recorded 8/15/18. me & bro had so much work to put in. music already made to put out. this was just one of the tracks that got lost in translation because of stems and damaged files. still a vibe. Rest up Lenny 💚💪🏾 #LLJW X 2

NOMAD [ROUGH]

NOMAD (DEMO) [PROD. SQUEAKPIVOT]

“Scraped my knee & picked the scab”
Released 9/20/21

4 SEASONS FREESTYLE

Written by Kahrion
Produced by Noahzark
Released 1/25/22

Toto

TOTO [PROD. NOAHZARK]

Written by KAHRION and Roosevelt The Titan
Produced by Joseph Chilliams
Mixed by LBoogie

Twitter(s):
@KAHRION
@Roosevelt_titan
@JosephChilliams
@LboogieTHEM

Twitter

Side of The Street f. Roosevelt the Titan  [prod Joseph Chilliams]

OATH ROUGH [PROD. JOHN SCOTT]

Written by Kahrion                                                                                Prod @mattaudiodope 
Mixed/mastered @jeremyblye @classickstudios 
Cover art @judeappleby_

WHEATIES [PROD. MATTAUDIODOPE]

Produced by Joseph Chilliams
Austin Freestyle 

Twitter[s]: @KAHRION
@JosephChilliams


Often (Austin) Freestyle (Prod. Joseph Chilliams)

Lyrics:

[Verse]
For the past 4 years i been working my ass off
I was a man as a kid my OGs looked at me
They like baby just blast off
Keep yo foot on the gas now
Bring it back to the hood, use yo powers for good
Don’t get caught in that trap now
I’m like momma we good
Momma these people gone love me cuz i tell the truth as i should
Late nights bust juugs, riding all night thru the hood
Blacked out old school feeling like suge
So i could hit the studio with boog
Western at von crib
Riding by sab crib
Fuck i was barely at my crib
I stay up at night cuz i cannot shut my eye lids
I’m on a bar for bar diet
My inner ape won’t be quiet
My energy got me wildin
Sit the fuck down and listen as i break the silence
Great ape nigga I’m giant
Chicago is planet vegeta and that is my lineage
Trunks from the future
King cold wasn’t a neutral
Wear it however it suit you
This ain't no shit that you used to
Chi to ny its no fufu
Jamaica queens gimme good juju
Living in sky like im lou lou

SAIYANS Freestyle [prod. Von Vuai]

Written by Kahrion
Produced by Divon "Von Vuai" Bell

Moments when you recognize where true faith lies in people can be very much like love and hate. 
Love & hate both have foundations of overwhelming passion. Yet, despite these similarities they find themselves on opposite ends of the same spectrum.
When you first recognize that people around you, especially the ones you love, lack a true faith whether it be in you or themselves, it is one of the hardest phenomena to deal with.
It is the epitome of people who say “I feel you” when I know you don't feel what the fuck I’m on, you just have nothing else to say, yet want to to try to seem true. 
For the emotionally intelligent, the people readers, this is bullshit. If you do not feel me I do not want you to say you do. 
The worst part is, it can be ANYBODY. From parents to gfs to friends to teachers to associates. 
In Chicago we refer to this as phony kickin it. Fuck outta here with that. Maybe i’m too critical of a person but I would rather know that I’m only surrounded by true faith, and mine alone is potent enough to not require fraudulent or flickering faiths surrounding me. I do this shit because I was born to, because I connect to it, with words and rhetoric. Because i will not be sane if i stop. I feel that burning in my chest that powers me and leads me. It needs no outside fuel to keep burning.
It’s painful when people you’ve loved and looked up to for your whole life say they believe in you yet still want you to always take the safest, most secure routes. Even when they know that you will sacrifice the greatest good of all in the process, your happiness. 
For some people a peace of mind is more significant than anything in the world. Knowing that you did what you said you were going to do & went in the direction you know you were meant to move in, or at least gave it your all. Living like this every moment I cannot have regrets. There will always be something we could have done better. A shorter route. But what about the journey of figuring it out? That sounds like the life part to me.
Don’t be a sheep and follow the herd. This is a slavery that we CHOOSE to be in. Being a free man, i’m not CHOOSING to do anything that is going to sacrifice my happiness or come between it. The same happiness that my people for hundreds of years before me died yearning. My energy will kill you before I do.
So I say to my fellow youths, protect your light!!! Be selective in the words and energy that you take in from those around you. If it doesn’t connect with the soul and feel genuine, it isn’t. Through staying true we will show others that it is okay to embrace our individuality and gifts of creation and true culture for the simple fact that this is why we are here!
NIMBUS. Nothing Is Moving Between US

