Best of October 2017

Lie to me (prod. peril‬)

HENNESSY FEAT. WEST BANKS & MAEVE ALEXANDER

Crazy news...I made the long list for XXL Freshman 2016 ! Would be deeply appreciated if everyone can vote ! 

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Just got some time off tour and thought I'd share my thoughts and make something for everyone that's been supporting me on this journey.

Produced by Jay Prince 
Additional Vocals by @sylviegrace
Mixed by Jay Prince & Mastered by @abtmusic 

Beautiful Mercy EP Out Now ! http://hyperurl.co/Beautiful_Mercy

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LYRICS:

  verse  1



another one for the soul, 

another one for the soul

Coz they dont move the way I do 

You dont speak the way I do 

A little money got a nigga amped up

How you think its something that we cant touch 

Delegating in meetings is not enough

Before this whole shit my mind was on a high 

now i gotta get it right 

young n*gga tryna live life 



I been low & I been high  

dark thoughts in the late night 

momma asking if ate right 

right now im just thinking that i hate life 

deep right 

be quiet 

oh its something that i never really speak on

next show we gone

i ain't been ends for few weeks but its all good return  



it ain't lovely out here, but they love me out here 

city on my back man i swear its our year 

Yeah it’s been a minute man i swear its our year 

Been about it 

lived a life of doubt 

now they ask about me 

come in large in amounts 

the boy never been better 

its like everything i did 

every move i made 

made me who i am today 



I let everything go 

you let everything go

now we all out open 

I've been free ever since - take it from me with a pinch .

beat down had a limp, 

but never stopped young n*gga from the east side 

I thought home was a paradise 

Went through the fire and were still alive 



Chorus - 



You ain’t got to always put your life on hold 

you ain’t always got to make your life so difficult

If you ask me I’m just coping

I’m just coping 

I’m just coping 

I’m just coping 

if you ask me I’m just coping 

I’m just coping 

I’m just coping 

Crusin’ & Coastin 

If you ask me I’m just coping 



Verse 2 

Stay patient 

this the hustle 

this the elevation 

Why you making trouble 

Causing complications 

all they talk about is bitches fornicating 

never would i forget the struggle up in the basement 

tryna get a record poppin 

whilst theys chase it 

i aint been the type to go and race them 

whole city with me when im in the space ship 

my place never been vacant 

same shit, place me with greats

 

All they wanna do is see us fall 

and make a fool of ourselves

whilst there pockets get big  

I ain't been bout it 

you wont see drown in, 

a pool full of water when we need to drink  

a pool full of women 

sippin liqour 

being ignorant 

blind to youth 

that was never the truth 



That was never the truth 

Open my eyes and I live through my youth 

And live through my youth 

You just do you 

Only way that we can spark up a fuse 

Only way that I can speak and get loose 

Open my eyes let me live through my youth 

Let me live through the eyes and gimme the juice 



Homecoming/Love Is (Prod. Jay Prince)

Help Me Find A Way (Prod. Sango)

You say the same things
Over and over again
I can't promise you rings
But neither can you so

What are we doing
Oh, the grass looks greener over there
Maybe that's why I stayed
Low to the ground for so long

Nowadays, I don't bathe
I don't shave and I don't brush my hair
Cause I ain't going anywhere
Damn, it's warm up in this chair
It's warm up in this chair

I put you first then I end up solo
I learned my lessons quick
Cause you know, yolo

Stop thinking with your- (gasp)
I need to go home
I need to feel loved

I think I'm Noname
So whatchu call that
Aw man, I'm so lame

I need to brush my teeth
I haven't seen my weekend in a while

I got my Xbox and DVD
I should be sleep and I need to pee
Been in the same old room for 12 hours
(ya nasty)

I got my Xbox and DVDs
I should be sleep and I need to pee
Been in the same old room for 12 hours

____

Random note: I made this in 2 hours w/ an iPod headset, and this mix was utter trash, but damn, I never thought a demo would go this far, lol. Thank yous, bebs. <3

10 Cubed

Spotify and Shiet

recorded january 1st, 2017 at palm studios

*no samples

15LUV Ft. Leven Kali

Additional vocals & Bass: Boyang Mustafela
Guitar: Sam Guenaldi

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Feels Like (feat. Jack Red)

shout to Akenya fa sending me dis beautiful voicemail dis mornin...

shout to errbody who ever put somebody on lil ol me.

i love you MUHFUCKAS.

dis me jus havin fun wit it...hope yall enjoy, dance, smile to it. kuz nigga i do.

okay so lets get technical...

