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RILÈSUNDAYZ #7: 'Gotta Lotta'
High-Quality version on iTunes: https://goo.gl/k3pyMZ
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom 

LYRICS:

Listen..
Gotta lotta shit to prove
Lotta shit to say
Lotta motherfuckers really wanna see me dead
Gotta Lotta shit to do
Lotta shit to dare
Lotta problems all around me, you don't really care
Gotta lotta shit to see
Lotta shit to make
Lotta shit to live
And lotta rules to break
Lotta ass to smack
Lotta tits to grab
Lotta motherfuckers still be sleeping on my craft and..

I'M TOO BUSY GOT NO TIME
TO CARE ABOUT WHAT THE FUCK IS SO WRONG WITH
NIGGAS FIGHTING FOR THE CROWN
WHILE I BE LOOKIN' AT THEM FROM THE THROWN

Sak pasé? Sak pasé?
Lately my life's been a challenge
So pardon my French if I don't give a fuck 'bout your feelings
I told you last week what you hear, I did it all alone
Let me tell next week I'll release a hella video
I'm still editing the footage I can't trust no one
I tried to let them niggas do it, that shit was not fine
So listen bro when I tell you I'm running out of time
Look at me my nigga I can't even finish my lin..

I'M TOO BUSY GOT NO TIME
TO CARE ABOUT WHAT THE FUCK IS SO WRONG WITH
NIGGAS FIGHTING FOR THE CROWN
WHILE I BE LOOKIN' AT THEM FROM THE THROWN

Hold on, Hold on
Many talk but who got their shit done?
Got a mom and a sis' to  watch over 
Plus I got a job
Habibi, habibi
I don't let love in the plan
I made a lotta mistakes before
Me try not do them again
Rilèsundayz 'bout to blow up yeah they feel the storm
Solo, solo working it, solo getting coins
Droppin' a deuce on the game as they sleep on my songs
Zerma you said you don't know me but I'm all on your phone

I'M TOO BUSY GOT NO TIME
TO CARE ABOUT WHAT THE FUCK IS SO WRONG WITH
NIGGAS FIGHTING FOR THE CROWN
WHILE I BE LOOKIN' AT THEM FROM THE THROWN

Itunes

Gotta Lotta (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #15: 'Empire'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom 

LYRICS:

I work too much
I forgot to sleep
I don't really know what's so wrong with me
Guess I'm too loco
Though they're too steady
I stopped running for help
Made my own medicine
And they're all asking for the recipe
But where's your gut when I'm talking about the chapter 6?
First one is the Passion
Second is the Will
Third about the Talent
And Fourth Regularity
Fifth is talking strengh
Sixth sacrifices
But you already missing the third 
And the Second wasn't it
Cuz you do it for the likes
The intagrams and
The fame
But, nigga, your love for music is as strong as you can't play it
heeey

Living like a vampire
You did but Imma do better
In the game I got no brother
I take risk, you sleep, I kick, you click
I build an empire
Empire, Empi..
Empi.., Empire
No lie 
Admire
Let me put the game on fire
Empire, Empi..
Empi.., Empire
No lie 
Admire
Let me put the game on fire

My anxiety's stressin' out
Under pressure
No depression if I'm fine
Geometry's never been my thing
Why I don't understand why I always cross the line.. and I'm 
Ending up every single doubt
Me, myself and I, but you can come if you got ass
Plus you got a friend? Ouhh she really fine... nah
I'm sorry babe, finally I ain't got the time
Rilèsundayz first, I won't say it twice
Eating all these rappers then I'm shittin' on their grass
One hand for the slap
Five fingers for the fist
But you only got a song out
Why you're sounding like you quit?
sheeesh

Living like a vampire
You did but Imma do better
In the game I got no brother
I take risk, you sleep, I kick, you click
I build an empire
Empire, Empi..
Empi.., Empire
No lie 
Admire
Let me put the game on fire
Empire, Empi..
Empi.., Empire
No lie 
Admire
Let me put the game on fire

iTunes

EMPIRE (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #30: 'Blood On My Lips'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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Here goes another one who stood me up
Blood on my lips,
Don't make it run onto your shirt
Here goes another one who stood me up
Blood on my lips
Don't make me do what I don't want

Damn,
I see you're tryna fool me son
Is you niggas deaf or blind?
I told you once
Making me repeat myself
So you waste my songs
Could've talked about my babe
Or about that cunt
Niggas be all afraid to talk to me
Face to face
Fake your trace
Pace me for weeks then fade
Your fable's fake
and speech is vain
3andek
We know where's your basement bitch

Give me my money, money back 
I'm on a rush man
Our bullets going straight
They never swoosh, man
Youngsters be listening my shit
Fuck if I shook them
You made me quit the stud
So better run then
Give me my money, money back 
I'm on a rush man
Our bullets going straight
They never swoosh, man
I was in Paris for my money and a freestyle
but I knew I was too high to be a Frenchman 
hmhmm..

