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A24K - (Prod. ArcaneBeats)

Opuntia

KLONDIKE

I had a thought, penny for yours too. 
Can we be show tunes? Minted & classic.
Meant what I told you, I wanna show you -
Off like the boy never had it, the greater, the lesser, the peaks & the valleys.
Wanna explore with you, find some new patterns
We zebra, we tiger, it’s plain that we hiding 
{Hook x3}
Is it too soon? To call this love? 
I know I’m falling, I’m falling 
Is it too soon? To call this love? 
I know I’m falling, I’m falling, I’m falling 
{Bridge}
I got a feeling, it’s killing me, killing me, killing me, reeling me in
I’m hooked at the gills, I’m a fish outta water, you water, you get it.
You air in December, the jacket that grip me, you friend that I’m missing, I’m lone at the swings singing 
(Ain’t no sunshine when she gone)
{V3: Written By Umi}
Ain’t no sunshine will tell me that I’m wrong, or coming in too strong. 
Walk with you for a while, nothing more than see you smile 
Is it too soon to say I need you, if my bleeding hearts the issue?
I’m running & running & running & running 
Until I can’t give no more 
Can me can you see the clouds around you 
Can you, feel the quiet surround you
You know & I know, and there’s no use in trying 
And you don’t want me crying, so then I’m yours. I’m yours.
(Hook)
Is it too soon? To call this love? 
I know I’m falling, I’m falling 
Is it too soon? To call this love? 
I know I’m falling, I’m falling, I’m falling 
(V4)
Aye say say, who gave you permit for brandishing melee
Aye say say, who gave you okay to start this commotion 
Who say say, made you divine? Made you so important?
Now bay bay, tell me what gave you the notion, I could bare the thought to be without you? I’m zealot, too devoted
Junkie in my family measure, I keep a calm composure 
Can you blame me, fiending for a lil taste of Applonia 
Ok-k, see I won’t pressure, but I’ll put it on ya 
I want you, I want “you”, and no substitutes 
Know the door closed, but I hope you open up soon 
Never liked a reboot, hope it’s better in a part two 
I can bring the ones, you can bring the tunes 
Lil taste of sin, mixing gin & juice, like ‘93 
Jumping over whatever to get to you 
Lions, tigers, bears 
Mountains, oceans, heaven, hell, 
If you told me it’s another chance on the other side of this wall 
I’m turning to the Kool-Aid Man, a fucking wrecking ball

2Soon (Ft. Umi x Alan Watts)

I got confession, I got a secret worth telling, I got some feelings worth hiding
Wont lie, I’m a lil obsessive, my worth in my work, can’t you tell it,
Got a lil debt & to who’all I’m indebted, you sowing the seeds for a million, im gearing to get it, my wings catching wind it’s a gust, and my gut still on empty, you niggas is lunch.
Hyperemotional munch, you uncommon, my interest ain’t pique till I played you some songs & im geeking how we get along, it’s like when we speak, it’s a bubble where ain’t nothing but you & me, you trouble, it’s troubling me, it’s tricky, you puzzling me, tell this unusual habit, this feeling you give me, I grab it, yo gravity more than attractive.
Picture a date, rent out the moon, peek at ya crescents & rove thru your dunes, maybe I’m buggin you’ll swat at me soon, just wait till I’m buzzin.
Sunny topic of discussion, he toxic, you hate that you love him, the nigga from nothing, the balancing act. Treacherous trench-ridden path, had my boots in the muck, now the gust in my sails, wind in my hair, I’m gilded as fuck, 
French on my nails, I got a burner inside the Chanel, let’s play it cool, not show & tell, 

Boots inna muck, now the gust in my sails, gilden my tee, wind in my hair, French on my tip, French on my nails, I got a burner inside the Chanel, 

Wind in my wings, wind in my hair, French on my tip, French on my nails, I got a burner inside the Chanel, 
let’s play it cool, not show & tell

