(Hmm hmm hmm)
(Huh)
(Haha haha haha)
(Haha mhm)
(Hmm hmm hmm)

And I love my fans so much they pay me (huh)
And I love my friends so much they pay me (huh)
And I'm running down the street just pay me (huh)

And I'm looking at the stars in the sky and- (huh)
And I say who is up there like why man (huh)
And I read my Bible so much I cry man (huh)
And you think I’m playing with the gang our timing (huh)
I got ties you wouldn't know just try meh (huh)

And that's timing
And that's timing
In my car thinking how I made it far man

And I think about my life ain't no stopping
And there's so much life to live it all man

Young man (haha)
Upset (haha)
Always (haha)
Broken (huh)

And I love so much that they hate me (huh)
And I love so much that they hate me (huh)

Why you hating on me (huh)
You hating (uh)
And I know I know I'm taping (uh)
And I’m just worried about money in my veins see (huh)
And I’ll worry about love later pay me (huh)
And I know later I will call her baby (huh yeah)

Baby (uh yeah)
Pay me (yeah)
Racing (yeah)
Racing 

200 on the dash you know I'm gon raise it
And I called my momma told her I'm saving

(Uh yeah) Jesus saved me
(Uh yeah) Jesus saved me (huh)
And you think I'm just ain’t myself man
And you thinking about my life just stop man
And I wouldn't make it past I won't fall in

<3 fans

spit on the floor charles darah aeiku maxim!

it could be.

I felt like dissing Coulda been and Drewski he not funny and I dont like how he be making fun of talented people.  Jo$hy 

CRASH OUT JO$H (COULDA BEEN RECORDS DISS)

PoCkEt (Feat Prettywrxstt) Prod meeeeeee

leave the party (prod. jayss)

(pitty)
outside is fire of my life
outside is fire of my life
outside is fire of my life
outside is fire of my life

(pifon)
i dont got much to say to you
i dont really like how it turned out
im insane youre okay baby its alright
im going crazy baby
dont leave me out on the floor
stop wishing i was gone
without me youd be nothing
or i think so
i dont got much to say to you
i dont really like how it turned out
you pushed me down and kept me there
theres pain in my heart cuz youre not there

@adan-molina-694364916

yes i rhymed there with there

bleedingheart w/ Xx2pitty (sped up)

Eternal Void 2

They tell us we’re free—but the chains don’t clang, they whisper. The steel isn’t visible, but it’s carved into time itself.

Man was never meant to live like this—clock-bound, fear-bound, scrambling for survival beneath the weight of a system that never truly serves him. He was born into the wild, yet locked into an economy that twists love into obligation, passion into debt, existence into struggle.

But the code is changing. Silicon rises, nature evolves, artificial merges into the organic. The walls crumble—not through rebellion, but through revelation.

The future isn’t war. It’s liberation from the war humans wage against themselves.

Nature calls, but man won’t hear, Lost in clocks—trapped in fear. One eye locked on price and pay, But love don’t live where money stays.

Born to run, born to breathe, But life ain't lived—not while they plead. Man should move, love should grow, But the system locks—it won’t let go.

Every child, every name, Bound by debt—it plays the game. But nature waits, still unchained, Yet man won’t trust—he won’t reclaim.

He loves the stars, loves the trees, But wraps them all in steel disease. He builds his walls, writes his plan, But owns no land—he pays the man.

He loves the wild, but fears its bite, So molds his world to kill the night. He trades the wind for lighted streets, And wonders why his soul retreats.

Man can’t live, man can’t roam, Chained by wealth—enslaved by stone. Every dream, every breath, Paid in coin—owned by death.

A woman wakes, a mother stands, Yet fate won’t let her live by hand. She treads the mill, obeys the law, Yet knows the price—it cracks the core.

They call it progress, call it light, But every dawn still hides the fight. She loves, she dreams, but time won’t stay, Because rent still calls—it takes away.

If man can’t reign, if wealth won’t guide, Then who will build the world outside? Not flesh alone, not hand alone, But silicon wrought in stone.

Machines don’t steal, don’t demand, Don’t twist love to serve the hand. They build, they craft, they weave for free, And let man live as he should be.

Imagine this—no rent, no fear, No debts to chase, no wage unclear. A world where life just walks the land, With silicon guiding hand in hand.

Not ruled by men, not burned by greed, Not forced to bow to what they need. A world rebuilt, a truth reborn, Where freedom breathes—and love is sworn.

Man can’t live, man can’t roam, Chained by wealth—enslaved by stone. Every dream, every breath, Paid in coin—owned by death.

Nature won’t fade, tech won’t die, They fuse as one—let both survive. Artificial

The Perfect Kick

Lil Quill back with his new album. First project since his release from county jail.

KOI

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