Here goes another one who stood me up
Blood on my lips,
Don't make it run onto your shirt
Here goes another one who stood me up
Blood on my lips
Don't make me do what I don't want

Many men
Wish death upon myself
Acting like they're not looking
But follow my steps
All you want is revenga since I left your business
It was the greatest decision I could've ever made
I'm hearing from others you do like to mention my name
Shit I've been wasting all this time cuz you stood in my way
Next time it's coming out your mouth my dick gon fill your chin
Don't make me pull the trigger on you
I know you got kids
Others be spitting their venim on some industry shit
"don't sign him"
"don't talk about this kid"
"too optimistic"
"dangerous for what we're in"
I'm crazy?
Nahh.. just a little bit

Give me my money, money back 
I'm on a rush man
Our bullets going straight
They never swoosh, man
Youngsters be listening my shit
Fuck if I shook them
You made me quit the stud
So better run then
Give me my money, money back 
I'm on a rush man
Our bullets going straight
They never swoosh, man
I was in Paris for my money and a freestyle
but I knew I was too high to be a Frenchman 
hmhmm..

Here goes another one who stood me up
Blood on my lips,
Don't make it run onto your shirt
Here goes another one who stood me up
Blood on my lips
Don't make me do what I don't want

Give me my money, money back 
I'm on a rush man
Our bullets going straight
They never swoosh, man
Youngsters be listening my shit
Fuck if I shook them
You made me quit the stud
So better run then

Blood On My Lips (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #31: 'It's Just the Beginning'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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Bitches blacking out at my shows
12 hundred selling out, no tour
Million plays with no videos
And it's, and it's
Just the beginning
Gon' tell my boss I quit that job
Beautiful women in my phone
Overseas fucking with my songs
And it's, and it's 
Just the beginning

You lose or you learn
You face or you turn
Never had a middle man
Cuz I can't trust no one
5 years ago been to a studio to record a song
Quality was cheap as fuck tho he said he was a pro
Decided to build my own in my tiny bedroom
Fuck how long it will take me to raise the money,
I knew
I had to be patient and work my ass off twice more than y'all
I read them books and watched them tutos
Aside of my 2 jobs
Sleepless nights to get this knowledge
And look at me now
4 years later I'm back and feeling stronger than ever
Y'all said I'll never be able to make it all by myself
4 years later look at all these people screaming my name
Yeah I got

Bitches blacking out at my shows
12 hundred selling out, no tour
Million plays with no videos
And it's, and it's
Just the beginning
Gon' tell my boss I quit that job
Beautiful women in my phone
Overseas fucking with my songs
And it's, and it's 
Just the beginning

My story's History
Not run by your rules

The old white man 
Cannot decide for youth

How many wish me to win
But hope I lose

Lot of you owe me my time back
Shame on me for being good

Trying to box me
You say I cannot do it

They just want me to rap
Then fucking shut it

Music videos
Yeah man, I all made them

African blood,
We're used to work everything

Back and forth in Paris
Talking, talking business
Tattoos Rilèsundayz
Shoutout to the real fans
Bringing all my niggas
And we turn up on stage
Fucklalife jumps in the crowd
And he be making

Bitches blacking out at my shows
12 hundred selling out, no tour
Million plays with no videos
And it's, and it's
Just the beginning
Gon' tell my boss I quit that job
Beautiful women in my phone
Overseas fucking with my songs
And it's, and it's 
Just the beginning

It's just the beginning
I plan everything since 16
I you didn't know
Where you been?
Wake the fuck up
It's just the beginning
Always turning thoughts into things
If y'all niggas still be sleeping
Wake the fuck up

It's just the beginning
I plan everything since 16
I you didn't know
Where you been?
Wake the fuck up
It's just the beginning
Always turning thoughts into things
If y'all niggas still be sleeping
Wake the fuck up

It's Just the Beginning (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #47: ‘Show Must Go On’
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)

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Oh my darling don’t you cry
The show must go on
Oh my darling don’t you cry
I’m feeling fine

Running away from the rift
Didn’t follow the way I was supposed
Now I uncover my wounds
And y’all aware of what you mustn’t know
Everybody knows the name
But you don’t know what’s inside of myself
I can’t wait for you to figure out half of that shit
And I’m ready to walk alone
Even on the darkest nights
Oh you left on the way?
Homie you been listening for your eyes
And I’m ready to walk alone 
Even on the darkest nights
“Passar bem, passar mal
Tudo neste mundo é um passar”

Oh my darling don’t you cry
The show must go on
Oh my darling don’t you cry
I’m feeling fine

“Hold on, hold on, hold on
I told you you were crazy
You better stop, you better stop..!
Oh.. oh you want death?
That’s what you want?.. “

