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Produced by: Jonathan Marquez
Mixed/Mastered by Daniel Braunstein
Creative Direction by Brando(instagram.com/manbrandler)

A Very Emotional EP (2016)

[Verse 1: Azad Right]
Been together for some years now, it's getting harder
And it feels like we've grown apart farther
The thought of you unhappy has me caught up, I'm in my mid twenties
And my confidence is low, I've been running on fucking empty

For too long, I ain't trying to start a fight
It's just hard to accept I ain't buying you what you like
But you don't really care, you appreciate the thoughtful shit
Recently, I've been dodging your calls on some awful shit

Cause every time we go out, you the one that pays the bill
How you think that make me feel Real shit, it makes me iLL
You rub my back and tell me, chill have some patience
Keep doing what you love and eventually you gon' make them mills

I love you, there's nobody else that I'm as close to
But as a man, I should be standing on my own two
So forgive me if I'm coming home late
It might feel like I'm running in place but I've been working babi

[Hook: Senidah]
I've been working all night long
Can't you feel the passion burning so strong
Hope it makes you proud
Hope it makes you proud

[Verse 2: Azad Right]
It's unconditional, I always give you all my love
But what if i'm not the star, that you thought I was
Then I remember that we're family and you got me regardless
I'm talking whether or not my money is tall enough

Seems like success has evaded me for my whole career
Still you make me feel good about my small wins
Surprising me with dinner and the coldest beer
Letting me know, no matter what, you'll put your all in

I swear everyone needs somebody like you
A caring woman that embodies the truth
We've had our fights but I've never had a problem with you
You gave me life, it ain't right I need to watch the way I'm talking to you

Yeah, cause I couldn't imagine a life without you
Girl, I feel like I know everything about you
You really hate when I flake on our plans
And I'm sorry, but I'll say in advance that I've been working babi

[Hook]

Make You Proud Ft. Senidah (Prod. By Cazzafura)

Lyrics:

[Intro]
Yeah
Let me talk to y'all for a second

[Verse 1]
First off, let me say I have respect
For all the 9-5'ers that be slavin' for a check
I used to be that little motherfucker at Panera Bread
Washin' dirty dishes prayin' for another pair of legs

I was standin' eight hours at a time
With a nice hot shower on my mind, man that's all I wanted
I learned a lot workin' with a bunch of convicted felons
I'm talkin' real OGs that'll split your melon

But as time passed, we all got mad cool
They heard my first tape and said I was "that dude"
I still remember havin' minor problems at school
This big motherfucker followed me to work, went berserk

Butt hurt cause I shit on his whole rap crew
My co-workers said "he ain't gonna attack you, unless he tryin' to fade me"
And we could get it G
And if not, you should let it be, homie I work

[Hook (x2)]
They sayin' "yo, where the hell you been"?
I ain't seen you in a minute damn, now you got a Benz
Now you got a crib, shit how you get them ends?
Damn son, yo I thought that we was friends
Homie I work

[Verse 2]
In '07, me and Rai was workin' Patty's Pizza
About a year before I started slangin' bags of reefer
Yeah and we ain't know nothin' bout cookin'
So these dudes had to teach us and we wasn't really slackin' neither

In the beginnin', we was supposed to be deliverin'
But that fell through and I think it was deliberant
Yeah, probably cause we acted like some big clowns
Showin' up late and givin' everybody discounts

Man, I probably took a pizza home every night
I got some crazy shit, yeah I tried every type
I swear the place was losin' money, shit they had to
I was straight loungin' on my phone up in the bathroom

That's until this one chick went and snitched on us
Showed her true colors, turned into a bitch on us
But I ain't got no regrets, I had a lot of fun
Eatin' good and stackin' 'til our pockets numb
Homie I work

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I was makin' dirty money for a while
Shit is wild, if I told you about the drama goin' down
But I'm proud to say I caught a break in 2008
Started workin' at the label, learned about the game

Yeah, I had braces at the time
So I know they wouldn't never take me serious as an artist
Instead I built relationships and stayed up on the grind
And armed myself with knowledge that I couldn't learn in college, uh

But I still went to school, I had that ambition
And when I graduated, boy I made that transition
Strictly music 'til I make it
And when I say "make it" I ain't stoppin' 'til the world see my damn vision

Come to life, I ain't one to quit
I never blame nobody else cause I ain't damn sure the one to bitch
So tell the haters they can suck a dick
I ain't gonna stop 'til we fuckin' rich
Homie I work

[Hook]

Work (Prod. By Cazzafura)

Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Azad Right]
I believe in people, I believe in karma
I believe we're all equal cause one day we're all goners
Uh, the inevitables round the corner, must I remind you?
Man, what you leave behind is what defines you

So I try to create a moment with every moment I got
Making music til I'm uninspired, that's the moment it stops
Obsessed with my past wish I could go back to them days
Pictures might fade but those memories I'm taking to the grave

