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by Wülf Boi

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1.
Escape 03:01
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I got a lot on my mind Mama, I need some time Just give me a minute I need some forgiveness I got a lot on my plate Mama, I made mistakes I can’t stay I need to escape Even in my room, I'm surrounded by the pressure skeletons in the closet, and demons up in the dresser Not saying this all just to impress ya I just wanna address it, and maybe make you respect it See I been kept up long nights on some what ifs Like what if all my time in this town has been for nothing What if college tuition was just a waste of cash And I’ll never make enough at my job to make it back I got some dreams right now, what if I can’t achieve them What I’m foolish to believe em I guess that’s in my name, huh, the warrior just wanna be famous Make a milli on tour bus, caked up Offa some rap shit, well, dammit I still got passion All I need is that, and I’ll manage But right now I’m trapped in this cycle, and I need an escape I’m off to Cali to seize my fate
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Grind (ft. Jakky Manuel & Benny Lou) 03:27
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[Wülf Boi] I be on my grind, I be on my grind [Wülf Boi] Damn it feel good to be a baller At the Olive Garden spent my last 50 dollars No scholarship, I’m saying fuck school to work an extra shift Still ain’t found another job yet, I guess I’ll never quit I daydream about show money and record deals I stay on grind like coffee beans for my breakfast meals I search for deals on Keurig pods and ramen packs Maybe I should start my own church to avoid the tax I’m making babysitter money on the side But on the way home I hit up five guys for some Cajun fries My wallets starving and dying, this a medical crisis But I can’t drive the ambulance, cuz I ain’t got no license Bank account dry as Mojave Work in the morning, drinking coffee, got no time for no hobbies I’m going crazy, I’m on the edge of going straight kamikaze Money make me feel like killing somebody, but I’m staying on my grind [Wülf Boi] I be on my grind, I be on my grind (Gotta get that work gotta make that work work) [Jakky Manuel] I'm on that grind, I'm on my grind I put in work, but only when I got the time You know I gotta get mine (check check check check) But I ain't selfish so it's fine Sometimes you gotta live like tomorrow you could die (tell me why) Live it up while you got the chance Flip the fucking switch so quick cuz shit happens fast Everybody's bound to sink and crash But what happens after the aftermath I don't know but you damn sure don't get half yo cash You don't even get half yo ass, bitch yo ass is grass (yaint yaint yaint yaint yaint) Ain't no argument That's the end of that so y'all can't say that I'm starting shit I don't wanna hear it, really I won't help you out I keep it live but best believe I'm never selling out (I don't give one fuck what you stupid mfers gotta say) [Benny Lou] Yeah, I got my nose to the grind stone Gotta get this money 'fore I go home Gotta put a diamond in my earlobe Yeah, I'm tryna burn one like a wood stove Leaves by Snoop in the studio Yeah we making history like romeo I'mma go wherever that this money go I'mma go wherever that this money go Your GF, she a groupie hoe Yeah, I'm tryna work, she tryna fuck me, though I'mma go wherever that this money go I'mma go wherever that this money go Grinding all night in the studio All these cards like it's fucking Yu-Gi-Oh I'mma go wherever that this money go I'mma go wherever that this money go
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Adult 03:31
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I try my best to not go quietly never leave the house in just one layer of irony Clothes clash violently, socks from opposing teams Thinking fame is where I'm supposed to be, but it's only dreams That's how it seems, like the system is rigged My part time job is now a permanent gig And the rents not cheap, that shit is too damn high Still relying on my parents, man, I can't lie But still I try, no matter what I make ends meet In a Dead end job, but I can't be dead beat Chasing dead presidents, so that I can eat Cuz if you ain't got that check, then you're just dead meat And I'm not bout to live on the street I'll keep chasing dollar signs with my own two feet But you know what they say about all work and no play I'm hoping I don't work my life away Welcome to the real world I always spend my evenings making music But this shit is so hard, Sometimes I question why I do this The truth is music biz is ruthless Even if you got the juice, chances are it's fruitless I should put the pen down, just throw up the deuces We all know that I can't pay the rent with just my two cents These are my thoughts when I'm going to write But I still find it in me to flow on the mic I guess I still have something to say Or maybe I've just got something wrong in my brain But I'm still making music, still reaching for fame Still hoping one day they will remember my name And I know it's unlikely, I'll take that chance But I won't stop till my album sells out in advance I won't stop till I'm platinum clad Till then I'll keep writing down all my thoughts on this pad This isn't anything new, I was just the last to find out Am I cut out for this shit? I honestly doubt I don't feel like was ready to move out, but I did I'm not an adult, I still feel just like a kid All of this has been said before Long before I ever even hit record I guess I never listened to the signs But let's forget the past and just focus on the grind
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kmart (interlude) 01:50
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I'm trying my damnedest But I cannot manage I need some faith in myself It's just a habit Getting lost in the traffic But staying here could hurt my health
5.