Artwork by: Nosidam. & Victor Birriel
Mixed by Elton "L10mixedit" Chueng on a tour bus somewhere in Texas

Sorbet (prod. By Sango)

(prod. @sowle)
just something we made while working on the album.
well wishes.

Carbyne (Tags)

Produced and written by Loona Dae
Mixed and Mastered by Jasper MacRae

BREATHE (prod. Loona Dae)

Executive Producer: Saba Abraha, Michael De'Jour Thomas, Yudu Gray Jr
Wrote by: Saba Abraha, Kembe X
Produced by: De'Jour Thomas
Engineer: Jake Grotticeli at House Studios, Michael De'Jour Thomas
Mixed by: Javon Gant
Mastered by: Mike Monseur at Bias Studios

Intensify My Being (feat. Kembe X) - Single

Intensify My Being

Intensify My Being (feat. Kembe X) | Produced by De'Jour Thomas

Prod. Luke Titus   
Additional Guitar - Brian Sanborn, Parker Grogan

Mixed by Don "Hullio" Outten   Mastered by Bryan Schwaller

Blue

"This was a old beat Monte and I cooked that I came back to on a night I thought I had writers block, then freestyle'd this. It was in hopes of gettin it stuck on peoples brains." - Jay2

Lyrics:

Look how I came 
She don't be feelin same 
Now I'm so stuck on her brain 
I'm major Payne
How I be drillin ya main
She say my kicks like Lou Kane 

•Verse• 
I got my change up 
I got my change up 
Now we some stars 
Baby I'm flexin 
I put my gang on 
I'm tony starks 
Used to whip steamer 
Fucked round and crash that
Mario carts 
You don't want start
You better pass that  
You where trash at 
I'm where cash at  
Come join the zilch 
Promise this where 
they last at 
I'm wit the actian 
You wit them niggas that's duckin 
like afflack 
I step out clean today 
My girl on gleam today 
She say I look like 
I taste like 
Da creme brûlée 
I lure the feigns away 
I got some things to say 
I kick it like I'm Shawn Micheals 
D Generation 
Zero Fatigue 
Da Z generation 
Hot boy no need for reiteration 
I be the man 
I'm wit my bros 
We da big baller brand 
Rake up the pesos 
Then back to the land
She just get naked and I watch her dance 
Outside of function
And I'm in my stance 
Yeah 
I'm livin grand yeah yeah 
Like I'm on boat overseas
Like any car I got the keys 
Like I'm so blessed 
I gtta sneeze uh 
I'm on assassin this creed uh 
I gtta problem wit greed yeah 
Long as it's all for my team
Kick once now she fall for the team 

•Verse 2•
I swerve (In) in 2 lanes 
I swerve in 4 lanes 
No it don't matter 
I'm fresher than Colgate 
I met my soulmate 
So you don't matter 
I'm t'd up it's okay 
t'd up it's okay 
I kick it backwards
Pull up from 30 
Pull up from 30 
Shoot like a maverick 

Lyrics End.


Artwork: Ruben "Benskiaht" Chavez
Photography: Charlie "CopesWorld" Copeland
Engineered/ Mixed & Mastered By: Elton "L10mixedit" Chueng

Liu Kang (Major Payne) [Prod. By Monte Booker]

First single from my album, Grown Ass Kid.
℗ Secret Door
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Credits:
Produced by Cam O'bi 
Additional production & arrangement by Dee Lilly
Recorded by Nick Breton @ Truth Studios; Don "Hullio" Outten & Elton Cheung @ Classick Studios
Mixed by Elton Cheung, Dee Lilly, Cam O'bi
Mastered by Bernie Grundman
Artwork by David Silverstein
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Lyrics
[Chorus]
How come I can't do what fuck I want do
How come, how come
Tryna get this skraight no damn hot comb through
How come, how come
Weavin' through the naps, dreams been on hold
since my cradle hit the flo
tender head, my denim skrong
Yea, yea, yea, yeaaaaaah

