#Diary

Produced By Rexv2
Wheels spin, laughter flies,
Joy blooms in every heartbeat—
Life’s wild ride unfolds.*

sandwich

Mine? No

Trinity

Indigo

Fried

Alone (Diary archive) #1

Would been a movie

Lucy (symlez)

(prod 10rxckz symelz)
Lyrics:
I wasn't the one I know, when we was together, I felt a little better
You was tugging on my sweater, lips cold but her hands feel like summer
When did it go wrong, our love it felt strong, am I good enough
Am I good enough, am I good enough, this pain I need drugs
Heart too cold but my wrist on froze, hop in a coupe no ceiling
She wanna vibe off feelin', bankroll stack to the ceiling
Cut her off quick no feeling? I been off wave no stopping
Plug pack loud its knocking, big body G.L.E get this sh*t rocking
Oh, I need you, I was yours, no question, I thought that our love would never die
Should've listened to my bro, told me to leave her alone
Now I'm stuck counting all these notes, pain in my chest but its froze
Hannah Montana no posing, this feeling its poising, I'm in my head finna off it
Damn should've took precautions 
I don't need, your love no more, I can't sleep so I lie to my self
Cut my heart to portions, damn I adore you, but I foresaw this
"Lets be honest", Oh
I wasn't the one I know, when we was together, I felt a little better
You was tugging on my sweater, lips cold but her hands feel like summer
When did it go wrong, our love it felt strong
I wasn't the one I know, when we was together, I felt a little better
You was tugging on my sweater, lips cold but her hands feel like summer
When did it go wrong

proportions of my heart ♱ (symelz)

(prod.me)
@nascardashcar
Lyrics:
[Yukyii2k*]
Thinking bout you, whatchu wanna do
What r we, what r we, writing this down in my diary
I’m so high up I cannot see you
Me and bro ride in that big body GLE
Baby can you see me
What r we, what r we, what r we

Writing my life in a diary page
Feel like I’m lost in a different place
“What r we” now, can’t find your name
Thought we would grow up and have our own place

Pages on my desk, but I’m gone tonight
What we— what we on?
Calling my phone, let it ring long

I can’t see, now I can’t breathe
Too much smoke, trynna find me
Diary, rip every page
Love too loud, had to turn it down

What r we now, please decide now
Turning me off, got a bad cough
Is this the flu? Am I lovesick?
I don’t know where we stand now
Would you love me now?
Would you turn me down?

[17nascarr]
So, what are we gon doooo
I don’t want nobody else but youuuu

Like why the f*ck would I trust youuuu
Knowing that you don’t care
Knowing that you don’t care ’bout nobody but yourself

Maybe I need help
So many nights I spent wit you
I think that I lost myself

Thinking back on it, I know that it’s true
And I write in my diary
’Cuz I know ain’t nobody gon listen

It was supposed to be you
It was supposed to be you

And now I’m gon stack my money and chill
Making these songs for people to feel
I don’t wanna love so I put up a shield

I put down the drank, I ain’t feeling too well
No love, I just need to heal
Heart broke, I can’t even feel

I keep a diary to myself
But you ain’t here so I just need help

[Yukyii2k*]
Thinking bout you, whatchu wanna do
What r we, what r we
Writing this down in my diary
I’m so high up I cannot see you
Me and bro ride in that big body GLE
Baby, can you see me
Please tell me, what r we now

Thinking bout you, whatchu wanna do
What r we, what r we
Writing this down in my diary
I’m so high up I cannot see you
Me and bro ride in that big body GLE
Baby, can you see me
Please tell me, what r we now

what r we? ♱ ft 17nascarr (prod.me)

Produced by 333since & mynorth
Lyrics: “I love you 2k*”

I love the way that she dancing, shake it up, call her Zendaya.
Talking to me like I’m famous, I ain’t even say nothing major.
She think that we dating — fuck it, like this shit dated.
This shit like drumline, switch up the cadence.

Shawty stay callin’, I’m busy, I’m faded.
She want me to save her, I’m not Kim Possible.
Baby, this shit ain’t possible.
Think I need sedation, get lazy.

Woah, woah.
She want me to take it off, pull up, slide through —
she screaming my name out loud, oh.
Diary full of the shit that I’m talking ’bout now, oh.

She calling my phone, I don’t pick it up — I slide.
Baby, I’m gone, I can’t stay, can’t hide.
My feelings for you, they long gone.
Still hear your name when I close my eyes,
pages of my diary filled with lies.
You a demon in disguise.

Woah, woah.
She want me to take it off, pull up, slide through —
she screaming my name out loud, oh.
Woah, woah.

I love the way that she dancing, shake it up, call her Zendaya.
Talking to me like I’m famous, I ain’t even say nothing major.
She think that we dating — fuck it, like this shit dated.
This shit like drumline, switch up the cadence.

Shawty stay callin’, I’m busy, I’m faded.
She want me to save her, I’m not Kim Possible.
Baby, this shit ain’t possible.
Think I need sedation, get lazy.

Woah, woah.
She want me to take it off.

shake it up like zendeya ♱

Produced by nothempts
[Lyrics]
Desire, I’m fried, I’m passed out
She was passed around, call her Bonnie
Blue, blue, blow away, my emotions they all blown away
Nah this ain’t right, she wanna ride today
I told her hold on tight, lights flicker in my mind
Thoughts spin like records, I can’t rewind, fuck is this a sign
Heartbeats racing, feel like I’m losin’ time
Movin’ through the night, feelin’ like Esmeralda
That bitch off of pills, yeah, she feel it in her chest, oh, wow
Laughing at the ceiling, shit sound like a villain
Already know what she want to do, already know what she want
Big body AMG truck, we going
Shush shush shush, shut-up, what's sup, what are you doing
Using her brain but she clueless, wow, woah, wow, woah
We hop in the whip, playin’ songs off the deck
These niggas be fuckin’ up motion, I need to check my notice
She laughing in that backseat while she rolling, she going
Late night text, she ghosting, I’m hoping
Write in my diary, my mind blowing up
Pull up, mask on, yeah my gang we on you
Bitch, we switching lanes, you know we cutting
Chyna McClain, you niggas ants to us

Desire, I’m fried, I’m passed out
She was passed around, call her Bonnie
Blue, blue, blow away, my emotions they all blown away
Nah this ain’t right, she wanna ride today
I told her hold on tight, lights flicker in my mind
Thoughts spin like records, I can’t rewind, fuck is this a sign

Désire ♱

I prod 2 (Kycc)
17 yrs old #2k*
fka yukyii2k*

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