lyrics: http://genius.com/Kyle-wildfern-swishswish-lyrics

(feat. @jordancassius)
[prod. @alastairalston]

mix/master: @troublemuzic 

art: https://twitter.com/JoshuaDrakes

SWISHswish (Feat. Jordan Cassius) [Prod. Alastair Alston]

(feat. @troublemuzic)
[prod. @alastairalston]
add. vocals (@jordancassius)

art by twitter.com/JoshuaDrakes


switchSWITCH (feat. Trouble Trouble) [Prod. Alastair Alston]

[prod. @peroporvida]

art by twitter.com/OLIPRJCT

truth/idk (Prod. Por Vida)

[prod. @martinsole]

art by twitter.com/OLIPRJCT

VISUALS

How II (Prod. Martin Sole)

4 AM Monologue (feat. Josh Dillon)

Praey (feat. Jordan Cassius)

Pretty Penny, Deep Breath

Amen

Fantom II

Flowercity (Prod. Martin Sole)

produced: https://twitter.com/martin_sole_
mixed/mastered: https://twitter.com/shinkamiyamaaa
art: me nigga damn

ROADMAN (prod. Martin Sole)

produced: twitter.com/martin_sole_ & twitter.com/dviousmindz
mixed/mastered: twitter.com/shinkamiyamaaa
art: me nigga damn

NO WAYS (prod. Martin Sole & DviousMindz)

produced: me 
additional vocals: @kristenlawalker
mixed/mastered: twitter.com/shinkamiyamaaa
art: me

Another Chance (Prod. Kyle Wildfern)

@prodtenkai 
mixed&mastered by @troubletrouble6

Girl you got a body for the camera like a white cop
Said you in the city and you coming over my spot
Go ghost on them niggas, on your twitter, when you sign off
I've been busy working, but I gotta take this night off

I've been busy working, took this night off
Hope you understand me but you might not
They been busy lurking, turn these lights off
Go ghost on them niggas when you sign off

These girls off drugs or off limits 
You just stayed real and authentic
But you've went ghost for a minute
I can't mess up when I get you again
I'm making amends
You back in the city
You stay with your friends
Not taking offence 
You hit up an Uber 
& head to the Ends
Now it's an event 
I live with my rents 
But I'm home alone now 
I'm on my now
We got the whole house
Back off road now 
Back off the road
I said it all over text
Not taking back what I wrote 
You better act like you know 
You better act like you know me... 
You showed it all on the web
You better come here and show me...

(I took this night off, you know you owe me...)

Night Off (Prod. Tenkai)

featuring: @jordancassius
produced by: @martinsole & @dviousmindz
mixed and mastered by: that white guy in the picture 
art: @kylewildfern

NO WAYS RMX

NO WAYS RMX (feat. Jordan Cassius) [Prod. Martin Sole & DviousMindz]

prod by: @chrisxrose
sample by: @moneymontage

photo by: https://twitter.com/DatKidAustin
art by: @kylewildfern

Ready (Prod. Chris Rose)

prod: @prodbyghd @dirtymontel 
photography: https://twitter.com/DatKidAustin
art: @kylewildfern

@waycoolfc

Jerome Bettis Flow (Prod. GHD & BathingMontel)

produced: @joeywithpulp
art by: @kylewildfern

@waycoolfc

Ex'd Out (prod. Por Vida)

prod: @martinsole
art: @kylewildfern

If my God's willing
I'm gone win it all
With all my niggas ‎dawg
If they riding then I ride widdem then
Then we widdit then
(x2)
 
Get it by any means, any means yeah
Imma kill my enemies, enemies yeah
‎They can't stop the energy, energy no 
I've been killing everything, everything though

September 14, 1986
The birth of my favourite sis 
Only sis 
Came to watch my game, I was blessed 
She ain't know it yet
Almost had a triple double, 8 assists 
No assists
Then I started rapping, best out and they don't notice it
And I ain't even go to bed 
So much bodies in my head, for so long, they turned to skeletons
tryna get rid of them...
Rappers dead off my sentences, when I send the shit
Might get sentenced off of predicate
Attendance list, marking off  the people in my life so I can tell who's really there when I start  popping off...
New shorty in my life, i think she love me 
Only time she open up is when she top me off
I like my pizza with the toppings off, all cheese 
Money, money
Oh jeez
People really owe me
They just end up buddy buddy...
Then they end up running from me
When you get to know me, imma
Little more than honest 
I go to church for a prophet 
Then leave the church for profit
I don't rate these little corny artists
That only rap about the drugs they popping 
Then they start going on and on
About the blogs they on
But no one really bumps they songs
Rappers went from can popping, to xan popping 
The only way to stop a zombie, if you  headshot him
Dead it at the source 
Yeah, you heard it from the boy...
Ya'll not winning 
My God willing

Life Is Crazy

God Willing (Prod. Martin Sole)

prod: @prodbyghd
art: https://twitter.com/_HARLEYF

Numbers (Prod. GHD)

prod. @martinsole & @dviousmindz
photo: devonlittle.com

moneymoneymoney freestyle (prod. dviousmindz & martin sole)

prod. @martinsole & @dviousmindz
art. @kylewildfern

401 West (prod. Martin Sole & Dviousmindz)

produced by. @krome-4
photography. austin whissell

backup (prod. romby)

It Was Never Summer

Love (Prod. DviousMindz)

New Rum (Prod. Chris Rose & Money Montage)

Tell Me (Prod. Martin Sole)

