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Listen to the "Sad Mood" Playlist ♥ https://ffm.link/moodsad.OYD Rxseboy https://open.spotify.com/artist/1ScHz... / rxseboy Produced by Hayku / hayktyan / @hykuprod Static - https://staticvibes.crd.co/ Playlists - https://staticplaylists.carrd.co/ Anime: Sono Bisque Doll wa Koi Suru Lyrics for "End of the Year V7" by Rxseboy another year is coming to an end. i only dropped two songs and lost 100 friends. now people say i’m falling off like it was my intent. but i still got they girl throwing ass in my new mercedes benz. stop talking to me, lil bro cuz you ain’t saying s*it. making false claims on my name, no explaining it. buddy idolizes a tyrant, so there’s no saving him. let’s send him back to school, i think he needs to graduate again, damn. people’s egos are enormous. same type of people only worry bout the forbes’ list. and… while they searching for endorsements. the world’s gonna end, catch me laying on my porch b*tch. i used to blow bubbles like a corphish. now im at a show, with a shorty in a corset. thinking bout life, 3:40 in the morning. like “what is our reality if everyone ignores it?” i’m scared for 2023. i need a bunker, staying comfy with no company. wars getting waged. while the wage isn’t equal. now the pay getting lowered. and the drugs getting lethal. i lost a lot of great people to a tiny pill bottle. i don’t wanna make a sequel to a truth i can’t swallow. i should prolly pay the reaper to come take me out tomorrow. but i know to step back cuz even demons feel sorrow. and regrets. its hard to tell myself that they won’t ever love me less. said she really loved me, never said it with her chest. i be spending money cuz i hate feeling depressed. maybe i should save a little bit and go invest. but what’s the point if i don’t live long? wanna feel joy, but i end up getting pissed off. gotta get my bag up, write a couple sick songs. money do a cartwheel, rip to 6 dogs back in january, didn’t eat for six days. had a whole family saying i was b*tch made. a hopeless romantic, knew i had to switch face. asking bout my income, i l maybe we should say grace. 'cause i think you need it. stop acting so conceited. even if you never meant it. just be happy you were mentioned… in v7