Yet she became more and more promiscuous as she recalled the days of her youth

There she lusted after her lovers, whose genitals were like those of donkeys and whose emission was like that of horses.


Intro:
Moon creeping up I can feel your energy
You ain't gotta rush with me
Day just to make it by
You can put on a show
For sure
For sure
For sure

Chorus:
Moon creeping up I can feel your energy
Energy
Take your time baby you ain't gotta rush with me
With me
I know you work everyday just to make it by
Fantasies not yourself leave yourself behind
I know
You can put on a show
For sure, for sure, for sure

Verse 1: 
Ones, fives, tens, twenties
She's freakier when you have plenty (yea)
ATM, I ain't out yet
We both plugged in like we share an outlet
Damn you could drop a stack on that ass
Damn you could put a stack on that ass (yea)
Other girls trash so please don't be mad
If I'm tryna get you to my bachelor pad
Went out tonight
Cuz I'm on a mission
Of careful precision
To cause some division of legs
But I know I must be tripping
I'm tricking and slipping and paying tuition
If I give up work
You betta put in work
I gotta get you first (yea)
So lift up your skirt
So I go berserk
And twerk that pussy til you make it hurt
Hell I know that I ain't her first
But any other nigga out here is way worse
When I get in that pussy, I'll put it in a hearse
She say she finna burst and for me that works
She popping and dropping that ass don't be stopping
I'm flossing and bossing, but I'm not Rick Rossing
I'm willing tossing you in my apartment
Don't care what it's costing throughout my departments
But I go so deep to the point you can't speak
When a freak meet a freak you can't use those sheets (yea)
Toes curling she even shaking her feet
And I attack like an animal in heat, til I'm beat
I ain't tryna crash
We could have a blast
I might be crass
But I got the cash
I'll flash it fast
Just to see that ass
And impress that ass
God bless that ass (woop)

Chorus:
Moon creeping up I can feel your energy
Energy
Take your time baby you ain't gotta rush with me
With me
I know you work everyday just to make it by
Fantasies not yourself leave yourself behind
I know
You can put on a show
For sure, for sure, for sure

Verse 2: 
When I'm in the pussy I don't ever tap out (nah)
Get all that wetness like I know there's a drought (yea)
Georgia boy, know all about down south
And when she can't speak I fill up her mouth (ha ha)
Love when I watch her touch on herself
And offer a hand like she needs some help (yea)
And I touch on her body even when we in the party
When my hands hit her hips it excite her like coffee (yea)
Act like an angel but my name's not Charlie (yea)
Show me her chest like we at Mardi (yea)
Gras at the damn bar could be a pornstar
Know is I gotta get her back to my damn car
Get her to my crib and fuck like we at war (yea)
Got her sweating hard like we at a damn spa (yea)
At my spot
Like it a lot
She's smoking hot
Close no cigar (yea)
She don't wanna be my bae
And I don't want her to stay
Just want her to feel like that pussy got slayed (ye)
Cum so many times I don't have a rhyme for it
Got a bush down there and I gotta explore it
This vixen bewitching when steadily stripping
I'm whipping and whipping and double and dipping
She's dripping and kicking
And screaming and fidgeting
Biting her lips while I slip it and get it in
Liquor's in my liver
My touch makes her quiver
My love makes her shiver (yea)
Always sure I tip her (yea)
It's so good I am losing my sanity
I am the majesty inflating my vanity
When in reality I know it damage me
But I live happily, cuz its a fantasy

(Chorus)
Moon creeping up I can feel your energy
Energy
Take your time baby you ain't gotta rush with me
With me
I know you work everyday just to make it by
Fantasies not yourself leave yourself behind
I know
You can put on a show
For sure, for sure, for sure

Fantasy ft. TONYB.

30 4 30

Welcome to Hell

Prod. JWood
Record Eng. Atlanta Record Factory
Mix. JP Engineerin
Master. DRIVMusic

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Nobodies, Heartless, N Darkness

H.A.F. Mafia 

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Record Eng. Atlanta Record Factory
Mix. Pro Mix Global
Master. DRIVMusic

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Mix & Mastered: Legion Beats

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Ghosts

@l3x Oliv3r is no stranger to darkness.  Whatever your mood is, @l3x will amplify it and be with you through it all. He combines the complex lyrical maneuvers of TechN9ne with an intoxicating flow that's reminiscent of Migos. The production style is dark, diverse, and futuristic and reminds one of the stylings of Kid Cudi or Travis Scott, but @l3x tackles subjects that aren't typically explored in rap. Sure, he drinks too much, engages with too many promiscuous women, and smokes more hookah than any mortal should, but in the next breath he's quoting H.H. Holmes and digging into ideas of depression, insecurity, self-loathing, and abandonment. @l3x is unabashedly pessimistic. He weaves a loner's narrative through enchanting choruses, a multi-syllabic rhyming style, and witty punchlines. His music is hot, smoky, and reckless. @l3x turns off the lights and invites you to sit in the dark with him and makes you want to. It's a quick overindulgence with someone you can't keep your eyes off of. His rhymes are written on the small of your back, and they leave scars. It's not for the timid, but for those that have smelled the devil's breath and lived to tell the tale, it’s nothing short of magic.

Fantasy ft. TONYB.

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