Not quite living the life I imagined
But shit that's what keeps me doing, I live for a challenge
I just take a couple hits of green when I slip outta balance
And remember the promises I made while I sip out the chalice

Boy, I'm a thoroughbred 90s brother, grinding since a snot nose
Wildin' with the homies, we was dodging all them pot holes
Moms ain't have the money to cop the polos and the Jordans
So my thirsty ass stole em, man I had to fucking rock those

Spent way too much time running money schemes
Looking back, that shits a funny thing
Yeah, ain't it ironic that you can't take it with you
But you can't live without it, I can't wrap my head around it

My father gave me independence early
He took me out my element and let me make my own mistakes, it might not sound safe
And shit, I know that he was worried
But he put his faith in the universe
That shaped the way I view the world

His foresight allowed me to grow as a man
Had to make my own decisions, without ever holding his hand
And for that I'm forever grateful, I know you can't replace experience
The first hand theory's so serious, point blank period

Made man, and I ain't never had a maid man
These my own thoughts nobody's told me what to say man
So whether you meet me up in person or on face cam
Just know that i'ma still be the same man, AZ

[Hook: Emma Rena]
What you won't do
Do for love
You've tried everything
But you won't give up

In my world
Only you
Make me do for love
What I would not do…

The hunger for more
X4

Humming…
X8

The Hunger For More Ft. Emma Rena (Prod. By Teddy Becks)

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
My life move faster now
We gon' make it happen now
Man, I don't even have a doubt
This is all after it came crashing down

Can't forget when me and O ain't even have shit
Had to pay to play a show, homie that was tragic
But we stayed on the grind all the time
Made somethin' out of nothin', that's what I call magic

I was dead broke, ain't a damn thing funny
So damn hungry no food in my tummy
Couldn't see the light even when the shit sunny
Back when I was askin' Grandma for that money

I was too ashamed to go tell my Mom
That I lost all the dough that she gave me
If she found out that I gambled that shit
Man I don't even know what'd she say to me... I came

[Hook]
Crashin', crashin', crashin' down
X8

[Verse 2]
My situation was gettin' so bad
To the point where you couldn't even get me to laugh
I was more focused on what I didn't have
Than what I did have, so I had get back

My fire, my desire for a better life
No lies, I'ma try 'til I get it right
Staying up all night, making sure I don't sleep 'til ya'll wakin' up, alright...

I don't know a mutha fucka out there
Who be workin' as hard as a brother out here
I don't know why a dude like you
Always puttin' me down, when I be in yo town

You can't tell me you don't feel what I be sayin'
I thought you'd be happier that one of us made it
We in the same game, so we fuckin' related
When I bleed, you bleed, man cut all the hatred...

Cause I won't stop 'til we winnin'
'Til we on top and my whole team fitted
'Til we all drive drops, no bummy ass civics
Told those critics, one day we' gon' get it

How you gon' front? Shit, how you gon' doubt me
When you don't really know nothin' about me
You sound dumb, but you really want clown me
'Til you find out about the buzz that surrounds me

Now you wanna chill, and now you wanna talk
Now you wanna build and now you wanna call
Me and tryn' get involved, but I'm way too gone
You had your chance, why'd you wait so long?

Ah, I don't wanna blame you though
But you the same dude that tried to change me though
Look, I told ya'll from the muhfuckin' jump
All the dollars in the world couldn't change my flows…

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
19 started off as an intern
This game insane, I been learned
Everybody gon' fuck you
But when you get hot everybody gon' love you

Everybody try to hug you
When you hit that stage, everybody want touch you
I don't trust you, I know too much
That's why I never let 'em get close to us

Now I see the snakes in the grass
I learned a whole lot from mistakes in my past
Do what you love in this life
Don't be like everybody that's chasing the cash

That's how you end up in the bed with the wrong one
You might win for a little but you lose in the long run
Better save those chips once when you make that hit, then you gone son

Not me, I'm tryn' have a career like Jay-Z
So that means I'll stay when they leave
You lames won't play me
My songs is so GOOD that 'Ye should pay me

Me, all the shit I've been through
All the shit I've done and all the shit I'm into
Made me what I am today
I fell down and got up, you ran away

I looked failure in eyes and I didn't blink
Had a flood on my boat but I didn't sink
While everyone round town told me get a plan B
I just followed my dreams man, I didn't think

Cause I knew that I'd get there one day
No turning back, I ain't taking no lunch breaks
Man, I gotta make ends meat some way
Man, I gotta make ends meat some way

[Hook]

Crashing Down (Prod. By Cazzafura)

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
I got a call that shit hurt my soul
You of all people shoulda known, that shit personal
Dog you let a snake come between us, how's a ho gon defeat us?
When I heard you took our songs down, I couldn't believe it

