May 29, 2019, 6:35 AM Sandwich bag of goodies Hope the officer don’t stop me just cause of my hoodie Hope that everything continues happening - just as it should be Youngin balling hard as NBA, but still seen as rookie Cookie soft sillys tryna book me It could be - love. But you’d rather put brook between You and I. Nice guy, but please don’t push me No you would die. And that’s not me being cocky That’s just the vibe Beast Coast it’s a jungle where you won’t survive You po a fo? They po a five. Just to keep it live-r Come to ya igloo and I’ll make it lava. Don’t do the gossip It’d really be best if you played dead like possum ‘Fore they ask who shot ya Roll the la la la - la. La la la La la la la la la Yeah Yeah Got the sandwich of goodies Praying that it continues happening as it should be Just keep it all goodie. Yeah yeah it’s all goodie Cool like A, but ay man this no boogie Just keep it all goodie Yeah yeah it’s all goodie. Man it’s all goodie. Yeah yeah it’s all, it’s all goodie. Yeah. Yeah yeah it’s all goodie yeah It’s all goodie Could he? They asking. Would he? Should he - blast him Trips to aspen. Feel the rush, it’s quite attacking No double backing though - I push forward and lap them Gasping - for air. Just cause I’m really there Pull down my cap - ain’t trying to be seen by the masses Only in-hale whenever the shadows entrap him Otherwise I’m equipped well. Nuts and washers. Strapped too like Denzel Man I’m on fire Rap king - address me right, sire Come with respect - grown from retrospective recollec-tions Provide my best shit for my section Flex, hit - a bomb on em, impact leaving famine and oppression No question Even when I’m late, spit 8 - more Even with my lesssss sentience Create destruction - Big Bang, I’m bustin The AKs is Russian, the problem is us minorities We go to war instead of uniting - fighting quarrels that seem trivial; that’s what they say At least when we do it is for residuals But Jay they ain’t hearing you. Damn My own family - what would happen, if we came candidly Instead of rage - sanity. Instead of pain that’s damaging Let’s get together - ignite peace For now - hold up your lights up please And roll the la la - la la la La la la la Got the sandwich of goodies Praying that it continues happening as it should be Just keep it all goodie. Man just keep it all goodie Cool like A, but ay man this no boogie Just keep it all goodie Yeah yeah it’s all goodie man it’s all goodie Yeah yeah it’s all it’s all it’s all

Jan 29, 2020, 7:23 PM Keep on fallin fallin Keep on crawlin crawlin (x2) Verse 1: Back at it, rock bottom yuh Like a crack addict, ain’t no doubt about it nuh Yeah I need more - need to see more - no detours. Or looking thru them peepholes I need it first hand. Beating myself up like I’m Deebo Cuz I be fiending, at the same time, wish I didn’t need it Wish I was satisfied with the white fence, grass green yeah But I need sand. Used to need xans Doing the Harlem shake, barter sanity for that hate. Nah I don’t need a plan I just want to forget, yeah Write these bars. Take it far - yeah put 100k on that lex F what you say - I’m up next I used to hang round the jects They used to aim at my neck One time they got way too close Had to say peace, just jet Why do I need the jet though? Well I gotta explore And I’m craving a lot. They don’t got what I need in stores Or on the block. Nah, I cannot pay with a sum Unless I got me enough, so I be slaving bruh... yeah Keep on calling, calling Keep on calling, calling That money calling calling Keep on calling, calling So I be falling, falling Keep on calling, calling It keep on calling, calling That money calling, calling So I be falling Into the same routines, same routines same old same old Praying e-v-e-ry week every week for that payroll payroll Cash - dumping that ash. Spitting my life to the masses Fast - hoping they last. Inspiring those who do cappin Don’t try to be pro or the baddest Just be who you be, smoke on some tree, really discover the “ME” Yeah that’s self. It helps whenever you show honesty Man honestly, I, don’t wanna be wannabe - a lie Sometimes be adding the V in. Victory Lap - tryna achieve it Richer than the opps - drop top speeding Shout out Jersey, seen some top notch scenics Ain’t sippin dirty - this 2/4/19 12:27pm Alc Clean, clear - only pronounce: small. Don’t guzzle amounts that’s large 8/5/2019 I’m on the hunt like a hound. These paws done ran through some ounce-s Pile as big as a mountain. Wow it seems so astounding But I reflect, and I object. To what was portrayed: slave to the image Now I’m just living. Tryna stack me some millions and keep it on hush Used to remember I needed a rush Now I don’t look at the clock til I’m done I’m too addicted I need to get some It's calling, yeah That money calling It stay calling, calling I be falling, falling So I be falling, falling Money calling It keep on calling, calling So I be falling, falling Fallen

