Prod. DXOR
[Prod. DXOR]
Reload,
Bust a clip up in her damn throat,
Bout that pussycat I’m fuckin wit a Leo,
Narco,
Pushin ounces out the bando,
Never got a problem, focused on the cash flow,
Real gold,
14 karats on these damn hoes,
Keep the purest drip wrapped around my damn throat,
Humble,
But I’ve overcame my struggles,
Slickest mothafucka that could walk the damn earth,

Mothafucka what you sayin?
Talkin to a nigga make your children meet your brains,
Nigga I’m like Naruto fightin all this pain,
Bury you alive Shikamaru, David Blaine, David Blaine, 
Ion miss, barely aim,
Messing wit the gang put barretas to your face,
Make the present flash, jit i got you inna daze,
Wet em, Key Biscayne, make em clean it Billy Mays, Billy Mays,
Wristwatch, black jeans and a tank top,
Black forces on my feet, so nigga step up,
Black tints, black whip, in the hotbox,
Wherever Johnny be be the hotspot,
MJ, my brain, bouta press play,
Too focused in the booth making chess plays,
Balmains, my chain, in my damn lane,
Never waste my time I’m making all this cash rain,

Reload,
Bust a clip up in her damn throat,
Bout that pussycat I’m fuckin wit a Leo,
Narco,
Pushin ounces out the bando,
Never got a problem, focused on the cash flow,
Real gold,
14 karats on these damn hoes,
Keep the purest drip wrapped around my damn throat,
Humble,
But I’ve overcame my struggles,
Slickest mothafucka that could walk the damn earth,

Reload

[Prod. Falak]
Life throws you into cages,
Cages in which you must escape or remain captive,
Surrounded by iron bars you think to yourself that there is no escape,
But if there’s a will there’s a way.
You reach the cross road and you must decide.
You ask.
Will I let myself be consumed and restricted,
Or will I escape and be my own person.
Will i allow situations dictate who, what, where I’m going to be.

In this cross road we see Yung Amaterasu,
His fire still burning, although stuck he never gives in,
Depression dimmed sum of his flame but nevertheless his embers still remain,
So he thinks to himself “I must escape”
Through his trauma and self sacrifice he learned to close himself off to the world,
His emotions null,
His soul numb,
He cups his fire as to not let the wind blow it out,
Holds it with dear life because he knows once it’s gone, he’s gone,
In this cage, all there is is himself, his thoughts, a notebook and a pen,
As he sits there scheming finding a way out of this cell he grabs his notebook and starts writing,
He makes attempts planning his escape and to no avail, they failed,
Nevertheless, he wasn’t discouraged,
With each attempt he learned more and more,
Spending day and night compiling possible solutions to his problems,

He gets closer and closer to escaping,
4 years have passed and he still going,
The difference is, he’s wiser, stronger and with the old failed plans, he fuels his fire,
He’s grown tired of being stuck,
Not knowing what true freedom is,
Not knowing what happiness is,
But he’s set on discovering it,
As he goes through the motions,
He starts feeling deep emotions,
A dreadful sense of doom,
As if he wasn’t to sure if he will ever manage to reach the outside,
“Hell nah,” he said, “I’m getting out this bitch”
With all his might he attempts to pull the bars apart,
Gripping the steel bars, imprinting his hands to the metal,
Slowly pulling them apart from each other he was only able to move them a few inches but he was still not able to get out,
He thinks, wonders and ponders and shouts,
“FUCK THIS SHIT”
He’s desperate to escape his personal Guantanamo,
In anger he turns himself to self harm,
Punching the steel bars he bloodies up his hands,
Pieces of skin tearing off from the top and bottom knuckles of his fist,
Leaving blood streaks on the steel,
Topping up this existential crisis,
He throws his note book at the steadily grown fire,
The more agitated he got, the hotter that fire burned,

He puts his hands in the flames,
And instead of instinctively pulling away because of the heat he kept his hands and wrist in the fire in which he conjured,
The fire grew hotter,
The flames grew taller,
With his hands ablaze with fire as blue as the sea he walks towards the steel bars,
With rage and spirit, blood dripping from his hands, he grips the bars and starts pulling them apart once again,
Through sheer will and conviction he starts pulling the steel bars away from each other and the flames grew hotter and hotter,
Tearing apart the binds which held the the bars together,
And with a final scream and pull, he agitates the fire enough to make it rise and burn higher than any sun could,
And he melts the bars holding him back from his escape.
He steps out and looks back.
Free Amaterasu.
Amaterasu is free.
And this is his journey.

