Verse 1(Vir7ual)
So many black stars around. 
Wonder if its room for a black god in town. 
I didnt stutter you gotta clap back or back down. 
I aint dead yet so what now? Nigga what now 
Whats now is me. 
Don't think they'll ever see me destroyed. 
(Go hard) I was planning to my boy
Oh God what i plan to do, you couldn't fathom. 
Goddamn thats a lotta noise (aye) just how I like it 
I write shit. They go silent
Dirty kicks and white teeth. Had no stylist
But I smile and probably still get up inside her
Finding self in times where I cant help but cry. 
Help denied. 
Nigga Self advised
Hell born sell sword. Check the time 
I been on the clock since the ultrasound 
You could pound a fist or get downed
I found a clique
And grounded self
And bumped my shit til I was felt
One pull. Too high. Think light is melting
Said I was selfish? Nigga please
Friends go silent. Turn to enemies
In my dark times
Move alone. Finding peace in a dark sky
Rosegold coming soon in a long time (that dont make sense) 
They been gunning for power. I put in a couple hours fighting niggas for my spot
Put them boys in my place and they might fall
I can see in they face that the hype gone. 
Better pick up the pace. This race aint game to niggas. We aint riding in pipe karts
Yeah its shells in that bitch and they fly far. 
But they don't come in color variety 
Swear that my melanin make me feel super man
Get that strength from the sun like im super man
If you giving a fuck bout the shit that they talking, you already lost to a stupid man
Niggas seem like they off of they rocker the way that they popping. We all gotta do it man
Sending shots from a glock or a newer pen. 
Niggas dark but the art give a new defense. 
Let em off with a warning

Hook 2x
You should keep yo space
You should keep yo space
You should keep yo space
You should keep yo

Verse 2 (Mad Sadiq)
So many black stars around 
But way too many act hard
It’s a shame cause they really just lack heart
And that’s the main difference between a black star and wack, wait
Fuck handshakes and daps, bitch we don’t bang like that 
We don’t hang, we ain’t gang, in fact 
I see you lame ass dweebs tryna hop on the train 
Preached peace and unity, who bothered to praise 
They knocked on my name, fuck yall 
I’m colossally great 
A prophet, a wave 
Fueled by an unstoppable flame 
A treasure that’s better than, fuck a lot 
All of your favs, it’s levels to this shit nigga 
The ultimate uplifter of most 
Pro-Black cause the culture i attempt to promote 
Only match with the noble premonitions of ghosts 
How you pro-black, but won’t contribute anything to growth 
Truly want to see you win, if your pigment has the melanin 
And a nigga like me is getting to the ends
My wrist is on Ben Teneson 
DIQ is the one who be setting the trends 
So the influence is limitless
The team consistently putting out hits 
All of these tracks oh so menacing 
A menace on the microphone 
A chemist to the metronome 
A dentist when I’m with the hoes 
Incentive to the ones that know 
Nobody’s fucking with him 
I could catch a body to the rhythm 
That’s for any guy who think he spittin 
Shout out everybody that be listening 
To Mahdi, the Black Star
Unforgiven

Hook 2x
You should keep yo space
You should keep yo space
You should keep yo space
You should keep yo

Black Stars Ft. Mad Sadiq (Prod. by Wrona)

Verse 1 (Vir7ual)
Girl fucking with me is self love
Stand taller than facades these niggas held up or kept up
Dark nights I crept up
Saw lights and left
I got stories that hold more weight than punches thrown in bar fights
Yall niggas scars light
We are not the same
Harsh sights shaped me
Dark skies
Fought tart lies 
And caught eyes of a handful of dimes
Lost em all and found a dollar in disguise
I applaud it like they do when I grab mics
Niggas carry weight then turn to hashtags. Thats light
Typical day. Just a scribble in the middle of page
Simple to say that im the pinnacle so this what we say
Niggas toting guns. Im walking with my ink to be safe
They said im tripping? okay
I caught attention in less than a minute. Imagine 7. I'll still be sinning when God call me
If he exist. My tone giving me strength
They'll all kneel in the end cuz we all killing it
Pandora opened up the box so I fucked it
Now buildings flying and tumbling and alot more is coming 
Time is money. My speeches reduce a dollar to nothing
Add it up and tell em all what the sum is
I been ducked off waxing niggas with every verse that I put on wax
My candle scar em every interaction
Pennies to pay for passion
Empty pockets taught the differences between word and action 
Broke the promises I was too broke to stand with 
Delta flows. My punches landing and landing 
The only time that they not, when they over where you was standing. 
Bandages ripping quick
Can't keep playing like niggas is standing chances against me 
Chances are, you a lick 
How many does it take to reach the top of this shit?
I mean, im still counting 
Them bodies equal a mountain 
I've seen
Niggas doubtful of everything I'll amount to
And them niggas aint been breathing since I found em

