[Chorus]
Yea, I guess I’m doing fine
But I chose to
Unveil the pieces of my mind
That I’m close to
So if I don’t get paid a dime
I had hopes to
Feels like I’m running out of time
But I’m supposed to

[Verse 1]
We turn it up
Got the gang pumped
Let that thang bump
Roll some blizzy’s in the back
And watch ‘em blow out through the front
I’m religious with my sermons
If they rattle from the trunk
Tyrna bridge between the families
Was a battle every month, hey
Yea
Syracuse’n on doomsday
A cocktail with my orange juice
Is much stronger than what they do say
Cruising ‘round on the Southside
Where the women calling me Dulce
The venue booked through that weekend
So we sold it out on a Tuesday, okay!
(Shle, Shle, Shle, Shle)
They hella mad, yes I can tell
(Yes, I can tell)
We holding back but oversell
(Oversell)
They out here acting like they know me well
(Know me well)
Uh, but baby girl you barely know yourself
(Know yourself)

[Bridge]
But this time
The, seeds of believing in myself
That had been planted in my garden of self doubt
Took root, and started to grow
In a moment, I realized
That the only person left to believe in me
That needed to believe in me
Was me

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
I thought I’d had enough (Had enough)
I questioned if I want it bad enough (Bad enough)
So I went ahead but felt it backing up (Backing up)
With some heavy doubts
Like am I black enough? (Black enough)
But all of us go untranslated
Been gassed up and been underrated
But graded on the appeal
It’s not complicated
I made it clear
I won’t apologize how I feel
When I had to suck it up
And take bad cards
And play hands that weren’t that ideal
I was so careful about my tempo
Gotta be liked, but not fulfilled
Am I late to approach?
Maybe I’m scared if it’s real
Cuz it can carve out your throat
But doesn’t change the appeal
I’m tired of getting my hopes up
So fuck how you feel
I’m not afraid if it won’t
I’m much more scared if it will
If it will (If it will, if it will)
I’m much more scared if it will (If it will)
I’m much more scared if it will (If it will)

WHEN THE SNOW MELTS (Prod. Regal)

[Chorus]
It’s not usually what I like
But lately I don’t mind it
We stayed out all night
Did it over again
And over again
It’s not usually what I like
But lately I don’t mind it
We stayed out all night
Did it over again
And over again

[Verse 1]
Ay, got the top down (Top down)
Feeling gassed up (Gassed up)
Girl, I'm headed downtown
I’ll pick your ass up (Ay)
Ain’t what we used to, ain’t tryna sweat ya
But if she wants to, Imma let her, ay
Something different when she hopped in (Hopped in)
Didn’t notice at all before so I locked in (Locked in)
One shot, two shots
When we walked in
DJ had the party on lock it was poppin
(It was poppin)
Hey, picking plays off top
If you gon’ pull me close
Baby please don’t stop
Any place you wanna go
We can pull up on spot
Big shot gets whatever she wants, yea

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Ay, too busy in the summer now (Ay)
Whole city turnt up
When the sun is down (Yea)
Big tease I’m amazed by the run around
Know she looking bad in that button down
Good Lord
Every motherfucking venue, all packed
Remember listens in the Blazer, all black
Hands on getting bounce like the speakers
Kept my vans on cuz they look like sneakers
(Look like sneakers)
Felt the difference in the first grade
When I was tryna kiss the girls
At my birthday, shit (Birthday)
I had doubts when I showed up to her place
She ended up calling in on her work day
Sheesh

[Chorus]

WHAT I LIKE (Prod. Dylan Graham)

[Verse 1]
Yea
If anything can happen, yea
Why do I hold onto the past, then?
Yea, yea
Seen some shit you can’t imagine
Woah
But I still ain’t got it like that
Yea, yea, yea, yea

[Chorus]
I can’t tell what you want
I’ve been so up front
Promise me
This won’t be for nothing? (Nothing)
Days pass, roll the dice
No rest, no advice
Love it when we both up to something
(Something)
Yea (Yea)
Up to something, darling, hey
I guess it is what it is, uh
Yea yea (Yea, yea)
Up to something, darling, hey (Hey)
I guess it is what it is

[Verse 2]
Yea
Fully admit I had a slow start, yea
Cold blooded from a cold heart, yea
There’s more to classical than Mozart
Like cruising the 64 to race the go karts
It’s no thang though
The memories are divine
Got a taste of my perspective
From the enemy lines
Each of us have gotten traits
That we’re tryna define
All your dreams are for the taking
If you give ‘em some time
They right there, baby
(They right there, baby)
Yea, you take care, baby
(You take care, baby)
Yea, just promise you’ll keep fighting out there
Even when it ain’t fair, baby
Yea, nothing else to do (Nothing else to do)
Mm, I got nothing to lose, no (Nothing to lose)
Cuz I’m so sick and tired
Of having something to prove
No, no

