~me, my bottle, my resentments~

Written by Tylor Wauneka 

Me, my bottle, my resentments/
Me, my bottles, my resentments/
(Me, uh what? 
Me uh)
Holes up in my walls/
From alcohol withdrawals/
As it is, like last week/ 
Twenty dollars asking/ 
For rides and conversations/
A lonely drunk can catch the sympathy, but time can keep on pacing/ 
Escape is not an option/
My resorts to the top have shortly fallen/ 
And love and hate relating/
When it comes to intoxication/
“Oh what a good job your rapping”/
“I know that you follow your passions”/
“But get real,
get a job, 
a real one,
a dead deal, 
But get real, 
Get a job, 
A real one, 
A dead deal, 
One paper, 
Two favors, 
One paper”/
But so what?/

[skit] 

Bridge: 
 So what? So what? 
(Melody) 
So what? Soooo (woah’s)

Would’ve traded my diploma/
Just for four bucks/
Purple slushie puppies and some Vodka just for breakfast/ 
Think about my past will I ever learn my lesson?/
It’s about, 2 o’clock up inside the morning/
My family’s fast asleep, and while my liquors still pouring/
I never felt so desperate/
I contemplate my effort/ 
I hit her up, she has me blocked, I’m giving up/
I’m sober saving cash/
Scraping up the ash/ 
The ashes of my past/
I coin inside my pocket/ 
Represents my problems/
Reading words to commas/ 
I feel my music fell off/ 
I never could talk about karma/
To tell you the truth, I think she’s a bitch and I hate her/ 
She promised me all of these favors/
But brought me nothing but haters/ 
Influences part of my anger/
But so what?/
They relapse/ 
They recap/ 
No relax but ay/ 
But so what?/

me, my bottle, my resentments (Prod. YSP)

awful (Prod. legendary beats)

~Good Grades~
 
As long as I toke on the herb, forever ain’t lasting/
The heart of a soldier, who never outlasted/
Cutting the ties, and emotion to ashes/ 
Had to hit up my father, to talk about doubts and all of my fears/
I never could speak about weakness/
All the times, when all of my soul was in pieces/ 
Drinking with karma can ease it/
Some people can put on a CD/ 
It’s been like a week with a repeat/ 
Pouring a drink to feel easy/ 
I saw a good day on a Tuesday/ 
My nephews be getting the good grades/
Smoking some good on a good day/
Uh, spitting so hard for the past year/ 
I save it all just like my last tears/ 
Smoking together in lavish/ 
We know that he jealous on that side/ 
But fuck it I’m never the bad guy/ 
I’ll do it all just to get that high/ 
I’ll do it all just to get that high/ 
Ay, The summer can be a bit colder/ 
Lately I hate to be sober/ 
Gotta get it how I am supposed to/ 
No, I’m not lying or joking/
I’m ‘bout to be up in the O-Zone/
I’m aiming to be a big pro so/ 
Stuck up inside of a snow globe/
Nowhere to go but the other side/ 
Homie I’m nowhere near half the size/
Tylor’s seen plenty to act tonight/ 

(And I do it all just to get that high/ 
As long as I toke on the herb, forever ain’t lasting/ 
The heart of a soldier, who never outlasted/
Cutting the ties, emotions to ashes/ 
Had to hit my father and talk about habits/) 

My homies got bottles/ 
These bitches are problems/
I gotta be honest/ 
I don’t give a fuck about getting a spouse/
I’m morally focused on getting a house/ 
Kicking it inside of AZ/
My life can be just a lil’ crazy/ 
Marijuana smell amazing/ 
Distorted my youth and my aging/ 
But fuck it I’m never concerned/
About all the bullshit and burns/
I got some money to earn/ 
I got some people to vibe with/ 
Hearing the city in silence/ 
Shout to Kasmin and Cyli$/
Bout to just bring back that sweatshirt/
Yes you know all that texture/ 
This a “better-then-lecture”/
I can talk all about textures/
I saw a good day on a Tuesday/ 
My nephews be getting the good grades/
Smoking some good on a good day/ 
Smoking some good on a good day/ 
Spitting so hard for the past year/ 
I save it all just like my last tears/ 
Smoking together in lavish/ 
We know that you jealous on that side/ 
But fuck it I’m never the bad guy/ 
I do it all just to get that high/
I do it all just to get that high/
Uh

Good Grades (Prod. erri)

Lyrics: 



~Pure~ 

Hook: 
I,
Once
Saw 
True 
Bliss, 
Clueless/ 
To all my thoughts/ 
I,
Once 
Saw 
True 
Bliss, 
Clueless/ 
Thru all my thoughts/

