Songs to self-isolate to

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threw out my plan b
everything is clear to me
won’t ever reach my dreams worrying about contingencies
i got verses on verses but i got lack of sleep
cause i would rather live it than see other people on a screen
i eat beats like i saw em as sweet treats
i’m deep deep in some of the best weed from bc
i straight feast until i am held in esteem
the best team is anyone else but plus me
i’ve had enough of all the self-deprecation
lemme talk my shit i’m fly for a caucasian
i’m usually not too cocky my discography can back me up
i’m mad as fuck if spending my time isn’t accompanied by payment
i’m a man of my word
if i said i would do it then often i’m finished first
if i said it’s for free then i would gift you verse
but i expect a percentage whenever my voice is heard
cause i’m a man of my word
but shit this talk is not cheap
set of flooded diamonds fit the apparel for my teeth
i feel like a bakery it’s bread it’s never beef
everything i spit is covered meaning hidden underneath
and if time is money
then you understand the compensation that i’m looking for
i pour up a glass and then i smoke and then i smoke some more
i look up eric godlow just to check if he has posted more
and then i beat it up the way your girl said she been hoping for

yeah
how she been hopin for
has she been home before?
cause she been stayin with me for like a month or four
ask me for the twitter told her "don't forget the underscore"
cause i ain't famous yet but imma get the (inaudible) @ for sure
on that verification
at a peril i'm patient
she gon give me sensation
on an everyday basis
oh she don't give it to you? 
that's kinda sad if it's true
so here's a couple grand go and buy some candy lil dude
im fuckin off of it
i reciprocate but you the opposite
my composition commas, collard greens and water moccasins
i'm poppin shit
only really tags and never glocks and shit
but if i gotta shoot
i'm boutta shoot you where your problem is
keep you mouth shut and stay walking
i hear a peep you gettin cut don't try to play possum
daylight you in the street you better pray to god quick
that my homie don't run you over on some autobahn
shit
130 your girly just got flirty
her skirty is off surely
she serving me top perfect
i'm hittin the spot cervix
i jack in the box worth it
she flashin me aw
she ride it good when she not nervous 
uh wait
you should stick with me in the burbs
i wanna take you out the place where they get killed on the curb
or maybe i could buy a plane and we could sample the earth
i'll show you everything you want girl i'm a man of my word

man of my word w/ akumuh (prod. eric godlow)

I'm So Good at Lying

I'm So Good at Lying (feat. Powfu & Thomas Reid)

lxst boy
[hook]
i said that im fine but i promised that i lied yeah
tryna make it right but it gets harder in the night yeah
stuck here writing songs in my room its rainy weather
my shadows my only friend now we're miserable together x2

[verse]
we're 2 different people i get that
but why didnt you tell me to step back
i was staying up waiting for a text back
and instead i got sad and i relapsed
yeah i tried and i tried, i fall down then i cry
pick myself up trip and fall then i die
you said its fine but really its not
you act clueless and watch as i rot
i check the time, its 4 or 5
then check my phone, cant see the light
i check my pulse, im half-alive
you picked my rose and watched it die
these castle walls aint fortified
i hear the lies and theyre not mine
cant feel nothing, my nerves are fried
spending every waking moment feeling dry

cavasoul
[verse]
i feel faint
lacking iron or protein
or maybe dying
been abandoned by my guide
cause i never see the signs
its over gimme one more time
you move on i fall behind
i always fake it don’t admit the fact
that i’m never feeling fine
i’m a mess most of the time
give my best i’m never right
i struggle with anxiety that makes me wanna die
no one listens
no one cares
really need to wash my hair
but i hardly leave my bed i’m miserable and losing air
suppressing my light make it snow in the summer
i wasted my time even thought that i loved her
i feel like i’m fading i’m losing my colour
i was losing my mind she was under another
another one that i can add to the list
i try to forget all the things that you did
when i think about him it be making me sick
you were wanting a high that i just couldn’t give
the time that you took from me never returned
when you give up your trust and it breaks then it burns
i’m tired i wish that the tables would turn
one day i’ll see you get what you deserve
i thought i could i save you but i was mistaken
concerned with the path you taking
you lied to my face now you can’t even face it
you leaving me here while i’m broken and shaking

miserable together w/ lxst boy (prod. boyfifty)

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Voices

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Raincoat feat. SadBoyProlific (Prod. 8ROKEBOY)

#SCFirst

AVAILABLE ON ALL PLATFORMS - https://smarturl.it/masepsycho

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How To Kill A Rockstar

Psycho!

Follow @rxseboy
Produced by @wavekid90

Lyrics:

Hook
I miss the summer
And running to your grandmas house
Homade lemonade was great
Or koolaid in the microwave

I miss the flowers
Blankets and butterflies
Cornerstore ice-cream treats
When everything in our sight
Was new to are blue eyes

Verse
Skies lavender, riding in the passenger.
Roses, bright red, coming home to a massacre.
Cherry coated lips, when she dip, running after her.
Switching like the seasons when I’m flipping through my calendar.
Wet floor sign, never slip I’m the janitor.
Cleaning up your messes with confessions on the banister.
Always try to test me, you ain’t fooling your examiner.
And every planet turns, except the one inside your canister.
I’m a brainiac, scratch that. Maniac.
Throwback, back when mom was calling me a crazy brat.
Doing backflips off of anything that looked amazing.
Now I’m backtracking, wonder why you left me hanging.

Verse
Hard to think that she hating me.
Remember how she fantasized about how she’d be dating me.

Thought I saw future 
But she don’t see it the same as me
remember when u left
And I sat there waiting patiently   

And I don’t want excuses I just really want the past back.
Tryna say I love her, then I end up getting laughed at.

U told me that were serious
Its obvious I’m hurt
wanna live inside the past
But its buried in the dirt

koolaid summers | feat. rxseboy (Prod. wavekid)

3 3 3 forever
i wrote this song  in mexico
insta @iimlxst

Sun Kissed

Sun Kissed (prod. ryan bevolo)

i really like this one

sample: dhan

produced by con

Listen on Spotify!

@rxseboy - i really miss you (prod. con)

@akumuh x @no.cape - met your mom at a park (prod. maxokoolin)

Stream this on Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/track/7BdlyzVvOqmwPH9dYtZfsx?si=LZrEShAqSpmw0Z2TehbxfQ

Play this on YouTube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n78Gg6_zEQg

Dead Eyes

Powfu & Promoting Sounds - dead eyes (ft. Ouse)

Produced by @citrusgastank

Mix & mastered by @berler

Artwork by ig @mymindblcknwht

brighter days (prod. citrusgastank)

Featuring @rxseboy
Produced by @pauli-niemi

Hope u enjoy!!
Music video for it up on my Youtube channel <3

Rxseboy - i trust you

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