Simpin' Dayz

Teenage Fever (Remix)

Rolexin' - Single

Rolexin' - Julian Ecka & BIDDYZ

WINNN (Remix) [feat. Julian Echa] - Single

PE$00 - WINNN (Remix) [ft. Julian Ecka]

Never dropped something like this before...

48 Days (Demo)

First Action - Single

M.I.G - First Action

Demos

Green Goblin (ft. Clarity) [Demo]

Shout out to Brandon Smith at Point View Studios for crafting this dope ass beat 🔥
Check Him Out! https://soundcloud.com/bsmithmedia

LYRICS:
So let it go. Let it go.
Don't be a fool, Jules.  Be a man & let go of the old ways
Always smoke haze, those days, so lame, no brain but now you wanna try to go famous?
Tell me do you have a clue of what insane is?
It's when your aim is pointed at the stars
But you're not just far, you're in a different dimension, Jules
& did I mention you'll develop tension
Pull back your intention, school needs your attention. You'll just get detention-
If you don't get your books & your head in the game
I said you better remain in this place you hate, instead of the fame
Sorry, I got carried away
I'm just afraid your dream might really have you carried to fame
& without you around I'll feel alone to say the least
What do you say, will you stay with me?

I say fuck that, lick nut sack & wet butt crack
Whatchu want me to hold you? Nigga, I wouldn't touch that
Get the fuck back, you're killin' my vibe
The villain's alive, so don't be heroes cuz I'm iller than diving into-
Toxic waste. I can't be boxed in place
I gotta rock this bass, I can't be stopped, it's race time
Don't waste time, just race time
I wish I could lower & raise time
But instead I got lyrics to hit you like a bass line
This is just what I do
I know you'll be missing me but I won't be missing you
Cuz who I've wanted to be is someone you don't approve
You're trying to plant a seed when already got my roots 
& now I'm here standin' with an ace pair of niggas, named Brandon Smith & Blaise Guerra
You're scared of abandonment? Then face terror
Cuz I gotta abandon ship & chase where a-

Big yacht is by the tropics
No no lil yacht shit. Need some hot shit
One day ima cop it on the spot, bitch
I feel for you rappers cuz I can't even top this
I know that Blaise can
But y'all can't cuz y'all bars are light, they need a spray tan
I need some ray-bans cuz y'all my sons
& I'm the only one that be running the whole game like I'm Rayman 
Damn, Jules be on some different level shit
He be on some Frodo with the ring in the fellowship
Brandon got this beat on some super wavy mellow shit
Where the hell did I get all this heat? From the devil, bitch👹
I be killing both sides of it
Would kill the competition but there's no sign of it
I got flow, rhymes, bumbin' ass beats, & some bars that'll blow minds up & that'll take me to the top with not a co sign, nothin'.

Rayman - Single

Rayman (prod. Brandon Smith)

LYRICS:
Rain drop, drop top
Dancin' round you niggas, pop lock
I say "fuck you pay me, chop chop"
Until I get it I will not stop
Why does everything you drop flop?
Don't act tough when you just got shot
Cutting rappers up a crop top
See me at the top spot-
Where all the bitches bad & boujee
Lookin' back like "who's he?"
Put that pussy right to sleep
You'd think she had a roofy
Booty fat & juicy
Ever since I grabbed that loose leaf
Stacks in my bag are too deep
So won't see me at where you be

Oh my god! Excuse my lang
I just used my own name in vain
I'm making money appear & bitches rain a bay
Like a magic trick but no David Blain
I am here so I can rape & slay-
All that bull shit you say is flames
But it's clear it's taking rap down the drain
But we'll be okay, Jules will save the day
So who am I?
A nigga that'll leave a suit & tie
To get up on a beat & ruin lives
Who's never gonna need a crew of guys
I do my grind on my own, nigga that's that
I can get into my zone without a Ratt Pack
Who got the crown & the thrown need to pass that
When they play my album from the first to the last track
I be going in
Mahamad Ali, rope a dopin' with the hands 
Not getting the respect cuz I don't got that many bands
But one day ima get my momma a crib & a Benz 
Don't got too many friends but I'll spend my time talkin' bout that on my EP
Everybody & they're mother gonna peep me
When I'm on B.E.T. on your tv
With Rihanna looking at me like damn I would let him beat me
Don't worry cuz I wouldn't 
But anyway, I'm bouta get what you thought I couldn't 
I said I'd make a stand but you never understood it
Now your girl on my dick asking where I wanna put it
She down for whatever, even let me put a foot in
Anything you ever you had, you should know that I just took it
& if writing is a race, then you know I'm gonna book it
While I'm staring at the money & the bitches always lookin'
Like bruh, I'm flyin' in even higher then all the bosses that's higherin' 
Inspirin' your retirement, to the box you'll be lyin' in
I am incredible. Try it, bitch. Bet I will-
Show all you niggas whoever's inside Ju-lion's den's edible
& he's still dodgin' these bitches
Once you think you got him, he switches
Aye this niggas poppin', who is it???
That's J-U-L-I-A-N
While I slayed, you fell. I pray men-
Will get brave. Who smells my fragrance?
Lemme know who wanna play games send-
They ass to clash & get killed in my basement
& you don't wanna fight back
Cuz you know a nigga got it like that
Only been a year since I seriously started to write raps
Now I pedal to the metal on the right track
& you niggas still on the bike rack
I've been getting good at typing raps type fast
Rappers lookin' like rats cuz you put your energy to gettin' cheese & end up being in the tight trap
& I'm just fiendin' to be fuckin' up the whole game
I ain't stayin' in this button up
Fuck Clark Can't. Superman with the upper cut-
To the industry, they better suck it up & pucker up
Cuz ima get up under them
Start punchin' nuts & make your mothers cum & have a couple sons-
So you'll be brothered up to come at me all thug & buff
But I'm like butter cuz I'm slippin' through you in the rain & without a touch of a-