Verse 2 (Ej!)
Killing a drink or hittin a Jay
Whatever get me to that frivolous state of mind
I watch my innocence fade with time
Diligence takes patience
Stimulants making all the time fly
Fly all the time I'm
Inescapable
Only on occasion will you catch my ass available
Stuck between the greatest you'll ever know, and replaceable
Placing all my problems inside of this blunt I'm facing
And smoke it away
Blow it away
I watch em all floating away
Don't cope with the pain
Really it's no need
Run me a play 
The funds in the bank
For weed
Plug got the dank
A small getaway
For Cheap
Upon arrival, I was chosen
Protected by the angels, targeted by the hopeless
Expansively creative, limited by my focus
20 before I noticed
Took some time to reflect, now I'm crafting my Magnum Opus
Told my family I'm rapping, they started laughing and joking
Until they really listened and now they ask how my show went
I spun out on the highway and drove away with door dent
I thought my time was finished
Closed my eyes and repented
Really I'm on a mission
I just needed God to show me
Been a minute since I felt sum
If you ain't never heard, nigga welcome
And if you ain't know, the sky is what I fell from

Calamity Ft. Elijah Amir (Prod. By Wonderlust Beats)

Hook
What does it take to beat the niggas you calling the greats? Okay okay
What does it take to beat the niggas you calling the greats? Okay okay
What does it take to beat the niggas you calling the greats? Okay okay
Okay okay
Nigga open yo mouth. Some big words but you mumble em out (okay okay)
Put yo faith in the crowd. They small now but they gon be devout (okay okay)
How you born in the south but hate grits? I cant figure that out (okay okay)

Verse
(Who in the fuck is you my nigga) Who in the fuck is you?
The gang is here. The bucks is blue (okay)
Enough is enough. Cuz truth be told, im sick of the bluff. I say I say
If it go or if it dont. Niggas aint finna leave with a plate
Sun bathing. You go outta the state?
I'm talking outta the states
Or time traveling like we not the same
Cooking these niggas but still sick of em like over easy
We in a pickle. I know the reason
Mental to riches. And riches to niggas sour cuz they knew me but wasn't speaking
How in the fuck am I tripping off power i haven't reached yet
Cuz the beach next after we sweat
Surely they suffering seeing me
Soup of syllables sell for a couple Gs
See em slithering. Staple him to my jeans
Give a fuck if niggas up
Hoping peace in the plan but I know wassup
Niggas greedy. Living standards going up 
If you see me? You didn't. Im giving penance, staying close where the pen is
So I dont ever have to go where the pen is
I hope that sentence raise a singular question. I meant it i meant it

Hook
What does it take to beat the niggas you calling the greats? Okay okay
What does it take to beat the niggas you calling the greats? Okay okay
What does it take to beat the niggas you calling the greats? Okay okay
Okay okay
Nigga open yo mouth. Some big words but you mumble em out (okay okay)
Put yo faith in the crowd. They small now but they gon be devout (okay okay)
How you born in the south but hate grits? I cant figure that out (okay like. Who in the fuck is you?)

Verse 2 (Nabas)
Burning out in the middle of
Dirty south nerdy nigga through word of mouth
I don't think we gon fit the description you
Thought about.. won't see me eating no 
Grits in the middle of waffle house I ain't 
Chasing no trick in a blouse looking for
Clout-- Soon as I figure out where the

Hoes at, then we out and about
No sweat niggas running they mouth about
Drip, red nose clowning around
Sick of you to think I'm sitting duck when I been
Sitting on about a gallon of talent I
Make em shiver just to think about it cold
Blooded reptiles sneaking around the
House, ready any minute to pounce

(Okay!)
We gon let em find out! 
This ain't a nigga that's messing around!
(No way!)
Bring a friend, gather round
Me and gang finna turn up the crowd
(Okay!)
Fuck what you heard about the
Kid way better than imagined
Can't believe it like I'm magic I could be
Mad, but now I'm really just asking
Hmmm

Hook
What does it take to beat the niggas you calling the greats? Okay okay
What does it take to beat the niggas you calling the greats? Okay okay
What does it take to beat the niggas you calling the greats? Okay okay
What does it take to beat the niggas you calling the greats? Okay okay
Okay okay
Nigga open yo mouth. Some big words but you mumble em out (okay okay)
Put yo faith in the crowd. They small now but they gon be devout (okay okay)
How you born in the south but hate grits? I cant figure that out (okay like. Who in the fuck is you?)