Know that we fuck, & I mean well, let’s be adults not kiss & tell, hideaway, hideaway, that I know well, you heaven on earth, it’s a new type of hell when I’m distanced, subtlety not Sunny nuance, this is new hun, what to do dawg, with a spoke for heart, set in stone, & my will on ten, these hoes like a milly rock, they old news, these niggas never better like a part two, they more shark teeth, I’m a pedigree with a pedicure, Mr. Telephone man, ring me my lover collect, I must confess, I love it too look it to love her.
That cocoa that coat her phenomenal
baby you autumn, the spring that you put in my step the whole summer 
we seasoned like gumbo, that Lawrys.
I love da matumbo yo momma make tasting like home.
My curry chicken gettin better see you leaving jus the bones. 
Working the pen tryna book me a plot with some green by the sand. Bury my toes. Sound like a plan. Something still missing, it feel like your hand, the peace in your presence, 
the changing of guard, how I lower da-fences, you listen intently to sensitive thoughts, I’m revealing some things Id rather not mention. That type of attention, plus “that” type of tension, add my good intentions, the variable missing, my exit was you.
But I’m stuck in my lane
Hopped off the phone with Scott Lang, he told me lil brodie keep doing yo thang, breaking the scale, niggas so dope Johnny Depp ringed my line, asked me if I’m for sale. 
Tiger blood past but im Charlie Sheen, winning, 
bloody tooth grill still au so I’m grilling. 
Pendants on iron deficient, the pen is on Arnie, Olympics, you fucking with Sun is unlikely position like picture me stooling with pigeons. The talent I gave you a pinch, made me a demo & gave u a glimpse of the gust in my sails, grew out my hair made a friend for the breeze. Imma go blonde by the end of the summer, sitting at 5600 degrees, 

I got a bestie her name is Chanel, she my ride or die she might kill you for -

GUST

Somethings coming 
Somethings coming 
Get to running 
Get to running 
Somethings coming 
Somethings -shhhh
(Whisper)
Somethings coming 
Somethings coming 
Get to running 
Get to AGH

I awake anew, nuclear core, unfamiliar form, unnatural blonde to these niggas, I’m Saiyan.
I get hot skinned, like Usher in pink fur, you niggas Chinchilla, decorative, endangered 
Critical like Moist, the mission don’t get lost in the noise, I spit real like film in the 80’s.
I rock Reebok & master statements. My more than favorite a model, I was tapping in while you was busy masturbating. Lil boyyo don’t bark, know monkeys gorillas, who play with bananas & peel at kart, filling hollows with salt for any slug try to bark, 030 go dumb, 030 get Dark, the dick had her double 007 Shakey 
I’m loco por tu, mean crazy four you, like I’m doubling down, I been okay with gambling lately, think I’m addicted to nurturing feelings, the variable missing, my exit was wait, wait that’s too honest. 
I’m back of the pic, You mortar & brick, I’m half in the frame, lineup the dots, I bet it connect, evident the feelings a leopard, they never gon, change it up.

Where the love at, lost.
where my love at, gone.
what the love cost, none.
how my love last, long.
should I call her, no.
should I fall back, yes.
if I called tho, no.
would she call back? 

(Never again, never again, never) x 4

What do ya call a spurned lover? 
You Don’t- 
When do you call a maybe next time 
Never- 
Hard for me to connect the dots, I just need a straight line 
If love is a game for the fools, guess I got Eiffel Tower for a dunce cap 
It get boring tryna play by the rules
They tell me give it a break & I give it some gas

SPEED//OFF

Ian too good at letting go.
I think I need to make a move.
To be direct, I love you more.
I hope I left that understood.
I don’t blame you, hate you, never.
I think it’s better for us, both.
I’m prone to over spilling feelings 
That’s the realest thing I wrote.
Me & hurt, we close like cousins 
Me & loss is toe to toe.
I been contemplating change 
Ain’t that what this thing is for? 

