Starts off strong , ALWAYS ENDS THE SAME!!

Produced by Mont Tha Aesthetic
Lyrics - 

Hook - (Mont, Tha Aesthetic) 
Traveled on this road alone 
So I can’t leave home without it 
Can’t risk it
We all about it
Rather them than caught without it 
Live fast then you die young 
Only now have I thought about it
I get sick when the room is crowded 
Don’t know what to do without you x2

Bridge  - 
I don’t know how I feel 
Don’t know how to feel 

Verse #1. 
I’ve been living like I made it
Shit don’t even faze me
Rocking with these chrome hearts 
Your hoe want sedate me 
Said diamonds on me HD
Perky got me spacey 
Still the highest in the room 
There’s no way you can save me 

I want this forever 
I just need time 
Probably love you better but he ain’t I 
He can probably love you better but he ain’t right 

Hook - 
Traveled on this road alone 
So I can’t leave home without it 
Can’t risk it
We all about it
Rather them than caught without it 
Live fast then you die young 
Only now have I thought about it
I get sick when the room is crowded 
Don’t know what to do without you 

Verse #2 - (sametimenxtweek) 
Couldn’t do a thing 
I ran into demons 
Told me I would sink 
Rip apart this feeling
Stuck awake
You don’t get it 
How I hate it 
How I’m in this way 
I’m just living angst 

Feeling like the difference 
What’s the reason why you left?
Smoking till I’m choking 
I feel spaced 
Living in the moment overrated 
Pass my fate  
Kicking in that corner 
Overdosing till I’m faced 

I don’t wanna hear it 
Wanna see it 
Cut the shit 
Follow me until my doom 
Cooperate 
Too bad we don’t got no truth 
It’s hollow babe 
Brittle lies break apart too easy 
It’s a skill 

Paint peeling 
Purple ribbons 
I float out the room

Rip apart this feeling 
I don’t get stuck awake 
You were always talking 
Now we got nothing to say 
Speak or know about each other 

Stuck in my ways 
You don’t get it 
How I hate it
How I’m in this pain 

7:30 your in Harlem flipping through the stations 
Notice something odd 
Gotta get it off my mental 
Barely breathing 
Salutations 
I promise I meant it 

Hook - (Mont, Tha Aesthetic) 
Traveled on this road alone 
So I can’t leave home without it 
Can’t risk it
We all about it
Rather them than caught without it 
Live fast then you die young 
Only now have I thought about it
I get sick when the room is crowded 
Don’t know what to do without you 

Verse #3 - (Playboi Molly) 
They tell me
Count my blessings
Yeah!
Living wild 
I ain’t get the message 
Why you keep texting?
Spent all this time you still be stressing 
Yeah! 

Just leave me lone 
Got it tatted on me 
Cuz I like Vlone 
Don’t call my phone 
Bitch 
You get declined 
I’ve been on my own 
Yeah!

I started from nothing 
Had to run it up cuz I ain’t got no option 
Why you keep talking?
You must love lust 
Cuz you pocket watching 
Oh you want beef?
Pull up five guys to the parking lot 
Yeah 
Let me be honest…

withøut yøu (bunnyboyz version)

Breathe - Feat. (Archangxll) - Prod. TATCHY

I Can Tell

I Can Tell (Acapella)

Born Villain

Miami

Lyrics:

FUCK ‘EM ALL

I BURY THOSE COCKROACHES

She think I’m dying
I think I am too
Don’t feel better
Till 60mg in the juice
Got my bitch looking pretty
Got 40 thou’ with me
That 38’ special
Blow holes in your kidney
Like percocet popping
Spend 25 shopping
Then 10 on the things
That I dreamed I’d be copping
Know this shit never stop
Hope it never stops
Hope it never stops

Never slowing down
Never hold me down
Bitch I been sipping, I’m never coming down
Punk at your party
I got em all running now
Load up the clip
Run it up or I gun ‘em down

Riots
I’m not afriad of the violence
But 60 my fit, make ‘em silent
I stack my money I pile it
All in a jet, fuck your bitch while I’m flying

Record, mix it and master, then drop it
Do this myself, no one touching my pockets
Still wanna be me, tell your brother stop it
Watch how Migo, I’m gon TakeOff and rock it
Before, I did this shit with no options
Now i do this ‘cause they mad at the profit
Talking my shit, knowing well they can’t top it
Stuck at your job, it’s no wonder you doubt it

She tryna link
Put my dick on a screen
She act like a thot
But pretend she a queen
That bitch don't got nothin'
But low self esteem
She think she let loose
I'm just lettin' her leave
No bitch you ain't special
You nothin' to me
The fuck out my way
Tell a bitch leave me be
That matted black Bimmer
I roll in the scene
A coupe, no sunroof
I throw cash at the seats
Got retro 1 Jordans they ain't ever seen
That mean that my drip is unique to the feet
Nothin' on me, they got nothin' on me
Black magic sippin' mixed up by gypsies
I got brand new Bape hoodies i bought over seas
Your bitch is down bad she get down on her knees
And beg for my dick to be touching her spleen
You know that your bitch is a BrxkenBxy fiend

She think I’m dying
I think I am too
Don’t feel better
Till 60mg in the juice
Got my bitch looking pretty
Got 40 thou’ with me
That 38’ special
Blow holes in your kidney
Like percocet popping
Spend 25 shopping
Then 10 on the things
That I dreamed I’d be copping
Know this shit never stop
Hope it never stops
Hope it never stops

Never slowing down
Never hold me down
Bitch I been sipping, I’m never coming down
Punk at your party
I got em all running now
Load up the clip
Run it up or I gun ‘em down

Riots
I’m not afriad of the violence
But 60 my fit, make ‘em silent
I stack my money I pile it
All in a jet, fuck your bitch while I’m flying

Record, mix it and master, then drop it
Do this myself, no one touching my pockets
Still wanna be me, tell your brother stop it
Watch how Migo, I’m gon TakeOff and rock it
Before, I did this shit with no options
Now i do this ‘cause they mad at the profit
Talking my shit, knowing well they can’t top it
Stuck at your job, it’s no wonder you doubt it

Next Life (prod. Cortana)

Gryphøn

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