[Verse 1: Cam O'bi]
Remember when I was a kiddo
growin' up in the middle
windows lining my smile, silver teeth underneath my pillow
a nigga had a nappy head like a Brillo pad
sister said I need to do somethin' about them beedy-beed naps
snackin' on Andy Capp's with a pickle and a quarter water
walked in the barbershop asked me what I wanted 
I told that man I wanted to look like Superman,
but when he had the long hair
you know, kinda like Michael Jackson?
The damn barber just started laughin'.
I cried as he gave me that bald fade.
Afro puffs hit the flo', symbolic of shedding my innocense
I guess I thought they were magicians or alchemists
or mathematicians 
with algebraic calculus algorithms designed to cure me of my nappiness
like a perm burned off my happiness
I sat silently acquiescent
pitfalls of adolescence 
spitballs and scrabble sessions and tattle-tales
playing around in the hallway like one of Santa's elves
"You wanna goto jail?" 
"Hell naw, mister security!", got sent to the principal for my potty mouth 
talkin' bout some "give me your number so we can call the house" 
but gimme got shot, so the ink staining my record now
you pull a comb thru my afro that shit'll crackle like a bowl full of Rice Krispies
rollin' my innocence in a cigarillo like

[Chorus]
How come I can't do what fuck I want do
How come, how come
Tryna get this skraight no damn hot comb through
How come, how come
Weavin' through the naps, dreams been on hold
since my cradle hit the flo
tender head, my denim skrong
How come, how come
How come I can't say what fuck I want say
How come, how come
Tender braids, but I can't make my eyes rain
How come, how come
Yanked straight from my naps, dead on my comb
When my cradle hit the flo' 
Tender head, my genes on swole
Yea, yea, yea, yeaaaaaaah

[Verse 2: Smino]
I don't wanna sing the
Star-spangled banner, 'less it's produced by David Banner
elbows on the lunch table, eatin on a gravy sammich 
lil' nigga no table manna's
crazy it attracted shawty's 
on the back of the bus gettin' neck had a knack fuh noggin'
lil' nick at nighttime
googlin' booty, beauty illusions polluted and deep-rooted in my mind
my block was a rubix
anywhere you turned, the shit was hot around the clock 
and they could not ice cube it
damn
mama I don't like this school shit, 
fuck a logarithm, I'll log into the music
damn
daddy I don't like this school shit
I beat the desk until my knuckles bleed
all my teachers think I'm challenged mentally
but my mental skrong, know who I wanna be,
instantly began a surgery
bada-bing, voila!, made wings wit the words Hallelujah, yah bitch, yah!
all my blessings came when I accepted I'm not y'all
I been put it down the line like laundry
they told find something more concrete
now a lil' nigga breakin' concrete
praises to God I ain't no convict
they'll never take away my confidence

[Chorus]
How come I can't do what fuck I want do
How come, how come
Tryna get this skraight no damn hot comb through
How come, how come
Weavin' through the naps, dreams been on hold
since my cradle hit the flo
tender head, my denim skrong
How come, how come
How come I can't say what fuck I want say
How come, how come
Tender braids, but I can't make my eyes rain
How come, how come
Yanked straight from my naps, dead on my comb
When my cradle hit the flo' 
Tender head, my genes on swole
Yea, yea, yea, yeaaaaaaah

Grown Ass Kid

TenderHeaded ft. Smino

Written by JurdanBryant, 
Additional vocals by Dr. Amos N. Wilson
Produced by Shine

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/3VbVRFmYsqmtaeFo4RSXXe?si=tNz730iNSCaR9PoCE4RAsw

Regular (Demo)

prod. by Illuid Haller

Mixed and Mastered by Whoosh Gang Records

Blue

Luke Titus

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