Amaterasu

Cages: The Tale of Amaterasu

Cages: The Tale Of Amaterasu

[Prod. Dionso]
Do you want me for my body or do you want me for me,
Are we fuckin under moonlights while the stars gazing,
Do you really keep expecting me to waste my energy,
Cuz i can do it day and night but I ain’t for keeps,
I don’t wanna hurt you baby can’t you see,
I’ve been vocal from the jump, what you expect from me?
I promise I ain’t runnin’ but i gotta focus on me,
Cuz I am my own doctor and I must heal me,
One day at a time, one tear at a time,
Oh baby I don’t want you to cry,
Smile with me right through the pain,
I promise darling it will be ight,
Just find yourself and I’ll find myself,
Baby there’s no time to sit and dwell,
You know I care, just enrich yourself,
Work on your wealth and on your mental health,

If I can barely be there for me, I can’t be for you,
As much as my heart is hurting, I’ll pick right for you,
Baby I ain’t what you’re searching, so do what you do,
But if fun is what your searching, then I’m right here boo,

I can give 50, not a 100,
That percent you gotta want it,
Really want it, tell me something,
Show me loving,
Baby I don’t know why my heart is always Thumpin,And bumpin,
It’s crazy, I’ve lost it,
My feelings, Are nothing,
No explaining, you sought it,
And caught it, and i never meant for it to get this way,
All that time and effort going to the drain,
All that space you wanted going to my brain,
That shit turned me cold driving me insane,
To be honest I can’t blame you for this pain,
Circumstance took over pushing me away,
Baby I can’t love you it’ll never be the same, oh no,

Star Gazing (Ft. Milly Kobane)

[Prod. Isaiah 22]
Day and night day and night,
Wake up every morning with my demons wanna fight,
Look into the mirror it’s that nigga it’s on sight,
Hiding all his pain behind a smile and his pride,
Every night every night,
I ponder on my failures and the shit I don’t do right,
Energy goes lackin’ when you cross right through my mind, 
Trauma and self hatred how I let that shit combine,

You were my stars and my moon,
Heart-eyes where I looked,
I confided in you,
Resentment over took,
As that hatred grew,
That void in you grew too,
Snatching out your light,
Consuming my light too,
3 years blindly loving you,
3 years staying next to you,
3 years hurting under you,
Those 3 years you were hurting too,
I was stuck in your illusion,
Thinking you could love me but you only brought confusion,
Oh this shit amusin,
So much for sticking by side,
Talking bout ride or die,
Falling action girl relationships concluded,
I was just a lesson in your journey and I knew it,
Clinging on for dear life to afraid to face the music,
Took advantage of my kindness, left my mind with bruises,
Wanted posters on the wall where the fuck was cupid,
But I don’t miss it,
I’m better off alone ridin’ round with my mistress,
Plus I’m always with my niggas rollin’ up and spliffin’,
But whenever I ain’t high I start feeling like there’s something missin’,
I’m on mission,
Working on m vision,
Premeditated questions, girl this never been a haste decision,
Through my volition,
I left for my cognition,
Really thought I needed you but you was just a bad addiction,
My inhibition,
Your negative transmitted,
Stunted my progression, your depression was your disposition,
With our condition,
Oil, water, we was never mixin’,
Your actions grenades, your words were your ammunition,
Through this transition,
I must listen to my intuition,
I can’t even allow myself time for reminiscin’,
An apparition,
One second here, next second missin’,
I write this poem with tears in my eyes my exposition,
Wake up with headaches and chest pains,
Thinkin bout the good old days,
The things that you used to say,
Thinkin’ I had won me the lotto,
Up in the Chateau 
These feelings we outgrow,
Then we started facing these battles,
Your grasp on me crumble,
Our pain began to show,
Our love began falling to shambles,
Our bond soon then followed,
I just had to let go,

