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thoughts of her

Up beat kinda jam song about womennnnnn

We love women ^

Women appreciation^^

Love your girl before I do^^^

All The Things

Megan Type beat

Dangerous (prod. sogimura)

Make It Out. ft November Da Don

Intimate and vibey song to chill & listen to.

Caramel (Prod. Matthew May)

feeling you out (ft. TOPFLOOR, WAX, Ghetto Guitar & Prod Jai)

stop the pain

We.mp3

Ever Present

ALMOST SENT IT

Been a long night,
Or a long day,
Don't know what to call it
When you been awake
For days.

It feels just like that…
Unraveling, run ragged—
This is not the same.

Fractured sleep
Leaves more cracks in the day,
In and out, now and then,
I wrote it out,
I almost sent it.
Carved it in clay.

Ready for the kiln,
Is there more to say?
Heart-hardened in the flame.
Made of the same earth,
Memory baked and banked,
Just a number and a name—
It was never ours to claim.

Woulda meant it too,
Can't afford to have it
Any other way.
You brought it on yourself,
I don't even know your name.

I
Already
Ripped you apart.
Don't even know
Who I'm talking to,
Who's hearing me?
Drain the hatred from my heart…

Don't pour it down the drain!
Put it through the liver,
Like gas to flame,
Metabolize the anger,
Only way to live here
And free the beast from its chains.

I got mouths to feed:
Pride, wrath, envy, and greed—
These feelings ain't free.
A glutton still stuffing
Face, nothing's
Ever enough—
Keep me lusting,
Just tryna eat,
Can't stop once
I had a taste.

Hurling curses at the devil,
He's feasting on me.
Gladly trades my power,
Grants me numb rage.
Fits the script,
I put it on the page.

Pleading with God—
More like a phase,
Came and went.
Now I'm older,
Wiser, only children pray.
Hard to locate myself,
Cycling between heaven,
Hell, in between,
Avoiding mirrors—
Myself, I ain't seen.

3 AM, sitting outside CVS,
Open for 24 hours, god bless.
These hours grown Godless,
What's left?
It ain't right,
I've been awake longer,
Searching for that morning light.

I almost sent it,
Drafted the whole thing,
Carved it in clay.
Ready for the kiln,
Heart-hardened in the flame.
Made of the same earth,
Cooked in my memory—
It was never ours to claim.

Bending time,
It ain't collapsed yet.
Yet.

Amost Sent It

Alternative Pop/R&B artist from Cleveland

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