lifelessgarments- Freestyle (hxlylxnd)

Love At 1st Sight (Slowed Down)

zelda (p. taleslink)

Purpose Prod Me

lyrics er whatever

My toola, yea
Rock with with the gushers and runtz

Can't fuck with no nigga
Can't fuck with no punk

My dick, yea it rize
When I see my GUN

I'm getting too high 
Ain't sober for for months


I'm getting too high, bitch
I cannot LAND

My bitchie she drunk, yea
She cannot stand

I'm dark, like a bat
I ain't talkin man

Got ice in my veins, 
Got ice on my hands



Got ice on my veins,
Got ice on my neck

Lil shawty, she geeky, 
She spending my check

I party with demons
Rock with the wreck

And I stay high, I 
Can't come back


Im taking these shrooms,
Yes I cannot feel 

I ride in the ‘Maro, the 
Bitch go eeeer

Grew up with my brothers,
All we do is kill

Do it for my fam, tryna 
Make a mill



You thought you shot,
BITCH I shot first

His heart go pop,
Like a star, it burst

I ain't got hit, ain't no blood on my 
Shirt

How the fuck he my opp?
His aim the worse


How the fuck he my opp?
His aim it's dookie

Yea that shit goof, 
Yea that shit booty 

I'm so dumb, I can
Be in a movie 

Yea, I got rich but
I'm still stupid



My gun got a needy ambition 
To nut 

Lil shawty she twerkin,
She jiggle the butt

I MISS on the back,
But I take one the front

Cuz I gotta stay away, from
Them nine months


Bitch I ain't do lean, but
I'm high off the weed

And when I drop my opps,
I leave em

My bitch she drunk, got 
Drunk for no reason

But I still let her
Cause she feining ,




I wipe away my,
Momma tears

It broke my heart when
I saw her cryin

I ride in the ‘Maro, lil bitch I’m flyin

But if I crash, then bitch
You dyin


I’m takin these shrooms, yea
Geeked like a cat

I mix em wit eddies, I aint
Comin back

I rock with the booms yeah, rock
With the pack

My bitchie reversal,
Bring it on back




When shit get iffy, I 
Stay sticky

Me and my team gotta
‘lection of blickies

I trademark my bitch with
A hickey 

She can't go nowhere
When she not
With me


Got ice on ha veins,
Got ice on ha neck

Lil shawty, she geeky, 
She spending my check

She party with demons
Rock with the wreck

And she stay high, she
Cant come back


Im taking these shrooms,
Yes I cannot feel 

I ride in the ‘Maro, the 
Bitch go eeeer

Grew up with my brothers,
All we do is kill

Do it for my fam, tryna 
Make a mill

Starburst - (prod. Mo Beats)

JERK JERK JERK
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#jerk #xaviersobased #phreshboyswag #1c34 

Hamsik (prod.dynasty!)

last self prod song for now ill be back uploading songs on osamason type beats n lifeless but preciate all the luv ive gotten on this self prod beats tryna expand my music bag this year yfm

2door prod me

Brat M8I

Lyrics or whatever:

I got the wings in the front
So it's over

Uh huh, uh huh

I’m steady geekin, yeah
I'm never sober 

Uh uh, uh uh

I keep my toola, yea
Never fucked over 

Uh huh, uh huh

Shawty she wavin,
She wanna come over

Uh huh, uh huh


I got the wings in the front so it's done

Uh huh, uh huh

That boi he tweaky,
But he is my son

Uh huh, uh huh

I cook in the kitchen, yea
look what I done

Uh huh, uh huh

I'm makin a livin in life,
bitch I won

Uh huh, uh huh


That boi in the backstreet,
Smokin on crack

But I'm off the shroomie
Geeked like a cat

My cousin he hungry,
He a big back 

But he stay locked in,
He keep the mac



Im eatin all of my haters 
For brunch


Yo bitch she crusty,
She got the crunch 


My bitchie yea,
Stay in my line like a punch 


If my shooter see you,
Bitch you fucked 


I just wanna
Just to riches
Nigga i work for it 

Bitch I know 
My voice ain't perfect 

—- I'm explorin 


I'm unc, But I gotta stay 
with the times 

—-Can't be boring

But If I end
Up poppin off, 
I might lose my mind


My shawty she geekin,

She takin up pills 

I told her you tweakin,

Bitch you needa chill


I can't work no job for real,

So I'm steady grindin
Tryna make a mill

I might just let
God take the wheel

And lead me to riches,
Yea, yea I wanna chill 

Lil bitch, I got the drip for real

I ain't talking lonely,
But my looks could kill 


My shawty, 
she think
She bloated, 
She fat

Lil bitch, 
your fine
Now give me the cat 

I'm tryna make mills 
I'm tryna make stacks

(gimme dat shit)


But im still countin up 
Bills and taxes




I got the wings in the front
So it's over

Uh huh, uh huh

I’m steady geekin, yeah
I'm never sober 

Uh uh, uh uh

I keep my toola, yea
Never fucked over 

Uh huh, uh huh

Shawty she wavin,
She wanna come over

Uh huh, uh huh


I got the wings in the front so it's done

Uh huh, uh huh

That boi he tweaky,
But he is my son

Uh huh, uh huh

I cook in the kitchen, yea
look what I done

Uh huh, uh huh

I'm makin a livin in life,
bitch I won





Uh huh - (Prod. Mo beats)

No Promo jayybach jluv

Lyrics or whatever:


I just put racks on my shoes and my clothes

 He fucked a dirty bitch
 On the spot, yeah 
 That boy toast

Saint Laurant Mask on my face
I do the most

I’m swervin in the green whip, camaro
Thats my boat


Put ya pants down
                              Bitch take off ya fuckin clothes!
This a robbery 
                              Give me everything you own!


Did it by myself
                          Yea I’ll make it on my own

But, this shit get tiring
                                   

Wish I could just go and  

Clone

Myself

And get

Some rest

Cus im tired as shit 
                               But I wanna be the best 

Yea Im rapping my heart out,
                                           Getting shit up off my chest

If you wanna be a hater, 
                                           Best believe you gon get left





Yea my Toola by my side
He rock with me right on my left

Yea these haters
                          They gon ride with me
                                                             All the way to my death



Yea we workin mastronardi
 Stackin Pallets like its cleft 

But I swear,
                   Imma pop off
                                         And get to ballin like its steph





Yeah, my brothers by my side
We locked in Ain’t nun less

And I’ll really get to tweakin
If you talk down on they neck

And I point my toola sideways,
Don’t care if I ain’t correct

Up in my room, steady geekin
Fuckin sneaky as rat


I need me a clone (Clone)

I’m rockin VLone

And I’m never sober 

Until the za gone



I need me some mo

I need me some mo


I’m takin 
These shrooms

I’m takin a trip

My Toola go boom

Im lettin it rip


Don’t come in my room

I’m fuckin my bitch

She came in all fine

Then leave with a limp!


Im smokin that pack

Cause Im really him

Im so got damn high

I leave on a ship



Yea,
 That boi slumped over 

Somebody handled the ginn

I aint done,
Till its over (over)

I aint gon stop till I win


I just put racks on my shoes and my clothes

 He fucked a dirty bitch
 On the spot, yeah 
 That boy toast

Saint Laurant Mask on my face
I do the most

I’m swervin in the green whip, camaro
Thats my boat


Put ya pants down
                              Bitch take off ya fuckin clothes!

This a robbery 
                              Give me everything you own!


Do it by myself
                          Yea I’ll make it on my own

But, this shit get tiring 

Wish I could just go and

—------

Clone (Prod. me)

Starlane

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