NIMBUS

Nimbus [prod. Von Vuai]

POTENT
06/03/16
Written by Kahrion
Produced & Engineered by Von Vuai
Artwork by Nigel Dumont

[Lyrics]
I know this shit meant for me I just feel it too potent
I got invited to life I won't put up no fight
I just feel it too potent
They--want me stop talkin to keep all the peace I'm a g I just feel i too potent
Imma keep picking that lock till I break that bitch open

[VERSE 1]
Guess This is the price that u pay when u shifting the paradigm
We got vices, declaring mine
Nights I prayed for direction
I got it
Repetition, recollection & honest--
Tea I'm sippin on if it ain't for me  
Hennessey I'm sippin straight out the bottle
Section 8 a nigga straight out the bottom
& they wonder why I do not give a fuck bout they problems
smokin on sativa
granny say i smell like reefer
balance out the lucky libra
i know that lucy be up in the sky with the stars & the diamonds & ion need her
bent on not signing no deals
sign on that dotted line niggas turn cousin skeeter
look at sir michael & nipsey as martyrs
cuz they knew that shit really wasnt freedom
youngin do it himself cause the family need em
i do it for myself, fuck another reason
told my winter bitch bye see u nother season
in new york eatin kennedys chicken pieces
then its back to the chi catch me at mcarthurs
hope they hang up my picture in uncle in remus
when its said n done
ill die a fuckin legend
i could give a fuck if i was on the freshman
got a whole city that just need protection & a lil love
man we aint thugs
thats just the hate that u give
kids lookin for direction & dont know that they in abyss
if u try to take me out just hope you don't miss!
if they take me out they gone make sure they say my presence missed
Middle finger out the fist

[HOOK]

[VERSE 2]
Took that red pill cause I really just wanted to know how far down this shit go 
I went to college for 2 years 
I felt like Percy Jackson in the lotus casino
MAN It's just way too much to here 
Automatic minded niggas computers
Really everything is just what you make it
Vision, knowin what u want n go take it 
I den blessed by too many OGs 
To know you are not it nigga why are you fakin
Oreo told me the question ain't whether you'll get it but whether you'll weather the patience
& since I'm knowin that this shit is for me 
it's hard to give a fuck bout negative statements
Fuck however long that shit is gon take &
Fuck w me & I go Liam Niesen on yo ass boy
Pull up in a Prius you ain't even see it comin 
I don't fuck wit no innuendos 
Mono y mono 
cuz anything less really aint worth mi  tiempo
I swear to god this my tempo shawty
In my right, & red uptempos shawty
post in new york like im sunny
fuck wit my family my money n I'm goin dummy

Potent [prod. Von Vuai]

Written & recorded by Kahrion
Produced by Kahrion
Co-produced by Von Vuai
Engineered by Von Vuai

Lyrics: 

[Intro x2]
Someone told me life is always waiting for the right time
Wait too long & you gone fuck around n wait a lifetime
Steady coming from the left, it keep me in my right mind
Tell me who you gonna be when you ain't got no lifeline

[Hook]
Niggas been wantin me to fold for a minute
I aint felt nobody else soul in a minute
Internet flex cant feed nobody, cant trust none dont need nobody
niggas these days on bevolodi, got mo' head than he got body
got my power pole on my side, incase i gotta beam me up scotty
imma hold it down like a 3 count shawty-- 
talkin bout putbacks off rebounds
imma stay high & i won't come down
imma stay chi make the westside proud
stack it up high & invest my count
bring it to the hood have my niggas live good
show em life change when u got fresh frames
smokin off the pain finna roll another wood

[Verse]
I aint felt nobody soul in a minute, i dont got no mo roll over minutes
I aint really felt whole in a minute
world been cold for a minute, how my kids supposed to grow old in it
Malcolm at the window, let a nigga run up on Lorenz imma have to blow a O in him, call his ass O-Dog
Life called, u got written off the show dog
I do it for the honor like Ghost Dog
these days gotta keep a 4-4 on me
muhfucka ion bang but i will go Pac if a nigga try & Dodon me
this bitch will sing & it do got range im sayin like doh-la-mi
im on my nimbus cloud in that sky wit my power pole on me
& if yo heart is pure you can take a ride thru the go wit me
ride thru them negatives & that winter time & that snow wit me
& understand at high altitudes the world will feel so lonely
plant seeds that grow only, cuz yo shit so-so homie

[Bridge]
Someone told me life is always waiting for the right time
Wait too long & you gone fuck around n wait a lifetime
Steady coming from the left, it keep me in my right mind
Tell me who you gonna be when you ain't got no lifeline

