Author name: Aayusha Rana

That’s how it be happin’This for all my niggas trappin’ out abandoneds (This for my niggas)For my ladies on stage ass-clappin’Transactions, ’cause your momma need a mansionGet crackin’, put them niggas in a casket (R.I.P., man down)Can’t forget the shit they did to your lil’ brother’nem (Dead homies)Shed so many tears, lost a hundred friendsEvery […]

Pressin’ five ’til the pen, free my Aphex TwinIn the street likeI ain’t really tryna scrape that rim (Uh)Niggas be like (Like)“Ayy, bro, ‘member back when?” (‘Member back when?)Let it go, loc (Let it go, loc)I’m way too rich to be your friend (On the hood)I’m way too lit to let you dim me (Niggas

I promise it’s no love lostWhat that half acre house in the slums cost?If I gave it my all, probably fall shortTryna charge to the game? It’s a blood sportMic check, least that’s what it feel like“Slow down, sit tight”, what they tell meYou should try walkin’ light with two left feetDevils dance, prayin’ hands

Tears fall from the sky, mindin’ the hooligansI think I’m losin’ it, hope you’re along for the rideBuckle the seatbelt, so many want me to crash and dieWho can I call when I need help? Jugglin’ thuggin’ and passion and prideSayin’ it loud, like James, rollin’ the window down, ayyBro, do you gang bang? Yeah,

“To live is to be, like the nigga in the tree.”

I’m sorry, this directory is encrypted, please enter your cipher to continueAccess grantedYou have a hundred and thirty two documents and one audio logWould you like to listen? Pins and needles in my face, ICan’t trust my feelings anymoreShouldn’t have looked behind the veilThe whole world’s at war‘Cause they’ve be-been feeding us a fableSwallowing the

You know that I’d die for, I’d cry forYou know that I’d die for youYou know that I’d breathe for, I’d bleed forYou know that I’d breathe for youLet me see my halo, even though it’s painfulI’m prepared to loseYou know that I’d die for, I’d cry forYou know that I’d die for you I

It’s simple f-Ran on therapeutic-What is DMT and how could it help you access Youtopia?Everybody stick around because we’re gonna have some fun and look at this-I just wanted to try something new-Death-Ecstac-They’re under your ci—Get away! Get away!Call your doctor right awayFuck I think the question on everyone’s lips isWhat would you do for

Let’s motherfucking go-o-o Did my back hurt your knife?Do you think you’re bulletproof?Go chat shit all you likeYou and I both know the truth Plot twist, I don’t give two shitsAbout you or whether you existTrippin’ if you think there’ll be a happy ending Still alive but you’re dead to meThere’s voices in my head

Maybe I’ll just be fucked up foreverShould have figured myself out by nowAnd I don’t wanna tear myself open, noBut it’s hard to care when you bleed out So won’t you break me down, break me downMake me get betterI confess I’m a mess, some kind of errorWell, maybe I was destined to disappear We’re