Just the type of thoughts that creep into your mind at night when you’re by yourself.

Lyrics: 

Left in the mud just to rot and decay 
Never live again this end of my days
Ain’t got no Angel to fly me away 
Just a couple demons with my throat to a blade
do it for the thrill no gain for this pain
every single day evil lurks in my brain 
ain’t no fuckin way I could live with this strain
my life have been slayed yea my time has been stayed 

I’m feelin like nuisance please show the noose is
body so putrid cock the glock and then I pull it
my mind Is so deluded evil thoughts will tell me do it
the devil has recruited yet another evil human
my angels have been muted only demons here to ruin
my thoughts are so polluted drunk driving in my Buick
damn I’m so stupid but a death seems therapeutic
yea I just alluded to the truth don’t make me prove it

yea it’s undisputed, illest ever do it 
you would think I’m boosting how I level up in music
cmon don’t be stupid, smartest ever do it
you would think I’m sensai how I’m teaching all the students
only partial human, flyest ever do it
you would think I’m Cupid how they loving on the truest
talkin bout I blew it, bombest ever do it
you would think I’m explosive how I’m blowing up the movement

thinking bout my past
wanna live in vast
can I get a recast
one that will last
body feel like glass
brain is so gassed
muscle got no mass
so I let the time pass

soul is just an outcast
don’t know if I’ll outlast
life is getting bypassed
so I say goodbye fast
then I bring the glock back 
hit it with the cock back 
then I let the shot blast
blowing up my spot fast

Left in the mud just to rot and decay 
Never live again this end of my days
Ain’t got no Angel to fly me away 
Just a couple demons with my throat to a blade
do it for the thrill no gain for this pain
every single day evil lurks in my brain 
ain’t no fuckin way I could live with this strain
my life have been slayed yea my time has been stayed 

people think they knew me, they be so choosy
just a young plauge got me feeling like I’m ruby
thoughts are so loopy, man I feel woozy
then I slit my wrist and bleed in my jacuzzi
no this ain’t a movie, this is absolutely 
knowin what I’m here for this is just my duty
just to live Cruley, living unruly
any fishes want it ima chop em to some sushi

yea I’m the king shark
know my thoughts seem dark
scarecrow with no heart
I’m posted in the field
been there from start
only play my part
emotional flow chart
dont know how to feel
tryna stay street smart
can I get a restart 
this life can depart 
I’m poppin all these pills
might not seem smart
addiction kicking me hard
life I try to regard
but shit gets real

thinking bout my future
like can it come sooner
problems in my brain and it’s feeling like a tumor
just a late bloomer 
eclipsing like lunar
bitches want the dick and they spreading like rumors

I don’t even really know but I never hit it raw
even if she want me to I always got a rubber on
 cause I can not catch no shit and I can not have no kids
I’m always pullin out and I’m bustin on her lips

Left in the mud just to rot and decay 
Never live again this end of my days
Ain’t got no Angel to fly me away 
Just a couple demons with my throat to a blade
do it for the thrill no gain for this pain
every single day evil lurks in my brain 
ain’t no fuckin way I could live with this strain
my life have been slayed yea my time has been stayed

TYE - No Angels (Prod. FIEND)

out of sight, out of mind.

Lyrics:
Outta sight outta mind
feelin like, like I’m running outta time 
so I gotta get me what was mine I’m on the grind
like I’m runnin outta time (2X)

Sometimes a dude a feel like everybody aint built like
Tyler Gray see if I could spray I would get headshots
but I play my cool and don’t pack a tool
talk my shit and watch how y’all move
entering my prime I’m just in my groove
how you still disbelieve when I show y’all proof
I do what it do and the squad do too
everybody deadly don’t fuck with the crew
Lions, Tigers, Bears shit it’s lookin like a zoo
soul is like a football cause your life is through
just a recycled few I’m a disciple too
starin in the mirror like God chose you
pray I get win I done paid my dues
tryna keep focus but the devil there too
and he knocking on my door I might let his ass in
he sellin me a dream like a fuckin salesmen
but it’s really like a nightmare cause this shit will never end
so I’m screaming at the sky God wash away my sin
20 minutes later felt the rain on my skin 
so I took it as a sign I’m alive once again
come an vibe with the kid come an ride with the kid
any where I slide with my slime once again
and I stay 

Outta sight outta mind
feelin like like I’m running outta time 
so I gotta get me what was mine I’m on the grind
like I’m runnin outta time (2X)

TYE ft. K.I.D - OSOM (Prod. Jazseh)

Just a Mad Kid, from a Mad Town, in a Mad-Era.

TYE

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