Day and night day and night,
Wake up every morning with my demons wanna fight,
Look into the mirror it’s that nigga it’s on sight,
Hiding all his pain behind a smile and his pride,
Every night every night,
I ponder on my failures and the shit I don’t do right,
Energy goes lackin’ when you cross right through my mind, 
Trauma as of hatred how I let that shit combine,

Day & Night

[Prod. ATL]
I’ve been sittin in the cold for way too long,
Freezin off,
Mal intentioned mothafuckas out my ‘dar,
That’s radar,
I’m the type of nigga to call all the shots,
Kakarot,
Fightin Zs never dozin off,
Cuz I’m always up, cuz I’m always up,
There’s a reason I’m a star,
Cuz my fire always on,
When I die this super nova funna shine,
And change shit up,
This DNA is from the Gods,
Don’t you double twist it up,
Man I’m sittin on the clouds,
Creating, you can call me Ra, bitch,
Yeah I’m smokin outta Raw, bitch,
These flows be the illest, my wordin for killin, i got niggas nauseous,
If you ain’t walk besides me or going against me, proceed me with caution,
The realest to live this, a war what I’m bringing, in chaos I function,

Could you find a way to let me down slowly? A little sympathy, I hope you can show me If you wanna go, then I'll be so lonely If you're leaving, baby let me down slowly Let me down, down

Speak on my name, speak wit respect,
Fuck with a nigga, you meeting this tec,
Full metal jacket shit splittin your head,
Full metal alchemist, you meeting the dead,
Letting me go your biggest regret,
Don’t need a bitch to get to my bag,
Cry me a river and continue to beg,
But once i am gone my decision won’t bend, damn,
Kick the shit, you can call Jean Claude Van Damme,
Copious snakes caught up, tall grass,
Blurring your vision, you ain’t see that,
Evil intentions, peep under your mask,
Once i am leavin, I’m leavin for good,
No sugarcoatin, my shit understood,
I say how it is, act as i should,
“That nigga act different”, you would if you could,
I’m shitting on niggas,
Prideful ass fuck, can’t beat me my nigga,
Been climbing the rocks to get to stars, I got no limits my nigga,
King of the jungle, got Scars from my battles, I’m ready to rumble, I’m Simba my nigga,
This bag never fumble, but always stay humble, same way you got it you can lose it my nigga,
These niggas be bitches, spell casting like witches, stay wishin you harm on all sides they be switchin,l
They switchin positions, one second y’all chiefin, next second lil bitch will be outta here snitchin  ,
They energy fiendin, take all what you bring-in then leave you with nothin, you sittin there bleedin,
Your Heart out there racing, adrenaline veining, deciding with haste, you pop out wit yo weapon,
I’m ready for war,
This talent Atlantic can’t even afford,
Adversity showed,
My will is my power, I’m destined for more,
I’m paving my road,
Walkin my path, some shit to explore,
I live by the sword,
Die die by it too, ain’t for the mentally poor, 

Could you find a way to let me down slowly? A little sympathy, I hope you can show me If you wanna go, then I'll be so lonely If you're leaving, baby let me down slowly Let me down, down

40 pop out know a nigga wont see it 
make a nigga body turn cold 
like anemia 
woadie talk hot 
when he pop up 
kno he drive up 
roll da window 
n 
he droppin the scening
aint no showstop 
it jus opps bouncin down 
on the pole nonstop
 i aint see it 
john cena
fans talm bout 
A
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H
Y
when tf dem niggas gon stop w da music 
man stop talkin like i really aint do it 
man stop the fuckery 
i aint neva losing 
plasma

Plasma (Ft. Elijxh, MESKLO, YXNDY)

