Dosage

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I don't know if you're alive or just pretending
With all the time you'll end up spending alone
Cause i know you fear it more than anything I've ever known
Can you fix it at all?
Think i need a witch doctor
Hexing on my heart i feel it

Gnawing on me
But wont let me escape
The way you're tired of me
But won't unlock these chains
I've been trapped here in this cycle
I don't think that I'm okay
Cause I'll be your laughing stock
I hope you're entertained

Cause i runaway
In your mind, i swear I'll roam in it forever
In the end
Cause I'll never see your face again
I know it never really mattered cause you're still

Gnawing on me
But wont let me escape
The way you're tired of me
But won't unlock these chains
I've been trapped here in this cycle
I don't think that I'm okay
Cause I'll be your laughing stock
I hope you're entertained

And i know
It's not getting better
I'm nothing but a jester
Your punchline, you're my header
All the time i thought I'd get back
Don't let go, I'm falling right back
I'm so attached
I'd never leave
I'm so defenseless when
They all attack
It's so relentless

I don't know if you're alive or just pretending
With all the time you'll end up spending alone
Cause i know you fear it more than anything I've ever known
Can you fix it at all?
Think i need a witch doctor
Hexing on my heart i feel it

Gnawing on me
But wont let me escape
The way you're tired of me
But won't unlock these chains
I've been trapped here in this cycle
I don't think that I'm okay
Cause I'll be your laughing stock
I hope you're entertained

Cause i runaway
In your mind, i swear I'll roam in it forever
In the end
Cause I'll never see your face again
I know it never really mattered cause you're still

Gnawing on me
But wont let me escape
The way you're tired of me
But won't unlock these chains
I've been trapped here in this cycle
I don't think that I'm okay
Cause I'll be your laughing stock
I hope you're entertained

motley

Turn the bass up
Some more
Turn the bass up
Yeah


Well you might as well not go
See you not tryna get along
I'll lay it all on the floor
But you said that you did it alone
I'm so close you could kiss on my cheek
I'm so close you can smell my cologne
What's the word what you on?
I like what you got on 
You like what I got on
We'll link up and go home 
Please spare me the details
I'm not with the mind games
I was never one to really kiss and tell
I'm out of my mind frame 
I was never one to really wish you well
And I wish you well
Throw them coins down the wishing will
But if you make a wish baby don't you tell
Serving crack on the corner now
We got clientele we got clientele
You don't know what you calling bout
Wanna hear my voice, yeah I get it yeah


I'ma just do it all day, I'ma do it til I die
I'ma just do it all day, I'ma do it til I die
I'ma do it til I die, I'ma do my whole life
I just been putting in pain and pain and pain
I'm taking my wrongs and making em right oh
Right oh
Turn it up 
Turn it up turn it up turn
Turn up the bass some more
Get in your face some more
Get in my face some more
Pushing you out the door
Pussy ya window close
Japan is back you know
He here to take ya hoe
He here to claim the throne
These niggas lame these bitches lame I know
I'm knowing how it goes
Got the RAF on me and it go
Leather jacket and it go
Get the backend I buy the store
All these niggas they call me a poet
I'm just talking bout all that I know
I'm just talking my real deal life
Shit come with strife I know
I roll up that weed I know
I'm blazing it turn me to someone I don't even know
I'ma kid I don't know what I'm doing ima give it a go
If you give me the dice I'ma roll
If you give me the dice I'ma roll
If you give me the dice I'ma roll
Just like Yatzhee
Fuck the world up, like it topped me
That's ya girl? Oh she topped me
Bitch I own it. It is not leased
I don't get fake high I get real high
I get stupid high. Got the top weed
On the countryside with the horses
They inspire me
They just running
They just running
They just running
They just running
They just running
It's a run in we run in ya house
I'ma child soldier baby I'm doing exactly what I'm taught
I'ma child soldier baby I need you to give me the twat
Huh twat

SoClose

If you meant what you said when you said it
I'm not gon forget that shit
I'm not gon forget I'm not gonna huh

You gotta keep that same vibe for when I see you I'm not even playing
You would be so God damn surprised when you see what I fit in these jeans, in these pants
I fit the whole God damn 9 in the back of the Margiela slacks
Hoes they falling in line they doing the rounds
I fucked em all back to back
It's water under the bridge, these niggas gon drown
I'm pushing you off nigga watch yo back
You looking too hard at the ice on my arms I'ma honor roll boy, I'ma fuck yo bitch 

Nigga that's the Draco talking shut the fuck up let em
Spit
I'm on a lot of drugs nigga I'm going through it
I got a lot of drugs
Running through my body right now I wish I was kidding
Baby you wish this was love
Bitch this is ain't love I was just tryna get that kitty

If you meant what you said when you said it
I'm not gon forget that shit
If you meant what you said when you said it
I'm not gon forget it,  You know it's the truth 
Yeah I'm addicting to spending I'm blowing that bag
Couple of thousand on shoes
Couple of thousand on shoes won't spend it on you
Won't spend a dollar on you
Soon as I roll this blunt I'ma face it bad
No I can't pass I ain't passing to you
When I first met the hoe the sauce wasn't there
Hoe was just rocking them Jimmy Choos
Gimme gimme money fuck the rules
If I say I'm gon blast get the fuck out the room
Get the fuck out the room get the fuck out that bitch
I got I got I got
I got all this money on me and I'm tryna spend it all
Baby you can't be my one and only gotta be the third or fourth

NeverForget

SILLY BANDS @revivedcasket

Velaria x Bereavement

My Time

be like us prod @izzah @rexv2s

Yeah Ight

I got Vetements on my chest
When ya bitch see this she get wet
Oh my god
I got too much swag
Just bought my baby a Birkin bag
I got too much racks
Just bought a Rarri' ain't buying a Jag
Yeah 
Please don't waste my time
VVS on my neck shine
This bitch snortin' lines
She won't get a dime
On my soul

Hop on a flight let's go
On my way to Rome
I'm not coming home
I gotta do my my show
Nigga that's fasho
I put the team on my back
Score at the rim like my name Shaq
Huh
Nigga be talkin' that cap
Slide on his block the fit all black
Uh huh
Nigga man up
I pour a eight in the Fanta
She a dancer
Bad bitch say that I'm handsome

Yeah Ight

I got Vetements on my chest
When ya bitch see this she get wet
Oh my god
I got too much swag
Just bought my baby a Birkin bag
I got too much racks
Just bought a Rarri' ain't buying a Jag
Yeah 
Please don't waste my time
VVS on my neck shine
This bitch snortin' lines
She won't get a dime
On my soul

Yeah, she wants to ride
Say-say-say, come get mine
I get this hoe wet I send shivers down her spine.
She said she know I like to lie
Yeah, alright
Keep a chop right on my hip
In case you want to die
L-l-lil bitch got blue hair
and the Moncler
If she keeps fucking around, there's going to be homicide
I had to go; I've been moving way too different
They was moving slow
They say you got way too many bitches
 I can't hold the load
That lil' bitch makes me feel nice; she
ain't any hoe
I can't wear no VVS, because I'm in love
with gold

Yeah Ight

I got Vetements on my chest
When ya bitch see this she get wet
Oh my god
I got too much swag
Just bought my baby a Birkin bag
I got too much racks
Just bought a Rarri' ain't buying a Jag
Yeah 
Please don't waste my time
VVS on my neck shine
This bitch snortin' lines
She won't get a dime
On my soul

yeah ight w/ JCR @xansays

SKYDWN