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Rilès

rilesunday

riles

music

Produced / Recorded / Mixed / Mastered by me

LYRICS:

[1st verse]
Tchak tchak, motherfuckers don’t you know
I’m the only, only one who knows
I came in this book of shame
I ain’t talking Fifty Shades
But this rap game where I whip them all
Talking ‘bout that we’re banging our head on walls
But we still ain’t got no coins
No Mario, merrier we bros!
Everytime I spit a rhyme, Rilès convicted for crime
‘Cause I murder all of these niggas
And you say you’re a genius, the chosen of the chosen
Like a thousand other postulants
You say you’re a lyricist, you’re just blowing your penis
Got no bills but I got bars and balls
To kill every fakers, pretending to be seers
They might see that imma scare their soul
And imma sow their scars, already see them sob
Motherfuckers don’t you know I’m on?
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Damn another basic complaint about how these rappers suck
I’m praising myself but self-conscious I run, I run, I run
Where this shit is going? I don’t know but in my mouth a gun
I still murder my pray, Rilès in iron, iron, iron!
 
[Chorus] x2
I don’t know where this shit is going, hun hun
I don’t know that I’m not the only one
 
[2nd Verse]
I ain’t got no money, plus I ain’t got none of your contact
I ain’t got no priviledge, I am not white and neither black
I am just a frech-ass motherfuck- I wan’t some payback
Look at the work I did you see how many people give a fuck
A fuck, a fuck, they don’t give a fuck, they don’t give a fUuUuUuUuck
 
[Pre-Chorus]
Damn another basic complaint about how these rappers suck
I’m praising myself but self-conscious I run
Where this shit is going? I don’t know but in my mouth a gun
I still murder my pray, Rilès in iron, iron, iron!
 
[Chorus] x2
I don’t know where this shit is going, hun hun
I don’t know that I’m not the only one
 
[3rd Verse]
I don’t know where this shit is going, hun
I don’t know that I’m not the only ooooone
I wanna taste the cake, I wanna snatch the game
Freestylin’ with style and your blind and I’m more than insane
We all starving for fame, to end up like Cobain
When I don’t talk to them, I’m making too much gains
My mind’s free, my time not
I ain’t got time for games
I’m hating everybody, why?
I mean, I can explain
I see too many spoon-feed niggas proliferating
This ain’t a fucking competition
If you got no team to wash your ass
I really wonder what you’d be doing
But I’m blaming the industry for being caught in the trend, you know..
You know what I’m saying?
You know what I’m talking ‘bout?
I ain’t got no plays on my songs
I ain’t got no views on my videos
But I still fuck these niggas, fuck that!
 
[Chorus]
[Conclusion within the chorus]
Rilès : “I really don’t know..
But I am the only one”
X : “Whaaaat? Wha.. wh.. what ? Listen.. listen
You think you’re the only one?
You really think you’re the only one man?
Naaaaaah fuck that! You a bitch-nigga!”
Rilès: “I know there’s too many sharks in this game,
But imma be careful, imma sweep everybody else that’s gonna be on my way..
Ouh! And imma kill all these motherfuckers.”

VIDEO

Another Complaint, But (Prod. Rilès)

Billy Cocaine

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)

Fichu

Re Zero Opening 2 Paradisus-Paradoxum

I am not the creator of this song , it's MYTH & ROID.
 I don't own copyright. 

Music: Paradisus-Paradoxum by MYTH & ROID
All images shown are taken on : https://wall.alphacoders.com
i am not the creator of these pictures .

