Alr know dis gonna be an amazing album bro

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in the trapspot theres a light that never goes out

leaks (nyli x 06brick)

LYRICS:
what you tryna get who knockin at my door
stumble out my bead 5th of jack i'm tryna soar
and let the bitch rest in bed she said she kinda sore
and i don't know that bitch but i know she like it raw
it only take bout half a xan to get them panties off
and yes she said she is a fan she like that candy song
damn this brandy strong peach e & j straight out my momma's cupboard
skipping supper plus i'm movin wrong
passed out in the gutter dabbing budder out the 2 foot bong like what you smokin on 
snatch the blunt up out your face and face it in your face just to prove you don't belong
i've been up for days and days they don't know what i'm on
i've been stuck up in my ways and i ain't changin shit
and when your bitch suck my dick she use a gang of spit
kewl gang in this til i RIP 
you let your bitch kiss your lips after she swallow me
ghoul fangs and shit like it's halloween
mike meyers in this bitch when i pop a bean
don't talk to me i'm busy countin up
smokin gas skippin class and not giving fucks
tell your bitch to bounce that ass while i hit the blunt
bitch i'm really the one smoke a million blunts all in one day
it ain't no way that you still keeping up i'm really the reason all these kids is tryna be like us

(AKOGE MIX) 2SHANEZ - KEWL FLOW PT 4 (PROD. COLOMBO)

LYRICS:
shaking off the fadedness but it ain't really fading quick
emily made the clique y'all can't forget about that shit
where all them damn days was spent sulking in depressiveness 
back when it was sink or swim the lights was dim
the lines was thin and all the swisher sweets was skimped
roaches out that chop bong chop walk in that dirt field
wake up every morning wonder why the fuck i'm here still
drinkin but the beer stale i don't give a fuck tho
pour that natty daddy out for all the ones that went home
xanny got me damn slow aaron helped me laugh it off
dutchy hittin so hard that i almost had to pass it off 
got a couple gaskets off screws loose a couple too
it don't matter if you smoke you'll get high just bein in the room
fronto leaf for my perfume joseph get it by the pound
everybody hangin out but holly said we gotta bounce
no one fuckin listen tho drinkin til we really throwed
throw up in that backyard weed in that glass jar
fast life like nascar sick like addict black tar
dretussin jbl wood smoke for my health 
xanax bar to myself why i always hurt myself
and everybody that i love curse the one that live above
and drag me down under the rug cuz jesus don't like rock n roll
triple stack molly roll fuckin up the honor roll 
drop a tab and don't come back cuz this the scumbag chronicles
fucked up again i'm on a roll lately i've had lots of those
i'm all relapse and no rehab and this the scumbag chronicles
triple stack molly roll fuckin up the honor roll 
drop a tab and don't come back cuz this the scumbag chronicles
fucked up again i'm on a roll lately i've had lots of those
i'm all relapse and no rehab and this the scumbag chronicles
let's smoke


SCUMBAG CHRONICLES (PROD. OASIS)

PILL PRESSIN KRATOM😓🍃🤮 (PROD. MUNDACA)

LYRICS:
When this beat drop grease pop
Catfish in that frying pan
Geekin off this farmapram
I feel like I’m Iron Man
With ease let 3 off
Right out of that iron, man
Hit him in his brother
Then I tried to hit his other mans
What streets you be on
Like I know where his mother stay
I just bought a brand new K
Turn a shirt into a face
His grave get pee’d on
Xanny got me out my brain
40 knock him down close range
My shoe still got some his brains
On the outsole
When this beat drop grease pop


TORTUREMAN (PROD. 7300)

LYRICS:
This shit bangin diff-
This shit this shit bangin different
Needle in that vein it is
Substance for them angry kids
That’s fucked up when they walk around
Causin problems in they town
This for all the ones that’s feelin empty and feel hollowed out
Go outside break into cars
Start a fight pop some bars
Break the rules break into shit
We all die one day fuck it man
I’m just sayin life is fucked up
And so am I so let’s spark the blunt up
We get lit we get high 
To forget that we wanna die
Go outside break into cars
Start a fight pop some bars
Break the rules break into shit
We all die one day fuck it man
I’m just sayin life is fucked up
And so am I so let’s spark the blunt up
We get lit we get high 
To forget that we wanna die
We get lit we get high
To forget that we wanna die


GRIMM'S INVITED (PROD. SOCCCASH X FILLETTE0318)

{luxi414 Mixx} Bloody Nose Shawty #fettymusik #junkiekore (prod. Gfelds)

LYRICS:
momma gettin pissed again her kid is never listenin
he with the misfits again and smellin like them cigs and then
why the fuck his eyes so red he out the door he dipped again
prescriptions need a fill again and where the fuck the E&J
meanwhile i've been in the streets runnin round all day
steep pile of the dirt i did diggin my own grave
cheese smile burnt the zip and twisted to a frowny face
all the way off the couch i'm lifted and i levitate through outer space 
spaceman whippin and i'm dippin in the rocket ship 
rocket in my pocket i should toss it 
it's the same one that we just hit that shit with
and i'm still holdin onto it
i'm still holdin onto it cus


MISFITS (PROD. GHOWSTE)

twoxp - @2xp
prod. me + @dntmove

lyrics:
that boy lying on the net he a catfish
everything i shoot go through the net that shit is magic
i feel fantastic, i hope these feelings lasting
get me on the scene, time to correct the wrong casting
stop for a second, then the whole crowd could pass you
they could never lap me, unless i made a bad move
got a jacket 1 of 1, sacai bomber with the cuffs blue
keys in the front pocket, push to start, escape my issues
issues to issues, im stacking up these magazines
told my mom im doing well, and she still fucking mad at me
told that girl i love her now, and she aint take it serious
i dont put out fake feelings, what does that get out of me?
told my man ill give em hell, he said its time to drop shit
demons fucking with my health, i see them in my concious
i hate having options, they make me way too nauseous
i closed the door and slid the key, and i am not a locksmith

TORTUREMAN (PROD. 7300)

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