yk i wantcha u, money in the ear whispering
but i still think about u, smiles change
faces appear, new clothes, same atttiude tho
what i notice alot, u cant stand others appereance tonight
i mean we go out, to flash and spurlge, show off our little
designer wear, feel good, bottles up which means you and i
will be up, time flying so fast, we just gotta accept
either we can work it or not, the way u grabbing and holding
its like u never had focus, im losing my touch
or is it the wine airen, we should just air out are disagreements
cause if we bottle our problems, well just fight all over again
same shi but different topic, no this wasnt about ur crop top
i see the haters watch over, the closet of when were calling it quits, they cant wait, let them have their laugh, with the last acid trip
man fuck that shi, u still texting my friends, asking how iam doing
if im thinking of u, and if i wanna be talking some more
u want war, or u want a place to stay, when ur alone in ur room
isolated cause u can never commuite, i hear the problems yall bitches face, u cant keep the same group, sounds like they all understood the problem, face to face we like to be honest, something yall bitches
can never be, backstab and open friendships turn into past relations
its like u wasnt statifed with leaving a payment, and it pains me 
to believe, i was once calling you mine, i was turnin a blindeye
guess i was fallling into slumper, no longer will i call us forever
u can cut me off like nothing, please do it, im out being myself
you should try it sometimes, u dont get sick of wearing that mask
pretending u like these places, its another personality 
but its not a disorder, u just wanna be fake and pretend
go back when u were a teen, playing these man like games
too bad u can never get a high score on me, dont tell me im mean
just say im too blunt, and dont hold back, i rather hurt ur feelings
than string them along, like i was playing a harp
i rap from my heart, thats why they able to feel me
look i get u dont wanna seem like the bad guy, but understand
where im standing from, u is not in that position to talk
let alone getcha ur breathe in and out, im rocky putting my hands up
for defending myself, twitter bitches dont like when ur right
so they spit and yell till u give it up, i reach for new heights
cause when i touch the mic, i speak clear, like crytals
bottle up emotions like sucidal kids, and yell it out
like i was going to jump, man why she wanna dance around the question, either say it or end it, you really need to own it

I wanted you(prodby.lowell)

Tell Me (prod. Riddick x Beats)

New Music every Friday 🚶🏾‍♂️🖤 

ibthegoop <3

LONG WAY HOME ( Prod. Sheoda )

BZR Music presents Ti'Jean "WAY UP"
WRITTEN by Ti'Jean
BEAT produced by No30

Official Music VIDEO here:
https://youtu.be/Ff_GPsGd1ds

Contact: Ti'Jean at contact@tijean.com | https://linktr.ee/tijean

WAY UP

Purple Sand (Unmastered)

MENTAL SPACE (ft Chris Allen)

Beat : prodmanuel

Verse 1:  
I'm from the city where the dreams are made
streets are though,  no parade
But I'm on a mission, to make a way
spitting fire like a dragon every fcking day
I rise up like a phoenix from the ashes
I  never gonna let my dream crashes
stacking up my chips, i dont  take no losses
I'm making it happen, entertaining the masses
"I ain't looking for fame", just some respect
I ain't looking for a handouts, just a fair deck
I'm putting in the work, ain't no shortcuts for me
grinding every day, to reach my destiny
I ain't scared of failure, I ain't scared to fall
pick myself up, and keep going for more
I learn from mistakes, I dont't repeat them
I keep on climbing ranks, ain't no peak that can beat them

Hook :
I'm making moves, no time to waste
I'm chasing gold,  no time to chase
I'm living life,  no time to wait
I'm reaching high, no time to hesitate
I'm taking risks, no time to be safe
I'm taking action,  no time for the delays.
I'm Chasing success, no time to play
I'm making moves,  no time to waste

Verse2: 
I'm living proof that you can make it
gotta keep pushing, don't let anyone break it
always climbe up, never look back
aim to the top, nothing gonna hold u back
niggas climing all over my shit
when i was down none of em appeared 
now am way off ,they all up om my dick
fake ass niggas 
be calling i aint picking up the phone 
call it bussy thats all it is
they aint sticking for blood
just  parties & cakes 
They say success is the best revenge
But I don't hold grudges, I just hold my pen
I write my story, I take control
never let anyone define my role


Outro: 

I've been doubted, underestimated
But i prove time and time again
that I'm destined for greatness

No Time

Get To It

Get To It (prod. joccer)

UGLY

gangsta rap, heavy beat, open door sound, rap, male vocals, hollywood, west coast vibe

I wanted you(prodby.lowell)

XSTɎ.SAGE / LIL M.sage