Re:Zero OP 2 Paradisus - Paradoxum by MYTH&ROID  (extended tv size)

Flex

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)

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)

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)

Django - Oiseaux

RILÈSUNDAYZ #16: 'A Happy New Year'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom
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LYRICS:

I wish you well
I wish y'all niggas well
Even if you don't like me
Even if you hope I fell
I wish you gon' be better
Stronger than what you hate
Put in work what you're thinking of
Living with no regrets
I wish you gonna wake the fuck up
Move your lazy ass up
'fore you be waiting another year
They wanna do it like me
Yet they don't understand
That I really forgot where's my bed

And I wish they'll finally pay me
80$ for a show, nigga what you think?
Thinking I'm a fool cuz I'm underrated
2K17 I'm ready no one's foolin Rilès
Can I do it?
Of course I can
I wish y'all ready for all my crazy-ass plans
You see me growing
I know you like it
2k17 I swear you gonna feel it baby

I wish I remain insane
And won't listen what they say
I wish I remain insane 
Nigga we ain't the same
Cuz I fuck with myself
So I'm ready
Cuz this year's about to get down
I hope you're ready
Imma show them, still on my own
Baby don't care what they say
I can easily fuck 'em all
Happy new year hatin' ass niggas
Y'all have a lot on your plate now
Baby don't care what they say
I will easily fuck 'em all
Happy new year hatin' ass niggas
Y'all have a lot on your plate now

I wish you'll stop listening with your eyes
Again turning your greatest resolutions into lies
I wish that all these radios will finally realize
That the internet gon' take over if they keep playing trash
I know you want that money but, just, please make up your mind
The  culture is way more bigger than all these industry clows
Major part of your audience is 6th graders
The rest moved on to Spotify
Talking to French radios
Wake the fuck up it's my time
heyy
It's all about the gravity
All about the gravity
yem I say
heyy
Cuz I know the secret
Yes I know the secret

I wish I remain insane
And won't listen what they say
I wish I remain insane 
Nigga we ain't the same
Cuz I fuck with myself
So I'm ready
Cuz this year's about to get down
I hope you're ready
Imma show them, still on my own

Baby don't care what they say
I can easily fuck 'em all
Happy new year hatin' ass niggas
Y'all have a lot on your plate now
Baby don't care what they say
I will easily fuck 'em all
Happy new year hatin' ass niggas
Y'all have a lot on your plate now

iTunes

A Happy New Year (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #20: 'In the Jungle'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)

LYRICS:

"Hey, hey, hey, hey
Listen.. you're too crazy nigga
You better stop now
You better stop..
Let me tell you something;
When you dive into the wild
You can find death
You can find love,
Better think about it twice
Cuz we all think 
You gon' be gone"

Listen I ain't going back
Look what I did
Look what you've done
I guess I made the right choice
When I ventured
In the Jungle
Listen I ain't going back
Look what I did
Look what you've done
I guess I made the right choice
When I ventured
In the Jungle

I'm 'bout to turn up every city
I do it for the real ones
real shit
real maafaka, hun
Lost 15lbs since the Rilèsundayz
Before I live like a king
Gotta work like a slave
for the music
Way
Never lost, nah
Couple of months
Rilès on tour, yah
King in my city
Ain't no debate now
Let me wipe all the bullshit they all left on the sife
And I bounce when I feel it
Master it then, done.
I ain't from Miami
I ain't from the Westside
Coming from R-city
Headed up to the Jungle
And you still think I'm mad..

Listen I ain't going back
Look what I did
Look what you've done
I guess I made the right choice
When I ventured
In the Jungle
Listen I ain't going back
Look what I did
Look what you've done
I guess I made the right choice
When I ventured
In the Jungle

Oh lord I need all your strengh
I need the time to get back in my palms
Oh lord I see all the snakes
I see the vipers and I see them hoes
Oh lord I need all your strengh
I need the time to get back in my palms
Oh lord I see all the snakes
I see the vipers and I see them hoes

Now I can understand what he said;
"Welcome to the Jungle but you might lose yourself"
3 days no sleep and you think about death
"Rilès why you're getting pale?"
"Why you're looking so strange?"
Don't worry 'bout me
It's all in the head
Don't worry 'bout me
I'd better do it
It's all in the head
If I'm getting sick
It's all in the head
Welcome to the Jungle
It's all in the head..
So everyday Imma still bounce when I feel it
Master it then, done.
I ain't from Miami
I ain't from the Westside
Coming from R-city
Headed up to the Jungle
And you still think I'm mad..

