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Rilès sundays

GANG

Joke - Majeur En l'Air ( LaSmoul remix )

VIDEO : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HkO4cOo6ckE

VIDEO

Willy Wonka (Feat. paulina & Jafé) (Prod. Russ)

Produced by Metro Boomin & DJ Spinz 

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Ty$ - Know Ya ft. Trey Songz [Prod. by Metro Boomin & DJ Spinz]

O'BOY - SALOON

produced / recorded / mixed / mastered by me in my bedroom

[Verse 1]
I came in this game like a motherfuckin' rat,
Like I was starving for thingS I never thought I could have,
I gave you all I got!
Now you talk behind my back?
I ain't a time-philantropist anymore.

WHAT?

You came to me like a little child,
I brought you up, fed you and gave you all of my time
I taught you all I learned, lended you what I earned
Without me nah you ain't even a piece of shit, you turd

[Chorus]
Yesterday we were brothers, oh now we're enemies!
Understand I'm no longer, numb and my time ain't free
Yesterday we were brothers, oh now we're enemies!
Understand "fuck your eager", yeah you been too greedy

[Verse 2]
You don't know shit about how to start the game
Not the same level, struggle, sacrifices, pain
Ayo! Ain't no questioning about who is the best
You better not test,
I am Gatsby, you're the guest. YES.

[Bridge]
Wanna snatch my dreams
Imma be your worst nightmare, yeah
Don't play with fire
Holy water's in my hands

[Verse 3]
And I don't care if you do, you don't
Distinguish what I'm saying
Many meanings in my texts but I swear this shit no fiction
I wrote these lines cuz it releaved a big part of my pain
It will never be the same, nigga I will still be yelling!

[Chorus] 
Yesterday we were brothers, oh now we're enemies!
Understand I'm no longer, numb and my time ain't free
Yesterday we were brothers, oh now we're enemies!
Understand "fuck your eager", yeah you been too greedy

[Bridge 2]
BROTHERS.
ENEMIES.
NO LONGER.
BELIEVE.

[Chorus]
Yesterday we were brothers, oh now we're enemies!
Understand I'm no longer, numb and my time ain't free
Yesterday we were brothers, oh now we're enemies!
Understand "fuck your eager", yeah you been too greedy.
Yyyyyyyyyyyyééééééééééé

MUSIC VIDEO HERE :  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hHOfd7tWZtA

Cover by Leon Scott-Engel + Reworked by Rilès

BROTHERS (Prod. Rilès)

Lotso x ODIE - Señorita (Vykk Rework)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #1: 'OHMAMA'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom

LYRICS:

Ohmamama, Ooohmamama..
Ohmamama, Ooohmamama..

Bitch, why you wanna love me?
10 months ago you were betting my defeat
Thinking I was too crazy for the shit that I'm in
Now you're sendin' me snaps of you and your tities
Talking to me like "Wassup, wassup, wassup Rilès!
I need an instrumental, can I record my text?"
They wanna be friends, personnal interest
But my hustle ain't free, and my talent is less
Wanna be me, they don't fuck with themselves
Wanna beat me , yeah I've tried but I failed
Trust me.
"Whaat? He French, he rappin' in English?
Who the fuck he is, what is this?"
And I say:

Ohmamama, Ooohmamama..
Ohmamama, Ooohmamama..

Haters, turning into friends
And friends turn into enemies
Problems come along with the fame 
And It's just the beginning 
If you see me less
It's 'cause that I'm doing more
I'm different I don't need your labels
Move on, I don't waste time anymore
No more..

Bitch niggas sayin' "it's luck"
I'm making it worth 'cause I'm putting in work
'Fore I be the best, I was probably the worst
Gotta thank all of your wack rappers raising my thrist	
Saying shit like "Listen, listen, listen I know"
But you know the least, why you're talking the most?
Afraid of my dreams cuz you gave up on yours
So go talk to my advisor if it is for pesos 
Hmar..

"Whaat? He rap, he produces and mix?
Who the fuck he is, what is this?"
And I say:

Ohmamama, Ooohmamama..
Ohmamama, Ooohmamama..

Itunes

OHMAMA (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #2: 'Should I'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom
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LYRICS:

Why I wanna stay when they all leave?
Should I smoke your alcohol or drink some weed?
Shit, I'm confused, what the fuck Imma sayin'?
On your pussy Imma go super sayan.. sayan!

Should I stay sober until the end?
Should I get wasted until my mind's erased?
Even though reality gon' slap me straight
It's hand might break got too many things in my head, my head!
Should I make a song, or should I make three more
Should I be the best, or should I be the one
Should I stand still, or should I, should I run
My left hand got the keys, but the other got a gun
Should I feel a doubt when I'm watching the news
Should I fuck with industry or should I refuse
Should I tell everybody I love, "I love you"
Should I wake my problems up or should I hit snooze

Why I wanna stay when they all leave?
Should I smoke your alcohol or drink some weed?
Shit, I'm confused, what the fuck Imma sayin'?
On your pussy Imma go super sayan.. sayan!