Okay Okay Ft. Nabas (Prod. by Rokkai and Kwma)

Im gone double up
Played my song in the bed while wrapping up
Told that bitch like “you ain’t heard enough”
Told that bitch like “you ain’t heard enough”
Preach for the boys with the bleach white eyes and the pitch black skin
We might die to be rich 
Tick tock it’s a timer reminding the kid life hits
I hit back like the wood I lit 
(No cap)
Tie dye with the rhymes I spit
(No cap)
Might die cuz the pen my blick
(No cap)
No time for the head I miss
(Broke back)
I lied and I meant that shit
My nigga
Bad timing. Bad timing
I pick the pussy off the list like I’m calling a hit
Black diamond on my finger and shit
Run it back. 
Im on bad timing and that pussy a black diamond in this shit
Killing the past. Im a mad scientist and Doc and Marty my duality bitch
Getting it fast ain’t as satisfying. That philosophy is why you missing the clit
Get rich quick turning to clicks
Clicks turning into slavery flicks
Bitch niggas getting big headed like they pride wouldn’t make an easier pick
Time told em and they dodging the hints
I told em and they call me a snitch
My scrotum isn’t big enough for all of y’all hoes to be on top of this shit
Why am I talking and shit

Im gone double up
Played my song in the bed while wrapping up
Told that bitch like “you ain’t heard enough”
Told that bitch like “you ain’t heard enough”
Told that bitch like huh huh
Told that bitch like huh huh
Told that bitch like huh huh
Told that bitch like huh huh

Double Up (ARE U HAPPY? Remix)

I dont stick around for the bullshit
I dont stick around for the bullshit
I dont stick around for the bullshit
I dont stick around for the bullshit
I dont stick around for the bullshit
I dont stick around for the bullshit
I dont stick around for the bullshit

I could put a pause on a lot shit
Niggas know I dont be fucking with alot of em
Real talk. Just dont got the tolerance 
Real talk. Just dont got the tolerance
Fuck yall. Ducked off from alot of shit

Hot take. Take breaks from a bad bitch
Whole face gon change to a savage
My space too gold to be sad. Too bad for the hoe. No holding me captive 
Low blows aint folding a captain
Blown smoke be slowing the thoughts
Only grabbing a trophy if its in my absence
"When you tryna tap in nigga?" No
"Psn with the lil niggas" No
"Got a homegirl outchea looking for a friend. If I send you gon chill with her?"
Not really but i know that im still hitting 
Still hittin but im still hidden 
Like. Well you will get it
Yall be draining a nigga of real feelings
I would stain em if I was a real villain
Matter fact, niggas know im a real villain
Gimme space or I might have to kill em
Gimme space or i might have to kill ‘em

Niggas know I dont be fucking with alot of em
Real talk. Just dont got the tolerance 
Real talk. just dont got the tolerance
Fuck yall
Pause on alot of shit
Niggas know I dont be fucking with alot of em 
Real talk. just dont got the tolerance
Real talk. Just dont got the tolerance
Fuck yall

(SYAH)

I ain’t fuckin’ with you niggas
Aw shit, Aw shit

I ain’t stickin’ with you niggas

I ain’t stickin’ with you niggas

One of those tragic days, ya staggered in habits
Baddest ways the absents of lavish
Still the acts displayed are plastic fake and rather dense in lack the sense
Act awake but crashed in mental
that’s when niggas hit you and ask
“Aye yo lemme get a verse dawg.”
End up being sad knowing how it works dawg
Man I’m just tryna rap, I ain’t tryna hurt y’all.
Motor boat a bad bitch when we first talk
But the sad shit, she ask if I’m tryna go far
Oh lord
Last thing a nigga need tryna Mozart in this rap shit
All my day is packed with is ashes and goyard rags and a bag full of bad trips
Sax Fifth my actions, I’m tapped in and acting on it I mean
Back to the pad, with sonnets my dreams is on it
My steez a portrait
Spit 3 16’s stun fiends like Steve Austin
Leave me be often, deemed to be the hardest out of this side
Syah’s off it
Time to park this ride, bitch