[Prod. Adarien]
I’ve been working up a storm I’m bouta fuck it up,
Slowly stackin up this mulla ion put a front,
I’m a stingy mothafucka never give this up,
Bitch I’m dedicated get out the fuckin’ rut,
Cashin out the karmic energy I’ve built up,
Rolling loud with my niggas always spliffin up,
I’m a Capricorn which means I always level up,
Snap my fingers turn you niggas into cosmic dust,

I’m the closest thing to a goat,
You look at the sun you look at my soul,
Brightest thinker you niggas will know,
Humbly bragging but never i gloat,
Even though we know that i glow,
I’m the closest to Kendrick or Cole,
I’m shooting higher and higher than both,
Always 10 toes imma get to my goals,
Yessir, I got my air force ones, fitted jeans and a dress shirt,
The only time I’m formal when my people on a t-shirt,
To keep it real I got that heat you can call it Desert,
Eagle, yeah boy I’m so fly and you rats for dessert,
Research, I see intentions right through your peephole,
My circle always tight cuz I don’t fuck with people,
An extroverted introvert can’t share thoughts with the feeble,
Cuz y’all will pull each other down and call that shit teamwork,
Intuition is gold,
Young but I’m old,
What do you know?
Y’all follow the blind,
Get left behind,
Don’t care for your own,
Your ego gets bruised,
Get put on the news,
Now you only a soul,
Was only 16,
Lacked any means,
Died with nothing to show,

I’ve been working up a storm I’m bouta fuck it up,
Slowly stackin up this mulla ion put a front,
I’m a stingy mothafucka never give this up,
Bitch I’m dedicated get out the fuckin’ rut,
Cashin out the karmic energy I’ve built up,
Rolling loud with my niggas always spliffin up,
I’m a Capricorn which means I always level up,
Snap my fingers turn you niggas into cosmic dust,

Blitzkrieg (Ft. Fat Caesar}

[Prod. llouis]
Big dawg status, lonesome wolf but still im packin,
All y’all boys average, sell your souls to wear a patek,
My principals invincible no diamond tip could ever crack it,
I’m Sentinel wit reticles, don’t think won’t catch you lackin,

Gucci dreams, Louis V, what the fuck i want,
So much money in the streets, imma test my luck,
Balenciagas on my feet, imma run a muck,
Diamond earrings always bling, and I’m tatted up,
Smile gleam, filled wit greed, what the fuck I’m takin,
A nigga never had nun, ‘xcept some gritz and raisins,
Don’t you mistake, a nigga stay finessin,
I’ll never learn my lesson, stay workin for my blessins,

What type of man would i rather be,
A man full of resentment, a product of the streets,
A man seekin attention, a product of these tweets,
A man filled with ambition, a product of being me,
Or could it be that my motivation is laced w greed,
Would i turn out like icarus and fall into the deep,
Would i succumb to the illness and be blinded with green,
Would i turn on my morals and then forget to be me,

Laying under the pendulum’s swing,
Any movement from muscle and these incisions will sting,
Lift up an arm and it’ll tear off a limb,
Make a wrong move and it’s off with your head,
Now listen to how this damn caged bird sings,
Depression and pressure that shit should never can mix,
Concoction’s the devil, would you like a sip,
You fixed up your covers and sheets so lie in your bed,


Too many mirror you should reflect on,
See their mistakes and learn your lessons,
Don’t tarnish your energy you are not less son,
Pick up your head and flip em Ls dawg,
Cuz those Ws, will stay coming to you,
Stay focused on growing and keeping yourself true,
Awaken yourself and take the veil off views,
Lift up the curtains, we all got somethin to prove,
Johnny listen to me I ain’t misguided,
Ain’t never frighten,
Keep walking your path to keep on striving,
Just keep it righteous,
Work hard on your art your time is comin,
That’s your assignment,
Damn, i know you don’t need me to say it,
But i am always within you so just keep operatin,
If you ever need guidance just seek out for reflections,
Analyze your surroundings and you’ll keep finding your message

