R&B Evolved: RnBass

LUSTER

FIDDY

say swear

Produced by SINGLEMICKEY, Rambo, Justin Wyatt, saintbelt, Isaiah Kaleo
Written by Isaiah J. Fitzgerald

Lyrics:

I’ll be on the way I won’t be late again
Girl you’ know you’ll get it, I’m just checking in
We’ll make love oh baby I—
(Swear to you, ooh, ooh) Mmm, hmm
Longing for it, begging with caution
But all of a sudden, I’d abandon your loving
I don’t wanna fall out again

If you feeling ready then just back it up for me
If you want me babygirl just take it all from me
Arch it in
Arch it in
Won’t you wine pon fi ma bady
Arch it in
Arch it in
Won’t you wine pon fi ma bady

If you feeling ready then just back it up for me
If you want me babygirl just take it all from me
Arch it in
Arch it in
Won’t you wine pon fi ma bady
Arch it in
Arch it in
Won’t you wine pon fi ma (bady)

Uh-huh
Don’t know where you stand baby
Open, your mind tell me what your sayin’ baby
Leave, my, heart, struck
Why me? Lately
I’ve, been, wrong
For showing, this side, of me yeah
No way I know your heart

If you feeling ready then just back it up for me
If you want me babygirl just take it all from me
Arch it in
Arch it in
Won’t you wine pon fi ma bady
Arch it in
Arch it in
Won’t you wine pon fi ma bady

If you feeling ready then just back it up for me
If you want me babygirl just take it all from me
Arch it in
Arch it in
Won’t you wine pon fi ma bady
Arch it in
Arch it in
Won’t you wine pon fi ma (bady)

You my, fatal in disguise
Fuck you like you nasty
Love it when you say
“It belong to you," I don’t want nobody else
Can’t say I ain’t whipped I put that pussy on a shelf
Way you back it up, I can’t tell that I be wrongin’ you
I can not, wait to, feel your, rain tonight

But this karma, makes me unsafe now
Outside when I’m jaded
Reliving the old me
Slowly
So far
From you with this tension
Sex with you so dangerous
That’s why you’d be off me

No more of them, I just want to see you (See you)
Know what it is, I don’t like to hold hands (No I don’t)
I ain’t the same girl just let me up, damn
Mistakes I made got me in this jam girl, growing up
I ain’t a fan of them grudges you hold, open up
I understand what you seen on me baby, I give up
Baby
Promise I won’t overstep again (Maybe)

‘Cause this karma, makes me unsafe now
Outside when I’m jaded
Reliving the old me
Slowly
So far
From you with this tension
Sex with you so dangerous
That’s why you’d be off me



say swear

blksugar EP

playin sweet

Fallin Into You

Trouble

trick 

Produced by Vlex, 3nrique, Isaiah Kaleo, saintbelt 
Written by Isaiah J. Fitzgerald, Andre Jones 
Additional Vocals by Chase Shakur 

Lyrics: 
I've worked hard 
To get the things I have, ooh, oh 
I've worked hard 
To get the things you need 
And I wanna know 
Why you wanna play on me? 

Ok, I think I understand it now 
‘Cause you can’t hold a nigga down so I’ll just be around 
Oh baby let me take you down, I’ll dip soon as you cum 
Taking all your breath away, I know 
I’m steady working all the time girl what you think I’m on? 
I’m tryna ride around your city in a Benz or some’n 
I’d be so wrong if I said that you ain’t what I want 
Knowing that I’m fallin’ over you 
I said, “Baby I got it! Forget your wallet," 
I’m your side man ain’t nobody arguing that 
Tequila sunrise got your ass in my lap 
And when he come ‘round I’ll be out of sight, babe 
Oh 
Baby when we shop it ain’t no limit 
How you wanna spend it? 
It’s a lot of cheese my girl 
I just have to let you know I

've worked hard 
To get the things I have, ooh, oh 
I've worked hard (Ok) 
To get the things you need (Yeah) 
And (Ok) I wanna know 
Why you wanna play on me? (Why you wanna) 

Ok, I think I understand it now 
I think you’d hear me way better if it was trips that we was planning out 
I ain’t even trippin’ ‘bout your schedule baby plan it now 
It’s paid time off for a reason they just hand it out 
Mullage said “It ain’t trickin’ if you got it,” so as long as you don’t stop it, we basically sharing profit 
I never let nobody check my bank or check my wallet but I show my love languages with Chase account deposits so 
Tell me what you want if I ain’t got it I can get it I can send a black truck to snatch you up in 20 minutes 
What’s the point of paying rent if you basically live at Lenox? 
Fuck a bank account limit just call’em and they’ll extend it yeah 
Look, that’s just how I get down 
Got plans to put you up, on the bench and make you sit out 
Just send the flight you thinkin’ ‘bout getting and we can dip out 
We can just repeat it everyday until you trip out 
I told you I work 

Hard (Crazy) 
To get the things I have, ooh, oh
And I wanna know 
Why you wanna play on me?
(Why you wanna) Hoo (play your games on me?)



