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Put It Down

Put It Down (feat. Mannywellz)

Houston

Glimmer of God

200 Cigarettes

You're Bleeding Everywhere

Bubba

‎*Intro*
‎AP burst nigga,
‎AP burst nigga,
‎i feel great,
‎[Dream Chaser],
‎AP burst a nigga feeling great,
‎when you talk bout diamonds gat some gt up my brain,
‎I'm new in this town I don't know who she ain't,
‎but if she ask for my number imma give her what she wants,
‎AP burst a nigga feeling great,
‎when you talk bout diamonds gat some gt up my brain,
‎I'm new in this town I don't know who she ain't,
‎but if she ask for my number imma give her what she wants,
‎diamonds they be giving me goals I'm tryna make it,
‎a nigga fell in love with the streets kinda thirsty,
‎whispers in the wind every time that I'm hurtin,
‎fighting for my freedom so I'm tryna put the work in,
‎Everytime I sit I'd be shotgun,
‎damn this feeling is too strong,
‎roll in my thoughts I'm long gone,
‎success do close gotta step on,
‎gotta put my work in put a smirk in,
‎all real niggas dead i be searching low-key,
‎gotta put in some work look I'm tryna go big,
‎mama said she glad she said son you growing,
‎why the haters never love when my pocket hurtin,
‎lil niggas always here when the bag was coughing,
‎dream chaser in the streets look I'm tryna go in,
‎lil nigga wanna follow me I'm steady growing, yeah yeah,
‎
‎AP burst a nigga feeling great,
‎when you talk bout diamonds gat some gt up my brain,
‎I'm new in this town I don't know who she ain't,
‎but if she ask for my number imma give her what she wants,
‎AP burst a nigga feeling great,
‎when you talk bout diamonds gat some gt up my brain,
‎I'm new in this town I don't know who she ain't,
‎but if she ask for my number imma give her what she wants,
‎Everytime I sit I'd be shotgun,
‎damn this feeling is too strong,
‎roll in my thoughts I'm long gone,
‎success do close gotta step on,
‎diamonds coming in look I want more,
‎took a day's job and it's fucked up,
‎ain't even game it's like 25,
‎never waste no time it's a shortcut,
‎

All I Got Is Me

“Fire"opens with an exhausted parent on their first day off in weeks, white-hot rage ready to burn down a broken system—until reality intervenes. "Standby Captain." Because when you're the only one your family can rely on in corporate America, there are no real breaks.

What follows is a surgical dissection of how extractive empires maintain control: separating children from parents within weeks of birth, breaking family bonds, then flooding kids with "educational content" designed to hook them before they can think critically. Mom and Dad are too busy working multiple jobs to notice their children being programmed by curriculum that keeps them away from actual books.

The track exposes the rigged game where corporate moguls started with Boardwalk and millions, passing Go thousands of times before anyone else even stepped to the starting line. It's Monopoly on a civilizational scale—no reciprocity, no balanced books, just extraction and legal fictions that treat pieces of paper as constitutional persons.

Through the metaphor of "cultural cremation," the artist burns away the surface lies to reveal the skeletal structure underneath: holographic political theater performed by crowned clowns, while shadows coordinate cons and launder legitimacy through corporations and academic institutions. We once witnessed history being made; now we watch it being systematically erased.

The vampire imagery captures how these undead entities drain life from human bodies while projecting false prosperity. They claim we're making more money than ever while growing poorer every year—but nobody's listening to the contradiction.

The resolution comes through controlled fire rather than destructive rage. "Sometimes got to turn the gas down, just enough to warm the house"—the wisdom of protective parenting in a predatory system. Their children's lives matter more than any machine cog, any simulation, any propaganda spewing from the swamp that DC has become.

While corrupt delegates and representatives hide in underground luxury resorts beneath the National Mall, real people are "building, growing, grinding, striving to make heaven on earth." The contrast is stark: life-builders versus death-dealers, creators versus extractors.

The track ends with quiet defiance. Where others' fires have died out, this one still burns—controlled, purposeful, and impossible to extinguish. It's not about burning everything down anymore; it's about keeping the flame alive to light the way forward.

Fire" transforms personal exhaustion into systemic analysis, protective love into political resistance, and righteous anger into sustainable hope. It's a complete manifesto for anyone trying to stay human while building something better in the ruins of empire.

Fire[Explicit]

Rock A Bye Baby, Glimmer of God

Gospel

Plastic Vibes

I heard this track and initially thought that I'd make a hook for it and send it to the homie Malcom. Then I thought about having him do the rap verse at the end. Then I got too excited about it and just finished it all myself. I think it's some of my best work, so let me know if you enjoy it!

Produced by Caleb Rogers aka HellaBeats (go check out his music)
Co-produced byThe Rucker Collective

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