this is the best song ive ever listened to

with da homie @homesick

Greenwood:
Alright alright alright alright
We just talk in form of arguing like every night
We just stop until we start again I think it’s time
For me to go, for me to leave, for me to read the signs

Alright alright alright alright alright
If you were me and I could listen I could stay the night
And see the morning with some people out my fucking mind
And see the difference its just different I just stay inside, yeah

Wondering why you say that like I don’t know what we are
And I don’t know who I am, cover marks on top of my arms
And I don’t know how to tell you never really made it that far
And I don’t think that you know me, just close enough in the dark
(oh I dissipate from the start)

I be crossed out just the way I do 
I be fucked up when I think about you
I can not get that comfortable cause it’s the only thing that I’ve left to lose
But its you, noticing the way I move
Pressed on my head but it's just so bruised
Told me you felt it atop the roof
They never said I’m proud of you

I’ve been so conflicted
Fucked off intuition
Life-shaped hole inside this body
Somethings missing
Find out too late what they always said
Probably best if we don’t speak again

Homesick:
alright, okay
i sit down and hold back, okay
it was never you that thought less of me
but i think i forced you to feel that way
time won't hold back
isolate and start to lapse
try to go through life with tact
i swear intentions never last
i was living in a freeze frame
asking "do you really want me here?"
i'm not one to beg for some leeway
pitch black on the freeway
wander round goin each way
haven't stepped out in like three days
i said this shit can't be real
eyes shut, didn't want to
turn my life to a landmill
riptide and an uphill
stick with me, that's a bad deal
other side of a glass seal
and it feels like you have the thought
that you got me all figured out cause i don't speak a lot
i'm good with thinking not with talk, no
good at making flops
can't pretend i'm what i'm not

Greenwood:
Said he meant it, he probably does
But I’ve been burnt when I’m waking up
So when it’s over it’s fucking done
Play along and the questions drop
So I keep my distance and think a lot 
That if it were different I’d never stop
What I never thought that I could, on God, yeah, yeah

Back in my room and I don’t even know how to fix it yet
I said I love you, you know that I do but you know that there’s always a disconnect
Six of them, I’m pouring up and I’m sick to death
I couldn’t stop it, it’s in effect
I couldn’t live with the feel of it

(Brown eyes never held much weight til they looked so deep and I felt this way
are you ready now? swear I think I'm better now, problems I could figure out, that they don't know a thing about)

Buried (w/ homesick)

knots (prod. villainparty)

photo by deathbed @marguerite-maloon-839979591

Hindsight

deep october - rigor mortis (hurtclub flip)

love you 🩵
go check out the homie Vails 
prod is splashgvng 

Coffee Ft.Vails

Shoutout weird dudes in my DMs, this ones for you <333

also, shoutout to @alex-thomas-fox for hopping on this track, i absolutely love his voice(and him as a person bc hes really kind too ^-^)

and DOUBLE ALSO shoutout to @whos-that-clown bc bros the go-to for my beats at this point when I'm not self-prodding !


Lyrics:

[HeyLee]

Never be your side bitch, that ain’t okay
You know that i’m just fuckin’ like this 
Top of my game, ain’t no stoppin’
Named myself after a comet
Sick as fuck, you’ll need to vomit
When I get involved you know I’ll leave my black nail polish on it
And I don’t wanna flex, but I know my voice is heaven sent
When I see the haters, they be circling ‘round themselves again
I’m not your fuckin’ side bitch, that ain’t okay
You know that i’m just fuckin’ like this
Top of my game, ain’t never stopping

Bro, I am not your hoe
Never been your girl, so leave me the fuck alone
This bitch been asking me for Ableton presets when on the phone
So I blocked that fuckers number and I did it on the low
That bitch didn’t even know

Sick and fuckin’ tired of neckbeards thinking that they can pull me
I just wanna know why the fuck you think you got that leverage on me
And he said
“Bitch you’re just a fuckin’ failure, go home, cry about it later”
Take that trash to reddit, homie
Cause you just don’t fuckin’ know me

Now I’ll treat you like a side bitch, ‘cause you a lame
Go and cry about it on Twitch, but you got no viewers, homie
Bitch, i’m fire like a comet, and your cock is microscopic
They’ll never call you back
‘Cause they see you naked, then they vomit
And I don’t need to flex, but I know my voice is heaven sent
And when I see those bitches, they be circling ‘round themselves again
So, I’ll never be your side bitch, that ain’t okay
I know that I’m just really like this
Top of my game, ain’t no stoppin.

[Vails]
Got designer on my feet
That’s why it's flooded when I walk
And the silence in the room
Let me speak, yeah, let me talk
She said she’d be my side bitch
Right from the start
‘Cause she knew i treat my main one so i bad i break they heart
Can’t be holding back this frustration
Nothing ever reach the destination
That’s why i walk away from drama
I inherit that from my father
Fuck a hoe, i can’t be known to be amongst the karma

[HeyLee]

You treat me like a side bitch, that ain’t okay
You know that I’m just fuckin’ like this
Top of my game, never stoppin
You put me in your Twitter bio
That shit is so fucking vile
You’re gonna need a dermatologist
‘Cause imma set your skin on fire
Well, you know the chorus by now
You know just what i’m boutta say
Now, I see you fuckin’ bitches
You be circling ‘round yourselves again
So, I’ll never be your side bitch, i need to explain
That I’m really fuckin’ like this
I promise you, you’ll never know me

KUNTUCKY w/ COLON3L BILLUPS x L33 GHANDI

THORAZ3NE SHUFFL3

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