORPSE ON DA GROUND 
HE A TOOL EVERYBODY KNO THAT
EVERYBODY FOOLS

HEARTLESS FOOL 
DONT KNOW WHAT DO
TRAPPED INNA CAGE
DEPRESSED BLUNTS 
RULE...

$ANCTUARY - STILETTO KNIVES PROD MUNKO

(prod. vaticvni saint hills)
"
these is not lyrics for i sing these texts (sacred & religious)
a rare preache told to u by the original witchboy lyke i stepped out of the chamber #represent
i is still alyve
"
(i feel lyke all i do is preachin now 2x)

did i aks u for the lyfe advice?
im tryna fucken kno if my heart beatin rite
retard i kno it aint but i was tryna die (i had to check)
ofcourse whatd i expekt from figures in the system (ofcourse)
i did appreciate the low price (thank u doctor)
now i can buy more [will not wrote out for is forbidden] & fuel my reallife
i got a disgusting cough & pressure on my heart 
ur tryna tell me that my fucken livings fine?

"den why the fuk do i abuse. [projection upon myself]

have u perceived dat im not inside the system whoadee?
im fully in designer disguised as a fuckin clone
ill keep in mind what the system want from me & meanwhile ill have polygons upon my fuken phone
i kant believe i would ever trust the fucken system
& i dont, i would never, no, fuckin no
i tote abuse i juggle life just lyke i do my hoes
my ribcage sticks out for i flexx my bones
(vesselabuse)

(i flex upon i do not care about my fysikal 2x)
"

- witchboy