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idontcareanymoreDIE!

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Tonic Dream x NIKKO - IdontcareanymoreDIE!

PROD. ME

CHOOSING TO BE AN ARTIST IS A MENTAL ILLNESS
I'M PROBABLY GONNA QUIT MAKING MUSIC SOON
I JUST DO NOT GIVE A FUCK ANYMORE
I PLAYED THIS SONG ON TOUR A LOT

I SMOKE FREEBASE CRACK LIKE HUNTER BIDEN

LYRICS:

SAID I DON'T GET ONLINE AND ASK YOU WHAT IT'S LIKE I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU FIGHT
THEY DECIDE
I SIT BACK AND STACK MY FUCKING VOCAL TRACK
CATCH YOU RIGHT OUTSIDE I'M ON THIS BUS FOR FUCKING 25
THEY DECIDE
IF I EVER SEE THE DAY I'M 25

WHY WOULD I SPEND ANY TIME ON MAKING WHAT I THINK YOU WANT
I CAME OUT TO STAND ON TOP HIS NECK JUST LIKE A FUCKING COP
I KEEP WISHING DEATH ON ALL MY FRIENDS AND I CAN'T MAKE IT STOP
I CAN'T EVEN TAKE MYSELF TO BED BECAUSE HE NEED TO ROT

I KNOW WHERE I'M FUCKING UP AND WHERE I GOT MY SHIT ON LOCK
I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I FUCKING WANT
MAYBE YOU'RE UPSET BECAUSE I WORK AND NOW THEY GIVE A FUCK
SORRY THAT YOU FEEL LIKE I'M YOUR ENEMY I'M REALLY NOT

TELL ME IF YOU HEAR IT IN MY VOICE THAT I'M NOT FEELING RIGHT
I BEEN UP FOR HOURS AT THIS POINT SO IT'S ON FUCKING SIGHT
I GIVE UP ON MUSIC ALL IT DOES IS MAKE ME FUCKING FIGHT
CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT I EVEN WANTED SO I REALLY MIGHT

I COULD TALK TO EVERY SINGLE FRIEND AND I STILL FEEL ALONE
I PUT EVERY PART OF WHO I AM AND I GOT NONE TO SHOW
I SPEND EVERY DAY IMPRESSING PEOPLE I DON'T FUCKING KNOW
IF I COULD I'D FUCKING DISAPPEAR THAT'S WHAT THEY WANTED THOUGH

I KNOW PEOPLE THINK I GOT IT SET DON'T FUCKING TALK LIKE THAT
WORRY 'BOUT MY FRIENDS JUST LIKE I CARE THEN I DON'T CALL THEM BACK
I CAN'T EVEN WALK OUTSIDE 'CAUSE NOTHING MAKE ME HAPPY, BET
TELL YOUR FRIENDS EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID THAT'S WHAT YOU FUCKING GET

FUCK YOUR EXPECTATIONS, ANTI-MEDICATED PIECE OF SHIT
WHY WOULD I DESERVE IT ALL I EVER DID WAS FUCKING BITCH
EASIER IT'S SAID THAN DONE BUT WISH I MAKE YOU FUCKING SICK
SHIT DON'T REALLY MATTER THAT'S 'CAUSE NOTHING EVER

prod. @stvrfire
art by crustgooch

lyrics:
im that nigga in all black
always been unlikeable
do it for my family
you niggas unreliable
yeah you always wanna talk shit
but you wont pop off
think you hard like a bottle
we gon rip yo top off
niggas always on the internet 
you needa log off
weed good i got a headache
from the blunt when i cough
cough
back to the basics
beat a nigga ass if he black
guess im racist
they would hit the @ but never
send the location
i could only laugh
cuz the cash that im making

you could never handle a nigga thats like me
everybody wanna talk but i keep my shit lowkey
niggas always gotta hate so i say c'est la vie
i feel like top chef these niggas dont want beef

they really think they know a nigga
from what they see on a screen
they really think they know a nigga
fuck you niggas mean

where you been at? i been off the map
i been in the crib eating good getting fat
yuh i dont wanna talk bitch im barely tryna rap
shoutout pat 
run up on me pussy you will get slapped
i know a couple niggas who just might shoot
just hopped in the pit now i got blood on my shoes
i will never fit in or try to do what they do
fuck what anybody says my nigga do you

[hook]
fuck what anybody says, do you.

