intro:

i look up in the fucken sky i see the clouds
and they remind me off the powder on my phone screen
im off amphetamines and ketamine
im smoking laced cigarettes
its a beautifull fucken day
i pull out my phone n i text my brodies whatsgood
n i think about this life im livin in the fucken present

hook:

tell me imma tweaker while i lace my fucken cigarette
crystal in ur eyes u watch dance around my silhoutte
i dont wanna ever lose the memories that i forget
try to hold on but i lose my muthufukin head
tell me imma tweaker while i lace my fuckin cigarette
crystal in ur eyes u watch me dance around my silhoutte
tell me that i need ya cuz without the drugs theres nothin left
tell me that i need ya cuz without the drugs ill end up dead
ill just end up dead
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8AM"PHETAMINES ##interlude

drop of death w/ david shawty ig: @itstateshawty @1davidshawty [jake hansen]

(lyrics)

yea it’s been a long week 
been years 
but i know that she want me 
dope in the back 
movin like a zombie 
when i first met u i was on three
i’ve been thru a lot as of lately 
and i haven’t seen you 
in a damn year
in my room wit a blunt fulla hd 
but the smoke don’t cover my damn tears 
always wanna tat up my skin 
i was young 
but i knew what i want bitch 
and my blunt like my bread 
it be never thin
when u came to me 
i saw heaven split 
and this life go by quick 
it could disappear in an instant 
tryna make a change wit my klique 
stay tryna get green   
yea i been lit 
i remember in junior high school
got jumped 
so i went bought my tool 
and i fiend 4 da white 
make me drool 
cus i love dem lines 
imma geeked fool 
yea my brain fuckin wit itself 
picked findin truth over my health 
i been thru a lotta journeys 
chose reallife 
i ain’t worry bout wealth

heaven split (p. noah808)

(lyrics)

she said fuck you last year 
why u tryna fuck me now 
never feel my head clear 
less i’m floating in the clouds 
used 2 say i’d never make it
wit dat weird sound
so don’t invite me 2 yo function 
i won’t come around 
hunnids i don’t count 
put them in
the bag of white 
cut another line
so i can’t be sad at night 
seen my brother die 
fuckin cops took my wife 
can’t do shit it’s life 
that’s just what it’s like 

now i fill dat crack up in my soul 
wit 20 racks 
for dem years gone girl 
i’ll get u fucking back 
link up wit the bros 
smoke and make a hunnid tracks 
i don’t need fame 
me nd shawty run da trap 

henny bottles 
wit the benzos 
play wit life 
nintendo 
i don’t give a fuck 
what i did 
i don’t ever make amends hoe 
bitch i’m me 
don’t apologize 
put my heart
into all i write 
i could never tell one lie 
up in a song 
i would rather die 

cap shit that’s embarrassing 
shawty swear that i’m heaven sent 
white pills no claritin 
molly in my brain left a dent 

i don’t think i’ll ever heal now 
ain’t nobody got a clue
every time i crush a pill down 
i’m thinking of you

what it's like (p. cr1tter)

dragging my feet till the wheels stop spinning (prod. arson0)

𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗⁎✬

veni kreator (release mij van alles)

"
lyrics ;
"
a reflection less keepe me sane
a potential threat ; forgettingk my name
wheneivre im blessed i feel insane
whatever is aksedt ; reciton de game
a reflection less keepe me sane
a potential threat ; forgettingk my name
"
(forget-
forgettingk myh-
myh namee
forget-)
"
EEvane-
eEEvaangeliyonee ; iy feele horrendouse
eevangeeliionee ; iy feeal horrendouse
iy donte needt yu anymooree
"

evangelione (i feel horrendouse)

mastered by @cutmeup
"
lyrics ;
"
(iy turne my dawe into de confessione booth)
turn my daw to de confessione booth
(iy turne my dawe into de confessione booth)
whateivre spoken will convert to de real truth
(whateivre spoken will convert to de real truth)
turn my daw to de confessione booth
(iy turne my dawe into de confessione booth)
im wit myself inside watchingk how iy move
(im wit myself inside watchingk how iy move)
iy turne my dawe into de confessione booth
(iy turne my dawe into de confessione booth)
now i got new attachments & im still delirious
im stille wit my brethren dey be de only i can trust
& i feel horrendian, u try to hard u cannot be us
"

confessione booth (prod. incomori)

i sit outside
and smoke another cigarette alone
again it's just another day at home
it's nice to know i have somewhere just like this
to share with someone like you
i really like you
smokin all nite waiting 4 the sun 2 rise
passed out ,woke up you were looking in my eyes
we put the same album on repeat again
dry our eyes while we thinkin bout our old friends
i pray tht this wont b the end
were they really that bad when we think abt it again

dissection shirt with the white pants
the way you clung to me when we held hands
i know you never thought it'd be like this
and you fell in love with unsure and hopeless
you're better off with money not romance
but you're still here with me
waiting for another chance to slamdance
your pink guitar with the black strap
nodding out while you're playing death cab
we won't wake up this time
we could never feel fine 4 a lifetime

and i hated feeling sorry for myself
when im the one who could've helped
you feel better in your skin
cuz im so petty and so high
i never seem to get it right
and so tonight i've decided to
smoke myself into a coma
but you'll never even notice
cuz you're getting high and dying too

Fine 4 A Lifetime [prod. EpicHookBeatz]

cover art by boatbenji x coldhart

each song holds a certain memory

what it's like (p. cr1tter)

sk3tch