(Produced by Zeevince)

I been seeing so much shade,
I can’t even take a break,
They tryna' take me out the frame,
Sorry nigga here to stay, yeah,
I can feel the sunrays, yeah,
Now my line getting plays, yeah,
Couple racks for the day yeah, yeah,
Us young niggas go the hardest,
Nigga came here to party,
Know the coupe push to start it,
9 in the glove compartment,
My bitch stashin my .40, yeah,
Big gat, but no target,
Just wish a nigga don’t start it, yeah-yeah,

I got the drip, I got the sauce,
I got the walk, I’m talking the talk,
I got the flavor that these bitches want,
So she better savour me all in her gums,
My dog made a call and we ran up the funds,
And we tryna ball like 3rd down on the 1,
I got the bitch that I fuck on the weekend,
And the bitch that I fuck on for fun,
I got the bitch that I met at the club,
I got the bitch that I met at the corner store,
I got the lingo, I’m traveling heavy,
And I got the weapon these niggas is wanted for,
I got the plug, I got the streets,
I be on drugs til I go to sleep,
And I got the love I’m seeing the face,
Want a cocaine exterior, shit on the seats,
i got potential that these niggas lack,
I got a pistol, I’m never gone lack,
I got the ‘drobe but I’m in all black,
It’s not for the show I’m proving the fact,
That I got to rep, I got to stand,
And if it’s a threat, we doublin' back,
I never go soft these bitches know it,
all my niggas gon' ball like Villanova,

I been seeing so much shade,
I can’t even take a break,
They tryna' take me out the frame,
Sorry nigga here to stay, yeah,
I can feel the sunrays, yeah,
Now my line getting plays, yeah,
Couple racks for the day yeah, yeah,
Us young niggas go the hardest,
Nigga came here to party,
Know the coupe push to start it,
9 in the glove compartment,
My bitch stashin my .40, yeah,
Big gat, but no target,
Just wish a nigga don’t start it, yeah-yeah,

Start up, 
I was the one that was findin' the lick, 
Park up, 
Nigga ready it’s a go,
Kick down a nigga door, 
lay a nigga on the floor,
Straps out where the dough, yeah,
Partner done changed and ain’t been the same,
I’m all for the money & less for the fame,
Cause I learned the game, 
And I know with money it's pleasure 
Then you know that shit come with pain,
I’m tryna' make mills & tryna' pay bills,
And help all my people get bread in the bank,
Some don’t wanna see me goin' up and away, 
Like I levitate,
Some tell me don’t get all ahead of myself,
I just tell 'em take care of they selves,
They don’t think that I’m headed for wealth,
Shoot 'em dead now they head on my shelf,
She a thot but you really can’t tell,
Press the gas and her head on my belt,
Count it up I ain’t taking no L’s,
Count it up I ain’t taking no L’s,

I been seeing so much shade,
I can’t even take a break,
They tryna' take me out the frame,
Sorry nigga here to stay, yeah,
I can feel the sunrays, yeah,
Now my line getting plays, yeah,
Couple racks for the day yeah, yeah,
Us young niggas go the hardest,
Nigga came here to party,
Know the coupe push to start it,
9 in the glove compartment,
My bitch stashin my .40, yeah,
Big gat, but no target,
Just wish a nigga don’t start it, yeah-yeah,

The Hippie Thug

Shade

(Produced by Kidd Adamz)

It’s like I walk 'round,
With my pain in a pouch,
Just a kid on the moon,
But I came from the South,
And I’m droppin' my top,
In the rain or a drought,
You can’t stand me,
But still got my name in your mouth,
And I’m poppin' & shit like a flat tire, 
Where I came from it was barely a way out,
So I look at my life like a bad lie, 
Cause how I made it out the place full of doubt,
Had to cut everybody off, 
Just me & my niggas no body guard,
I been steamin’ a lot, need to let it off, 
If I don't fuck with you can’t play it off,
If it’s fuck ‘em it’s fuck ‘em for life, 
Niggas tried pressin’ my buttons good night,
Chop with a drum and it’s cuttin’ up nice, 
We was down bad now we stuntin’ for life,
For life, we stuntin’ for life, 


I’m rockin’ Off-White, 
the cotton is nice, 
I’m high as kite, 

Henny on ice it remind me of me when,
We was just kids going out for the win,
Shit on my back had me going relentlessly,
Feel like a nigga was born to win,
Pray everyday cause we born to sin,
For all those who fallen I’m pourin' the Hen,
Used to go up, guess I’m goin' again,
She wanna fuck and be more than friends,
She brought her homegirl I’m turnin' 'em out,
fuckin' 'em both takin' turns on the couch,
She cannot suck dick,
She gone learn with her mouth,
She said it’s too big it’s hurtin' her mouth,
Way this shit lookin' I’m turnin' the tables,
Connected like WiFi I’m burnin' the cable,
Earnin' my ranks and I’m fillin' the bank,
Had me cookin' up dope like I’m servin' the basers,
Big homie said it’s your turn ain’t no waitin',
Two things you need in life, purpose & patience,
Take my lil bitch to Turks & Caicos,
Press on a button you murked for some paper,
Blunt full of gas on this syrup but no maple,
Smokin' Gelato, the Purp got no taste in it,
Standards on high how I curved this lil’ baby ,
She ask for too much ain’t bring none to the table,
And I don't need bitches that live for the clout,
Been thru it all, no tears, no droughts,


