Lyrics:

Always said I’m flyer, I just saw her as the layover
Drunk off of love, now I’m dealing with the hangover
Hated from my exes ‘til my chain was on they necklace
Chasing the perfection, could be crazy or pretentious
Daily it’s a lesson:
Niggas scared to be they best self
Hypocrite, I be, no concerning for my health
Smoking on tobacco while my parents fighting cancer
Running from these women, but I love the chase of romances
Money over lovers, but these women sneaking glances
Tell me that I’m handsome, then get frisky with advances
She want meet me in the restroom
Devil want my soul, and I been asking if its destined

What you want to be, babe? (Who you wanna be?)
Every day I'm chasing, I've been tryna just be free
But I can't (but I can't)
...But I can't

I think they want my soul
I think they want my soul
I think they want my so-oul

I think they want my soul
I think they want my soul
I think they want my so-oul

Produced by RRAREBEAR and Trizzy Tré
Lyrics by Trizzy Tré
Recording of Trizzy Tré, the Rapper

First single of Youngin' Wit' a Dream.

[Hook x2]
Watch out I'mma take your spot, you take this shit for granted
Watch out I'mma take your spot, you know that I am bandit
Watch out I'mma take your spot, you take this shit for granted
Watch out I'mma take your spot, you know that I am bandit

[Verse 1]
Youngin' wit' potential, man the talent ain't so hard to see
Hit a stage in DC, but the people gonna marvel me
Reaching for the stars, and I pray I'm ever nameless
Attaining unattainable, I oughtta stain a stainless
I might die stunting, put the evil in Knievel
Feeling like a God 'cause I prolly am the sequel
You need to know I'm coming, out here aiming for your spot
I done worked a lot, so you 'boutta get got

[Hook x2]
Watch out I'mma take your spot, you take this shit for granted
Watch out I'mma take your spot, you know that I am bandit
Watch out I'mma take your spot, you take this shit for granted
Watch out I'mma take your spot, you know that I am bandit

[Verse 2]
Told me I'm too stubborn, way too cocky, I'm like touché
Waiting for the weekend but I know it's only Tuesday
Never good at waiting, put my weight in on the throne
They say that they be grinding but I know they really don't
From ghetto education to the private school I'm in
Watch out for me, see a homie win
They say I'm braggadocious like I ain't a rapping Moses
Steady, not distracted as rapper, rather focus

[Hook]
Watch out I'mma take your spot, you take this shit for granted
Watch out I'mma take your spot, you know that I am bandit
Watch out I'mma take your spot, you take this shit for granted
Watch out I'mma take your spot, you know that I am bandit

[Verse 3]
(Ooh yeah) Give it all I got
(Ooh yeah) Aiming for your spot
This my evolution
I'm the greatest, that's a proven
I've been on the top, you ain't gotta know
I've been on the grind, I've been on the go
Music up and popping, I could kill it when I'm humming
Never am I nuts, but it's me who's up and coming

[Hook]
Watch out I'mma take your spot, you take this shit for granted
Watch out I'mma take your spot, you know that I am bandit
Watch out I'mma take your spot, you take this shit for granted
Watch out I'mma take your spot, you know that I am bandit

Youngin' Wit' a Dream

Bandit 1.0

BANDIT [Prod. RRAREBEAR]

"I'm Not a Heartbroken Druggie (But Here's Heartbroken Druggie Music)" otherwise known as "Heartbroken Druggie"

Throwaway demo track.

[Hook x2]
Don’t you take my… love…
Don’t you take my… heart…
That’s why I need… drugs…
Wish we never… start…

[Verse 1]
Fall in love with you, think my heart got a death wish
You are what you eat, must be dogs in her breakfast
Dog eat dog world, I was tryna be a dog
Always been a lone wolf, with trees but no bark
Don’t you take my heart, it’s too late so I’m heartless
I feel dead inside so my soul got a carcass
When you broke my heart, you done cut me to the core
Deleted all our pictures, I said baby no more

[Bridge]
No more, no mo-ore
No more, no mo-ore
No more, no more
No mo-o-ooore

[Hook x2]
Don’t you take my… love…
Don’t you take my… heart…
That’s why I need… drugs…
Wish we never… start…

[Verse 2]
I ain’t fucking with your true colors, almost like I’m pretty racist
Ugly girls be hiding all behind they pretty faces
On a basis all my old things turn to memories
So my heart been hella cold, hope it never freeze
Baby you a nightmare, I thought that I was dreamin’
Found that all my inner strength is drowning in my inner demons
I’ve been on the road, I been caught up on what was
Take the memories, but baby don’t you take my love

I'm Not a Heartbroken Druggie (But Here's Heartbroken Druggie Music) [DEMO TRACK]

Produced by Classixs Beats and Trizzy Tré
Written by Tyler Hustle
Recording of Trizzy Tré, the Rapper

Final single off of Youngin' Wit' a Dream.