Let us dare
Let us dare to do great things
My potential and my will always in sync
I ain’t getting really tired but just insane
Ain’t that what you said and wanted for this ‘17
I still got 50 beats down to get killed
And another hundred more that I won’t sell
But I produce everyday that’s in my genes
Pressure on my path I gotta meditate with Rubin

I’m sorry if I hurt you
Last week another fight
Anew Me vs. Me
But I was about to drown
Imma stop fucking complaining
And focus on my craft
And smash that finish line
And then fuck up all your minds

And I’m ready to walk alone
Even on the darkest nights
Oh you left on the way?
Homie you been listening for your eyes
And I’m ready to walk alone 
Even on the darkest nights
“Passar bem, passar mal
Tudo neste mundo é um passar”

Oh my darling don’t you cry
The show must go on
Oh my darling don’t you cry
I’m feeling fine

Show Must Go On (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #48: ‘NSFW’
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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“Hahahahaa
I told you
I told you the struggle is only starting
Believe me..”

Weed in my lungs
Weed on my mind
Why the fuck am I smoking like a Rastafarian?
Buddin’ the beat
Like weed in my brain
That’s why the tempo slowed down but got my mind overspeeding
And you’re deflecting
You got a thousand shit to do but you’re in her sheets
Your priorities fucked up
And lust is rising
You’re waking up every morning bemoaning what you did
You reminisce the time you wasted but cannot undo
You’ve been screaming “Don’t”, little Devil whispered “I do”
Push me and my trust, need to drink a tea with Badu
‘Front of your body, mine is struggling to handle
Way too much food for thoughts
And new philos for things that fool on you and your focus
It is all around yet makes no noise and got no shape
But damn, goddamn, I can feel it

And I still bounce between feelings baby
Troublesome times not safe for work
Got me going crazy, all night long
And I still bounce between feelings baby
Troublesome times not safe for work
Got me going crazy, all night long

It has the finest ass 
I won’t talk about the face
If you look into its eyes
Lust will put you on your knees
It’s starting with a sight
Then it’s all over your psyche 
Don’t try to shout it out
You will turn into D.O.C.
Noxious
Hades wants to bathe me in his fire
But Rilès got it all over his arms
So ladies don’t tear my clock all appart 
When this chronic got me wildin’ on your body
Ouh
Well, I’m dancing with the Devil
In the stud
It’s ‘bout bad consequences

And I still bounce between feelings baby
Troublesome times not safe for work
Got me going crazy, all night long
And I still bounce between feelings baby
Troublesome times not safe for work
Got me going crazy, all night long

Hey tell me who’s this guy from Porlock?
He’s running around my bedroom and my house
While I’m on a trance for a song
And yelling “nigga down! I got bitches, bong, Ballechin and fun!
Booty, bums, bigger than a Bible, believe it or not!”
Oh
I saw all the songs I want to sing
On the same day they forsake cuz I saw you
Is it you? or your friends?
Or your family? fans?
“Nah yourself”
Issa fade away with no return
And I wont pick up the phone till I get them back
My lines

Yeah I still bounce between feelings baby
Troublesome times not safe for work
Got me going crazy, all night long
And I still bounce between feelings baby
Troublesome times not safe for work
Got me going crazy, all night long
And I will bounce between feelings baby
Troublesome times not safe for work
Got me going crazy, all night long
Bounce between feelings baby
Troublesome times not safe for work
Got me going crazy, all night long

NSFW (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #49: ‘Una Vez Más’
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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History repeats itself
With the blood and with the hate 
I don’t like to see that face
When you say once again
“Que será, será
(La) Noche pasará
Sin importar que llores o te rías
Que será, será
(La) Noche pasará
Sin importar que te mueras o vivas “
Oh
You lose faith and faith is losing you
Your love faints under hate’s uppercut
You keep on singing the same old song
Once again you’re throwing bits of hope

History repeats itself
With the blood and with the hate 
I don’t like to see that face
When you say once again
“I finessed the proof
And it’s the truth
Your try for peace is just a vain
Attempt to dilute the hate, the rage, the pain, the pill
The people track & try to cheat
Cuz I traveled all around the fear
Defended flaws and feels
Followed the foolish way
Now freedom’s so dumb
I don’t believe in nothing but the bitter taste of yesterday.
Yeah the hopeless song
Is swiping strong
Cuz nothing changed
And nothing won’t 
We think we care
Indeed we don’t
We gon’ forget and swap the same mistake
‘em dollars, add them genres
Races, religions
Perks and burdens
Pride to worsen
Worships, words to dust
And there’s the world I’m watchin "

“Que será, será
(La) Noche pasará
Sin importar que llores o te rías
Que será, será
(La) Noche pasará
Sin importar que te mueras o vivas “
Oh
You lose faith and faith is losing you
Your love faints under hate’s uppercut
You keep on singing the same old song
Once again you’re throwing bits of hope

