produced by @47gaaara
mixed/mastered: IreQ Savage
Lyrics:
Aye… Aye…
IMAGINE… ME…
Aye…
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye
Loook
Extended driveway to the strong hold 
Expandin across several acres
Budget too large to be faker 
Domain protected by some lasers 
Sharks in the moat, killer whales for da boats 
Dirty as her throat
Toxic bitches like coke 
Time to lay another coat
Huff the fumes from my smoke 
Looking savage as a goat 
Ibex across a tightrope 
In the thick of a night, hoe
Scared, better clutch yo bible 
Imagine me talking
Bout you in the streets
Looking crazy as the ward
“What they spray?”
Blab, blab, everyday!
Hellen Keller to his bars 
“Huuh, what cha say?”
Mans cooked 
well done, burned steak 
He vampin today 
Suckin on the younglings 
tryna to find a way 
He ain’t cooked nothin great, 
I’m unrivaled calling out the fakes 
Yeah, yeah 

Ibex across a tightrope 
In the thick of a night, hoe
Scared, better clutch yo bible

Ibex across a tightrope 
In the thick of a night, hoe
Scared, better clutch yo bible

IBEX. (prod. Yofang Gaaara)

produced by @47gaaara
mixed/mastered: IreQ Savage
Lyrics:
Yeah
Yeah 
Yeah
Look
Imagine Me…
Imagine, Imagine, Me…

Look, look, LOOK

Home fucking run
Touchdown 
This a buzzer beater
A win in every way 
Hype like I drunk a liter
Got these niggas on the meter 
Money longer than da life of a geezer
My Bitch badder than Rita 
A nigga bald like Freiza 
In my demon era 
It’s villian fever
For your final season, RIP Jerry Springer
In denial still ain’t a believer 
I’ll shake these niggas like a seizer 
Get em up like the enemies on a heater 
(BITCH)

Come through dat window like wind
Blowin ops brains flyin like da wind 
Aang, how I’m movin wind
Hurtin niggas like a sin
Snatchin it up like a win
Game time! 
We done went off again
We done went off again

Come through dat window like wind
Blowin ops brains flyin like da wind 
Aang how I’m move dat wind
Hurtin niggas like a sin
Snatching it up like a win
Game time!
We done went off again
We done went off again

Fuck des niggas
Lost my manners 
Like I broke wind 
Niggas think we friends 
Tell ‘em “huh, Come again”?
What’s that shit you talkin
Sounds like jibbersih
Like you speaking Sims 
We ain’t talking common tongue 
I don’t wanna be your friend 
I don’t wanna see you again 
I don’t wanna see you again
Better back up
Nigga we ain’t friends

Visualizer

AANG. (prod. Yofang Gaaara)

!ose contro! 💕 [prod. 8t33n] ig. @kkyyogre

ok? go! w/ odwithme #CC

Feat - https://soundcloud.com/heymrnoodles

feel at home

Stream

feel at home (prod. by probelad)

stargazing prod twinza

WINX (juhnbeatz)

In the flesh
Rn
Follow @reppcastlmaine @prodjxyln

inertia ++expression.m4a snippet

Пуст́ой

"ForYou" bleeds honesty - a love letter written in distortion and confession. It's part ballad, part breakdown, where melody collides with memory and verses spill like open wounds. Between guitars that ache and bars that barely hold it together, the song reaches for something pure in the middle of pain. "I'll be there when no one is there for you" - isn't just a promise, it's a prayer to the music itself, to the people who listen, to the ones who still feel to much. It's hope sung through cracked teeth - devotion surviving the noise. (Prod.Anne)

FORYOU

[nostalgic depression] is remembering a time that was no good for you and missing it simply because you no longer exist as that version of you. 
Lately I've been finding myself missing old parts of me, and this project really let me get that out. I have songs on here I created within the first few months of me ever recording, and songs on here that I made last week. If you feel lost out there, and need a space to confide in I hope this can help, because trust me I know what it feels like to be alone.
-Love, abandonmase


(p.s. if ANYONE knows who made the beat for [there u go] plz tell me so i can give them credit! i made that song last summer and i have no idea who's channel i found it on!)

ash in a bottle (prod. 08saul)

abandonmase