I always come back to this :( miss u thomas💔

wtf is the beat tho, the samples beautiful 

Glad to be the 1000th made me feel sone type of way 

Eu ouço essa música todos os dias. Espero que o T.RICH esteja em um bom lugar. 

Still the greatest song to be made all these years later. :'(

Produced by Felony Kid 
Mixed by They Say
Cover art by They Say 
Featuring T.RiCH
Written by Yung Lazarus & T.RiCH
Single off upcoming EP "Gorgus Sleepy Heads"

https://genius.com/Yung-lazarus-medicine-fttrichprodfelony-kid-lyrics

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Medicine (ft.T.RiCH)(prod.Felony Kid)*R.I.P T.RiCH*

(prod. killedmyself)
Vocals me & @fats_e
Produced by @killedmyself

deadbeatteen - I knew this was coming w/ Fats'e (prod. killedmyself)

nothings gunna change [prod color hue]

music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-4ctisd4N7Q&ab_channel=yesterday

its hard to believe you
and anything you say
dont take it personally
ill talk to myself for days
and think about the things
you do when youre without me
im self detrimental everyday
find a safe space in my brain
where im alone with you
i can say the things i always wanted to say

trust issues, i wish youd stay
theyre eating me away
trust issues, i wish youd say
something to ease the pain

its like you say things but you mean something else
the barren trees start reaching out to me
as i drive my car through familiar places
the only limits my imagination
when it comes to you
blind faith has proved
that im such a sucker

Follow me <3

trust issues

an album about how i've been feeling lately

bandcamp (physical CDs available here too): bit.ly/2qBSeCp 


credits:
@jvbeats666
@yung-hy
@ihateshinigami
@nothingnowheremusic
@prodmikefrost
@ericnorth
@xchrisvayle
@machinesix

download & physicals

shy - red cap (prod. jay vee + nothing,nowhere. + mike frost)

its been a while so i'd thought id share this. new project soon. hopefully some videos 

produced by reaper - https://soundcloud.com/prodreaper
picture - https://soundcloud.com/nova1599

Lyrics:
Vices got me falling
My plugs' calling
We're sad but balling

These days i wake with an attitude
She's like why you mad at me?
Baby I'm not mad at you
I just hate the world and all the things that I've had to do
Bad decisions with some bad intentions 
Oh baby I'm bad for you
But you're good for me
Fuck it we'll call that chemistry
You want us to grow old together like an oak tree
But baby I'm growing tired and I'm only twenty three 

Vices got me falling
My plugs' calling 
Orange  bottles full we're sad but balling
Young dumb boys making money thats appalling
If we grow old we'll have trouble recalling

I'm living in the now why the fuck you stalling?
Been making money ever since star shopping
I got smile but inside I'm sobbing
You can hate on me but the money keeps coming

Vices got me falling
My plugs' calling 
Orange  bottles full we're sad but balling
Young dumb boys making money thats appalling
If we grow old we'll have trouble recalling

vices got me falling (prod. reaper)

blessed are the forgetful

produced by @notmorgn
with @cpt_sad and @guccihighwaters

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in the wind (w/ yesterday and guccihighwaters)

prod. @blacklunged

these days waking up is getting hard now
i knock the jack back
i pick up what i put down
bad habits comin round like theyre ancient
its no surprise that im gunna need a rain check
not goin out like i dont make anymore plans
sitting in my room, staring at the ceiling fan
wait, whos your mans?
guess i forgot to ask that
you haunt my dreams, i can see you in my flashbacks
i fill my brain with whatever i can find
im self defeating
always wasting all my time
got a 9 to my head, but i swear im fine
im unattached from the little that i call mine

