On The Inside [Demo]

1st UG Playlist

9090gate - Blow Me (Prod @Mag)

fakemink - blow me (prod @mag)

Easter Pink (Prod Suzy Sheer)

Music And Me (Prod OK)

Produced by alexcozis

Yeah she acts like a princess
But she looks like Barbie
And she smokes like a Marley

I hope that she calls me
But I know she ain't for me
That's what everybody told me
But I don't care

She's a gamble, well I guess I like to dare

We could be a pear

Even though she bit the apple

Supermodel up in Paris, I can see her catwalk
Money in her purse while we on the plane to Basel
I said F the rules, we not sticking to the manual
Pouring up the Daniel
Filling up her wrist with granules

I know that they see us
And they hate it
So I made this song just for their playlist
They don't see her true colours, they're like a racist
They don't know she's special and everybody basic

I just wanna hold your hand
They can take their photos
I know that they secretly got FOMO

Louis V and POLO
I'll buy it for you
I'm a busy guy but I'll make time for you

Yeah she acts like a princess
But she looks like Barbie
And she smokes like a Marley

I hope that she calls me
But I know she ain't for me
That's what everybody told me
But I don't care

Princess

Braces (Prod Suzy Sheer)

Summer wasn’t over in December
I was Crashing Out, do you remember?
And What the Hell is Going on in Denver?
Told me you would Stay with me Forever and Ever

Belated Gift… when i turned Twenty-Seven
Twenty Seconds with you felt like Heaven
But what the Hell is going on in Devon?
I Should have left you… in the Bedroom Forever and Ever

You told me that you couldn’t Hold me
You were my One and Only (you were my One & Only…)
Started off as Friends like Rachel and Joey, you know me
But the things you said last summer wasn’t Holy

Danced that Summer till the Sun Rise
But you always wanna go until the Love Dies..
Sometimes I think we could be Together Forever and Ever
Until the Love Dies, (Sometimes im reminded of the Sun Rise)

Summer wasn’t over in December
I was Crashing Out, do you remember?
And What the Hell is Going on in Denver?
Told me you would Stay with me Forever and Ever

Belated Gift… when i turned Twenty-Seven
Twenty Seconds with you felt like Heaven
But what the Hell is going on in Devon?
I Should have left you… in the Bedroom Forever and Ever

I Don’t know anymore
Dunno, cus im not Sure
Are we still Involved in Love
Lost in the Lust and the Drugs

I Don’t know anymore
Dunno, cus im not Sure
Are we still Involved in Love
Lost in the Lust and the Drugs

Summer wasn’t over in December
I was Crashing Out, do you remember?
And What the Hell is Going on in Denver?
Told me you would Stay with me Forever and Ever


Alē [Demo]

Growing up wasn’t easy, believe me,
Grocery shopping for the children, mama did it weekly,
Reminiscing deeply,
One night, couldn’t sleep, she was fighting the feelings,
But she kept us fed, man, we were eating,
Father’s hairline receding, but in shadows, he was leading,
Competing to make sure there’s food on the table,
That evening, little baby brother was teething,
Dealing with issues, oh, we were scheming,
Created an ambitious demon,

Growing up wasn’t easy, believe me,
Mama grinding hard, never looking for a freebie,
Late nights, she’s on her feet and still competing,
But we made it, yeah, we were blessed, no deceiving. x2

But the fact that some of the world’s still woke gives me hope,
I keep my head down, focus on the rhymes and the dope,
Guitar’s plugged in, strumming chords, yeah I’m grooving,
Drugs I abused ‘em, man, I was losing,
But I found a solution through the hustles and the pain,
Grew from the struggle, I’m repping through the rain.
Growing up wasn’t easy, 

Growing up wasn’t easy, believe me,
Mama grinding hard, never looking for a freebie,
Late nights, she’s on her feet and still competing,
But we made it, yeah, we were blessed, no deceiving. x2

The struggle is real, poverty ain't just a TV show,
God’s got my back, puts the healing in my flow,
Dealing with issues far above your pay-grade,
Calling for a vacay, yeah, I just wanna fade,
Rest my head, test the bed, find some peace,
Recover from the trauma, let the chaos cease.
My sister’s greatest fear? Be broke, that’s the theme,
Can’t provide her kids clean clothes, man, that’s harsh,
Yet I'm living comfy, like life’s a motherfuckin' lark.