[Hook]
Niggas been wantin me to fold for a minute
I aint felt nobody else soul in a minute
Internet flex cant feed nobody, cant trust none dont need nobody
niggas these days on bevolodi, got mo' head than he got body
got my power pole on my side, incase i gotta beam me up scotty
imma hold it down like a 3 count shawty-- 
talkin bout putbacks off rebounds
imma stay high & i won't come down
imma stay chi make the westside proud
stack it up high & invest my count
bring it to the hood have my niggas live good
show em life change when u got fresh frames
smokin off the pain finna roll another wood

Stream

Right Time [prod. Kahrion & Von Vuai]

"Hands" released 2/13/17
Written & recorded by Kahrion
Produced by John Scott
Mixed by Chris House

[@Kahrion @JxhnScxtt]

Lyrics:

Jump off the bridge or let all the shit hit the fan
It's all in my hands hands hands hands hands hands hands

[verse]
I cannot fake the funk
I'm finna face a blunt
Why u so negative
Prolly cuz yo shit in negative
What the fuck is it to talk about
Fuck my daddy I ain't walkin out
Old ghost keep poppin up
U can stay broke & popular
I got the sight for myself like binoculars
I might fuck around & be a optometrist
I know greatness & my name is synonymous
U ain't thorough cuz yo word u don't honor it
I could give a fuck about yo acknowledgements
I could give a fuck about who they following
In my mind I'm high I'm soarin
Forgiatos on the foreign
I can't fuck wit her she borin
I can't wife her cuz she hoeing
Fishtailing when it's snowing
Energy I feel it potent
I stay close to the spirit
I'm the least bit religious
But i swear to god I feel it
I was born like this
Since we was kids, nigga u was just a krillin
Outta all these numbers in the whole wide world
U are just a single digit
I brought rice for the pigeons
I bought pots for chickens
I'm at peace wit decisions
I ain't never seen the ceiling
Angels in the outfield
How we make shit real
I know imma see a million
How we movin wit precision
I know imma feed the children
Make the velle pop a wheelie

[hook]

Hands [prod. John Scott]

#ForeverJohnWalt

[@Kahrion @Deauxva @JxhnScxtt]

Written by Kahrion & Sean Deaux
Recorded & engineered by Kahrion

Lyrics

[verse 1]
Feel the shit in my chest & its deep in my soul
Tho my niggas on call
& they all gone roll
its a shocking blue, long lonesome road 
Makin these 4 walls hold 
In Jamaica queens, Q 43
In a Uber ride wit da qp 
Feel the Westside runnin thru my veins
I embrace the dark I accept the pain 
In the same make just a new model
Feel like Jon snow,
But I'm makin these 4 walls hold 
mighty rambe  
I am not Joe
Pretty Willie on gettin juked slow,
How I'm makin these 4 walls hold
Like young link
Like balto 
Tell me Why it had to be Walt tho 
I just talked 2 u at 2:10...
Imma see u at the crossroads 
Till then we makin these walls hold 
Whippin thru the streets so numb so high like alto
Hopin this a fucked up joke I'm just waitin for the punch like falco
Pull up n park we was smokin the gas right outside of the house tho 

[Sean Deaux]
[bridge]
damn i miss my dawg
why it had to be u my nigga we was just tryna ball
im just smokin thinkin these niggas gotta pay
tell em like get down, lay down 
put that shit on my soul i miss my dawg i miss my bro

[Kahrion]
nights like this i wish i could stay sleep
feel it like cherokee so grand like jeep
feel it like robert townsend my heart just beat
memories energy hennessey all around me

Blue Roads

Blue Roads ft. Sean Deaux [prod. John Scott]

Written by Kahrion
Produced by ChurchDontStop
Mixed by Chris House

Twitter: @Kahrion @ChurchDontStop

[verse 1]
Its on automatic if the stick shift out the 2 seater
Stress level of my lifestyle worth 2 divas
I got truth fever, blue chip seeker
Rubberband of blue hunnits, stacks so fresh n clean like 2 levers
Everything 1K in all that I say
Put a nigga in his cage
Send his ass to his grave
Just like big rambe
Wanna bang a gavel in my face
But I heard the rattle on the snake
If I die then that's fate
But u gone come a minute later
I roll up cuz I'm a skater
In the clouds with vapors
Backwoods over papers
I don't fuck wit the lakers
Energy on fire like Venus
Radiate leave & craters
I embrace the dark like the Sith Lord
Trapping out the dorms on the 5th floor
Freak asked me why would she spit for
Whip shoot when u shift 4
Wildwood po' some hi tech
Barely opened my eyes
No pressure no sinus
All plus no minus
Found the gold wit no miners
Diamonds dancing not shining
Silver back & I'm climbing
Whole city take chances
Niggas flipping for some months
The law preying like a mantis

