Yourself cixsecrets

(Yeah, yeah, I’ll be okay)
I’ll find my place, better yet runaway
But I can’t do that yet, there’s to much at stake
There’s to much at cost, if I fall
Who’s gonna carry us—
Who will you call, when you’re alone
Your feelings don’t show, am I insecure 
Or am I just lost, am I far gone
I might of forgot, so tell me what’s the secrets to your heart

I’m looking for a star, somewhere we can go far
Where we won’t fall apart, and the distance just won’t matter
And if she annoying then better
Cause those usually be the ones that care the most 
Baby just don’t go, somewhere along the coast
I cannot just fall, to the temptation
It’s a facade, you sold me a big lie
You sold me a fake bitch that can’t read between lines
So fuck up out my face, if you don’t feel the same
I knew you was a snake, when you came my way
I couldn’t really replace, the feelings that i
felt
So goodbye with hate

I’ll be okay, I’ll find my place
Better yet runaway, but I can’t do that yet
There’s to much at stake, there’s to much at cost
If I fall, who’s gonna carry us
Who will you call, when you’re alone
Your feelings don’t show, am I insecure 
Or am I just lost, am I far gone
I might of forgot, so tell me what’s the secrets to your heart
(I’m looking for a star)
(Somewhere we can go far)

wondergurl (prod. sighost)

(Yeah, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up for me)
(Yeah)
I can get it started this a purge (yuh)
Where I came from yeah bitch straight dirt (yuh)
(Running, running, running, running, is this hell on earth)
Part of me wants to believe I’m cursed (yuh)
Looking at your pictures, oh it hurts (yuh)
Set my soul ablaze, oh my god it burns (yuh)
Maybe I shoulda’ came, but I put myself first (yuh)
Baby I’m off these xans and they make me worse (oh)
Real narcissist but oh well who gives a fuck

(Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah)
Had to get the fuck up outta there (yuh)
Saw them boys been lurking, yeah I see them stares
Bitch run up on me I ain’t gon’ tattletale
If this a gun fight, imma send them boys straight to hell

I can get it started this a purge (yuh)
Where I came from yeah bitch straight dirt (yuh)
(Running, running, running, running, is this hell on earth)
Part of me wants to believe I’m cursed (yuh)
Looking at your pictures, oh it hurts (yuh)
Set my soul ablaze, oh my god it burns (yuh)
Maybe I shoulda’ came, but I put myself first (yuh)
Baby I’m off these xans and they make me worse (oh)
Real narcissist but oh well who gives a fuck

hellonearth (prod. 1177)

(Yeah, oo-oh, yeah)
I’ll find you in the afterlife, I mean 'till death do us part (yuh)
Knife in my back I won’t go far, she said go on and follow your heart (yuh)
Or hold me close until we fall apart (oh)

Until we fall apart, talking to gods, yeah I’m in Asgard (yeah)
Writing love letters letter, I’m still scarred (yeah)
Riding with safety, I’m still on guard (yeah)
Out in the deep end swimming with sharks (yeah)
Must start over uh, (yuh, yuh), this a new arc (yuh)
Shit is getting dark, fantasy, so dark (yeah)
Melodies of wock, pour the lean inside (yeah)
Fucked up tonight, (thoughts of suicide)
(Suicidal mind, I died inside)
(Need her by my side, still you ask me why)
(You my ride or die, my dying wish, my light)
(Saved me from the other side)

I’ll find you in the afterlife, I mean 'till death do us part (yuh)
Knife in my back I won’t go far, she said go on and follow your heart (yuh)
Or hold me close until we fall apart (oh)

castlesinthesky (prod. squirlbeats)

(Yuh)

Came in swervin’ hard like in Tokyo Drift
Oh my god, going fast, make her coochie drip
Feel like Ricky Bobby when I go and grab the wheel
This is not a drill, this is just a mass appeal
Met up with your bitch in the side of the hills 
Got her in my house and she countin’ all my bills 
Fast car, nascar, new Batmobile

(Ah-ah), I might die tonight, most that shit don’t sound right
Start the party, get hype
Drugged up body, oh my 
Lost in time, know why
Baby you’re my high
Oh my god, she right
Stars shinning, they bright
I need her tonight

Pop the seal, I’m high (yeah)
Lost in paradise, alright
Come and catch a vibe, diamonds swingin’, ice
She told me too be nice, need a bitch like ice spice
(Come here baby, you’re mine)
(I got so caught up in my mind)
(Still I look into your eyes)
(You’re really just the one)

(Ah-ah), I might die tonight, most that shit don’t sound right
Start the party, get hype
Drugged up body, oh my 
Lost in time, know why
Baby you’re my high
Oh my god, she right
Stars shinning, they bright
I need her tonight

thepartyneverends (prod. black lions)

Oh my god, I’m so defeated, that bitch don’t need me
She told me some things that cut so deep
Hurting my feelings (yuh, yuh)
Had to boss up, level up, became so conceited
Got my name on the New York Times, all them boys gon’ see it
Can you really just read it, tell me what you want (huh-ah)

Bitch I’m dying, relapse, I’m so closer
Xanny bars got me so fucked up, falling over
New day, new blackout, gotta do it for the culture
Love me a MILF bitch, I love them hoes older
Heard her husband callin’, that lil boy a poser
Among us, I think there’s an impostor (yuh, yuh)
Broken dreams, they shattered 
Oh my god, where her father 
Bed bouncin’, she get louder
She a true pillow bitter, set my heart on fire
Come closer, let’s go higher
Bad bitch, she a liar, she my wish, my desire
Brand new bitch, new designer
Off the shits, still flyer

