sup, it's been a year so I decided to remaster this. I might actually post here sometime. No promises tho.

Beat: "LUNA" by @lexay-xay
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Lyrics:
Take it back, lovely start, fuckin up, pent up art
Bladed arms, slashin my heart, shawty efficient with devilish storms
Go get the demon! Fuck it she here...
Passin out wildin wasted with fear
She packin till I’m on my knees in defeat
Fatal and evil in deadlier heat when she floorin the gas
Takin it fast, fuck with the homies the way that she backed up
Next, askin for bands, dm’n a lot, but never a text, bet!
YUH! 
what I said, “lighten up?” 
fuckin sad, stackin dubs?
That’s a fact, lucky son?, naw she bad. yuh…

Fear them oh loveless son, your wings will come back soon..

THROW EM OUT, COMIN BACK LAST, BREAKIN THEM HEARTS I AIN’T GONNA BE THE LAST, 
YUH I’M ON MY SHIT, ON MY HEEL, I’MA MAKE COUPLE HUNDRED FEEL ME FOR REAL, 
AND GUESS WHAT? 
FUCK IT IF I NEVER SEE A MIL, I JUST WANNA MAKE EM SUMN WHEN THEY FEELIN ILL
SUMN THEY CAN BUMP WHEN THIS LIVIN AIN’T SHIT
BURNT OUT KIDS BUSY CUTTIN THEY WRISTS 

ION GOT RIZZ, ION GOT HALF THAT SHIT,
ION GOT SHAWTY’S WORTH HALF MY MINT
I’MA LAUGH AT THE PAIN FILLIN UP MY DEX
MAX CHILLIN WIT THE VILLAINS, THAT’S WHEN I’M UP NEXT

STATS, WANNA RELAX, THESE NUMBERS IS BLINDIN AN BLOCKIN MY PATH
YUH THAT’S JUST FACTS, CONSCIENCE IS FLOATIN SINCE I BEEN STUCK IN LIVIN THE PAST, YUH

MY FIRST SONG ONG THIS SHIT BAD FR

MY FIRST SONG ONG THIS SHIT BAD FR REMASTER (prod. Lexay)

I can't say that love hasn't always felt like a third degree burn

Beat: "BASTARD" by Zach Sutton

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Lyrics:
whats the matter love I'm right
why you running from my sight
always tryna start a fight
and baby fuck I think I might

run from real shit
I can’t keep pretending to 
give half them
sobbing into cellophane
or carbon-fiber instruments

I CAN’T FEEL RIGHT
I CAN’T FEEL RIGHT 
I CAN’T FEEL RIGHT
I CAN’T FEEL RIGHT

I CAN’T FEEL RIGHT 
I CAN’T FEEL RIGHT 
I CAN’T FEEL RIGHT 
I CAN’T FEEL RIGHT

SANS OF MY MIND
I PUT MY PEN TO THE PAGE
VOID OF MY SEMPITERNAL
NEED TO ENGAGE

YOU AIN'T FUCK WITH IT
HOW MANY TIMES DO I 
HAVE TO TELL THEM I DON’T GET 
NO JOY FROM THIS
COY AND SHIT
HIDE FROM IT
PORCELAIN

HYPERACTIVE SUPER-CURRENT
STILL DISTRACTED MUSIC SERVANT
LUSTFUL STUPID LUCID 
WOUNDED HIDING IN A BEAT PRETENDING
HE CAN’T SEE THE EDGE AND IF A MOTHERFUCKER GOING THROUGH IT
SUPERFICIAL POSER COULDN’T DREAM AGAIN UNTIL IT’S OVER

I CAN’T FEEL RIGHT
I CAN’T FEEL RIGHT 
I CAN’T FEEL RIGHT
I CAN’T FEEL RIGHT

I CAN’T FEEL RIGHT 
I CAN’T FEEL RIGHT 
I CAN’T FEEL RIGHT 
I CAN’T FEEL RIGHT

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