Produced by: Zene Bona
Written by: Zene Bona
Engineered by: Trae Delago & Zene Bona
Release Date: July 26 2021 
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Lyrics:

Dom/sub

Produced by: Zene Bona
Written by: Zene Bona
Audio Engineered by: Trae Delago & Zene Bona
Release Date: August 8 2021 
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Lyrics: 

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Nostalgia

Pull Up (Skrrt)

A song I wrote for a Spanish class with my VERY LIMITED music production knowledge/skill... Spanish definitely isn't my first language, but hope you enjoy it anyway! :)

Amor De Las Almas (Prod. by Zene Bona)

LYRICS

[Intro]
Melody Arkitect
(Ya) Zene Bona
(Ya, ya, ya, ya)
Cha-ching!

[Chorus]
I ain’t earn nothing small, I break the bank 
Stack my chips where they fall to break the bank
I’ma raise to the call and break the bank 
So if we betting on it, I’m breakin’ the bank 
I ain’t earn nothing small, I break the bank 
Stack my chips where they fall to break the bank, bank, bank
Liquidating my bars into them franks
Yo, that’s my word, watch me take it to the bank 

[V1]
Nigga I know that I’m gorgeous
Look, you window shopping, you can’t afford this 
But if a bitch been slick, I ignored it 
They just jealous I get supported 
He wanna die for me, he wanna ride 
But I’m a bad Bonnie, I don’t need a Clyde 
My fish come with chips on the side, 
Whoever got some filet mignon get denied 
That said, you bet against me, you dead 
But I’m a pacifist, so I ain’t pass a fist, 
I deal a hit with a track instead 
How you rolling your snake eyes at me from your bed? 
No limit up on the spread 
I break the bank like im Fred 

[Chorus]
I ain’t earn nothing small, I break the bank 
Stack my chips where they fall to break the bank
I’ma raise to the call and break the bank 
So if we betting on it, I’m breakin’ the bank 
I ain’t earn nothing small, I break the bank 
Stack my chips where they fall to break the bank, bank, bank
Liquidating my bars into them franks
Yo, that’s my word, watch me take it to the bank 

[V2]
Ain’t earning nothing small
I put in work for this shit, give my fucking all
I drive a "L" to a win like I stole-the-car 
We call the shots like some fucking shoguns, like- 
Hands up!
Winning as easy as robbing a bank, 
Wait I meant easy as riding a bike
I handle bars in a way that you like
It’s so inspiring 
When I paint this picture, 
A tropical island 
With expensive liquor 
That’s all I see in my head as I’m rolling the dice 
Rolling my tongue on the mic
Dancing around all these rappers that don’t even write 
Who don’t give a shit or a like, like
Why can’t we all just support one another? 
Cuz if we do that it would mean we can’t extort one another
Fine! 
That’s how they wanna play it, I’m switching tables 
Been too cool to hang ‘round bitches who is faker than fables 
And my crew here, so the grass is greener than Gables 
They don’t wanna cook, they unable
Got a nigga shook, he unstable 

[Chorus]
I ain’t earn nothing small, I break the bank 
Stack my chips where they fall to break the bank
I’ma raise to the call and break the bank
So if we betting on it, I’m breakin’ the bank 
I ain’t earn nothing small, I break the bank 
Stack my chips where they fall to break the bank, bank, bank
Liquidating my bars into them franks
Yo, that’s my word, watch me take it to the bank 

[V3]
They talk down, but they bet down… 
The Pussy talk euro, dollar, yen, pound 
He talking big, but I been a doubt 
Alotta spittle, little talent out your funny mouth
Big puns
They cook, but it’s overdone
I’m flippin’ franks from these ones, you sponging, 
I’m Krusty K and they Chum 
Be the same mo’fuckers rhyme a ‘brr’ with a ‘grr’ 
Then think they got some heat up
I ain’t even come correct to compete with niggas, 
Still beat the hand that feed em’  
Got so much paper, I’ma need a stapler
If it’s now or never, I’ma do it later
Show them how it’s done, taught ‘em like a tater
Schooling these bitches, I’m an educator
Wait, but I ain’t done 
Mark my words I’m heading for the top
I need to have it all like a one-stop-shop 
And that’s why you’ll see me in the studio at 2 o’clock 
And you ain’t do it right if you ain’t play the same
Ain’t sell a soul for fame I just work, work 
You gon’ remember my name 
Zene Bona

[Chorus Again]

[Outro]
All my ex-niggas want me to make it 
So they could say they saw Zene naked 
Call me a Carter, cuz I’m going ape shit
I don’t need permission, I take it

Break The Bank (Produced by Melody Arkitect, Engineered by The WIZARD)

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