Beat Produced By: H3 Music
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Cxnversate
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

Conflicted (Prod. H3 Music)

Beat Produced By: Zepelin
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Cxnversate
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

NOLUCK (Prod. Zepelin)

Beat Produced By: JP Beats
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Cxnversate
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

Hundred (Prod. JP Beats)

Beat Produced By: OVRIT
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Cxnversate
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

Gone

Beat Produced By: Moxe
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Cxnversate
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

Malibu

Tension

Stardust

Beat Produced By: Haake
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Cxnversate
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

Locked In

Beat Produced By: RahFromNY
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Cxnversate
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

Trip

Get It On

Beat Produced By: FamousBoy
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Cxnversate
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

Steady

Caught Up

Beat Produced By: SilentSyndicate
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Cxnversate
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

Big Dreams

Destined

Feeling Fine

Beat Produced By: RahFromNY x Double Z
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Cxnversate
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

Rockin'

Livin'

Beat Produced By: KRAKEN
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Cxnversate
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

Settle

Beat Produced By: YoungMadz
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Cxnversate
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

GRUDGE

Beat Produced By: CADENCE
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Cxnversate
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

Talk To 'em

Beat Produced By: KyloGotBeatss
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Cxnversate
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

Opportunity

Beat Produced By: Caps Ctrl
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Krewbtt
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

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LYRICS:

I wanna say that it was great
But I know that ain’t what it was
See we spent our time fucking
But not really showing love
After six months we was in it for the buzz
I miss the good and bad
But what you gave me was a drug
That I 

I could grasp 
But I couldn’t put in my lungs
You been gone for so long
It’s crazy I still care enough
That I’m

Sitting inside I’m wondering if can change
Told a new chick that I loved her
But that shit aint feel the same
I fucking hate myself 
Cuz there’s no one else I can blame 
Been over a year or some
Like I’m still screaming her name 
I know I cut it off
But I really had to do it
You asked me if it hurt
Man what you think?
I’m only human
I know that you got bored
And caused a fight for amusement
But Instead of fighting back
See I turned to my music
Then we started fighting more
We went from cute to a nuisance 
I’m honestly upset
We didn’t aim for improvement 
Fuck

(Instrumental)

Yeah
Another night lonely
You be filling my thoughts 
I been laying on the grass
Shit I been staring at the stars
Wishing you were here
I think that’s where the problem starts
Man I ain’t been okay 
But shit at least I play the part
I guess this is where I say
Welcome to a broken heart
I been ripped apart
Im on a constant loop
I wanna say I’m doing great
But I gotta tell y’all the truth 
I been so damn alone 
I’m running out of things to do
Playing games
Making music
Seems to be the only outlet 
If I didn’t have the mic
I’d be fucking dead without it
Not gonna lie
Kinda losing my mind 
I like that y’all relate 
But I hate it the same time
I hate that y’all hurt
But it’s a fucking way of life
But thanks you all for listening 
I promise you gon’ be alright

04/08/17 (Official Audio)

Beat Re-produced By: @kfpken
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Krewbtt/Jai Terror
Recorded By: Cxnversate/Jai Terror
Written By: Cxnversate/Jai Terror

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LYRICS:

Verse 1: cxnversate

They don't think that I can do this
Bitch I'm a dog
Yeah I been ruthless

I am not human
Feeding me lies
You think that I'm stupid?
(Uh)
Compare me to Lucas
Shot to your pupils
Grade "A" student
(Yuh)
Playing with a couple flows
(Uh)
You pretend you know what that is
(Yuh)
Competition in the game
(True)
Battling a bunch of addict's
(Yup)

Everybody really wanna battle
If it be in the media
I find the fuckin median and beat it up
It's tedious
People think I'm soft
But they missing what the meaning was
Ain't nobody ever really did it like this
They been obideint
A fucking idiot
They really hideous
Comedians
Playing with some idioms
I cannot believe
They being serious
Period

Some people Gon hate me
Bitch I ain't got a problem
Sayin I'm gonna get beat
But
It don't happen that often
(Uh)
Telling people she knew me
Said that I'm kinda special
Ask me if I knew her
Tell yall that that bitch was mental

