@sqeffy
@rans0m (hook)
@1sloan
@staggyucrazy
@ummblush
@eurei
prod @rans0m

club penguin cypher (sqeffy, rans0m, 1sloan, staggy, oko, eurei)

w/ @caponeti
@prodkirian x jai



lyrics
im sippin on wok this aint tris bitch
get to running up a sack like its christmas
he in a body bag im a mortician
she came w him i leave w her i took his mistress
took a red and took a blue cant the difference 
he cant find the bag he got no intuition
i get u knocked off u on a hit list
knock his top off ion miss shit
hit the bank yeah im making deposits yeah im countin digits
this aint mls sorry baby u cant kick it
know im bout my bread bout my guap bout my biscuits 
aimin for the head arp imma risk it

capo:
yeah we gone risk it
with my brothers trained for the business 
heighten up your aim boy you’re missing 
i just poured the wok in a base of a mistic
if its problems about it i got aim
sorry if you just tapped in you too late
if you’re biting just be honest about you’re so lame
told em that i got it just stay up in yo lane
they tryna lie on me say i got no range
n***** be talking they really got no brains
i keep popping shit with my n***** got no shame
just know that money come in and it wont change 
bad yella bitch wanna link at the hotel
aint sign the deal told em hope that it goes well
come get some work we got prices a low sale
if you dont know this then you gone know hell damn

intuition w/ caponeti (kirian , jai)

prod imperial

i used very minimal autotune on this lmk what u all think

i ain open snapchat 
i deleted it
now i'm viral like a hashtag 
bitch i'm making hits
n we out here smoking good gas 
yeah we high as shit
take the blunt n then i pass that 
thas just how it is
i ain evr take precautions
n i been thinking what's that say bout my subconscious
i feel like a sponge yea my brain is full of nonsense
way 2 much to process
now I'm feeling nauseous

precautions prod. imperial

produced by icygps

lyrics:
Got a halo
I'ma' crack a bottle on the way home
Post up with the gang, smoking Dank
Getting paid, bro
Ball like NBA
I'm D. Wayde in the paint bro
Pouring out a 8th of my drank for the days gone
Yeah, Jumpin' in a jet smoking jet fuel
Rat under my hat, I'm a chef (Ooh)
Soon I'll be running up a check (Ooh)
Yeah, and I'm the thing you should worry about

Yeah, pockets getting fat, need some Lypo
Forces clapped, I been running from the five-zero
In a Scat because I'm gunning for the title
Finna crash, It's okay cause I got Geico
Girl, you a princess how we mobbing
Now they look like insects how they flocking
Finna run up a check, David Goggins
Never know what comes next when I'm dropping
Yeah, I'm in a whole other league
Like Nike socks, boy I know I'm elite
Make 20 bands every night when I sleep
I still get better when they say I'm peak
Rock out on stage, baby, I'm with AP
(AP)
Yeah
Girl you know how I be

Got a halo
I'ma' crack a bottle on the way home
Post up with the gang, smoking Dank
Getting paid, bro
Ball like NBA
I'm D. Wayde in the paint bro
Pouring out a 8th of my drank for the days gone
Yeah, Jumpin' in a jet smoking jet fuel
Rat under my hat, I'm a chef (Ooh)
Soon I'll be running up a check (Ooh)
Yeah, and I'm the thing you should worry about

days gone by

i'm the only one who sees it

FREAKSHOW w/ Staggy & 1Sloan (Flareupski)

produced by mix
happy new years everyone!

enjoy <3

lyrics:
take a look into my eyes
if you saw you might just cry
i'm a piece of everything before me
just wait and you will see

been awhile since you saw me
now my hair is different
gained a couple new scars
i just gotta live it
and i lost my best friend
yea i buried her
lost of blisters on my hands
i just miss her fur

and everything, how could you just let it be?
and im stuck back in the past and all that happened to me, ohh
you were so sweet, you were so sweet
those hours just now hurt

won't pick up the phone, come talk to me
i think i gotta new baby

it was wrong of you, but is this wrong me?

and ill never know if you cheated on me
but how you left it was awfully breeze

i'd sing this song for you but this ones just for me

and i wish you hope and the best in life
i couldn't never hate you even if i tried

i waited long for you, i don't regret a thing
now im moving on in life, never thought id say that i 
(and i thought that i was gone)

BUT YOU SHOWED ME I WAS WRONG

fly high (it's infinite) so high (isn't it?)
in the sky, i can fly
fly high (it's infinite) so high (isn't it?)
IN THE SKY, I CAN- I CAN FLY

i lost so many friends, bear and pine
my tears and burnt up ends
wished for a better time
those stones that were built for two
i wished but i never knew
now those scars begin to fade
im not mad i trusted you

