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Skyte lose me 

Lyrics:
You can’t lose me 
You can’t lose me
(Yuh yuh)
You can’t lose me
(Yuh yuh)
You can’t lose me 
(Yuh yuuuuh)
Go! 
Go! 
Go!
Go!
You left at a time when I need you on my side 
Ahead me it’s a long road and I don’t feel alright 
Left me drowning in my sorrow the story of my life
I might down another bottle to get me through the night yuh
Gotta watch when i'm close to you 
And my heart pass time it’s overdue 
I know damn well that you emotional 
He not me then he can’t go with you 
But I’ll leave
If it’s for the better 
Can’t get my shit together 
I thought we was forever 
I guess that was another lie that you told me
Why would you hoe me 
Remember all them nights where you would cry and say hold me 
And I held that dow till the end for you 
Ion care what I bought if it spent for you 
Ain’t no telling what I’ll do when I’m into you 
Got me f*cked up out my head
If anybody 
St- 
St- 
St- 
St- 
St- 
Step to u they (dead)
Gave my all but you did me wrong so I chose paper instead 
Caught up in these memories I can’t seem to forget 
I would rather not see you at all then see you with the next
I’m so lonely 
Hoping I don’t ode
Your my one and only
I don’t wanna take it slowly
Be careful with the words that you say you control me 
Someone send a nurse to my place I’m not joking 
Lazy in my bed it must be from all that smoking
Thoughts up in my head got me caught up with emotions 
I stopped texting first and you barely even noticed 
What you told me hurt man your words are way to potent

Lose me + ayowitty

https://youtu.be/YvfGNoVr8Ys

Lyrics:
Go! x4
Two bands on this stick
I put two hands on your b*tch yuh
And they by her hips
you move wrong and you get clipped 
B*tch i'm in my bag 
Cant no one tell me sh*t
Don't get why they mad 
I got these n*ggas pissed yuh
Feed your hoe some dick 
Thats some sh*t she cant resist 
N*gga mad I took his hoe and then he got back with that b*tch
F*ck round give your hoe a baby 
Let you raise the kid
I know everybody hates me
But I dont give two sh*ts 
(ONG)
This sh*t can get tragic 
If he run up on god then im blasting  
Have his family turn him to ashes 
Broke n*gga you sleep on a mattress
T-rex all my money Jurassic 
But you wont get a band from my pocket
I said "Damn it" I blew another band I need to stop it
I can't work no 9-5 so this my only option
Way to many sons i had to put one for adoption
She see all this money on she don't see that often
Way this money buy your b*tch you woulda thought she had a auction
She wanna hang with a G
(okay)
I put that boy on a tee
(a tee)
Who the f*ck you wanna be?
Had a vision and it came to me
All these b*tches so lame to me 
Leave your block up in Va- Va- Va- (vacancy)
Broke her heart and now she hating me
Living fantasies like make believe 
sh*t can get tragic 
If he run up on god then im blasting  
Bla- bla- bla- bla-
turn him to ashes 
Broke n*gga you sleep on a mattress
T-rex all my money Jurassic 
But you wont get a band from my pocket
I said "Damn it" I blew another band I need to stop it
Yuh yuh
I done told you a million times before 
You had it coming I dont get what you keep crying for 
I tried to trust you it turns out you a lying hoe
She ask me whats the point she dumb if think I would know
I know we parting ways but really i don't like to go
I showed you everything that really i don't like to show
Im sure youll do well I bet you'll go and find a hoe
This don't feel right you know 
This don't feel right you know

Vacancy + ayowitty (video in desc)

Lose Me Og

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/44wqrNw7t9uuFlG639cvDA
Apple Music: https://music.apple.com/us/album/ihateschool-single/1661359480
Prod: Xlirt 
Lyrics:
Sitting in the back of the class 
Stood up finna go and get a pass
I don’t give a f*ck about math
Cause I know how to count this cash 
My friends say I move too fast 
And In the end, I’ll crash 
They don’t really got my back
But this cart in my bag do
Now I’m geeked up chilling in the bathroom
Let it blink two times cause I had to 
My headphones in walk right past you
You don’t like me? No one asked you
And you treat these b*tches like my homework 
Cause they past due
And when the teacher ask me where I’m going 
The classroom 
But that cap I can’t lie 
Stay alone to myself im anti 
And the flows won’t stop, I can’t die 
Being broke then a hoe what u stand by
In yo b*tch jeans tryna find out her pants size
Im the goat in the hall I can’t lie 
Eating good while you stuck in the lunch line 
Tryna make the most cash in the less time 
Do not ask me why i'm not at school 
Time on my hands I got better things to do
Money making plans and I needa see them through 
N*ggas worried bout they grades what that A finna do
so I’m like 
Do not ask me why I’m not at school
Time on my hands I got better things to do
Money making plans and I gotta see them through 
Niggas worried bout that grade what that A finna do 
Uwoah

