pls unblock me, i miss my best friend

i really hope these drugs are laced man
i feel like i'm Peter Criss, i'm chillin with Ace man
i am such an addict for the road i love racing
boutta blast my car like i am driving a spaceship
driving a spaceship, driving a spaceship
i am such an addict for the road i love racing
yeah i love racing, yeah i love racing
i'mma chill with Peter Criss because i'm the spaceman

that bitch blocked me i'm tryna pretend like i don't give a fuck but i do
to her boyfriend, i'm truly sorry, if i saw how pretty i was, i'd make my girl block me too
okay okay okay okay
she blocked me no way no way
it's fine it's fine
it's okay okay
cause' i was already in my car, i'm leaving Earth going to space

i really hope these drugs are laced man
i feel like i'm Peter Criss, i'm chillin with Ace man
i am such an addict for the road i love racing
boutta blast my car like i am driving a spaceship
driving a spaceship, driving a spaceship
i am such an addict for the road i love racing
yeah i love racing, yeah i love racing
i'mma chill with Peter Criss because i'm the spaceman

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t6A09f5Mf5w&ab_channel=NewChannelhttps%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fchannel%2FUCeZFqC6TcrJDZljC3KvbG5g

SPACEMAN (prod. koolaide)

Tiffany

THIS SONG ISN'T MINE, I'M JUST REUPLOADING SO I CAN LISTEN TO THIS STUFF ON HERE LOL.

OG ARTIST: SUMMER ALONE (he isn't on soundcloud for some reason, he used to be but not anymore, so here's his spotify instead: open.spotify.com/artist/7ozWZAI5CjNLOp9iFFSzek)
@wheredidyouputmyweed ON IG.

REUPLOADED: 20/06/25.

i feel very numb, it hurts

all they ever do is talk
they dont do nothin bout it
said that she want me in love
bitch i highly doubt it
nothin that i do enough for that hoe
i got hundreds in my wallet
what i done for it though?
they tryna get like me
when i step in it make scene
my life like a movie
platinum chains on silver screens
why the fuck am i still lonely?
bitch dont leave me alone

im just tryna get so high that i cant hear my phone

they ask if i still love her i say i dont know
id be lyin if i said im not thinking bout her though
id trade my heart in for these drugs cause they cant let me go
hope nobody wake me up next time i overdose

im just tryna get so high that i cant hear my phone

all they ever do is talk
they dont do nothin bout it
said that she want me in love
bitch i highly doubt it
nothin that i do enough for that hoe
i got hundreds in my wallet
what i done for it though?
they tryna get like me
when i step in it make scene
my life like a movie
platinum chains on silver screens
why the fuck am i still lonely?
bitch dont leave me alone

im just tryna get so high that i cant hear my phone

i cant hear my phone

My body goin 2 ways I ain’t even ate or recovered over like 2 days I ain’t even told u or posted I got uh new bae cause you ain’t understand me or care I took the music n turned it to pain coincide inside my mentally fuckin insane brain I stay in asylums I’m haunting the place I talk about recovery we ain’t the same yo bars just don’t hold any weight or hit me in the face 

I can’t even lie sometimes I wanna die get up roll uh blunty n now I’m mortified stoned much harder than medusa look into my eyes  I could try and seduce ya fly too high just to fall right down I hate that my face represent im uh clown but my jokes don’t hold up at all imma sad ass sack just uh pain in the balls like ion wanna fight this livin my whole damn life like aight bitch im quite pissed I don’t even care I never did u wasn’t there at all I would never give you time of the day just to talk 

Wrap it up when u done underweight cause the drugs cut the slits till im numb now im gushin out blood 19 still dumb cause I couldn’t give uh fuck back then still don’t n it’s wild I could always tell stories on these beats since uh child uh huh 

Out west im obsessed wit the city girls lay to rest say it wit my chest I hate the world 

Twirl it around pull the trigger imma outlaw walking cross the dirt where I lay think I 
might fall 


I been trynna do the music shit but somethin blockin up my fuckin mental I thank god for this not really cause I never had uh place or pot to piss I’m findin ways to overstay my welcome fuck the mission bitch like uh bullet to my heart whenever family n friends don’t come around cause I burned bridges with em from the start 

Never imagined I could take the feelin this far why the fuck emotions kept down just be so fuckin hard 

I just wanna be apart of somebody would u ever stay ain’t nobody wanna be around me anyways sippin liquor just to feel on uh Saturday then I’ll forget by the next date 

Try to keep my mind wide open revert back to bad days copin never be the same and I know it pass it on so u know this

OH NO, MEDUSA STONED ME! PROD. SANTANA (lyrics in desc.)