We put our life in that shit, you ain't right for that shit
Man my music is my heart, you put a knife in that shit
I hope you never feel this typa pain, for real
I hope you never feel this way, this shit surreal

They fuck you in this game and try to keep it under covers
But your mom is like my mom, your brothers like my brother
You turned on me for nothing, imagine if we made real money
Now that'd be real funny

I'm hearing that you shit on my career and character
But I don't feed into the games, that'd only embarrass us
Couple years from now, I hope we laugh and just cherish it
Drinking wine, eating Duck Confit up in Paris wit... all my old friends

[Hook ]
Old Friend, old friend
Best friends become strangers
X2

A thug changes, and love changes
And best friends become strangers
Old friend, old friend
Best friends

[Verse 2]
My brother, we ain't talked in so long
I never thought that you'd be gone for so long
I hear the rumors and they hard to believe
Cause the artist I wanna be is gon be hard to achieve

Without you in my corner, but I got faith in myself
Did you ever believe or was I playing myself
Time heals all, I'll just write more songs
It happens to everyone, I guess life goes on

My ace and my mentor, treated you like my kinfolk
Metronome to my piano, we shoulda slowed up the tempo
So we could've enjoyed the journey more, but look at our progress
Successful or not, the best part of it all was the process

It kills me a little just knowing that you gave up on me
But no matter what happens with music, I hope you stay up homie
Always do what's best for yourself, put in that work for your family
Cause at the end of the day, all bullshit aside, you deserve to be happy

[Hook]

Old Friend (Prod. By Cazzafura)

Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Azad Right]
I like to cool out in the Telly on some suite shit
Sippin' white wine but I ain't on that sweet shit
I got a sweet tooth for good vagina
Pretty mama sit on my face the moment that we shook Katana

I'm a dog and your kitty got me fiending
Curious as fuck I'm tryna find the hidden meaning
Of life between your legs, the Bermuda Triangle
No wonder dudes be getting lost, man they can't afford the cost

But I can, I'm obsessed with the way that you smell
Is that Chanel, god damn there's no way I can tell
It could easily just be your natural body odor
You ride clean babi, shout out that Ferrari motor you be pushin'

Yeah, you built yourself a great life
Carving out dudes hearts with that steak knife
I guess you wasn't satisfied with just a free dinner
I'm still tryna figure who's the sinner, me or you?

[Hook: Azizi Gibson]
I'ma have you think of me
When you with yo friends, I can't get out your mind
I'm intertwined with your damn behind
Girl, come on now

I love it when you tell me that it's good
Oooooo, so tell me that it's good
I love it cause you treat me like you should
Ooooo, so treat me like you fuckin' should

[Verse 2: Azizi Gibson]
Now, through these eyes of mine, I can tell that you a dime
So bring that booty on through, cause it's fuckin' time
I'm gon' handle this, them hoes gon' say you scandalous
But don't you even trip, they lucky just to touch my dick

From yo hips to yo lips, don't forget the tits
And erything else finna get a kiss
They say "you so sexy, aw you see them lips?"
They say "you so sexy, I'm finna have them kids"

But that'll make me pull up out the pussy quick
Cause settlin' down is not on my agenda miss
I just need some legs that I can love and kiss
And when I beat it up, I get experience

Like gotta catch 'em all, here a poke ball
You thought your shit was great, but I got Master Balls
I'ma get it first and maybe hand her off
My bad Azad, I think I fucked up the song

[Hook]

Good Ft. Azizi Gibson (Prod. By 24/7)

Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Azad Right]
First love was basketball, joined the team round third grade
I was too young for the, sign ups so we, lied about my birthday
But I still balled, short kid so to me everybody real tall
Coming off the bench, I was like the tenth man but I still got steals dog

I stuck with it, my game kinda sucked
But I worked hard as fuck so they fucked with it
The young homie, I was always on call
Like hit me when you tryna get them runs homie

The first to the park but the last to get picked
The story of my life, ain't that some shit
I ain't got no height, I ain't no bounce
And I can't shoot the three? Ain't that a bitch

Man, I hated training, fuck the weight room shit, I stayed complaining
I never saw results so I stayed impatient
I quit playing ball man, I lost myself for a while, gotta thank the
Amazing grace of

The Hip-Hop Gods for converting me over to the dark side
It split me and my crew down the middle like Apartheid so you know I had to let the song cry
I guess we found out where my heart lies huh
You can still see where the scars lie bruh

Look, 5'10 with the soul of a 6'6 cat with a 7 ft wingspan
I still got game like an 06 Kobe, I don' need no muhfucking wingman
The mic is my ball and the stage is my court
And LA is my home, I'm the Kingpin, homie

The king with the pen, get it? Don't forget it
When I'm spitting, never timid, man I made it outta Venice
Traveling the world, still committed to my city
And the windows never tinted, see everybody wit' me

King with the pen, double cup of Henny
And the Lakers are my team so the out of towners envy
No matter where we are, still committed to the city
And everybody wit me screaming...