[Chorus]

IT IS WHAT IT IS (Prod. GC)

[Chorus]
Who am I when I’m all alone?
You really learn when no one shows up
(Shows up)
Mm, these beneficiaries call my phone
The only time it ever blows up (Blows up)
Yea
Where were you when I was on my own?
They take the ride until it slows up
(Slows up)
Pointing fingers when the fire has grown
Putting blame on the flames
When it goes up (Goes up)

[Verse 1]
Yea
Faded and spilling on the floor, shit
What kind of woman do you take me for? Yea
I get so buried in my thoughts
I open up when I’m lost
I’m slowly feeling the cost of
What it’s like to gamble for your freedom
(For your freedom)
All these half steppers acting like I need ‘em
(Like I need 'em)
I been screaming into the void
My traumas won’t let me fill it
You say that your bars are better
I promise I’m more resilient, I
(Resilient, I)
Mm, I’m so done tryna bottle my wrongs
When they’re always on (Always on)
Yea
I ain’t been long but it’s all I’ve known
And I’m so far gone
Oo
Mad but we choose to (Choose to)
Keep on taking shit that we’re so used to (Used to)
Finding permanence in niggas
Who just cruise through
Cuz those who take advantage
Are ones that love to accuse you

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Yea
I can tell you’ve been a victim
Of some crippling decisions
Abandoned if you’re reckless
What a rippling collision
Cuz when I’m the result
It’s self fulfilled by definition
I’ve seen how much it’s worth
I’ve seen ‘em scribble out their vision
But I’ve been, grinding
Triple overtiming
It’s crazy when you focus
How quickly you tend to find it
The talk begins to surface like,
“This bitch is not the nicest”
The trade is underwhelming
When the legacy is priceless
Cuz I been lifted by the sound
Turn my mind off
They’re too indifferent ‘bout the rounds
When the dime’s off
I bust my lip and hit the ground
But it dies off
No filthy fingers on my crown
Keep them guys off
It really seems like y’all need something to do
These lil boys be actin’ grown
Until they nut in their boo
Y’all never granted me my space
That’s why I’m up in your view
I hope the message was provocative
And fucked up your mood
Shle

[Chorus]

SOLO (Prod. Yondo)

For the month of March we are highlighting women in the music industry that push the needle. They are catalyst, disrupters, trailblazers, & trendsetters.

For episode 043 we have @djgeminigilly join us from Milwuake, USA

impulse [/ˈimˌpəls/] n : a sudden strong and unreflective urge or desire to act

Translation: Music that moves you #SoundsBySa - Ep. 043

Tracklist: Description

IMPULSE: Gemini Gilly - Ep. 043

a beat i made on september 2, 2021

original verse by @ShleBerry

september 2.2 (f minor / 92) [feat. Shle Berry]

[Verse 1]
Yea
Hawley Road to Happy Valley (Happy Valley)
You can hollaback or holla at me (Holla at me)
Be careful, don’t getcha hopes up, baby
Cuttin’ ties all for 10% is lonesome, baby
So I, craft daily to untangle my mind
The only bags I’ve gotten lately
Are right under my eyes
I’ve, challenged these inner demons
And I barely survived
It’s been pushing me to a limit
I can barely describe the
Why, the who what, when the where and the how
Got me grabbin’ my hair ‘til I’m tearing it out
This is driving me crazy
I can’t fucking take it
I’m racing, I’m pacing, I stand and I sit
It’s like the more I second guess it
Then the more that I trip
Some days be thinking this depression
Is as good as it gets
Just, circling through the past
Finding lessons I missed
It’s like you stubborn motherfucker
You were destined for this
But you slip

[Refrain]
You always slip
You always trippin’
And overthinking
Don’t throw it away
Don’t throw it away
No, don’t throw it away
Don’t throw it away

[Chorus]
Everytime I let my guard down
I see it fade to the blackness
Do I deserve this sort of madness?
Thought I meant much more than that
Who am I supposed to call now?
How in the hell do I get past this?
I think I gave into my sadness
Can someone save me from myself?
From myself, yea