It’s like I walk 'round,
With my pain in a pouch,
Just a kid on the moon,
But I came from the South,
And I’m droppin' my top,
In the rain or a drought,
You can’t stand me,
But still got my name in your mouth,
And I’m poppin' & shit like a flat tire, 
Where I came from it was barely a way out,
So I look at my life like a bad lie, 
Cause how I made it out the place full of doubt,
Had to cut everybody off, 
Just me & my niggas no body guard,
I been steamin’ a lot, need to let it off, 
If I don't fuck with you can’t play it off,
If it’s fuck ‘em it’s fuck ‘em for life, 
Niggas tried pressin’ my buttons good night,
Chop with a drum and it’s cuttin’ up nice, 
We was down bad now we stuntin’ for life,
For life, we stuntin’ for life,

Kiddz Bop

To The Moon

Evil

Can’t Hang With Us

Written by: 
Daryen York

Beat by: 
Choppeezy 

Recorded by 
E3entertainm3nt 

Mix and mastered by 
Tyler Stamper

Cant Hang With Us

I’m born in the 90’s,
I could give a fuck about ‘cha,
You know where to find me,
Anywhere, if it’s money out there,
Don’t wanna’ be your homie,
Rest in peace to Speaker Knockerz
Leave me by my lonely,
Lonely, lonely,
I can’t do no phonies,
Niggas always say they got ‘cha,
Tony/Corleone,
Me, my niggas tight like mafia,
I don’t think she know me,
Said she wanna’ work for papa,
You gon’ have to show me,
Show me, show me,

Niggas komik, 
I know them niggas dòmi,
That bitch had me lonely,
But really that’s the old me,
She said she done with me,
Like, that shit had me hauling,
Too bad I been balling,
Wait, I see Sony calling,
I could peep the hate though,
Just keep it on the other side,
They see I’m gettin’ cake though,
Still won’t chill & put aside,
The fact that I’m like 8-0,
Brady in the Super Bowl,
You a square, you belong in a cubicle,

I’m born in the 90’s,
I could give a fuck about ‘cha,
You know where to find me,
Anywhere, if it’s money out there,
Don’t wanna’ be your homie,
Rest in peace to Speaker Knockerz
Leave me by my lonely,
Lonely, lonely,
I can’t do no phonies,
Niggas always say they got ‘cha,
Tony/Corleone,
Me, my niggas tight like mafia,
I don’t think she know me,
Said she wanna’ work for papa,
You gon’ have to show me,
Show me, show me,

(Produced by Lick Twist)

Lonely ++ (Produced by Lick Twist)

Put a lot work into this song and it turned out amazing!!

Intoxicated (Prod. Saveg Beats)

We Gon See Then (The Gospel According To Nana) [feat. Mr. Nuby]

#ToBeFaithful OUT NOW EVERYWHERE💐
Follow me on Instagram and TikTok @BentlyBreezo for more updates on my musical journey to the top. “To Be Faithful” is a heartfelt soulful collection of songs that “Breeze” has pre recorded since August of 2023. HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY .. “STILL SINGLE” Coming in 2025 …

Murder She Wrote |Interlude|

ALL GIRLS LOVE BELLY MIXTAPE by @bigbellylsb

Executive Produced by Gio Dee & Ksully

Brad Pitt (feat. KZ & Polo Summers) [prod. Ksully & KZ]

WHAT CAN I SAY

Jose Guapo "Sorry For The Addiction" Mixtape #SFTA

They Must Forgot

THE HIPPIE THUG // HEARTBREAK KIDD
Mgmt & Bkng: kiddadamzmgmt@gmail.com

Van-adam Pierre, also known by his stage name, Kidd Adamz, is a Haitian-American Rap artist, record producer, & songwriter hailing from the Scott Lake neighborhood of Carol City in Miami, Florida.

Embedded in music, Kidd's mother was a singer and his father played the drums & bass guitar in a local Church band. Around the age of 12 is when Kidd knew & decided music would be his lifelong dream.

Kidd sites Miami legends Trick Daddy, Rick Ross & JT Money as a few local musical influences growing up. He's collaborated with several artists along the journey; from those high on the rise to those still trying to get their feet wet. It's one of his bright spots as a creative to be able to work with talent regardless of actual experience in the field.

Collaborations with decorated South Florida MCs like Gunplay, Lunchmoney Lewis, and a few more notable names from the area have fortifed a structered aura for Kidd, showing growth in addition to consistent, tasteful music. He produces under the moniker "bitchigotdadank", a sobriquet for the self-acclaimed high level of production talent he seems to have.

ROLO Gang Records is an independent record label currently located in Miami, Florida. Founded and led by Kidd Adamz at the age of 16, the group initially started as a pack of partygoers swaying freely from party to party while enjoying their youth but slowly transformed into something much greater.

Lonely ++ (Produced by Lick Twist)

HEARTBREAK KIDD 💔

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