[Hook: Azad Right]
I still got hoop dreams (Hoop… Dreams)
X4

King with the pen, get it, don't forget it
When I'm spitting, never timid, man I made it outta Venice
Traveling the world, still committed to the city
And the windows never tinted, see everybody wit' me

King with the pen, double cup of Henny
And the Lakers are my team, so the outta towners envy
No matter where we are, still committed to the city
And everybody wit me screaming…


[Verse 2: AHE]

[Hook]

Hoop Dreams Ft. AHE (Prod. By Cazzafura)

Lyrics: 

[Hook]
I feel like the Son of Sam and it's '74
Shooting craps down by the Bodega store
I got a Spanish mami that's my new mi amore
I always, feel the love when I'm down in New York

[Verse 1]
This feels like New York in the Summer time, where kids grind for the money signs
Mothers cryin, kids run inside then a hundred rounds go brat brat brat
Spanish bitch wanna taste your neck, teasing you just to make you sweat
When you passed out, she might take your check
Didn't break a sweat, she a patient vet

Hustlers all on the street corner, sweaty palms with the piece on 'em
Dreams of copping that Big Body with navigation and seat warmers
This don't belong on no postal card, ballers chill at the local park
Sipping on blue Gatorade politicking bout new local art

Cars driving by, way too fast, swerving through traffic like someone is dying
Seem like people be way too mad
It's thick in the air, take a smell of the violence
Clouding a city that's never been silent
Where everyone's grinding
For a chance to be timeless, it's all for the shining
And no I don't need to remind ya

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2]
No disrespect to the culture in your neck of the woods
But Timbs and sweats is something that I never understood
When I first landed, but I saw that shit first handed
Muhfuckas is dead serious

Fuck getting lost, boy you can get got here
It seems like everyone rapping, how the hell you get hot here
Man, shit is not realistic, no wonder they all can spit sick
And I thought I was gifted, pass the blunt let me get lifted

Past the fact that I'm competing with cats
Twice my talent, half my age, fuck a challenge, this career suicide
Unless I balance it out by working harder and smarter
Plan ahead think farther, strap up don't be a father

No accidents, not if you want the chance to leave these fans convinced
Fickle as fuck and they ain't giving two fucks
This the Mecca, the birthplace of hip hop
Where the best rappers better than you on they worst day, I kid not

[Hook x2]

[Bridge]
I feel the city lighten' up for me
X8

Son Of Sam Ft. SPNCR (Prod. By Chest Rockwell)

Lyrics:

[Intro: THURZ]
THURZ every day of the week
'til that throne is my seat
I still remain the name
What's your word and your name?

[Verse 1: THURZ]
Work, if you can bet it, don't have property of your own
And if that was the case, then any city is my zone
Bet, double it up, I got land I can loan
Nah, fuck it, I give you the world in every one of the verse off

First, off top, they ain't cold wit' a slight cough
Bent off the truth, they hail mary's is picked off
Better pray for real and kneel I can't chill
Only aims to be a God, ya'll can keep them blue pills

Reality is, my dreams is right where my sanity is
I'm in the sky outta my brain
They used to hear about me, now they really know my name
Easy to point me out when everything just sounds the same

This designer music what I'm preaching to you lames
Cut from my fabric and stained with my veins
And mami wanna talk about it's different now, she wrote her vows
They used to like me then but shit they really fuckin' love me now

[Break: Azad Right]
They liked me back then but they lovin' me now
Aw yeah, they fuck wit' me now
Said they liked me back then but they lovin' me now
Aw yeah, they fuck wit' me now

[Verse 2: Azad Right]
I feel the stars aligning, took 13 years but I made it
Found my higher calling, my peers blew up as I waited
Made a promise that when my moments here, I'll be ready for greatness
And the moment that they catch on, I'll be ready to change it up

Love when shit comes full circle, new beginnings make new endings
Truth spilling outta my veins, I'm leaving you lames all loose winded
I'm Bruce Willis, can't break me when the chips fall down, homie who's bending?
Not me, I'm breathing new life in the game as I hook up these IVs

My passion, hereditary, influenced by the legendary
All my verses soulful, for the hopeful is my cemetery
Sometimes I feel broken, cause I feel like it's too late
Sometimes I lose focus but I never seem to lose faith

My father always told me no comprising your vision
You're a citizen of the world, so harmonize with the system
Show respect to all religions whether you Muslim, Jewish or Christian
Or other, I swear I love you and I don't look at you any different but i believe in me…

I believe in me

I believe in me

Full Circle Ft. THURZ (Prod. By Cazzafura)

Lyrics:

[Hook] (x2)
When I grow up
I wanna be a baller, a Benz-driving rich shot caller
When I grow up
I wanna be like Jordan and Kobe on the court with my homies, said
When I grow up
I wanna be a rapper, a sold out stadium packer
When I grow up
I wanna run my city, like Pac, Nas, Jay and Biggie

