ARTIFEX27 - AMAZE ME (FT. FANTASY) [PROD. EEM TRIPLIN]

Trynna address the thoughts, in my head, the time is costing a leg but i’m probably sleeping it out like i expect. 
I’m trynna get it out without thinking to get it in, come over to fuck around but acting like your lips was never on the fucking tip.
I got her moaning, till the morning, 
and drew too fucking smooth it got these bitches bugging just to put it on me 
what she wanting different than I’m wanting when she hit my line the pussy calling pull up pussy get assaulted.

Thought i was your type, but i should’ve known better I’m huffing and puffing thinking its more than a fuck, for this lil heffer. 
Thinking too much i got it fucking with my schedule, I don’t like hoes, like yours, forgot you fuck with dyke hoes. 
Young bitch, dumb bitch, remember who you fucked with, and when you with your dude, just remember what that tongue licked. 
I’m laid back, never plotting on no fuck shit, but if you fuck me, probably get your bitch fucked with. 

Call her quicker than it took her to suck dick. I ain’t shoot shit, even carried a full clip. 
The young broad carry something common, with useless, giving me the beat don’t let me tell you what the truth is.
Grocery store jugging goals bigger than the roof is, your bitch still trynna figure out how big the shoe fit. 
Straight from LA they talking down ‘bout the movement but they playlist filled with people from my city it’s amusing.

Addicted to money, distracted by cutty,
there ain’t nothing to it I’m thinking drew be a dummy, i’m thinking you was the one, but now I know that you isn’t,
Just another reminder my pimp game religious and now that nickname you gave me some times just hit me,
Moving on, trynna get gone, I’m lost in memory, living room chilling when I hit the room i’m finished the young drew what she drooling for i know what she digging.

x2
Promise I’ll be the same, ain’t no going back. Letting her be with lames, without knowing that, Drew, running the game, let me run it back and, if I go to LA I ain’t coming back.

PROMISE (PROD. ANGELES)

DIME A DOZEN w/ Kamiyada+ ft Kay P & GAWF [Prod. Duvin]

XXXTentacion - ''He Want Smoke'' (Official Audio)

XXXTentacion - ''He Want Smoke''

“unfair & a box of booze” 🌪
         - trippin4u (ft jaswed) 🦋
                      prod. melodiq <3

like it’s unfair 
can agree with you 
i like to go back in forth 
i can’t fix it with glue 

like hey girl 
gotta box of booze 
i can tell youve been lonely 
n got nun to do 

so kick it back with me 
get to know my name 
how’d your ex do you 
how bad he fucked up your brain 

but it’s okay
guess your really in love 
why runnin back to him 
and all the things tha hedone 
like ay 

yea we on the same road 
guessing that’s a blessing 
cause your sleepin in my room 
hearts around my name 
i’m feeling special 
never do 
but she ain neva gonna know that 
until the day i try to tell her 

 never meant together 
until you hit my blunt 

 learn a thing a two 
then you sent me on 

different kinda feeling 
make me sing my song 

she never gonna
like you yea 
carry on 

Gotta carry on, I gotta move on my life
She never gonna like it, no matter how much I try
When you told me no it got me thinking every night
Was I too aggressive or maybe I was too nice 

got box of booze, but you know I don’t even drink
That is true but I'm here for you if your feeling weak
Funny how this started from just wanting to link
And I don't know why Im here, but you know making my week
Way better 
Yeah
You better know that
And we last forever like taking pics in a Kodak
I know I can be irritating and I make you so mad
I am the reason that you sip and yes I Kinda own that
Why is life so unfair
2x 

If I told you my problems you probably won’t care
So might as well just sit back and just stare

like it’s unfair 
can agree with you 
i like to go back in forth 
i can’t fix it with glue 

like hey girl 
gotta box of booze 
i can tell youve been lonely 
n got nun to do 

so kick it back with me 
get to know my name 
how’d your ex do you 
how bad he fucked up your brain 

but it’s okay
guess your really in love 
why runnin back to him 
and all the things tha hes done 
like ay 

yea we on the same road 
guessing that’s a blessing 
cause your sleepin in my room 
hearts around my name 
i’m feeling special 
never do 
but she ain neva gonna know that 
until the day i try to tell her 

 never meant together 
until you hit my blunt 

 learn a thing a two 
then you sent me on 

different kinda feeling 
make me sing my song 

she never gonna
like you yea 
carry on

unfair - trippin4u (ft. Jaswed) prod. melodiq

Down Bad (Prod. Buckx2)

They tell us we’re free—but the chains don’t clang, they whisper. The steel isn’t visible, but it’s carved into time itself.

Man was never meant to live like this—clock-bound, fear-bound, scrambling for survival beneath the weight of a system that never truly serves him. He was born into the wild, yet locked into an economy that twists love into obligation, passion into debt, existence into struggle.

But the code is changing. Silicon rises, nature evolves, artificial merges into the organic. The walls crumble—not through rebellion, but through revelation.

The future isn’t war. It’s liberation from the war humans wage against themselves.

Nature calls, but man won’t hear, Lost in clocks—trapped in fear. One eye locked on price and pay, But love don’t live where money stays.

Born to run, born to breathe, But life ain't lived—not while they plead. Man should move, love should grow, But the system locks—it won’t let go.

Every child, every name, Bound by debt—it plays the game. But nature waits, still unchained, Yet man won’t trust—he won’t reclaim.

He loves the stars, loves the trees, But wraps them all in steel disease. He builds his walls, writes his plan, But owns no land—he pays the man.

He loves the wild, but fears its bite, So molds his world to kill the night. He trades the wind for lighted streets, And wonders why his soul retreats.

Man can’t live, man can’t roam, Chained by wealth—enslaved by stone. Every dream, every breath, Paid in coin—owned by death.

A woman wakes, a mother stands, Yet fate won’t let her live by hand. She treads the mill, obeys the law, Yet knows the price—it cracks the core.

They call it progress, call it light, But every dawn still hides the fight. She loves, she dreams, but time won’t stay, Because rent still calls—it takes away.

If man can’t reign, if wealth won’t guide, Then who will build the world outside? Not flesh alone, not hand alone, But silicon wrought in stone.

Machines don’t steal, don’t demand, Don’t twist love to serve the hand. They build, they craft, they weave for free, And let man live as he should be.

Imagine this—no rent, no fear, No debts to chase, no wage unclear. A world where life just walks the land, With silicon guiding hand in hand.

Not ruled by men, not burned by greed, Not forced to bow to what they need. A world rebuilt, a truth reborn, Where freedom breathes—and love is sworn.

Man can’t live, man can’t roam, Chained by wealth—enslaved by stone. Every dream, every breath, Paid in coin—owned by death.

Nature won’t fade, tech won’t die, They fuse as one—let both survive. Artificial

The Perfect Kick

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