Paramount [Demo]

Yo, how can it be?
Whole world’s charging, fuck, it’s on me.
I’m tryna change, who the hell I am,
But decisions? Nah, that wasn’t part of the plan.

Searching for answers, no I can’t lie,
Dig deep in the roots, gotta learn to fly.
There’s a void in my soul, echoing pain,
But down in that darkness, there’s still some hope to gain.

Searching for answers, it’s hard to find,
Holy books in the booth, outta sight, outta mind.
Who do we turn to? The crown’s a joke,
Pray this searching leads to that real smoke.

Di-Vinci Code, man, I’m denied,
Sheep in the field, living life misaligned.
World’s filled with famine, the pain runs deep,
But beauty in the eyes of kids makes me weep.

Yo, how can it be?
Whole world’s charging, fuck, it’s on me.
I’m tryna change, who the hell I am,
But decisions? Nah, that wasn’t part of the plan.

Searching for answers, no I can’t lie,
Dig deep in the roots, gotta learn to fly.
There’s a void in my soul, echoing pain,
But down in that darkness, there’s still some hope to gain.

We all on the search, dawg, can’t you see?
Digging for gold, man, that's a part of me.
Heavy on my heart, these truths weigh a ton,
Tears in my eyes, but I’m still gonna run.

Searching for answers, it’s hard to find,
Scoured so many pages, pulled apart my mind.
Before the great fall, who’s gon’ take that call?
When the silence screams, who’d be there at all?

Yo, how can it be?
Whole world’s charging, fuck, it’s on me.
I’m tryna change, who the hell I am,
But decisions? Nah, that wasn’t part of the plan.

Searching for answers, no I can’t lie,
Dig deep in the roots, gotta learn to fly.
There’s a void in my soul, echoing pain,
But down in that darkness, there’s still some hope to gain.

Analyzing smoke, damn, it’s hard to breathe,
People lied to, man, they’ve been deceived.
But there’s a world out there where the truth lives,
Searching for the light, my soul gotta forgive.

Searching for answers, it’s hard to find,
Scratched and bruised, but I’m working on my grind.
Changing who I am, but I gotta stay true,
Soon the whole world’s gon’ know what’s due.

Yo, how can it be?
Whole world’s charging, fuck, it’s on me.
I’m tryna change, who the hell I am,
But decisions? Nah, that wasn’t part of the plan.

Searching for answers, no I can’t lie,
Dig deep in the roots, gotta learn to fly.
There’s a void in my soul, echoing pain,
But down in that darkness, there’s still some hope to gain.

Di-Vinci Code, yeah, I’m still in the chase,
Hurdling these walls, can’t slow down my pace.
Yo, how can it be?
This world’s got me charged, but I’m ready, you’ll see.

Searching for answers, breaking through the chains,
Feel the weight lift, turning loss into gains.
Yo, how can it be?
I’m here for the climb, and this treasure’s me.

Sundown II [Demo]

Yo, mischievous ways, grouped in with the slaves,
In the home of the brave, still we fight to get paid.
These lemons ain’t make lemonade, we still misbehaved,
Can’t stand to get waved, decisions haunt us to the grave.

In this heat wave, who’s to say,
We can’t make it to the championship game?
Peep how she slay, in her own gorgeous way,
Jada to my will, but still we serenade.

Are there angels at heaven’s gate? If so, I’ll wait,
Bets on the parle, women of the night can’t relate.
Just lived through the coldest May, pray we don’t skate,
My niggas caught up with Jakes, gotta communicate.

This cold world need the sun to exist,
First day at school, gave her son a parting kiss.
If he ain’t make it to the honor list, who gives a shit?
Scholarships evaporate, like dreams they just quit.

Yo, mischievous ways, grouped in with the slaves,
In the home of the brave, still we fight to get paid.
These lemons ain’t make lemonade, we still misbehaved,
Can’t stand to get waved, decisions haunt us to the grave.

In this heat wave, who’s to say,
We can’t make it to the championship game?
Peep how she slay, in her own gorgeous way,
Jada to my will, but still we serenade.

Oh, you poor? Cry me a river of doubt,
Believe in the thieves feedin’ fam beyond south.
Seems like they figured it out, found a different route,
Loaf with the trout, I’m talkin’ money in the clout.