[hook]
Whippin these streets tryna be discrete
Demons all out in the night i watch em creep
Gettin my troubles out in them sheets
Niggas be lyin so much i smell deceit

[verse 2]
Careful wit them loose screws
Niggas get tightened up wit that tool
Thin line between love & hate but don't ever try to play the fool
We can go Paris, Tokyo to Chicago like the cool
Got the world on my back feelin like samurai jack, no aku
Giant dormant inside of me is a wilder beast
Been losing Jekyll to the Hyde in me
Its like fighting sleep
The other side so fuckin numb to society
& don't trust a soul
& don't feel bad about shit that happen outside of me
5% on my tints baby they don't gotta see who in the driver seat
Up early I ain't waitin round on the lottery
Niggas gotta eat
Out the upside down moved a few pounds
Hustlin a part of me
I might tie muddy boots on a benz coupe
Cuz it's just a car to me
Imma sell the last xan outta my hand cuz it's just a bar to me
Peanut butter seats 7 off white
95 wheats
Blowin fresh og
In my own lane, I am no sheep
I been training on a island wit roshi
Got bitches lickin me like yoshi
I'm might say fuck it like Papi & go tat the 100 emoji

Buy/Strean

Discrete [prod. Churchdontstop]

Rambeworld otw

Recorded by Kahrion [ @ kahrion ]
Produced by Squeak [@ squeakpivot ]
Mixed by Chris House

Lyrics:

[verse 1]
add up all them times we felt
lonely we was by ourself
growin up aint have no help
get up get that bag ourself
imma get that bag, neva gone repeat my dad
mishap, ship sunk, oh well shit happens
soul in chicago, mind on the atlas
i make passion matching action pictures
i roll up harambe in my swishers
tryna find the sunshine billie withers 
potent marijuana in my system
they jus shot my nigga wish they missed em
askin myself why i never crashed when i fell
i den lost so many homies that i held close so
imma show my ass, imma pull up in that s550 from a '88 lac
wit a diamond in the back- at 16 i gave my lil brother sauce
had to bend a couple laws but its cool cuz its all for the cause
i be smooth as her hand in my draws
pay my dues i got big homies blessin me, 
i aint have no lifelines so i could neva rest in peace
please get that fuck shit way away from me
these days be needin all the faith in me
speedracin while i build this legacy
need patience good as all these melodies
got a lot of niggas that got felonies
pull up tinted window wit berretta piece
spit it like my spirit been ahead of me
everything i feel so heavily 

[verse 2]
Everything i feel i feel so heavy
so much water on my neck could break a levy
whippin foreigns like a muhfuckin chevy 
i was born in this muhfucka ready,
keep it goin keep it muhfuckin steady
do this shit for granny & for kelli
& my niggas fightin beasts up in the belly
only company a muhfuckin celly
needin money for they fuckin commissary 
that aint even talkin homies that we buried
glocky in my hands hold it steady, take a lil off the top just like a eddy
they can hear my city in my voice got it tatted on my muhfuckin belly
glocky in my hands hold it steady, take a lil off the top just like a eddy
rambe & im comin wit the troop smokin gas & u niggas smokin reggie

Weight [prod. Squeakpivot]

written & recorded by @Kahrion
produced by @Luke_Almighty @Jayrmakesbeats 
mixed by @RoundtreeSound
artwork @sadkidangel

RambeWorld otw
TROOP®

Lyrics:

[verse 1]

pray 1 day we see
over dat mountain peak
Everything that I seek
I’m pullin right to me
All of dese words I speak
Feel it so grand like jeep
Wrangler Cherokee
Thru the rain snow & sleet
Ima just stay unique
Might as well just pour 2, might as well just pour 3
Might as well just do u
Might as well just do me
Molly ain’t in my blood, but I still grit my teeth
Still tryna find my peace
Still gotta grip my piece
Always just keep my pace,
Always just keep my speed
Rambe in my blood
Caesar on the beat
I’m from by the hill 4 nem Westside flee
Austin madison my hood got Love for me
Coupe deville my troop a shoot to kill for me
The proof is sealed, my sauce is drippin off of me
You niggas sweet & hurtin like a cavity
Be mad at yoself, How could u be mad at me?
Nigga ain’t have no guide
I had to just go & see
Now the roof go back soon as I click the thing aye
2015 Queens ,wings from Burgundy’s aye
Is it a dream if it could be reality
Ima let it bleed, ima let it leak
I know birds will tweet they just wanna tweak
ima let it bleed, ima let it leak aye

