Forever Independent, my debut album. Coming straight out of San Antonio, Texas.

Forever Independent

Spotify

Rose Petals - Megaremix (Feat. JelloMauri, Med, Tony2Real, Dyl The Killsmith)

Forevr Independent

Trokero Boys

Foreer Independent

Snake Dance (Feat. King Tez)

BeGa LaRose Interlude

Memories

Whoa (Feat. Dyl The Killsmith)

Where You At

Cumbia De Las Culonas

Latin Lover

The Test Of Loyalty

Invitation Of The Elite

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Google Play - https://play.google.com/store/music/album?id=B73cebafufpi7tyblddmx45cmcu
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Deezer - https://www.deezer.com/album/70355772
Tidal - https://tidal.com/browse/album/93341542

Written by: Thomas Price II instagram.com/iamthomasprice

Beat by: Omer Agca (Turreekk)

Produced by: Jus The Engineer
Instagram.com/JusTheEngineer in association with June “The Jenius” James instagram.com/junethejenius 


Lyrics...

Chorus:
No sleepin, straight hustlin, all day never stop, no more sufferin
We Get the money, we put in work, stay on our job, and live it up
We grindin, and shinin, 24/7 baby no rewindin
I Got the dough, Im feelin low, Im out the door, cause I want mo'
No sleepin, straight hustlin, all day never stop, no more sufferin
Man we tryna get to the money bag

Main verse:
Uh, I been on my grind since I was I alive, chasing money is how I survive, 
gettin that cash is how I get by, 
18 wheelers is how I stay fly,
getting these checks is getting me high
Missin my son everytime I say bye,
The things I do to live a good life.

'keep it real'

I was sick and damn tired of being broke
Walkin around like a practical joke
I changed my ways and now Im woke
Cutting the ties to the miserable folks
Im living one deep in my life, call me rogue
Keepin it real, cause Im from the tone
Gettin the girls and giving the stroke

'puro san anto'

Im doing my best to see the riches
Workin nonstop and chasin the vision
Fuck with my son and you go missin
Niggas is hatin, they see im winnin
Back from the past im on a mission
Killin the beat, im the mortition
Millionaire status there isnt no wishin

"PriceTag"

Chorus:
No sleepin, straight hustlin, all day never stop, no more sufferin
We Get the money, we put in work, stay on our job, and live it up
We grindin, and shinin, 24/7 baby no rewindin
I Got the dough, Im feelin low, Im out the door, cause I want mo'

Verse 2:

(watchu tryna do mayne?)

Tryna travel when I want to
Buy cars when I want to
Houses when I want to
Get hoes with my whole crew
Swangin when I roll through
Models what Im gon' do
Living like im spossed too

"100"

I started from the bottom, worked my way up to the top,
Went from ramen to eating the biggest lobster that they got
Im hot to trot, pull the pipe out, make her cream then bust my shot, 
And once Im done im back on the grind so I can buy this yacht

"Put some respect on it" 

Making this money will ultimately be the death of me, if Imma go out, its cause the benjis was my destiny
Im blessed to see that my past never got the best of me,
Im stressin free, shout out to my haters, you can take a knee

"Got em"

Chorus:
No sleepin, straight hustlin, all day never stop, no more sufferin
We Get the money, we put in work, stay on our job, and live it up
We grindin, and shinin, 24/7 baby no rewindin
I Got the dough, Im feelin low, Im out the door, cause I want mo'
No sleepin, straight hustlin, all day never stop, no more sufferin
Man we tryna get to the money bag

Money Bag

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Tidal - http://bit.ly/Thebegtital

Written by: Thomas Price II instagram.com/iamthomasprice

Beat by: VIETBEAT

Recorded & Mastered at: Gat3 Recording studio, Charlotte NC

Lyrics:

You see, there's times in a persons life when they have to stand up and rise to greatness. We live in a world where only the few survive to make it to the top. Theres people out there that would hate to see you succeed, and love to see you fall. Ain't nobody out here realer then yourself. Learn to be one with your own world. Learn to live One Deep. When you do, you'll start to see the big picture. Fuck the haters, fuck the negativity, we're on a mission to be legendary. This is our time, and aint nobody stopping this movement. Welcome to my piece of history. From underdog to legend. Welcome to The Beginning.

Wakin up in the mornin, gotta stay proud
That I lived another day underneath this storm cloud
Wonderin where im going if I keep followin this crowd
Unavowed, say it loud, im tryna get to my crown

One deep livin when its time for me to touchdown
Keep it real, seal the deal, realest one in my town
Bout to be a local legend, represetin for the brown
Bad bitches next to me whenever I come around

Dreams of being a king in my town
Feel alone, in my zone, tryna make my name renown
Miss my son, only one, gonna turn my life around
Makin moves, pay my dues, wanna take off from the ground

Movin weight, all around, waiting till these bills compound
Feeling stressed, im obsessed, making checks and moving pounds
Dusk till dawn, on my own, stop the clock im makin rounds
Time to go, now you know, leader of the fuckin hounds

