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Carrollton

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prod. Night Lovell
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DOWNLOAD/STREAM: http://smarturl.it/SuicidalThoughts

Watch official music video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bITlCIwN9Zw

Stream "Suicidal Thoughts in the back of the Cadillac PT. 2" here: https://open.spotify.com/track/0p7yFdzdYIXe3KESsMRwCd?si=bg0Z4kCWTWawBlym1bXMSQ

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SUICIDAL THOUGHTS IN THE BACK OF THE CADILLAC

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Suicidal Thoughts In The Back Of The Cadillac (Prod.Mikey The Magician)

A special thanks to : @hadiyageorge  @singvisuesing @dnicknbdmg and Dauda!

In the night when everything settles and the world around us stops we are left with nothing but ourselves. These are the moments that force us to face the reality of who we are and what our lives have become. These instances of solemn contemplation can lead to an unsettling restlessness that stirs questions inside of us. Questions that we may not have the answers to.

We fall victim to the night. Pensive, we sit on our bed, waiting for it to come- begging our subconscious to come and erase the struggles and pitfalls of the day, but it evades us. 
No sleep.
Victim. 
The necessary recedes from reality, inner demons usually suppressed in the facade of daylight take shape and dance past the mind's eye, mockingly. 'No sleep,' they cry.  This is the spectrum of sounds from the nocturnal. The somnambulists. The victims. No Sleep.

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Regrets (with Old Acquaintances)

Cloud rap

Sacrophagus II

SUICIDEBOYS - I'M DONE

Izanagi

Bass boosted even more and better than the first one

Pouya - Void (Bass Boosted Even More)

now on SPOTIFY, Apple Music, Tidal, and other platforms
https://open.spotify.com/album/5R9Yn9A2pVzqPBG9MqUoAi

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Mariposa (Prod by Rizi)

https://G59Records.com

[HOOK: LIL LONELY]

hol up wait
all of my heroes are rotting in their fucking graves
one day i will forget their names

[VERSE I: LIL REMAINS]

when i was 27 every night i had dreams to die
now i'm 28 feeling more dead than alive
29 in a month
all my idols fucking dead
got a check
more or less just another problem
bringing 400 degrees
no limit/cash money
half a milli bands in cash
i feel like cash money
popped a xan
couldnt tell you when i forget
fuck a friend
all i need is scrim and my kin
days looking grim
goosebumps on my skin
hope the reaper coming
hope my demise begin
fill my veins with heroin poking through my skin
this is the end
all the way

[HOOK]

[VERSE II: LIL LONELY]

one day i'll become the same
a pile of ashes forgotten in a vase
wrap my chain around the base and then put it on display
flashing lights they shine so brightly
until there's blackouts every night
see shattered glass rain from the sky
beware my drip that shit so blinding
white gold blade on a bright gold chain
ruby da cherry been hated so why the fuck would i not stay the same
every step that ruby take is like he walking on a plank
let the waves crash down
let them take me to my grave
ain't no way my gang ain't grey
thousands of people are shouting for $UICIDE to save the day
roll up in the tank 
fuck the fame
remember my name until your memory fades
documenting the plague until my dying day

I Want to Die In New Orleans

NICOTINE PATCHES

https://G59Records.com

[VERSE I: Ruby da Cherry]

yeah, i was the wave but now i feel the tide pulling back
ocean flat
often i lay in this coffin
sleep on my back
toss a couple of them back
my liver really starting to slack and i can feel my lungs decaying from the cigarette packs
i havent thought of $UICIDE since i was living in the back of Blackout's pad
my heart torn in half
now i've got everything i ever wanted, but now i don't want it
i feel like i'm haunted i feel like i'm cursed
hopefully soon i'll return to the dirt
a material world with a virtual nerve
bitch i see what it's worth
toss me out on the curb
leave me behind
walk a straight line to hell
as yall swerve away lost in the choice not to sell
roll me up a blunt
i need to get lost
all yall talk bout sauce
i'm wiping frozen cuts with frost
i'm slicing open guts and tossing frauds off to the side
half of $UICIDE a couple million now who ready to fucking die

