Rockstar

Spine (with Lil Peep)

Not the same

I'm sippin' on drank, Red like blood(Red like blood, Red like blood)
I'm sippin' on drank, Red like blood(Red like blood, Red like blood)
I'm sippin' on drank, Red like blood(Red like blood, Red like blood)
I'm sippin' on drank, Red like blood(It red like blood)

I'm sippin' on drank and it red like blood
Walked in the bank and I pulled out a dub
She sucking my dick with her hair in a bun(With her hair in a bun)
This nigga my kid, This nigga my son
I'm sippin' on drank and it red like blood
Pulled up in a tank and it red like blood

Red like blood, It's red like blood
Babygirl I want your blood(Yeah)
All she want is cocaine she don't want love
I'm sorry but you're not a vamp 
No you're not one of us
Yeah you don't stand a chance
If I tell 'em I want blood
I want blood, I want blood
Yeah, I need it like a drug
I just pulled up on the scene with my bitch
She bad as fuck (She bad as fuck)
Yeah, If broke is a disease, Bitch I got a vaccine
Yeah my bitch got double d's
And my glasses is double c's

I sippin' on drank, Red like blood(Red like blood, Red like blood)
I'm sippin' on drank, Red like blood(Red like blood, Red like blood)
I'm sippin' on drank, Red like blood(Red like blood, Red like blood)
I'm sippin' on drank, Red like blood(It red like blood)

I'm sippin' on drank and it red like blood
Walked in the bank and I pulled out a dub
She sucking my dick with her hair in a bun(With her hair in a bun)
This nigga my kid, This nigga my son
I'm sippin' on drank and it red like blood
Pulled up in a tank and it red like blood

RED LIKE BLOOD . . . 🧛🏻‍♀️ (PROD.PERCSTRO)

Lil Tracy - Name Hold Weight (prod. Bighead X Manzo)

Lil Tracy - Tie Me Down (Prod. fish narc)

produced by heylog

lyrics:
don't u ever talk about me or ur gonna get yourself hurt
i wake up and i'm winning, how does second feel when i'm first
my life might be lame but at least that i'm not lamer
i gotta get goin and i hope to see u never

i'm getting closer and closer
and closer
it's over
cause ima steer off if i keep losing composure
YOU'RE GETTING CLOSER AND CLOSER
AND CLOSER
IT'S OVER IT'S OVER
if u ever talk about me boy ur gonna get ur ego hurt
how does second feel when i'm consistently just placing first
maybe you'll reflect from your mistakes just how i have learned
we are not the same cause u are opposite of down to earth

i have fun, i don't need a beer
u talk and it goes out my ear
my hair smells like tobacco smoke
puff cigars, the bands maduro
she's wasted while i'm cookin heat
(damn son)
i can't talk i'm making a beat
can't text, i'm sweating down my chin
pump iron, bumping 2hollis

now don't you ever talk about me or ur gonna get urself hurt
wake up and i'm winning, how does second feel when i'm first
my life might be lame but at least that i'm not lamer
i gotta get going and i hope to see u never

spotify

maduro

produced by heylog

lyrics:
when i burn in fire
you gave a hand
i'll try not to let go
she understands
nothing is more beautiful
than your demand
i thank u for being
so delicate

i'll decide ur demeanor to me
no ambition it was never easy
on the highway he finally came clean
how the hell could you do that to me
i thought u were my bestfriend
cus i know that they don't cut ur back
text and i won't answer, get on read
don't play w my emotions i'm so delicate
so delicate

when i burn in fire 
u gave a hand
but i might just let go
and she understands
nothing is more beautiful
than your demand
i hope i treated you
better than him

walking outside notice autumnal leaves
yellow and red and a few orangish trees
the air is fresh when i'm jogging thru this subdivision
my legs hurt.. take breath heavily
run by three deer on my right
they look at me like i'm threatening their life
the parents are guarding their fawn
sometimes i wish family could be us

Not the same

sams diary//2

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