Now I made a couple bucks
Now I'm kinda living well
Told me you worked to better

No you didn't I can tell

Still stuck on the
Fake
Shit
You
Ain't nothing
But a chick that ain't true
Ain't nothing but a lying as loser
Ain't nothin but a chick I see through

They all hungry for attention
So bad
They inrerrupting a session
Not in need of your friendship
Just wanna get close
Cuz you need the affection
See my potential
Thinking I'm shit
You hearing perfection
Take this lesson
You know I'm impressive
Look at they expression

Verse 2: jai terror
(ay, ayo cody... lemme hop on this)
Suge
Got it out straight outta the mud
You can get wet like a flood
I might pull up with my plug

Ima pull up with my blood
It ain’t no gang bitch i’m talkin my cousin
Got me a bag now i’m all the way stunting
Yes i’m the leader but following hunnids

My dick in her tumus
I’m hot just like humass
I need me some fun or sum
Walk around town with the hunnids on

Only wanna go where the honeys are
Me and cxversate where the monies are
You cannot catch me where the studies are
Ima be sitting where the puppies are

I need me some bitches that’s fire like charizard
I just be going hard
Say that you flexing but ain’t that ur mommas car

Yeah yeah i need a breather
Inhaling reefer this shit a keeper huh
Ran out of weed so i’m smoking on keefer huh
I’m with a bad bitch you cannot keep her huh

I need a bouncer for all of you uglies
Back in the day i was sippin on buckleys
Mix it with pop damn i regret it
Ima go getter so i go and get it

You got no paper you payin in debit
You stand on the block but you ain’t got no credit
Police forget it, call me a bandit
I’m on the run so there’s no need to panic

Don’t do no xanax but off of this planet
Get cold like atlantic i’m starting to panic
Don’t fuck with your antics
I know me some magic so i’m boutta vanish

I know me some bitches that take shit for granted
They be all dramatic then calling romantic
This shit automatic i turn u to static
I can’t even manage i’ll throw out your patek

Fuck all the money and fuck all the antics
We cannot conversate
Girls in the hall wanna fuck me and cxnversate
But i’m starting to contemplate

Why you like me?
I be jugging off pounds when i walk around
Fuck all the money and fuck all the antics
We cannot conversate
Girls in the hall wanna fuck me and cxnversate
But i’m starting to contemplate

Suge Remix (ft. Jai Terror)

Cover Art By; @JaiTerror
Beat Produced By: H3 Music
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Krewbtt
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

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LYRICS:

More people 
New faces
Write a verse just to rearrange it
Working hard
No time wasted
Could flip my table
When I’m losing patience
Running out of ink
When I’m filling up pages
Parents think I still be going phases
Homies be watching saying that I’ll make it
Teachers think I’m stupid
Blow bands on a bracelet

Blow bands on a bracelet
First year take off, go broke
Fame gone
Doing a feature 
And they still be getting my name wrong
Heard it all before 
Like I still be writing the same song

I wanna say fuck high school fuck college
Then I feel dumb when I really think about it
Nobody knows but I think that I got this
You gonna hate 
I’ll decline when you calling 

Think I ain’t hear it
Wouldn’t but you talking 
Not very bright boy
You do it too often
You been a pussy
Finish what you started 
I know that you won’t
But you still be my target

Fucking putting money
That we be going the farthest
Calling me a rapper
I swear to god im an artist
Disrespecting me 
Light a fire under your carcass 
Ain’t nothing new to me
Motherfuckers thinking I’m heartless

They talk like I ain’t godly
Won’t admit to catching a body
The homies kicking it all day
We go out and kill for the hobby 
Mama think I’m ungrateful 
To myself I’m thinking oh well
Tryna lie and say my chance is small 
I ain’t buying what you wanna sell

I start writing a song
Only time that I feel alive
I didn’t believe in no fake fans
But now
I see the signs
People tell me that I’m gonna make it
Then I see the look kept inside they eyes