Make money like Diddy

[Verse 1]
Most people only got two dreams in this life
But ain't got no means
So we hustle all day tryin' to stock that green
End up hittin' that mall to cop them jeans, I gots to

Most of us don't care about school
We don't care about rules, still we very smart, clearly not fools
Section 8 was a scary spot too
So we snuck into the Marriott pool and got wild too

Most of us don't follow all the politics
Too busy caught up in our sorrow to acknowlege it
I got homies that ain't never went to college
But they makin' more money than my father with a doctorate

Most of us think money is success
Thinkin' out the box got me stressed
Man I wanna be the best but I never thought that'd mean smaller checks
Than my peers, but I swear I got next

Cause when I show up
I can feel they eyes on me
All the women start vibin' off me
Haters in the crowd always wanna get down
Mean muggin' tryin' hard to get a rise out of me

But when I blow up
I'mma get moms that Jag
I'mma go and spend time with my dad
Travel around the world with the people that I love
Celebratin' man what a good life that we have, said

[Hook] (x2)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, never thought I'd do what I love for a livin'
If I didn't rap I'd be in that kitchen, baggin' up hard drugs for a livin'
Naw, but it sounds good I used to try to sound hood

'Til I figured out it didn't make me different
It'd be a total waste of my vision
Now I'm worth more than gold, way these people all crave for a listen
Sittin' on the beach, hear the waves in the distance

Oh Santa Monica, the city of the heartbroken
Most of my homies still here but they hearts stolen
Tell me how'd we let go of our dreams when we grew up so close to the lights? Yeah

People grind for this chance
Shit, they'd die for this chance
Man, at least take a roll of the dice, hit it twice look
Makin' history take a long time, and
I ain't got nothin' but time, I love the irony

Girlfriends get caught up in the whirlwind
Heard you said that I'm fucked in the head
Still you hit me on the reg' to get fucked in my bed, but
That's too much to get done before the world ends

Yeah, I said that in twenty twelve
My karma sucks I should be burned in twenty hells
Luckily, I went ahead and changed my life
Done waiting, time to make things right, cause

[Hook]

[Outro]
When I, when I, when I, when I grow up (x4)
When I grow up
I wanna run my city, like Pac, Nas, J and Biggie
Make money like Diddy (x3)
Won't stop, won't stop, won't stop

When I Grow Up (Prod. By Cazzafura)

Son Of Sam (Remix) Feat. Joell Ortiz & SPNCR

This shit is too smooth.

Written & Performed by Azad Right
Produced by @IAMNOBODI
Mixed & Mastered by Nastee @ The House in Bushwick
Artwork by Mike Brando (instagram.com/manbrandler)


When You Know (Prod. by IAMNOBODI)

Music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6g1jCal2Gxk

Lyrics: http://genius.com/Azad-right-if-i-die-lyrics#
Written & Performed by Azad Right & @harryhudsonmusic
Produced by @HUCCI
Mixed & Mastered by Dan Braunstein
Artwork by Mike Brando (instagram.com/manbrandler)

If I Die Ft. Harry Hudson (Prod. By HUCCI) [Music video in description]

Produced by: @sangobeats, @alphatmu, @dpat
Mixed/Mastered by Daniel Braunstein
Creative Direction by Brando(instagram.com/manbrandler)

Lyrics:

hook:
I can't get enough of you
said I can't get enough of you
I'm in love w the things you do
and I can't get, said I can't

1 -
Weathered the storm, I stayed pushing through the cold front
The act of worryings like a prayer for what you don't want
Shit, I used to be depressed thinking about you
But I should care less, my futures brighter than some gold fronts

I loved the idea of you
Much more than I actually loved being with you
What I mean is you wasn't a keeper, still I can name a couple of reasons why my mind was so deep into you

I had broke up with my ex and was fiendin for admiration
Plus the city loved you, i was seekin their validation
Then I fell too fast, it got ugly during those late night calls, my demons was mad abrasive

I had no shame that whole Summer
Hitting everything that moved
God damn it was cold Summer
And all I really wanted was you

2 -
Between you and the music game, girl I lost faith that year
Had a whole lotta hate in my veins that year
Shit, I know made mad mistakes that year
Still if I could go back, I wouldn't change that, yeah

You fucked the kid that introduced us
And he was best friends with your ex, that shit is fucked up
He said you was wack in the bed, it might be fucked up
But that's how I knew he wasn't lying...