Rain drop, drop top
Dancin' round you niggas, pop lock
I say "fuck you pay me, chop chop"
Until I get it I will not stop
Why does everything you drop flop?
Don't act tough when you just got shot
Cutting rappers up a crop top
See me at the top spot-
Where all the bitches bad & boujee
Lookin' back like "who's he?"
Put that pussy right to sleep
You'd think she had a roofy
Booty fat & juicy
Ever since I grabbed that loose leaf
Stacks in my bag are too deep
So won't see me at where you be
Oh my god!

Bad & Boujee (Migos Remix)

This is a remix of our original song "Mary Go Round."  Which one do you think is better? 🤔 https://soundcloud.com/user-960980189/mary-go-round-ft-julian-echa-prod-classixs

Mary Go Round - Single

Mary Go Round (ft. Kvne The Demon)

Ain't F**kin' With Us (Remix) [feat. Clarity & Fukboy Ju] - Single

Ain't F**kin' With Us REMIX(ft. Clarity & Fukboy Ju)

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Roll In Peace (Remix) - Single

Roll In Peace/Look Alive (Remix)

Lyrics:

Look...
This is King Kong
This my kingdom
You a hell of a fella if you can sing along
I’m turning into a Tina Turner when singing songs
Except I’m beatin’ & murderin’ every beat I’m on
🦍This is King Kong
With no ring on
So girl just ring on my door if you want my ding dong
I’m at the highest of levels, don’t even need a bong
I got the eyes of the devil so come & bring it on
Woah

Since the day I went & started this shit-
I knew I was gone finish it up
Was never good at givin’ it up
Never givin’ a fuck
Cuz I’m livin’ it up
Now I’m lookin’ straight down on a bitch
Watch her do her thang, play around with the tip
She lookin fake round at the hips
So I had to take her out for a bit
Get her out her date gown for a dip
Now we swimmin’ in gold
Her body’s like a wonderland
I wish I lived close
Bomb head, she could make a nigga explode
Thought she was a hoe but shawty was a pro
Even been up on the pole
I wish I didn’t know
But when nigga found out-
Once I came, I had to go
Now I’m dippin’ in the rolls
I thought I fell in love with her in the shower but I was just slippin’ on the soap
Oh no

Now I’m in the car gassin’ it
No lie but I’m grippin’ on a savage bitch
Up in the passenger with a fat ass & tits
Shawty too thick in the hips
Got junk in the trunk, like a Kardashian 
But then I see the stripper coming fast-
Up inside an Acura-
Back, to cause an accident 

Fasten up, cuz bouta drop this hoe
Dashin’ it & now 4 cops are goin’-
After us cuz we’ve had a lot to smoke
We’re just passin’ it so that we could cop some more
Passionate always makes possible
& I’m passionately about to lock & load
Bust a cap in her tire. Once it pops & blows-
The stripper crashes it in New York Hospital 
That was convenient
We’ve been-
Lucky before but luckily she’s in treatment 
Hope they got shackles for her to be in
Please it’s necessary this shorty’s been tweakin’ recent

Aye...looks like we’re losin’ the cops
We breezin’

But now she running at us lookin’ like the terminator
Word to Vader, she lookin’ determined & angered enough to murder Leia
I was playin’ her but now baby girl came to hurt the player
She’s just like a nightmare that’s making sure that I’m sure to stay up

Chun Li (Remix) - Single

Chun Li (Remix)

This is a personal letter to a friend, in mixtape form.  Even though it's to a specific person, I think everyone can relate to at least one song on here.  Hope you enjoy, Confessions!

Confessions ~ A Letter From: Julian Echa

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Original Song: "Private Fears in Public Places" by Front Porch Step

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