fired! (fonywallace) [soundcloud exclusive]

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featuring https://soundcloud.com/pinkcasperr
and https://soundcloud.com/etaiso

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have you no empathy?
i know you’re sick of me
this shit’s been killin’ me

just reach out a hand to me
i’m close to insanity
she’s not a fan of me

i just feel so empty
the bottle, it tempts me
i’m sippin’ this whiskey until it’s all empty
she won’t accept me..

bad bitch in the moonlight
she’s readin’ my star sign
she’s settin’ the bar high
while she smokin’ on starlight

& i know it didn’t matter at all
get the fuck off my balls
now i fiend from withdrawals
i needa sip some Cîroc

trust me, i love it when you crush me
i don’t need no love
i need a bitch who gon’ fuck me
..fuck me

i’m ##ugly
my world is self destructing 
the light of God ain’t touched me
how could i let it just be?

i know you love to watch me struggle
break me down until i’m rubble
the way you make me feel ain’t subtle..

i’m so ugly on the inside 
but outside i’m in Robin’s
i got money in my pockets
yeah, these bitches get to flockin’ 

i’m so ugly on the outside
& inside, it’s so rotten
babe, you were my only option
now you’re gone, i’m slowly fallin’

have you no empathy?
i know your sick of me
this shit’s been killin’ me

just reach out a hand to me
i’m close to insanity
she’s not a fan of me..

she don’t miss me
i drink whiskey
it’s gon’ kill me

you don’t feel me
you don’t feel me
you don’t feel me

bad bitch in the moonlight 
she’s readin’ my star sign
and settin’ the bar high
while she smokin’ on starlight

she said i don’t matter at all
i shouldn’t have answered the call
now the bloods on my palms
i’m so sick of these songs..

##ugly

lyrics: 

baby kiss me like you did for the first time
marrissa cooper in the whip watch me swerve by
im sipping red wine in your passenger seat
sippin white wine in the back of the jeep
hide the liqour in the bag they dont check it when we walk in
im a little to attached i know you got other options
im sippin red wine in your passenger seat
sippin white wine in the back of the jeep 

another mistake its all just been strange
in tandem collide and then pull away
rode off of the road while hitting my breaks
still hitting me me up like whens the mixtape

still sodiorr like the bag around your shoulder baby
in the forest meet me for a little closure maybe
my life up in grey scale, low exposure
i make another song it feels so mediocre

baby kiss me like you did for the first time
marrissa cooper in the whip watch me swerve by
im sipping red wine in your passenger seat
sippin white wine in the back of the jeep
hide the liqour in the bag they dont check it when we walk in
im a little to attached i know you got other options
im sippin red wine in your passenger seat
sippin white wine in the back of the jeep

put it all on credit it dont matter if i die soon
shorty rock a Gucci bag i smell like Gucci perfume
no job but im balling in my old Trues
ex bitch tryna talk but she old news

breaking down baby girl i need some maintenece
race it, crashing out i know i can replace it
got affliction on my body mma shit
true religion spray a hundred on this fragrance

baby kiss me like you did for the first time
marrissa cooper in the whip watch me swerve by
im sipping red wine in your passenger seat
sippin white wine in the back of the jeep
hide the liqour in the bag they dont check it when we walk in
im a little to attached i know you got other options
im sippin red wine in your passenger seat
sippin white wine in the back of the jeep

passenger seat (lisa rowe & ertu)

(headshot, i got deadshot, you can probably try me with a vest on, you can ask around im still the best one, say it isnt real lets give a test run) 

you can call me but i wont check on my phone
how many times i have to say leave me alone
money on my body got it sewn
aim above the neck to hit his dome
headshot
i got dead shot
you can probably try me with a vest on
you can ask around im still the best one
say it isnt real lets give a test run

30 in my jeans 
pockets feeling bloated when im stuffin em with green
yeah they say that i been mean
im just doing my own thing
keep it between us
dont have any trust
sip slow
a new cup
i dont wanna talk unless its paid up
so fake like make up
so damn contagious
i dont wanna care anymore
better pray dont get sprayed up

(head shot, d-d-d-d-d-deadshot, try me with a vest on, you can ask around im still the best one)

deadshot (toyema)

prod. by me https://soundcloud.com/luv_armor
video - https://youtu.be/wfxboCx6PoM?si=C4PX-3PhGAoUvipX

two fifths deep
now i’m throwin’ up
..get this money, yuh
(ohhh)

these robin’s; they don’t got a stain
i don’t feel nothin’ but she feel the pain
i’m goin’ insane, i’m goin’ insane
she givin’ me brain but i’m so full of hate..

they gon’ find me alone
face down in my puke
yeah, come to find out, i been sick like the flu

i don’t know what to do
they’re sayin’ it’s true
i died all alone but i was thinkin’ of you

two fifths deep
now i’m throwin’ up
..i’m throwin’ up, i’m throwin’ up

go n’ pour it up
we’re goin’ up
heart cold, shawty; i don’t want your love

i’m poppin’, i don’t need a thing
i don’t feel nothin’ 
i think i’m insane

light from the moon
all you see is my frame
these VV’s they hittin’
i’ll take all the blame..

you don’t know me
i’m so cold, i’ll die slowly
i fuck bitches & track songs
& count money..

high score, at the top
but the top’s lonely
they’re all fake.. yeah, they’re all fake
they’re all phony..

(ohhh)

these robin’s; they don’t got a stain
i don’t feel nothin’ but she feel the pain
my heart was once pure
now it’s filled up with hate
come to find out i ain’t got what it takes..

you don’t know me
i’m so cold, i’ll die slowly
the cracks grow as my face molts
i’m so ugly..

i see her thru her blunt smoke
she’s tryna fuck me
you don’t know, you don’t know
you don’t know me..

two fifth’s deep
now i’m throwin’ up
i’m throwin’ up
this money, yuh..

i get it, i get it, i get it; i’m gone
what a damn shame 
that i won’t see the sun

it’s so wrong.. yeah, i’m so gone
i don’t wanna sing these songs
for you anymore

this life’s such a bore
i got her beggin’ for more
i can’t get up off the floor
all this pain i’ve endured..

im so cold

I'm so cold

i'm so cold [mv in desc.]

(lately have these prblms with myself
id give anything to switch with sum1else
bleedin from my wrist hangin from a belt
couldnt give a fck gave up on my health) 

i dont let em see me
sure as hell dont wanna be me
lately feelin stuck
been so down on my luck
get so sick of life and how it treat me
lately have these problems with myself 
id give anything to switch with sum1else
bleedin from my wrist 
hangin from a belt
couldn’t give a fuck
gave up on my health
gave up on it all i dont wanna talk
sit inside alone feel my body rot
losin track of time always broken clocks
devil at the door i hear a wicked knock

thinkin should i let him in 
different vices take control 
i let my mind divert to sin
PHYSICAL MY PRESENCE
BUT YOU FEEL IT DEEP WITHIN
SOLID STATE OF TRAGEDY
BURN WORDS INTO MY SKIN
no its not easy when ive done it all 
stupid little gestures never help 
no they wont help me talk
pills inside a cup to help me feel like i could wash it off
its harder getting sober stuck inside these bedroom walls

fired! (fonywallace) [soundcloud exclusive]

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