Im taking off, all day on these bitches
Cant catch me when im chasin these riches
My niggas fuck with me cause I keep them ambitious
Million dollar cars while we eatin in the kitchen
Bunch of bad bitches cookin food and washin dishes
Shinin' on the suckers that aint got the same mission
Swangin in a chain, candy paint and steady sippin
Wood grain bang, hit the switch, stay tippin'

2019, this is our year
Everybody else, better stand clear
The is the beginning, of a new life
Stayin on our hustle, stayin on our grind
Money on our mind, work till we shine
Ballin all the time, going up the climb
This is just a SA town rhyme, hope people listen, its showtime

Gotta make it the top no matter what happens
Get the riches and the bitches, you know they be latin
3 for 1, fuck em all, you know I be packin'
Helicopter twirls, flex the dick, show my talent
Bust em all, waterfall, blowin like a cannon
Kill the pussy, FBI calling me Assassin
Make em fall in love, PriceTag keep em laughin
Whats a relationship, I think I hate em with a passion

I had my fun, now its time for me to get packin'
Back on the mission, its time for me to get the action
Always kept it real, you'll never ever see me actin'
Hustle nonstop, make the bucks, but im never braggin
100,000 people know my name, man I stay expandin'
Im just tryna show the people another way of trappin'
18 wheels on the ground, man its so attractive
6 figure life, when you see me passin'

My whole squad gonna eat when Im livin lavish
Theres only room for real niggas, no fake actors
Fuck me over, im not giving any second chances
I'll cut you off if there's a big misunderstanding 
Fuck a fake friend, im the realest left standing
Got my Queen Squad, these girls about to live in mansions
Your bitch will come to me, cause I give em satisfaction
Welcome to my team, I greet you with enthusiasm

2019, this is our year
Everybody else, better stand clear
The is the beginning, of a new life
Stayin on our hustle, stayin on our grind
Money on our mind, work till we shine
Ballin all the time, going up the climb
This is just a SA town rhyme, hope people listen, its showtime

The Beginning

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Rise Up, Vol. 1 (Part 1 of 3)

Written by: Thomas Price II instagram.com/iamthomasprice

Beat by: Jay Bunkin

Recorded, Mixed & Mastered at: Wavemaker Recording Studio, San Antonio Tx

Lyrics:

It all started when this kid turned 18
Raised his hand for his country
dream in the making
He fell in love with the girl that he was dating
She had the heart and the soul that he was craving

A young man on a mission, going through the roughest training
Had his mind on his girl while she was back home waiting

His love for her was something so amazing
Put a ring on her finger and told her your breathtaking

Little did he know what life had planned
Not ready for whats in store 
as she gave him her hand
A young man, never sad
Just trying to expand
He was glad, but about to learn life firsthand

Months go by now hes stationed overseas
Jumping out of planes all around southern Germany
Living life in the Army, being the best that he could be
He goes home and he makes her his wifey

Now he's in the field, preparing to go to war
Calls his girl, said shes staying with her friend next door
He tells her to go have fun, not thinking of it anymore
Little did he know his girl was going through the back door

He was 19, still had alot to learn
Didn't read the signs, wasnt ready for the hurt
He endured lonely nights, always missing her
A month goes by, now hes back in his room when it occurred

He gets a message from her best friend saying
All the times she was with her was a lie they were making
And she told him she would hate it, whole time she getting naked
Messin round with his best friends, different parties, getting faded

He didn't know how to take the news
Started breakin everything
that was stuck up in his room, grabbed a knife, opened wounds, cut his chest, blood ensued
Alcohol was the move, mixed with spice, whats to lose

A young man devastated, couldn't take it,
Synthetics in his lungs, he started writing on a paper about the times he could've saved it
He was jaded, contemplating, on a rooftop getting faded, bout to jump but he embraced it

As time went on, his life was stuck down in a bottle
Gun always semi-auto
In case he wants to end the sorrow
But he'd never see tomorrow
All he saw or felt was hollow
Feelings getting hard to swallow
Then the darkness surely followed

He lost his will to complete the mission
Always ends up going missin
Different bars to cure addiction
Crown and Jager stuck in system
Starts to drive and makes decision
DUI his first conviction
Double A or end in prison

They tried to help him but he didn't listen
Half a bottle, lost his vision
Walked to store to get prescription
Acted up with civilians
Starts a fight and acted viscous
Cops showed up with recognition
Known for fighting and his mischief

They take him back again into the station
Started the investigation
Now here comes the accusations
Nother drunken altercation
Violence was his reputation
He had lost his aspirations
Cause his wife fell in temptations

He had a chance before to fix his problems
But his mind had lost its solace
Depressed and made alcoholic
Kicked him out cause he was lawless
Deeply hurt and patriotic
His first love was catastrophic
But he took it as symbolic

Rise Up, never trust, dont get lost in faith
Closest friends can lie to face, turn around inflict your pain
Testing of a young mans strength
He had hoped for better days
He screwed up and lost his brain
Trust issues cause hes betrayed

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