Prod By: Sandbox & Ron Gilmore

@casearnold.still

Means The Most ft. Sakari

I wrote this because I be in my bag about how trash everything can be sometimes. I be tired of the bs, and even more tired of not doing anything about it. Check it out:

Aye look im tired of my bullshit huh,
So can I take off all this cool shit yeah?
It was funner When I aint knew shit nah, 
At least im free (3x)

But I cant justify the foolish nah,
I need to get back to a pulpit yeah, 
I got mountains im tryna move quick y’all, 
But you know me, but you know me, now you know me 
—

So ima wake up in the morning dawg,
Im running late, but tell me what’s new y’all, 
I just dont gaf about nun dawg,
If I aint winning nothing else matters to me, 

I gotta work but ima call out tho,
We understaffed but you won’t see me today,
We over worked, misunderstood and underpaid,
Another story in the USA 
—

So look, It’s been a while since a youngin done spit what came to the fence, 
Im a yard away from harder days, all the bars that I’ve bent to see
neighborhoods I can’t stay till returns is  made off the rent

It’s just another way,
To say modest pay, been a lil bitch,
It’s another day to make honest pay

For a ceo who don’t care if I’m there or quit,
Or don’t care bout a callused fist that’ll probably make million dollars for him fo the summers end,
And that’s nothing I take it personal, that just is what it is, 

So I’m still on the block tho, still moving dope to make this dream shake with olojuwan flows, 
Off of east Houston, moving with Fazo, 
I scraped at heavens floor to keep my mouth froze,  
Cause from this never ending smile these kids gone hear some causes they gone die for, 
I look inside the mirror, see a kid that they gone ride for, 
And it’s not cuz I’m most fly and the most prideful 
It’s cause I’m still that kid that’s from yo crib out spitting fire from the fence,
I grabbed my bag and I left that yard, and I been shining ever since, like that

Cause they said that there be days like this,
Well I want days where they say J done got rich, 
And made gifts flip,
From the misfit kid wit a chapped lip,
fist bent lens that been cracked in,
Spinned that shit to this cat spittn dawg,
ill kill It even then

Im the young nigga, who the gun missed, but I shot up even still,
From that one city, that they chat bout if you get robbed or you killed, 
But im gone get it, 
Cause my road different 
If I walk crawl and ill kneel,
The only promise that I made is I wont stop and never will,
—

Aye look im tired of my bullshit huh,
So can I take off all this cool shit yeah?
It was funner When I aint knew shit nah, 
At least im free (3x)

But I cant justify the foolish nah,
I need to get back to a pulpit yeah, 
I got mountains im tryna move quick y’all, 
But you know me, but you know me, now you know me

Just Another Day

CREDITS 
Graphics By  Rashi Ajaar 
Prod. Roto 
Written & Performed by Malik Elijah 
Recorded By Malik Gaither 
Mixed and Mastered By Kurt Beeten

GREENLIGHT - SINGLE

GREENLIGHT

GREENLIGHT (PROD. ROTO)

In this modern day relationship anthem, AUSAR lightheartedly raps over upbeat and punchy drums, using his signature blend of honesty and humor to share how his dating life has changed as he continues to build his music career. But, even with these heavier reflections, AUSAR playfully cautions his listeners to avoid falling for the persona of entertainers and gives simple yet amusing love-life advice: don't date rappers. 🙅🏾‍♂️💔🎤

#SCFIRST

I Now Know.

DON'T DATE RAPPERS.

DON'T DATE RAPPERS.  Prod. by Gold Haze

Give Her The World

All Night Long

All Night Long (feat. Topaz Jones)

Figure Skate

Lyrics

See she don’t like me when I gets like this huh
Say she don’t write me cuz of shit like this huh
The snakes don’t bite me but they just might hiss huh
They’ll never fight me yet they still gone diss 


So what hannenan
What’s hannenen


Verse 

Armed with self destruction 
What’s the discussion 
You making points babe but why you cussin
Yeah I know I fucked up I get the fussin
I get to acting like a Mule but why you Russian

Where you going why you leaving where you off to?
You sicka chasing after me and I exhaust you
Oh I see you found ya voice oh shit she talk too?
Don’t come to me about no bitches you done talked to
 
It ain’t no proof that ain’t the truth it ain’t no game
Ain’t my number ain’t my picture ain’t my name
Might as well star up in a flick with Keenan Wayans 
Way niggas be lying that’s a Low Down Dirty Shame

Sicko sicko headed for the shitro 
We been bouncing all around just like a 64
If I ain’t ya man then why you give a shit fo
Drunk talking about how I used to kick doe's


Tired of feeling like a
Tired of feeling like a 
Tired of feeling like a 6th man 
Thinking my heart gone need a quick scan
Insurgent like it’s January 6th and
Became an aint shit man in a sick span 
Caught it all on film it prolly hit Cannes
Yeahhhh yeahhhh yeahhhh yeahhhh
What are we?
Lovers or opps
I’ll stay through mad shit but
Never the cops
Greasy nigga
Cover the locs 
Turn up the sounds to 
Cover the shots
Block block block
Higher than crack rock
Took Martins place if fools
Needing a mascot

 Why do tools fall in love
I’m in no place to judge
Why I do what I does
Idk just because

OUTSIDE ALL SUMMER (feat. Tru)

Joseph Chilliams

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