lyrics: all the fucking ashes that are seeping off of me 
i’ll never make it out alive in the end 
all the fucking addicts that are sipping off the lean
i hope they fucking get better in the end 
all the fucking habits that i had to fucking drop
because they’re destroying my mental fucking state 
it just needs to happen 
and when all of that will happen 
i will never be in the same place 

i’m in the same place with a different face
now they tell me 
‘slashy why the fuck did you change?”
and i will tell them “cuz i’m not afraid to grow 
and to grow is to fucking change”

i don’t need to look for someone just to accept my pain 
and just because i’m in fucking pain 
doesn’t mean i’ll post it anyway

no relation (prod. rosefromthepain)

lyrics: woah what u gon do 
i’ve been riding ‘round 
looking for a fucking new you 
but i choose 
what imma gonna fucking do 
and just to tell you the motherfucking truth 
i don’t care what the fuck happens to you 
and to shoot the shot that i cannot shoot 
watch out for ur fucking cousin lil boo 

what u gon do 
lil fucking bitch 
i don’t even see the shit that you’re with 
all i know is that you are fucking lonely 
so you go back to the people you were with 

after everything that had to go happen
your mother doesn’t even deserve that shit 
imagine raising someone for so many fucking years 
just to be told that they fucking quit 

quality over the quantity 
is the way that i’m gonna live my life 
half of these fuckers 
never gon do something that is original 
up inside their life 
thinking they’re the fucking best 
with a hole in their chest
that’s gonna make me think fucking twice 
wanted to meet up with these motherfuckers 
til i realized they ain’t even in my light

do you think space has hoes? (prod. rosefromthepain)

produced by maybe

your lips stains 
on the collar of my 
top, gone 
i’m not a top gun 
but baby you should cop one 
i just took an edible shits hitting like a shotgun
convertibles are only nice when you can’t cop one 

i’m feelin sleepy won’t u just take me to bed
i don’t want no sex put always sunny on instead 
maybe we can talk about how much u still talk to ur ex
and then maybe after talk about how u had self harmed yet again
i thought u said u we’re done
she said baby it’s complex
one minute i’m feeling happy
wanna kill myself the next, stress

frank sets sweet dee on fire

SURPRISE

LYRICS:

sinning still

singin still

make a track get to leanin back, benadryl

i could end his whole career think he knows it, still

i ain't done with shit till i get my fill 

eatin all this cake like a fat guy will

i used to have a plan now i wing life, chill

its all good, lay low and know the bite wont kill

cuz the barks way bigger

i am tired of you fathers talkin shit up

in comments worry bout your kid not me

swizz will get petty on you boys mind me

for sure

pay attention 

i'll say this one time never again

there has never been a day that i haven't been the same so the hate wont make a damn difference

still got the sword we can quick fence

i ain't talkin bout a blade that's my dick then

cupped in my hands cuz i walk slick when

i grab mines and i feel like the king sent 

me down here to turn dads into bitches

hahahahaha

worry bout your kid mf 

shut the fuck up about me

stick to your day job

stick to your day job

hook

i said ole

big steppin to her crib to get laid

sleepin over cuz you know i stay late

wake up hit again okay

i got a job boy im always gettin paid

i got a jaw boy im talkin all day

ion wanna hear shit about flames

ion wanna know shit about lames

i just wanna get money, go slay

reload go spray

good smoke, good game
x2

hook

this a chefs kiss

heard a lil guy talk his instagram shit

hes a chef, hes a dud, hes a small bitch

grown man but he can't tell me a thing

cuz im great and he's lame and he's broke, underpaid 

and he wonders 

why he's on my page goin crazy

fanned out adults send shots send hate

i'll send it right back, get to work, all day

i promise

STICK 2 UR DAY JOB (prod. swaine)

Everyone wanna talk down
And watch me fall
Nobody wanna see me get my own

Cigarettes after sex I’m feeling lazy
Nobody text I don’t give a fuck lately
See me in the whip going crazy
No one wanna stop me lately

Throwing bread in the air 
Cuz I’m like that
Pourin another shot for your bitch
Cuz she like that
Gotta lotta fucking dough
They don’t like that
Money come easy and you know 
I really like that

I got my money up
It never let me down
Fuck a demon
I’m an angel now
Spread my wings out
You won’t hear a sound
Fly away bitch and you’re never gonna
Know me now

I feel like I been on my own
(I feel like I been on my own)
This is where I wanna go
(This is where I wanna go)

Everyone wanna talk down
And watch me fall
Nobody wanna see me get my own

Cigarettes after sex I’m feeling lazy
Nobody text I don’t give a fuck lately
See me in the whip going crazy
No one wanna stop me lately

Bread Pt. 2 (Prod. Lord135)

e4zy ft.QB4L-RockNRlliNn.m4a

Sipping Slow

@itsyungvan
@qawikamri
@kontrabandz

Lyrics:-
QAWI KAMRI
this and that again
you wanna fight again
everyday is always the same shit again

wake up you’re still the same
i thought that you could change

imma lock the door if you leave
imma change the lock and the keys
and it breaks my heart to see
that you would never change for me

Yung Van
Tell me when you’re gonna grow up
Tell me when you’re gonna grow up
cos i don't see it
Tell me when you’re gonna show up
Tell me when you’re gonna show up
Tell me baby

Yung Van & (QAWI KAMRI)
when you’re gonna grow up  (grow up)
Tell me when you’re gonna grow up (grow up)
Tell me please
when you’re gonna show up (show up)
Tell me when you’re gonna show up (show up)
Tell me please

Yung Van
You left some clothes
I threw them out
Hope you don’t mind
Give me a minute

I am still thinking
Of the old times
Out on the porch
I see your shadow

Covered by mine
There’s rain on the doorstep
We couldn’t force it
out of our time

I just with that you’d understand
I can’t change for you if you can’t
See my point, on the other hand
I just wanna see you again

Yung Van
Tell me when you’re gonna grow up
Tell me when you’re gonna grow up
cos i don't see it
Tell me when you’re gonna show up
Tell me when you’re gonna show up
Tell me baby

Yung Van & (QAWI KAMRI)
when you’re gonna grow up  (grow up)
Tell me when you’re gonna grow up (grow up)
Tell me please
when you’re gonna show up (show up)
Tell me when you’re gonna show up (show up)
Tell me please

Grow Up (w QAWI KAMRI) (prod. Kontrabandz)

Far From Home (Prod. JOI)

[verse 1]

missed calls on my iphone.
i can't rlly see, so baby could you show me the way.

i been crying all night long.
i just wanna die, pray to god it gon be today.

cause i hate myself for no reason,
i don't wanna be me yh i'm leavin,
all this shit on my mind got me fed up.

i just wanna die n lay my head up.



[verse 2]

missed calls
on my iphone

i can't rlly see
so baby could you show me the way

i been crying all night long
i just wanna die, i pray to god it gon be today



[verse 1]

missed calls on my iphone.
i can't rlly see, so baby could you show me the way.

i been crying all night long.
i just wanna die, pray to god it gon be today.

cause i hate myself for no reason,
i don't wanna be me yh i'm leavin,
all this shit on my mind got me fed up.

i just wanna die n lay my head up.



[verse 2]

missed calls
on my iphone

i can't rlly see,
so baby could you show me the way.

i been crying all night long,
i just wanna die, i pray to god it gon be today.

SPOTIFY

missed calls (prod. sobernap)

Get A Bag (Prod. YungBrix)

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