afro pop, Dance hall, indie pop, pop, Naija

Ashlangane ft N.T.U(prod. IGagu engineerd by SLV)

Live version: https://youtu.be/5uBo0_i5Exo

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Good Trouble

Demonocracy

i stay alone in my room, past thoughts haunting my dreams
i open my eyes, but she still in my mind, finding a new one
aint easy these movies be playing to much, im meeting new girls
left and right, it gotcha thinking he playing, he just pulling their tails
i feel nice talking to them, but thats when the tension in my chest
begins to burst with doubt and trust issues, problems began
and my sentance to her gets shorter and shorter
my presence gets shorter and shorter, shes upset
shell get over it sooner, block texts so shell get the message
im too scared to even send her a message, we met once
we were fucking already, her blanket, it was up like we was having a picnic, my big dick fucking her over, the car shaking like earthquakes
i finsihed it up, and the feeling of leavin was already upon me
i didnt want to be there a min longer, i just wanted to leave
block the number, and go ghost like her father, saw the movie
love and thunder, jane finer and winer, the movie was good
but up to this point it was making me think, who do i love like that
recently ive just been fucking these bitches, filling my list with names
i will forget in the future, this empty void like black holes, i got dumb hoes, and more money income, which brings me wanting to leave more, sorry mama, ur babyboy finding the love i didnt get as a kid
one of my problems i noticed, is that i can talk to bitch for a day
next day i wanna meet, chitchat, next i wanna fuck in the sheets
dont remember her name, i just remember her ass is so fat
i dont like the way she talks, so i put my dick in her mouth
fill it up and leave it, till im ready to do it again
im sick in the brain, these girls driving me to a pitful state
my ex left a piece that hasnt been fixed, i called a couple of helpers
but they still couldnt repair the damage, it left me wanting to find someone who could maybe come close, the second we get close
i feel a knife headin my way, what if i wake up and phony on me
faking it over the phone, even in person they still acting their part
i bet inside they wanna see me fall, never wanna see me win
but lose more than what i can ever get back, those negative thoughts
stay up in my head, like me as a kid, getting scared so i hid in my bed
mama said ill be great, so i have to go and be great
even if imma do it alone, i still gotta prove why ill be the greatness
and make all ur actions look little to mine, i dont mean to little anyone
but i want yall to understnad my placement, and why i worked hard for this shit

Late night stands (Prod. Moon)

Lucie (Inststrumental)

"We’re back to chase foreign devils from our land, with our Russian guns and jeeps from Japan."

Taliban Come

Under the Willow Tree
I grab the apple pie
He bends all over me
Weeping toward the sky

His fruits down on the ground
His eyes perfectly blind

Under the Willow tree
I dance with the bee
Soft, her dart, is
Kindly she asks for a kiss

Weeping Willy under the Willow Tree (Part 1)

You haunt me like a ghost girl
I feel you’re somewhere close
I hear whispers when it’s cold
But you left me long ago
When you said your love for me was dead
Here one minute gone the next
Broken glass of my regrets 
But I could never love you less

Now everywhere I see you
Smell perfume in my bed too
And I can’t explain the things that I would do to be with you again and it hurts me
You’re there but you don’t breathe
Can’t touch I can’t hold you
Now you’re just a ghost to me

And I feel empty inside my soul
I want you back
I got a noose around my neck 
I want you so bad
Were you really real
Or just a dream?
Will I get into your world
If I take the leap?

Cos the light behind your eyes is gone
And it’s so damn cold and I’m so damn numb
Where will I find what I have lost in you?  

You haunt me like a ghost girl
I feel you’re somewhere close
I hear whispers when it’s cold
But you left me long ago
When you said your love for me was dead
Here one minute gone the next
Broken glass of my regrets 
But I could never love you less

Now everywhere I see you
Smell perfume in my bed too
And I can’t explain the things that I would do to be with you again and it hurts me
You’re there but you don’t breathe
Can’t touch I can’t hold you
Now you’re just a ghost to me

Late night stands (Prod. Moon)

XSTɎ.SAGE / LIL M.sage