produced by Tony C, mixed by John Henrickson

lyrics

[intro]
da-da-da-da, uh

[verse 1]
i just paid a visit to the doctor
said i’m feeling timid, i’ve really been getting hotter
face on pressure cooker, just like Betty Crocker, 
told RNs to watch her, while he gets some water, for me, yeah

the readings came back, like oh jeez,
they’re saying i’m on fire like the rhyming of an OG
i’m reeling from the heat
they gave me codeine, and morphine, but 
surely, the dopamine from love will prove rewarding
according to the songs on the radio, the single life unfortunately borders onto tragedy
but this all sound like sorcery, who am i supposed to be with?
when everybody already seems to be matched to a fit, shit

[hook]
i can’t think of when i last felt right
maybe back when i was being held tight
but how can i fix it?
when nobody kiss this
i’m anti love sick, yeah

i must’ve lied to my wives in the past lives, 
now i’m being chastised 
so how can i fix this? 
my body is listless
i’m anti love sick, baby

[verse 2]
haven’t been with nobody, in a hot minute
the ocean really empty for me, i don’t see no fishes
outdated like a method that is no longer efficient
all my hopes are dying, like they’re immunodeficient
from a broken heart i keel over into a casket
that might be dramatic, still, i get attached quick
you can just imagine, there’s drama always happening here

cuz i can’t think of when i last felt right
i’m a pisces and i keep making scenarios
i’ve been fantasizing with ‘em all night

but when the daylight arrives, i’m like, shit, here we go 
just another day to analyze all of my woes
i let the babies play me, like a strategizing coach
i’m agonizing over this, i know i do the most 

but my childhood the catalyst, it put me on this road 
it’s why i still romanticize the ones who made me cold
supply with me attention, and tell me what i like to be told
then we’re golden, even if your pyrite shows

this is an emergency, but i don’t need no police
instead i’m really pleading for flower petals on my sheets
this shit is simple, it’s not much that i ask
plus the doctor told me, love can heal me in a flash

[hook]
i can’t think of when i last felt right
maybe back when i was being held tight
but how can i fix it?
when nobody kiss this
i’m anti love sick, yeah

i must’ve lied to my wives in the past lives, 
now i’m being chastised 
so how can i fix this? 
my body is listless
i’m anti love sick

i can’t think of when i last felt right
maybe back when i was being held tight
but how can i fix it?
when nobody kiss this
i’m anti love sick, yeah

i must’ve lied to my wives in the past lives, 
now i’m being chastised 
so how can i fix this? 
my body is listless
i’m anti love sick

ANTI-LOVESICK

this album is about advancing ourselves. not the game or the culture. just a good album with good music. 

ellis d

neil "ndo" sammons - vocalist

myke kelli - vocalist/producer

jimmy park - executive producer/engineer

boathouse - engineer

eddie yuma - vocalist "track 9"

quentin becks - vocalist "track 9"

shawty roc - vocalist "track 5"

recorded at classik studio chicago il

all tracks produced (except as noted) by myke kelli 

out tha crib produced by radioraheem

In The Spirit Of Advancement And The Pursuit Of Dopeness

Thank you to everybody who made this possible. This is just a taste of what I'm hoping to achieve. I appreciate everybody who has supported me while I followed my dreams. All songs are prod ethvn and ft. ethvn unless stated otherwise.

Paak (prod. Mixtape Seoul)

Skid Marks And Pot Smoke

Something hard for once,
for inquiries : drek47business@gmail.com
all beats for sale/lease, free non profit use requiries "prod. DreK47" and soundcloud link to my profil in the describtion

" DOOMSDAY " hard melodic trap type beat (2 parts hooks/verses)

Change Is Possible (prod. By Amerigo Gazaway)

StayGroovy,
AnOriginalCopy.

Change Is Possible (prod. By Amerigo Gazaway)

Okayy! Lyrics

I’m like okay
In the whip bout to road race
Got a chick with some road rage
Drippin In dolce 
Yeah It’s my way or no way 
We doin a four way and hopped in the foray
Yeah this is my forte 
I’m lookin for more pay 
Work for my own wave 
Don’t like it then go away
Don’t hit your ass on my doorway 

I talk to this bitch imma fuck it up 
Murder that kitten a couple thots
Dishin these hits like a couple cups 
We in the cut we ain’t cuttin up

Take a good look at the picture admit You not gettin my mission my vision nah 
You are fake sleepin you peepin admit you 
deceivin you even with bitches uh 

Everythin mentioned thats fact 
Hope you not questioning that
Found my direction with rap
This shit be fun imma laugh 
Look at the dash we go fast 
Look at the tree imma crash 
Look at my region my bag 
That shit be empty no cap
But I’m still gooped up with that

I’m like okay
In the whip bout to road race
Got a chick with some road rage
Drippin In dolce 
Yeah It’s my way or no way 
We doin a four way and hopped in the foray
Yeah this is my forte 
I’m lookin for more pay 
Work for my own wave 
Don’t like it then go away
Don’t hit your ass on my doorway 

Why you always talkin like you know sum
You be lookin stupid you don’t know none
Waiting for someone to say I’m next up
Cause I’m bout to be just gotta stretch some 

205 to 128 I run it up
Yeah I’m Vibin where I step no sense in stressin up
Got a doobie in my pocket no one stressin us
Azi countin up the fans I’m bout to live it up 

I’m like okay
In the whip bout to road race
Got a chick with some road rage
Drippin In dolce 
Yeah It’s my way or no way 
We doin a four way and hopped in the foray
Yeah this is my forte 
I’m lookin for more pay 
Work for my own wave 
Don’t like it then go away
Don’t hit your ass on my doorway

Skid Marks And Pot Smoke

AKATD

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