How do I feel? Empty, check. Scared, check. Alone, check. Just another ordinary day. Ha-ha

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Lyrics

mmmmm and i said fuck it 
guess all that shit we been through 
it jus don’t add up to nun 
remember times i bought that bank out just so i can get you something 
invested all this time and you just left with no discussion
same bitch that stabbed my back said “I won’t fold on you for nothing”
its like we made some plans and I showed up but you ain’t come
what’s the point of building bridges if they burn she up and run 
guess I’m gon count these funds
getting money my only fun 

can’t wait till I blow up just like a TNT
just tell me how you feel and what you see in me
I need my crib so big this bitch a BNB
back then when I was broke these hoes ain’t think of eem
you tryna to place the blame on me that’s not my fault
don’t judge me about my past can’t take this pain at all
you said you’ll stick around ain’t answer when I called
ain’t like me I was broke but love me when I ball
Best stay the fuck from round me
for those who want to down me
don’t get too close to people 
I had to set that boundary
I had to cut my bitch
she had my mental drowning
i’m riding with my blic
if you try me i might down em
I put that on my kids
I pulled up in a droptop 
you used to see my ribs
I kick it with this thot thot
she tryna swallow my kids
i’m riding with this choppa 
got one inside the head 
yeaaaaaa

mmmmm and i said fuck it 
guess all that shit we been through 
it jus don’t add up to nun 
remember times i bought that bank out just so i can get you something 
invested all this time and you just left with no discussion
same bitch that stabbed my back said “I won’t fold on you for nothing”
is like we made some plans and I showed up but you ain’t come
what’s the point of building bridges if they burn she up and run 
guess I’m gon Count these funds
getting money my only fun

AWKWARD FREESTYLE (PROD . EEM TRIPLIN)

man idk

Lyrics

This Louie V Belt wrapped around my head
Need me sum diamonds bussin out my dreads
I'm locked in with my homies
Can't fall out bout no bitch
They asking why she leave me
My nigga this is it
I told that hoe i wish that she was dead
It hurt but i can't take back what i said
The choppa and the glocky by the bed
A nigga run up on me imma pop shit
Mmm
I thought that we was rocking
But it stopped quick
Mmm
I thought i had yo key like a locksmith
Mmm
I just was up in cali now i'm sitting in my room
Just staring at the ceiling i ain't got shit to do
Ran up 100 bands i ain't got shit to prove
I finally took a dub all i used to do it loose
We hop up in that beam throw that shit back and cruise
She sit and give me brain till i sit back and snooze

This Gucci Raf and Fendi
Im ballin like a bitch now
She wasn't fucking with me
Me and my bitch was riding round the city looking pretty
Smoke a L we getting litty
Finna pull up to the getty
My bitch boujee bad sadity
Use to keep her on my side up at all times
Then i had to realize she ain't all mines
Bitch i'm locked in wit my gang likes it mob ties
Last time that i was broke it was a far cry
But This Louie V Belt wrapped around my head
Need me sum diamonds bussin out my dreads
I'm locked in with my homies
Can't fall out bout no bitch
They asking why she leave me
My nigga this is it
I told that hoe i wish that she was dead
It hurt but i can't take back what i said
The choppa and the glocky by the bed
A nigga run up on me imma pop shit
Mmm
I thought that we was rocking
But it stopped quick
Mmm
I thought i had yo key like a locksmith
Mmm
I just was up in cali now i'm sitting in my room
Just staring at the ceiling i ain't got shit to do
Ran up 100 bands i ain't got shit to prove
I finally took a dub all i used to do it loose
We hop up in that beam throw that shit back and cruise
She sit and give me brain till i sit back and snooze

LOUIE V (PROD. EEM TRIPLIN & CHARLIE MYLES)

TAKE MY SOUL(TRIBULATIONS ALT VERSION)

eem triplin aka pretty ricky aka mr clean aka rubbaban man
produced by me

RUBBABAN MAN (PAPER PLANES)

