BULLSEYE (PROD. WILLIE G)

I think u accidentally packed my lungs in your stuff (blunkq)

Fate (Prod.youforia)

out on all plats

hated my life since 1979

mix by guts

why am i still breathing w/ <3 guts & chromeheart (prod. pyctur)

Lyrics: I don’t even mean to be an asshole 
But I don’t wanna do all the things that you wanna do 

I don’t even mean to be an asshole 
But I don’t wanna do all the things that you wanna do 

Take it from me
I be chosing quality over my own peace 
Lost in Milan tryna find a fucking piece 
and for the first time 
Smoking so much 
I actually entirely ran out of weed 

That shit so bizarre 
Tryna hide your face 
But I know who you are 
At 21 I got my dream car 
It hasn’t been fun 
Getting kicked out 
So far 

I’ve been doing fine 
Living paycheck to paycheck 
I’ve been tryna die
With a stab wound to my chest 

I’ve been doing fine 
Living paycheck to paycheck
I’ve been tryna die 
With a stab wound to my chest

woodland (prod. santana)

Lyrics: [tumor]
Talk, playing with a gun 
If you tryna lead me on 
Don’t know what to say 
When we talk it’s on n off 

Know that your not there 
I know that it’s not clear for you
Your clearly pushing me away 

Talk, playing with a gun 
If you tryna lead me on 
Don’t know what to say 
When we talk it’s on n off 

Know that your not there 
I know that it’s not clear for you
Your clearly pushing me away 

[slashy]
I just want to ask you why 
Why do you have to lie? 
Lie straight to my face 
It makes me want to cry 
Everytime u block me 
I get green messages 
Do you really want me? 
Or do you love the attention?
I don’t really know why 
I feel like this is on purpose 
You being toxic 
Do I deserve this? 
I’m starting to think that I deserve this 
Do I really deserve this?….

[tumor]
Talk, playing with a gun 
If you tryna lead me on 
Don’t know what to say 
When we talk it’s on n off 

Know that your not there 
I know that it’s not clear for you
Your clearly pushing me away 

Talk, playing with a gun 
If you tryna lead me on 
Don’t know what to say 
When we talk it’s on n off 

Know that your not there 
I know that it’s not clear for you
Your clearly pushing me away 

[slashy]
Girl I swear I’m doing my best 
Way too young so full of stress 
Hold me close while we lay in bed 
Then I wake up alone without you 
I just want to find you 
But I can never find you 
I just wanna hold you 
But all you do is 

[tumor & slashy]
Talk, playing with a gun 
If you tryna lead me on 
Don’t know what to say 
When we talk it’s on n off 

Know that your not there 
I know that it’s not clear for you
Your clearly pushing me away 

Talk, playing with a gun 
If you tryna lead me on 
Don’t know what to say 
When we talk it’s on n off 

Know that your not there 
I know that it’s not clear for you
Your clearly pushing me away

your lying summer (prod. sickboi)

FEATURING
GUTS X DURAHAN
PROD BY DJCONDOLENCES
SAMPLED FETTY WAP

I WANT U2B MINE AGAIN BB

HOLSTER

cobra $hins - intergalactic
prod. by cobra $hins


INTERGALACTIC

Graveyard - CouldaBeenDifferent
Prod. by Cobra $hins

LYRICS: 
Brat:  
Wishing it was different
Wishing i was dead
You dont wanna see whats going on inside my head got a map of the afterlife underneath my bed
Couple sad bitches dryin out in the shed but all i think abt is you and maybe sometimes death
Coulda been me i shoulda took the pill instead 
Maybe u would smile more i wouldnt be depressed 
Maybe my whole life wouldnt be full of regrets like damn i shoulda wrapped the fuckin pontiac 
Never shoulda asked the stupid bitch where the party at
Shoulda dug the blade a lil deeper 
Made the walls a lil steeper damn i shoulda did the whole 8 ball n had a heart attack
Wonderin if im going to heaven or hell decide to slash my fuckin wrist go get some ice for the swells
Dont even ask me how im doing bitch im not doing well
Is there even any hope its getting harder to tell
Its getting harder to manage feel like my heart been abandoned feel like my time has been up im lost somewhere im stranded u had my heart in your hands and u decided to slam it
Now i gotta get you back and kick you off of the planet
I wish you cared more but i know you cant 
Throw my ashes in the dirt with the plants
Lets the bugs eat away at my brain im insane but i remember a time when i was nothin but ya man
Hoe

