Rage

Madame

Jive Me - 120 BPM

Diaboliques

BIG TROUBLE

SURVIVAL MODE

PARADISE

Sometimes “I’m sorry” is the hardest thing to say.
This song is for everyone who’s ever wished they could take back a moment, find the right words, or just be understood.

“I’m Sorry” strips everything back — just a voice, a guitar, and a truth we all know too well. It’s not about perfection, it’s about honesty. Every note is a quiet confession, every lyric a bridge between regret and hope.

If you’ve ever wanted to say sorry but couldn’t find the words…
Let this song say it for you.

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I’m Sorry

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

iTunes

MAILLE (Prod. Rilès)

Lomepal 1000° (feat. Roméo Elvis)

Arven - l'amour crève dans les rues

Le labo

Tourne en rond

YouTube : http://youtube.com/0Riles

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

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PARADISE

Rilès

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