im unnatentive to these bitches like i go to class
reach for the holster, load it up, and then i cock back
up to my dome, running frantic like my last lap
fill the spaces with distractions
cuz you know im bouta snap
like the led on my pencil when i try and write
i smoke a blunt, then im sleepin for the whole night
i didnt answer cuz im busy talkin to the knife
throwin shade like we forgot about the sun light
sometimes its hard to fight back
wake up around noon
stuck in bed while i smoke the sack
black fingernails creeping down to your body
always fucking up like its way more than a hobby
fiendin for some love, so ill take what i can get
nothings ev-er enough, death would be the safest bet
got ashes on my clothes cuz everything about me’s gross
you said i always did the least but bitch i always do the most

people fade away like ghosts, i guess its for the better
loving at what cost? feel closer with the reaper
when i see her its like all time stops
cuz im asleep while the fucking rain drops

smoking packs while im alone
i write these songs and hate myself
this alcohol straight to my dome
and i dont pace myself
fuck a chaser
all i chase are these illusions 
happiness, a fallacy
ive come to the conclusion

these days waking up is getting hard now
i knock the jack back
i pick up what i put down
bad habits comin round like theyre ancient
its no surprise that im gunna need a rain check
i fill my brain with whatever i can find
im self defeating
always wasting all my time
got a 9 to my head, but i swear im fine
im unattached from the little that i call mine

while the rain drops (prod. blacklunged)

GREAF

i'm sorry i misinterpreted our friendship [prod. greaf]

Follow  $orrow!  - https://soundcloud.com/sorrow_bringer

My Somewhat CD:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T207BuC5gP8&t=361s

Art By Esau Andrews

LYRICS:

Check my pils bottles now they hollow I ain’t no damn Role model 
Not the one to follow with s heart so full of sorrow I know
That I should really just go 
Leave this world on my own 
Find a new place to call home 
Where I don’t feel so alone

Where the hell am I I been driving all Fucking night I don’t know 
Surrounded by phony homies claiming they know me but they don’t 
If you wanna see the real me just pop in my somewhat cd get lost in the memories and say hey if you see me,  whoa
I don’t want to wait for the pain end 
No heavens gates are gonna let me in
At least in hell I’ll see my friends 
I’m 22 might be the last one dead

This is for the mothefucking letdowns like me, 
Only feel a little joy when we bleed
Never feeling alright no reprieve 
All they wanna do is die on tv
To be infamous is my bliss 21st century sid vicious till I kill my bitch and then slit my wrist just to make history 

If you want to find me you can check my bedroom
Sleeping life away all I do 
Just So I can avoid all of you 
Don’t motherucking tell me what I can’t do 
I don’t want to work I just want to go Bezerk on the beat  and make all these hits 
Never die alone in an old folks home thinking how’d I end up like this?

WHOA OH OHHHHHHHH

Get Lost In The Tall Grass [Prod. sorrow bringer]

prod and mix/mastered by me

I feel like a ghost bitch I’m transparent 
Smoking thrax up in the hills in the clouds bitch I vanish 
All these fucking thoughts I can’t manage
All these fucking thought up in my brain it needs a bandage 
I'm at a disadvantage 
Tryin not to panic
Not the best at planning
Some days barely standing 
The door inside my mind is locked shut
So what big deal big bags shits real
The door inside my mind is locked shut
So what the key to the door is the drugs as of late
I’ve been staying up late not answering the phone making music smoking strong pop another to keep calm 
They just mad at me 
Oh trust I know 
I’ll just smile as I blow another o like

Driving down the road at night
Confessions to the star light 
I want a bag and bag and another bag
Yeah I know it’s sad know you’re mad yeah I know it’s bad 
Yeah I want a bag and Benz and another bag and another bag
I’m just wrapped up in my old ways 
Same songs blowing haze in a daze I hope it stays like this 
Can’t hurt like hurt like this
Just numb like this 
Took 2 more percs just to stay like this

i feel like a ghost (prod. kryptik)

any inquiries contact management at: cxltgod@gmail.com

Medicine (ft.T.RiCH)(prod.Felony Kid)R.I.P T.RiCH

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