I been thinking bout, bleaching my hair 
Changing my roots, or the face in the mirror 
Is a strange apparition, not a lick of familiar 
My daddy taught me, pack my bags & disappear,
My mom shit? I won’t mention.
Times was rough, made our beds, say our prayers, & smoke in peace, cut the lights, I’m grieving loss & faking sleep.
Lost 92 plates man I’m feeling like Jay. Looking like Hov, you can see in his eyes the boy needing a meal, & footing the bills like a musical theater.
I say I say, it’s cest la vie, my name my name, my face my face, and you can’t take that shit from me, I’m pressure made & I won’t press ya, but I got questions & requests, we take a step back & assess this situation kinda messy, I’m mistaking the direction, guess I’m lost fuck where is T
Prometheus, birds of a feather 
Icarus feel like my brother, i miss him.
There’s no punchline for that.
I bleed it, I burn it, build better
My fortress got mess of defenses, my sword to my heart, murder she sentenced, the pen was my pal when I’m lonely again, 
Stuck to the pad like the vermin, persistence is wicked, a beast, 
Emotional pileup, bloodied my teeth, Standing on wreckage, I’m nursing my head & still smiling, defying the maw of the precipice. Check my arm, check the kid. 
He, boogy prone & tissue skinned 
Aim for star, bet not miss, Cal got Tec like new plug-ins.
Chipped the putt, birdied in, y’all’d chip y’all teeth the way I grit, y’all cash ya chips the shit I seen, I’d chip my verse & serve a fiend, I’d chip myself my masterpiece is worth regard, 
I’m so exhaust.
Mix & match, I break apart, I harnessed scars & leak for art
I’m more Picard, the voyage now surmount to loss 
The trek was hard, the deck was dealt,  the hand was shit 
They playing dumb like Ian him? Ian raw?
I dug myself up out the grave, my abule I set ablaze & changed the page 
They wrote me off
////
Ian too good at letting go 
I think I need to make a move 
To be direct, I love you more 
I hope I left that understood 
I don’t blame you, hate you, never 
I think it’s better for us both  
I’m prone to over spilling feelings 
That’s the realest thing I wrote 
I been contemplating change 
Ain’t that what this thing is for?

BENNU

Stay away, stay away from me
Stay away from me! You hurt me 
Stay away from me, girl 
Stay away, stand aways from me
you hurt me.
I need iso, hollup. My ego Eggo, swole up.
My eyes is leaking, faucet.
Where am I welcome? Fuck it.
Who gon hold me? Help me, when I need it?
Fuck me, guess it’s over, our cellular had dropped. I need discretion you keeping connection non-disclosure, im needing a confidant. Fuck.
I need comfort, it’s Mando, it’s Pedro, it’s never showing its face. I need you on my side, like my hands on your waist. Like my Colt .45, you be the death of me. I kiss you gently
I got a problem, a lot, put ‘em in park, fill up a lot. Feel like it’s dibs, like who’s taking your spot? Feel like it’s me & you tell me it’s not & that’s helping, but still, it don’t change what I want. I need my name on your tongue, I need the calm in yo voice. I need you to need me as bad, I need it to be by yo choice 
Maybe I’m needing some planets, a plane, just a change in my vision cause seeing you still is like staring at videos; like yea I was there, but now I’m just rear view mirrors, fucking looking back.  

Stay away, stay away from me
Stay away from me! 
You hurt me, you hurt me! 
Stay away from me, girl 
Stay away, stand aways from me
you hurt me! 
Stay away from me

(Ian know it was rain, I was lost in your-)

////Hurricane//////

Can you, can you, can you talk to me 
Can you walk with me? Weather perfect but that door been closed, so obviously it’s  awkward for me playing cool, when, inside I is spiraling.
Rain coming in sideways, hitting uppercuts.
You like upper crust, gem in the rough .
Know the cloth that we cut from is tough. You tougher than I. 
I got a sensitive soul, i got a sense of control, but lately no real sense of self like it’s strings on my hearts & my shoulders 
Geppetto what’s weather reporting?
(Rain)
Ian mad you met my friends I just had thought- (Ah nah forget it)
Sumn sumn (bout) something special 
Buncha first times, catchphrase was “I had nevers”
I’m learning cultures to hope that I understand you better 
Guess we bad elevators, I’m at the top floor, you pressed a different level 

Hurricane, hurricane 
Ian bring no umbrellas 
Ian look at no sky 
I was lost in your 
Hurricane, hurricane 
Ian bring no umbrellas 
Wa’nt think about clouds 
Ian think about never 


