This guy is like amazing all time fav for sure. Softheart u should do some more live from home shows. That shit was dope

@prodskellington 🖤
mixed & mastered by me 💛

~~lyrics~~
i have the right to prove
moving on from the past
sick of the attitudes; glass infused with laughing gas
these days swear i'm gone, but it's alright
cause i can see my fate in the moonlight

rainfall creeps in the back
blood on the coat as it hangs on the rack
know i'm not a clone, cause my heart don't match
the pattern of her's was a different path

too little people; too little changes
can't find the energy to make arrangements
say that i'm evil; is that a statement?
or are you lost in the thought of society's cave-ins

why did i sacrifice all that i had
all your advice, wasn't the best
it grew way too much for me; i'm a selfish cunt.

(run, run,)

i have the right to prove
moving on from the past
sick of the attitudes; glass infused with laughing gas
these days swear i'm gone, but it's alright
cause i can see my fate in the moonlight

laughing gas (skellington)

GiveUp.demo (prod. sorrow bringer)

well im still alive so i guess thats a plus/.
prod by me

ghost flying out
hoes smiling up
money pilin up yup
i put estradiol in my blunt im high as fuck what
now i feel like dying just because
in this haunted house these ghosts lurk
they hate on me now but so what
its none of ur business
u dont know what goes on

wait
just moving away
just moving away
its not goin away
im just moving the weight
it moves in waves
pack up my things
and move away
its always the same

im dodging bad omens police and texts from my parents that i get
they said maddy were proud of you
i had a disconnect and couldnt reply to it
i gotta vouch for myself cause i know that im worth more than i get
i talk outloud to myself its the way i fill up all this silence
sometimes times i wonder what would have have happend if those pills woulda taken me
but now i feel blessed cause i still remember all those days i was aching
he had hit me again so i threw a brick through the window in the basement
now he says hes proud of his daughter and says hes concerned for my safety

and
thats why im always reminded that everythings meaningless
sometimes i slip
a bit
but u held me body and pressed
when i go somewhere outside in the city i feel like the walking dead
the way that they all on my d-

(just movin away, movin the weight, ect.)
if u missed out
or rainchecked
or if u missed me
gone like it just was a fleeting passing glance
oh and isnt it obvious
its obvious where i went
where i dont go
u should proably go soul search
ur girl she had me so soul sucked
we can both go but ill go first
it might be cringy but so what

||||||||||

thank u so much for listening. lifes been a lot lately and making music is rly the only thing that i look foreword to sometimes

hallowed ||| Caverned

i reach, for air
i'd scream, but the sound's not there
i wait for a wake
right around when i jump from the brink

draining all the joy out
seem always annoyed now
constantly devoid, how the moment pales my skin
had it sorted out,
now my soul's just sore, ouch
they say i'm a solider,
i just never peek my head out of these trenches

nothing's really here for me
it hurts to laugh
it hurts to speak
there's nowhere else i'd rather be,
than put at rest with nobody
if time should wind a single hand,
then who am i to reprimand
the data flow that leads my stand
of former thoughts and severance

met with bloody stares
spirit broke the mirror
tumbled-down eyes glare
"it always could be better"

the toad in my throat drowning notes 'till they're gone
if they crash, should they float to return to this pond?

if i'm stood a stance of lax
consider that form of attack
procrastination ticks away until delay becomes a gift
given all i am is shit
sat distraught over some bricks
counting melodies won't counter how i feel when nothing sticks

i reach, for air
i'd scream but the sound's not there
i wait for a wake
right around when i jump from the brink

draining all the joy out
seem always annoyed now
constantly devoid, how the moment pales my skin
had it sorted out,
now my soul's just sore, ouch
they say i'm a solider,
i just never peek my head out of these trenches

trenches

clouds & concrete

[Intro]
Ough, ough, woah
(Morteh, hmm)

[Chorus]
Smokin' on a motor stripe (Phew, phew, phew), she gon' get the dick tonight (It's her)
Homie washing cup but still he sipping on a dirty sprite
All the gas I brought is mine, this high is a private flight
Half an ounce will do me right, if we talking just tonight

[Verse 1]
All annoying bitches in my dm's be like Navi (Hey, listen)
I ain't do a feature just to fucking make you happy
Said "I like your music" it does not mean you can dap me (Dap me up)
Might take it to Maury with the way she call me daddy

[Bridge]
Ayy
Smokin' on a motor stripe (Yeah), she gon' get the dick tonight (Woah)
Homie washing cup but still he sipping on a dirty sprite (Smokin' on a motor stripe)
All the gas I brought is mine

[Verse 2]
Propane hit me hard, tastes like fuel from cars
Exclusive Gmail beats, rip that bitch apart
Your smoke smell like farts, my smoke smell like sharts
Fucking up my heart, crush a blunt like it's a dart
Bitch, I come through, and I fuck it up
You could really do the damage if you suck it up (Suck it up)
Shooter on the roof, see your face and muck it up (Woah)
Hennessy and Gas Cross a fade like it's a double dutch

[Chorus]
Smokin' on a motor stripe (Phew, phew, phew), she gon' get the dick tonight (It's her)
Homie washing cup but still he sipping on a dirty sprite
All the gas I brought is mine, this high is a private flight
Half an ounce will do me right, if we talking just tonight

9TAILS - drop zone (prod. oaker & morteh)

[Intro]
Huh (Huh)