Listen I ain't going back
Look what I did
Look what you've done
I guess I made the right choice
When I ventured
In the Jungle
Listen I ain't going back
Look what I did
Look what you've done
I guess I made the right choice
When I ventured
In the Jungle

Oh now I ain't going back
Look what I did
Look what you've done
Yes  I made the right choice
When I ventured
In the Jungle
Oh now I ain't going back
Look what I did
Look what you've done
Yes  I made the right choice
When I ventured
In the Jungle.

In the Jungle (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #27: 'Alive'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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"Hello Rilès, how you doin' now?
I'm not used to calling you
Feels like we need to talk
I went through your latest lines 
And saw suicide
Tell me that I'm wrong 
Don't tell me I am fucking right"
I said "I'm alive"
I'm alive
I'm alive
Even when I'm weak I told you it's gon' be alright

"Hello Rilès, how you doin' now?
I'm not used to calling you
Feels like we need to talk
I went through your latest lines 
And saw suicide
Tell me that I'm wrong 
Don't tell me I am fucking right"
I said "I'm alive"
I'm alive
I'm alive
Even when I'm weak I told you it's gon' be alright

Read it better
Though you might read it well
Silence is killing me
I resurrect
Those who really know me
Know I got strength
Mind of a Shaolin
Shapen in steel
Ouhhhh
They don't want to play my shit
They don't want to see me win
Bouwhouwhouwhou
You're thinking that makes me sick?
To the point I'd kill myself?

"Hello Rilès, how you doin' now?
I'm not used to calling you
Feels like we need to talk
I went through your latest lines 
And saw suicide
Tell me that I'm wrong 
Don't tell me I am fucking right"
I said "I'm alive"
I'm alive
I'm alive
Even when I'm weak I told you it's gon' be alright

Wait, wait, wait
I don't really trust ya
Is you really ok
Can I believe your lies?
Wait, wait, wait
I don't really trust ya
Lately you've been so strange
I just want to know more
Listen I ain't even got time for it
Trouble is calling but phone is on silent
25 more, I'm killing the game
You got the message if I don't reply it
I got all the keys but ain't no lock on here
Often feeling blessed but in the Vilain's realm
Maybe I'll come up if I just disappear

"Hello Rilès, how you doin' now?
I'm not used to calling you
Feels like we need to talk
I went through your latest lines 
And saw suicide
Tell me that I'm wrong 
Don't tell me I am fucking right"
I said "I'm alive"
I'm alive
I'm alive
Even when I'm weak I told you it's gon' be alright

Alive (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #29: 'Away'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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Bitch niggas saying it's luck
But I which I got some
Spending all my money but that shit don't work
Tell me what I've done wrong
Trying to record all my thoughts but that shit so slow
Damn..
the fuck I did wrong?
Everything was fine but, nope, again
You're sending me another gigantic golden stick in the wheel
You see the fight but you can't see the struggle behind the scene
If only you knew how much pain is hidden behind your screen
Ay man, I'm not rapping for you to be all worried 'bout me
But Honesty and melodies are really all I can give
You see my hope, down
Slow, nah
Kemosabes try to lift me up, you down
You can tear me down everyday you fucking cunt
Hello problems let me tell you something you don't really want
I know that..

One day you'll go away
One day you'll go away
One day you'll go away
Before I go away

I'm sorry if you hear some popping noise sometimes in the recording
I just bought that new computer with all my savings and that shit's not working properly
It keeps on crashing
I lost like.. 40 dope-ass beat sessions
Lot of recordings
Mom's turning deaf too
But at least I can make beats in the A.M.