Hurricane, hurricane (Its like)
Ian bring no umbrellas (it’s like flying)
Ian look at no sky (taking that leap of faith and really flying)
I was lost in your 
Hurricane, hurricane (and then one day)
Ian bring no umbrellas (all that wind just)
W’ant think about clouds (you crash down confused)
Ian think about never (broke a rib or two) 
Hurricane, hurricane 
Ian bring no umbrellas 
Ian look at no sky 
I was lost in your 
Hurricane, hurricane 
Ian bring no umbrellas 
W’ant about clouds 
Ian think about never

rain rain, go away

Let’s keep it honest, this was a closed party, you caught me startled, I caught you off guard, the armor come off,
you witnessed my form, I witnessed some more, I’m seeing you, I’m feeling seen a way I’ve never felt before & understanding really underrated, I think you woke my heart, the beat in my drums, the rhythm & funk, I just need a friend, it’s cool if we don’t. 
I’m loving your aura, your energy warm, you good to yo core. I battle a lot, the poet at war. You poetry worthy, you worth the regard. You battery pack, keeping me charged. Noah & Ark, Tony & Jar, Mild mannered, 
but this here got me jelly, jammed up
Know we far from standard, so excuse my understanding 
But the presence of this “man” got me feeling Bruce Banner 
Never felt like lesser, but I feel him feeling you 
Learnt my lesson on what overstepping do
Imma play it cool 
But I’m not gone lie, me & him is ostrich, we just not gon fly 
Got me green eyed; stingy, smell it on me like the Grinch 
I’m gon go bout it, standing by my Grr like I was Zim
No one know bout me, we the travel spot, just known by ear 
Your type is rare, so if you disappear I just might poof & blow like wind 
Know he weird, he too bazar
The boy like beef tartar
Acquired taste, but mmm that muthafucka raw 
He magnifique, je-ne-sais-quoi, is one of one
I run, I run; Jamiroqui please keep me from crying.
Canned Heat distract from the fact, that now I’m solo driving 
Bad food, how I’m ‘posed to stomach that 
Bum foot, how I’m ‘posed to run with that 
Overestimated an underpass
Call that a swing and a miss, parallel axis a brief intersect, im praying a bend, a lean in the road, that link us again, we cool as just friends, but icy as twins, spicy as Sporty & Ginger

You take the breath out my chest, you like a socket in wall, I’m like a fork & a kid, your touch is a shock, the feeling electric, 
The energy raw, you start up a storm, we talking from dusk to the dawn, got work in the morn - man fuck it -
Them niggas can wait, I’m cleaning my closet, tearing thru clothes, my temperature up, you melting my core, I’m hot to the touch, I’m holding you close, the world in my palm, my hand around yours, your hand to my throat, im holding her steady, driving the boat, she biting back soft, fighting the waves, bracing the storm, I go down on the ship, call me Sunny captain.
My spidey senses ain’t warn, the timing we on, it’s off, think I need a new clock, a watch of my own. I’m tripping & changing my zone, 
I’m changing my fit. Zipping lil more to my chest, keep a lil more to my cave, work a lil more on myself. Keep a lil light at the dock, I got a spot you could rest, I got some fits we could swap, think we a match, bottom & top, really the bomb, TNT, we better together, we better apart, just better than ever 
I swear to my god, fuck. 
Maybe baby I’m overthinking, the birds wing it, got me soar. The fall was a sling, leveraged my arm. But my time in the cast, really had shown how Sunny a star 
Look at way that he style, never been one to fit in the mold 
I pick a side not a crowd
Feel like I’m more of a model role.
Check the bravado black David Hasselhoff. If he ever get too rough, swear it ain’t nothing to knock a hassle off. 
I’m feeling Apex, Sunny at peak of the crest, I’m wearing hair down, think I underdressed, you cut like the wind, you chill as it get, shooting the breeze, time lose it’s legs, two left feet, the way that I dance 
You look at me go, I look at you grin, i look at you go, I’ll save ya a dance & kick at some rocks, pocket my hands, palm some advances that change lives, comma change the whole sentence & I’ll keep a green light at the dock for my Daisy

DAISY

Pretty Free (Ft. The Grand Menagerie)

"real deal would rather stab a nigga in his stomach and feel him tremble & bleed on my hands than shoot him from a distance and lose that joy"

s.s.cal

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