And now you got a new man
Heard he ride round town in a new Benz
He's a go getter huh, he making new plans for you
Tryna tell you what to do, well that dude ain't for you

but no matter how I feel it ain't my place to act
know I meant what I said, I won't take it back
and no matter what I do, I can't change the past
I just wish we coulda made it last, aw yeah

3 -
Damn, I used to tear your walls up
But now you're the reason that my walls up
these girls should blame you when I don't pick they calls up
getting mad confused, when I say I lost trust

but I'm tryin
to get my heart on the same page as my mind
but it's harder than I thought to find a lady on the grind
who understands the game and everything that's on the line for me...

The other girls I left, they would cry for me
How'd I fall for a chick that wouldn't ride for me
If I dipped I bet she wouldn't blink an eye for me
But she's the only one I see and thats the irony

Yeah, I tried my best at replacing you
I lost my soul trying to wait for you
Look what you made me do, what can I say to you

Enough Of You

Enough Of You (Prod. By Sango, Atu & Dpat)

Visual: https://youtu.be/r42MNILRNkU

Produced by: Patrick Collier
Mixed/Mastered by Daniel Braunstein
Creative Direction by Brando(instagram.com/manbrandler)

Lyrics:

Hook:
I know you out here still fucking around 
Yeah all night, almost every night 
But I don't even care just as long as you 
Save me something special 
You save me something special 

You know I'm out here, in every town 
like in and out, stay shutting it down 
But girl when I'm back from the road 
oh I might save you something special 
I'ma give you it to you special 

Verse 1:
Yeah, you just wanna get famous
You just, you just wanna get paper
I know, i'm aware of what your game is
Eyes closed and I still see you aiming 

She outta her right mind 
The lights offs, still she be letting her light shine 
sipping vodka sodas, mix it up with the white wine 
Lost in a web of white lies and white lines 

She gon' need a lifeline after the nights through 
I'ma lay the pipeline and tell her to slide through 
I can tell you're empty maybe that's why I like you 
She used to men that trick but I ain't really the type to, that's not me 

Who you know make it hotter
Babi girl, go and light it up 
I ain't one for the talking 
When you got it, flaunt it, got it, flaunt it

Hook

Verse 2:
You fine as hell and yeah I got an agenda
Straight to the point, girl I'm not a pretender
Muscle memory, I'll hit it so your body remembers 
It ain't my fault your man a sloppy defender

One of a kind, they can't mirror me back
Girl you know where I'm lyrically at, I'm only dealing in facts 
Kick some game got you feeling me back
Shit, who you know fresher than me, riddle me that?

$TRICTLY boss shit, we only running power plays 
Make the right moves, I might let you get a little taste 
Take you behind the scenes and show you how to play
Even though nowadays...

Hook

Special

Special (Prod. by Patrick Collier)

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Produced by: @HUCCI
Mixed/Mastered by Daniel Braunstein
Creative Direction by Brando(instagram.com/manbrandler)

Lyrics:

Verse 1
Taking off your jammies
Taking off your panties
Girl if you nervous, pop a xannie, close the curtains
Shit, I'm certain that I'll handle you just perfect

Lay yo' ass down babi, decline
Said you tryna bond well it's, deep time
Whole pack of mags we goin', three times
Wake up in the morning then we, rewinddd

Bitches hit my phone, i let you press de-cline
All up on my dick, I tell them bitches keep climbing
Nevermind them ladies babi you just keep grindin'
That pussy so sweet, said that pussy so sweat

My banana split ya when I'm going so deep
Babi let me lick it put my tongue so deep
Babi let me lick it like a strawberry swisher
Damn that pussy so sweat, make that pussy go sleep

Verse 2
Straight to the pool, i'ma dive in ya
Your waters feeling holy and I hope that I drown in ya
On a mission with a loaded clip and a silencer
When I hit you it's kameh hameh, cause girl I got rounds for ya

Name another brother fly as me in my age bracket
I can tour at any given time girl I stay packin
Two or three bitches on my side that's a great habit
Trendsetta, by the time it hits, shit I'm way passed it

Babi girl you spicy, is you from Nawlins?
yeah I know you like me, why you keep stalling
sugar honey ice tea, your pussy keeps calling
beggin' me like pocket aces so I put it all in, she fallin'

The coldest spitta, I belong in the '90s and shit
Went from top ramen, to the top without rhyming about chains and drops
Now I'm in the spot, getting commas and shit
So keep your comments to yourself, A Right

Sweet (Prod. by HUCCI)

Music video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QV7aVSk9UxY

Stream:
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Produced by: Millz Douglas
Mixed/Mastered by Daniel Braunstein
Creative Direction by Brando(instagram.com/manbrandler)

Lyrics:
1 -
Unlike you, I'm only seeing the positives
Hitting the spot again, bring my whole posse in, feet up on ottomans
Sayin I changed like he just went pop and shit
I ain't bout poppin shit, I'm tryna get pops a crib, that's what I gotta get

Change the game my prerogative, they ain't use to a flow this provocative, but shit that's no accomplishment
they used to incompetent, politician rappers all lobbyist
say I'm cocky, they completely miss the concept of confidence

