ur no different than the others

beets im proud off🪉😂

47wme #rethink #rtk (prod haiku)

bish kno she did it call her out im not trippen
love to see the ocean nigga n im
swimming 
countin paper nigga ye i luv the digits 
bad bitch up on my body n she drizzlin
jugg a pack nigga ye then i flip it 2x
yuh yuh
they why u leanin nigga cus im sippen 
luv the winter nigga ye i luv christmas
hit the cart nigga yeh i needa minute
shorty playin in my face im not trippen 
hit the party ion like it then im dippen 3x

mah swish (prod. sholak)

bloody ocho cinco (@freebandocho) - border prod cairo

PRODUCED BY SOPHITIA

https://www.instagram.com/sprinksblu/

(LYRIKZ)

Ya, Ya, Ya. I got Movez
Ya im Going up, G-Going 2 Da Moonz
I Be Hella outside, i Be wit My Goonz
She say Wya? I say Bih im In Ma Coupe.

i-i-i Said Ho...
Ima Keep it ATM, ATM
Ima go... Ima Keep it ATM
YA YA
I said Ho, Ima Keep it ATM, ATM
I-ima Go, ima Keep it ATM

IM WIT FIN, IN DA FUNCTION, WE GOIN UP
YA YA YA
YO HO ON MY DIHHHH & SHE THROW IT UP, THROW IT UP
IMA KEEP ON GOIN, i CANT GIVE UP
YEA YEA
IMA KEEP ON GOIN, IMA KEEP ON GOIN

IM @ DA CLUB, YEA
IM THROWIN HUNNNIDZ BIH
IM THROWIN HUNNIDZ BIH
IM THROWINGGG HUNNDZ BTCH
IM @ DA CLUB, YEA
IM THROWIN HUNNNIDZ BIH
IM THROWIN HUNNIDZ BIH
IM THROWINGGG HUNNDZ BTCH
IM IN DA CLUB YEA

*...*

Ya, Ya, Ya. I got Movez
Ya im Going up, G-Going 2 Da Moonz
I Be Hella outside, i Be wit My Goonz
She say Wya? I say Bih im In Ma Coupe.

i-i-i Said Ho...
Ima Keep it ATM, ATM
Ima go... Ima Keep it ATM
YA YA
I said Ho, Ima Keep it ATM, ATM
I-ima Go, ima Keep it ATM

YA YA

YA



YA YA

YA

EUROCALYPSE®

EUROCALYPSE

HUNDREDZ FREESTYLE

PLATS

HUNDREDZ 3STYLE

rihliey - hold my own prod re1gz

Touch (mxdy)

wtff (wdym)

og beyond the pale

Poetry is a form of artistic writing that uses language in a structured and often rhythmic way to evoke emotions, tell stories, and explore ideas, often through figurative language and imagery

double barrel (lavi) #rtk #12

u shoppin @ nordstrom rack🤣#rtk

come thru(numbernineshawty) #rtk #f2️⃣2

I feel this restless ache inside, this quiet but urgent whisper that tells me I need to change—not just in small ways, but deeply, completely. The art I’ve made before doesn’t always fit; it’s like wearing an old skin that’s grown too tight. There’s something new waiting to be born, raw and trembling, something that doesn’t yet have a shape but burns in my chest like a swallowed star. I’m scared, but I know I have to break open, to let the old pieces fall away so I can create from a place that feels true, even if it hurts. This isn’t about skill or technique—it’s about survival, about digging into the mess of my heart and finding whatever’s left that’s still alive.



og beyond the pale

kars (@watdothlife)