Sax At My Place


Ah hello?
Why you be askin me shits?
"Who the hell you been? "
"Where the hell you been?"
"What the hell you doin'?"
"What the hell you see?"
"Who the hell you screwin'? "
"What the hell you think?"
What in tarnation? 

Who's your new fling?

Keep my name out your mouth, ho
Out here movin' real foul, ho
Know my moves and my whereabouts
Know you want a piece but it's not workin' out
Mind your fuckin' business, mm
Yeah, keep my name out your mouth (Mm)
You know my moves, you know my whereabouts
You see me and you see what I'm about
You want a piece but it's not workin' out
Talk too much, get it shut like a sentence
Go and get a hobby, don't got time for your two cents
Look in the mirror, don't recognize your own face
Out here hatin', got your mind on my business

I do not give a shit
And it's none of your business
I know you heard about me

Mind your fuckin' business
Mind your fuckin' business
Mind your fuckin' business
Mind your fuckin' business

How do you sleep at night
You so obsessed with me
How do you sleep at night
When you can't get rid of me
Bitch you doin' too much
You know you gotta pipe down
'Cause I know where you stay
And I know how you get down

Mind your fucking business
Bitch
Mind your fucking business
Why you worried about what I'm doin'?
I don't need your two cents
Keep it cool, bitch
Mind your fuckin' business
(Mind your fucking business)

When did you get so soft
You know we not from here
And why you got my name
All in your mouth like veneers
Bitch
You doin' too much
You know you gotta pipe down
'Cause I know where you stay
And I know how you get down

Mind your fucking business
Bitch
Mind your fucking business
Mind your fucking business
Mind your fucking business
Mind your fucking business
Mind your fucking business
Mind your fucking business
Bitch
Mind your fucking business

I've been on my shit, lil' baby, but you knew this
One thing about me, I'm the coldest to do this
I see what you're sayin', but it don't make no sense
This shit coulda been resolved with some common sense
That ain't common, huh?
Mm, they talkin' on me, no comment
This ain't what you wanted
Oh, now, how'd you come to this?
You done went and started some shit
Why you worried about what I'm doin'?
I don't need your two cents
Keep it cool, bitch
Mind your fuckin' business

Why you worry 'bout what I'm doin'?
You all in my business, why?
Why you worried 'bout who I'm screwin'?
You all in my business, why?
You don't even know me
Mind your business
Stay in your own lane
Mind your business

I'm in the kitchen cookin' ribs (Cookin' ribs)
I'm a dog, bitch, woof, woof, I don't bark, I bite, bitch (I don't bark, I bite)
I'ma work 'em, I'ma work 'em, I'ma work 'em, I'ma work 'em
I'ma work 'em, I'ma work 'em, I'ma work 'em, I'ma work 'em
Ooh, don't talk to me if you don't know me
I'ma get it, bitch, like the Easter Bunny
Ooh, don't talk to me if you don't know me
I'ma get it, bitch, like the Easter Bunny
I get the bread and the motherfuckin' carrots
I want a shorty who bad and bohemian
I got a Barbie, her hair lookin' Barbie
She give me head, but I call her a brainiac
I put my feelings in capsules, swallow my pride and I get to it
If I don't got it, I get it, ooh, my baby call me a dog
Baby, it's the dog pound, ooh, I'm barkin' (Dog pound)
I'm a big dog, big bark,, and I got a big bite
So get the fuck out
Ooh, you wanna get up under me (Under me)
I heard that you talkin' down on me (Down on me)
Ooh, why can't you just let me be
I told you, "Mind your business," ooh, ooh
I told you, "Mind your business," ooh, ooh

(Hey, hey) mind your fuckin' business
(Hey, hey) mind your fuckin' business
(Hey, hey) mind your fuckin' business
(Hey, hey) mind your fuckin' business
 

Mind Your Fucking Business

Needing You Written By S’myth

ARTICLE V – Storm Season

ANYTIME - Written & Created by TIMTIMINI
Classic 90’s R&B

NAUGHTY 90'S R&B

ANYTIME

Paid in Pain is Lyra Noel’s most powerful emotional invoice — a collection of songs where love comes with fees, scars turn into receipts, and every melody carries the cost of caring too deeply. This album blends sultry trap-R&B, sharp metaphors, and a brutally honest voice that knows heartbreak isn’t free.
These tracks feel like late-night thoughts, quiet rage, soft confessions, and the moment you finally realize your worth. This is pain you can vibe to, heal to, and replay when the feelings hit too hard.

