1. |
pry
02:34
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lean bop dirt slang
i rock like kerrang
don’t fuck with these
niggas no class like marxist
u should of seen em, they was all seething
and i piff plants like eden
they wanted pry, cus i’m that guy
sauce never come unseasoned
why they online, all of the time
trying to get likes and retweets
want it like faucet, coming like water
man pouring out straight fiji 🇫🇯
sauce all snazzy, i was in maghreb
i was chowin down on tagine
she wanna press, be my guest
i don’t wanna kiss or cuddle
they want the sound, they they think they taz,
must be dumb or lazy
cadence coming mad, tryna get bands, remember when they thought i crazy
i don’t pay no mind i have patience
when a nigga take you to the dungeon
good ting she blush, she’s flustered
hit the pussy and it sounding like custard
buss then i’m sitting all comfy
kick her out then i’m back to the money
piff loud till i’m feeling all slumpy
i want a stack that’s big like coursework
opps hung drawn and quartered
pissed, peak mischief and all sorts
could never be a lawyer
i get a ring and i know that it’s business
my side ting she pink she elizabeth /
bop to the bits and it feeling like christmas
niggas wanna test
better come on correct
i be aiming for the head
time to ease all your stress
niggas need all the needles that you coulda get
stunting
evil kineval for reasons i said
what you be on, you neon, cos you niggas is bait
couldn’t be on, what’s you want?,
want my bag and my plate
i want food and the croutons, cus i’m tryna eat
in the 16 plate, moving larger than,
piff the gas hit like carcni-gen
never miss stacks for my cardigans
in a whip black wit the mask on em
wanna tark chat, then i’m after them
when a opp popped den im laughing den
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2. |
druggin
02:36
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[verse 1]
my bitch in red like she asuka
these niggas are mediocre a lot
i been druggin my nigga, dont wanna stop
shorty wanna ask me what my name mean, uh
firing akin to mac elevens, uh
burning your tongue like bad acid, uh
gimmie the smoke til i get cancer, huh
ive been flexing, oh ive been flexing,
yung nigga im burning my bridges
wont be accepted, i hate impressions
oh you been bested,
yung nigga gon fuck up this shit without no incentive
this shit was destined
[bridge]
Momma do you love me
I’m your son I’ve been druggin
I got holes in my brain
Don’t think I’ll ever recover
I think I love her but I be only lusting
[verse 2]
I got 20 muses making music and they’re asking “what the fuck are we?”
I carry the torch screaming next up
They dap me and tell me I’m blessed up
They’re acting them man are all extras
Tryna get freedom no question
Novus had me in feelings, now I get flashy like sequins
But they still deep it, late night brooding in the evening
tryna make guala when I’m leaning
Man can’t fold like cuff or creases
I’m tryna buss get bigger than Jesus
The ammy polluted the scene we at
She @ me but bitch we ain’t equal nah
They sleepy they weak they anaemic
Fugazi they fiending for features
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3. |
alone
02:22
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there's one
part of me,
maybe she'll notice,
She might see
and it's in my
decisions
this fake lens,
play pretend
it’s my process
She might notice
and I don’t wanna take you out
If you leave me again
Id rather see my friends, instead
Waiting with no clock on the wall
I’m like leaves in the fall,
waiting to get dropped down by you
There’s one part of me
I can’t shake it it’s in my bones
felt this before
I know, I know
What it feels to be alone
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4. |
i know what you want
01:50
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i know what you want
i’m in your head
(oh i’m in you head)
you leave me so hollow
every time i leave
i touch, i don’t feel (anymore)
oh, what could of been
oh, what could of been
oh, what could of been
(me and you)
i know what you want
but what do i need?
what do i need? (from you)
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5. |
sorry not sorry
02:28
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on a klonopin
i’m sorry not sorry,
Been a black sheep,
dad say don’t corrupt your brother again
l fell in love with big pharma
sidemen don’t want me to prosper
is it really a song by me, if a nigga don’t constantly tell you I’m druggin
oh he druggin again
tell your sister your brother your friend
i’m escaping i hate to be grounded
with a sweet one she tasting like roundtrees
i hit new strides now they all fuck with me
she said my sound slaps, i call that domestic
they could never blow, no nut November
a party don’t end when a nigga like speed
need a bad one, need a mugshawty
Yeah she got curves call her san-serif
imma buck Stone and we get a couple sleeves
I know about pills and they got me on my back
pry can’t quit with the humblebrags
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6. |
heartbreak
01:04
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7. |
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Im at an Impasse, blew past fast /
My memory and margins
waiting for substances
ten gold chains and the purses and wallets
I got scars, that you can’t find
And I got my mind screaming at me so I just can’t
overdosed on blackpills, I can’t trust no more
I’m on my way to the coffin, I can’t cuff no whore
and I rate I be I running I might end them all
they play with brother, banging shit like courts
I need trees like the florist,
you can’t see the trees for the forrest
another, tales from the sinkhole
Maladaptive dreaming
I don’t need to drop a tape, I already got a million
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8. |
stay w/ me
01:40
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she said, i was hung up
i’m floating with them
when they’re gone
she said, i don’t need you
i’ve found someone else
that i love
stay with me
i don’t want you to leave
stay with me
i don’t want you to leave
she said, i was hung up
i’m floating with them
when they’re gone
she said, i don’t need you
i’ve found someone else
that i love
stay with me
i don’t want you to leave
stay with me
i don’t want you to leave
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