Izaguirre - XODO

I know i’m a terrible friend
You don’t have to tell me again
Heard rumors of im fucking your friends
Cap
When was the last time you’ve ever been there for me
Wording disrespect ever so carefully
When i die don’t you come to my family
That’s coming soon respect my vanity

Saw the walk up it was me
Potentially working for free
See that i know what the hell i be doing but if you look closer im weak
Cutting the world and my friends, if i could call them my friends
I’m betting when i do the deed and i drop thеm they’ll get mad and bring up their strings

Izzy is lеaving
Izzy is going away
Throw your hands up and do a lil dance he’s finally running away
Izzy is leaving
Izzy is going away
Wave one hand move and dance
He returns to the strays

Why can’t i ever grow out of my mistakes
You can do it and i’ve seen it happen and i’m proud of yall
The second i fuck up, not a word is said and whenever it’s convenient, you bring it up and say i’m showing a false face
Growth only applies to you?
Suck my dick




I’m sorry mom and dad i don’t know what the fuck i did
Breaking everything i touch
I swear i’m still a kid

If i talked to younger me i know he’d be mad as fuck to know things i did
He’d want off the grid
Don’t want him knowing in his life he put the steel up to his head and think of pulling threads

Twice to be axact

You work too hard for bread
You don’t sleep cuz looming danger makes you think of death
Always out of breath
Overweight most of your life and taught you don’t have strength
Be a man izzy
Grow some guts
Get over all these women that you terribly loved know you fucked up in all of em you forget how to trust
You don’t know how to talk so you scream at a microphone on your laptop
When it starts to feel a little unjust
Just know that no one will be there for you
Except-
Fuck
Fuck fuck fuck

I
How’s school
Tell me about it-
Nah fuck that
Let me tell you who you are and who i am so you can maybe adjust something
All your friends from school? they mean nothing
You kept like two or three but the rest either left or they died and died pretending to be something
Please dont go that route
You have to catch up to me someday
Too poor for college
Jobs they don’t want you
You’ll get outgrown and see your friends go without you
You will be just a memory to most and they’ll forget you
You have to be okay with that i know that’s hella pressure
And one day you’ll record this song, so treat it like a treasure
And if you want your life back, you need to start confessing

Nice to meet you

Izaguirre is a young 16 year old producer from Fontana, California. New to producing, most of his work sounds trasformative, varying over bunches of trap juiced – sample based beats. Adjusting to his true style, he seems focused on the low-fi hip hop production style