Oh my god, I’m so defeated, that bitch don’t need me
She told me some things that cut so deep
Hurting my feelings (yuh, yuh)
Had to boss up, level up, became so conceited
Got my name on the New York Times, all them boys gon’ see it
Can you really just read it, tell me what you want (huh-ah)

NYTimes (prod. kinsage)

(It hasn’t been too long since you left)
(It hasn’t been too long since you left)
(It hasn’t been too long since you left)
(Your scent still creeps up)
Walking ‘round in them high heels shoes 
Oh, why my bed sheets still smell like you 
Innocent and beautiful, no this can’t be true
Oh my god she a freak, do what you do
Body to body, come closer boo
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)

Think I made an error, I came here to spread terror
Hit that boy up Rock-a-Feller, top of the food chain ladder
Got that bitch on a header, not no pamphlet talking ‘bout real head, huh
Shit am I not clever, doing lines, I’m sadder
What if there’s nothing better, maybe I shouldn’t have let her (yuh) 
(Take my heart away, now I’m sitting here)
(Writing music like it’s love letters, like I still feel the hurt)
(—they still smell like you)

Walking ‘round in them high heels shoes 
Oh, why my bed sheets still smell like you 
Innocent and beautiful, no this can’t be true
Oh my god she a freak, do what you do
Body to body, come closer boo
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)

body2body (prod. suli)

(Oo-oh, oo-oh, lost my mind, oo-ooh)
Baby what comes around, must come in town (yeah)
Smoking on that loud, why these bitches talking out (yeah-ah)
Really feeling myself, I’m the big boss now (ah)
Shawty all over me and I told her go lay down (ah)

I’m in my head, in my mind, I met you uptown (yeah)
Truly I didn’t know that’s how you got down (ah)
Pretty pictures, pretty hotels, babygirl what’s up (yeah)
Lucid dreaming, skiing up, I can’t get right (yeah)
Devil is creepin’, haunting late night (yeah)
Truly I lost hope, I see the light (yeah)
(Still I wonder why), things couldn’t go my way not for once (oh-ah)
Who’s gonna come and save this broken heart (oh)
Picking up the pieces while I fall apart (ah)
And I’m still running, running so far (ah)
Keeping my heart open with no regard (yeah)

Baby what comes around, must come in town (yeah)
Smoking on that loud, why these bitches talking out (yeah-ah)
Really feeling myself, I’m the big boss now (ah)
Shawty all over me and I told her go lay down (ah)

hotelcalifornia (prod. pyrowave)

(Grrrah, pow, pow, let me tell y’all a lil story about how I crashed the fuck out)
FN spraying at his body like where the fuck is the case, huh
Came with them Russian boys, like Makarov gon’ spray (huh, huh)
Bitch I’m a demon, so get the fuck out my face, I ain’t come to play (yuh)
It can get sticky, it can get neeky, all them boys gon’ pay (yuh)
Still traumatized, saw my brother die
Are you gonna slide, are you gonna ride 
Feeling so alive, it’s a battlefield on this side (what)

You decide, you tell me, are we gonna show up (yuh)
Flags up, guns out, clutching this pole, I cannot let go (woah)
Real Kia boys, I done whipped off in a stolo
Feel like Tony Montana, white girls off the coco
Not no Chanel, I’m talking about real blow tho’ (yuh)
Took a bitch to Mars, now we taking photos
Bitch don’t post that shit, keep it on the low-low (yuh)
Wolf in the sheep’s skin like to ride solo (what)
Put that boy on a shirt right there out in SoHo (yuh)
Uh, huh, did that shit about a year ago (huh)
Had to catch me a body, high as fuck off the dope
Pulled up and you found me, are you ready tote (yuh)
All them bullets gon’ go (yeah), bullets starting to flow (yeah)
All ‘em boys gon’ go down six feet below (yuh)

FN spraying at his body like where the fuck is the case, huh
Came with them Russian boys, like Makarov gon’ spray (huh, huh)
Bitch I’m a demon, so get the fuck out my face, I ain’t come to play (yuh)
It can get sticky, it can get neeky, all them boys gon’ pay (yuh)
Still traumatized, saw my brother die
Are you gonna slide, are you gonna ride 
Feeling so alive, it’s a battlefield on this side (what)

tønymøntana (prod. kosfinger)

(Huh, baby, yeah-oh, yeah, woah-oh, yeah)

How to start a war, tip one (yeah, yeah)
Running around with my savages know it’s time to—(uh, yeah, yeah)
Pull a gun, stupid boy wanna test it out, like you not one (ha)
You not the most wanted (yeah, yeah)
You not the one that got the whole club boppin’
Crowd hoppin’, stupid bitches who’s the loudest in the club (yeah, yeah)
Who’s the baddest bitch in the cut—

Eating these percs ‘till it don’t hurt no more (yeah)
Eating the kitty out till that shit sayin’ purr (yuh)
Oh my god shawty so hurt, hurt, hurt (yuh)
Shawty made me nervous, oh lord (yuh)
I can’t control myself, no my love (yuh)
You held me down, so down, upside down (huh)
Put me up on a cross next to Jesus (woah)
I cannot let go, I cannot see the love
(Love, love, love, love, yeah, yeah)

How to start a war, tip one (yeah, yeah)
Running around with my savages know it’s time to—(uh, yeah, yeah)
Pull a gun, stupid boy wanna test it out, like you not one (ha)
You not the most wanted (yeah, yeah)
You not the one that got the whole club boppin’
Crowd hoppin’, stupid bitches who’s the loudest in the club (yeah, yeah)
Who’s the baddest bitch in the cut—

tønymøntana (prod. kosfinger)

r a h (@wehaterah)

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