[Hook]
Wanna see me hungry, I'm about to eat
Wanna see me starving, I'm about to eat
Wanna see me hungry, I'm about to eat
Wanna see me starving, I'm about to eat

[Verse 1]
Youngin' with a big dream, came up from the streets
Feeling like a savage, when I hit the beats
Trizzy is a savage, I'm just tryna eat
Trizzy is a savage, I'm about to eat
Woe is me, I hope to be the man you only dream to be
Like I was a Crip, dawg I wonder what they see in me
Looking for commitment, told her I don't know that
Looking for some mulah, I'mma get the gold stacks
Oh my God, how'd I get so greedy
They wonder who the best, then they blind like Stevie
'Cause I'm top of the world, I'm top notch, and top most, won't topple
Winning's in my blood, and I'm bad to the fossil
Bad, bad, bad, ay I'm bad to the bone
Most the time it's feeling like I did it on my own
Used to pick the cotton, now a homie out here picking fights
Funny how my skin dark, but still a homie bright

[Hook]
Wanna see me hungry, I'm about to eat
Wanna see me starving, I'm about to eat
Wanna see me hungry, I'm about to eat
Wanna see me starving, I'm about to eat

[Verse 2]
Thirsty for the guala, for the dollar I’m a fiend
Trizzy fucking season, I’m a youngin’ with a dream
Look at how I’m dressed, you should know a homie fresh
And I feel like Malcolm Little, give a fuck about an ex
Manhattan born, I just be like Soho
I don’t trust a goddamn soul but my own though
Gold on my wrist ‘cause I’m feelin’ myself
Need the suicide doors or I’m killin’ myself

[Hook]
Wanna see me hungry, I'm about to eat
Wanna see me starving, I'm about to eat
Wanna see me hungry, I'm about to eat
Wanna see me starving, I'm about to eat

[Bridge]
Wanna see me hungry... (hungry)
Wanna see me starving... (starving)
Wanna see me hungry... (hungry)
Wanna see me starving... (starving) (I'm starving)

[Hook x2]
Wanna see me hungry, I'm about to eat
Wanna see me starving, I'm about to eat
Wanna see me hungry, I'm about to eat
Wanna see me starving, I'm about to eat

[Outro]
Wanna see me hungry, I'm about to eat
Wanna see me starving, I'm about to eat
Wanna see me hungry, I'm about to eat
Wanna see me starving, I'm about to...

MEAL TIME

MEAL TIME [Prod. Classixs]

OUTRO (Youngin' Wit' a Dream)

FRIENDS

PAYROLL

BLACK BOY

TELEVISION

GUAP

Performed by Trizzy Tré, the Rapper

Written by Tyler Hustle
Produced by Chromo Slomo

Lyrics:

[Hook]
Now I’m on my own, I’m selfish
All alone, I’m selfish
Baby I can’t help it...
Baby I can’t help...

[Verse 1]
I know that I am selfish
Just worry ‘bout your self, yes
I know that I am selfish
Sorry I can’t help it
I Sorry I can’t help you
I done been thru hell too
Your fragrance on my hoodies
And I hate it when I smell you
And I’m usually not on no honest shits
And I’m used to breaking your promises
Said “Don’t break my heart,” I always break your heart
And I hate to say I can’t promise this
Can’t promise you like anything
I usually rap and I never sing
I’m selfish, I’m an asshole
I cannot give you no wedding ring

[Hook]
Now I’m on my own, I’m selfish
All alone, I’m selfish
Baby I can’t help it...
Baby I can’t help

[Verse 2]
Got all these people, got all these homies
They ask how I'm lonely when these women on me
When I'm with these women, I still feel alone
It’s only dicking them when they hit my phone
And I'm in my bag, and I'm with the shits
Yes, a nigga gifted like a Christmas list
But why am I that nigga that these niggas wanna be
Cause I aint been that nigga if we keep this shit a G
I don't fucking feel a thing, but I keep her close
And I drop her when I'm bored, that's the way it goes
Fucking on a shawty make me feel less empty
I don't care about her but I fuck her plenty
They say I been living, and I should be glad
I been fucking women, but it's just a fad
Want somebody who gon' hold my chest
Shawty only hit me when she want some sex
 
[Instrumental Interlude]

[Hook]
Now I’m on my own, I’m selfish
All alone, I’m selfish
Baby I can’t help it...
Baby I can’t help

Now I’m on my own, I’m selfish
All alone, I’m selfish
Baby I can’t help it...
Baby I can’t help

[Instrumental Outro]

[Outro Hook]
Now I’m on my own, I’m selfish
All alone, I’m selfish
Baby I can’t help it...
Baby I can’t help

SELFISH - Single

SELFISH

Performed by Tyler Hustle and Demo Dez

Written by Tyler Hustle and Desi Tidwell
Produced by THAIBEATS

Lyrics:

KID LIKE CUDI

[Hook: Tyler Hustle]
Nigga used to try to play the kid like putty
Same lil' nigga tryna be my buddy
Studied all the greats, now my shit go nutty
I’m a man on the moon but a kid like Cudi

[Verse 1: Tyler Hustle]
I don't got no friends with this rap shit
They either want a handout or don't think I'm doing damage
They don't understand it, they ain't heard of Bandit
I've been in the cut like a nigga name was bandage
I'm the way I am like a nigga name was Eminem
Rap niggas, I ain't really friends with them
'Cause these niggas soft, I'm the hardest nigga in the shit
Heard his girlfriend want me, if she do then let's get intimate
Why these niggas never show love 'til you poppin'
Niggas know it's heat and it's truth that I'm droppin'
Niggas know I'm magic with the shits, Mary Poppins
I just hit the store, Tommy Hil' is what I'm coppin'
I'm a boss ass nigga rocking all-black 'Figer
Life gave us lemons, you still all that bitter
You a stuck at fast food, where's my boss at" nigga
You a welcome to the Good Burger, all that nigga

[Hook: Tyler Hustle]
Nigga used to try to play the kid like putty
Same lil' nigga tryna be my buddy
Studied all the greats, now my shit go nutty
I’m a man on the moon but a kid like Cudi

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2: Demo Dez]
All I do is kick shit like soccer
I got your girl's ass on call like a doctor
I just let it lean back on it like a rocker
I heard you like to tell, boy you must be a copper
I'm handing out big Ls, just like the lottery
I roll up woods and get baked like pottery
It's time to spill, bitch, I'm aiming for your artery
I do a chick like Offset, damn no Cardi B
Got topped off on the carpet, now she calling me Aladdin
Don't pop chill pills, so a nigga stay spazzing
Teach niggas something, yeah I'm 'bout to call the class in
The pack, the bag, and that ass is what I'm grabbin'
Call me Miller 'cause I'm living the high life
Worry 'bout yourself, never talk about my life
Girl, you mad dirty, yeah we know you gon' die trife
Some my homies thirsty for blood, no Twilight
I'm in the lot late night, just lurkin'
It must be New Boyz, 'cause your chick like jerkin'
Must be A Boogie, 'cause a boy stay swervin'
Must be Money May 'cause I'm all 'bout the earnings
A B-More nigga doing B-More things
Never scared of this life, that for what it brings
Who the land? Lookin' fancy, me and my young kings
But fuck caviar, boy, I needed twelve-piece wings
You know what it is, double large forever
All that smart talking shit really ain't that clever
They said be respectful, well after that said never
I off one hit, boy, you light as a feather
I hop up on a track and cut it up like a surgery
These niggas keep talkin', really thinking that it's hurting me
I hear a peep, you might wind up as a donor, g
You say you getting pussy, but we know that you a loner, please
Yeah, and that's how it is
You a deadbeat dad, and I ain't got no kids
I just found my gas jar, I'm a pop that lid
Roll up a fat blunt, fuck cigs
Cruising on the streets on a late night
Piped your girl after date night
She just call me for the mean pipe
Now niggas want beef like a steak knife, damn

[Verse 3: Tyler Hustle]
Like a steak knife, damn, well a nigga in the cut
Got a pretty ass girl and grip up on her butt
And I used to give a fuck, now I gotta keep it buck
Niggas try to play the kid, so I’mma tell you what
Niggas need to know, I’m about my money
Niggas need to know that this shit ain’t funny
Came from the dirt, so my face look moody
Nigga try to play me, I’mma leave you bloody

[Hook: Tyler Hustle]
Nigga used to try to play the kid like putty
Same lil' nigga tryna be my buddy
Studied all the greats, now my shit go nutty
I’m a man on the moon but a kid like Cudi

Kid Like Cudi

KID LIKE CUDI (feat Demo Dez) [Prod. THAIBEATS]

Performed by Tyler Hustle

Written by Tyler Hustle
Produced by Alex Flaxman

Lyrics:

Used to feel dead, homie, I must admit
I just been glad, I ain't jumped off the bridge
I gotta go get it, I gotta go live
Trizzy done came up, I did it, I did
Crazy as of lately, I’ve been proud to be a misfit
If I was still at Breck, I would probably get my wrists slit
I’m living in the now, I could probably give your bitch dick
They fucking with the flow, even when I switched it
I'm rapping five years, now the boy ain't been a rookie
Opened for Amine, now this venue tryna book me
I had to take your spot 'cause you sweeter than a cookie
She calling me a dick, well I used to be a pussy
I’mma drink more liquor ‘til my kidneys bruised
And I chase these demons with a chase of booze
I just made a thousand, now I'm tryna make more thousands
Used to count my pennies, now it’s blessings that I’m counting

Stuff and Things

STUFF AND THINGS

Tyler Hustle makes music on the belief that when one person lives their own life, they inspire other people to do the same with their own respective lives

Born in Harlem, raised in Minneapolis, and based in Boston

Music inquiries at info@tylerhustle.com

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