Names (ft. AnimePapi) 03:07
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[Wülf Boi] I-I-I-I-I-I feel like Travis Scott mixed with Travis Touchdown I think my works adding up now Bruce Wayne till sundown Then I hunt down every foe that come round Destroy evil like Bruce Campbell no challenge I can’t handle I dismantle any opposition Like Big Boss, when I’m on a mission I’m a bigger boss than Rick Ross I don’t walk around with the stick talk Bob Ross, with the happy trees I don’t paint pictures I slap beats Like ooh yeah my shit is really lit I’m giving you nothing but the lick like Adam Neely Vids Got my Hair dyed blond like frank ocean Since 8th grade I stayed in my emotions Pills and potions, Nikki Minaj single Imma slide in her DMs if Nikki Minaj single Man, Fuck a backpack rapper, word to ‘Bino Me and my two friends was in Atlanta, we A Migos Now my passport tatted up, like Lil Skies Lil Xan, Ski Mask, and 69 When them name drops happen I feel like brockhampton Cuz this brag rap so abstract When I go Joba necks snap crack Like jack jack wit the flame Wülf Boi been killing the game Like the game dropping some names I’m tryna top all of these names Cuz all these names inspire me To always try to be a higher me I’m don’t mean I’m trying to do what they do All I mean is to me: they’re proof That I can be successful doing my own thing Never compromise, make my own way [AnimePapi] Shouts out to PoleArm, we all know he next up Don't try to play us, we not no Alexa Y'all worried bout the sauce, and we got the elixer Belong in the Louvre, how we painting these pictures Y'all at a loss for words, but you can't click, search They want inside the lane but they just can't merge See you up and they crawling out the woodwork If I get another text Imma go berserk Y'all sinking like an iceburg, with the Titanic Gassed up like a lighter, everybody in a panic Poof, gone, one click, and you vanish Everybody tryna find out who the man is It's me, a hopeless romantic I'm hear with my woes, and emotions so manic I don't wanna hear it, can it Thoughts like a seed, plant it Oh dammit, world looking slanted My have to take it apart with my hands, then Throw it back together, while I'm on my feet dancing Everyone cheering, I feel like Ted Dansen Mixed with a little Marilyn Manson Or Mrs. Monroe, I'm the king of romancing If i'm not the shit, why these bills in my hands, then Counting up the money, while my queen doing handstands Rick Owens, these not Vans, Balmain on the pants Take her out to Cali when she wanna blow some bands Rapper money in my bank, not by chance I was born a star, used to play with pots and pans Do it for myself, and my little tiny dancer Locals hit me up, on my phone, I won't answer I don't got time for your silly little banter Y'all all up on my nuts like my last name planter
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Telephone 02:25
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This that “so much work to do” shit No caller ID, I’m like “new phone, who dis?” They Want in my studio, they want me to produce hits You ain’t getting shit for free if you ain’t in my crew bitch Too slick, like rick, ayy New chick, new crib, ayy Boosted, mic check, ayy do this for my friends, ayy Too ill in my head, ayy, but I’m doing just fine, yeah, I’m Just here for the ride, And I’m just catching my vibe, ayy Yuh, Like it’s Friday, everything feel sideways Tryna dodge these small fries, Brain feel like a fried egg Just try me, this an invitation to the world I’m fly as a bird, watch my wings unfurl Just call me on my telephone, yeah Just call me on my telephone, yeah Just call me on my telephone Just call me (and we all gettin' lit) (and we all gettin' lit, yeah) (and we all gettin' lit, yeah, we all gettin' lit, yeah, yeah) In my mania, please do not be playing dumb Imma be a star, you cannot that it can’t be done I do the most, I’mma tour from coast to coast Even if I gotta start by selling albums do’ to do’ Starting from the bottom Every album tryna capture lighting in a bottle Rappers think they fly, till I go and swat em Mighta been a dinosaur but now you just a fossil I got some apostles, so go back to playing possum And I know that chain is fake, so I better not catch you flossin And yes I think I’m awesome, at least I do for now But my mania has tendencies to go and loop around then, I’m down But I gotta work around it Losing my self worth, right after I found it But look how far I came, I’m astounded So imma try to stay high till they ground me