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, sundays blues
Vintage gas (Ay, ay), pool shoes
Rainy nights (Rainy)
In the stu
Give me beats, give me drugs, let’s make a tune (Let's make a tune)

[Verse]
Off a mushroom, figure myself out
This shit send me to the moon to lay the verse down
The weed I smoke like updates, that shit make shut down
7 grams to a blunt, smoking on a touchdown
I won't date you just because we go to your house
Pants come down like prices at a Walmart blow out
I don't think I like you, why do you think I bite you
I release so frequently, it shock you like a Raichu
I go to fancy places order what I want to
Eat it by myself because there’s no one I want to talk to
Spend so much time alone and you can grow enough to like you
But step into the world and there will no one you’ll relate to
No one you’ll relate to (Relate to)
Yeah, no one you’ll relate to
I’m guessing that’s a con when you’re the only one that made of you
When you act like yourself, I guess it’s real easy to hate you

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, sundays blues
Vintage gas (Ay, ay), pool shoes
Rainy nights (Rainy)
In the stu
Give me beats, give me drugs, let’s make a tune (Let's make a tune)
Oh, oh, sundays blues
Vintage gas (Ay, ay), pool shoes
Rainy nights (Rainy)
In the stu
Give me beats, give me drugs, let’s make a tune (Let's make a tune)
Oh, oh, sundays blues
Vintage gas, pool shoes
Rainy nights
In the stu
Give me beats, give me drugs, let’s make a tune (Let's make a tune)

[Outro]
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh

9TAILS - for after a long day (prod. stillvanishing)

[Intro]
Yeah, woah
(Taylor 'bout to fucking flex)
Let me clear this up

[Chorus]
Dying, never felt so right (Never felt so right)
Frightning, that it feels so right (That it feels so right, that it feels so)
Lightning flashes, all throughout the night (Throughout the night, yeah, throughout the night, yeah)
Think I'm dying when the ground goes bright, ayy, yeah

[Verse 1]
All my words poison, you should wear a hazmat
Brodie moving dope, hide it in his ass crack (Just hide that shit)
Homie, why you gotta do that
You just want a laptop
So we sellin' loud packs (Loud pack)
He don't wanna do this
Buddy wanna write raps, on a new mac (Gimme me that new mac)
Chop it up, move this product
I don't wanna do this
No dreams, heavy gas, good music (Good music)
Money dreams that shit too lucid
Is too real, yeah, that shit too lucid
(Taylor 'bout to fucking flex)

[Verse 2]
I've been working on my own (Own)
Balled up, home alone (Alone)
Mailman, I'm a big dog
Throw the dog a fucking bone
Take a shower, get stoned (Stoned)
Call me up, get toned (Toned)
Number dead, new phone (Yeah)
Only one I haven't told (I haven't told, Yeah)
Yeah, only one I haven't told

[Chorus]
Dying, never felt so right (Never felt so right)
Frightning, that it feels so right (That it feels so right, that it feels so)
Lightning flashes, all throughout the night (Throughout the night, yeah, throughout the night, yeah)
Think i'm dying when the ground goes bright, yeah

9TAILS - ugh (prod. young taylor)

produced by: @yunnygoldz
featuring: @nevermadeithome

lyrics:

(sendflowrs)

and it’s 1,2 when i step round here,
yeah she looking out her window as i fade into the dead night,
and ur still cute when you cut your hair;
yeah she the type of girl that’ll leave you in the headlights,
u better back up when fly right through, 
doin 80 on the freeway you can catch me runnin red lights,
then she act up and she wanna call you,
pretend to fall asleep, leave me crying in my bed like

that’s yunny on the beat man i’m running with this shit
i know too many ppl in the scene that call it quits
when the plays drop a little, what the fuck did you expect?
you don’t care about the music you just care about the cents 

run red lights, on the weekend 
baby call me up every day she steady scheming 
tryna get my head right,
so i read em,
but i don’t reply,
i won’t cave, no disagreements 
anymore

and your accrilcs, got you fuckin grinning
i wish that i could have the same effect because i’m missing
the days where we would sit around and listen in the kitchen 
to the birds above, who the fuck am i kidding?

she said what’s your task force? 141 
hole in your chest but i’ve never held a gun
bring em all down on my own don’t run,
you don’t care about the music you just care about the funds 

like 141, we ain’t on it,
kill your best friend wrap him up in a carpet,
shoutout to the plug i been moving all this product
shoutout jcm i been stayin with my shotgun 

that spas 12 send you straight to hell
kill your whole squad then i turn it on myself
i got rot in my heart, bitch i’m not well,
but i got all these shots in the dot, don’t tell


(nmih)

ain’t gonna lie, i think i hate me
ain’t gonna lie, i think i’m struggling with myself lately,
so take me back to the sunny days that i miss,
i’ll never forget the feeling from our first kiss,
and you’re still cute when you cut your hair,
in your red dress,
you got my mind doing treflips,
141 gonna be in your playlist,
me and grayfox made cod rap famous

(sendflowrs)

and it’s 1,2 when i step round here,
yeah she looking out her window as i fade into the dead night,
and ur still cute when you cut your hair;
yeah she the type of girl that’ll leave you in the headlights,
u better back up when fly right through, 
doin 80 on the freeway you can catch me runnin red lights,
then she act up and she wanna call you,
pretend to fall asleep, leave me crying in my bed like

cut your hair w/ nevermadeithome (+ yunny goldz)

additional guitar by Cisco 
@cisco-kid-music

Both Arms

Hell Scene (prod. IV & minor2go)

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Both Arms

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