Listen

UNLIKEABLE(PROD.STVRFIRE)

CURTIS [PROD. CUBE]

PROD. ME

LYRICS:

I, ONLY MAKE SOMETHING DIE QUICKER
COULDN'T FUCK WITH ME 'CAUSE MY BLOOD THICKER
FUCK, EVERYBODY I'M FUCKING BITTER
I'M NOT FINISHED BITCH I'M A FUCKING SINNER

GO TELL THEM FUCKING PEOPLE GIVE IT UP
YOU COULDN'T KILL ME IF YOU HIT ME WITH A FUCKING TRUCK
TWO HUNDRED FIFTY FIVE AND I FORGOT TO FUCKING JUMP
SAID I DON'T GIVE A FUCK I PROMISE YOU I'M GETTING UP

I MAKE MY FUCKING PROFIT OFF OF TELLING YOU YOU SUCK BITCH
I JUST KEEP WINNING OFF THE ALCOHOL AND LUCK BITCH
ALL YOU FUCKING EVER WANNA HEAR ME TALK 'BOUT DUMB SHIT
TRUST ME 'BOUT THIS SHIT SAID IF I CATCH YOU FUCKING RUN BITCH
X2

FUCK, WHAT YOU HEARD 'BOUT ME
BET I COULD CATCH A BULLET WITH MY FUCKING FRONT TEETH
AND Y'ALL DON'T KNOW SHIT, TELL 'EM LIVING NOT FREE
AND NOBODY I GOT, GIVE A FUCK ABOUT ME

BACK TO PUTTING PEOPLE IN THE FUCKING GROUND
PUSH HIS FUCKING HEAD UNTIL HE FUCKING DROWN
CAN'T FUCK WITH ME GO FUCK 'ROUND WITH SOMEBODY ELSE
SAID I DON'T GIVE A FUCK AND FUCKING GO TO HELL

I MAKE MY FUCKING PROFIT OFF OF TELLING YOU YOU SUCK BITCH
I JUST KEEP WINNING OFF THE ALCOHOL AND LUCK BITCH
ALL YOU FUCKING EVER WANNA HEAR ME TALK 'BOUT DUMB SHIT
TRUST ME 'BOUT THIS SHIT SAID IF I CATCH YOU FUCKING RUN BITCH
X2

MUSIC VIDEO

I CAN CATCH A BULLET WITH MY FRONT TEETH

Art by @sammyfendi via IG

Written, Produced, Mixed & Mastered by TRIPLE777

LYRICS:

Wake up t7 it’s a new era,
What’s the word lil bro how you been fella?
I been feelin Superbad no Michel Cera,
Tryna bring terror,
Manipulate the weather,
I know you feel the pressure,
I been that bag getter,
Montra Montra monsta enter,
4th demential 5 G trend setter,
Gotta break the simulation fore you get better,
The matrix treats us all like mental patients no bitch I got no patience we all under surveillance,
The CIA tryna make us all complacent the NSA gets paid and then all our taxes get taken,
They keep you spiritually shaken,
Jesus Christ is the only way to salvation,
Hacking into life I’m Patrick Bateman,
This a break through psychiatric break in,
3rd eye open manifest high fashion,
3rd eye showin that I best take action,
I’ll die knowin god blessed my passion,
I’m open to it all that’s the law of attraction,
That’s the law of attraction,
That’s the law of attraction,
That’s the law of attraction,
That’s the law of attraction,
Wake up t7 it’s a new era,
What’s the word lil bro how you been fella?
I been feelin Superbad no Michel Cera,
Tryna bring terror,
Manipulate the weather,
I know you feel the pressure,
I been that bag getter,
Montra Montra monsta enter,
4th demential 5 G trend setter,
Gotta break the simulation fore you get better,
Check it,
Feel my energy a Motha fuckin beacon 
a vessel of god you can feel it when I’m speakin,
I would never give it up to any of these demons 
Ima make em fall and I ain’t talking that season,
You fuckin punk bitch,
Who the fuck you think you playin with you dumb bitch,
I hope that sunk in,
I be really livin everything you bumpin,
Recently I had to watch my back myself,
And reassure everything that’s whack I felt,
Sorry not, (NOT SORRY) sorry to the hell,
They was tryna keep me all up inside of a cell,
That’s the law of attraction,
That’s the law of attraction,
That’s the law of attraction,
That’s the law of attraction.