[Verse 2]
Yea
Always trippin’ when I fall down (Fall down)
Dealing with enough to hang it all out (Hang it all out)
This identity that I’m wrapped in
When I make it
Were you fuckin’ with me back then?
All the lies that have always rang true
Would you rise to levels we could levitate to?
With those days in the past that we all relate to
How come the kids with no upper hand
Always break through?
And so I’m all in
I really had to get to work and so I called in
I couldn’t tell you if it’s worth all of the falling
If you ain’t lookin’ for some trouble
Why’d you call then?
Huh? Huh? Huh?
That 4th quarter when I’m airing it out
Yea I’m that bad ass kid
Yo momma warned you about
I was born as a sinner
Got a sword as a mouth
I still believe inside my heart
We could’ve sorted this out
But I slip

[Chorus]

SOURFRUIT (Prod. pilotkid)

[Chorus]
We’ve been sippin’ on this cranberry vodka
We’ve been sippin’ on this cranberry vodka
We been sippin’ on this cranberry vodka
We’ve been sippin’ on this cranberry vodka
Dance, yea
Cranberry vodka (Bounce)
Cranberry vodka
We’ve been (Yeah)
Cranberry vodka (Bounce)
Oo-woah, oo-woah, oh

[Verse]
You haven't seen that you're amazing, no
Your sense of certainty gets hated, on
You're not the type to get complacent, woah
There's so many ways that we can take it
I need
Someone here to hold me down, you
Somehow completely sweep me off
My feet
And they barely ever touch the ground
Oh, woah, yea
Overdose this feeling
I can't deny that from you (From you)
And getcha hopes up this evening
I know you're smiling cuz that's true (That’s true)
Go 'head and take all the time you need
(You need)
I've made mistakes, honey
Can't you see? (You see)
Go ‘head and blame the whole thing on me
(On me)
Cuz I got it bad for you, girl
Yea

[Chorus]

CRANBERRY VODKA (prod. Kiyoto)

[Chorus]
Breakdown, yea
Place that ceiling watch me break it down
(Down)
Break it down (Down)
Breakdown, yea
Face that feeling I’m not breaking down
(Down)
Breaking down (Down)
Breakdown, yea
Place that ceiling watch me break it down
(Down)
Break it down (Down)
Breakdown, yea
Face that feeling I’m not breaking down
(Down)
Breaking down (Down)

[Verse 1]
Yea, uh
I’m at war with a girl that I know so well
Never been sure but I sure won’t tell
I’m down on my luck
And the pain don’t mix
Dodging the punch she knows all of my tricks
But look, I won’t take it back
Draw my rage
Paint it black
Been through hell, I made it back
They gave me hope, I gave it back
I’m the underdog and I embrace that
But my speed is up so I’m paced at
(Speed is up so I’m paced at)
95 on that 94
I’m just proud as hell I’m in a place that
(Proud as hell I’m in a place that)
I’m self aware and I don’t need the clout
But these local rappers can’t face that
(Local rappers can’t face that)
We reinforce all this bad behavior
Those consequences can’t take back (Take back)
Quick to shame imposters
But we never fail to praise one
(Never fail to praise one)
Your shows are always empty
Where the fuck you get them plays from?
(Get them plays from)
I see the rodents saluting the cheese
I been in the gym, I been shooting for free
Remember when no one was rooting for me?
The berries are ripe
And I’m fruiting the tree, yea

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Yea
Little girl you gotta dream big
But gotta know your place
We determine order from below the waist
You got a lot to say but never show your face
Boy, the handbrake couldn’t even slow the pace
And I’m on it
I’m so glad I chose (Glad I chose)
Baseball hats and baggy clothes (Baggy clothes)
Open wounds I haven’t closed
Broke my mind
But added flows, yea (Added flows)
Feigning I gotta create (Gotta create)
I’m pushing their buttons
I gotta be great (Gotta be great)
Was serving the chips, didn’t have any dip
Now I got the fajitas they watching the plate
Same place with the same dudes
You at the same pace
With the same moves
So like why the hell you so bitter now?
A bunch of broken records
With the same views
God damn
I been at it, I have shit they wish they had
(Shit they wish they had)
Throw them bodies in the attic
I’ve been itching for a stab
(Itching for a stab)
I been more willing to kill ‘em
I’m over the feeling
The bag is just sitting there
Might as well fill it
Unleashing the villain
Emotions are spilling
Don’t act like you know me when I hit a billy
You bitch

[Chorus]

[Outro]
If you speak with authority
If you don’t bow down to people
If you speak your mind
If you have a healthy dose of ego
If you’re really confident
And really, really passionate
You’re a bitch

Tampons

Breakdown [Prod. Mike Regal]

Track 4

SHIT COULD BE WORSE (EP), a project by Jillian's Revenge

IT IS WHAT IT IS (Prod. GC)

Shle Berry

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