Written By Edoardo Mallard, Jr, Performed By Ejay Mallard
Produced, Mixed, and Mastered by John Allen Stephens of Third Coast Recording in Houston, TX
Artwork by Apdtum 

LYRICS

Hah
Hey
Woah

Hah
Hey

Excuse me, baby
I'm tryna know more
You've been staring at me all night
And I'm tryna see what's in store
By the look in your eyes, I can tell
Babygirl, you ain't ever been spoiled
It ain't tricking if you got it
Compared to him I got more
I'm pretty humble, I swear
But your man just ain't me
Don't you lift a finger
I'm tryna sweep you off your feet
Do the things that he don't
You don't have to ask twice
What he lacking
Girl, I'm packing
Look Ima treat you right

Let yourself loose with me, baby
Come groove with me, baby
Putting the moves on you, baby
Tell me what you dranking
The way that dress' fitting on you
(On you)
You can tell she's from Houston
By the way that it's moving

The signals that I've sent
And you still playing hard to get
But Ima playa
I'll do what I gotta do
Dancing on me slow
I ain't complaining
Like you tryna have my baby
We just met
But I can't get enough of you
Girl, you know
A playa can't lose if I got you
You know a playa can't lose if I got you
You know a playa can't lose if I got you
You know a playa can't lose if I got you

Come here, baby
Let me grip my hands 'round your waist
I'm tryna get you home tonight
This ain't the time or the place
Didn't expect that side of me
A playa ponta none less
Whisper in your ear
When we leaving here
I'm tryna find out what's next
Look here
Excuse me, baby
But my d**k game crazy
And I can do things with my tongue
Come here let me prove it, baby
After we done
Put you to sleep
I'll have you drooling, baby
Better do something with your hair
Your friends ain't stupid, baby
Yes, I dig your style
You're just my type
I love your big forehead
And them big brown eyes
What you want
A Telfar bag
Or Saint Laurent
Tyrna spoil you
I adore you
You're gorgeous

The signals that I've sent
And you still playing hard to get
But Ima playa
I'll do what I gotta do
Dancing on me slow
I ain't complaining
Like you tryna have my baby
We just met
But I can't get enough of you
Girl, you know
A playa can't lose if I got you
You know a playa can't lose if I got you
You know a playa can't lose if I got you
You know a playa can't lose if I got you

They won't believe this came from Houston!
They won't believe this came from Houston!

THINGS A PLAYA WOULD SAY

Written By Edoardo Mallard, Jr, Performed By Ejay Mallard
Produced & Mixed: John Allen Stephens 
Accompanied by: JD 
Additional Vocals by: MYND

Lyrics:

Ahhhhhhh
Ahhhhhh
Ahhhhh

Thought this was forever
The first time that I met her
We were young
But we were ready to try
Should've known that this was phony
The moment she stepped out on me
Wasn't love
Just went along for the ride
Can't even blame you though
Cause I've done worse
We've both been through it
And we've both been hurt
There's no excuse for you
To treat me worse
Two wrongs don't make a right
So I left first

I'd rather hold my tongue
To tell you you're not the one
There were so many things
I should've said
Rather be by my side
As you keep telling me lies
There were so many things
I should've said
But for you I was quiet
For you I was silent
Cause I'd rather be with you
And no one else
Or end up by myself
Than acknowledge
The things I was feeling
The effort you're giving
The shit I was going through
So a nigga just kept his cool
And I stayed out of it
Looking back
I ain't proud of it
You see I just wanted out of it
But I was stuck on some college shit

Mmmm
Needed you the most
You left
Now I'm a broken mess
Blew up your phone
Sent text
And you never called back
Cried on your voicemail
Said things
That I thought would bring us peace
But you said it made me weak
And I need to fall back

Needed you the most
You left
Now I'm a broken mess
Blew up your phone
Sent text
And you never called back
Cried on your voicemail
Said things
That I thought would bring us peace
But you said it made me weak
And I need to fall back

Needed you the most
You left
Now I'm a broken mess
Blew up your phone
Sent text
And you never called back
Cried on your voicemail
Said things
That I thought would bring us peace
But you said it made me weak
And I need to fall back

Woah
Woah
Woah
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yeah

NORTHSIDE!