Icarus

[Prod. Broke Boi]
t’s like, I don’t know, where to go,
Living inna home, not my own, just let me go,
My brain is torn, and my soul, can’t take this anymore,
But ion fold, I’m movin forth,
Forward and ongoin,
I push myself to keep on goin,
I stop from foldin,
I spark one up and keep on rollin,
I’m steady zonin,
To fried to care about my mournin,
Unhealthy copin,
It keeps me from self implodin,
I grew up watching my grandpa drown himself in his bottle,
The same time, listened to preachers and  read his spanish bible,
Belligerent but still was praying for his mom and father,
A sinners den, habitual drinkin turned to a cycle,
My mom’s the same, behind that facade all she feels is shame,
She may not say, but her trauma took over some of her brain,
She’s like some clay, situations mold her to act sum way,
And in that pain, she drinks up her beer to forget her r—-,
I guess, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree,
I’m repeating those cycles except it’s only just green,
Supposed to be breaking those curses but look at me,
Fall in the same rhythms and that self-hatred will creep, but I will better

I'm amazed now that I'm better now,

Cycles (Ft. Bouyee)

[Prod. Emkay]
I got my woes,
Workin on my excellent, that’s how it goes,
Hustlin wit twin and em, we show our worth,
Always on that ALHY shit, boy ain’t no foe,
There never been comparisons, we always glow,
These pussies need they medicine, got vertigo,
They droppin out they dreams and shit, they got no soul,
We always stay developin, y’all embryos,
3 a.m. Miami sesh, the studio,

Niggalations 4:44,
Turn onna nigga, Watch a nigga go cold,
Gang got extensions, put a hit on your dome,
X mark the spot, leave a body out cold,
These niggas bitch made, y’all stick to your pole,
Dance on your grave cuz y’all niggas is hoes,
Y’all always stand down can’t stick to a code,
Y’all livin a fantasy, we livin our goals,

Rich mane,
Never do no shit for the cheap mane, yuh,
AK,
Double drum mag let that shiit spray, yuh,
Two-face,
I ain’t got no time for no fake friends, yuh,
Patience,
God helping those that can face it, yuh
Shameless,
Y’all chasin fame actin brainless,
Brazen,
Unapologetic, ain’t shit change, yuh,
Mission,
Ain’t no deviation from my greatness, yuh,
Listen,
Dead before losing my conviction, yuh

I got my woes,
Workin on my excellent, that’s how it goes,
Hustlin wit twin and em, we show our worth,
Always on that ALHY shit, boy ain’t no foe,
There never been comparisons, we always glow,
These pussies need they medicine, got vertigo,
They droppin out they dreams and shit, they got no soul,
We always stay developin, y’all embryos,
3 a.m. Miami sesh, the studio,

Ego Death (w/ DEADXSOUL)