Tell me, oh tell me
Why’re you not leaving this world?
If it is so fuckin bad
Let me handle you the gun
And
Now you’re looking down
Triggers shutting many mouths
Focused on the bad
When shit goes down you switch your mind up

Your philosophy is oh so fake
Innocent and guilty ‘front my face
Fatalistic, son you fake a self
Tearing feelings down so you’re feeling high
Colorblind like Logan It’s ok
Golden tissue to cry it’s ok
And you talk the most
Just to say the less
Next time keep that grief
to your fucking self

“Que será, será
(La) Noche pasará
Sin importar que llores o te rías
Que será, será
(La) Noche pasará
Sin importar que te mueras o vivas “
Oh
You lose faith and faith is losing you
Your love faints under hate’s uppercut
You keep on singing the same old song
Once again you’re throwing bits of hope

I told you “let us dare”, no matter what
Fugit tempus
This ain’t no fantasy, nah it’s my life
Hallelujahs
You know the hair, the fire, the boy, the style
Djazaïrias
I’d be a millionaire if my account
was in Dinars
And you see, they all shake
When a jigga like me breaks
The industry suddenly st-t-tutter
Back to back to LA
Heading to the VMAs
Imma see those imma m-m-murder
But ain’t no pimpin’
Money savin’
Jigga said I gotta save it and invest it latter
Ain’t no great win
Without great pain
That’s why I’m pushing my body to the limits, further
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Una Vez Más (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #50: ‘No Sleep’
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my hotel room (Mondrian Hotel, West Hollywood) (Lyrics below)
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Hey darling,
don't worry 'bout me when you say

"Baby please go to sleep
Know what you really need
Slave of your fantasies
You keep on grinding, grind..
But the day I'm most afraid of is close to you
If you keep on tricking the night you gon' fall down
Yes you're bold, yes you're strong but not invincible
When your body 'gainst your mind cannot follow the song"

Honey don't worry 'bout me
I'm more than what you're thinking
Shapen amongst the kings
I won't turn tail for Satan
And they say Rilèsundayz gonna bang you up
I know.. what's the point? I'm foiling backpedals
I won't.. fall asleep until I end the run
Nights & days, days & nights.. what's the difference now

I trade my sleep for achievements, now I'm dreamin' up
For some it's the hustle, and for others it's just luck
It's 4 a.m. in LA when I'm writing all that stuff
I watched the sun falling asleep
I'll see it waking up

Waking up, waking up..
I'll see the sun going up..

No Sleep (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #51: ‘CHAMPION’
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
Soon available on iTunes.
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I did it for the challenge, always close to tumblin’
I can’t believe I’m almost done man what a battle and
The worst is yet to come as I did deviated plans
He’s knocking in the studio since #46 I’m late
It’s bigger than the music, weirder than the Piri Reis
It’s been 268 weeks I’m obsessed with it
So let’s say whatever the fuck will happen, will happen
Amiran for the trick, and damn I’m really feeling no regrets

OK, get this done
Look up
Don’t look back, and run
He’s gon hurt you for your guts
Fight it like a champion
OK, get this done
Look up
Don’t look back, and run
He’s gon kill you for your guts
Fight it like a champion

And I jumped off the cliff, landed in Maïa’s hands
If I had to start all over, I would do it again
Cuz I, live with no regrets, no doubt, no I wish I did
When Rilèsundayz is done, it’s gon be the beginning
Try to test me
Thrill me
Not a lot impress me
Love me
Hate me
‘Least you won’t forget me
Curse me
Bless me 
I’m already blasted
It took me lot of years of training 
And I will no waste them
Westside, Indies
All my people listening
Mix it
Bounce it
Talk with the quality
Drugs & dark rings
I’m awake since last week
Cautions, warnings
Should I pay attention

OK, get this done
Look up
Don’t look back, and run
He’s gon hurt you for your guts
Fight it like a champion
OK, get this done
Look up
Don’t look back, and run
He’s gon kill you for your guts
Fight it like a champion

Stunting on your traps, gave a lotta indications
Somedays I wish I could tape yo lips so watch & remain silent
It’s gon be the end on time, if time’s allowing to finish
Wanna guess the words I’ll say
But you won’t find the tale into ‘em
You won’t give in  to
Numerous favors
I know it’s hard to 
Live like a hermit
All those sacrifices
It was worth it
Last but not least 
So end it with style and

OK, get this done
Look up
Don’t look back, and run
He’s gon hurt you for your guts
Fight it like a champion
OK, get this done
Look up
Don’t look back, and run
He’s gon kill you for your guts
Fight it like a champion

CHAMPION (Prod. Rilès)

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OBOY - Cabeza

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Prod/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered/Video Edited by Rilès

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Blood On My Lips (Prod. Rilès)

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