Cobra:  i remember times i was lyin in the sand 
i remember times i was nothing but your man
and to you nothings new i was nothing but a fan 
in a stu what it do now i wonder what i am 
and then think of how i can 
and then remember that i cant 
fucked it up once never trusting a chance 
every loop every cue got me runnin outta stand 
ditched lust in the cuffs, discuss us, can’t forget 
ash it in the dust get fucked up agaain 
passion is love ion wanna pretend 
got your name in my lungs every hit is a gasp 
tell myself i’m good then i flinch every task 
truth is like glass now it’s burried in the past 
i’m tryna go deeper n deeper surpass 
take all my breathe and then throw way the mask 
heartbeat off beat cuz the rhythm don’t last 
no 
what you want from me 
if u want me then why tf u won’t talk 2 me 
i can’t say shit when all it leads to is apologies 
there’s a demon in my body n he’s haunting me 

fuck these visions 
this fiction 
the distance 
this difference 
your energy is off 
n i’m tryna listen
i fall into you every time like it’s scripted 
the highs wearing off 
baby one more fixing

CouldaBeenDifferent

LYRICS

(SHUT UP)

OH GOD DAMN, I BE FEELING LIKE IM WORTHLESS
WAKING UP LIKE EVERY DAY TELL MYSELF I DESERVE IT
HOLD MY HAND, MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I HAVE PURPOSE
SHE ROLLING UP MY WEED, I TELL HER THAT I THINK SHES PERFECT

OH GOD DAMN, BABY TELL ME IS IT WORTH IT
PAIN INSIDE MY HEART AND IN MY LUNGS I NEED A SURGEON
OH MY BAD, ANOTHER BOTTLE GONE IM USELESS
SHE RACKING UP MY LINES, I TELL HER THAT I THINK SHES PERFECT

OH GOD DAMN

(GOD DAMN)

IM REALLY REALLY REALLY HATING WHO I AM 

OH GOD DAMN 

(GOD DAMN)

I REALLY REALLY THINK I HATE WHO I AM

I WANNA SEE YOU GIRL LIKE WHERE THE FUCK YOU AT 
I DONT EVEN WANA THINK BOUT WHERE IM AT
I THINK ID RATHER FADE AWAY INTO THE BACKGROUD
IM THE GHOST IN THE PICTURES THAT YOU PRINT OUT

FEELS LIKE IM DEAD ALREADY FLOATING ROUND
IM IN THE AIR BUT YOU DONT HEAR A SOUND
IM SEE THROUGH, MY FEET OFF THE GROUND
I BRING THE COKE WHENEVER IM AROUND 

OH GOD DAMN

(GOD DAMN)

IM REALLY REALLY REALLY HATING WHO I AM 

OH GOD DAMN 

(GOD DAMN)

I REALLY REALLY THINK I HATE WHO I -

OH GOD DAMN, I BE FEELING LIKE IM WORTHLESS
WAKING UP EVERY DAY TELL MYSELF I DESERVE IT
HOLD MY HAND, MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I HAVE PURPOSE
SHE ROLLING UP MY WEED, I TELL HER THAT I THINK SHES PERFECT

OH GOD DAMN, BABY TELL ME IS IT WORTH IT
PAIN INSIDE MY HEART AND IN MY LUNGS I NEED A SURGEON
OH MY BAD, ANOTHER BOTTLE GONE IM USELESS
SHE RACKING UP MY LINES, I TELL HER THAT I THINK SHES PERFECT

your lying summer (prod. sickboi)

slashy

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