trick (feat. SWAVAY)

ok ok

Produced by Isaiah Kaleo, Roos, saintbelt
Written by Isaiah J. Fitzgerald

Lyrics: 

I don’t feel no broken hearts 
Know my babe I seen it all 
They don’t wanna see a nigga shine, oh no 
Even when I held it down 
Made a couple milli’ every season, yeah 
You can’t say I ain’t been involved 
Bossin’ up the year, I ain’t holding hands now 
You won’t even look at me the same 
You won’t even look at me the same 
I’ma take this shit around the world 
They gon’ say, “the money, it’ll change you” 
But I done been the same all year 
All year, all year, all year 
All year, all year, all year 
They gon’ say, “the money, it can change you” 
Babygirl I swear I been the— 
You know I mean the best for you my dear 
It don’t even take much to please you, yeah 
Patience my girl, I’ll give it all 
How much I spend on you? 
Bae it’s hot, as, hell 
Touch down in LA, hoe 
Riding ‘round rodeo 
High 

Ok ok, where’s the money? 
I don’t feel no broken hearts 
Know my babe I seen it all 
They don’t wanna see a nigga shine, oh no 
Even when I held it down 
Made a couple milli’ every season, yeah 
You can’t say I ain’t been involved 
Bossin’ up the year, I ain’t holding hands now 
You won’t even look at me the same 
You won’t even look at me the same 
I’ma take this shit around the world 
They gon’ “say the money, it’ll change you” 
But I done been the same all year 
All year, all year, all year 
All year, all year, all year 
They gon’ “say the money, it can change you” 
Babygirl I swear I been the— 

Through the ups and downs, know you are, chose 
Couldn’t be outside, knowin’ you are, home 
I, should take my own advice since we love, so hard

ok ok

Miss Black America

Bettadaze

JayDon - The Way You Move ft. Chris Brown (Run It Remix)

The Way You Move x Run It (OFFICIAL Remix) FULL VERSION

tell me why

Angles

BROWN SUGAH

Addiction

STILL

Story of The Buffalo Soldiers

(Verse 1)
Dust devils dancin on the Huachuca plain,
Post-Civil ashes, chains broke but the pain remains.
Freed men forged in fire, 9th and 10th ride the line,
24th, 25th marchin through the devils spine.
Sierra Vista whispers, only fort that held em all,
From Reconstruction ghosts to the borders bitter call.
Sabers scarred from skirmishes with Apaches in the night,
Guardin stagecoaches loaded with white folks fright.
They called us Buffalo, thick-skinned, horns locked in fight,
But the stars on our shoulders weighed heavy as the slights.  (Chorus)
Oh, Buffalo Soldiers, ridin dark through the canyons maw,
Blood on the bridle, echoes of the lynch mobs law.
Fort Huachucas shadow, Sierras haunted ground,
We patrolled the frontier where the lost souls are found.
Henry Jones in the park, statue cracked by the years,
Museum walls weepin with the weight of our tears.
Dark country thunder, boom bap in the grave,
Heroes buried in the badlands, no parade, just the rave.  (Verse 2)
Spanish-American fever, shipped to Cubas hellish shore,
San Juan Hill stormin, bullets beggin for more.
Yellow fever fevers, dysenterys dirty kiss,
We charged for the flag that once sold us for this.
Back to the border, Mexicos ghost in the wire,
Smugglers and specters, razor dreams in the fire.
Patrols under moonlight, coyotes howlin our names,
Racisms rifle aimed from the barracks cold frames.
Officers orders, Boy, shine these spurs clean,
While we dreamed of the Delta, cotton fields turnin green.
But the desert dont care, it swallows the sin,
Buffalo bones bleachin where the wild winds begin.  (Chorus)
Oh, Buffalo Soldiers, ridin dark through the canyons maw,
Blood on the bridle, echoes of the lynch mobs law.
Fort Huachucas shadow, Sierras haunted ground,
We patrolled the frontier where the lost souls are found.
Henry Jones in the park, statue cracked by the years,
Museum walls weepin with the weight of our tears.
Dark country thunder, boom bap in the grave,
Heroes buried in the badlands, no parade, just the rave.  (Verse 3)
World War shadows creepin, from 17 to the end,
Tanks and trenches callin, but the Jim Crow dont bend.
We built the codebreakers code, signals in the sand,
While the homefront hanged us in effigy by their hand.
Henry Jones retired, boots worn to the bone,
Park named in his honor, but the thorns overgrown.
Sierra Vista stands tall on our sweat-soaked clay,
But the ghosts in the gallery got nothin to say.
Four regiments fury, etched in the canyons scar,
Forgotten warriors under a indifferent star.
We tamed the wild West, but it broke us inside,
Buffalo legacy, ridin eternal, no place to hide.  (Outro)
Fade out on the snare snap, bass rumblin low,
Huachucas horizon where the black rivers flow.
Sierras silent salute to the soldiers we were,
Dark country requiem, boom bap for the blur.
Buffalo... soldiers... gone but the thunder rolls on.

Buffalo Soldier

nj | atl
— @hayfvr
for we live by faith, not by sight.

trick (feat. SWAVAY)

Isaiah Kaleo

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