Velcro (Ft. Syah and Prod. By O Mori Nimbus)

You niggas don’t know me in the slightest
I refuse to be slighted
Slide past? and we sliding
Dime bags and weed flying through the air when we riding
Talk is cheap but my speeches breed diamonds
Peep
I could sell the white beneath these lines or move like Walter seed
Breaking locks and tossing keys
Stealing hearts with all the thieves
What you find beneath the mask depends on what you want from me
Finding time to breach the past to mold the future
constantly is haunting me
Cuz who gon take me where i wanna go outside of me?
The type of truth my eyes will see and start denying
If im slipping out the pocket then my niggas gon start guiding me
But taking that advice? Its every eye on me
Am I gon peep the game or keep dying?
Seen where cheating gets you in this life
Most don't ever pay the price till hell calling
Ringing every bell and all alarms 
Playing risky with the cards
Feeling tipsy with the flow
And feeling lifted on the bars
Please flip it in yo thoughts
Never think to flip me off
If you dont know me
Meet God and his homies 
Sleep often on me? I make sure you keep going
Don’t ever ask V where he going

It goes on and on and on 
(HI’s and Bye’s through the times and nigga learned to never ask why)
It goes on and on and on 
(HI’s and Bye’s through the times and nigga learned to never ask why)
It goes on and on and on 
(HI’s and Bye’s through the times and nigga learned to never ask why)
It goes on and on and on 
(HI’s and Bye’s through the times and nigga learned to never ask why)

Hi! (Prod. By JMC)

Niggas aint built like me fasho
Nigga I know what I want and know what I need and know how to reach it hoe
Paying the price of peace fasho
My steez why ima eat with the bros
Heavy on sharing the feast
Fighting me is like comparing Lil B to Hov
Love both, just needed the points to meet
In this cursed speech for the hoes
And all my niggas. Say the wrong word? Bring the hearse. We digging up holes
You aint know it before? You gon learn how it go
You aint know it before? You gon learn how it go fasho
"How you with the hoes but don't get no pussy?" I dont honestly know fasho
Im leveling up and dropping it down, she loving the flows fasho
She loving the flows and making em too. Im drowning in gold ya know? (Ya know?)
Ya know? (Ya know?)
If ya know ya know
Ten toes in the face of my foes
Face gone if we hooking cuz I dont be doing nothing to nobody at all
Why you wanna pick a real nigga off?
Pick fro, feel like pick of the litter
But only going if the litter involved
Im letting it go

Fasho! (Prod. By Rokkai)

4 M's in my account for every moment I- Aye

Said I would take a break then broke cuz im too far away
Brighter and broader days phasing inside and out my brain
Talk to self like protégés 
"Consume yo paper like the goats, avoid the hall of fame
Greed will snatch you up while on a stroll"
Went from honor roll, to asking if niggas know how to roll,
To rolling out when its drama so a coffin not as close
I miss bubblegum in a dish, and phobias round the smoke
Now a normal day is god calling niggas home
Dnd. A broken phone or sum
My shattered thoughts are quite reflective of the heart thats on my sleeve
I try to breathe, its like my throat is closed or sum
The promise in my future isn't close enough for comfort 
My niggas tell me im lying. I swear that they notice sum
Trust frail as a lotus
everyone fail to notice
My dreams holding me captive
I'm in perpetual motion til sleep is mentioned, in fact,
Taking any kinda break, feel like im dying in this chapter. Im on go

Money makes music, and the music makes magic and the magic makes money. I need
4 M's in my account for every moment I speak
Stop fuckin playing with me
Stop fuckin playing with me
My art, my pain, too close 
Don't tell me where to go
It aint my fault my heart is closed

How do I catch back up to and surpass everything I been running from
Love is love but it don’t come with trust
Struggles rough and time done turned blood
You lose enough, and you done
Moving for nothing is suicidal as fuck. Watchu on?
Calling the bluff when they saying to call for help through the storm
Called and it rung til the power in me reducing its form
Reform the way I approach it
Everyone on go for a reason and feeling hopeless

(Rokkai)