Cold-hearted I don't do the love shit

Same people you love gonna hurt you regardless

I keep to myself I rather be heartless

Then let a few bitches become my damn problems

Had 99 bitches, few them was a headache

The moment they trippin' I'm leaving lil' baby

I don't do the chit chat I don't do no feelings

This simple exchange you knowing the business

Look at the chips, I'm stackin' the biddings

Look at her friends, they wanting my children

Look at the rizz, they know I'm they weakness

I don't need to do much to peak out they interest

Talk to her nice, she already grinnin

Talk to her spice, she already drippin

Talk to her right, bitch already naked

She brought me a bottle she wanna get faded

Don't get it twisted I don't care to lose you

You'd stay if you wanted and gone if you chose to

4 billion women tonight I can choose two

Pick one of each race yeah Harem no Jutsu

Haitian lil' bae that sleeps at the dorms

Wanted sum dick she hit up my phone

Talked for a minute, not talking no more

Fucked on the couch, we fucked on the floor

Chain on her face, her mouth on my gold

Biting the links, she wanting it more

She ain't my girlfriend, she only a hoe

Terms and conditions, she letting me know

They think I am shallow but deep are my scars

Vulnerabilities ain't shit that I got

Use it against you when going to war

That's why I stay colder than both of my poles, Yeah

Don't fuck with a rose if you can't handle thorns, yeah

My life is a movie your life is a short, yeah

I'm rockin' the Prada but smell like Dior, yeah

She wearing no panties right under her skirt, yeah

Whipping that bitch, I'm making it skrrt, yeah

She said she don't want me but later she fold, yeah

Freak on the phone but really bold, yeah

Fuck with these bitches cuz really I'm bored, yeah

This dick is mandingo

No counterfeit, benjamins never at zero

Caucasian lil' bitch wanna know if I'm single

She said I'm exotic I'm afro-latino

Her man getting mad I leveled his ego

Glock 23 yeah it's really that simple

I can send to god with the pull of my finger

This do-do-do-do gave your face a new dimple

Ain't dig em no grave, I gave em a sinkhole

Drop me the addy, my gun like to mingle

Shorty a minion learning my lingo

Johnny a goat Johnny a symbol

Walk in the show they know who I am

A L H Y, I put that on gang

Bitch I am up, bitch I'm a vamp

Bitch I'm a rockstar just look at my gram

Fuck having friends I only have gang

Shorty I'm pipin', turns out she a fan

Groupies and groupies, i got me some Stans

Hunna on hunna, I stacked up these bands

Bitches n' beaches we play in the sand

Fuck paying taxes and fuck Uncle Sam

Federal government ain't stoppin' my plans

Even the FBI know who I am

I can pull up and get me a stripe

Givenchy and Gucci I got it off swipes

Yak and sum pussy got Swedish tonight

Virgin lil' pussy make a fuck nigga tight

Pour me the codeine right into my Sprite

I feel like I'm floating I think I might die

Colombian, Honduran, Jamaican, Chilean

Cuban, Dominican, I'm mister worldwide

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Callin Every Shot

Cambiar is a late-night reflection on love, loss, and the parts of myself I couldn’t change. It’s about feeling distant, moving differently, and realizing some wounds don’t heal just because time passes. Mixing Spanish and English, the song captures that cold holiday energy when memories hit harder and trust feels impossible. This record came from a real place — learning to accept the past, even when it still hurts, and finding peace in becoming someone new.

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Johnny Dinero - Wishin' [Prod. Flowers In Narnia]

[Prod. Balance Cooper]
I’m from crooked dollars
Yeah, my mind don’t stutter
Lil bitches, what they know, im a king no baller
I’ve been on my grind
Bitches fiendin of my mind
I ain't no Sir Sometimes
Bitch I’m staying here life
No one got your back like i do, and that’s true
Let’s find you, this not you
Shawty, this not cool
Yeah, i been workin by the bayou, think bout you
Without you, my happiness vanished, ain't no fool
But aye
I work on my self every day
Aye
Don’t want me I’ll be okay
Aye
I wish that you could’ve stayed
Aye
Lil baby I’m diggin my grave

Off some henny and some lsd, and some green
Honestly, I’ve been drunk excessively
Poppin pillies for my memory, breaking me
Honestly, I can’t even fucking breathe
I put my life into jeopardy, hastily
I could die right now, and no one cares for me
Came alone and that’s how I’ll leave, honestly
I got no fucks to give so let me roll in peace

I’m from broken mirrors
My life not clearer
My heart hurting everyday but no one standing near
Got no time to cheer
Just give me a beer
I hide my true emotions cuz no one’s here my dear

Worn and torn
Methodically hurting some more
My self esteem never this poor
The hatred for me I implore
War and gore
My brain spilling onto the floor
My heart spewing blood to the door
My guts all over the floor
From girl to girl
Seismically moving my world
Giving my life a damn twirl
I’m sorry for any i hurt
Straight out the dirt
Bitch i am straight out the hurt
Bitch i am straight out the perc
Bitch i am straight out the perc, no


Off some henny and some lsd, and some green
Honestly, I’ve been drunk excessively
Poppin pillies for my memory, breaking me
Honestly, I can’t even fucking breathe
I put my life into jeopardy, hastily
I could die right now, and no one cares for me
Came alone and that’s how I’ll leave, honestly
I got no fucks to give so let me roll in peace

I’m okay

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