tracks i produced

ft. danya & omar

@tangent-beats

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danya.hamad 
_omarnaimi 
safwanhsn 
ryan_mch

Lyrics:
(Danya & Tommy)
Drowning all my sorrows with these bottles I might overdose
(I might overdose, I might overdose)
Letting in my demons for no reason bitch I’m going ghost
(Bitch I'm going ghost, bitch I’m going ghost)
Never let her in she can’t win I can’t trust these hoes
(I can’t trust these hoes, I can’t trust these hoes)
Money on my mind, I can’t lie, put that on my soul
(put that on my soul, put that on my soul)

(Safwan)
I jus' wanna go be ghost
I be turnin' off my phone yeah
I be on airplane mode
I jus' wanna go sip mo' yeah
Ghostin' on that coast dog
South beach they know dog
Hennessy it's cold dog
Burnin' off that slow nah 

(Tommy)
It’s late at night and I’m trying to find the right words and lyrics 
To let you inside of mind and I hope that you’ll finally see it 
I hope you see these words and understand what i’m tryna say 
Cause I’ve been thinking long and hard - don’t take this the wrong way 
I can tell myself I still want you even though I know I don’t 
I can tell myself I’ll forget you even though I know I won’t 
So don’t twist and turn my words cause I’m just as lost as you  
I don’t know what’s good for me, let alone what’s good for you 

(Danya & Tommy)
Drowning all my sorrows with these bottles I might overdose
(I might overdose, I might overdose)
Letting in my demons for no reason bitch I’m going ghost
(Bitch I'm going ghost, bitch I’m going ghost)
Never let her in she can’t win I can’t trust these hoes
(I can’t trust these hoes, I can’t trust these hoes)
Money on my mind, I can’t lie, put that on my soul
(put that on my soul, put that on my soul)

(Omar)
Listening to your voice gets me out of line
Brightness too high, I’m going blind
Gotta get back in my lane, I’m going insane
Like this I can’t remain, gotta pour it down the drain
- But I got you in my brain

(Danya & Tommy)
Drowning all my sorrows with these bottles I might overdose
(I might overdose, I might overdose)
Letting in my demons for no reason bitch I’m going ghost
(Bitch I'm going ghost, bitch I’m going ghost)
Never let her in she can’t win I can’t trust these hoes
(I can’t trust these hoes, I can’t trust these hoes)
Money on my mind, I can’t lie, put that on my soul
(put that on my soul, put that on my soul)

GHOST (prod. tangent & s hlllz)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uLN5CkoQ0OI

prod. @tangent-beats
@vaccinegang

Stupid Bitch! [Music Video in Description]

i'm not crazy. (tuesday x cordyceps)(prod. tangent)

ride or die prod. tangent

Michael Jackson, He was the King of Pop (prod. tangent)

prod: @tangent-beats
I’ll be ready to be happy on the day I fuckin pass 
Why they acting tryna stab me in the back before they last 
I’m just walking tryna move on put my foot up on the gas 
Life an auction tryna keep all that I got as far as laughin
I want to feel the floor 
Wanna matter any more 
In my bag I’m feeling sore 
tryna work it out n sort 
Demon knocking at my door 
Asking me the time of day 
Tryna flip my time into another ballad with the grey 
It’s the pain I’m in 
I’m tryna heal it bitch
Tryna be within 
 I got people to fill in 
On the steeple growing thin 
Pray to god I get a gift 
Need a moment just to breathe and feel the season in the wind 
I feel like seizing up and dying on a mother fucking whim 
I can’t believe it tryna give me up I know I gotta win 
Yo I know just where I been and I’m never going back 
Soap an ocean drowning in my personality it’s bad 
and It’s a 
fuckin problem 
Finna get it finna solve it 
idea of me I dissolve it
There’s Anxiety in the solvent 
Cleaning it up I’m upon it 
Molecular imma go bomb it
Imma just turn to my tonic 
Sicka the runnin I’m sick a the sonic 
Boom boom bitch shit
Cracked my wrist my whip whip 
When I crashed that shit shit 
Reminded me of this this 
So I Subsist on uplift 
Member them days on Sussex 
All of them days I was kid 
All of that shit a past life

i wanted to be someone (prod. tangent)

https://soundcloud.com/tangent-beats
i make my own shirts 
I brew my own drinks 
No 
I don’t got no money for you
Bitch what did u think 
I’m looking out my tints 
Yup No I ain’t tryna link 
Yet U hit me on the internet 
In person you a lick 
Cant none pacify me yet 
I got stairs I gotta climb 
I ain’t looking down on no one 
But I’m never wasting time 
I’m a wire I’m alive 
I admire how they strive 
But I’d be a liar if I said they were living right like

Watch this finna go drop quick 
Like an obnoxious 
when I go drop kick 
It’s full of da onyx 
Right In my chest yes
Right at your necklace 
No light in my heart next 
Questions they just so unanswerable 
Yet I’m adjacent to gold 
How i maneuver my growth 
They Woulda thought I had roots 
If they ain’t see me in snow 
See em flee in my scope 
I had expected I know 
That no one would ever come back if I decided this road and so I did 

Slide clean with the ziplock it’s 
Yung rain with the drip drop 
Peaking out the back window tryna ditch cops 
One eye on the road like it’s cyclops 
I stop? Think not.
Pedal on the floor like it’s on lock 
Better gettin more cause I might drop 
Tomorrow like my thoughts 
Like eye sock ets when my sight pops 
Toward yours In the night moppin 
Mawfuckers n I’m off

tinted [prod. tangent]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5YJ2JzyGeOE

fault [prod. tangent] *music video in description*

corny ass rappers all soundin like shit 
buncha fucking lames you all look like  dicks 
Act like kids talk trash like this 
then you hiding in the back with some
Balled up fists 
Imma give you all that you deserve 
Tried coming at me hard and you straight got hurt 
Ain’t a problem on this motherfuckin earth 
That could make me flip on issues 
Like you kids do dirt 
So I’m off in the fuckin outskirts 
Kicking up the dust like I dropped your urn 
I don’t even mean to kill em no sir 
I’m just doing what I know while I keep up work 
don’t know what you really know about that 
But I’ve seen the knowledge grow and I’ve seen some lack 
On the scene so imma bring it right back 
I got 8 in the track 1960s with the pack 
guess what 
The fuckin jig is up 
I caught u motherfucks 
Tryna act all like u sum 
U nothing and it’s done 
U tacky like some thumbs 
U yappy with the puns 
Imma come and take the funds 
It’s a fucking stick up 
throwing bands in the trunk 
Quickly pulling off im moving swift and soon I’m pulling up 
Spin the wheel with one hand got the  other on my glove
Y’all stay talking bout these guns yet I’ve yet to see one 
Bitch it over for yuh