Wondering why man
They feeding me bullshit
Do they really believe
Or think I ain’t notice
Put the questions into poems
Meeting some pricks like I’m diving in roses
Kids always get it
With things that I’ve spoken 
See I been a poet
Ability to leave your homie near frozen
I know that he scared 
But he never gon’ show it
He praying and hoping 
That I’m gon’ forget
That the bars that I wrote 
Got recycled and stolen

Some artists wanna see me fail
But keep it low
So we share ideas
Don’t really care if I pop or not
They just wanna say that they were here
Do I care not really 
Tryna ruin me 
Man they acting silly
Going stupid
They ain’t thinking clearly
Cut em off
When I see they fake 
Then they always got me
Feeling guilty
Others always gonna watch me move
Treat my come up
Like a fucking series
Copy every single move I make 
But I don’t hate em
I love em dearly
I should rap about getting high
Maybe then my numbers hit the ceiling 
New age topics pop me off
They say they won’t
But I got a feeling
Rap about fast cars
Fucking bitches
Maybe killing some thugs
Maybe
The only way
That I can get all of my numbers up
Wish I knew how
But I ain’t giving up
Chirp and call me hella corny
But I don’t ever really give a fuck

Execute (Official Audio)

Beat Produced By: H3 Music
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Krewbtt
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

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LYRICS:

My teacher said I got my head in the clouds
I’m 5’7 are you fucking retarded?
My big bills getting heavy heavy
Splitting the seams in my wallet

Crazy people ain’t believe in me
When I tell em that I got this
Handful of y’all vouch for me
And that’s what be going the farthest
I ain’t down for no handout
Just in need of support
Talking shit get the onslaught 
Turn your chick to a whore
Kick it kick it
With the merch money
Small room wit a big picture
No respect wit the shit beliefs
And you really think that imma fuck wit ya?
Homie kickin it in Houston
Mixing Fuckin wit a flow
Someone who really believes in me
Living half way across the globe
Most of the people who be in my life
Taking all this as a joke
Really hard to keep my head up
Hard when I’m losing hope
Try to bring my fucking self up
In the wrong way I tie a rope
Used to wanna take my life
Used to wanna end it all
Never getting no respect
But now I’m treated like a big dawg

Reciting my music in class
Kissing my ass
Fuck you wanna be
Tryna be dope
You tryna be lit
But you being fake
Be too plain to see
Snakes around getting hard to breathe
Anaconda when she on her knees
Happy with her or I’m in between 
Wait
Im hitting bars I ain’t getting deep

Man fuck the chicks bro
I chase the money
Problem with you
Express it bluntly
Said I’m trash but you listen to me
Like Billie elilish 
Oh ain’t it lovely
Go ahead and doubt me all you want
Work a 9-5 while I’m having fun
They think it ain’t tough
Working so hard numbers going up
But I’m always hungry it’s never enough
Working day and night
But I do what I love
Judge me for creating 
And stacking my paper
Think it effects me 
Don’t care bout a stranger
Talking down to me
Than I’ll see him later
Said he gon’ off me
Lil homie in danger

You do not know me homie quit pretending 
Said you want a feature
Yet can’t write a sentence
You want it for free?
Then beg for the blessing 
You mad that I won’t
Hoe relax for a second
Talking bad I don’t care about it
.45 make a lil kid feel grounded
Won’t see me coming
Watch your surroundings
Show you all why I shouldn’t be doubted

I shouldn’t be doubted
I make me song 
Everyone astounded
Chicks getting wet
Took a dip in the fountain
My mind fucking up
It’s constantly clouded
Ain’t into drugs but I’m thinking about it
Fuck up sobriety just to sleep soundly 
Days till I die
I’m steadily counting

Remember Me (Prod. H3 Music)

Beat Produced By: H3 Music
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Krewbtt
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

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LYRICS:

Please quit asking what’s up
I know you don’t care how I been
We ain’t got nothing to talk about
See I was born to forgive
Told me you were in love
You wasn’t being sincere 
I cut you out the picture
Now my minds finally clear

Man they talk like I’m an Xbox
I ain’t nothing to toy with
Even all my boys 
Said I been picking out poison
Always put my all 
Then simply get exploited 
Wanna be with me
Cuz you seeking some employment 
I been lending out a hand
Shit that’s always the problem
I just wanna help
But they think that I made an offer
Lying to get close to me
Won’t tell em it’s a problem
New friends on the daily
Won’t complain if I got em