FOUND A LOVE I NEVER KNEW
INSIDE MYSELF, IM OUTSIDE NEW
THOSE STONES THAT WERE BUILT FOR TWO
NOW IT'S CRACKED NOW, HOLLOWED THROUGH
A LITTLE CYAN IN YOUR EYE
I WIPED IT OFF, THOSE TEARS FROM YOU
A LITTLE BRUSTLE IN YOUR HEART
THATS LIFE, THATS LIFE BECAUSE OF YOU

because of you
that's life because of you

a little brustle inside your heart
i lost my friends and it all fell apart 
but now its over now, yea i found someone new
i love you, love you, love you, love you, love you too

and i'm happy i met you, i'm not mad at you ever
i hope you live a good life, i'm glad we could end this fight
<3

brustle

produced by slackwood

lyrics:

I think after what happened last week
I’m probably better off on my own
And now you got me screamin songs and cryin’ through back streets
And pushing on the gas through the cones
And now you call me tryin tell me baby come home
So we can fuck and fight again cause that’s how it goes
I’m poppin pills like vitamins just so I could cope

I’m poppin pills like vitamins i nod like the idea garage
Wok, Ménage A Trois 
Stop, when I’m walking by
Watch me, I’m on the rise
Finally
Finding myself, just like when Hannah became Miley
Tryin be the best, just so my mom looking down fondly
I wish I had a second
Cause when I had a second I got caught up second guessing
Ain’t know my final message was gone be my final message
Ain’t know the next time I would send it you would never get it
But I won’t never forget it

I think after what happened last week
I’m probably better off on my own
And now you got me screamin songs and cryin’ through back streets
And pushing on the gas through the cones
And now you call me tryin tell me baby come home
So we can fuck and fight again cause that’s how it goes

(And give us a call even if you don’t want to talk to us)
(I love you kid, bye)

I stare out the window 
And keep it bottled up and roll it up with some Endo
And maybe it would help but I won’t let all my friends know
And boy look at yourself your baby mamas a-
I always rep my brothers from day one until my last
We in that brand new Cullinan I hope that we don’t crash
And if you need somewhere to crash, you can crash at my pad
And bro knew I’m gone spazz when I pull out that pen and pad
But fuck that, I’m gone punch in
I’m running on the beat until it run on me, like Dunkin
I’m running in that Camry till it run on E, then dump it
If bro said he gone Blam me, don’t just Gram me, boy do something
Chop was hungry left a donut hole, yeah, made that boy a munchkin
Left him a paraplegic 
I wouldn’t believe the shit we did if I wasn’t right there to see ir
I took the long way home, yeah, I took a right there cause it’s scenic
Sometimes I think about just driving off this bridge in the deep end

I think after what happened last week
I’m probably better off on my own
And now you got me screamin songs and cryin’ through back streets
And pushing on the gas through the cones
And now you call me tryin tell me baby come home
So we can fuck and fight again cause that’s how it goes
I’m poppin pills like vitamins just so I could cope

I think after what happened last week

the long way home

produced by @p-guda

MUSIC VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D553Vj3u8Rs

lyrics:

I think I'm over medicated
And under-educated
RIP my mama
But I promised her that Ima make it
I know I'm hella jaded
But soon I'll be hella famous
On our last phone call she said that I can't be replicated

Do you think I'm foolish?
You feeding my delusions?
Did you mean what you said to me?
Or was it just some bullshit?
I'm strung out on amphetamines, bet you know how to cure it
I snorted all my k*tamine don't know if it's the purest
I'm talking to the father
May I never falter
Forgive me for my sins
Snort so much white they call me walter
My syndrome is imposter
I answered the no caller
I always lead myself, but now my path feels more improper
Got more pills than a doctor

That's my twin
Only got my twins
Never checked my hand, but got dealt shitty hands
Ain't no Iron Man, but took it to the chin
Saw it as a boy, but now that I'm a man
It's harder when you sober
I'll never have my closure
Don't understand it now
I hope I get it when I'm older
It's hard to comprehend the amount of weight that's on my shoulders
I feel like Sisyphus, condemned to pushing up this boulder

Do you think I'm foolish?
You feeding my delusions?
Did you mean what you said to me?
Or was it just some bullshit?
I'm strung out on amphetamines, bet you know how to cure it
I snorted all my k*tamine don't know if it's the purest
I'm talking to the father
May I never falter
Forgive me for my sins
Snort so much white they call me walter
My syndrome is imposter
I answered the no caller
I always lead myself, but now my path feels more improper
Got more pills than a doctor

days gone by

Staggy

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