Fork in the road at four years old
The last time home in order
was 9 holding the fort at 10 S.W.AT. coming through my door
Dope my profession now they thought we slanging it before 
My folks don’t notice torment on my mind cuz of what they endured 
From a long line of pain of course that’s why this topic coarse 
Survival mode is fitting there’s no choice you work it out I know
My Fortitude doubled at 12 when I held that 12 gauge
Dodging 12 at 13 I got the memo at 14 
10-4! goin forward there shouldn’t be a need to inform niggas dnd that’s a warning to leave me be 
Y’all performative as fuck
I put my soul in this for the love 
Heart break is the norm for me it’s harder to trust 
Oh well 
This shìt gon stop when it’s cold as hell
And the fire gon feel like hail
And the blind can see without braille 
We still breaking bread 
I’ll bring the clique up like cursors before my niggas in hearses 
Need 4ms for the fam so we straight 4L

Money makes music, and the music makes magic and the magic makes money. I need
4 M's in my account for every moment I speak
Stop fuckin playing with me
Stop fuckin playing with me
My art, my pain, too close 
Don't tell me where to go
It aint my fault my heart is closed

Stop fuckin playin with me !
Stop fuckin playin with me !

4 M’s (Ft. Rokkai and Prod. By Stoic)

They said they want payback then say less
I ain’t giving out price tags. Ain’t gotta pay less
Mark downs for free. My dreams scratching y’all face ass faces
You match me? Or we match and you can’t breathe 
The line the sand seen
The grand scheme don’t offer a plan b
We headstrong into the thick of it
Strong arming all the bullshit that’s in the mist
Too confident to bitch 
All niggas on my list won’t know it til they hit
Toe jewelry manifested out the notebook
Cold looks and broke faces
No hooks. We punch straight 
Remote locations with bros, hoes and blunt spray,
Let me know that my love safe
My tongue prayed to
The religion’s not sacred
Divine feminine and trouble minds faithful
Done it time and time again. Triple-double type 
statements 
Who is my baby if it’s not the mic?
Baby you don’t know what I’m saying? 
I don’t know what I’m saying
Mind gaming til the blind find placement
Double decker rhymes. Meat grinder inspiration
Keep a head of lies for the niggas picking brains
All the rest is from the heart. If I ever die, save it

Viktor Vaughn Verbage (Ft. egoseed)

Niggas aint built like me fasho
Nigga I know what I want and know what I need and know how to reach it hoe
Paying the price of peace fasho
My steez why ima eat with the bros
Heavy on sharing the feast
Fighting me is like comparing Little b to Hov
Love both, just needed the points to meet
In this cursed speech for the hoes
And all my niggas. Say the wrong word? Bring the hearse. We digging up holes
You aint know it before? You gon learn how it go
You aint know it before? You gon learn how it go fasho
"How you with the hoes but don't get know pussy?" I dont honestly know fasho
Leveling up and dropping down, she loving the flows fasho
She loving the flows and making em too. Im drowning in gold ya know? (Ya know?)
Ya know? (Ya know?)
If ya know ya know
Ten toes in the face of my foes
Face gone if we hooking cuz I dont be doing nothing to nobody at all
Why you wanna pick a real nigga off?
Pick fro, feel like pick of the litter
But only going if the litter involved

Fasho! (Gone Fishing Version)

In Honor of the First day of the 7th month during the year of the 7 🖤. A Mental health update

Pessimism’s bestfriend peaking in
To say wassup and let ‘em know what weakness is
Feasting on oxygen for the weekend. I should dream a bit
Leaking my pride into my strife to see what we can get
Bleed a bit to breathe bit
Breathe a bit to, fuck
I need reciprocation
I want these niggas to know my name cuz they studied statements
I need these women to know they pussy won’t save a placement
I wanna fire off
I need to practice safety
Timing been off. Clock and my compass been seeming janky
I step to this in pain to find the effort to truly change shit
Cuz who gon save him?
But who gon stop him and who can tame him
And who can blame him?
I know it’s lots to say when specialized in observations
Too many folks I know observing me with empty statements
“Hey it’s gang shit”
“Hey be careful who you keeping close”
“You and me? We seeking goals”
“If they never show then let me know and I’ll come heat the cold”
Dawg. Yo speech stale. I can peep the mold
Who knowing me like I know them fasho?
Every flower has its stems and trying hard to fight the weeds
My petals wilting in the sun. I need new seeds to grow
I need some higher goals in sight and strength to reach em bro
I screamed for help and no one heard a sound til I was peaking over
Well now I’m peaking over
If that’s over heads, I pray you never see me floating
Cadence still consistent cuz I hate emotions bleeding over
Let’s hope I beat em
Sunshine with bees or worlds of halos and demons
What a day to see em

