Intro -
On a restless night,
I try to hide the life
In me my soul is dead
Amongst the man 
I fret.
I cannot see the worth any clearer, than in my mirror.
I am the young killer.

Verse 1
I'll kill em all.
Bring down your fall.
Pass the time
Until there's no time left.
Your ass would be at gasp.
Forgotten like the rest of em,
Ain't that some sad shit.
I've been crying every night it's turned into a habit,
but FUCK
I ain't gon act 
like I'm a sad boy
with no hoes bro.
Got a lifeline
Like a lit show,
Where the main dude
always gets around
and makes his life a journey
make it worth the yearning
make it worth the learning.
Motherfucker I ain't even dead yet.
Motherfucker I ain't even rich.
Wait
Hold the fuck up where my bitch
Aye
Rags to riches
I caught the syndrome 
Of a nasty fidget
Where I can't be lone
With the hands I'm given
I'm busting along
And the cash I'm giving
Comeback with a posture.
Damned you nigggas that think I will offer cash.
Fuck all y'all niggas y'all spazzes
Aye
Fuck all y'all niggas y'all spazzing
Aye
Fuck all y'all niggas y'all spazzing aye?
Fuck all y'all niggas I'm gassing ya
Fuck all y'all niggas I'm gassing ya!

Verse 2
They say the poor got a rich heart,
But I'm tryna whip around in a foreign car.
And get cash, have lavish parties and dances.
Money was the motive
But baby I didn't plan this.
Fell in the abyss.
Stood up to find a passage
That leads me to ashes
Underlying corpses 
mark the halls
the creator a sadist
Telling me whats real
Whats superficial I wasn't gon have it.
Are we made to kill?
Or are we made just to banish in sadness.
I've been having dreams
Where I can feel the heat
Wreaking some havoc.
Chained amongst the surface 
Devils lurking
You sinners unearthed
Write yourself
A will
Before you leave.

Elevator Music

❋ For when you need to feel whole again ❋
  
Rubber Ducky
Cinderella 
Everytime
Serolf

FLORES MIX

Intro -
Oasis in my head,
Keep me far from death;
And Hold me till I sleep.
I don’t want to weep

Verse 1
Choked his life and held them lies.
Instant how he likes it, 
Never mind the fact;
That he was patient less persuaded to
Take his life his dreams he hated
Woah
Aspirations kept inflating 
No
Make believe
Eyes pristine
Concealing all the facts that made him me
Concealing all them facts with maybelline 
FUCK
I know this shit gets tough
But man it makes me rough
Around my edges
Like on-my-own is my preference
Hoping that the future gets better
I cannot stress this
Knew I wrote them wills on a letter
While eating breakfast
I told myself that I’d be realer in the morn
Yuh
Caught a nigga slippin
Now he torn up
Mother out here crying
He ain’t growin up
Rest in peace your boy
Let him know wassup!

SlowDown Intro-

Sally Sold Seashells by the Seashore x3
Malik Lived his Life in Hell your boy was never bored

(Emilio M. Diaz) 
So whatcha gonna do? x4

Verse 2
Oasis you’re faceless
Hundred liters
 fall down
You’re blazin
Can you keep your love locked
Don’t get mixed
Can you keep your love locked
Don’t get mixed

Miquela Outro

XANNABUST :(

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