Pot of gold at the end of the rainbow,
Protect your health, keep your wealth on the lay low.
These angels never came with a halo,
Friends you can trust? Can you name those?

Yo, mischievous ways, grouped in with the slaves,
In the home of the brave, still we fight to get paid.
These lemons ain’t make lemonade, we still misbehaved,
Can’t stand to get waved, decisions haunt us to the grave.

In this heat wave, who’s to say,
We can’t make it to the championship game?
Peep how she slay, in her own gorgeous way,
Jada to my will, but still we serenade.

This the life we live, the breed we were born,
Protection from elders, yeah, that shit kept us warm.
In them dorms, had to go against the grain,
Till death do we swear, endure all this pain.

Tryin’ to make change, but it don’t register,
From the cradle to the grave, we fight competitors.
Deficits led us to loan shark creditors,
Through trials and tribulations, we elevate, forever...

Yo, mischievous ways, grouped in with the slaves,
In the home of the brave, still we fight to get paid.
These lemons ain’t make lemonade, we still misbehaved,
Can’t stand to get waved, decisions haunt us to the grave.

In this heat wave, who’s to say,
We can’t make it to the championship game?
Peep how she slay, in her own gorgeous way,
Jada to my will, but still we serenade.

Are there angels at heaven’s gate? If so, I’ll wait,
Bets on the parle, women of the night can’t relate.
Just lived through the coldest May, pray we don’t skate,
My niggas caught up with Jakes, gotta communicate.

This cold world need the sun to exist,
First day at school, gave her son a parting kiss.
If he ain’t make it to the honor list, who gives a shit?
Scholarships evaporate, like dreams they just quit.

Yo, mischievous ways, grouped in with the slaves,
In the home of the brave, still we fight to get paid.
These lemons ain’t make lemonade, we still misbehaved,
Can’t stand to get waved, decisions haunt us to the grave.

In this heat wave, who’s to say,
We can’t make it to the championship game?
Peep how she slay, in her own gorgeous way,
Jada to my will, but still we serenade.


The Forever Story [Demo]

Fuck it, im going alone
I got your Bitch on the Phone
She keep on calling my home, like no
Yeah… that Bitch gotta go

Gronco, One with the Dough
Yachtmaster Came with the Boat
If you Drown, it mean you ain’t Float
We Round, Trips round the Coast

Solo…
The Ralph came with a Polo
The Brand came with a Logo
And She Bouncing Back like Yoyo

Chill Out, Bitch get a Froyo
Ice, so Chill its a Frozone
This Ganja is Burning the Ozone 
Im Searching for Change like a Hobo

And the Lobster came with the Bass
Im going Haiti in France
That Bitch love doing my Dance
But she more in Love with the Cash

But im more in Love with the Bands
Counting the Racks with my Hands
Sticky, Cover Bread with the Jam
Pray that this Blicky don’t Jam

Solo…
The Ralph came with a Polo
The Brand came with a Logo
And She Bouncing Back like Yoyo

Chill Out, Bitch get a Froyo
Ice, so Chill its a Frozone
This Ganja is Burning the Ozone 
Im Searching for Change like a Hobo

Fuck it, no time for Romance
So Grand it fuck up the Plans
Im with a Bad Bitch in Japan
Half a Xan till i Land 

Gronco Stealing the Show
Its G, you already Know
These Imitators wan Copy Flow
But they Don’t know how to do it like Pro

Fuck it, im going alone
I got your Bitch on the Phone
She keep on calling my home, like no
Yeah… that Bitch gotta go

Gronco, One with the Dough
Yachtmaster Came with the Boat
If you Drown, it mean you ain’t Float
We Round, Trips round the Coast

Solo…
The Ralph came with a Polo
The Brand came with a Logo
And She Bouncing Back like Yoyo

Chill Out, Bitch get a Froyo
Ice, so Chill its a Frozone
This Ganja is Burning the Ozone 
Im Searching for Change like a Hobo

And the Lobster came with the Bass
Im going Haiti in France
That Bitch love doing my Dance
But she more in Love with the Cash

But im more in Love with the Bands
Counting the Racks with my Hands
Sticky, Cover Bread with the Jam
Pray that this Blicky don’t Jam

