diary girl like mhm ft kynlary & kkaine (symels)

depend

Kynlary- Let off (symelz)

racks in (chaosysl)

trx no range

bad hoe

4matic (chaosysl&mxsui)

prod me, written in spring 2025.

LYRICS:
i dont work alone  
wont it just fall apart like it always did
always six deep everywhere i fuckin go
know i said im sorry im not sorry when i split

gotta try so fkin hard to exist  
i was poppin pharma shit i couldnt resist
i cant really swim without you in the fkin mix
tired of opiates tired of waking up sick

really tired of that really sick of this
i cannot go back, i just really miss 
want it so bad, want it like a fix
feel like this forever, i need always bliss

want it to be over i want it to end
i dont wanna write i just wanna go to bed
really really try but i cant make us connect
laying in the dark reminiscing in my head

six deep

1 - n0tsiah - https://soundcloud.com/siahktd
2 - jovan - https://soundcloud.com/stat
3 - kynlary - https://soundcloud.com/amourakyn
4 - viyah - https://soundcloud.com/emostyle
5 - cip - https://soundcloud.com/cipx 
6 - royal - https://soundcloud.com/royalevisu
7 - ovanni - https://soundcloud.com/idfwufrfrfr
8 - armani - https://soundcloud.com/acn77
9 - 9smjay - https://soundcloud.com/9smjay
10 - wokeups -https://soundcloud.com/wokeups
11 - scis/dallas -https://soundcloud.com/scis1


produced by @amourakyn & @jannahsent
co-hosted w/ @zulexkys & @bl4nkradio

epilogue - n0tsiah jovan kynlary viyah cip royal ovanni armani 9smjay wokeups dallas

🪖💕warriors 💕🪖(prod. dal coo) (it left the sky grey) 🎇 😪✌️🤞🤲 ☮️ 🪦🕊️

This is Banzo...

(Lyrics)

These muhfucking drugs
I've been off these muhfucking drugs

I've been- I've been off these motherfucking drugs
I've been off these muhfucking drugs
Smoking Mary Jane, cutting up cocaine
These niggas do not know that I'm insane in my brain

Done been through hella storms, I was born in the rain
(I was Born in the rain)
Cutting up, I feel like Kurt Cobain
The feelings that I mask, you could never know my pain

Pussy, this the picture you could never fuckin paint
I know I'm not a god, sure as hell not a saint
(sure as hell not a saint)
Bitches know that I'm in upper rank
Smoking hella gas, pussy smoking on that dank

Muddy in my cup, pour me up another drink
Diamonds on my neck, dripping, filling up the sink
Yeah, I've just been cutting up cocaine
What's a lion to a king

Sipping on that wock, fell asleep I cannot dream
Bout to crash out, brody, bout to up the beam
Boolin in Waverly, everything ain't what it seems
Yeah, niggas running up the green

That means I'm on go, I'ma get it for the team
Pull up white fit, niggas feel like Mr. Clean
Not Normal, that's the team
Yeah, we bout to cause a scene

I've been off these muhfucking drugs
Smoking Mary Jane, cutting up cocaine
These niggas do not know that I'm insane in my brain
Done been through hella storms, I was born in the rain
(I was born in the rain)
Cutting up, I feel like Kurt Cobain
The feelings that I mask, you could never know my pain
Pussy this the picture, you could never fucking paint

I know I'm not a god, sure as hell not a saint