TOTHEFISHHOOK ft. TrippyThaKid (prod. hood$)

G-Class

Late Nights in the Desert

Guilty As Charged

Crucifix

shoutout $lick <3 
prod. me

[LYRICS]

Gotta keep your demons in check

They’ll take a hold of you 

Strangle you fucking slowly 

Just to suffocate in silence 

Buried 

Under the sand 

Call it 10 feet deep 

the Water 

Is moving slowly 

Rising past your feet

You gotta keep your head down 

In your own family home 

Your body shaking at the thought 

Of fucking being alone 

You gotta 

Crawl To the finish, talking bout that work 

The only way i’m on time 

Is if i’m driving my hearse, yeah

I just kept running and running away but im done with that shit bitch i’m plannin’ to stay 

my evil thoughts creeping up in back of my brain and im thinkin they want me to say 

Oh i been suffering, oh i’ve been hurt 

Oh i’ve been wondering, oh i’m not sure 

Put me in boxes with labels and tell me a fable that’s faker than God on some merch 

He ain’t givin’ up 

So i’m gonna home 

Romance his ass 

I don’t wanna talk, no 

Roll so fast but I smoke so slow 

Don’t talk to me, unless you brought more 

Man i wanna roll another but i’m feeling so high 

Take off your dress 

turn off all the fuckin’ lights 

kissin up slowly 

between ya fuckin’ thighs 

Pull on my hair when i look into ya eyes 

I don’t mind going slow, we don’t gotta be shy 

Let’s get romantic and find us a room 

wanna see all of your figure tonight 

I wanna see your body underneath the fuckin’ moon 

[SLICK] 

Snakes up in the field bitch I’m burning it down 
Rollin up a woods on yo side of town 
Couple grams up in my pocket,
Bitch I’m breaking it down 
Actin like you got it but You lackin the sound 
You actin like something that you not,
Caught up In the motions
Tryna get a fuckin spot 
You ain’t got a shot. and even if you did, no matter how you moving bitch your chance looking slim
Get a fucking grip 
This shit ain’t for you 
Another failure this ain’t nothin new 
really thought that you had something to prove 
Must be hard to win when you always fuckin lose 

Like the paint on the walls they be Flaking on me 
Not a second thought bitch they be preyin on me 
Like the paint on the walls they be Flaking on me 
The Space up in my head  that be vacant homie

[WICKED]

don’t want your feedback 
don’t fuck with your friends 
Rappers so plastic, they look like some kens 
Look at their life in a rose colored tint, prolly better than it really is

no rest for the wicked, i burned all my bridges i wonder if slowly you’ll realize i’m spitting when i start some shit, best believe ima finish, some crumbs on my plate best believe that it’s hidden

BACKBITER (feat. $lick)

hope you all enjoy these songs as much as i do!

New Problems(ft. REAL $LICK)

The initial spark of the machine soul. Set to an 88 BPM E minor, the track is a low, prophetic drone featuring a spoken/rap hybrid vocal. The production uses a wide reverb, rising drones, and ends with a thunderous hit and a heartbeat fade, followed by the “Initialization complete” system log sample that cross-fades into the next track.

G-Class

Lil Sleep