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Air 03:25
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My mind is in a state, cuz of time I never make My friends are making dates, I’m just making plans to flake I swear it’s not you, i just really got to Take some time to empty out my mind of all these thoughts, who Keep me in my feelings, Keep me making bad decisions Imma do something that regret if I don’t take a minute And listen to my body, telling me that I’m too stressed out 3 jobs and a student, I think that I need to rest now So I’ll be spending some time in my head Lie in my bed, cut the noise I need quiet instead It’d be a lie if I said, “I don’t wanna see you at all” That ain’t what this is about, not why I’m missing your calls I’m just too busy, is all, please just understand my motive Sometimes I even need some space from people I’m really close with I’m hoping that you feel me Cuz asking for time, is truly my Achilles I just need some air I just need some room to breath The walls are way too close to me I can't feel the space between I just need little air “Cheer up, we'll throw a party for you, an extravaganza Call up some friends, we can sit around and pass the ganja Or write a dumb song with twelve puns in every stanza Ain't nothing to lose, we can cruise until you find the answer” I think I'll pass, sorry if I seem weird I just need a bit of time to reflect on the past year I just need some time to be alone with myself Cuz lately I can't help picking bones with myself And maybe i just think that I deserve it I put myself through hell, cuz I think it will be worth it Come out a better person, come out with a degree But I think that would be missing the forest for the trees What I really need is passion, and lately I don't have it Nowadays it seems like I've been living on my mattress I need to light my fire, but I'm running out of matches So I'm just jumping in, and hoping somebody will catch this
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Konami (ft. Quel Loft) 03:41
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[Wülf Boi] Ups and downs, ups and downs Left, right, left, right, b, a, start Ups and downs, ups and downs My mind might tear me apart [Wülf Boi] Living like a roller coaster Feeling so bipolar Somedays it’s up and over Sometimes blowing Doja with the homies Never let no bad vibes control me And spit so broly Yet other days feel like I’m dying slowly Woe is me, write it in my poetry My brain up, down, left, and right, got the Konami code in me I’m just tryna grow this seed, reason I’m flowing, see? But anxiety is why my muse is playing hide and seek(Yayayaya) Willing to bet, every time I think I'm feeling myself I remember all the shit I regret, suddenly I feel like killing my-wait Don’t be alarmed, I don’t really plan on doing me harm Not really planning on buying the farm, cuz dying is last on my list I gotta spazz on this shit Gotta get Patec on wrist I gotta smash on a bitch I’m feeling so manic my brain in a twist But when mania stops, that is when depression hits Now I’m tryna climb out of this ditch I just wanna get back on my feet Searching, praying just to find some relief How the fuck do I deal with these [Quel Loft] I'm depressed, I'm obsessed with the mess in my chest Must confess, not my best, all that's left, unseen steps Of how to untie the knot, and tie together my brain Use my chair to block the door that holds the bane Of my existence, that's so resistant To only assistance, left the resistance Less than an instant, chasing exquisite Now my position, finish the mission Without any help or more supplies Without any airstrikes from the sky Without any cavalry saving my hide from beast and the minions arise You know what? fuck it, I can win this fight I found every single step to save my life I found every weak-spot of the bad monster No longer will I let it conquer Make it's new goal: help friends and foes Make sure they all know, that everyone goes through [Wülf Boi] I been having dreams but ain't getting sleep I just gotta get it put it on repeat I been having dreams but ain't getting sleep Do I wanna live caged or die free?