Buy/Stream

Unique (Let It Leak) [prod. LukeAlmighty & Jay-R Beats]

*stream all platforms: [http://smarturl.it/8utbtq]

**OFFICIAL VIDEO: [youtube.com/watch?v=GprzKUiVIdA&list=UUJKvMKUhufNjd2SVl-DgjCw]

"Space Ghost" 
written by Kahrion
produced by Cangelosi
mixed by SolarFive 

1st single released from upcoming album
www.kahrion.com
RAMBEWORLD dropping soon

Lyrics:

[verse 1]
Gettin fast life money for the long run 
Big 30 if a nigga feelin on 1
Big birdies chop em down like im a shogun
Fuck nigga talkin bout ay let me hold 1
I'm gettin fucked up pitches hittin home runs
By my lone young nigga get my own funds
New vet say I'm better than her old 1s
Tip toeing on these bitches In some rogue 1s
Space ghost wraith ghost 
Do work lay low 
Rambe my flow 
Hitech faygo 
These bitches see me & see that I'm not like these pussies that like it to easy 
Niggas be picky about food but when it come to u boy they do u too greasy
Niggas will tell me to look out for them but I can't cuz I know they'll leave me
All of my hundreds is blue & u green wit that L on yo head like Luigi
Niggas be picky bout food but when it come to u boy they do u too greasy
Niggas will tell me to look out for them but I can't cuz I know they'll leave me

[verse 2]
I can't tweet
cuz people gone see what I think
Can't blink, tryna stay ready like the sphinx 
I eat, just to stay alive 
Got blood in my teeth 
Innocence gone from my eyes don't trip
Glock on my waist & I got a good grip 
Fiends on the block nose got a lil drip 
CBD oil blunt backwood hit 
24 hours move 24 zips 
Football xannys in me startin to feel the kick 
Slid my hand in them panties pussy feel slick
Got a Xbox 1 for a mike Vick
Thru the east coast when I please type shit 
Repo yo ho like I need that bitch 
See a 550 like I need that 6 
Bonafide nigga bet my seeds be rich 
I see freebandz imma seize that shit 

[twitter: @kahrion @cangelosiii ]

Space Ghost

official video

Space Ghost [prod. Cangelosi]

Written & recorded by Kahrion
Mixed by SolarFIve of OnGaud
Mastered by Cole Kruggel

Lyrics:

Got more than me to protect 
These bitches don't lessen the stress 
That one jus lookin for press 
This 1 jus wanna be next 
No u cannot b my wife 
I know u still love yo ex
I don't like bitches my age, I just be fuckin wit vets 
That's tryna fuck up a check
Then tryna fuck me to to death I
Ain't tryna fuck up the flow
They know they gone miss a jet 
We coulda left it alone 
We coulda paid the respects 
That shit ain't ever the case 
Fuckin u gettin them reps 

Fuckin u gettin them reps, all in yo shirt on the steps 
These bitches step off the bus, I hit they ass wit the next 
In the dark lookin for a lighthouse 
Classy bitch lookin for a night out 
Sassy bitches that know them rags to them riches 
X type my jag it's vicious 
My coat is deep like trenches
Niggas grit teeth like dentures 
The reaper seek my vengeance 
He tryna seize my engine 
He look & see me in em 

Got more than me to protect 
These bitches don't lessen the stress 
That one jus lookin for press 
This 1 jus wanna be next 
No u cannot b my wife 
I know u still love yo ex
I don't like bitches my age, I just be fuckin wit vets 
That's tryna fuck up a check
Then tryna fuck me to to death I
Ain't tryna fuck up the flow
They know they gone miss a jet 
We coulda left it alone 
We coulda paid the respects 
That shit ain't ever the case 
Fuckin u gettin them reps 

I cannot fake the muhfuckin funk
I see u fu from the muhfuckin jump
All for the peace, u come after me
I'll lean out the window & let this bitch dump 
Bitch from the A say she tryna get crunk
Bossed up myself I was never a grunt 
Bitch smokin wit me,  textin her man 
My dick in her hand, she choking on me 
I cannot trust, still finna bust 
Keep a G, hunnits so blue-they lookin sad as fuck
Old bitches blew know they mad as fuck
I do not want her no more u can have her like pass the Dutch