Verse: 
I’m nauseous now but fuck it/ 
No need to down a bean with some fucking robitussin/
Summer school, my nephews getting all the freest lunches/ 
Tylor in the middle chiefin’ getting really blunted/
Smack me with some Adderall to get me really talking/ 
Spitting somethin’ potent while they find out where the song is/ 
Tylor’s not impressive, but I’m gripping on to wishes/
Is it something very possible to blow up in a second/ 
Gotta catch my apparition/
Alcoholic problems/
Is that what natives call it?/
Artificial bullshit coming at me like target/ 
But who can take this serious?/
Too much of that just stir it in/ 
I can throw my spirit in/ 
They talk about the purity/
Smoke ya favorite rapper, this my finisher/ 
Tylor talk persistent while I’m cooling down the temperature/ 
You need to cool your temper dear/ 
Often very clueless to the messenger/
Gotta start a new beginning just before we see the end of ya/
Too pure to spit some bullshit/ 
I can leave you clueless/ 
Gotta work on my immunity/ 
And question what is new to me/ 
Most of y’all be suckers who could never even ruin me/ 
What? Tylor to Wauneka, you better get familiar/
First off fuck the Rona/ 
Come from Arizona/ 
Contemplating life and most of all my motives/ 
I never fucking banged and not the color/ 
They caught me wearing red last summer/ 
Was selling weed to get up out the gutter/ 
The fuck am I gonna say if I couldn’t never even cover?/ 
They told me life’s a bitch but you have to learn to fuck her/ 
Smelling marijuana, seeing cars of under covers/
Had to punch my lip/
Just to get on scrip/ 
“Fuck you know bout this?/
Cmon’ be legit/ 
I’m off the 80 proof/ 
Fuck you know bout that?” 
While I’m throwing up a deuce/
Gotta get that quad/ 
Gotta get that flip/ 
When it comes to shit to like this/ 
I be keeping it so OG/ 
Flipping it to OZ’s/
Step into the mind of a junkie or an old King/
Philosophy and science never played a sicker motion/

Hook:

Pure (Prod. LethalNeedle)

Wednesday (Prod. Komplexity)

w it (Prod. jazseh / jemzsy)

DONT U (Prod. Marow)

Lyrics 
~Cataract Kush~ 

Mmm popped a tab while I hopped up in the charger/ 
Bought a pound made it just a little farther/ 
Found my phone now I’m looking for the charger/ 
(Yeah, yeah)
Cataract Kush is bumping at the function/ 
Baby whatchu tripping for? Babe it’s nothing/ 
(Adlibs) 

Verse: 
I done suffered through the most of the worst days/ 
I done loved and hated just to say I’m okay/ 
But I’m think it’s kinda bullshit if you think about/ 
Now I’m thinking about’ whatchu wanna think about/ 
Baby don’t you fucking call me when I re-up/ 
She’s been feeding you some lies and you believe her/ 
That’s just how the story goes in general/ 
I was switching plugs like I was switching tempos/ 
Heading down to the store with hella beso/
Fuck an issue imma solve it if I say so/ 
Baby don’t you fucking call me when I re-up/ 
She’s been feeding you some lies and you believe her/ 
Bitch I had a key before they made the lock/ 
Need some time to think or maybe even not/ 
I got deals for ya friend if she worth it/ 
She gotta a smile, then she coughed up on her third hit/ 
She may be lying when she tells me that I’m perfect/ 
That’s okay ‘cause I can see what’s on the surface/ 
Bitch I had a key before they made the lock/ 
I need some time to maybe think or maybe not/ 
I got deals for ya friend if she worth it/ 
And she made a smile, then she really coughed up on her third hit/ 
She lying telling me that I’m so perfect/ 
Motherfuck the purpose of the surface/ 
 
Hook:

Cataract Kush (Prod. NICKCHOU)

if u want it 2 (Prod. Manuel)

dont take it too personal (Prod. B Young)

ily & ihy (Prod. SWAGGYRIQUE)

Tylor Wauneka is a talented and emerging artist from Window Rock, Arizona, who is making a name for himself in the underground hip-hop scene. His music is characterized by its emotional depth, introspective lyrics, and genre-bending sound, which blends elements of rap, R&B, and cloud rap to create a unique and captivating style. With his soulful voice and honest storytelling, Tylor Wauneka's music resonates with fans who appreciate his authenticity and vulnerability, as he explores themes of love, heartbreak, self-discovery, and personal growth.

Pure (Prod. LethalNeedle)

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