Friends on the phone told me "Trust the maktub"
Can the maktub fuck up its rendez-vous?
Shut up man, bad luck's already on you
Walk on black cat under ladders while you're
Breaking mirrors, 13 'brellas in stud
Trust your feelings, flair the fakers' parfum
Don't get fooled by clovers luck is not true
Me, myself and I's always the best crew, ouhh

God gave me sundays
To fuck up the game
You can't ignore the name
R-I-L-È-S 
Forget the accent
Zinedinening your face
God gave me sundays
To fuck up the game
You can't avoid the flames
My head's in a mess
Still doing my best
Just cuz I know that

One day you'll go away
One day you'll go away
One day you'll go away
Before I go away

AWAY (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 #32: 'Love The Way You Dance'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom

LYRICS:
Tell me what's your spell
I love the way you dance
Yes, I'm faded with my friends
We love the way you sing

Back the fuck up
Slow the fuck down
I cannot be insane
She told me "Don't fall in the trap"
It's too late
Tie me to the pole
I won't ever do what I did
Right cannot feel my eyes, my ears
Nor my self
Swimming in a ocean full of blood
And my tears
Tell me where the hell has gone my good sense, my feels
If I do it
I did it
Imma do it again

You're not stronger than them

Ya know, it's up to you
Amaze me's what you do
Sex and singing in tune
Sirens coming for you
I know, it's up to me
Nervous, why am I watching?
Emotionless I be.. Wake me up 'fore I sin

Tell me what's your spell
I love the way you dance
Yes, I'm faded with my friends
We love the way you sing
Tell me what's your spell
I love the way you dance
Yes, I'm faded with my friends
We love the way you sing

Baby don't be scared
Adore me, praise me, beg
Stare at me before your friends
The pain will feel ok

Why you resist?
You can feel free
Finally taste what you seek
She told me to fall in her arms 'fore I knee
Beggin' my niggas to let me run to her sheets
Right now cannot feel my eyes, my ears
But them lips
If I'm neither drunk or high
What the hell is this?
Splatting colors in a place that seemed dull & dim
Then you forget that you're drowning deep
And indeed

You're not stronger than them

Ya know, it's up to you
Amaze me's what you do
Sex and singing in tune
Sirens coming for you
I know, it's up to me
Nervous, why am I watching?
Emotionless I be.. Wake me up 'fore I sin

Tell me what's your spell
I love the way you dance
Yes, I'm faded with my friends
We love the way you sing
Tell me what's your spell
I love the way you dance
Yes, I'm faded with my friends
We love the way you sing

Baby don't be scared
Adore me, praise me, beg
Stare at me before your friends
The pain will feel ok

Tell me what's your spell
I love the way you dance
Yes, I'm faded with my friends
We love the way you sing
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📷: James Pennie

Love The Way You Dance (ft. Rilès♀)(Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #33: 'EVIL'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
8 weeks ago death on my mind
The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
But it was just wrtten in Time

*Knock, Knock*
Who's there?
It's the sheitan motherfucker let's play
Sorry bruh I ain't got time for your tricks now
I got my people listening now
4 years in the shadow they were blind out
I thought I would never see the light bruh
Now you can finally wake the fuck up
Rachid, Laura, tell me how you feel now
Always chasing you for just a paper
Got love for you but you could've been first
Pushed me to the edge but never gave up
'Least I learned to never ever trust Trust
I can feel the change is real
I can feel you won't be me
I can feel these niggas 'round me 
Just want to be famous, still looking for their skils

K-Dot, Chano, Yeezy, Abel
Francis, Yoncé, Pusha, Timbo
Woodkid, Logic, Blake, Russell, Cole
Asap, Travis, Pac & MJ
Donald, Freddie, Banks, M.I.A.
Thanks to y'all I did not jumped off

The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
8 weeks ago death on my mind
The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
But it was just wrtten in Time

Ya, ya, ya
You can't tell me nothing
Nobody talked 'bout that shit as I ain't got a deal
And never took my songs seriously cuz I'm recoding bedside my bed
And now they're all surprised to discover my name
Fuck you, fuck the game
Fuck all your songs, Fuck your fame
Fuck, I'm wise enough to know the buzz will end
Thank you for the love but I've been used to pain
I cannot go out cuz I got songs to make
That shit is my life
For you it's just a phase
Yes I got more hits, you're not ready for them
Yes I got more beats, than I got problems
When I'm done with it
Get back to the paint
Thought I would end up like Gogh
but God said 
"Wait, nigga better stay
Remember what I said"