Got more than me to protect 
These bitches don't lessen the stress 
That one jus lookin for press 
This 1 jus wanna be next 
No u cannot b my wife 
I know u still love yo ex
I don't like bitches my age, I just be fuckin wit vets 
That's tryna fuck up a check
Then tryna fuck me to to death I
Ain't tryna fuck up the flow
They know they gone miss a jet 
We coulda left it alone 
We coulda paid the respects 
That shit ain't ever the case 
Fuckin u gettin them reps

Rambe World

Vets [prod. Mulatto & Cangelosi]

Top Boy (Official Video): [youtube.com/watch?v=FEoywkmn7uE&feature=youtu.be]

Written & recorded by Kahrion
Mixed by SolarFIve of OnGaud
Mastered by Cole Kruggel

Lyrics:

Know them tight spots like
Jon Snow, night watch 
21 My vets all still got tight box 
I been growin just as much my locs
I've already buried all of my opps 
But I keep room for new ones Ill make new plots 
Gucci on my bitch down to her tube socks
Armor all my vogues I'm sittin on new shocks
Rambe in my flow my troop is too stocked
Top boy, nigga run up for that food POP
Ape shall not kill ape unless my mood drop 

Know them tight spots, I
Sleep wit 1 eye open like a fuckin cyclops
For the ones I love, I'd make the fuckin sky drop
Bastard I dont even share a name wit my pops
Know them tight spots, I
Sleep wit 1 eye open like a fuckin cyclops
For the ones I love, I'd make the fuckin sky drop
Bastard I dont even share a name wit my pops

My friend told me to let it go 
We just racing to our deaths like on your mark get ready BLOW
The city where the winter fell the hardest
Weigh a heavy toll  
To all that bullshit & that arguing I'm Omari hardwick
Bitch I'm sharper than a dart 
Now stay low & just play yo part 
We go thru some lows but we gone finish what we start
I heard a voice that spoke to me when I was in the dark
She said jus always stay 1K 3 times & keep yo heart   
When I step down right now I know this ground not fallin apart 
I'll break down this pound rite now wit my lungs it's a art 
Nigga like me can't stand it when nigga like u think u hard 
Nigga like you can't stand it when nigga like me pull yo card 

Know them tight spots, I
Sleep wit 1 eye open like a fuckin cyclops
For the ones I love, I'd make the fuckin sky drop
Bastard I dont even share a name wit my pops
Know them tight spots, I
Sleep wit 1 eye open like a fuckin cyclops
For the ones I love, I'd make the fuckin sky drop
Bastard I dont even share a name wit my pops

Official Video

Top Boy [prod. Kai Hightower & Qari]

Written & recorded by Kahrion
Mixed by SolarFIve of OnGaud
Mastered by Cole Kruggel

Lyrics:

Stop wit the passive aggressive u talkin in circles & clinching yo teeth
Imma talk back if u say shit to me 
Cuz I seen what it mean to be meek 
Ghetto & boujee I still fuck wit Louie
I might hit yo bitch in the jeep 
My moma know imma fool but she know It ain't shit I don't got in my reach  
Don't hit my phone wit no fuck shit u on
U can leave that shit after the beep 
Im on my wave if u give me a boat I'll come back to this bitch wit a fleet 
I can get low if u gimme a O I'll come back to this bitch wit a P
Comin for blood I just tasted once 
And came back in this bitch on a spree 

Blood on my shirt
Blood on my hands
Blood on the leaves
Planet of apes
The pain & the weight, I feel it like Caesar
Left wit a boat, came back wit a fleet
Left wit a O & came back wit a P
Finessing the bank, throwaway visas

Stop wit the passive aggressive u talkin in circles & clenching yo teeth 
Stop askin me all these questions bout who all I’m fuckin n where all I be 
They like to stay on the surface dat shallow shit 
I like to get underneath 
Niggas be frontin they move n i promise I rather jus keep it discrete 
Stop wit the passive aggressive u talkin in circles & clenching yo teeth 
Stop askin me all these questions bout who all I’m fuckin n where all I be 
They like to stay on the surface dat shallow shit 
I like to get underneath 
Niggas be frontin they move n i promise I rather jus keep it discrete 
Stop wit the passive aggressive u talkin in circles & clenching yo teeth 
Stop wit the passive aggressive u talkin in circles & clenching yo teeth 
Stop wit the passive aggressive u talkin in circles & clenching yo teeth 
Stop wit the passive aggressive u talkin in circles & clenching yo teeth 
Stop wit the passive aggressive u talkin in circles & clenching yo teeth
Imma talk back if u say shit to me cuz i seen what it mean to be meek 
Stop wit the passive aggressive u talkin in circles & clenching yo teeth 
Imma talk back if u say shit to me cuz i seen what it mean to be

