i can't drown my demons they know how to swim

i'm finna need my PS4 controller, my fan, my blankets, pillows and my charger too dude 😝🤣

L Baby diss (f*** with J day)

December 31st 2022
11:59PM eastern time
be ready

- wits

2022

so much pain went into this song, i hope it can help one of you <3

prelude:

“…so how’d it happen?”

“just your typical situation… it was the guy you were told not to fuckin worry about that you had to FUCKING worry about ALL along…”


woah,
drinkin de-caf-
feel so fuckin bad i think that imma fucking re-lapse…

yeah, please repeat-that
drownin in a lake of paranoia with my de-mons…

feel, like i’m inna high-speed-chase..
things, ain’t goin-good-these-days-
feel, like i’m onna tight-rope, inna title wave
i been tryna fix the fuckin pain, but it’s not a way, no-way

48s

love-breeds-clean-kills, like it’s a-jax,
get-chills-take-pills, needa face-facts,
how these bitches wanna tell me get-real, when they sit-still, wasting all they fuckin time wit cheap-thrills

foreign-born-girl, she could top-mod-els-
baby tell me what you want, and-i-got-chu,
i can see-you, inna-whip
imma tell-you, two-three-let’s-dip….

1:04

woah, i don’t like-this;
questioning myself at every moment hoes is trife-ling
yeahh, but i’m just vi-bing-
tryna love myself despite my crippling anxiety..

yeahhh, i think i like-that
woahhh, think i like tha-at…

think i like-that,
you hit up-my mom, a month, af-ter you left me, down-bad

damn, why you got me filled-to the brim, with regrets,
even tho i say i never had-them?
why am i imagining the thought, that your cost, out-weighs any benefit you give?
hope you happy snortin-up-pills,
maybe fucking fentanyl, 
onna happy day in my-world
hope your re-bound knocks ya ass-up, got your ass at little caesars workin from five-till-￼

1:53

go-fuck your-self go to hell, 
i remember being lonely can’t you tell, (tell, tell?)
woah-ouwoah… 
i remember being lonely can’t you tell?

i remember being lonely…

yuh,

2:23

i remember being lone-ly..


now it’s like nobody owns-me….

tails_&_sonic

trife_hoes

ctrl+alt+del

pull up in a bent-ley,
pull up in a beam-er,
lil hoe you pre-ten-ding,
lil bitch i seen-ya

see me, in yo, dreams, make you cream all on my face, huh
fuckin-widda-fiend, bitch i ain’t no stanley steam-er

smoking these joints everyday of my life-
should i even try ta quit fo i die?
fuckit cause i get it pronto and smoke on gelato a pound an imm up inna sky,
fuckit cause i get right to it you watch how we move it my bitch-is like bonnie n clyde
fukkit i run up the bands, throwin up hands, i fucked yo mother goodbye 


smokin a wood witda guys, 
feel like i’m on cloud nine…
i take a g a the psilocybin and i feel jus fine
i would take care how you ridin we strapped i ain’t talking a car,
and i would watch how you actin incase it be leavin a scar

lil hoe gimme drip-drop, gimme to-op
think the hickey lip-gloss, but it’s no-ot,
do-it, big i’m rick-ross, sippin-wo-ock
bitches out in po-land, on my jo-ock

1:22
smoke out da pipe, it’s dancin-dancin, up inna sky…
fuckin a bitch yeah i made-her-night
pussy was tight so i made-her-mines
gimme a sec imma tell you why i’m finna be-jus-fine-yeah,
jus-fine…

i smok outta bong everyday of my life-
i ain’t even finna quit fo i die,
fuckit cause i get right to it an ounce an i’ll move it i’m sellin these grams till i die,
fuckit cause my bitch gon move it and throw up her coochie i juwent to heaven an died
fukkit i get alla guap, slide onna opps, i fucked yo bitch it’s no lie

…

my money-big, yeah my money-chow-der
smokin up doubled up stacks a da hunnids and fiddies
it’s lookin like da twin-tow-ers

yeah, shuddup-
bitch i be getting dat pay by the hou-r,
i put one foot on the gas an the next thing u see is a hund-er-red miles an hour

“yeah we really slide on bitches
people think i be riding dolo out here, nah-stoopit
i got the gang watching my every move is you dumb?
fucutalkemboud?”

my bitch is fine and she roll wit a fad-dy
and if i catch a faggot checkin her out imma pull out my knife an i stab-em.
shi-shuddup,
bitch i wake up an i smoke on a fad-dy,
i’m ridin aroun inna jag-uar, finna pull up and ghost wit no cas-per, yuh

my bitch is fine and she roll wit a fad-dy
and if i catch a faggot checkin her out imma pull out my knife an i stab-em.
shi-shuddup,
bitch i wake up an i smoke on a fad-dy,
i’m ridin aroun inna jag-uar, finna pull up and ghost wit no cas-per, yuh

_böpït_

listen to this if the only one who understands you is yourself

C.U.D.

Made Mixed Mastered with Bandlab.

This song is addressed to close family, friends, and generally anyone else close with me who stuck to me when I was pushing away.

IceWxter

“named this shit cause we got crazy syllability”

- noah

“olaf this ice anna-hoes say i’m frozen”

- wits

syllability (wits ft. KTO_3dee)

Haven’t dropped in too long, wanted to hit everybody with a real banger. spent about 8 months making this, so I hope y’all enjoy. Please sub on YT for all my content (@really_wits)

-Wits

produced by hayd3n (twincrxsses on insta, prod.hayd3n on YT)

neverlong (prod. hayd3n)

mr. take that risk 🔥🎶

this song is not mine, i remixed it because i prefer this version

Heather kyle richh (Noah-Boat-Wits-Mix)

never thought i would make it this far, always had the potential. 

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