what you on (prod. toprankin)

I'm Caught in a Trap

Hardgroove ghettotech type shit. You are now fucking with an "incredibly tapped in individual" type shit. On my mf mama.

NINE TO YOUR HEAD

Highway Miles are for the Brave

LikeKodak

Track 3 from Stick2ThaScript3 (2019)
Prod. by Young D

3.) 904 Lyfe

Empty, the town's so bare without your face
Feelings, don't crush them down in this space
Faded, perhaps I need a fresh restart
You'll leave, your blouse lingers in the car
Nonstop, all day and night those heavy puffs
Bags packed, with cash in heaps, the big stuff
Outfits, new chains and jackets dark as night
Ladies, masseuses, hookers in the light

The city calls me out into the streets (into the streets)
It's blue if no one gets their buzz complete (buzz complete)
Baby, tonight we won't meet up again
But memories from before will remain (will remain)
The city calls me out into the streets (into the streets)
It's blue if no one gets their buzz complete (buzz complete)
Baby, tonight we won't meet up again
But memories from before will remain (will remain)

Night drops, the drunk crowd says don't lose your cool
Cars flash by cameras, speeding like fools
I promised I'd come if I don't nod off
While traffic clears, and I stay on top
What breezes pull me back to those old ways
Home winter came early, freezing the days
Thoughts of you flicker, quick as a flash
Timer's on fast, she's here in a dash
Don't slam the door if you're out of sorts
Miracles easy, timed by reports
Highway no hype, she's rolling to me
She's in the know, on board, totally free

Empty, why does it feel so void and bare
I'll wipe your numbers, chats, feelings to spare
Oh these emotions, hate me if you must
But our boy's kisses for dad are a trust (a trust, a trust)
Empty, why does it feel so void and bare
I'll wipe your numbers, chats, feelings to spare
Oh these emotions, hate me if you must
But our boy (our boy, our boy, our boy)

Empty, the town's so bare without your face
Feelings, don't crush them down in this space
Faded, perhaps I need a fresh restart
You'll leave, your blouse lingers in the car
Nonstop, all day and night those heavy puffs
Bags packed, with cash in heaps, the big stuff
Outfits, new chains and jackets dark as night
Ladies, masseuses, hookers in the light

Empty

UK 🇬🇧 Techno 4x4 (Unmastered)

Upbeat folk/country song with a violin hook, great drum groove and a positive attitude

When Everything Else Fails

Andrew Lear