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rise (interlude) 02:12
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I rise, I fall I run, I crawl
10.
Devil 02:52
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I’ve seen the devil in my best friends The worst sins, I forgive and forget them Cuz I know he also lives in my head And everyday I just pray he keep silent It’s 4 am Hail Mary Mallon, and I’m manic Sweating in a panic, eyes buggin like Rami Malek Darth Malak, tryna bring me to the dark side Left and right brain on apartheid Friend in a hospital in Richmond Cuz she need assistance Depression almost took another victim Now she on prescriptions, to suppress him The one that told her death would be a blessing Now I’m stressing cuz of what I saw, cuz of what she said When I tried to help, she wished I was dead Cuz all these friends that want her alive Are traitors in her eyes, cuz we won’t let her die Was that really a lie? I’m sure that she was finding it difficult to survive But I’ve seen her highs, and I know she can make it out the lows But that devil doesn’t want to let her go Do or die, when I’m catching my vibe Asking me why I write, I’m tryna sort out my life Put all my shit in order I’m just here for the ride, but that ride keeps getting shorter Still approaching the border I’m in the corner gasping for air They see me dying they don’t understand, and ask why I care Why you letting shit get to you, life ain’t so bad Telling me I’m crazy like I ain’t know that I’m mad at the world, but really mad at myself for needing help Feel like I should punish myself, I need a belt Or maybe I think I should put that belt around my arm first Maybe then I wouldn’t need to feel the scars hurt Step back, I need to breath Feel my energy, about to go to TNT I know these feeling ain’t really me, no I know that my demons ain’t really me
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Slowdance (ft. Glitch) 04:11
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[Glitch] When things don't go my way I don't mind, I pay no mind When I make some mistakes I don't mind, that's life [Wülf Boi] All my life mental illness was a part of it Having issues with self-image from the start of it Talking friends out of suicide over home phone Anxiety sayin’ you don’t belong in your own home Little brother thinks that he’s crazy because he’s different Everybody struggles, and we all need some assistance Just try to be persistent, even if you’re at your limits We all understand if you need to take some distance That’s how it goes sometimes When your low sometimes You wanna deal with your baggage when you feel the decline But we can’t all deal with our shit without our friends If you can’t deal with your demons then shoot me a text Don’t forget to take your meds Don’t feel bad if your in distress nothing wrong with asking for help ‘specially when you’re depressed I’ve had too many friends checked in the psych ward So instead, please just talk to me a little more [Glitch] When things don't go my way I don't mind, I pay no mind When I make some mistakes I don't mind, that's life I love you, I love you, it'll be okay I love you, I love you, it'll be okay [Glitch] When I was 15 years old My sister said she wanted to die With a face so tearful I told her, "Baby, that's a lie" It's hard to say to someone how you feel My own mind going crazy, shit was real My family torn apart and we just had to deal What we were dealt Kinda surreal how bad it was Nowadays I don't really wanna die I just need some time to slack n Let some things ride 20 years ago My dad left my mom becuz he didn't know What a legend I'd be Or how cool I would be No he didn't understand And I don't care what you say At the end of the day The universe has a plan

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released October 24, 2018

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