I ain't got no conversation for you, baby
The nigga that you trying to get
Is kind of crazy
And I got more spoilers for you, baby
Let the credits roll
A nigga had to let you know
Dick longer than a telescope
I'm ready for
Whatever come my way this year
Swear, I won't bat a tear for no hoodrat
Ima spit on every track
Swear I'm ready for
Whatever come my way this year
Pray to God I don't relapse,
And start fucking on my ex again

WHEN A BLACK MAN GETS VULNERABLE

Lyrics

She be coming at me for the hell of it
She ain't even got no evidence
Talking about some shit that I ain't ever did
It's all irrelevant
That's all it ever is
She be coming at me hella sideways
After brunch
She be drunk on a Sunday
If I was any other nigga in these streets
Shit I probably would cheat
But that's nothing like me
But me I stay out the way
Do my own thang
And you still complain
Hella lowkey
Not too many know me
But you in my face
What you expect me to do
I can never do all the shit you put me through
Cause I'm nothing like you
If I said we're done then we're through

And I could have but I didn't
Fuck around on me like you did
Doing shit every other weekend
I could have but I didn't
But trust me I had the chance
But I put you first every chance I ever can

Thought we were just friends
I can't commit when no love is invested
That's common sense
You said I'm your blessing
But pray to the heavens
And freak on the weekends
Well I'll admit
While fucking you raw
I envisioned some kids
Running laps around mansion
I manage to build with no canvas
A menance I am but I'm patiently fishing
I need me some bands before I hit the kitchen
I need me a maid that's gone clean all these dishes
Cause you feel your beauty worth more than that Bentley
But truthfully you give no pennies when rent due
Lady I been knew
All of that trauma you been through
Happiness rarely come near you
Bought you some tissues
Cry 'til you face all your issues
I just can't be here to kiss you

You see
I could have but I didn't
Fuck around on me like you did
Doing shit every other weekend
I could have but I didn't
But trust me I had the chance
But I put you first every chance I ever can
I could have but I didn't
Fuck around on me like you did
Doing shit every other weekend
I could have but I didn't
But trust me I had the chance
But I put you first every chance I ever can

It's a lot of things that everybody's doing down there
We really...you know
We was the ones that originated it in the first place
But we gon' stick to the script
They'll leave our style alone before we leave it alone
Know what I'm talking 'bout

You see
But I could have but I didn't
Fuck around on me like you did
Doing shit every other weekend
I could have but I didn't
But trust me I had the chance
But I put you first every chance I ever can

Candy painted slippers
And she always dripping
Know I got the sauce
Watch me break them boys off man
H-town

I COULD HAVE BUT I DIDN'T featuring Mike Melinoe

lyrics

verse 1:
your friends wanna know our business
they gossip and ramble
(oh, do they now?)
your friends wanna know our secrets
too much for them to handle
(it's too much!)
your friends ask where you sneak off to
you answer with lies... every time
(every time!)
you better not say a darn word
don't even say "it's a surprise"

pre-chorus:
cause how is it gon' look
if we both show up
with my clothes undone
and your makeup smudged
no, i don't give a ....
we can say "so what"
if they ask if we .... 
tell them, "yea, so what"

chorus:
so what (x4)

reprise:
i know this asian named cindy
swear she's from sin city
no, she's not from vegas
just means she has seen plenty
she worries about her man,
he threatens that he will leave her
behind every woman...
is a man who couldn't keep her
swear the ugliest dudes
get the prettiest girls,
and the prettiest people
live in hideous worlds,
and the prettiest girls
always end up alone
they say beauty's skin deep, 
well girl, you're bad to the bone
(to the bone!) 

SO WHAT.

lyrics

*birds chirping & plane flying over horizon* 

verse: 
when the moon rises, i'll lay my head on your pillow
but when the sun breaks in the morning time, 
i'll be gone, i'll be gone ... 
she says, "why don't you love me,  
& what are you afraid of?" 

(what are you afraid of?) 

that every time i fall
there's no one their to catch me
and loves to blame ... 
how can I trust
that you won't do the same 
and plus ...

i'm more intrigued by the fact you think you need me
when you're screaming out my name
and on your knees you swallow me 
here's food for thought (thot) 
if i was a rose w/o my petals
would you still pick me apart?
i wanna know ...
i'm just trying to be more careful with
whom i give my heart. 
i'll put a queen inside my castle
crocks out of my court ..
but i will court with any Jezebel 
till i find the one that gives me butterflies, 
and makes my heart drop, 
picking petals 'part singing ...

