"NYFLIP" by Fizzycal X Mr.CJ

CJ - VINSPECTA (REMIX)

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SQUIDVERSE BY DAGAWD OTW

© SQUID INDUSTRIES

NOTFUNNY [SQUIDVERSE]

BANDCAMP

UPSIDE

SIXSIXSIX

DEY NO

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[Verse 1]

I was down so long the sky looked close,
Now the room get loud when the bag get gross.
Somethin’ off when they hit my line,
Voice sound sweet but that shit ain’t mine.

Same ones laughed when I broke that lease,
Now they toast me up when the checks increase.
"Whole time they wanna take my place",
Fake love drippin’ all over they face.

“Straight up to my face,” yeah, I caught that cue,
Same old game, just a different view.
Don’t talk “real” if your hands ain’t bruised,
I don’t trust shit that I can’t refuse.

[Hook]

Been down bad, now the crowd look sweet,
Fake-ass hugs in designer seats.
They don’t call when the nights get deep,
Only pull up when the lights hit streets.
Told ’em all — I earned this fight,
Blood and doubt turned pain to light.
Now they text like we still tight,
Fuck that — I live this life,
Fuck that — I live this life.

[Verse 2]

They love your pain but they hate your calm,
They love your loss when it feed they charm.
Act like fans but they pray you bomb,
Smile too bright when they smell alarm.

I been ghost like I’m Kendall Roy,
Family ties still bleed with noise.
“Bro, you changed” — nah, bitch, I grew,
Same old hate in a brand-new view.

Fake love posted in Dior threads,
Talk that peace with a gun to heads.
They quote my lines like Sunday prayers,
But I see through that — no one cares.

[Hook]

Been down bad, now the crowd look sweet,
Fake-ass hugs in designer seats.
They don’t call when the nights get deep,
Only pull up when the lights hit streets.
Told ’em all — I earned this fight,
Blood and doubt turned pain to light.
Now they text like we still tight,
Fuck that — I live this life,
Fuck that — I live this life.

[Verse 3]

Back from the mud, still smell that smoke,
Whole damn scene still full of jokes.
They want posts, not the nights I broke,
They want clout, I want control.

Talk that trust, but I seen that fade,
Smiles like knives in the Gucci shade.
They want me down so they feel okay,
Whole time wishin’ they could trade this pain.

I don’t fake peace, I just keep score,
Seen real ones die and the fakes encore.
Now the crowd scream loud like before,
But the silence hit harder than the encore.

[Bridge]

They love your pain till you start to heal,
They love your grind till they see it’s real.
They love your scars when they can’t feel,
They love the story, not how it feel.

[Hook / Outro]

Been down bad, now the crowd look sweet,
Fake-ass hugs in designer seats.
They don’t call when the nights get deep,
Only pull up when the lights hit streets.
Told ’em all — I earned this fight,
Blood and doubt turned pain to light.
Now they text like we still tight,
Fuck that — I live this life,
Fuck that — I live this life.

This Life

A haunting reflection on love’s aftermath, when every glance in the mirror reminds you of who you lost and what you’ve become.

Inspiration: Candyman

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