Mental Check (What A Day Remix)

I don’t need no-
I don’t need no input 
I don’t need no-
I don’t need no input 
I don’t need no-
I don’t need no input 
I don’t need no-
I don’t need no input 
I don’t need no-


Words from a nigga who stuck where I’m standing 
Shit ain’t always gonna go how you planned it
Fucking with me, you might fuck with the canon
Thats damage 
Sum to see if it’s me and a canvas
Blood on my sleeve. If you know me, I’ll manage
I’m feeling frantic
Tucking my fear in my back pocket, it was overshadowing my hopes
Sick of battling with ghosts of past and wondering where Ima go
Pause. Smoke. 
Freeze frame on the woes
Fast forward to the cheesecake cuz the tummy aches getting old
It’s was bummy days with the bros that taught me the true value of a dollar bill
Watching you niggas be hoes just taught me that if you shooting then you gotta kill
I could drop this shit and pick it back up and earn or be outta mill
Rather be placing that bet on myself than investing in niggas who not as skilled 
I ain’t gon say that I got it, I know that it’s outta my hands
Like respect from my idols, and bands
How do you make all the idle advance?
Shit if I know
was following maps of roads and tracks in hopes of getting to all of my goals
Ended up more lost than I would’ve been simply living and letting shit go
No

I don’t need no input 
I don’t need no-
I don’t need no input 
I don’t need no-
I don’t need no input 
I don’t need no-
I don’t need no input 
I don’t need no-

Shout out my hometown heroes
Making sum shake and shit
Niggas counting zeroes, I had zero in the bank and shit
This shit what you make it. Keep on chasing through the lows
It’s a million different roads. Hit the gas eyes closed whoa

Input ! (prod. by AMARAH)

A love song.
Prod. By Msnwav
Background vocals from Deshawn Visionz and Sarai Esther

what a beauty…

Holding my breath with my head above water
Swimming to shore
But I'm not even sure
So far from there, should I comfort my truth?
That I'm lost at sea and I don't have a clue?
But that's what they say
That's just how life goes
That one day you'll figure it out
Well is that day close?
Close, Close, Close

I won't get caught up in this dream I been chasing
I won't get complacent I won't
Don't know how I live in this world I been facing
I just gotta make it back home

Wake Up
Wake Up
Wake Up
Wake Up

1 - Dream (intro) w/ Saraí Esther, Smiles, and MOON.  (Prod. By Smiles)

I been fighting
I need freedom
I been crying
I don't know
I been grinding
I been bleeding
Need more time and
I need more

I been fighting
I need freedom
I been crying
I don't know
I been grinding
I been bleeding
Need more time and
I need more

I need more (more)
I need more (more)
I need more (more)
I need more (more)

Aye, Uh
Mortal I'm more ambitious
Fore my morals get more malicious I need more
Fighting for fortune and freedom. I would say I'm tortured but niggas be bleeding for more
Hold up
Nigga slow up the tempo for what?
Niggas ain't in my mentions enough and my check make me feel like they setting me up
I chilling 'til bill's dead
Uma Thurman mentality
Fucked me over but ain't trying to battle me?
Aim high if he making a salary
Take lives, make a check out a casuality
Can't lie, had my moments of watching the paint dry to no effect
Probably labeled it as catching my breath
More accountable and more to accept
More devout, I needed faith in myself
More devoured, T.D. Jakes in the bed
More to power through to pay off my debts
More I'm grounded in
Morbid ending if I can't get out of it
More determined mortal man with immortal dreams
If its more to attain and my tank empty, best believe I'll be doing way more to breathe
You surviving or are you alive?
Niggas act like they living to die when all that they seek is put on the line
If shit looking bleak, no coming outside I see it
Peep the number of lies when niggas say "we dividing the pie"
Peaking inside self
Its a cold world, how do I help
Keep the fam warm, only eyeing wealth?

