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I need a girlfriend because I can jerk off my dick but I canāt jerk off my heart
Woah, deep.
Youāre the bad guy in someoneās story
Iām someone they admire Set the game ablaze, Iām an arcade fire Laughed at my rise like my motion was funny Yes, ashy to classy, my lotion is money The ride is easy when the dollarās there to grease the wheels Now everybody tell me what to do and how to feel It seems the more I try to connect with the world I am feeling more alone than I ever have felt before I wanna pick up the phone, ask my dad how to handle it But what will happen when my dadās not there to answer it? I try to clear my mind of thoughts that only slow me down Like when these niggas called me faggot and we homies now But we are not homies, I just keep you around āCause all your talkinā is the noise I need to kill the sound Of all these voices tellinā me no one can help me out We are alone Iām just the only one to figure out
They say music can alter moods and talk to you Well, can it load a gun up for you and cock it too? Well, if it can, then the next time you assault a dude Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I'll get sued See, what these kids do is hear about us toting pistols And they wanna get one ācause they think the shit's cool Not knowing we really just protecting ourselves We entertainers, of course the shit's affecting our sales You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail It's fucked up, ain't it? How we can come from practically nothin' To being able to have any fucking thing that we wanted That's why we sing for these kids who don't have a thing Except for a dream and a fucking rap magazine Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long Idolize their favorite rappers and know all their songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives So they sit and they cry at night wishing they'd die 'Til they throw on a rap record, and they sit and they vibe We're nothing to you, but we're the fucking shit in their eyes That's why we seize the moment Try to freeze it and own it, squeeze it and hold it āCause we consider these minutes golden And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone Just let our spirits live on Through our lyrics that you hear in our songs, and we canā¦
Sing For The Moment - Eminem
Listen here, I'll tell you my biggest fears You the only one who knows 'em Don't you ever go expose 'em This life is harder than you'll probably ever know Emotions I hardly ever show More for you than for me Don't you worry yourself I gotta do this for me They tell me life is a test but where's the tutor for me Pops came late I'm already stuck in my ways Ducking calls from my mother for days Sometimes she hate the way she raised me but she love what she raised Can't wait to hand her these house keys with nothing to say
J. Cole - Born Sinner
give cole his fuckin props
All we got
I guess the neighbors think Iām sellinā dope..well Motherfucker I am š„š„š„ One of my favorites š¤š¾
This motherfucker finally out
Motherfucker I am...
J. Cole | 4 Your Eyez Only
J. Cole -Ā Sheās Mine, Pt. 1
Most niggas donāt believe in God and so they terrified, itās either that or they be fearing they gonā go to Hell.
Change - J. Cole (via rapxquotes)
Real niggas don't die Form with the plot One-Seven-Forty-Five Form at the plot Real niggas don't die Form on the plot Hood niggas don't lie Form on the plot My niggas don't die Form on the plot Real niggas don't die Form on the plot Real niggas don't die Real niggas don't die
Immortal - J. Cole
I made it to the Roc, even though they tried to box me out I got the key to the game, they tried to lock me out But what they donāt understand is this is all plan Itās a bigger picture and you canāt photoshop me out Some nigga ask me why Jay never shout me out Like Iām supposed to give a fuck Donāt you know that I be out in France Where the fans throw they hands like Pacquiao Not cause my looks, cause my hooks could knock Rocky out And my lines is designed from the heart Young Simba been a lion from the start Dumb niggaās, yāall been lyin from the start My lifeās like a movie, truly And these niggas is dyin' for the part But, youāll never play me like LeBron vs. Jordan Twenty years, wonder who they gone say was more important Both changed the game, came through and made a lane Whoās to say that whoās greater, all we know, they aināt the same
Sideline Story
If I should die Lord this here is my will Reincarnate a nigga send me right back to the Ville Let me relive my younger days just once again Reenact my memories from every friend to every sin Keeping demons buried in my closet But yet I put in work like a deposit on my bank account My eyes lit while I think about my childhood now Im blanking out Those were truly my best days The only thing I had to stress was how the hell to get laid Gradually turn into me stressinā how the hell to get paid Been making songs so long, now how the hell they get played Ok, Iām blowing up quickly, I guess the flow is sickly But yet I canāt forget my past and hope it wonāt forget me Got good grades but A's canāt stop strays so pray for me Pour liquor for my niggas but hey, donāt wait for me Cause Iām trying to cheat death, she out to bury my ass You know the cliche ālife's a bitchā well Iām gon marry that ass And sign a pre-nup Think back to when we tore the skating rink up Rapping and we scrapping, we got older hit the teen club Gave mean mugs to niggas but we winked to all the girls Then we went back to the crib thinking we had saw the world No sir, came a long way from having momma chauffer Its hard to think these hoes at some point were so pure But now we play the game, when it's over send me back I swear Iām not gon change a thing I swear Iām not gon change a thing
Farewell - J. Cole
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Donāt save her, she donāt wanna be saved.