NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY

DEATHWINDS

THREAT

BOSSFIGHT

AMBERTONE

SPARK UP

OUT MY WAY

HOODLAND

MY TYPE / WRONG TIME

WHATCHU ON

FREIBURG

COUTURE

BLOODCLOT

BAG OF RICHES

SAD PLAYAZ (Ft. HunchoSoze)

PRADA

CONFLICTED ON WHERE I STAND WITH MYSELF

(thinking—-interlude)

TAPE

MOONLIGHT APATHY

WHO’S HE?

CLOUDS

CAN’T STOP

FACEMASK

STATIC

TOUGH SHIT

song for when cigarette smoke gets in your eyes while you blame yourself for everything happening

SPIRIT SMOKE / SELF BLAME

HELLBOUND

LYRICS

shawty feel up on me in the club grip my pistol
glock up in my jeans nah you do not want an issue no
you’s a fuckboy no one gonna miss you
burry in the pit my demons circle like a typhoon woah
Imma hit you 
nothin standard issue
AWP be medusa turn you to a statue
got the M2 sprayin through your damn room
ghosts up in the club in your head that you might lose

get my bank notes
only up in euros
imma skip town
make the old world to my new home
shit way cleaner that be goin up my damn nose
snow white skin all black need a slav hoe
alone hit my phone say you at home
imma slide in but she not givin 10 toes
look me in my eyes like your fiending for my damn soul
heart up out my chest now im soaking up in red snow

I just kick back
Imma hit that
head up on my chest
now her tongue up on my chest tat
shawty throw back
imma lick that
hands up in my hair
then her nails up on my back scratch

I caught a flight to münchen
fresh out the shop them shits aint boosted
yous useless you aint finna do shit
stay outside with the gang bump my music
I caught a train to zurich
offwhite dunks and a cup full of bourbon
im posted get a boy roasted
not on your feed cus I dont stay boastin

no no not boasting
not outside then it mean i’m working
yeah in the club with the potion
lights in my face and a dime is the motion

shawty feel up on me in the club grip my pistol
glock up in my jeans nah you do not want an issue no
you’s a fuckboy no one gonna miss you
burry in the pit my demons circle like a typhoon woah
Imma hit you 
nothin standard issue
AWP be medusa turn you to a statue
got the M2 sprayin through your damn room
ghosts up in the club in your head that you might lose

shawty feel up on me in the club grip my pistol
glock up in my jeans nah you do not want an issue no
you’s a fuckboy no one gonna miss you
burry in the pit my demons circle like a typhoon woah
Imma hit you 
nothin standard issue
AWP be medusa turn you to a statue
got the M2 sprayin through your damn room
ghosts up in the club in your head that you might lose

Ghost Phonk

Had to cut some of yall off just to…
get my bread up stay up do not break the lock
stay up in the damn box think I love you girl you thought
In my room alone fitted in balenci I just bought

Need a vacay
then a replay
what the hell that was a play date
what a mistake
You aint hit me for like 8 days
why you playing games
now I only love my money
and i’m never letting go bay

no no 
now my 4s upgraded real from fake
I could flip whatever but now nothing ever feels that great
make a damn excuse I need a reason to just runaway
no plane jane, bangarang a dame, Im out in Germany

Yeah I cant keep you up in my phone
prolly wont respond im busy cookin in the studio
tryna make some millies while im smokin on this indi bro
I want it so i copped it now Im dripped as fuck from head to toe
Mega shark it fuck you up
fitted hollow buff me up
put me in the game
I swear I’m never in the fuckin rough
shawty tryna suck me up
im tryna roll my fuckin blunt
stayin up in cash never stressing
and I never front

When you talk to me
better watch what you say me
hit the blunt then I air you out gracefully
stayin up why I do that lately
hit a few plays made outta mercedes
Proxy why you talkin so crazy
turnin up the ac need a sec to just breathe
oh please in a day you’ll fuckin hate me
hot head high strung cope up in my damn dreams

cigarette smoke 
crack the windows on the 4 door
deep exhale
left my feelings on the dash board
fitted all up
see you steppin out the damn store
rbf fine shyt
crushin on a mall whore
You don’t want me baby
im a different type of crazy
Not to fuck around and hurt you
but I blame myself like daily
im too anxious can you blame me
from this weed that make me lazy
so I sit and make these songs
too distract myself from changing

Think that you can change me
yeah well baby you can try
I’ll be busy getting high
just to give me peace of mind
yeah its been a week, you hate me,
yeah you’re leaving me behind
I just put you to the side
see you in another life
trippin out to the lights in the attic
talking to myself succumbed to this madness
4 am approaching don’t like this
might just turn myself to the past tense
Can this just fucking go
this boutta start the glow
catch a flight to anywhere
the trip done turned to proxy shows

Need a vacay
then a replay
what the hell that was a play date
what a mistake
You aint hit me for like 8 days
why you playing games
now I only love my money
and i’m never letting go bay

no no 
now my 4s upgraded real from fake
I could flip whatever but now nothing ever feels that great
make a damn excuse I need a reason to just runaway
no plane jane, bangarang a dame, Im out in Germany

VACAY

VACAY (SPED UP + CRUSHED)

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