Meek [prod. John Scott]

Written & recorded by Kahrion
Mixed by SolarFIve of OnGaud
Mastered by Cole Kruggel

[verse 1]

Ima get serious 
I’m makin appearances 
Just building a brand 
Still need that check in advance 
I like tequila and sand 
Sandalwood Burnin again 
I guess I’m really a hippy 
Thing on my hip call it hippy 
Might be a while for you get me
All of my niggas got Whitney 
Bobby 
Brittany
She feel that dick in her kidneys 
Just put the lick in the fendi 
Please don’t mistake me 
For friendly 
Just put that shit in my bag
Been that nigga 
no trendy

[verse 2]

Rambe I pop out the roof nigga ita be u before ita be me 
Bitches b mad at the crash but they neva look first before crossing the street 
U will get shot thru a bag
My nigga u run up n u think it’s sweet 
I got some pain n some anger before all that molly I gritted my teeth 
Rambe I’m back on the juice 
The perc got me loose
I feel it in me 
Im innat silver bullet on 290 grippin I’m whippin discrete 
Outwest nigga stay flee right off of madison be my street 
Sum my niggas say 4, sum my nigga say g 
Og all my flows, young nigga been unique
Glocky thas my bro, he lookin out for me 
He know how I roll, he know where I be
Rambe done took control, its comin over me
Ain’t no consoling me 
I’m my own nigga, aint no moldin me
All of them hoes u on is old to me 
See no limits we some soldiers know the troop gone roll in fleets 
Right where we sposed to be 
Lookin like gold to me 
We lookin like yes u lookin like no to me 
U niggas is ogalvies 
I need my check, gimme my ovals please

Never gone leave my mans out
Nigga dont need no handouts
Ima just blow this dope smoke
Ima just let shit pan out
And this shit gone get ran up
Til this shit all get ran out
Troop pullin up in tandem
Murder scene look so random
Glock 19 so handsom
34 Round enhanced em
Big body benz cost ransom
Box chevy drop my trans in
Safehouse drop my bands in

Silver Bullets feat. Qari [prod. GreenSllime]

Written & recorded by Kahrion
Mixed by SolarFIve of OnGaud
Mastered by Cole Kruggel

Lyrics:

These niggas aint runnin my race
My ceiling aint there is gone, no trace
Young nigga I stay 1K, pistol grippin pounds by tre
I den found my way, blue nose pits got hounds today
Rambe in my brain
Rambe runnin all thru my veins
Rambe got no shame
Rambe runnin straight thru them dames
Baby dont play no games, I'll be right back you bet not change
Baby just freeze the frame, Im gettin this money just please remain
If Ion do it in Jesus name i do it in Caesar name

Get to this bag it aint gone be shit to swipe a visa man
I'm livin fast, blowing this gas turned into a creature man
And if I crash I did the dash im not in the bleachers man
Section 8, from wic to this
Peanut butter on them saltines
Ants up in my kicks
I seen shit that'll make yo head shift
Smokin good & we fuckin good its never average
Give it to the baby thats gone love me for my savage
Money Mitch I'll never let em know how low my bag get

These niggas aint runnin my race
My ceiling aint there is gone, no trace
Young nigga I stay 1K, pistol grippin pounds by tre
I den found my way, blue nose pits got hounds today
Rambe in my brain
Rambe runnin all thru my veins
Rambe got no shame
Rambe runnin straight thru them dames
Baby dont play no games, I'll be right back you bet not change
Baby just freeze the frame, Im gettin this money just please remain
If Ion do it in Jesus name i do it in Caesar name
Get to this bag it aint gone be shit to swipe a visa man
I'm livin fast, blowing this gas turned into a creature man
And if I crash I did the dash im not in the bleachers man
Ion do it in Jesus name i do it in Caesar name
Ion do it in Jesus name i do it in Caesar name
Get to this bag it aint gone be shit to swipe a visa man
I'm livin fast & if I crash im not in the bleachers man
Ion do it in Jesus name i do it in Caesar name

Rats go for the cheese 
Niggas be tryn way 2 hard
Still up in the bleachers
Niggas try & niggas die and they get blew to pieces
If I send this bitch up I got fuckin reasons 
We took hits u couldn’t take & still we fuckin breathing
I’m from outwest took that 20 bus thru many seasons 
Why it had to be my nigga Walt left out there bleedin
I got 4s, lords & gds that make sure I’m eatin 
I’m good everywhere I go that why my network leadin 
Big Rambe in my spirit bitch & that ain’t leavin
I’m a libra but the reaper show me life ain’t even 
Sand the baby benz down & paint it for no reason 