K-Dot, Chano, Yeezy, Abel
Francis, Yoncé, Pusha, Timbo
Woodkid, Logic, Blake, Russell, Cole
Asap, Travis, Pac & MJ
Donald, Freddie, Banks, M.I.A.
Thanks to y'all I did not jumped off

The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
8 weeks ago death on my mind
The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
But it was just wrtten in Time

EVIL (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #39: 'Snakes'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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Run motherfucker, run
Don't you slow down
No time for the past
When the present is doubt
Lotta shit to prove and looking behind is the trap
Oh the sand I see right now is only in my hourglass
Run motherfucker, run
Never slow down
No time for the past
When the present is doubt
Gotta lotta shit to do and looking behind is the trap
I was escaping the desert but they've been following my path
Oh
You won't bite me, nah
You can't bite me, nah
Got the pungi in my bag
Don't make me play for ya
Reality's not
Talking to you, why?
Maybe I'm stuck in the desert 
Caught up in a mirage

Off of me 
Off of me
Fuego at the tip of my fingers
Off of me
Off of me
Lately apples been looking handsome

Ohh ready for them rounds
Watch out on the ground
"Oh Lord.."
..he helped me too much 
So I won't bother him
No more
Ready for them rounds
Watch out on the ground
Oh Lord 
You helped me too much 
Now I got snakes jumping on me

Save me now..

Solo but a lot
Embrace my skin, you won't bite my eyes
Next step is the dogs
Damn I brace myself against the wild
Nerves remain in place
Underneath my dirty mule head
Damages on my face
El hamdoulilah my mind:
Safe.

Off of me 
Off of me
Fuego at the tip of my fingers
Off of me
Off of me
Apples never appeared that handsome

Ohh ready for them rounds
Watch out on the ground
"Oh Lord.."
..he helped me too much 
So I won't bother him
No more
Ready for them rounds
Watch out on the ground
Oh Lord 
You helped me too much 
Now I got snakes jumping on me

Save me now..
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Original photo by Paul Fuentes:  instagram.com/paulfuentes_design

Snakes..! (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #40: 'After the Darkness'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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After the darkness will come the sun
That shit I said was just a mistake
What if I burn my wings on the road?
What if I shut down lights by myself?
After the darkness will come the sun
That shit I said was just a mistake
What if I burn my wings on the road?
What if I shut down lights by myself?

I ain't got time for your pussies
Time for them hoes
Even if I love the way you dance 
I keep my circle close
Ain't no time for the critics
Tired of it all
Went from most loved to most hated without moving out of home
But fuck, I'm moving overseas
2018, NYC
They've been making fun of me
While I got meetings with JB
Getting out of my country
They were not ready for my shit
You want facts you gon' get them
So I'll be back with a Grammy

After the darkness will come the sun
That shit I said was just a mistake
What if I burn my wings on the road?
What if I shut down lights by myself?

Paris with my brother So'
And we're meeting CEOs
Rilès international
Labels be blowing up my phone
Empire's starting to grow
Females come but never go
Reading contracts all night long
A hundred times just to make sure
Nobody's fooling the plan, imma write it my way
California this summer, nah I don't pay the tickets
Alright, alright, it's all good, don't talk 'bout what's secret
Imma finish Rilèsundayz then you gon see it
Silence and I were friends
Fireworks made us lose the bond
Darling I figured out
Peace wasn't made for me at all..

After the darkness will come the sun
That shit I said was just a mistake
What if I burn my wings on the road?
What if I shut down lights by myself?

What if I burn my wings 
If I keep going
Cuz I couldn't stop 
When I had the chance
What if I do it right
And I shut it down
Ain't that enough to remain in minds?
What if I burn my wings 
If I keep going
Cuz I couldn't stop 
When I had the chance
What if I do it right
And I shut it down
Is that enough to remain in minds?