September 18, 2018, 7:39 PM Feds at the door again. This time, I ain’t flushing (this time, I ain't) Go head bring more of them, we can get bustin (bust it up) Done seen the bars and cells (sales). Nah it never left (nah it never left) Had to get right, retelling the tales. Now we just ducking, yeah Peeking through the door again, it look like the Feds (x2) No I ain’t flushing. I rather start busting If they start rushin. They gonna start gushing Nothing to lose, so I ain’t flushing. Jump out the window, I'm running Run it up Run it up Run it up Run it. Speeding down the alley, off two addy, you won’t ever catch me My baddie just got done packing. She packing too, never lacking Backpack with secret compartment, smell-proof all over the baggies Black strap like it’s prophylactic. My tactics akin to magic Now you see me, now you don’t Send a message to the folks If you wanna keep up, you best bring the cheetahs, the helicopters, and the boats Just pulled off in a - damn. Couldn’t get the name. Couldn’t get the plate Bottle got like 5 xans - left. Should I go up and away? Really these rappers is bogus. Done really had feds at my door man Done really been through the commotion. Kinda hopeless, didn’t know where to go yet They going through all of the goyard Me, I’m flexing with goretex Please - you best be protecting your neck Sheesh - I got them like what’s next? Talk is cheap, all bets - off. If you can’t rumble with me God - I’m tired of these fake G’s. Pause Need ya to get off my meat. Especially all of the pork I’m not the one to extort Especially if I just snor-ted Do you want to go to war? Feds at the door again. This time, I ain’t flushing Go head bring more of them, we can get busting Done seen the bars and cells (sales). Nah it never left Had to get right, retelling the tales. Now we just ducking Peeking through the door again, it look like the Feds No I ain’t flushing. I rather start busting If they start rushin. They gonna start gushing Nothing to lose, so I ain’t flushing. Jump out the window, im running Run it up Run it up Run it up Run it

November 5, 2017, 9:20 PM Mice in the cupboards. Garbage the fragrance I cannot love her. Look how she made this I pop another, out of this hatred Hopefully I just, end up too faded Die. Why? Cuz my heartbeat too slow Or maybe arrhythmic, nights in the kitchen Burning my fingertips. Still carry heat like a militant Although the bars make me reconsider this Is this good enough? Is you feelin it I need another one, hol up - i just did this Memory slipping Hearing the crickets, audience looking distant Can’t see the vision. Ain’t acknowledging my existence I really wish that things were so different I really wish that people would just listen I really wish, I really wish. But I’m just fishing for opinions I really wish I didn’t care. I really wish I did this For the art, but now I do it tryna spark, blow up hit the charts Remember times I used to spark (spar), rapping with the bros Remember? Now they lost. Hit the road, left me in the cold Remember? Told me give my all. Ready? Here it go Everything in moderation they said OD’d, now I’m tryna see my way up out of this coffin Man it happens way too often. Withdrawing Forgive me for the pauses. Ain’t quite sure where my heart went Chasing highs, maybe like a plane it just departed The only thing that keeps me sane is my shawty But, I’m withdrawing Withdrawing Withdrawing Yeah, yeah, yeah

April 23, 2018, 3:48 PM Xanny for comfort. Keys for the numbing Trees in a blunt with - e when I’m sluggish Lean for the function. Can’t be with discussion Eyes on that low low. Feet right above inch Floating on last night’s high. I’ve been up since March of last year. Tryna past peers but now I fear That the lifestyle might not match With the plans I have for my dear. Might be taxidermic Dead it, at least, send a message to the biggest veterans Before I go, spread a lesson - don’t get your hopes up Generative creative, mechanic weapon with bolts son Lightning fast could be the flow Damn it who knows I could just Go.... Off Steadily doze Off. While pondering if I’m really ready to go. And if I do get it and blow. Am I ready for do- lo? On my.... Own? No... oh I don’t know I don’t know Guess that’s why I’m lost up in the rush, yeah in the rush... yeah in the rush I'm always in a rush (x4)

November 7, 2019, 7:47 PM Another day. Gotta get with it - I’m on my way That is the mission. I’m on my way I pour it - it’s pouring. Another drank. There’s no other way Yet another day (x3) Back to the school. Now we right back to the drool Falling asleep on this stool. Fighting the Z’s Fighting whatever is cool That is not me. I never fit in. Never been bullied, but ousted still. Packed in the skully, got ounces still. I’m on my bully, so back up - chill please. 12/20/2018 6:13pm Real peace - is what I’m search of. Ill life I done seen. Real life got me green. Hulking it - through the bulk of it. Staying high, keep my mind off the most of it. But still in my brain. Nothing will quite be the same. Off my leash. No I am not tamed. Shit got me insane. I pour it it’s pouring - this drank: I want to go blank. 8/23/2019 Probably attack it another day. I’m busy on grizzy - another day. Gotta get paid it’s another day. Another day. Gotta get with it (lit on x3) - I’m on my way That is the mission. I’m on my way I pour it - it’s pouring. Another drank. There’s no other way Yet another day (x3)