Produced by Eem Triplin and Charlie Myles

Lyrics:
What did i do to need you?
Why did i see you as golden?
What did i do to leave you?
Where did i think it was going?
What did i do to need you oooh?
Ohhh baby
What did i do to leave you? oooh
Yeah
You can't be my bitch again 
You can be mine as a friend
I can't waste time telling bitches lies cause they gonna cry in the end
Tell 1 lie that's another lie you gotta back up 
Man i can't lie i can't stand that
See a new rack rubber band that
Girl they sleeping on you like a Xanax
Reminiscing when i didn't have you i was thinking how it was to have that 
And it all falls in the end
You can't be my bitch again
It a be fine if were friends 
You can be mine as a friend

And it all comes full circle 
What you give you get in the end
Long nights out with my ken
Days that i can't live again 
I was never one to look for love 
I was never one to do the drugs 
I was only focused on my grind
Girlfriend fucking  up the vibe
High off life fucking up the high
Even told you cause i couldn't lie
You can never say that i ain't tried
Always tell me i'm the bad guy
I got one question for you baby
Is your love money motivated?
Would you like me if i didn't make it?
Would you like me if i wasn't famous? 
I know you see me coming up without you bae
You say you wanna see me lil baby im with it just give me the day
You all in my business asking me bout bitches that been in my place 
Like fuck out my face
Cause you said i was just your friend and now you wanna be my girlfriend
All cause a nigga flourishing 
Feel good when the tables turning
Im flexed up in my Birkin
You know its real cause its working
I can see you as a person
Know the real you in closed curtains  
Yeah
You can't be my bitch again 
You can be mine as a friend
I can't waste time telling bitches lies cause they gonna cry in the end
Tell 1 lie that's another lie you gotta back up 
Man i can't lie i can't stand that
See a new rack rubber band that
Girl they sleeping on you like a Xanax
Reminiscing when i didn't have you i was thinking how it was to have that 
And it all falls in the end
You can't be my bitch again
It a be fine if were friends 
You can be mine as a friend

What did i do to need you?
Why did i see you as golden?
What did i do to leave you?
Where did i think it was going?
What did i do to need you oooh?
Ohhh baby
What did i do to leave you? oooh

JUST FRIENDS? (PROD EEM TRIPLIN & CHARLIE MYLES)

A Cold Sunday

GREYHOUND (PROD SKIPONDABEAT)

T UP (Prod. Kuhsigh)

Eem Triplin - Fiji (Extended Snippet)

like its 06'

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‘Birds And The BEE9’ Out Now -
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Taken from ‘Birds And The BEE9’ released 17th October 2017 via Big Dada.

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Bye River

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Your Time (Feat. The Citrus Clouds)

beat: https://soundcloud.com/blunted_beatz
lyrics:
you think you know much better than i know
i know it’s just a thing just a thing that i know
and i know, eyes close die slow an eye for eye 
and i know i go off of the edge i know

inferno spitting, alter ego’d vision 
dip into the systematic prison 
notions of nation and division 
took the fruit off of the tree that was forbidden
free will was god given, why he tripping
you made me like this
swum in ignorance never felt no bliss
just an ice cold midst 
submit to higher powers, 
but theirs is much different than ours
a wildflower growing in the garden
i need the truth man the kid been starving
traveling back to where it started
study the reflection progress into an artist
don’t say that lightly, stereotype me 
it’s alright g, fame don’t live up to the hype see
its a tightly spun web, and happiness is always on the other end
you caught up in a mess losing time
built a shrine in my mind a palace in the sky
puffing o’s like a halo, i know it’s okay so
im do the only way that i know how
cooling underground, unwound and profound
not the talk of the town
but there’s a few that feel it 
so i spit these bars till i break the glass ceiling  

you think you know much better than i know
i know it’s just a thing just a thing that i know
and i know, eyes close die slow an eye for eye 
and i know i go off of the edge i know

nothing, just a dude steady puffing his herb
show em something with the words 
on a page out his rhyme book, 
and i know i look like a crazy mental shady fellow 
pot called the kettle whatever, I’m here to sever 
all ties to this earthly curse we call life 
then rise another level, with music i peddle
no dealing with the devil i met him in a meadow
played his strings like Japetto 
got my soul in the tempo 
can you hear it? packing spirit in the lyrics 
to my dearest fans, sincerely a man named Sam
but dismissedfit’s what i am 
back to neverland

eye know (prod. Blunted Beatz)

ATM ft. Sun Scott & Atwood (Prod. DRUMM3RBOY)

duke university | orlando/durham

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