Keep It Low (Prod. Martin Sole)

produced by @martinsole

[Hook]
Make her thank me in advance then advance
Too advanced
Couple thousand in my hands, got a milly in the plans
Who your mans?
Switching teams like you Durant
You ain't widdit
Think you winning, but you can't
I don't think you understand
Make her thank me in advance
From Japan like Kamiyama
Call my mama with a plan
Said she knew I'd be the man
I'm just...too advance
Niggas never stood a chance 
I just...do 'em bad
I'm just...too advanced

She keep doing xans
Sleepy, sleepy
Sleeping on me
Leave the party 
All these demons 
Jesus pieces on me
Dancing
I need more advancements
Advantage with more advances
No more chances for these bitches
Take a picture, more than handsome
Too ahead, shooting heads from the top
You've been dead, dying
Too head of my time, looking back
Looking back in my prime
You forgot about me in the back of your mind
I put it back in your mind
I got the future of the city all on the back of my spine
I can't sit back and recline
Plotting
Plotting on a hunnid bands with the band
Pussy, go and tell your mans who I am
Understand, hand to God, on the stand 
I could never lend a hand
Give a damn bout your mans 
Too advance nigga

[Hook]

Potato, potato
I'm still the same 
I'm never selling Furtado 
Or open the bottle to cope with the pain
Cocaine in the veins for niggas to cope with the fame
Lost hope in the game
Lost hope just to gain
And I'm hopeless again
Hopeless, niggas on hoe shit
Still know niggas that owe shit
Nigga still think I ain't notice 
See me on road like oh shit 
Road shit, run a nigga out his roshes
I ain't got time for a broke bitch 
Tryna focus on an opus
With the same pen I went ghost with 
Spoke my on the pulpit
Up the weight, up the doses

Advance (Prod. Martin Sole)

produced by: @chrisxrose
art by: tapo & whiss

lyrics:
Oops I flexed so hard, shit, I ain't mean it 
Mixing all my Nike with Adidas 
Checking stripes, I check up with my nigga and his Nina 
Talk up, nigga, talk up like you mean it 
You ain't mean it, yeah
Oops I flexed so hard, shit, I ain't mean it 
Allstars on the team, I'm throwing Oops to all my niggas 
Why we gotta do these tings the meanest?
Black girl serving looks, she thinks she's Venus or Serena 

Oops, I'm throwing Oops 
She wanna Crash, she Bandicoot 
Pass her to the crew 
Now all her t-shirts say Waycool
If she press my line, I hit her back with just an "Oops"
If I lose a ting, I double back and then recoup

Niggas need to fix up, I should really pack a tool 
We can get to bussin', niggas hopping off the 2
Teaching shorties lessons, only time I'm back to school
Shorty said said we're cool, I guess that's cool, just never knew 
No ring make her sadder 
I ain't even plan it
Why she wanna be like Saturn? 
Bring her down to Earth, that gotta hurt
Don't even matter 
Think that she the topic of my tweets 
Don't even @ her, 
What's the matter?

Oops I flexed so hard, shit, I ain't mean it 
Mixing all my Nike with Adidas 
Checking stripes, I check up with my nigga and his Nina 
Talk up, nigga, talk up like you mean it 
You ain't mean it, yeah
Oops I flexed so hard, shit, I ain't mean it 
Allstars on the team, I'm throwing Oops to all my niggas 
Why we gotta do these tings the meanest?
Black girl serving looks, she thinks she's Venus or Serena 

Oops, I'm throwing Oops 
She wanna Crash, she Bandicoot 
Pass her to the crew 
Now all her t-shirts say Waycool
If she press my line, I hit her back with just an "Oops"
If I lose a ting, I double back and then recoup

Hoops for my bitches, I'm hooping on niggas 
I'm throwing oops to my. niggas. 
No oops if I get it
No...accidents 
Already had her, I pass the bitch off 
She look like money but you know I had to withdraw 
Better be watching your jaw 
When you come out talking 'bout squad
Man what is the matter with y'all?

Oops, Oops
Oos and aws
They keep losing hearts 
Ain't using ours 
Life's a movie
I just shoot the part
With shooting stars 
Seen the good, the bad, the ugly 
In them Uber cars 
More than "Oos" and "Aws"

Oops

Apple Music

Oops (Prod. Chris Rose)

Runnin' (prod. Alastair Alston)

No Hearts In My Recent Emojis

No Better (prod. Kyle Wildfern)

art by: https://www.instagram.com/ricvrdo.g/

Lowest I’ve ever been, can see a lot from here 
Cry for me baby, I don’t got more tears 
I don’t got more tears 

Lowest I’ve ever been, can see a lot from here 
Cry for me baby, I don’t got more tears 
Every time they fall, I know it’s not sincere 
Have you lost your fears, where you’ve gone since here?
You brought sins here 
Whatever God you fear can’t save you
What would it take to pray to a Jésus or angels?
My mind is tangled, I know It takes two 
No take twos

Lowest I’ve ever been, can see a lot from here 
Cry for me baby, I don’t got more tears 
More tears
Yeah

Lowest I’ve ever been, can see a lot
You been on my mind, can’t keep you off
Tryna find these words still keeps me lost, lost
In a world that spins to keep me nauseous 

Me and myself, we ain’t talking, 
It’s toxic 
I gather all the love just to toss it 
I’m tossing and turning on top of a monster 
With evil on my conscious, remains in the closet
But I loved you regardless 

Send you my regards 
Pretending that I’m gone 
Then drive into the darkness
Darkness

Lowest I’ve ever been, can see a lot from here 
Cry for me baby, I don’t got more tears 
I don’t got more tears

Kyle Wildfern

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