After the Darkness (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #41: ‘Understood’
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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I spent
One entire week without any rest
Without getting out of my room I know it’s all in the head
Always perfecting my craft
I’m not that far from the best
I understood the more you do
The better you know yourself
I understood the mind is bigger than the whole universe 
I understood I was afraid of failure, ‘till I got hurt
I understood that being rich was more of a state of mind
And I won’t ever be happy with money, ‘till it buys time
Aside of that, everything marvelous 
I level up, more follow us
They fear me now I’m lifting up
You’re hating when they’re loving us
Family first, I still assert
No fraud involved in none of us
I already knew that before the wave was taking off
And Imma die for my niggaz, they know
Imma still be there, even when I’ll take off
I don’t trust nobody cuz my body’s enough
Really understood a lot from the last several months
Imma die for my niggaz, they know
Imma still be there, even when I’ll take off
Not feeling impressed by millions anymore
Really understood a lot from the last several months

Don’t ever, ever leave your door opened
Weird niggaz tried breaking in and steal at fucking 3 A.M.
Gotta protect Mom and my sister before they face a gun
I met death twice
Don’t worry I can meet it again
Don’t ever ever let somebody say
“You can't make a music video without a damn budget”
‘Brothers’, 40$
10 million and zero marketing
Yes I came in this game like a motherfucking rat I said
Don’t ever give a fuck about cats on the internet
Starving for attention but your screen is not paying your bills
You work at a shitty job and your gently hating yourself
So when you go back home
@ at me if it cuts your pain
But the best I understood
Was I don’t need validation
I’ve been waiting for them blogs
‘Till I found out it’s all made up 
Negotiating everything
Paying for a piece of paper?
Making waves in my country
Yet I still got 0 portrait
Something you should know
And I got examples
Everybody was surprised after SEB’s support
I had 50 songs out and music videos
And everybody was like 
“Why I never heard ‘bout you?”
Man..
die for my niggaz, they know
Imma still be there, even when I’ll take off
I don’t trust nobody cuz my body’s enough
Really understood a lot from the last several months
Imma die for my niggaz, they know
Imma still be there, even when I’ll take off
Not feeling impressed by millions anymore
Really understood a lot from the last several months

I can understand, it’s on my way
I did understand, it’s on my way
I did understand there’s something wrong
Will it end up badly like it should?
I did understand, I can’t go back
So let me dare before I gotta die

Imma die for my niggaz, they know
Imma still be there, even when I’ll take off
I don’t trust nobody cuz my body’s enough
Really understood a lot from the last several months
Imma die for my niggaz, they know
Imma still be there, even when I’ll take off
Not feeling impressed by millions anymore
Really understood a lot from the last several months

Understood (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #42: ‘Dontreallyknow’
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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I got a thousand in my pockets
Paying drinks for everyone
Cabs on cabs, hands on hands
Long days, short nights
On the run
I’m not paying the hotel room
And I wanna see Sarah
Smoking blunts in the hotel room
Watching Rick and Morty high
I’m thinking

You don’t really know what you’ve been doing lately
I should focus more on finding who’s the real me
You don’t really show how you’ve been feeling
Something you’ve been working on
But it’s not always working out

Out of this world
But inside of my mind
I do everything I can to walk on the tightrope
Stuck in a paradox
One day I love you
The next day I’m chasing after them like Byron
I can’t fuck you cuz you’re way too beautiful
Beautiful
I don’t love you but I wish I could make love to you
All night long

I got a thousand in my pockets
Paying drinks for everyone
Cabs on cabs, hands on hands
Long days, short nights
On the run
I’m thinking

You don’t really know what you’ve been doing lately
I should focus more on finding who’s the real me
You don’t really show how you’ve been feeling
Something you’ve been working on
But it’s not always working out

