harley quinn ft. Love Jai

lyrics


i cant talk rn
ion feel right
i might take another 7 
make me feel right
what am i spose to feel
if we all die
rusting from my base
incant say that i wont die yung
u jus need to know that im with u but
i cant promise i will be here forever 
i need a bullet thru my skull
god my head hurts 
i already tried once
i can only get worse

im so tired 
how u think it feels
when ur skin is on fire
i cant lie
i been dying slower since i tried to unwind
i say im fine
but im praying i can find a rope tonight 
i stay alive
against what i was hoping i jus wanna sleep tight

i jus need to fond another way
im sorry
tell me what to do
idk if u still want me
ill go on a walk
no wallet
no car keys
i aint coming back
im sick of the scarring

all i do is fail u
i wish i was better
but my wishes go unanswered 
i cant see the otherside from this side of the camper
the only thing i see is the inevitable damage


i cant talk rn
ion feel right
i might take another 7 
make me feel right
what am i spose to feel
if we all die
rusting from my base
incant say that i wont die yung
u jus need to know that im with u but
i cant promise i will be here forever 
i need a bullet thru my skull
god my head hurts 
i already tried once
i can only get worse

anothr n anothr so on + so forth

2% tint 
iunno care if u dont see bitch 
muzzle flash all on his face shit ig im beaming
if u aint my bros thats enough of a reason
aye
shit im boutta snap 
if i catch him out in public iunn need no strap 
corners of my eyes im seeing bodies in some bags
46 a lamb to the slaughter
i think ima turn another t shirt auburn

Lamb To The Slaughter

lyrics:

i have no one
i have nobody
im a no one
im a nobody
i have no one

i have no one in my life to help me anymore
i don't have no one that's gonna pick me up right off the floor
once they find my body they will probably just slam the door
all these empty thoughts they tend to shake me to my fucking core
i don't have a girl they tend to play me like a fucking sport
always feeling down it would be nice to have someone's support
always been alone so i don't know what i would need you for
staring at computers i can't sleep and now my eyes are sore
i got shit to do at 6am and now it's turning 4
same thing every night these days my life has turned into a bore
digging for the answers only thing i find is diamond ore

reupload with diff mixing sorry h1N :(

i have no one (prod. killedmyself)

lil sum, enjoy <3

LYRICS:
Keep your distance from me if you aint want no problems
I keep the business on my mind like im warren buffett
I got ice on my neck, yeah i like the diamonds
I been balling like im on the denver nuggets
So tell me what you want from me
I got hella money, feel like kendrick with the money trees
Sippin’ on this drop like its spiritual, no green tea
Fly out to new york if my bitch wanna go on a shopping spree huh
And we aint friends
Keep my name up outcha mouth
If you do it again
Ill put this blade up in your mouth
Now he speaking sense (cents)
And i like what thats about
Bring the money in
Then when figure something out

Push it full fucking throttle
Told me baby to come over today, and not tomorrow 
She be going wild, yeah she do it for a follow
Tell me why you still talking, yeah whats your problem
You aint really want no problems with me
I could air your shit out, aint no problem to me
They gon all figure out that you’re copying me
Someone go and get my crown, im on top of this shi huh
And im gon follow through
Make em find out certain shit you dont want them to
Tell em im the don, number 1, aint no number 2
Shawty on my line, hella fine, know what im gon do
Imma make some time, hit it once then im out the room

Keep your distance from me if you aint want no problems
I keep the business on my mind like im warren buffett
I got ice on my neck, yeah i like the diamonds
I been balling like im on the denver nuggets
So tell me what you want from me
I got hella money, feel like kendrick with the money trees
Sippin’ on this drop like its spiritual, no green tea
Fly out to new york if my bitch wanna go on a shopping spree huh
And we aint friends
Keep my name up outcha mouth
If you do it again
Ill put this blade up in your mouth
Now he speaking sense (cents)
And i like what thats about
Bring the money in
Then when figure something out

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prod me <3

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lyrics:

guess i'm just a little bit too overwhelmed
maybe things are different, i can never tell
think i just might hide in another shell
make a new mistake, what a waste

never take my advice i mean, look at where it got me
nothing in my eyes, i'm no different than a zombie
start another fight
you're the stars within my sky
and the spark that i let die
is something that always haunts me

got me second guessing
can't help but think i was meant for more
on the bedroom floor, i'm stressin
like i was when you went through the door
think i learned a lesson
least i should've
wish i could've
don't know what i expected, just dejected and wanting a little more

this isn't something that i think that you'll want
i don't condone the typa shit that i been on
use my veins as something to trace along
i play a game with no winners

you're so cold
don't let go
bring you home
if you let me
if you let me

second guessing

Lyrics🎱

she cut me off, and said to sit
ain't no time to be in no rush 
We got shit to talk about
If there's gone be an "us"
love can feel so empty 
With the sex, money, drugs

still I hope you miss me
while I'm drug through the mud
Sitting asking Siri
how the fuck to find love
reliant on this henny
but I say it's all in fun
I don't even want your pity
I just wanna be done

grown man
20 years down
still I talk soft-spoken
romance
Stuck inside thoughts
but I won't own them

And alcohol ain't fixing me
I tend to digress
I've tried a little bit of everything 
with little progress
I'll love myself eventually
I'm sorry for the death
Thoughts, stuck so far inside of me
I'm sorry I'm a mess

I let the stress become a part of me
I'm tryna let it end
take me back to where we started
need that feeling once again
I miss you on my body
You my nami
Regimen, this more than just a hobby
it's a part until the end

Passed out on a park bench
hard times, losing friendships
good times, but they end quick 
Long nights, in my feelings
a strong tide, when the wind hit
red eyes, from the bic flip
so high, won't admit it 
I feel my heart while the time tick (away)

while the time tick (malloy)

lyric

players in my circle
fuck around i hurt you
i aint playing games
bitch i did that like im erkle
wide body cullinan
petal to the medal
picked you like a flower
but you fell off like a petal
playing with my feelings
start steaming like a kettle
i was rocked up
so she gave me skull candy
dont push my buttons
hoe you playing like you dee dee
i just spilled the wok
now im muddy like im carti
i can see her thong
it reminded me of carti

lights camera action
we bouta make a movie
mandatory pour up if your entering the studi
they thought we wouldnt make it
now were up well whoda thought
big fucking check look just like doodlebob
i just spilled some goop on my keyboard
amiro turned it to a church but it was once a clothing store

powderize the percocet
cause that shit had me floating more
said you love amiro
baby you dont even know the lore
big ass cheezit
taco bell
my tummy aint feeling well
amiro making magic through the dell
wearing cologne that even jeremy fragrance couldnt smell
these hoes like mitochondria inside my fucking cell
throw some coins inside my pocket
i might wish you well
this aint yeat
but imma still play the fucking bell

tris tornado

Orchestrator

Shit Blows

i don't feel ok (prod. xivc)

Patience is more than an album—it’s a frequency alignment. Built on the bounce of Swish, the rawness of Che, the mystic haze of Cayo Banks, and the luxury-coded chaos of YSL, this project moves like a ritual: chantable hooks, spiritual undertones, and street-coded wisdom wrapped in viral cadence.
Each track flips between divine detachment and gritty ambition. Adlibs echo like mantras. Verses juggle manifestation and menace. It’s trap with clarity—no chasing, just being.


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