SORRY, NOT SORRY

SORRY

LYRICS:

I JUST WALKED INSIDE THE PARTY FEEL LIKE YARRI GOT MY GUN ON ME
HALF OF Y'ALL GON' DIE THE OTHER HALF OF Y'ALL STILL FUCK WITH ME
TELL ME SOMETHING I DON'T KNOW ALREADY
BITCH QUIT DUCKING ME
I WAS BTD SO I DON'T GIVE A FUCK 'BOUT NOTHING

BITCH FUCK HOW YOU FEEL
STEPPIN' IN THIS BITCH ALONE LIKE WHAT'S THE DEAL
BITCH FUCK HOW YOU FEEL
I JUST CAME BECAUSE I'M LOOKING FOR A BILL

I'M PUTTIN' HOLES INSIDE Y'ALL CRV THEN WHIPPIN' THAT BITCH BACK INSIDE THE SHOP AND GET IT FIXED FOR ME
NEXT TIME Y'ALL PUT Y'ALL FUCKING EYES ON ME
THEM WINDOWS TINTED BULLETPROOF THE BODY FAGGOT FUCK WITH ME
I DON'T KNOW NOBODY NAME
BITCH PICK A LANE
AND KEEP Y'ALL FUCKING FOOT OFF MINE NOBODY GOTTA DIE TODAY
TWO HUNDRED FIFTY FOR A CONVERSATION
Y'ALL DUMB AS FUCK Y'ALL KNOW Y'ALL CAN'T REPLACE ME
I BURNT THAT BITCH UP IT'S A CELEBRATION
MAKE SURE HIS MAMA CAN'T GO SEE HIS FACE
PUT YOU TO SLEEP IT'S NO MORE NOTHING BITCH

BITCH FUCK HOW YOU FEEL
STEPPIN' IN THIS BITCH ALONE LIKE WHAT'S THE DEAL
BITCH FUCK HOW YOU FEEL
I JUST CAME BECAUSE I'M LOOKING FOR A BILL
X2

(I DON'T HAVE CXRPSE'S LYRICS FIGURE IT OUT)

NICOTINE W/ CXRPSE [PROD. FONY WALLACE & OLLIEYEAHH]

prod. by justdan
additional prod. by zaki ali

lyrics
Play the field, the grass is greener on the other side
Take these pills until I feel another high 
Till I feel like another guy 
Until I feel a nice subtle rise in heat like it’s summertime 
Working double time
There’s never enough of time 
Not enough buffer to protect my stubborn pride 
Summarize this misery with supple lines 
Made from the cloth of my troubled thoughts, but it’s cut and dried 
Still greasy like it’s southern fried 
I settled on a style that some despise like undercover guys 
Money’s the truth, but that’s also where the trouble lies 
Tunneling trials and struggles high as the sunrise on summer skies 
Something lies beneath the styles they speak 
It’s been a while, I’ve been too weak to peak my head into the room to see what everyone’s been up to 
Look in the mirror, it’s hard to trust you 
Look at this clearer when I’m less puzzled 
When I measure out your love, it feels like I got hustled 

Don’t you ever wonder how I deal 
Don’t you ever sit and think how much of this is real 
Spill a good deal of confessions 
Rest assured, I don’t regret them 
A curse and a blessing 
Don’t you ever tell me how to fucking feel (X2)

If loves the water in the sea, your smile is the rain 
Then I will scream out your name before I drown in the waves 
I’ve been down and out for days, while I’ve been counting on the ways, I could fall back on fantasies and find a new escape 
Or buy a new estate 
Provide a future fate with pride and strength 
In a house of fire, there’s no time to ruminate  
Another summer, I spent concerned my comfort would spiral into a term of contempt 
Under these terms, I resent my birth, this earth and the stench of herbals 
They drenched in oils or boiled in kettles to quench 
Settle the score with a rage I hide in my spirit that may arise in these lyrics 
I raise the lines to appear that I may survive
Had a close shave with the naked eyes 
Ashamed my hope was razor thin, so I just wasted time 
Assume that I’ll get revenge at a later time 
Light shimmers on cynics in a state of mind that stays confined 
Illuminating Satan’s eyes 
Maybe I’m lazy 
Maybe crazy, but life made me this way 
My brain is hazy in a matrix and a range of dismay 
I may long for the day I find love, but the longer it takes 
I stray away till I’m beyond being saved 
So, with this spark that lights this life 
Sometimes I feels it glows so bright that it excites and put me into fight or flight mode
Hold this mic like knives to protect me against the tight rope 
Bury all my bones and watch the dirt birth a new bright rose

Don’t you ever wonder how I deal 
Don’t you ever sit and think how much of this is real 
Spill a good deal of confessions 
Rest assured, I don’t regret them 
A curse and a blessing 
Don’t you ever tell me how to fucking feel (X2)

Don’t you ever wonder how I deal 
Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you ever wonder how I deal 
Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you ever wonder how I deal 
Don’t you, don’t you, don’t you ever wonder how I deal

BE CAREFUL WHO YOU ADORE, LØVERBOY

brand of sacrifice

pretty girls haunt me

YUCCA MAN AT ZEBULON

pronounced [sh-ugs]

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