[VERSE II: SLICK SLOTH]

two cups and a bad bitch
then i pop me a xanax quick
call shake when i need that fix
call nick when i need that itch
call krez just to pop on 'phetamine
max beck in the back pop seventeen
yung kurt cobain with the heroin
slick love drugs over everything
shooting stars up in my veins whoa
but look at your bank rool
so?
just spend it on more dope
more woes
fuck you care for?
but lately i feel guilty i feel so badly
they say i made it and that should be satisfactory
lately i feel like i have nobody
all alone in an empty hotel lobby
4 AM praying can i get some rest
dreams of $UICIDE and the need for death

KING TULIP

back to u w/ nntysx

Squeeze- ghostmane

I Wrote this song at a skate park one day.

LEAVE ME ALONE {PROD. G3MnII}

Thinking Every Night

I couldn't find the track on his soundcloud profile so I decided to post it here lol

Original Creator: https://soundcloud.com/composerily/

Composerily - How To Sound Like Ujico*/Snails House

Hey I made a song, and I don't use a bong.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cLeBMFdI44c
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I know I'm stuck. Maybe I don't give a fuck
It don't matter who you are. I just want you near, not far.
I know, good luck. Maybe I'm just stagestruck.
It don't matter who you are. I just want you here, not far.

All these people wanna know me,
try'na get close just to make it in my family.
All these fake people try'na come to my party.
I know life's bigga than driving in an Audi.

And I'm not that cool. 
People wanna use me for my big ass pool.
When it comes to love, it's push not pull.
Swear I thought I was above, but I'm minuscule, ay.

And I'm not that gay, that's the happy word, 
not the Y.M.C.A., Thresh in my back 
usin' up his flay, pullin' out my soul,
I'm not able to play.

But, I got no game. Sitting at the top yet I feel no fame.
People watch me, chilling in the backseat.
Telling me what to do,
what to eat, when to sleep, ay!

I know I'm stuck. Maybe I don't give a fuck
It don't matter who you are. I just want you near, not far.
I know, good luck. Maybe just I'm just stagestruck.
It don't matter who you are. I just want you here, not far.

And I miss my mom. 
Would you proud that I'm using a bong.
Fought to the top, yet I cannot stop, 
hit a bop, ease drop, make a shortstop hop. Oh.

Table top, hip hop. 
Try'na make it big in pop, 
maintain mountaintop.
Don't swap your heart for a window shop backdrop.
Build a workshop, 
start your own damn sharecrop.

Up on a rooftop, feel no dewdrops.
Runnin' a bookshop, with no Aesop.
Four way street, with invisible stop signs.
Cars on fleek, no metropolis skylines.

Makin' it front page, got no headlines.
Can't see myself on TV cable lines.
I'm a math teacher but I can't read cosines.
I'm a damn doctor but I can't read lifelines.

I know I'm stuck. Maybe I don't give a fuck
It don't matter who you are. I just want you near, not far.
I know, good luck. Maybe I'm just stagestruck.
It don't matter who you are. I just want you here, not far.

I know I'm stuck. I'm working on fixing that, 
Please don't go away. I just need another day.
Working on my attitude, I know that I can be rude.
Please don't ever leave me to my pessimistic solitude

I know, good luck. It's thanks to you I give a fuck.
It really matters who you are. Deep inside down in my heart.
I know you're here. I have been feeling so far.
And deep down inside my own heart, I'm starting to embrace the stars!

Ooh!
Now I have you near, not far.
Ooh!
Now I have you here, not far.

I know I'm stuck. Maybe I do give a fuck.
It may matter who you are. Now I have you near, not far.
I know, good luck. Maybe just I'm just stagestruck.
It may matter who you are. Now I have you here, not far.

Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh.
I finally know who I am.
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Stagestruck

New song by me featuring my friend Satica

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tony