so nice of heygwuapo to write a verse of how much they love their partner

Was my least favorite song from the album because the first 3 seconds sound like an alarm clock 😭

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originally prod. JETSKII + EVILGIANE, beat remade by me

https://soundcloud.com/logout
prod @artemys

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logout w/ twikipedia + nigo chanel

poor connection - silk road

2021
used the same instrumental as a tropes song, original pitch

twikipedia - take yourself too serious

produced by me, ambient sample sent by @f3arme

peace sign weavers

lyrics:
you know how it goes
i try to be honest
wish harm when you're harmless
i'm still with my day ones
we're smoking on chronic
which one would you choose in life or death come on be honest

we got tanks
i'm not tryna wake up to some to some shit
we got bank
tryna put myself for life again
(i'm tryna say)
what you tryna say
my life could be worse, but yours could be replaced

"don't be so hard on yourself"
reason that i'm up cause i go hard on myself
and back in 2020 was the hardest i felt
and if i fall from grace then i don't want any help

i dont wanna play your speakers
F° sign meters
nation leaders
peace sign weaver..

we go, the same
we die, the same
my rotten brain
they still don't know what to say

you know how it goes
i try to be honest
wish harm but you're harmless
i'm still with my day ones
we're smoking on chronic
which one would you choose in life or death come on be honest

my eyes, i know they saw it through my eyes again no big surprise

chronic

prod me

Walk round the town i got vests on me
Sipping green you turn to a zombie
These days i swear everybody tryna clone me
Key word is try yea they can't succeed

Shit changed but i stayed the same and (did it pay off?)
I be wishing that i changed up too
Someone needs to tell me what to do

I can't even keep it in how i feel sometimes
People tryna tell me that I'm past my prime
and this shit a competition tryna waste my time
Some people tryna tell me that I'll end up fine (I'll be fine)
Drive me off line
You don't gotta ask me if it's alright
Used to talk on skype
But that shit been died (it been died)
Am I ever gonna know if you're fine

Man it's ok i get it
I need space as well
But i don't wanna hear your crying when i take you off my shelf
Delete your number off my cell
Don't try to contact me as well
Cause i forgot how to feel, and I've never been better

I walk around with a vest
Why he always talking crazy i know he don't wanna test ok
I'm tryna buy a fucking jet
And I'm not paying no taxes lil bitch fuck the IRS ok
DJ Khaled we the best
Tryna cop myself a crib that's the only thing I want no less

I don't need a deal
Even if I fall off i'm staying real

vests

twikipedia - the code

produced by me
thank you @heygwuapo

look at the score!

war w/ heygwuapo

produced by me

lyrics: 

(we talk about this, we talk about that, we talk about things i should've said, we talk about debt, we talk about life, you talk about me, i talk about racks, i talk about plans, i talk about things i shouldn't have said)

i need to lift, the left side of my head
i'm still tryna make sense, of everything that they said
and the worst part about it
is that it's starting to click

when we get older the pressure get greater
i'm not gonna do it right now if it's something that i could do later
and that's my problem
stuck at the bottom

i work so hard but don't feel any greater
i like to talk about life but life do not like the way i portray her
and that's my problem
i tried to warn them

(imma tell a lie right now like)

shoot at anybody i look at and see, i just bough a cruise now i'm overseas
that boy still my son, pay respect to me,  don't need no tutorial i do it with ease
i don't need an eight, bitch i need the tree, i just sparked it up so it's hard to breathe
if they did you bad, don't get mad at me, heard he getting mad cause his pockets E

and i lie... until it comes true and, maybe that's the reason i'm not mad you
i try every time but it's... always the same, 
if i did it right then i still end up picking up the blame

had to cut him off because he did some shit that i don't claim
now that tryna turn around and tell me that i'm fucking fake
tried to get help but then they said that i should meditate
that bullshit doesn't work for me what works is getting paid

hop up off the bed i pop
fuck the breakfast, i want rocks
bitch if i paid i'll cop
i'm friends with felons can't get caught
bet you never heard of me
i walk in and start a scene
act, bitch we sipping pink
packed, but we still jumped in

and i tried i tried i tried
i'm not good with wasting time
most good times come in disguise
but fuck it, i'll say it fine

and we talk about this, we talk about that, we talk about things i should've said, we talk about death, we talk about life, can't

rude

produced by me

everything is so backwards 

lyrics:


that boy broke he tryna win the lottery
and they see my name and they copy me
this is real money not monopoly
told that bitch that there aint no stopping me
trynna be yourself but you a wannabe woah
maison margiela designing my... clothes
but you know how it goes
i bailed myself out come get back your swag bitch
and i can't pronounce who made this sweater it's not average
give a fuck bout that cloning shit i'm not your dad bitch
but maybe that shit the reason that i'm first you last bitch
and i win i win i win, bitch im a rockstar with that fit
and these waxed jeans come from rick
like i'm in a band got drums with the stick
that boy is too lame he not coming in
bitch you not tj three shots and i win
nah matter of fact two shots and you out
piss in your gravestone and i'm out
we count fucking, commas
you not up like this put it on your momma
and everything i touch millions like i painted mona
that boy broke he tryna win the lottery
and they see my name and they copy me
this is real money not monopoly
told that bitch that there aint no stopping me
trynna be yourself but you a wannabe woah
maison margiela designing my... clothes
but you know how it goes
and i'm back
back then had nobody with me
imma get this money up imma stack it to the ceiling
and i got a pretty lil bitch they asking me how i'm feeling
(how you feel) nah fuck all that you know i feel great
cause i told my grandma you don't gotta worry
bout the lottery none of that shit
i'll touch a million before i turn thirty
and that's on my life in this bitch
if you trynna go up better hurry
cause when i'm up then that's it
i'm making plays he still playing the lottery...
you know damn well that he sick

lottery

produced by me
inspired by kurtains & paralamas do sucesso
i hope you enjoyed yourself
lil mid track to end it i like this one though 

lyrics:

and i run i run i run, it stops being fun
and i don't wanna drive fast with bottles on my trunk
i can't really run fast, when both my legs were shrunk
i look and look around i feel like i'm the only one
but it still looks okay
it sounds so good it's fake just like everything i say
"it's too hard can't do it, won't try to find a way"
i do a great job ignoring everything they say

but it doesn't feel that good sometimes
and i still don't know the reason why
don't think i deserve it

you're not a good person but you're not alone
i hate when i get called but i still love my phone
and i don't like you at all that's just how it goes
i hope you're not mad... and if you are then i'm not dealing with it

and i run i run i run...

war w/ heygwuapo

twikipedia

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