Gelato (prod. waxie)

HANZO! (prod. Sinaki)

Fire!

Fucking drowning in my doubt
Thoughts behind a cloud 
Self hatred leaking through the mouth 
Feel like I’m fading 
My dopamine is out

Looking for some shit to fill the void before I blow my mind out 
Out goes my pain
Shout for help until my hope is drained
Bowing to the thought of change but I doubt I’ll go anywhere but south

Going only south even though I’m from the north
Winter ice crystals keeping cutting me like a fucking sword 
My skin is turning blue from the cold that I’ve absorbed 

I told my demons I can’t take this internal war 
They want my blood to pour
They handed a .44
They want to see to see me as a corpse, on my failures keeping score
Want my blood to pour 
Handed a .44
Want to see to see me as a corpse, on my failures keeping score

I’m climbing to the peak I’m falling on my knees 
I’m hoping at least my mind will stop, as time is running on the clock
This world grows cold as I get old and I can’t control all my fucking thoughts
Tryna reach the summit of my brain but I’m dodging rocks 
Demons at the top inducing serotonin drops
My back at the door, while my demons fucking knock
Can’t open it once again, please someone get the glock

I’m waking baking every day to save me from my fucking brain 
Take me to my fucking grave, I feel like I’m wasting space 
Never slowing down the brakes, but never wanna meet my fate
But every day I’m meeting face with my final days if I don’t change my fucking ways 

Turning into a disaster not a master of my own self 
Falling faster, I’m the captor and the pastor of my own hell 
Dwelling and I’m yelling out my mental health 
And my trauma released with every word I spell

Don’t know if my soul will ever be whole
Don’t know if my soul will ever be whole

Pounding the Ice As I Freeze in Frigid Waters

Pounding The Ice As I Freeze In Frigid Waters

January heat, too Halle Berry sweet
tooth, slay another beat who gives a fuck if we do
nothin' all day and we sleep until we need to, wake up and homie get your cake up and eat it too

I wake up and think of ways to say stuff, that hopefully gets your a-ttention, hopefully perks your A-cups, or D-cups or whatever the shit may be but, my skill at least a B plus, I kick back like FIFA, I'm G'd up like a henchman
Jesus, please tell me why they need at least 8 extra whips, when I only got this one little Civic
And the shit just make me livid when I see their flashy wrists on my TV screen leading these dreams that they live
In their musical vids, and their MTV cribs, cuz I don't got a lot, Im on empty and shit, no Im not trying to pop on no envious shit, I just get a lil hot when I think about it like this

Cuz I want it all, J's laced up all day and shit I wanna ball
Trey from the fadeaway jumpshot a waterfall
Rain from the three point range like Im Karl Towns

January heat  too Halle Berry sweet
tooth  slay another beat who gives a fuck if we do
nothin' all day and we sleep until we need to, wake up and homie get your cake up and eat it too

Pause, gimme a minute til I can think of something sounding raw, I got many flaws but being Pretty Boy Floyd isn't one of them, I never took not one little L, not even on my day off, I never fail
Many wanna see me fall, no dictator, but my haters tastin' all of my balls and dick flavor, hold applause for later until you see me in the Hall, next to Drizzy and Lamar and Jermaine, The Holy Trinity
My kinetic energy is bound to break the laws of physics and you have now just entered a black hole
Ain't no going back to the past when that old shit, passed for being classic I smashed through that code bitch, imagine if that role switched, I would control this, switchboard; I could be a rich boy, but instead Im piss poor, sittin' in this red flannel,
smokin' like a dead candle, we should do this shit more

January heat, too Halle Berry sweet
tooth, slay another beat who gives a fuck if we do
nothin' all day and we sleep until we need to, wake up and homie get your cake up and eat it too


january.heat

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BLck - [Beatstars.com/bloodxo]

unknown.

Little me throwin spades! On to new things, brand new!

Electric guitar by MCLostCat!

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