Do I really need to fuck her now?
My mind's tricking my body on Negrita
I know what I gotta do to make her cry
Should I stay tonight, or should I say goodbye,
Goodbye
Should I love this girl? no I won't even try
Should I feel ashamed? no, but should I feel proud
Would I be the same if I wasn't that high, nigga
Should I be earthbounded when my head's in the sky
Should I be generous if I wanna be liked
Should I be omnipresent to keep up this psych
Should I be the first, or should I be the last one
Should I fuck up the game, or should I win this fight..

Why I wanna stay when they all leave?
Should I smoke your alcohol or drink some weed?
Shit, I'm confused, what the fuck Imma sayin'?
On your pussy Imma go super sayan.. sayan!

Should I (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #3: 'Earthquake'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom
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LYRICS:

[Intro: Rilès - speech]
In spite of all their warnings
I know what I have to do, and I know I have to do it
Because the universe is by my side, and I'm not afraid to get hurt
As I am a punching bag ready to embrace defeat and disappointment 
The pain of regret is something I'll never know
Because while a lot of people are governed by their fears and habits
I, am governed by my heart, and my dreams.. 

BANG

OOOOOoooooOOOOOOOOOooooooOOOOoo

How can he beat the game?
How can he spit them flames?
How can he dare go solo? nah, man he's insane..
How can he make them beats?
How can he do the mix?
How can he do shit on his own? man, tell me..
Listen, Imma prove they were all wrong
When they told me all these dreams won't last long
Time is running soon I'll be dead and gone
So fuck outta here I'd rather walk alone
Yeah, yeah, war ready, better watch your back
Right now, oh, many corny, fakes and wack
Rappers, I'm 'bout to fuck this game no hack
Watch out I'm back
Watch out I'm back, back, back..

OOOOOOoooOOOOOOOOOOoooooOOooOooo

How can he never quit?
How can he be the shit? 
How can he do the trick with these weekly classics?
Yes, Imma fuck them all
Yes, Imma give'em raw
No, I ain't got 30 dudes behind my songs
Because I learned everything from scratch
In my bedroom everyday, everynight
I was enclosed while you were having fun
Window shutters I must not see the sun
Until I finished mastering the song
Pro Tools is cracked so this shit takes too long
Ok, I'm done, let's get back to Reason
Five beats a day for the whole summer long, long, lonnngg

OOOoooooooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOoooo

After the darkness will come the sun
Mama don't worry I got you now
Pendulum still running for my life
Imma prove them, then away I'll fly
I'll be the rising sun
I'll be the clouds and I'll be the dust
Pendulum finally took me down
But I proved them, now away I fly

Earthquake (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #4: 'Drop It Like it's On Fire'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom
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LYRICS:

Drop it like it's on fire
Do it like this, never seen before
Drop it like it's on fire
She got that -♥- and I want some more 

Look over here, 
Watch over there
All them niggas at the party under your spell
Look in the air,
Watch it goes low
And you know how to do it 
Yeah you do it like woah
And she bounce that shit
She drops that split
She got everybody wondering "What's that trick?"
Oh that girl so slick
Plus her peach so thick
I call that 'confidence'
But others call that 'bitch', hey
Show them how to run it
It's your time baby girl don't stop it
Imma give it to you
If you keep shaking like Beyoncé

Drop it like it's on fire
Do it like this, never seen before
Drop it like it's on fire
She got that -♥- and I want some more 

Can you do it?
While I'm under?
We can try it out and workout together
Imma be sweet
But I can be tough
Imma make sure you get what you deserve
Don't tell anybody
Keep it on the low we leave the party
No one's at home so please be crazy
No we ain't about to sleep I hope you're ready
Show me how you run it
It's your time baby girl don't stop it
Imma give it to you
If you keep shaking like Beyoncé

Drop it like it's on fire
Do it like this, never seen before
Drop it like it's on fire
She got that -♥- and I want some more

Drop It Like it's On Fire (Prod. Rilès)

From the "Crumbs" series.

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Four

RILÈSUNDAYZ #5: 'For Mama'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom

LYRICS:

On my life,
I'm tired of those men who always make you cry
I say, on my life
I ain't talking love, I'm talking about cash
I swear, on my life
I ain't talking love, I'm talking about cash 

I'm tired of your lies,
Why you're drinking everynight?
Never heard you pray before
And why they're knocking on our door?
Wanna take the studio
All my sacrifices, no
I can't believe it's happening 
But shit is real and life is mean
I see all the pain on your shoulders
I know you wanna take the gun
Mama, I'm gonna fuck this game up
They'll all remember who's your son

I swear, on my life
I'm tired of those men who always make you cry
I said, on my life
I ain't talking love, I'm talking about cash