Another day 
Another chance to fuck up this whole game
Another day 
Another shot to shut their mouth open
Another day 
Another hatin’ ass bitch on my way
Another dilemma rockin’ brown hair

Ok, ok, ok
I play with sirens, but this one’s different
We don’t text that much as I’m busy
She knows music’s fueling my silence
I’m not supposed to do what I’m doing
Will I ever give a fuck ‘bout some
Truth been lying ‘bout my direction
It’s gon backfire on my dumb front

I got a thousand in my pockets
Paying drinks for everyone
Cabs on cabs, hands on hands
Long days, short nights
On the run
I’m thinking

You don’t really know what you’ve been doing lately
I should focus more on finding who’s the real me
You don’t really show how you’ve been feeling
Something you’ve been working on
But it’s not always working
You don’t really know what you’ve been doing lately
I should focus more on finding who’s the real me
You don’t really show how you’ve been feeling
Something you’ve been working on
But it’s not always working out

Dontreallyknow (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #43: ‘Energy’
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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“Well..
Even in that deep misery
I felt my energy revive
And I said to myself
In spite of everything
I shall rise again
I will take up my pencil
Which I have forsaken in great discouragement
And I will go on with my writing 
From that moment
Everything has seemed transformed to me”

Fuck all your noise
Fuck all your noise
Imma scream louder than all of them boys
Can you believe it?
Of course you didn’t
Imma take vacations only when I’ll be gone
That is my choice
I love my choices
I’m hella sick but I still got my voice
Cruel summer in the vision 
So I’m making songs trying to bring back the shade of my force
Fuck all your coins
Talk all you want
If you got no strategy
We gon’ move on
Give me strength for the next months of my life
I got too many ideas
Not enough time
Not enough space but inside of my mind
‘Bout to hire my b for the customer line
I made 10K this week
I gave my momma 9
But the money won’t ever stop me from the grind

I feel it coming I won’t get no grace
I feel it coming I won’t ask for help
This summer’s already has a taste from Hell
Will I ever be the same
Oh baba, gotta be a man

Fuck all your friends
Fuck all of them
Don’t induce me in the trap for the fame
I’m lacking energy
You see my face
Don’t invite no more
I don’t pop the champagne
Fuck all your clubs
And the doormen
I don’t do showcases 
If you do, you’re lame
Oh you’re doing it ‘cause you had an advance
From a shitty label, now you need to repay
I’m talking to myself
That the only advice
I keep on losing weight
But it is worth the price
As long as you got hands, motherfucker you’ll write
I admit, I might have done too much sacrifices
But now they’re fucking with the name
Not everybody will like you anyway
Nah
Lot of bodies in my case
Got them in my pockets
Haters advertising me

I feel it coming I won’t get no grace
I feel it coming I won’t ask for help
This summer’s already has a taste from Hell
Will I ever be the same
Oh mama, gotta be a man

Now you can raise your hands
Give me powers for the run
Closer to the end
Will I touch the finish line?
Will you see what was hidden at the bottom of my mind..

ENERGY (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #44: ‘Ain’t Even Started’
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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Everybody wants to bite the piece of the cake
No, you won’t go ‘fore you got your name
Carved in minds of who you really praise
Everybody wants to take your seat forsake
You shall not go after you made it, man
No enough to get the man a name

From the bottom of the jungle
To the perfume of a blunt
Gotta quit the Remington
From the beauty of the sun
To the booty of my girl
I won’t leave you ‘till I’m done
I know I gave it lot of praises
But damnation feels like it’s fading away
I know I gave y’all lotta hard times
Thought my mission would end after 52 songs
Shut down the suicide doors
This is my life, homie you decide yours
Y’all know that Ye was my force
This ain’t my time I still gotta eat more
Y’all know that he talked to me
“Find a way to tell’em
Then you’ll go back to me” wut?
This is how it was supposed to be
I don’t want that shit anymore
Sorry Lord I’m more than just a puzzle
I know I’m running the risk
Won’t ever know what’s rest
Oh no no
I know I’m running the risk
Don’t you want me to dare?

