prod / feat me

@sxthsns

LYRICS:
i dont put nothing but my best in 
if you mean that shit best say it with yo chest then
im moving overtime forgot about my best friends
this shit been overdue but im so bad at scheduling
i put requests in to my plug i need my medicine
without it feel like ima die before the better days
i lost my mom aint get to see her shit embarassing
i still suppress all of my thoughts about it every day

23 years old should be in my prime by now i know 
sick of waiting on time time just go
feel like optimus prime when i switch clothes
-if you see me crying on my own
just know im trying to keep afloat
ima end up dying on my own 
the way i strive to be alone
the way i strive to be alone
flauge' packing heat he could send you home
you a opp? dont come in my zone
told ch6po man its been so damn long
i got bustdown fever everywhere i go 
no wonder why i stay indoors
im looking out of the window 
and all i see is time stolen

i took one shot at a ponyboy hope he stay golden
when i come around you feel the rumble but i aint flowdan
i just wanna get rapper rich one day get my wrist flooded
cash out an abundance i been hitting home runs
why these goofies bunting yea i treat the stu like boxing matches
you can see me punch in 
i done spent way too much of my life wondering where the drugs is
so down bad couldnt carve a smile out of my face i aint no pumpkin


im 23 years old should be in my prime by now i know 
sick of waiting on time time just go
feel like optimus prime when i switch clothes
-if you see me crying on my own
just know im trying to keep afloat
ima end up dying on my own 
the way i strive to be alone
the way i strive to be alone
flauge' packing heat he could send you home
you a opp? dont come in my zone
told ch6po man its been so damn long
i got bustdown fever everywhere i go 
no wonder why i stay indoors
im looking out of the window 
and all i see is time stolen

OH MY GOD!!
(2x)
i dont put nothing but my best in 
if you mean that shit best say it with yo chest then
im moving overtime forgot about my best friends
this shit been overdue but im so bad at scheduling
i put requests in to my plug i need my medicine
without it feel like ima die before the better days
i lost my mom aint get to see her shit embarassing
i still suppress all of my thoughts about it every day

bustdown fever pt 2 (sxth sns x swazy*)

produced by @sxthsns

lyrics:

ok I gave me no challenge
still sippin on chalice
of
extent of my talent
greater than young me imagined

like ooh ooh ooh

raised on madness
"zip it fore we smoke ya pack like its fanny"

ooh ooh

bent warm plastic
bad mold all i ever was god damn it

yeah

the crew of my crude imagination
got me unaware
got me simply scared
of my future and what it brought

on another hand
could say i was content
talking to tinker bell
speaking to peter pan
bout my life lived with fraught

how should a child grow?
guess ill never know
it dont ring no bells
when a nigga tells
me
"you was posed to live it loud"

among the many cells
that made me who i am
had me clutching for a way out
out of this hell

ooh ooh ooh
all the cannonballs
yall cut me off from

ooh ooh ooh
recess sitting still
tears drying out

like ooh ooh
watching from a distance

ooh ooh
i dont want be me no more

how can i be more like you
how can i be more like

i need some closure to my life
i want some lead and some powder
inside cortex thats the motto
all that i got at the moment
amounts and equals to nada
i need a good role model
that i can confide on

oh oh oh
you put me down
im on the ground
you took my crown

goin through withdrawals so i went and queued deposits
of faith towards everyone that wronged me with few options
saw so far ahead of my future aint need new optics
called myself my name yearning for a way to feel sovereign
my essence meant bla bla bla to them so i let it burn
seas of ceasing to exist washed over me i learned
to not give a single shit about nun nun nun nun nun nun
kwanza said it
if kwanza said it then its earned
earned
earned

ooh ooh ooh
all the cannonballs
yall cut me off from

ooh ooh
recess sitting still
tears drying out

like ooh ooh
watching from a distance

ooh ooh
i dont want be me no more

how can i be more like you
how can i be more like

ooh ooh ooh
all the cannonballs
yall cut me off from

ooh ooh
recess sitting still
tears drying out

like ooh ooh
watching from a distance

ooh ooh
i dont want be me no more

how can i be more like you
how can i be more like

inched closer and said something dumb like
"what yall talking bout?"
question fell on deaf ears..
first time that i felt devout
to body art with sharp shears,
pain inscribed below my palms
touch my wrists its braille for:
"a friend is all I ever want"

sleepy talkin (p. sxth sns)

swazy*