I Don't Know (Prod. By Felly)

Lyrics:
Pull up at yo motha fuckin fuction
Bumpin' something 
They all make assumptions 
Look at the so called rapper while I'm grubbin
You soap opera bitches ain't even in the running 
but I've known 
Gospel with the god flow
Pimp Mindset Imma digest 
I invest time for a craft Imma die with Try and test(Braa) no biceps 
That's just how it goes in the Wild West 
You can find me in the mountain tops 
I'm off everything feeling like the captain 
I see all yall that point and laugh but one sec I'mmma be the one laughing
All the fake shit drop give me headaches 
And I stay stacked up wit da aspirin 
Its a, White salt lake kid wit da flow bout to put the whole world in a backspin or caskets 
I'm askin the master its passion they lackin 
and me I would end my whole life for this rappin, 
A factor of magic, 
a sack of the grass 
keep my mind at its best and my thoughts are relaxin. 
Fuck that Imma stay Hype 
Pussy ass bitch prolly suffering from stage freight 
Cheif wit the kicks and the snares and the bass line
Bitch See the mu fuckin merch get name right OH LORRDDD
I ain't slept in like a god damn week
Still stay strong still pray for the weak 
Tweetz still spittin bout the vans on his feet 
Livin hippy life steady whippin vans in the street 
Whip whip it 
On my vibe 
Preaching scriptures 
oh my god 
Sin no repent when it come to my lies
Wins after wins when it comes to my life

We bout to throw UT on the map
We just doin us we ain't never looking back
But in due time I'll lose my mind and yall so blind cause the game is trap
Yall sell dimes but Im in need of a sack? 
I be so clean when it comes to the claps
Pink codeine make my mind go black
And we'll all stand up but we so laid back 
Ayo I heard you got a problem but I ain't hear it from you 
Mufuckas makin money master miracle view
Miracle whippin' in the space seat 
Cruise down state street 
Tryna vibe with yall but stick to lyrical roots 
And for now I'm a god damn ghost 
Bow to the preist while he bring yall the host 
Bump my shit go deaf that's most
Eyes stay cleared yall see through the locs
I see through the magnifying of absences in the past life
Mad defining and astericks on the last line
Asking tigers about advice on the back nine 
Ashin black shit on the back of a rabbi 
but I maintain flawless 
Jawin and ballin and you can hear the boss man callin,
I need some interest bitch, so make me interested I handed you a 20 I need 50s or some Benjamin's. DAT SKRILLA

Watermelon Man (prod. Chief)

Shoutout Chief for the beat
Shoutout Riley for the art

Lyrics:
Quit asking bout my wealth 
Am I the only one who only care about himself
Stop asking if I'm next cause we know the game is fucked you need to check ya damn self

You need to check ya damn self I was too hard headed just to ask for some help
I got patience in my belt
but hope is hard to just acquire in the middle of the stage I gotta bounce in my attire
Tryna replay Hollywood
Even though I know it ain't my livelihood
I ain't bout the shit that you thought I was
Why you tryna fuck wit a lot of us
Cause you know we gon get like a lotta buzz
And yo you must not have heard what the motto was
It ain't fashion, it ain't flashin or cashin but bastards they always be askin' bout that shit

But....
They all whack bitch
And you be that bitch
The Karma ain't shit your looks will get your back bitch
The always rolled thru but never even had to ask bitch

I said I don't know I still haven't mastered the flow
You attackin the actual passionate soul
We did backflips to get on the map and you asking for me to just tell you everything that we know
Hold it
Why this so potent
I thought me n my homies were supposed to be rollin
Eye sight look blurry
My vision stay golden
Mind in a twist and it's constantly goin
Hand in a bundle i'm constantly sewin
I do this rap shit i'm constantly flowin
Motive is chosen
I see you provokin arose in a state of a loco emotion
But I guess I wait for the day I take flight
Still ain't got no stage freight
Ya know a scrub can still buy bape right 

Quit asking about my wealth 
Am I the only one who only care about himself
Stop asking if I'm next cause we know the game is fucked you need to check ya damn self 

Fashion Statement (Prod. Chief)

Happy to say i got a full project comin in the next few months. Be on the looks. Here's a little sneak peek to hold y'all over. 

Mixed and Mastered by chief. of bmb 
Go peep my brother's music @chieffrombmb/@mindbodyandbeats

Lyrics: 
I'm wipin' the ash from my lips
I'm getting my ass into check
I only use math for the checks
I pull up in matte black and laugh at your rims
Don't ask for no intuition,
My influence sick as influenza and I 
Been fluent with Ticonderoga's
Seen the hoe I'm finna bend her over
We seen the mamba now i'm the cobra
Lonesome one wit no Casanova
Pourin a 40
Come over
Red rover
We sold it
It's out wit the old ones
It's out wit the old and in with new
Thoughts arise I stare at the view
Thots arrive to fuck wit my crew
They all came by in abundance of twos
Stay boss in this bitch
Y'all ain't really in the trap y'all locked in the ditch
No cost for the tip
I just had to put it down so I can mosh in the pit
No Ross when I rick roll y'all wit the vid 
No jock's in my clique
They jockin the dick 
I ain't mad I hope all y'all rock wit my shit

Sneak Peek (prod chief.)

The Manifestival is my debut full length project. Throughout the duration of the project I talk a lot about things I want to achieve and dreams I want to make reality. This is manifesting. 

Mixed and Mastered by @chiefslc

Todd Son (prod. chief.)

Switch (feat. Coblin) (prod. snack)

Reign & Heil (prod. felly)

Safeway (prod. Lil Samurai)

Asthmatic (prod. snack & chief.)

Manifest (prod. snack)

R.I.P (feat. Sabbath27k!) (prod. Maseratigokrazy)

Welcome To The Manifestival (Intro) (prod. Smough)

Throwback w/ Sabbath27k! & Oji

bars bruh
@ripdaydream
ethan@ripdaydream.com

ETHAN

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