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LG4 Trey X SpaceMan Zack - Walk Out That Door

Ed, Edd n Eddy (Prod. Kreepy)

GHOST

Track 2 of my EP "Wicked Intent"!
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Darkened Heart ft. YvNGWØØD$ (Prod. Bapop)

Race
Hop in the jet then we blastoff and we ain’t comin back
Bass
Bought a patek not really though I’m still paying my debt
Wake
Got a cold sweat my music bump when you play the cassette 
Taste 
Cop a baguette she like the way that I’m earnin this bread 

Got a couple bands got a lot that want a feature 
I remember 16 swear I wanna fuck a teacher
Callin all night sound like a Dolby theatre and I swear on my momma that I never been a cheater
Crazy thing is everybody tell stories but these haters so mad I swear I saw em on Maury 
Back in high school stood out like I’m dory but all the girls back then god damn adored me
Im gonna flex yuh yuh
Swear that I’m next I I 
I am the best yuh yuh
That’s confidence uhuh 
Smile on me see my baby that’s a smile for free
How was your day oh it was a treat
I got myself up and back on my feet  
Back in the 

Race
Hop in the jet then we blastoff and we ain’t comin back
Bass
Bought a patek not really though I’m still paying my debt
Wake
Got a cold sweat my music bump when you play the cassette 
Taste 
Cop a baguette she like the way that I’m earnin this bread 

Do or die I been getting to my prime
Who am I still don’t see what’s inside me
Summer time when we all feel alive 
Winters here so you know I’m lookin icy
Brr
Yes I’m a diamond in the rough moving light speeds
Zoom
Come and watch all the bloodshed I’m a Viking
Huh!
I think they all just want a taste so enticing 
Shh 
bitch be quiet it’s now my time I am thriving

Race
Hop in the jet then we blastoff and we ain’t comin back
Bass
Bought a patek not really though I’m still paying my debt
Wake
Got a cold sweat my music bump when you play the cassette 
Taste 
Cop a baguette she like the way that I’m earnin this bread

Race (Prod. Horrorabel)

prod by gmp, zak ali & 4ria


SPOTIFY LINK BELOW


https://open.spotify.com/track/2yLZAeViNb16Q6tQ2SYL58

lyrics: 

look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 
bitch i quit drinking, i’m sinking in vomit i belch 
and beginning to think i could opt for some help 
all of my thoughts they just linger like prisoners sit in a clink 
wish i could just be more limber 
or be less distinct 
instead i yell timber 
depressions in sync with my temper 
that shit all grows heavy 
i vent to my shrink till it’s slender as feathers 
meticulous new repetitions 
i let it relinquish what i can’t remember, so tender 
but what difference does it make 
with the distance that i take 
i’d rather never win than try to blend in with you fakes 
i spit the precious gems that descend to bottoms of lakes 
you wretched fucks are asbestos, i can’t try to behave 
i don’t want to spend any more time tryna debate 
i’m still tryna climb the ladder up to meet my fate 
as the time shatters 
rewind, won’t align all your lies with my laughter 
i brine in sublime & latch onto my habits 
i find when i’m manic 
& till i go peak, all my passion is bleak 
until you all reach my new absence 
let that all read as my way of now getting complete 
and redeeming the panic 
this shit is no feat 
it’s a means of me slamming 
you hoes into granite 
you hoes all go show off your glow into cameras 
instagram models, be damned if i cannot fuck 
all of those filters can’t help what the damage does 
cause you’re a 6 just like digits from canada 
business as usual, city is cancerous 
writtens i drew the truth, so much less glamorous 
can’t handle gambles, i travel from 
lands where i drag my love forward 
with bags of drugs 
packing up 
i’ve got a lack of trust 
from all the knives in my back 
i’m not backing up 
cause all these wounds make my breathing hard 
like your damn asthma does 
you’ve got a bag of tricks 
well i’ve got active love 
holding raps captive 
connect them all like it’s a pack of plugs 
sold off the raps i sung 
you’re all so old, but you’re acting young 
tricks are for kids 
and i told em, i had enough 



look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 



look at you 
look at you 
you little judgmental cunt 
now bitch look at you

judgmental c*nt

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