ok ok at last at last, the wait that was held for long for no reason at all LMAO
i hope you all enjoy this long waited ep featuring the gang, this ep is kinda showing my growth as a prod in the last 2 years- i love all of those who stuck with me and been here since the beginning.

huge s/o to the boys:
@jdubbeats
@progresstheproducer
@seatrap
@kidphlame
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@bsterthegawd

mean-mug

daily1

lil collab i did w @newmarshall

go show him sum luv

hope y'all enjoy!

elysium (w/ marsh </3)

CARTIERFLOW

Kevin11kit

i remembered my password.

Lyrics:
Either we gon grow or we gon blow, ain’t no in between
switches on like every beam
half my niggas dying just to live the dream
know some niggas faking, they pretending they was in the team
My niggas wizards, just know everything ain’t what it seems 
Shorty from Waverly, she pretty, look just like Selena
nigga like me dressed in all white, i look like Mr clean
im reaching levels they imagine, know i reign supreme
me and shorty martin luther king we had a dream
the cash been ruling everything around me, like it’s C.R.E.A.M
niggas on my block they coping, seen em turn to fiends 
niggas doing years in teens when they was honor roll 
they realize they’ll never reach their dreams, and don’t know where to go 
the stress is building up on them, i seen it take its toll 
the way they living, shit done set the standard for my goals 
the vision frigid, thoughts encrusted, shit was bathed in ice 
found direction, bout to walk the path i paved in life

WAVERLY Freestyle [prodbyreazon]

who? - JPtheOG

too many things to make peace with, and they won't let me forget;
I need to lock on in again and produce less. 
I'll be back soon.

they won't give me peace [filler][vent]

INSANE

Redline is my first song.
I had a lot on my mind after I got Casper ghosted by a fine sexy red head.
This song helped me come out my shell
(When I saw her I was too nervous to speak)

Which was prolly for the best…



Instrumental- unable to find
Instrumental used on - hell nah -nba yb

Clemxto - Redline

History ain’t made by statues in stone, 
It’s carved by hands that broke the throne. 
Not kings, not lords, not polished pride, 
But the ones who walked when told to hide. 

They said, “Hold fast. Obey the plan.” 
But walls don’t move for the quiet man. 
It takes cracked minds and open flame 
To melt the mold and rename the game. 

If no one reached, we’d never fly, 
Still staring dumb at a low-lit sky. 
No wheel, no pen, no fire-lit cave— 
Just passive bones and an unmarked grave. 

If no one stood, there’d be no bridge, 
Just cliffs of fear and silence lived. 
But someone screamed, “Let’s try the dark!” 
That’s how the world got its spark. 

Comfort kills and wears a smile, 
Sweet in tone, but bleak in style. 
It wraps you soft, but slows your breath, 
'Til passion rusts and dreams meet death. 

It tells you wait, it tells you rest, 
It lures you off the mountain’s crest. 
But Earth don’t pause, and time don’t freeze— 
Why should we bend for minor ease? 

Look at the roots that crack through stone, 
The stars that birth in death alone. 
The wind that bends but never breaks, 
The sea that pounds and re-remakes. 

Cells divide without permission, 
Life’s arc never asks submission. 
And yet mankind, brilliant and vast, 
Builds its own cage and calls it “past.” 

What if the ape had stayed in the trees? 
What if fire died from a lack of “please”? 
What if wheels were feared as witchcraft lies, 
And flight dismissed as foolish tries? 

Would we be here, wrapped in code, 
Speaking light in the data load? 
No. We’d still be crouched in fear, 
Worshipping thunder, year to year. 

So here’s the rub: Has man just quit? 
Accepted chains and called them wit? 
Resigned to grind, to kneel, to spend— 
Afraid to break what might not bend? 

If apathy was our ancestral cry, 
We’d never have dared to touch the sky. 
The silence now is not decay— 
It’s choice deferred. It’s fear in play. 

No chorus here, just quiet breath, 
The place where apathy mimics death. 
You, dear soul, are still in bloom. 
So will you rise—or make more room? 

Will you feed the loop, or break the code? 
Will you lay bricks or crack the road? 
Because history don’t need perfect men— 
Just brave ones, who say “when?”

The Silent Choice

taking over one song at a time
##TAKEOVER2K25
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