February 11, 2018, 8:33 PM I’m just so tired of constantly being tired and wired Fiending for fixes and trying to put out fires By lighting the fire. Not getting fired, still holding a job But will they hire? Will I make it? Who gonna supply ya? Just some of the questions that’s running all through my mind Just trying to find solace, still feeling soulless inside Remember gold on my neck, I constantly used to bite it Guess that was stress, which always seems to manifest now As a strong demon, one who always fights back I think I need a break but at the same time I think I might black Out. Feeling so insane. I think my mind’s packed And headed south. Spell it out. LIFE. Lately It’s Feeling Empty Maybe I just need to ride the wave like a jet ski Though they underestimate me, like an undertow It takes me. But will it ever break me? I doubt it Surf board swag, reaching heights that seem mountainous Huh, but I ain’t really quite sure about this Think it’s time to kill the dream. Enough with all this pouting And gouging at my heart. Looking for these verbs and nouns Pounding at the door - hoping I score. Hopeless - this war Is pointless. Just get a 9-5 boy and hold it No joking. Looking real soft, ain’t no need for any lotion Will I veer off or will I keep straight in my motion? Will he let the thoughts of these fake folk control him? Will the pressure mold him? Or will the mold continue building? Around his home: messy feelings paired with messy dealings. Sour smells in the air, something’s in the water. Hours flying every day, still ain’t getting farther. This ill emotion I’d rather not harbor. I think eventually I’ll want a son, maybe a daughter. But i worry my time will come, scurrying to the sun Just to find out i never won. I lost ya... damn. Yeah.. Man, man I’m just so tired of constantly being tired and wired Fiending for fixes and trying to put out fires By lighting the fire. Not getting fired, still holding a job But will they hire? Will I make it? Who gonna supply ya? Who gonna supply ya? (x2) With the fire, keep it proper like sires in nice attire So tell me who gonna try us. And who gon try to ride with us claim that they journey was the same, they minds can’t find equilibrium Huh stuck in delirium But we gon ride it out. (X7)

November 6, 2018, 6:56 PM (time frame: 2017) 3:14 AM. Been trying to get a piece of the pie since a caveman It’s been a long time, yet and still I keep raving Money cravings - evolved only to a young Satan It’s dark outside but I love it. The time’s wasted Sipping forties, cracking baseheads across they faces Now they smoking black tar, literally fading. And there goes Jay in black car, infinitely chasing. Women and these placements. Will I find love? Waiting. Til the fine doves fly. And the liquor needs chasing. For now I’m downing screwdrivers, the end - I’m tryna hasten. Wittingly placing - thoughts in a vault. Saying one day, yeah. Til coughs come to a halt. And my nose ain’t runny. Sometimes I seem so off. Wondering what God got for me. Mad cause I’m not scummy. Lift the mirror - think my mind been rummy. Cause we been sipping we been popping still - every night. Po up for the lost ones, it happens every time. Spill it on the ground cause they ain’t up in the sky. I’ll see you on the other side. Other side. Yeah, wherever that is./ I’ll see you on the other side - for better I hope./ I’ll see you on the other side - wherever that is./ I’ll see you on the other side - for now I’m just ghost./ For now I just ghost - A pound of the smoke. Round and around the sound profound for the most - part. Competing with Mo-zart - for rhythmic elop-ing. Hoping - I could at least get me a token. As I said just before. Sorry - night time it gets worse. Start repeating the verse. Cannot stress the stress enough. Got me wishing for hearse. Life a gift and a curse. Splitting hairs, with this O-C-D woe is me. That’s why I’m splitting nugs of the potent tree. Same time on the phone with G-O-D. Wishing that the other side was 3-0 feet away. Please don’t keep - me - away. That’s what I pray. Cause we been sipping we been popping still - every night. Po up for the lost ones, it happens every time. Spill it on the ground cause they ain’t up in the sky. I’ll see you on the other side. Other side. Yeah, wherever that is. I’ll see you on the other side - for better I hope. I’ll see you on the other side - wherever that is. I’ll see you on the other side - for now I’m just ghost. For now I'm just ghost (x3) Ghost Ghost Ghost