Suffering in  style (1)

B2K - GOTS TO BE YN MIX (PROD BY QUAN DEAUX)

This track delivers an energetic, club-oriented trap vibe with a bold, sensual atmosphere shaped by punchy drums, deep basslines, and a confident, rhythmic flow. The artist describes a powerful attraction to a woman whose presence feels mesmerizing and hard to resist. The song blends dance-ready energy with a seductive nighttime mood, enhanced by repetitive hooks that make the whole track feel hypnotic and perfect for party playlists.

I'm Geekin'

Yeah... Uh... Listen.

The roads are jammed, the rain is blinding, long nights are upon the city
The river of headlights is a shimmering, unending pity
I see the faces in the buses, I see the steam rise from the grates
I see a thousand lonely souls behind a thousand window panes
They're all just rushing somewhere, they're all just trying to get through
But I'm just watching the water streaks, and they're all looking like you
In the noise of all, my heart's in Christmas, a quiet, steady beat
A silent, holy, glowing warmth here in this cold, dark street.

And oh, take me home, to this feeling, this one and only home
Where the bells are softly ringing, and I'm never alone
In this concrete, this winter, this cold and endless night
You're the star that's guiding me, you're my only light
My city Christmas, my one true religion, my sanctuary
My city Christmas, my sweet deliverance, set me free.

The store fronts are all screaming, with colors bold and bright
They're selling empty promises to fill the long night
I hear the carols through the speakers, but they just sound like a lie
'Cause all I want is your quiet whisper, your hand placed in mine
I see a family in a window, they're laughing by the tree
And for a moment, I can almost feel that kind of peace
But then the horn starts blaring, and the spell is broken clean
And I'm just back in the traffic, back inside this lonely scene.

And oh, take me home, to this feeling, this one and only home
Where the bells are softly ringing, and I'm never alone
In this concrete, this winter, this cold and endless night
You're the star that guiding me, you're my only light
My city Christmas, my one true religion, my sanctuary
My city Christmas, my sweet deliverance, set me free.

Maybe home isn't a place...
Maybe it's not a house or a door...
Maybe it's just a memory...
A feeling that I'm fighting for...
Maybe you're the only home...
I've ever known...

(TAKE ME HOME!) And oh, take me home, to this feeling, this one and only home
(TO THIS FEELING!) Where the bells are softly ringing, and I'm never alone
(YOU'RE MY ONLY LIGHT!) In this concrete, this winter, this cold and endless night
You're the star that's guiding me, you're my only light
(MY CITY CHRISTMAS!) My city Christmas, my one true religion, my sanctuary
(MY SWEET DELIVERANCE!) My city Christmas, my sweet deliverance, set me free.

City Christmas - GoolZan

After the Fallout: I Found Me is Lyra Noel’s journey through heartbreak, betrayal, and self-discovery. This album blends trap-R&B melodies with raw, confessional lyrics that explore picking up the pieces after loss and reclaiming your identity.
It’s reflective, healing, and empowering — a soundtrack for anyone who’s turned pain into personal growth and finally found themselves in the aftermath.

Heart Armor

“Cyprus Nights” is a sun-drenched summer anthem that captures the magic of warm coastlines, glowing sunsets, and electrifying beach parties. Driven by pulsing basslines, shimmering melodies, and a carefree holiday vibe, the track follows a night where time fades, the music takes over, and every moment feels cinematic.

Barefoot in the sand, cocktails in hand, and the sea reflecting the first light of dawn — the song celebrates the feeling of being young, free, and fully alive. With energetic hooks, vivid storytelling, and a euphoric chorus made for warm nights and loud speakers, “Cyprus Nights” delivers pure summer escapism.

Perfect for party playlists, beach sessions, and anyone dreaming of endless nights under a clear island sky.

Cyprus Nights - Electro, House

Lyra Noel turns heartbreak, loyalty, and late-night thoughts into Trap R&B confessionals that hit hard and heal slow. Blending the smooth soul of H.E.R. with the edge of Tink and Coco Jones, Lyra’s voice carries the weight of real love stories—unfiltered, unapologetic, and Black woman raw. Every track feels like a diary entry with bass, a reminder that vulnerability can still have bite.

Welcome to her world—where truth sounds like rhythm and pain turns into power. 🎙️💔