I been fighting
I need freedom
I been crying
I don't know
I been grinding
I been bleeding
Need more time and
I need more

I need more (more)
I need more (more)
I need more (more)
I need more

2 - More... w/additional vocals from Saraí Esther (Prod. by Mulade)

I don't need no
I don't need no input
I don't need no
I don't need no input
I don't need no
I don't need no input
I don't need no
I don't need no input
I don't need no

Okay I don't need no words from a nigga who stuck where I'm standing
Shit ain't always gonna go how you planned it
Fucking with me, you might fuck with the canon
Damn
That's damage
Sum to see if it's me and a canvas
Blood on my sleeve. If you know me, I'll manage
I'm feeling frantic
Tucking my fear in my back pocket, it was overshadowing my hopes
Sick of battling with ghosts of past and wondering where Ima go
Pause, smoke
Freeze frame on the woes
Fast forward to the cheesecake cuz tummy aches getting old
It was bummy days with the bros that taught me the true value of a dollar bill
Watching you niggas be hoes just taught me that if you shooting then you gotta kill
I could drop this shit and pick it back up and earn or be out a mill
Rather be placing that bet on myself than investing in niggas who not as skilled
I ain't gon say that I got it, I know that it's out of my hands
Like respect from my idols, and bands
How do you make all the idle advance?
Shit if I know
Was following maps and roads
And tracks in hopes
Of getting to all of my goals
Ended up more lost than I would've been simply living and letting shit go
No

I don't need no input
I don't need no
I don't need no input
I don't need no
I don't need no input
I don't need no
I don't need no input

Shout out to my hometown heroes
Making something shake and shit
Niggas counting zeroes, I had zero in the bank and shit
This shit what you make it. Keep on chasing through the lows
It's a million different roads
Hit the gas eyes closed whoa

To keep it short and simple
I don't need your advice nigga
That's the end of the song

3 - Input ! (prod. by AMARAH)

Fear and progress, peas in a pod
You niggas needed a god to move, I just needed to start
Had to maneuver the clock different
The way time flying, it's seeming like Pops missing
Niggas get popped daily, it's making me talk different
Like ain't no more probably, I died if I'm not winning

I'm living where beer swallowed
Instead of hard pills whenever she feel hollow
The lower the day determine how high I go
Whether it's blunt wraps or Super Saiyan rules followed
I know Ima have them stormy nights
Working on independence, still searching for more advice
A gory mind
Real nigga shit? I'm still ignorant
I was only 5 seeing war waged in my home
I was only 9 feeling more pain for my growth
I was looking high, prayed the lord came to console
14, more came from my dome
More statements, more flavor
More anger, more hatred, more changes
Struggling to keep up, my knees high, my core flaming
I seen a torch blazing inside
Failing at trying to find a way I could escape from my mind
Praying I died
Blessed to say that I'm out of that state of mind
Low points too often to quit trying
But when you need a second and they telling you quit crying
You either quit crying or blow up and hit eyes
I was in limbo
Swaying between options, environments
All that laughing and smiling seem to come and it go
I struggled to feel something. I was running from home
Trying to see if real love was still something they sold
And I found it
Okay I was young but you niggas get what I'm saying bout it
Seeing some sort of balance in life during my down days
Really made me power through strife. I truly found rays
Beaming down, was drowning in light and playing with sound waves
Frowns faded, couldn't grow myself without pain
Without loss, without anxiety surrounding
You got to live in your sadness to truly find a way out it

Fear and progress, peas in a pod
You niggas needed a god to move, I just needed to start
Had to maneuver the clock different
The way time flying, it's seeming like Pops missing
Niggas get popped daily, it's making me talk different
Like ain't no more probably, I died if I'm not winning
I'm living where fear swallowed
Cuz if you living fearless, its probably really not growth
Hitting rock bottom to get the fuck out the pothole
I made it
Yeah nigga I made it
Drop
I need to go the fuck to sleep

4 - Fear and Progress (Prod By Mulade)

The sun shines so bright from time to time
Check, look

Give me my roses while I'm alive and cherry blossoms when I die
A lotus through all the grime when all them roaches used to fly
Phobia potent, but fear ain't stopping the grind
Been lowkey over it. Circle around my foes, we playing ring around the rosie
They all falling in time
They asking what I despise?
Niggas who step on a dream before seeing signs
Niggas who pray for the cream and then never try
My beam is seeking em out
They just started planting my seeds and you dug em out?
Photosynthesizing my demons
Nutrients needed
Water been a constant. Don't know what these niggas is drinking
But I can peep they roots getting eaten
Weeds grabbing on my feet
Leech sapping energy
Manhandling the beat
Just to keep from tapping before I'm peeping the end of the road
Little flower puffing gas
His enemies rolled
Sun getting devoured by all of the smoke

Eenie miney moe. Somebody gone have to go
And it ain't me so I'm wondering who you chose
Flower bed is full of weeds. Stay peeping them on the low
Break soil if you stuck in a hole
Eenie miney moe. Somebody gone have to go
And it ain't me so I'm wondering who you chose
Flower bed is full of weeds. Stay peeping them on the low
Break soil if you stuck in a hole
Goodnight, sweet dreams