Ion do it in Jesus name i do it in Caesar name
Get to this bag it aint gone be shit to swipe a visa man
I'm livin fast & if I crash im not in the bleachers man
Ion do it in Jesus name i do it in Caesar name
Ion do it in Jesus name i do it in Caesar name
Ion do it in Jesus name i do it in Caesar name
Get to this bag it aint gone be shit to swipe a visa man
Ion do it in Jesus name i do it in Caesar name
Get to this bag it aint gone be shit to swipe a visa man
Ion do it in Jesus name i do it in Caesar name
I'm livin fast & if I crash im not in the bleachers man
Put 2 grams in all my woods to help me ease the pain

No Shame [prod. Cangelosi]

Written by Kahrion
Produced by Cangelosi
Mixed by Matt Audio (Classick Studios)
Cover Art by Terence Harp II

Lyrics:
The sleep
Sporadic
The reap
Is lavish
Repeat
A habit
My hair
Is matted
The sheets
Is satin
I’m good
We havin
I think
Imagine
& then it happen

The sleep
Sporadic
The reap
Is lavish
Repeat
A habit
My hair
Is matted
The sheets
Is satin
I’m good
We havin
I think
Imagine
& then it happen

Movin state to state
Runnin these figure 8s
TROOPED up wit my apes
None of my heroes wore a cape
None of my heroes wore no wire
None of my heroes caught on tape
Some still here some met they fate
Fear of gods for heaven sake
Walk innat bitch like trunks
Walk innat bitch might goten
Walk innat bitch like unk
Walk innat bitch wit 4nem
Walk innat bitch like bump
My backwood pink runtz
U move bet I don’t blink once

Don’t fear the reaper homie
Smokin this reefer only
Workin all night she sleepin lonely
I gotta keep it on me ridin around gotta keep it on me
Don’t want them people on me
I don’t want none of them people on me

I dont got no jokers in my deck
Why so serious
Hit 290 lookin like a streak
Fast & furious
If it’s me or u I up & OOP
Point blank period
I’m inna driver seat
Ain’t no pursuit
I’m just gearing it
I can put my ear up to yo shit
I’m just not hearin it
I den seen the reaper floatin by I just ain’t fearing it
Remy wit the cranberry pure jus like my spirit is
I don’t got no jokers in my deck
Dodgin CPD up in these streets fuck an arrest
U won’t make it far if u ain’t showin no respect
Jussie smollet u jus tyin rope around yo neck
Rambe wit da troop I gotta serve I gotta protect

The sleep
Sporadic
The reap
Is lavish
Repeat
A habit
My hair
Is matted
The sheets
Is satin
I’m good
We havin
I think
Imagine
& then it happen

DFTR (Don't Fear the Reaper) [prod. Cangelosi]

PLAY4KEEPS
Written by Kahrion
Produced by Cangelosi
Mixed by Tree
Cover Art by Terence Harp II
Lyrics:

Watchin all my company that i keep 
i cant fall asleep
movin at hyperspeed, on my P's
i need alla these
they jus wanna see me get knocked off of my feet
see me miss a beat
dogin cpd & county heat
i need alla these

they dont wanna see me up top but
still wanna see me peak
keep it G
7 days a week, still wanna see me weak
even if we dont speak
still wanna see you eat
im in the drivers seat-- im in the pilot seat, new heights every week
i cannot waste my time, reaper play 4 keeps 
i cant tweak i need alla these
alla me, this shit here take alla me
makin it crack like pyrex spit blue magic, that quality
my bitch just take alla me
smackdown in that pussy back on them ropes but this just more raw to me
put my 2 feet down in the ground give this shit alla me
let it leak like a artery
take it straight from the heart of me
ridin out to the hideout & i prolly still bump carter 3
thirsty nigga look dry mouth, take time out, get water please
i den seen niggas comin up before me but shit aint bother me
rollin up in the deep cant go to sleep movin, on all the P's

Watchin all my company that i keep 
i cant fall asleep
movin at hyperspeed, on my P's
i need alla these
they jus wanna see me get knocked off of my feet
see me miss a beat
dogin cpd & county heat
i need alla these

Play4keeps [prod. Cangelosi]

Written by Kahrion
Produced by Cangelosi
Mixed by Cole Kruggel of Classick Studios
Artwork by Courtney Saenz

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Produced by The Gift
Mixed by Lon Renzel
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Written & recorded by Kahrion Martin
Produced by Ben Hixon
Mixed by @mixedbycj

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Produced by Zay Rock
Mixed by Lon Renzel

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Mixed by Lon Renzel

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