QUE$T (prod. idontworry)

You think it’s love 
But this shorty like the rest of em
I’m not the best of em 
But I do sex with em
And you get vexed about this shit 
When you want love from em
You outta luck buddy 
I know it sucks buddy 

You think it’s love 
But this shorty like the rest of em
I’m not the best of em 
But I do sex with em
And you get vexed about this shit 
When you want love from em
You outta luck buddy 
I know it sucks buddy 

That pussy don’t hit like your last bitch 
Don’t it
You worked so hard for the box
But can’t afford it
And they goin talk about you dawg
Best to avoid it 
She could’ve left you for her ex
And you ain’t notice 
I got Uzi in this bitch 
Al Pacino with the shit
I got drewski in the whip
My nigga flying up a spliff
I got nothing else to say
Might as well cease to exist 
We got nothing much to talk about
You just another bitch 
And I hate picking these sides lil shorty
Choose before I dip
And can you get up off my phone 
These niggas riding on my dick 
And I be working for a check 
It always bring about a bitch 
And I put hours in the shit 
So if you leave baby that’s it 

You think it’s love 
But this shorty like the rest of em
I’m not the best of em 
But I do sex with em
And you get vexed about this shit 
When you want love from em
You outta luck buddy 
I know it sucks buddy 

You think it’s love 
But this shorty like the rest of em
I’m not the best of em 
But I do sex with em
And you get vexed about this shit 
When you want love from em
You outta luck buddy 
I know it sucks buddy 

Made so much damn money 
Off this rap shit like it’s drug money 
Niggas want a hand out 
No they can’t get nun from me
Set this up for me
See me now he wanna run from me
This bitch on my dick
She mad that she ain’t get a hug from me
I done popped out something trim
She know that I’m him
Niggas broke as fuck
I can not be them
Yea it’s all peta kunta
I just hopped out different whips
Bitch don’t bother me
I’m just busy pouring like I’m sick
Yea I still be up town
Posted in the lobby 
Reaper on my fitted 
I ain’t dappin anybody 
Rocking ebk denims
Do this shit like it’s a hobby 
I just blew through 50
I just hope the haters watching
Yea let’s go 

KESHORE - OUTTA LUCK FT. POLO PERKS

FUCK

IwillSeeyouSoon

when i pop out
i could sip till im blue
retro 1 jordans
dont step on my shoes
when i step in
make a bitch wanna move
i got diamonds stay shining
got stars on the roof
your bitch wan talk cause im something you not
sippin codeine till my teeth all get rotted
i cook by myself they wan eat out the pot
aint nobody like me cant fill up my spot
aint got the time for no roster
might fuck with that bitch
one more time ‘fore i block her
said she gon leave
okay bitch like i’d stop ya
bands on my mind
only time that its proper
fuck what they say
they got nothing to do
baby get mad cause i stay on the move
money keep calling
i keep picking up
she want me to slow down
told that bitch
girl this all that i do

dropping the roof
throw em up like that
throw em up like that, uh huh
when im in the room
throw it back on me
got a bag on me, uh huh
i cant fall in love ‘less im poppin
know thats all me
its all me
its all

i called up marshall
ride through the city
with bags on the dash
then we fuck up a bottle
fuck with that bitch
make her sweat like a sauna
i’ll make her sit down
now she sing like madonna
back in high school
all them bitches would curve
now they stare every time im around
wanna sip out of the cups
that im pouring up, baby
my mix it could put a bitch down
dont want a lamb, want a c7 vette
dont roll the window just put on the tint
walk in the club with your house on my neck
the wrist is your whip
and the belt is your rent
know that they hate when i flex
count up this money in public
but nobody test him
i keep a strap on my bitch
they all thought she was gay
dick on a 40 im busting it straight

bah
 
dropping the roof
throw em up like that
throw em up like that, uh huh
when im in the room
throw it back on me
got a bag on me, uh huh
i cant fall in love ‘less im poppin
know thats all me
its all me
its all

When You Left! - Autumn! , Twinuzis (One Way 3) (Slowed)

RybreadTheG

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