flow

Flow

Weapon

I don’t want a fake fruit life
Where all appears right
But only on the outside 
While within is full of lies 

Where my heart 
Is far 
From the words that I say 
And my thoughts 
Only cause 
You utter dismay 
God redeem me
Help me turn your way
Oh God don’t leave me
Stuck in this place 

Lord bring my heart to be true
Where I live to honor you
Unashamed of the truth
Not full of fake fruit 

Where my heart 
Is far 
From the words that I say 
And my thoughts 
Only cause 
You utter dismay 
God redeem me
Help me turn your way
Oh God don’t leave me
Stuck in this place 

Forgive me when I think
The work of my hands
Is just checkin a box
In my Bible plan 
Forgive me when I crave
The applause of man 
Over the silent nod
Of the great I am 
Forgive me when I put
My comfort first 
Living for self
And not to serve
Oh God Forgive me when I think
The work of my hands
Is just checkin a box
In my Bible plan 
Forgive me when I crave
The applause of man 
Over the silent nod
Of the great I am 
Forgive me when I put
My comfort first 
Living for self
And not to serve

Oh God I don’t want a fake fruit life
Where all appears right
But only on the outside 
While within is full of lies 

Where my heart 
Is far 
From the words that I say 
And my thoughts 
Only cause 
You utter dismay 
God redeem me
Help me turn your way
Oh God don’t leave me
Stuck in this place 

Oh Forgive me when I think
The work of my hands
Is just checkin a box
In my Bible plan 
Forgive me when I crave
The applause of man 
Over the silent nod
Of the great I am 
Forgive me when I put
My comfort first 
Living for self
And not to serve
Oh God Forgive me when I think
The work of my hands
Is just checkin a box
In my Bible plan 
Forgive me when I crave
The applause of man 
Over the silent nod
Of the great I am 
Forgive me when I put
My comfort first 
Living for self
And not to serve

Where my heart 
Is far 
From the words that I say 
And my thoughts 
Only cause 
You utter dismay 
God redeem me
Help me turn your way
Oh God don’t leave me
Stuck in this place

Fake Fruit Life (Female Version)

Lemonade Memories is an upbeat groove-driven track from Bobby Ticklez that blends soul, funk, and Southern storytelling into a summer anthem. With references to sunshine, sweet tea, backroads, and fireflies, it captures the sweet and sour taste of nostalgia; like sipping cold lemonade on a hot Texas day. The rhythm stays playful and warm, while the lyrics lean into bittersweet reflection, keeping it on-brand with the Coffee Shop Bangerz project.

Lemonade Memories

Come Back

Gotta go

Feeling Good Again

Speak for yourself

Lyrics 100% created by me, vocals and instrumentals produced using AI. I'm an independent songwriter trying to get signed and work with companies/ artists so these are my demos. Let me know what you think! Thank you for the support 

All Night




Titel: “Ridin’ Route 66”

(Soul-Blues Road Trip Song)

[Verse 1]
Top down, sun is high,
Highway’s hummin’, blue sky wide,
The wind’s my friend, it kisses my face,
I’m rollin’ free, in my favorite place.

Radio playin’ that old sweet tune,
My heart beats steady, in perfect groove,
Every mile feels like a dream come true,
Just me, my soul, and that endless view.

Ridin’ down Route 66,
Feelin’ the rhythm, life’s sweet mix,
I’m singin’ loud, don’t care who sees,
The wind and the road, they set me free.

[Verse 2]
Desert sky turns red and gold,
Stories whisper, roads unfold,
Every turn’s got a tale to tell,
I’m cruisin’ slow, I know it well.

Music flowin’ through my veins,
No more worries, no more chains,
I’m dancin’ with the passing miles,
Freedom tastes just like a smile.

Ridin’ down Route 66,
Feelin’ the rhythm, life’s sweet mix,
I’m singin’ loud, don’t care who sees,
The wind and the road, they set me free.

Ooh, the neon lights start to shine,
Old diners glow, feelin’ fine,
Every town, a piece of soul,
Every mile makes me whole.

Ridin’ down Route 66,
Feelin’ the groove, yeah, life just clicks,
I’m flyin’ high, no need for wings,
On this road, my spirit sings.

Yeah…
Just me, the wind,
and a song on the radio…
That’s my road trip,
my kind of freedom.

“Ridin’ Route 66” (Soul-Blues Road Trip Song)

“Parking Lot Prayers” is a song about the moments nobody sees — the quiet talks with God when the world’s asleep.
It’s southern soul rap with gospel bones and a heart full of doubt and hope.

Honest, smoky, and redemptive, this track finds faith not in the church pews, but in the headlights and heartbreaks of real life.

Parking Lot Prayers

A collage of voices that paint my perspective in music form. 

-All the lyrics are wrote by me.. but as a disclaimer these are AI songs. I used to record my own music with my voice but I l don't like my rap voice lol.

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