I done learned a lot from you haters
Yall eat too much McDonald's, don't get lost in the flavor
Spewing venom, here's a shot of anti oxidant
I'm too busy depositing paper, til the profits in my pockets is major

Allergic to gossip, my new girl is proper, no make up
Double taking, see you thirstin for oxygen, haters
They serving me bottles, I'm on the verge of surfing, mahalo
You getting curved while I'm flirting with goddesses Babi

Hook:
Hypnotic
The way she move her body
Girl, you so erotic

Won't you come and ride it?
x4

2 -
She moved from Atlanta, pursuing all the shoots and the cameras
She thinking she the truth... ay, hold up
getting loose, sippin goose in cabanas
and these fuck boys scoop her in phantoms, she really got the juice

she out your world like Jupiter, Saturn
draped in the smoothest of Satin, the way she moves she got that Lucifer magic
perfect balance tween beauty and banter
the sickest mind games that you could imagine, she make it happen, hold up

In the club with the ballers she get it cracking though
If you ain't packing you better just get to packing yo
Ain't fucking with you less you stacking
cause she got expensive habits and she always get exactly what she asking for

Bridge -
Girl, tell me what you waiting for
I ain't really tryna wait no more
You know I'm gon get it, you might as well give it
You should come and take what's yours
x2

A Very Emotional Ep

Goddesses (Prod. by Millz Douglas) [music video in description]

Stream:
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Produced by: Jonathan Marquez
Mixed/Mastered by Daniel Braunstein
Creative Direction by Brando(instagram.com/manbrandler)

Lyrics:
Verse 1 -
I've been searching for peace I'm tryna find my way
I'm so caught up, I can't give you the time of day
You keep waiting, I know you hope that things'll change
We don't vibe anymore and girl, it drives you crazy

I get tired of your love, I ain't saying nothing, I'll be cool
Maybe we'll roll a blunt and forget the shit that we been through
You say I'm giving up, til I make you laugh and you give it up, alright
just ride all night, just ride all night, I love it when you

Hook -
Grind on me
Relax your mind and take your time on me
Love me deeper til your body gets weak
with slow grindin' baby, with slow grinding baby
x2

Verse 2 -
We don't balance our love well
it's all or nothing with you
you got a problem, you don't trust well pulling things outta nowhere, it's always something with you

I think you like airing me out
but I'm laid back, just hearing you out
if I don't react, you overreact
then say some outlandish, you should be taken it back

girl, I'm really taken aback
the way you show love is by taking a stab
it's unhealthy, you like making me mad
we're not right for each other, I'm just saying the facts tho

look, you need all these things
and all this love, cause you don't even love yourself
shit, you need too much time
And too much trust, but you don't even trust yourself that shit wild

Break

Hook

A Very Emotional EP

Grind On Me (2016)

Grind On Me [2016] (Prod. by Jonathan Marquez)

Stream:
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Produced by: Jonathan Marquez
Mixed/Mastered by Daniel Braunstein
Creative Direction by Brando(instagram.com/manbrandler)

Lyrics:
1st verse - 
You think you got that fix, I think I'm done being fixed
You like to throw them fits, you like to act all fit
I'll make you them eat them words, two can play that game
I ain't no lame ass shit, I'm about to make you pay

How can you say that, I told you ass from way back
I ain't the type to trick, and I ain't into payback
So if you wanna fuck another, just lemme know and we good
why you lie to me, just lemme know and we good

You got no courtesy, that shit gon be the death of you girl
You way too careful, why did I put so much trust in you girl
Your pussy trapped me, fucked around got caught up in your web
Damn you suspect

Hook -
I was in love with you, fucked with you
Trusted you, stuck with you...
I was in love with you, fucked with you
Trusted you, 'sup with you...?

2nd verse -
Word around town you a flip
Of course I thought I could make you switch
Young boy on the way to being rich
Oh I had flip the script, fuck it now we getting lit...

Ain't that some shit, yeah, yeah
I wonder what you doing now you see me on the rise
Wonder how you living do you still wear that disguise

Wonder if you still telling them lies
getting throwed night, with a different guy, girl you out your mind
I can't blame you cause almost 25 and you feel like you outta time

Hook

Trust (Prod. by Jonathan Marquez)

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Produced by: Jonathan Marquez
Mixed/Mastered by Daniel Braunstein
Creative Direction by Brando(instagram.com/manbrandler)

Lyrics:
1st verse -
Told myself I ain't need a girl
told myself I had to see the world
told myself it's too early to settle down
still a young man, love to get around

way too many things, I ain't tried yet
even found the right girl but told her not yet
it's been years, she still waiting in the wings
all her friends making it a thing like

he ain't the one for you, girl how dumb are you
it's really crazy, watching all the shit love can do
you put your trust in me babi I fuck w you
plus I'm selfish so I keep you around, you make it easy

most nights, we don't even fight, we take it easy
most nights, we grab us a bite, I let you feed me
you say you need me but I think it's just the chase
you're worried another girl'll take your place but I think I'm ready

Hook -
I think I'm ready for, ready for
I think I'm ready for, ready for
I think I'm ready for
ready for your lovin
ready for your lovin, yeah

I think I'm ready for, ready for your love
I think I'm ready for, ready for your love
I think I'm ready for
ready for your lovin
ready for your lovin, in..

