🌙 Midnight Confessions

Midnight Confessions is a smooth and soulful ode to the golden era of 90s R&B. ✨ With velvet grooves, lush harmonies, and late-night atmospheres, the album captures the essence of whispered secrets and heartfelt emotions under city lights.

Every track carries that signature blend of sultry vocals, slow-burn beats, and warm production, evoking the intimacy of a quiet night when emotions feel strongest. From passionate ballads to silky, groove-driven cuts, Midnight Confessions is designed for moments of reflection, romance, and connection. 💜

Velvet Nights

ALL NIGHT WINE — the soundtrack to passion.

ALL NIGHT WINE.mp3

Proverbs 16

Ruth 3

417hz

The Panty Droppa, Volume 2 is a bold soundtrack of intimacy, play, and slow-burning fire. Each track is designed to pull you deeper into the mood, blending raw energy with sultry groove.

The night opens with “Sweetness (Intro)”, a soft tease that sets the vibe with warmth and anticipation. From there, “Panty Game” flips the energy into playful seduction, where lace and temptation take center stage. “The Mission” follows, detailed and thorough, exploring intimacy like an obsession, steady and relentless. With “Hurry Slowly”, the tempo shifts into a lesson in restraint—drawing out every moment until the tension becomes irresistible. “Hittin’ It from the Back” then explodes with raw, unfiltered passion, moving the body and the spirit in equal measure. The experience closes with “Sweetness (Outro)”, bringing the night full circle, leaving only the afterglow and a craving for more. --- Can't forget that foot fetish! 

The Panty Droppa, Volume 2 isn’t just an album—it’s a journey. Playful, sensual, and unapologetically intimate, it’s the kind of soundtrack that takes the night exactly where you want it to go.

Foot Fetish

Scars Still Prove is a mid-tempo soul ballad that lingers in the fragile space between endings and beginnings. Built on a steady, swaying groove, the track carries a bittersweet weight—melancholic but never collapsing under it. The female vocalist sings with a raw honesty, her tone husky and textured, heavy with memory in the verses and opening into bittersweet strength in the chorus. The song’s heart is its vulnerability: the fear that every step toward love might lead back to hurt. The production is analog-warm, with subtle layers that wrap around her voice like smoke, intimate but unpolished enough to feel lived-in. Lyrically, it balances confession with resilience, suggesting that the marks of the past don’t just wound—they testify to survival. Scars Still Prove is soul at its most human, refusing to hide the ache while daring to imagine a future past it

Scars Still Prove

What Defines You

Intro Star

Yeah… 
Been quiet so long I forgot how loud my mind gets 
Every thought’s a sermon, every breath—confess

Learning how to live with the noise inside 
How to stand my ground when my hands wanna hide 
How to sit in a room that won’t stop spinning 
Tell myself “it’s okay” and actually mean it 
Healing ain’t peace, it’s collision 
It’s finding calm without permission 
It’s losing what I thought I’d be 
And still saying—this is me

I been learning how to sit still, not quit 
Learning I can rest and still exist 
Took my solitude and called it school 
Turned my pain into something useful 
I don’t need applause to feel alive 
Just truth that cuts but doesn’t divide 
Yeah, I’ve been breaking, but not in vain 
Every scar I got’s a teacher by name

This body been through war I didn’t choose 
Every flare a memory I can’t refuse 
Some days I fight, some days I fold 
But I keep waking up—that’s gold 
Used to think moving proved I was fine 
Now I know stillness saves my spine 
It’s not surrender, it’s survival 
A quiet kind of revival

This ain’t isolation, it’s refinement 
Pressure been carving out alignment 
I stopped begging the storm to stop 
Now I breathe until the thunder drops

I been learning how to sit still, not quit 
Learning I can rest and still exist 
Took my solitude and called it school 
Turned my pain into something usable 
I don’t need applause to feel alive 
Just truth that cuts but doesn’t divide 
Yeah, I’ve been breaking, but not in vain 
Every scar I got’s a teacher by name

If this is what survival sounds like 
Then let the quiet hold the mic 
Yeah… I’m still listening.
I'm still listening...

I been learning how to sit still, not quit  
Learning I can rest and still exist  
Took my solitude and called it school  
Turned my pain into something usable  
I don’t need applause to feel alive  
Just truth that cuts but doesn’t divide  
Yeah, I’ve been breaking, but not in vain  
Every scar I got’s a teacher by name  


Still, Not Quiet

A song about a breakup that coincides with the unraveling of everything else in a person’s life, culminating in being thrown out.

Ruth 3

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