Let's go downtown, it's been a while
Another court that's our lifestyle
Always pushing back that deadline
Pendulum still runs for my life
No, for now, sir we cannot pay
Once again we need your delay
Problems been with us for too long
But I know soon they'll go away
away..
I see all the pain on your shoulders
I know you wanna take the gun
Mama, I'm gonna fuck this game up
They'll all remember who's your son

I swear, on my life
I'm tired of those men who always make you cry
I said, on my life
I ain't talking love, I'm talking about cash

For Mama (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #6: 'U Better Listen (My Own)'

Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom

LYRICS:

"Yo, yo, Rilès you good?
yeah, yeah, yeah, ok, ok..
I saw your songs.. you know, I like that shit
it's cool, the vibe is cool.. 'Brothers'.. yeah yeah
I like 'Nowadays' and shit.. yeah it's cool, it's cool..
So, humm..
You know I make beats.. I think I can make beats for you,
Let's make a project together,
Let's make a song or something like that"
 
WHAT?

Hey, I can do my shit alone
Yay I said, on my own
I can do my shit alone
Yay I said, on my own
My own, My own
My own, My own...

Ok, you make beats
Ok, you made that
Ok, you think what you do is really 'freaking hot'
Oh you work with him?
He a copycat.
And 'cause we're from the same city I should work with ya?
Nigga, who you thought I was? No, you ain't the one.
I got hundred motherfuckers like you on the phone
Wanna work with me only once I'm blowing up
I've been making beats for 6 years
But you for a month
I don't fuck with yall beggar-beginner ass niggas
We ain't on the same grind
Not the same hustle
Been trynna get acknowledge by the great ones
WHY EVERYBODY'S SLEEPING BUT THE REAL ONES? 

Hey, I can do my shit alone
Yay I said, on my own
I can do my shit alone
Yay I said, on my own
My own, My own
My own, My own...

Ok you know my shrabs,
But who the fuck are you?
Lot of rats in my city but this ain't nothing new
Ok you got the cash,
But where's your brain at?
You're recording in my studio but this shit wack
They be comparing me
I was not made twice
There's just a lot of wannabes and many look-alikes
English my second tongue
Yet, I got better lines
There's just a lot of wack mcees and many lazy kinds
Ayyyy
I'm giving melodies to niggas who can't sing
They rap over type beats and their flow preheated
I'm releasing the song of the year, every week
I'm tired of yall, Imma just go my way

Hey, I can do my shit alone
Yay I said, on my own
I can do my shit alone
Yay I said, on my own
My own, My own
My own, My own...

U Better Listen (My Own)(Prod. Rilès)

Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom 

RILÈSUNDAYZ #8: 'I Do It'

LYRICS:

I do it for my dad
And I do it for my mama
I do it for my shabs
And I do it for my sistas
I do it for my city
And I don't forget Africa
I do it for my hoes, 
My thugs, my bitches, my gangstas
I do it for the best
How could I forget my haters?
And I do it for my uncles they told me 
"da fuck you doing here?
Better have you degrees, masters!"
Thinking that I go nowhere
But I don't wanna be no one
Been working like a Trojan, man!
I know, you know, we know
Rilès is not the only one
yay
By myself I don't need your prod
I don't want your beef, your bitch and your buzz
Always for my bros, my niggas, my blood
Never for the fuzz, they shootin' my cuz
I wanna bring the peace, but can I be bad?
This shit is for me, for you and for us
I do it for the streets, and for the suburbs
Plus I do it for the passion
And I do it for the patience
No I'll never forget the pain from this fight
I do it for my family
I do it for my family
I do it for my family
That's why.

Why o why? 
Why o why you ask?
I do it for my mama, why you take aback?
Ohh
Why o why? 
Why o why you ask?
I do it for my baba for his sacrifice
Why o why? 
Why o why you ask?
I do it for my khey, I know they got my back
Hmm 
Why o why? 
Why o why you ask?
As we're about to build and you're about to crack..

.. Ok, ok, ok, ok you do it for your family and shit, that's cool,
but don't tell me you don't do it for money bruh

I don't fuck with their money
And once I got some it's for granny
Buy a plane for my niggas, we leave for Mexico city
For now we ain't rico tony
Be wise chico ain't no worry
Time is money so we hurry
Akhi bzef I'm too busy
Yay
Brother, brother, brother
Don't call 911
I'm about to spread that fire
Halle-halle-lujah
Tell me you see me now
We've been hidden too long
You know, we've never seen the sun

I do it for the patience
No I'll never forget the pain from this fight
I do it for my family
I do it for my family
I do it for my family
That's why.

Why o why? 
Why o why you ask?
I do it for my mama, why you take aback?
Ohh
Why o why? 
Why o why you ask?
I do it for my baba for his sacrifice
Why o why? 
Why o why you ask?
I do it for my khey, I know they got my back
Hmm 
Why o why? 
Why o why you ask?
As we're about to build and you're about to crack

MUSIC VIDEO

I DO IT (Prod. Rilès)

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

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