IHATESCHOOL

Kenshin + melon

too much hustle prod sbc

quanny says - sped up

SKYTE - GON

meet the grahams

Lyrics:

I'm at half health, I need a potion
had to work hard to get this motion
ain't no closed doors I left it open
might seem nonchalant but girl you left me broken

And I was hoping, that we could slow dance
I don't wanna fight lets take this walk and hold hands
Ain't no rekindling flames with all my old friends
swear the way they treating me is making no sense

this hoe a belt 
she chillin on my waistline, don't know how I felt
all I know is that it take time
got your stick in here aim that bitch up like this shit face-time
you can take they sauce and trace they chase but you can't trace mine

doing hoes bad cuz my ex did me the worst way
this shit like a hate crime
I can't trust a soul, everybody finna leave me
I want something to stay mine

Is that too much to ask
baby im moving too fast
like lemme slow down, dont wanna end up just like that past
I'm just looking out, no I ain't tryna go drag you back

cash cash cash, I aint losing track
I got gas gas gas, blowing stupid pack
you might find me in my room with a noose attached
put her in a movie when I blew her back

Slow Dance ft. Skyte

got ts from his insta @ayowitty
this is a snippet or is it? >_<
#cryy

the light left my iris (@ayowitty)

(lyrics:)

they get hotter 
the more i trash em
they climate changed
they homies fuck wit me
they ain’t hittin yo line the same
makes em ponder
they thinkin back on the finer days
of when they fucked wit me
now they feelin some typa way
they got no reputation 
make em feel the hesitation 
i’ll get to em down the road jus like a destination 
you ain’t gon blow up witcho head inflated
thas why yo shawdy legs separated 
like shit during segregation 
i’m in her box like i’m her registration 
a lil payment n she’ll prolly gimme brain 
like i lack education 
30 days in, shawdy doing spins for entertainment 
money spreadded all across the nation 
on a daily basis
i concur all my aspirations 
y’all rappers lane switch
yo swagger, i’m the incarnation
y’all bitin of me
matter fact you salivatin
cryin to yo bitch i hit 
you ain’t as good at animation
no affirmations 
it’s factual when cats is hatin
no acclimation
uncomfortable with raps n cadence
in fact you basic 
you rappin like an imitation 
my image stainless
my feature price an amputation
i’ve allocated payment
while y’all coppin allegations 
i’m assasinatin tracks
yo lyrics need some annotations
method payin out the ass
you’d think i’m tax evadin 
yeah they was hatin
now they screamin out congratulations 
i’m captivating
money talker my appellation 
they talkin crazy but
all i’m hearing is admiration 
it’s validation 
yo bitch turned on like an activation
she gag on sack til she on her ass n her back is breakin 
i’m cashin payment
catchin stays but i’m glad they fakin
i needed spice in my life 
i barely react to statements
past the basis of “brokie trash” i just laugh n take it
i ain’t even agitated

AGITATED! (prod. stoic)

C.R.E.A.M w/ sadboyshaq, piccon , spazzo

When He’s Not There (feat. Lucky Daye)

V1:
you took my sleep for so long i took urs back, bitch
you said we wont speak no mo bitch howd i come back, again!?!
yvngxchristian no dior i bet i could bag ya bitch
my trap hot like popeyes cook dat while dey spaz, ya digg
huh im freddy im freddy pop up in yo dream
and my mexican bitch mix da drop wit tajin
one second im good ill buy u yo shein
next second im bad cry u out yo jeans (same ones frm shien)
"chris come back"
mm girl i think u pressure wit me
and u can fuck all dem other niggas thats cool;
but dont you think its something special with me?

V2: my wallet on chase bank glitch
pesos bitch it dont speak english
hop out we chase that bih
 nowadays hatin niggas cant say sh-
dey say "u switched up chris i can pinpoint, when that first check came in"
dat shit dont make no sense
dat shyt dont make no sense

Outro:
take me thru the pits
bby cut my wrist ;)
kiss me on the lips :*
convince me i mean something to you my girl, thats it
be my acid tab
and take me on this trip

[prod. YRN Pezro]

skyte idgaf [snippet] p.tayolocs

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