Produced by Mikey

This track is a complete switch from what I usually make. Shouts out to *ssjay and ikey40seven 🙏

⚰️when ī dīe⚰️ (feat. * ssjay and ikey40seven)

drown (prod. metlast)

UPPY LIKE MY BLÜD PRESSURE (WAISA @2)

Bitch, i spitted that shit how it is,
When the packs touch,
We gone buss down,
Snitch, I put you on back of the bus,
When them hands up,
We gone throw down,
Chic, my team we done fed up enough,
When em bands up,
We make moe pounds,

Ay but that shit residual,
5 bandos on my schedule
Caught him lacking he a federal,
Lotta packing, lotta vegetables, 
Lotta action, I ain’t bronson, 
Bands ain’t right, then I ain’t talkin,
Fashion killa I been bossin,
Tagging up, shout lawson,
Know this other fuckers crossin,
Caught em addin up their losses,

Lil bitch we gone take some,
Either make it or break it ye,
Bitch I ain’t fake none,
Making more money,
N you testing my patience,

She said that she wanna slide,
Maybe if shawty on ice,
Bruh I just dont got the time,
N I couldn't say that you're mine, 

Smoke, we could dab in the lot,
Toke, yeah we dragging a lot, 
Never broke n I ain't even adult,
I got taught, we was flippin packs, so you know I can't trip over broads, 
Mimosas before we gone ghosting on half of these hoes n im thinking we hanging a lot, 
Postin with you n your friends but the cam caught a palm and you lucky my manager blocked, 
Nah I can't kiss, I don't fuck with the balms n my bruddy said meet for a pack at the back of the lot
Stacking my bills til I drop, 
Dragging all my oppas with me,
Even if they opposition,
Got me winning, 
Listen bruh I'm sipping henny, feeling kinda funny, got my money on some dummy, got to packing, breaking, snorting, 
Taking, shorting, giving, faking, cheating, none of that shit is important, 

Look bruh, im kinda on my grind,
Got a lot up on my mind, 
N you up on my line, 
But I can't waste no time,
I can't waste no time,
I can't wait in no lines,
N ones things for sure,

Bruh u ain't with the gang, 
We ain't heard your name, 
Lil bruh ill put u on,
Buh stay up in your lane,

Bruh u ain't with the gang, 
We ain't heard your name, 
I don't know what you been on,
I'm moving on n faded, 

Twin he been tripping himself, 
That boy got burnt playin round with the sauce, 
I might just send you to hell, 
Fuck around n you might catch the saw, 
Bruh I gone ringing em bells, 
Makin a name i raw doggy the law, 
Hang with no regular broads,
Burna burna burna Blowing no stop,

LAKE OF WAT3R <3<3<3<3

BESTWHENIMHIGH

In a forgotten age, when the skies still spoke in tongues of flame and gods walked among men, there existed a hidden realm among the clouds called Caelumbria, where the wind sang sacred hymns and reality was woven with the invisible threads of Aether, the quintessence.

Many believed Aether was but legend, an invention of mad alchemists and dreaming scribes. But not Kroddin, paladin of the Order of the Radiant Sun, born beneath an eclipse and marked by prophecy. Unlike his brethren, Kroddin bore no shield; instead, he wielded two blades of celestial steel, forged from fallen stars, capable of channeling Aether itself. One stood for will, the other for sacrifice.

The paladin lived in constant watch of the heavens, haunted since boyhood by a vision: a maiden with silver eyes trapped within a castle suspended above a sea of clouds, guarded by formless shadows. That maiden was Isolde, daughter of the last high priestess of Aether, taken by a being known as The Veil—a creature born of imbalance between the elements.

One night, the winds shifted and the moon turned crimson. It was the sign. The castle revealed itself, floating high above the world, shrouded in a tempest of lightning and light. Without hesitation, Kroddin began his journey, guided only by the pulse of Aether beating like a war-drum within his chest.

He crossed swamps where trees spoke in the voices of old men and slew a fireless dragon guarding a bridge of obsidian. In every trial, the Aether within his blades thrummed with growing force, as if it recognized the destiny unfolding.

At last, he reached the Gate of the Heavens, a rift in the firmament sealed by ancient rites. There, Kroddin was tested by the spirits of the four elements: earth, water, air, and fire. Only by overcoming them and keeping his soul whole did he earn passage to the fifth: Aether. It cloaked him in luminous, ethereal armor and awakened a dormant force within him. No longer merely a paladin, Kroddin had become a Wielder of Aether.

Atop the castle, he found Isolde, trapped in enchanted slumber, surrounded by the shadow of The Veil. The battle that followed was so fierce it tore the sky asunder. But Kroddin triumphed not by might alone, but by letting Aether flow through him like prayer. The shadow was cast away, and the maiden awoke with tears that healed all wounds.

The castle began to crumble, but Aether wove wings of light for them both. Together they descended from the heavens, and with their bond, balance was restored. Isolde returned as a spiritual guide, and though kings offered him thrones, Kroddin claimed none. He chose instead to wander the land, teaching the ways of true magic and guarding the sacred.

And so, in the songs of bards and the pages of secret tomes, the legend lives on: Kroddin, the Paladin of Aether, the man who defied the heavens—and touched them.

NO ES NORMAL

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Music Video : 
https://youtu.be/TTFRKDkgSu8
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https://open.spotify.com/artist/09Bm32qcOdobnVhM6tN5N9
Apple Music : 
https://music.apple.com/ca/artist/nick-royal/1139418354

LYRICS : 
Hook: (James Colt)
I swear this girls stuck in high school mode
Stuck up with a heart so cold 
I moved on now you tryna say I changed up 
Cause you know that you’ve only stayed the same yeah 
I swear this girls stuck in high school mode
Stuck up with a heart so froze 
Nowadays we play my rules
No more Mr. Nice guy 
I won’t fold 
Verse: (Nick Royal)
Back up I don’t wanna be near you
Don’t talk I really wanna hear you 
Fucked up when you never fucking changed 
Still stuck I don’t need it explained 
Heart so cold 
Out with friends 
Pain on the rocks when the song begins 
Packs on low 
Back on the road 
Fuck who folds
We gon’ do it on own
Ill be down in the dirt when I leave her
You a clown and you’ll never be a feature
In my life 
Im just keeping up the hype 
You’re cold and I just bring the heater 
Yeah 
Hook:(James Colt)
I swear this girls stuck in high school mode
Stuck up with a heart so cold 
I moved on now you tryna say I changed up 
Cause you know that you’ve only stayed the same yeah 
I swear this girls stuck in high school mode
Stuck up with a heart so froze 
Nowadays we play my rules
No more Mr. Nice guy 
I won’t fold

High School Mode (Ft. James Colt)

This is an experimental track with two people. One is completely new to the music world, who goes by NoNotShe. The second, is someone who is very talented with his specific genre preference, and I just had to have both of them on the track to hear how this would sound. I hope everyone who takes a listen enjoys. Much love <3

⚰️when ī dīe⚰️ (feat. * ssjay and ikey40seven)

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