Tell my family it’s just the dawn
Tell my homies I’m on my way
Tell my baby don’t say 1st round
Cuz I ain’t even started yet
Tell my family it’s just the dawn
Tell my homies I’m on my way
Tell my baby don’t say 1st round
Cuz I ain’t even started yet

Crooked mind
Shady ideas
Relentless will
Are perfect pieces for the bam bam
Time saved me many times
I always knew that patience 
would’ve been one of my best friend
You bungee jump
Me, marathon in this game
Better keep my pace on track
I run, run
This empire’s too young if you leave it 
I swear the foundations gon’ swiftly fall down
I know I’m running the risk
Won’t ever know what’s rest
Oh no no
I know I’m running the risk
Don’t you want me to dare?

Tell my family it’s just the dawn
Tell my homies I’m on my way
Tell my baby don’t say 1st round
Cuz I ain’t even started yet
Tell my family it’s just the dawn
Tell my homies I’m on my way
Tell my baby don’t say 1st round
Cuz I ain’t even started yet


Let’s
Beat the frame around the fakers
Not in your TV but will appear in your cabesas
Let’s
Be the ones you’ll always always notice
Leave a chance on the ground and Imma be there to take it
Let’s
Gain back the 20lbs I lost
And give my face its true color 
I’m sick of that dull
Let’s
Stay here till forever
Till he takes me
Back to heaven

Tell my family it’s just the dawn
Tell my homies I’m on my way
Tell my baby don’t say 1st round
Cuz I ain’t even started yet
Tell my family it’s just the dawn
Tell my homies I’m on my way
Tell my baby don’t say 1st round
Cuz I ain’t even started yet

Ain't Even Started (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #45: ‘MAILLE’
Song : Produced/Written (on an airplane)/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in NYC (Lyrics below)
Soon available on iTunes.
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I’m making this beat while on a flight, flight, flight
New York City, business class, alright, right, right
Don’t go there for holidays so why, why, why
Ain’t no secret nigga I just maille, maille, maille
Hotels, hotels, I don’t pay it’s fine, fine, fine
Started from my bedroom, see me shine, shine, shine
I’m gon meet Riri next week so why, why, why
Ain’t no secrets nigga I just maille, maille, maille

Paint the picture, think about it everyday until it’s hits you
Until your life is just a way to smack that vision
Blind like a racer, don’t look beside you
Keep on runnin’ without caring ‘bout the opponent
40 songs later I’m outside my content
All around the world my city I represent
I figured out I’m the first and the last one
Hey man, brake it down
We want to spend time with ya
I don’t spend it anymore, my clock account is overdrawn
Hey sis’, 
Never quit
They know who your brother is
You gon’ be exposed to lotta hypocrisy
Watch your friends

I’m making this beat while on a flight, flight, flight
New York City, business class, alright, right, right
Don’t go there for holidays so why, why, why
Ain’t no secret nigga I just maille, maille, maille
Hotels, hotels, I don’t pay it’s fine, fine, fine
Started from my bedroom, see me shine, shine, shine
I’m gon meet Riri next week so why, why, why
Ain’t no secrets nigga I just maille, maille, maille

Checks on the flight
Arrested 3 times
Interrogations, my look is not right
Scars on my face
Afraid of my name
Why you here for?
Bitch I’m here to fuck the game, up
Feeling wassup
Rilèsundayz’s location moving fast
Yet, still
Me behind me
Fire the engineer cuz I am mine
Thinking ‘bout every move before I sign
It is a game of chess, not a Simon
I’m not impressed by your racks or your mics
Man, I’d rather my mix, even if I go blind
Who the fuck is ‘front my face?
Work with him so talk like this
Got a really pretty face 
But I won’t remember the name
Who the fuck is on my dick?
Ouh you’re trynna be my friend
I’m to paranoid, you’re too nice
There’s something hidden there

MAILLE (Prod. Rilès)

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

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