MONEY IN THE MAIL - Wes Patrick

Angelina...
I don't know how to reach ya
The calls fail when i need ya
what more you want from me? yea
Angelina
How much longer till I see ya?
Thought I was stronger
this deeper
You know 'id never leave ya
you still in my head like I'm tryna scratch off dandruff
Wanna take you far
wish we left Los Angeles
running you a bandit
I don't understand it
you keep playing games baby
I need answers
I already know how fucking toxic all your friends is
Do you really think I'm giving hoes all my attention
I don't want no hoes
I ain't one of those
I just wanna go but you ghost Danny Phantom
your feelings are valid
I just touched down in Cali
had to fix my mentality
I ain't leaving
I'll hold you down like its gravity
swerve these girls don't know why you keep doubting me
I know you're still in love don't have to try to stay mad at me...
I'm trying...
I'm trying...
Angelina...
I don't know how to reach ya
The calls fail when i need ya
what more you want from me? yea
Angelina
How much longer till I see ya?
Thought I was stronger
this deeper
You know 'id never leave ya

Angelina

miles away

dxngelo - still love you

ILYT

what is this feeling?

Round 2

Never Got It Down!

Ms. On Your Own

@prod8ball
@swords2

lyrics

I heard a smack when I hit the ball
I got my back up against the wall
Im on the edge I don't wanna fall
Pumpin out these songs you know I can never stall

I got some clean stuff on my head yea a nice hat
These mean fucks I think that they want me dead, I don't like that
I think ill keep smokin this green instead it came from iraq
If you a fake friend please just go ahead and take your like back

Take your life back bitch
You look like a witch
I ask for support from some people and they write in sick

I dont like that shit
But I push right through it
No matter how helpless you feel yea you just cannot quit

Old friends be on some weird shit and im like why why why
I dont understand it i look up to the sky
And every day I used to cry cry cry cry cry
Gettin my trust broken was the worst lesson in life

Yea I dont fuck with these fucking weirdos
I gotta move on now im focused on gettin these zeroes
And come to think of it as a kid I ain't have a hero
But thats what happens when they say they love but make you feel low

I try to be positive but they steady do me wrong
So I shoot you up and I smoke you in my bong
I dont fuck with snitches yea I be smokin strong
The world it keep on glitchin bud hit hard just like a gong

I heard a smack when I hit the ball
I got my back up against the wall
Im on the edge I don't wanna fall
Pumpin out these songs you know I can never stall

I got some clean stuff on my head yea a nice hat
These mean fucks I think that they want me dead, I don't like that
I think ill keep smokin this green instead it came from iraq
If you a fake friend please just go ahead and take your like back

Take your life back bitch
You look like a witch
I ask for support from some people and they write in sick

I dont like that shit
But I push right through it
No matter how helpless you feel yea you just cannot quit

Old Friends (prod 8ball & Tekken)

“Blue Eye Girl (青い瞳の君)” is an emo-trap x electronic crossover built on autotuned falsetto, glitchy textures, and a Japanese bilingual hook. With atmospheric synths, emotional cracks, and haunting trap cadence, it blends heartbreak and obsession into a dark yet addictive anthem. For fans of emo-pop, cloud rap, and cinematic trap ballads.

MONEY IN THE MAIL - Wes Patrick

WES PATRICK

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