"she loves me, she loves me not...
I guess she loves me, she loves me not" 

Bridge:
we'll find love in a hopeless place,
we'll find love in a hopeless place,
we'll find love in a hopeless place ay-hey.

we'll find drugs in a dope-less place,
we'll find drugs in a dope-less place,
we'll find drugs in a dope-less place, ay-hey.

*melodic whistle*

ROSE PETAL PICKING.


just a sample.

the first installment of the [CTRL] ALT series. 
full length [CTRL] ALT project coming soon...
executive produced by Daniel Nzeakor


PRODIGAL SON. (LIVE)

RADIO.

verse 1: 
it’s early in the morning
and i’m draking, no i’m driving 
and i’m thinking and i’m wilding 
and i find myself 
pull up to your crib 
to see how you have been 
and i say “who car is this?” 
and im so far gone that 
i pick up my phone 
to see if you at home 
i see you through the blinds
i know you see me calling 
what the hell is going on 
i guess this time it's goodbye 
for real though 
when that hotline bling
you used to text me 
like there is still hope 
i guess that this was just a sign 
to move on 
cause i tell myself this every time  
but i still don’t 

hook: 
please don’t drake and drive 
drake and drive 
please don’t drake and drive 
drake and drive 

when the good ones go 
the good ones go
if you wait too long 
the good ones go 
the good ones go 
if you stay too long 


verse 2: 
i guess i never should’ve stopped by
see if we can make it work was just a far cry
loving on me must've just been part time
ripping papers, smashing pictures
doing just fine (are you doing just fine?) 
late night drive to clear my mind up
no direction or location 
back and forth; you see me pacing 
moving on? girl lets just face it
cause i know you’ve been hesitant for a minute
but you act like you just don’t get it
cause we back and forth like it’s tennis
how am i suppose to move on, too
when none of this just don’t seem right
cause i’ve been thinking about you 
but you’ve been living your own life
i talked to all of my homies 
they're given me the same advice 
they just keep telling me 

hook: 
please don’t drake and drive 
drake and drive 
please don’t drake and drive 
drake and drive

mixing & mastered: saul flores.

DRAKE & DRIVE.

I know that things ended 
So long ago 
But show me there's hope 
I'm at the end of the rope 
Pulling for you 
I'm pulling for you 

Cause I still pray for you 
I still pray for you 
I still pray for you 
I still pray for you 

And I hope that you pray for me, too 
I hope that you pray for me, too 
I hope that you pray for me, too 
I hope that you pray for me, too

I STILL PRAY FOR YOU.

FIX YOUR FACE.

PEACE OFFERING.

INTERRACIAL. // HOW ABOUT NOW.

TPC BAGBY.

HYMN.

****LYRICS****
Can you be honest 
And let me know how you feel, you feel, you feel 
Hope you keep every promise 
Just let me know if it’s real, it’s real, it’s real 

Man I fucking hope that I haven’t wasted my time
Too many times I’ve been lied to
So if you don’t mind
If you’re mine
Cut your hoes off for me
Play your roll right, completely
And please
Please don’t get my fucking hopes up 
(Woah, woah, woah)
Please don’t get my fucking hopes up 
(Woah, woah, woah)
Please don’t get my fucking hopes up 

Patience this takes timing 
My heart still reminded
True love burns the brightest
But you burned me deep
This is third-degree
You out with your friends
While I can barely sleep 
Fuck anxiety 
I’m stalking your insta and your tweets
Look what you did to me
Ever since you left me
I pray you mean every word you text me
Damn you make me sick 
And I can’t heal in this environment 
This is not okay 
Deal with this shit almost everyday 
No help on the way 
I don’t even know what else to say

So much 
(So much, so much) 
So much of me still belongs to you 

Can you be honest 
And let me know how you feel, you feel, you feel 
(You feel, you feel) 
Hope you keep every promise 
Just let me know if it’s real, it’s real, it’s real 
(It’s real, it’s real) 

Man I fucking hope that I haven’t wasted my time
(My time) 
Too many times I’ve been lied to
So if you don’t mind
(Don’t mind)
If you’re mine
Cut your hoes off for me
Play your roll right, completely
And please
(And please)
Please don’t get my fucking hopes up 
(Woah, woah, woah)
Please don’t get my fucking hopes up 
(Woah, woah, woah)
Please don’t get my fucking hopes up 

(Woah, woah, woah)
(Woah, woah, woah)
(Woah, woah, woah)

© 2019 Ejay Mallard.

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