2nd verse -
Teach me how to love, I never learned how
It's like every house I build, gets burned down
It's like every chick I want be getting turnt up
Thirsting in the club, til they end up get turned out

I know I'm never on time, that's my fault
Trapped in the corners of my mind, that's my fault
I need to appreciate what's mine, that's my fault
Sorry for giving off mixed signs...

I get it from my Dad, I swear I know all the answers
Always think I can do better, I should lower my standards
That shits unhealthy, but getting older is a scary thought
Next girl that I'm with, could really be the one I marry dog

there's so much living I needa still do
she looked me in the eyes and said I feel you, that's a cold life
but I'm a man, shit you wouldn't understand
baby this is all I've wanted my whole life, alright

Hook

Ready (Prod. by Stwo)

The hardest beat of the year. Had to do a lil wreckkid over it.

Watch "MOTTOLA" here: https://youtu.be/NmaHl0lfo7U

Mixed/Mastered by Daniel Braunstein
Creative Direction by Brando(instagram.com/manbrandler)

Lyrics: 
1 -
Never had money but my game is silly
Stroke the baddest in the city before I make a mily
fuck a major, I'll go sign myself 
blow up your favorite artist then I'll cosign myself

Yeah, me and Dave the new jay and dame
they gon run this shit back like its some 09 drake and Wayne
Back in 09 we was tryna make a name 
I got it, I'm Azad Mottola and he David Grainge

Yeah, i'ma make 30 'fore I'm 30 brother 
Billboard I want that 30 under 30 cover 
Me and my chees all wearing black tees
rocking MOAG chains, eating cheetos souflee 

I'm kicking game listen close, hope you learn the importance 
Disciplined as fuck, I'm determined to flourish 
And I travel so much, i'ma permanent tourist 
My girl pussy angelic, she work as a florist 

rappers got no heart with all these flat lines 
it's a new era, shit I seen too many capsize
keep my name clean cause the Feds watchin
i be living every day like the dead watching 

up early, two cups of philz coffee, eye my prey and then I really get to hawkin' like Brian Dawkins
up early, runnin' circles round these joggers
fucked your bitch and I ain't scared to make it awkward, bro I'm lionhearted 

2 - 
i'm like Hov mixed w DJ Khaled
i ain't scared to say i got three great talents
i pick up slack if my teammates challenged 
you're only as strong as the weakest off your bench

never hold my tongue when i'm speaking chu my friends 
and i see the future when i'm peaking through my lens 
so if i believe it, i just speak it to existence 
if i don't fuck with you then best believe i keep my distance 

Damn, but I make my own luck 
Write my own songs, I put up my own bucks 
and give it straight to the public, shit I'm my own plug
You say that you're an artist, but don't even own your own stuff... how's that make sense?

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MOTTOLA (Prod. by THEY.) [music video in description]

Lyrics:

1:
i was making p's off your favorite brands
when i was nineteen, scheming young boy w pipe dreams
and bitches on my dick cause my pipe mean, i might seem
a lil low key cause i be

moving through the game on my silent shit, swiftly
dodging politics like obama clique, miss me
with all the dumb talk, shit that's on moms
these kids watch my every move, i'm the young walt disney

when i was broke, shit i still had the finest bitches
i got two starting line ups, sittin'
on the bench, i been bucking since i was getting line ups pimpin
now my hair and my money grown out

eating so good, man my tummy grown out
Young Z finally dealing with adulthood now
Yeah, the well was getting dry but it's all good now
My life turned around, now i'ma burn em down

yeah, sold everything from pot to them fake IDs
always down to split the pie, gotta pay my team
shout my gs in london, hope a brother don't try me
my face gon look good on the cover of i-D

real hustler, i'll never wife a skeeter
real hustler, i'll double up my money
no matter the customer, that shit has always been easy
i ain't never been sleezy, i just grind while they sleepin

look, check the facts, bro i can sell cheetos to that cheetah
i ain't stopping til i'm caesar, anyone can get the ether
anyone can get a piece of my mind with no piece in my hand, hold up

i'm from the westside of the westside
where the hoes look straight out of a SI
summer issue, and my boys always smoking la la
and my grandma pray to allah, every time i'm on the road...

Hook:
Every time i'm on the road
They were never on the road
I remember all the times, we would grind
And they would never wanna roll
x2

Bonkaz - On The Road (Azad freestyle)

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