SOMETHING ABOUT PAIN PT 1

Verse
Ridin’ down I-5 with a Glock on my lap,
Moonlight hit the chrome, demons in the back.
Eyes in the rearview, watchin’ for the trap,
I don’t trust a soul — that’s a motherfuckin’ fact.

Tinted windows, no plates, mind full of ghosts,
Every mile I drive feel like I’m gettin’ close.
Pain in my chest, but I never let it show,
Rather bleed in the dark than let ‘em see me low.

Phone on mute, got the plug on speed,
One wrong move, get erased with speed.
Never needed love, just a bag and peace,
But peace don’t come when you play in the streets.

Heart ice cold, but the heat still pop,
Prayin’ I don’t crash, tires squeal, don’t stop.
No destination, just a war I can’t drop,
Ridin’ down I-5 with a Glock — and a lot.

RIDIN DOWN I5 WITH A GLOCK ON MY LAP Ft Itzdrayday

Verse 
Nines and dimes, that’s the life I done seen
One hand on the scale, one lost in a dream
Shorty look fine, but her soul been cold
Loyalty’s rare when the heart been sold

I done seen brothers flip for a lil’ shine
I done seen angels fall for a dime line
Fast life tempt you when you born in the dirt
But every smile got a blade, every high got hurt

Money come quick, but the peace move slow
And the nines don’t jam when the envy fuckin grow
I keep my circle tight, eyes wide on the fake
’Cause dimes turn to demons when the love ain’t straight

NINES N DIMES ft dxth cvbb

Verse
Heart iced cold but the flame still lit,
Poppin’ off pills just to make me feel shit.
Love ain’t real, just a trap with a twist,
She kiss with a blade, then she cut at the wrist.

She tell me she loyal, but she lie through her teeth,
Like the smoke in my lungs, it’s just easy to breathe.
Got a grip on my past like a noose ’round my neck,
And I dream of the day I got nothin’ left.

They say love heals, but it burn like dope,
She playin’ my mind like a suicide note.
Sex in the dark, with a mask and a motive,
Fucked in the head, now we both feel hopeless.

Cocaine lines on a bathroom sink,
I ain’t blinked in a week, can’t afford to think.
Syrup in my cup, got me leanin’ like trust,
And the devil in my ear always talkin’ too much.

RIDIN  through the city with a death wish grin,
Hell on my heels and the pain in my skin.
I don’t love life, I just flirt with the danger,
Kissin’ on fate like we strangers in anger.

Drugs in the bag like I pack for the grave,
Love in the past, now it’s sex I crave.
Chain-smokin’ thoughts just to hide what I’m feelin’,
Pop another tab, now the ceiling start peelin’.

Lost in the smoke, can’t tell what’s real,
Body in the bed, but my soul won’t heal.
Curse in my blood, every beat is a threat,
Love, sex, and drugs — that’s all I got left

LUV SEX N DRUGS

Verse
666 blunts, got the smoke in my lungs,
Draggin’ my coffin through hell just for fun.
Ash on my shirt, bloodstains on my tongue,
Don’t talk pain if you ain’t from where I’m from.

Poppin’ off demons like tabs in the night,
Cursed in my sleep, I don’t pray for the light.
Every blunt laced with a piece of my soul,
Same black heart that’ll never grow old.

Dollars in the bag, but it don’t mean peace,
Got a gun and a gram and a brand new lease.
Six in the chamber, one in the fuckin mind,
Blowin’ out smoke like I’m pressin’ rewind.

Tatted-up flesh, got the scars for the truth,
Triple six flame when I step in the booth.
Live by the smoke, might die by the flame,
Still light up that blunt just to numb out the shame.

666 BLUNTZ

Verse 
Don’t mind me, I’m just dead in the head,
Still breathin’ but I’d rather lay cold in a bed.
Mask on my face, but I’m drownin’ in stress,
Laugh with the crowd, but inside, it’s a mess.

Eyes red, soul black, stomach full of meds,
Can’t feel love, just the weight of regrets.
People say “cheer up,” but they don’t get the test,
Every day’s war, I just hide in my vest.

Fake smile, fake life, this ain’t what it seem,
Dark thoughts stalkin’ like a glitch in a dream.
Smoke in my lungs, got me floatin’ upstream,
But the fall feels close when you run outta steam

                     
                                      Verse 2
Yeah, I smile less now, heart beatin’ slow,
Life movin’ fast but I’m stuck in the low.
Sick of the noise, I just hide from the show,
Put the pain in a rhyme, let the silence grow.

Cold sweats, late nights, thoughts runnin’ wild,
Haven’t felt peace since I was a child.
People say “talk,” but the truth too vile,
So I bottle it up with a fake-ass smile.

If I vanish, just let me drift in the mist,
No prayers, no tears, I don’t need to be missed.
This pain ain’t a phase, it’s a lifelong guest—
So don’t mind me… I’m just tryin’ my best.

LUV SEX N DRUGS

KILLSTONE

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