Always pick myself up
Like I’m tryna build my biceps
I gotta grow my audience 
I’m busy doing side steps
Avoiding doing shows
Avoid thinking bout the concepts
I’m pumping out my singles
And I’m grinding out my projects 

I tell them I’m going places 
They looking at my nonsense
Working till the AM
Entering a couple contests
It’s not that it won’t happen
I just don’t think it’s my time yet
They tell me I’m a dreamer
They don’t listen to the content
Fuck

Please quit asking what’s up
I know you don’t care how I been
Ain’t got nothing to talk about
See I was born to forgive
Told me you were in love
You wasn’t being sincere 
I cut you out the picture
And now my minds finally clear

Ion mean to brag
And shit I don’t mean to fuss
But I’m tired of people 
Fucking “bumming” a couple bucks
I know it’s my choice
But I almost feel compelled
Even though the handful 
Didn’t try and walk me through hell
They tryna pretend I didn’t start this
By myself

My friends do support me
But it’s cuz they feel the need to
With the love I’m getting daily 
I could fill a fucking teaspoon
Fake homies think they solid
In reality they see through 
I been meeting fucking losers
Since the day I started preschool

You gotta back up 
Clean off
Better use it as fuel
Not gonna lie
The first time
Was feeling hella confused
Used to sit inside silence 
Now I’m beating on abuse
Shit I kill off all the fakes
See I don’t need an excuse

People talk down 
Like they know where we been
Barley anyone getting it 
This is why we exist
If they tell you that you can’t
Then show em why you can win
Man

Please quit asking what’s up
I know you don’t care how I been
We ain’t got nothing to talk about
See I was born to forgive
Told me you were in love
You wasn’t being sincere 
I cut you out the picture
Now my minds finally clear

Don't Last (Prod. H3 Music)

Beat Produced By: H3 Music
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Cxnversate
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate
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LYRICS:
Since I was a little kid
I been following a vision
Try and fuck up my career
Thats when you realize I get vicious
Mama wants me in a college
Already got intuition
I know that im gonna pop
Just hang on and give me a minute

I know that you think im joking
When I say im gonna live well
Teacher think I aint gon' be shit
Priest thinking imma go to hell
Hickies painted all on me
The cross kick it on my neck still
Motherfuckers swear im body building
Bitch im holding up all of these big bills
I dont really give a fuck
Labeled as a little punk
I dont mean to be a dog
But your shit is fucking rough
Swear to god im going home
Think it up 
To laugh it off
Oh shit, bitch
For the kid thats way too easy
Im knowing a lot about you
Way you be walking up and greet me
How you be dapping me up or shaking my hand
Im feeling the hoes turn greedy
You thinking that imma owe you
Cuz you took home my free CD
See I
Battle bitches like i was MacCready
Man you ain't rapping boy you fucking reading
You hear my bangers but you miss the meaning
I beat your ass and catch a misdemeanor
Man i swear on god the mic be overheating
And my numbers raising need a bigger ceiling

Since I was a little kid
I been following a vision
Try and fuck up my career
Thats when you realize I get vicious
Mama wants me in a college
Already got intuition
I know that im gonna pop
Just hang on and give me a minute

Thinking that im hella crazy
The way i walk up in the school
You wanna know what im doing
Im catching bodies in the booth
You aint talk to me before
Now you wanna be inside the loop
Making money off a hobby
Now you thinking that im cool
Fuck it
Going crazy thats an understatement
Bars on bars like we in the station
Bang on walls know i stay creating 
But lil homie i been losing patience
You preach hard work but you act complacent
Nobody wants it near as much as me
I stay working while yall fucking sleep
Let me do a show and imma take the scene 
Fuck

No Chance

No Chance (Prod. H3 Music)

Beat Produced By: H3 Music
Vocals Mixed/Mastered By: Cxnversate
Recorded By: Cxnversate
Written By: Cxnversate

Im as surprised as you that this did as well as it did <3

Cxnversate

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