Solo…
The Ralph came with a Polo
The Brand came with a Logo
And She Bouncing Back like Yoyo

Chill Out, Bitch get a Froyo
Ice, so Chill its a Frozone
This Ganja is Burning the Ozone 
Im Searching for Change like a Hobo

Fuck it, no time for Romance
So Grand it fuck up the Plans
Im with a Bad Bitch in Japan
Half a Xan till i Land 

Gronco Stealing the Show
Its G, you already Know
These Imitators wan Copy Flow
But they Don’t know how to do it like Pro

Solo…
The Ralph came with a Polo
The Brand came with a Logo
And She Bouncing Back like Yoyo

Chill Out, Bitch get a Froyo
Ice, so Chill its a Frozone
This Ganja is Burning the Ozone 
Im Searching for Change like a Hobo

Fuck it, im going alone
I got your Bitch on the Phone
She keep on calling my home, like no
Yeah… that Bitch gotta go

Gronco, One with the Dough
Yachtmaster Came with the Boat
If you Drown, it mean you ain’t Float
We Round, Trips round the Coast


Solo De Percusión [Demo]

Distant smoke, I can hear you calling,
In the haze of London, while the city’s falling,
Smoke arose from the bayou, deep in New Orleans,
Feel it in my bones, like some ghostly dreams.

Falling for you, babe, while the world’s a mess,
Not to respond? Nah, that’d be a fucking stress,
Stalling, installing, yeah, that mode of transport,
Gotta ride through the storm, bring the love, that’s my sport.

City lights flicker, shadows creeping tight,
But your voice in the smoke cuts through the night,
New Orleans vibes, breaking cancer, breaking chains,
I’m lost in this moment, feeling all your pains.

Need an answer, I’m at your immediate response,
Waiting for the sign, like a soldier to a haunt,
Some answers need God, yeah, divine intervention,
But I’m here, on the line, feel my heart’s intention.

Distant smoke, I can hear you calling,
In the haze of London, while the city’s falling,
Smoke arose from the bayou, deep in New Orleans,
Feel it in my bones, like some ghostly dreams.

Falling for you, babe, while the world’s a mess,
Not to respond? Nah, that’d be a fucking stress,
Stalling, installing, yeah, that mode of transport,
Gotta ride through the storm, bring the love, that’s my sport.

With every puff of smoke, I’m drifting in and out,
Can you feel the love? Can you hear the shout?
Lost in the distance, but your call’s so clear,
In the middle of this chaos, I can feel you near.

Apologies, baby, for the times I've missed,
But this smoke’s the signal, can’t let it twist,
Gotta ride these waves, through the thick and thin,
New Orleans to London, let the journey begin.

Distant smoke, I can hear you calling,
In the ashes, baby, no more stalling,
Smoke arose from the depths, rising high,
Through the streets of London, let our spirits fly.

Distant smoke, I can hear you calling,
In the haze of London, while the city’s falling,
Smoke arose from the bayou, deep in New Orleans,
Feel it in my bones, like some ghostly dreams.

Falling for you, babe, while the world’s a mess,
Not to respond? Nah, that’d be a fucking stress,
Stalling, installing, yeah, that mode of transport,
Gotta ride through the storm, bring the love, that’s my sport.

City lights flicker, shadows creeping tight,
But your voice in the smoke cuts through the night,
New Orleans vibes, breaking cancer, breaking chains,
I’m lost in this moment, feeling all your pains.

Need an answer, I’m at your immediate response,
Waiting for the sign, like a soldier to a haunt,
Some answers need God, yeah, divine intervention,
But I’m here, on the line, feel my heart’s intention.

Distant smoke, I can hear you calling,
In the haze of London, while the city’s falling,
Smoke arose from the bayou, deep New Orleans,
Feel it in my bones, like some ghostly dreams.

Falling for you, babe, while the world’s a mess,
Not to respond? Nah, that’d be a fucking stress,
Stalling, installing, yeah, that mode of transport,
Gotta ride through the storm, bring the love, that’s my sport.

Dancing While The World Is On Fire [Demo]

Gbenga is an artist hailing from South London. 

Influenced by Kendrick Lamar, Sampha & Kanye West, his top-tier lyricism, virtuosic microphone command, and sharp conceptual vision consolidate his musical journey.