Name: bones by !frxcture
Duration: 2 min 19 s
Description: Some nightlovell type shit but different… produced, written, engineered by me.

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Stevie Nicks - Edge of Seventeen (LUMBERJVCK FLIP)

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Came through the back with a lunchbox grin
Wasn’t food in the bag — just a chrome FN
My name in the street like a cursed amen
They don’t pray no more, they just whisper when

Crib had cracks in the wall from stress
Same place I learned how to press, not guess
Taught shorty how to cut from the hem and stitch
Now she break down weight like a tailor switch

Told my opp, “Don’t flinch, that’s a suicide tic”
It’s a game 'til your blood make the hardwood slip
Never spoke names, I just nodded in code
Now the diamonds on my wrist got a funeral glow

Got steel in my coat like a factory shift
Tattooed sins with a sacrament script
Did dirt just to learn who’d snitch under heat
And who’d lay in the grave like they die on beat

[Verse 2]
Uh
Woke up to silence, drank from the spout
Still smell the powder on the old bank route
Used to ride with a blade in the Bible pouch
Now the Benz got a tint like a holy drought

Bags in the floor, clips in the sink
Gotta clean the chrome like it's therapy ink
My bitch got rage in her Prada seams
She don’t cry, she cock it with a laser beam

You can feel it when the soul don’t match the steps
When the wrist got ice but the breath smell death
I made peace with the blood on my Adidas
Now I count cash while the feds do seizures

Post up where the roaches learn to spell
Where a zip cost more than a wishing well
I don’t blink near cops or confessions
Just polish the grip like I’m prayin’ for lessons

[Verse 3]
Yeah
Hallway dark but the doorknob gold
Got spirits in the safe and a mind on cold
Ain’t love in this life, just residue truths
Where a smile mean trap and a kiss uncouth

Hit licks with a grin, then vanish for months
You either move weight or you benchin’ the front
I kept gloves on hands I should’ve held
Now my demons look calm when the chamber swell

Told shorty, “You cute, but my sins come first”
She laughed, then kissed where my pistol burst
Said “Your words sound sweet, but your heart’s all gun”
And still rolled my weed when the bag came done

Never met peace, just echo and static
Hood don’t mourn, they just get more tatted
And when I go — no flowers, no ornaments
Just bury me deep in my bulletproof garments

CHROME FN

Detchi x Hudddy G - 1:24 freestyle

Some nightlovell type shit but different… produced, written, engineered by me.

bones

SAFE IN Ubah . Pussy wagon, chicken nugget. BOMBACLAT

SAFE IN UBAH

prod GHOSTEMANE

Lyrics http://genius.com/Ghostemane-starterjacket-lyrics



bones

!frxcture

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