Reminisce

Not Sober

No suit no tie I’m just laid back 
In the lab all night make the day pass
Nigha acting like a kid get a day pass
Yo Tell his mom take his to Disneyland 
Stepping up quick 
Nigha stay back 
If you had a problem with me should’ve said 
I just made a contract out my state tax 
When I worked for myself I had to pay it back
But I ain’t tripping daughter still depending 
Never seen Jordan win a ring without pippen 
Everybody independent 
I want diamonds in my pendant 
Fuk with me if you with it. 

#StateTax

State Tax (MMP)

respek (Prod. Novachance)

Rolling $tone (DFWYV’s)

The Illest is SV Jay’s rawest, boldest statement to date — a 24-track journey through trap, emotion, and self-mastery. Balancing dark, energetic rage beats with melodic vulnerability, this debut album captures the mindset of an artist labeled the villain, yet obsessed with growth. With gritty bars, distorted bass, and experimental flows, SV Jay brings the underground sound of the Osamason, Ken Carson, and Playboi Carti era into his own world — one filled with inner conflict, flexed-out confidence, and unfiltered truth.

From hard-hitting trap anthems to thought-provoking melodic moments, The Illest isn’t just a title — it’s a declaration of identity. Every track plays a role in building the image of someone who's constantly evolving, constantly grinding, and unapologetically real.

Bro n Sis (Alias + Piinkboy)

Hakuna Matata

NUCLEAR BARBEQUE is a deeply introspective album on the theme of relationships and love dealing with romantic love, loss, and the ultimate problems we deal with day to day including cheating, break-ups, selfishness, and loneliness.

Bedsick (Prod. Andrew Kinchion)

DOG CENTRAL TRACK 4

VERSE 1
It get scary when da sun out,
Pull up with blickies wit my niggas like it’s sundown (uh)
Pushing P, I put my ones down
Welcome to city bitches running from dat gun sound, wit bitches having fun now,
Money, pussy, and a casket,
You gotta watch it when a thug intelligent and trapping,
Really a G inside a nigga when da mud packin
Ain’t got no pistols, when I pray I turn a soul backwards 
The way I’m spitting, like I’m Jimmy, all I breathe is asthma,
Like 21, no warming, biting, only dogs attacking (uh)
I gotta watch out for my brothers y’all 
The devil playing while I’m praying 4 nem streets take action, pull out the knife stab em, -only smoking when it’s runts, I never load the gun
Im chasin after dat paper, hoe I’m never gone be done, I feel like Jay, I got a bitch like B, it’s pressure on my sons,
Dat country shit on indie, cowboy from da renaissance
No, I really don’t choruses, dis shit hit way to different, it just hit,
Da way I mix it, like I’m cooking me a biscuit
I’m all up in da kitchen, dat water off me dripping
I swear it must be pimpin, eat these bitches out like dishes
I ain’t make this for no pussy nigga, (nah)
I’m underrated but I’m over being pussy wit it,
I gotta tell it like I fuckin feel it,
Like I’m a slave, or my last days, like it was life in prison, I gotta serve my sentence 

CHORUS X2
Welcome to the hex maker’s anthem,
Wanna spend a brick, I need the money in a ransom,
Got-damn, damn look at that nigga, he look handsome,
I know I am, power book II, switchin flows like Danny Phantom

VERSE 2
Don’t need no clip, I got a mind that’ll turn a nigga mental
I’m daydreaming bout numbers, how my bank account six figures
Bout how I’m gone be richer, it’s yaht party’s in Memphis
Rent BnB’s like tripster, taking shots of dat brown and liquor,
I’m sicker, I feel Superman, don’t get to Kryptic,
Dat Mississippi hitting wit a stack of double digits,
A good boy gone bad like doctor doom up off his swivel,
Dat iron man done shifted, like dat 5432 ending
It’s  Givin Salem, a warlock done spawned from out them trenches,
Collected settings, I’m different, me and bitches, niggas, and killas (uh)
I’m ready to put a pussy niggga down up-out his misery, 
Contagious, giving mystic, I dispel em , ain’t no mystery
Don’t get in it, da realest nigga living in existence 
The caster, 
Welcome to a hex-maker’s business,
The biggest, the largest, like I’m BigXfon charge bitch,
Collision, I’m witchin wit a voodoo sent that’s bricking 

CHORUS X2
Welcome to the hex maker’s anthem,
Wanna spend a brick, I need the money in a ransom,
Got-damn, damn look at that nigga, he look handsome,
I know I am, power book II, switchin flows like Danny Phantom

Hexmaker’s Anthem

can't get enough

C.Marie is the heartfelt new rap album from West Hunt aka Banga, telling the story of a love that wasn’t supposed to work—but did. From the gritty streets of Flatbush, Brooklyn to building a family, this album takes you on a powerful ride through the life of a street-savvy hustler and the good-hearted woman who changed his world.

Opposites attract, but it’s the journey that defines real love. With raw lyrics, soulful beats, and street poetry, C.Marie blends vulnerability with Brooklyn toughness in a cinematic hip-hop love story you won’t forget.

🖤 This one’s for the real ones who believe in love through the struggle.

New Life

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