all rough. just some thoughts.
produced by bLvvk.

happiness is on the horizon. 
happy september.
back to the album.


at 12 we started seeing bodies, 
by 15 we got used to hearing about em, 
I mean death keep happening how I’m supposed to react, 
I found a nigga I grew up with died on the citizen app. 
Type of living is that. 
Last time all my friends was alive Chance was still doing tabs. 
Told my nigga don’t be tougher then next, 
cause pride and fear have niggas do things you can’t expect 
I mean done seen niggas die young 
The city do them bad.
Never been too tough, I know a lame nigga would shoot your ass. 
We can’t be angry at God, 
The more I live, the more I know this world a facade anyway
We can go any day, 
the mindset of being paid is man made, 
you live forever through how you made them feel, 
Cause the flesh can’t be saved. 
Well that’s how I justify these days. 
I never been the one to cause a scene, 
too much esteem, 
in a whip that’s squeaky clean, 
even the seats look green. 
Fuck do you mean. 
Look in my face and see pain in my eyes some of the time. 
Shoulda been hate if you learned the demise of some of my guys 
Learned be safe before we learned our goodbyes. 
What’s filling a safe when you tryna survive. 
Ain’t know about savings but knew say in situations that could help us save our lives. 
Every night I sleep all I hear sirens 
so much that now they just blend in with silence, 
assuming it’s not someone tryna survive the violence, 
assuming it’s not no one I that know that is dying. Then check my timeline or just get a call that reminds me,
that all the assuming that I was doing was actually lying. 
Thank God I ain’t over drinking too 
or over eating or over sleeping  
I’m over thinking too. 
I know what I did and I know what I said.
I almost died a million times ,
I ain’t God was gone take my homies instead. 
I pray happiness not a luxury. 
I pray for peace for all those who have love for me. 
I pray to not  to debate if today is the day i bring guns with me. 
Black plight, is another day, and every other day looking ugly. 
But I know happiness on the horizon. 
Bad days end at midnight. 
Even if you lose track of the timing. 
Even if the same days keep rewinding. 
I know happiness is on the horizon.

happyseptember. (rough) [produced by bLvvk]

Champagne Poetry (Freestyle)

Float Feat. Mamii

A beautiful combination of soul mixed with the latest club bangers currently circulating in South Africa.

A message to the world that brighter days are coming.

Through the pain and the struggles, we will make it with the music we love so much.

Soul Meets Groove- Black&White.Djs

Amifaku_Asibe Happy (Cover By BrandlinT)

Gold   (Prod. by Tha BeatFreakz)

luh song i made bout how i feel nshit..

Love yall #SmiHive 

prod by Phoelix 

Mastered @ Classick Studios in Chicago IL

art by Denita Turner

HOOK:
Float innis bitch 
Like a Parade 
Feelin Like 
Ghost I admit 
I’m onna James 
St Patrick’s day 
Da Tint match my safe 
Only See me when I sang 
Donny Outthaway 



VERSE 1:
Eyes stay low 
Like da night tied 
tell em I ain’t 
1942 fa stamina

Don’t chu dare 
Gimme does eyes
fuck up da whole vibe 

I don’t do energy leeches 
Niggas think u can’t do it 
Kuz dey can’t 
Faded  inna bleachers 

Driving down 
Bermuda Road 
Nigga Gas tank 
On Ether 

20 miles 
N hour creepin 
Kuz u know 
How Ferguson 
Police is 

Love my bish 
2 pieces 
I gave her a piece of me 
Hat onna fro 
Like Smeezy E 
Dis shit easy to me 
And Regionally 
Dey luv dis 
Country shit 
From Compton 
To middllee east 

I came thru the back door 
It is what it be 
Wasn’t none of this given to me 
I be thinking lot more bout the system I beat
Than bout what I did to a beat 



HOOK:
Float innis bitch 
Like a Parade 
Feelin Like 
Ghost I admit 
I’m onna James 
St Patrick’s day 
Da Tint match my safe 
Only See me when I sang 
Donny Outthaway 


VERSE 2:
All we do is break records 
Den break bread 
N get late breakfast 
Rise up like dem crossaint 
Butter luh baby up 
N den get right back 2 summoe funds 
(Hater) 
“Who is dat boy in dat truck 
Dat Window half cracked 
dem nappy naps 
Flap n da wind 
N why it look like my hoe wan jump up 
N why he lookin back wat Da fuck y’all frens”


Nigga it’s me yaaaa
Das 
S M Double E Z Y 
Use 2 keep a gram inna Levi’s 
Now it’s 30 grand stuffed 
N da L V tons 

My city came a long way from “ANDLE e.i”
20 years let’s now it’s “ANDLE Smi” now
And I got love for Mo das big bro 
He got love for me y’all
How long is he gone go 
I don’t know I guess til the beat stop
....and then we back 

Everybody wanna get on get known 
Talk about a fucking mental syndrome
Got me sitting back like nuh uh hell nah 
President look like Love & HIPHOP
Crocodile tears allegations up the wall
Fuck around vote shit fuck around don’t 
Working on a world where I can govern my own
Repeats****

Soul Meets Groove- Black&White.Djs

Billmani

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