Lyrics:

I crashed my own car yesterday. I was gonna end it, but I ain’t going out that way. Impulsive puzzle. I’m an impulsive puzzle. Yo, yo, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, my own car, I crashed it. What’s so unknown so far is why I smashed it. Not even I knowing why I did it and dashed it. I’m going haywire, may fire off the lashed shit. I’ve been hit wit’, the shit that when it get me. I’m so used to it I refused you to let me. Take a break, I shake and make a fool outta me. I won’t accept help, neglect self, I do, not cool outta me. But I continue, putting myself in harming venue. Shutting and shelf-ing the thing I need to bring to me then to. Fight the worry, stop arming and igniting fury. Slighting flurry, of emotion is what I need to notion. We gon’ get hit wit’ shit that bite at us all day. Scary when we see what matters carry pain y’all way. I ball may-be just to keep deep on the grind. Or may-be just to thrust the norm that I form to my mind.

This shit hurt, this life shit hurt. I bleed the pain of a lost soul. Impulses taking over. Demons, decisions of despair. Yeah.

It’s in my head, I dread to go out, instead I flow doubt. Constant to the brain, on the pain a lot I know ‘bout. I gotta grow clout, I sell that dumb shit to me. Thinking if I numb it I won’t be a sinking spree. The streams are just streams as it seems, so the glow that gleams. Ya might share can be a nightmare when ya find what it means. Since teens I’ve been dealing wit’ healing shit on the inner. I beat myself up, eat at my thoughts like it dinner. A cup all empty, what them see is not quite that. Them see I got right at getting up and shutting up. But it’s time to speak up, to peak up I can’t put self down. I’m trying but I’d be lying to say my way is just a frown. I may thrust the crown but it a bitter stone cold one. I pray that I hone into the grown vision of me, a bold one. That completes his mission and meets what I set out to do. I lost my way, tossed astray, that’s why I let out a few.

I’m so tired, mentally so tired, It’s so hard. It really is. Shit get tricky in life. As sad as it is, that’s life. Have a good one y’all.

Car Crash (Practice Remix 2)

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Don’t expect what you don’t deserve
Early morning just too bite the curb
Find a sample turn it into jerk
Find a sample turn it into drill

Find a junkie just too lace the pill 
Can’t talk too you unless I fake the feel
Distro check on a grill 
This the wrong job too try and get a mill
Long hours can’t afford a meal 
Long day spent gotta heal
Long paycheck spent all on bill
 couldn’t see how the money feel
See why my dad drank
See why my brother don’t think
See my mother cry 
at this point wouldn’t mind a 3 6 deal

Wouldn’t mind a lil smith wes 
P shooter just to shoot a pest
Under Tee bullet proof vest
Yo shoes just too get the jets

New fit just too look real
Trappin like I really from the field 
Hand a junkie nigga new deal
Scam drank been broke the seal

Navy seal zeph undercover 
My mother who I do it for no other 
Burst clip shii gotta stutta 
Kick kick back too the gutta 

Kick kick back shoot the kick back up
Cuz a nigga do not like fun
Niggas whack fuckin lack
When it comes to the shit that these niggas done done

Nigga be ugly move like the grinch
Can’t wait too take the fun out the bitch
Ain’t addiction it just was a sip
Pull a pistol right outta dip

Who tf miss zeph all shot 
Aimbot when im clutching the grip
Niggas just talk never been top 
All they do is top other niggas dick

Why he ain’t up he vicious 
Took too long just too get in 
I be on covert missions
Lie too myself what I’m destined 

I keep too fuckin up
Somehow extend the wait
Like time is fuckin up
I already missed the wave 

Next year swear this shii mine 
Till I’m out the fuckin box like a mime 
Stay on top with the lie
In that interview don’t forget the line 

Don’t forget the glick on the hip 
Or the image get stripped by a pic
But Don’t forget the hate you feel
That’s the only thing that makes 
You 
Real

Only here so my mother say ew
Shii normal why tf you bitch still
Glick will tell a nigga sit still
Runnin from the fate now a nigga

Shootin bullet bill
Chase em down the ave shoot em in the back
Now a nigga new name wheels
New pain shared I ain’t scared 
When I’m wit niggas who trained too kill

Whole time I ain’t for the field
Pop more I can’t feel the kick
Pray to god this bottle infinite 
Or I’m staring down a FN

GOD put me with my best friend
I ain’t up till I’m on FM
I get love from all yo legends 
Maybe this the shii I’m destine

Maybe all the work I put in just won’t show within the present 
Maybe all the roads I’m lookin at too others just a dead end 
Maybe all the shit I talk from the perspective of a peasent
Maybe time already ran out 


I’m right there at the endin

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I peel back my skin
She give up her flesh
I go psychotic
Bodies around me
I smell pheromones
I feel body heat
I pop out like a zit
I put chemicals
In between my lips
Paint my face in blood
Dance around the tree
Put a fever in my cup
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Usb pack my lungs blow down a terabyte
I'm with some scary guys but don't be terrified
I put snakegaters on my ankles
I got gooey creatures doing me favors
You can find me surrounded by concrete and cables
She’s so sweet she let me taste her
Spread the insides of the bag all over the counter
Put a pill inside of a fifty dollar bill turn it into powder
Nmp house mailbox filled up with downers
You can talk to me nice I don't wanna argue
Blow down nitemare pack til I get a headache
I'm making the money stretch out like intestines
She’s telling me she’s got an Erametin fetish
I love when the patterns change on the wall
Strawberry shaped pills I got a lot of Dilaudids
I got Stilpane and it's pink like a barbie
I'm a finesser I tap my head and go hypnotic
Take the shackles off my body the fever is what I embody
I hop off the shelf and drag my feet through the carpet
Sweat sweat sweat it all out I need a cleanser
I’ll stand on what I said I’ll bleed about it

I peel back my skin
She give up her flesh
I go psychotic
Bodies around me
I smell pheromones
I feel body heat
I pop out like a zit
I put chemicals
In between my lips
Paint my face in blood
Dance around the tree
Put a fever in my cup
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