5 - Hidden Lotus Interlude (Prod. By O Mori Nimbus)

It's, it's so crazy
What did I tell you?
Anybody I sat across from, caught scoffing at a nigga could tell you
I was raising hell with the bars. Big thoughts. Way more I had to sell you
But didn't a lil nigga tell you?
Pieced it together and put it out
Peeping perception and peoples doubts
Pleasing people put a pause on my progress to the peak
Pup looking like a big dawg cuz I put paws on whatever I seen
I pitched far
Praying to piss in a pot before I'm deceased
I picked off anybody who played parts for a part of the profit we see
Talking like present is past cuz pops told to me to put out what I want it to be
Predators preying on all of the meek
Pop if you gotta and hop out the scene
Personal preference is dodging a problem but fuck with my partner, the preferences leave
Otherwise we be pushing for peace
So why the fuck you want a problem with me, my nigga?

I got what I want, I got what I need, know what Ima be
I got what I want, I got what I need, know what Ima be
I got what I want, I got what I need, know what Ima be
I got what I want, I got what I need, know what Ima be
I got what I want, I got what I need, know what Ima be
I got what I want, I got what I need, know what Ima be
I got what I want, I got what I need, know what Ima be
I got what I want, I got what I need

I got what a nigga need
I been going through it, struggling to see it
What these boundaries gone bring me in the end
13, lost innocence
Since then been lost in a sense, Bronson I spent
Years with these tears
Peers know I been hopping the fence
Gotta let go
But the old me too special
And the love way too special
And the touch way too special and thats exactly what a nigga want
I don't really wanna change
Comfortable
Make a nigga feel good
That ain't what a nigga need, gotta work, gotta go heal me
Gotta feel the real me, gotta plant seeds, gotta feel breeze
16, couldn't breathe. 23, a nigga just want peace
24, I want a Rolls Royce with my homeboy just please
In the way of my blessings, Ima sidestep like Stephen
In the way of my blessings and I won't stick around for the bullshit
Virtual on the phone, yeah I got a verse nigga please use it
Lord use me
It's what a nigga need
It's what a nigga need

I got what I want, I know what I need, know what Ima bring
I got what I want, I know what I need my guy, Yeah
I got what I want, I know what I need, know what Ima bring
I got what I want, I know what I need Bron, Yeah
I got what I want, I know what I need, know what Ima bring
I got what I want, I know what I need my guy, Yeah
What do I need? (What do I need)
What do I need? (What do I need)

It's a lesson for sure
Perhaps you missed the point
I'll be proud to push it further
These words was meant to hurt ya as much as this Earth was meant to work ya
Given circa of course
We grow more nerve to observe the nerve we never learn from, that's the circle
Man be damned to grasp the worth of
In any land, I look to stars and find inertia cuz my dreams can never be too close to skip the part I work for it
LAKES said the art in the tunnel you run to gone be the start of the shovel that dirt ya
It's something dark
And when it clicks it'll leave a mark
And spread
Too sincerely, from the cursor
From the cursor

6 - Didn't I tell You w/Israel Jones and Spoken Word by Syah (prod Msnwav)

So I was having this talk with this girl you know
She be picking my brain about shit
She know I be doing the music shit but she was asking me for real for real like

Damn what you trying to be nigga?
Im a broke boy No joke no wordplay
So I'm doing head shots for the low
Bed rock cause she hopeful they pay for a verse
Say fuck what a bird say
Few chirps still crows for the dead beats
Drive through get a hearse for the dark day
6 feet every bond with a dead beat
Treat a nigga like minced meat chopped liver
Yeah I got niggas Like I got niggas
Pop pop for the hoes and the good times
Drive by for the lows and a life sentence
I'm a nigga on 0 for the whole fight
Dough for a whole night
Stretched to a whole year
Stressed over goals like
Best come best we be next in a month
Worst case most die chasing spot lights
Lightspeed be hard to catch up to
My needs be making the jog light
My speech be cursed if I want like
Stop time on a dime get applause crowd start heading home ain't a damn minute lost I'm
Near godlike
Still fearful and wonder what god like
Pride high but I'm not blind
Mile high give a warped mind
Tip top of the world when she drop cause she all mine
All lies little nigga all lies
Call time when it's love in her eyes cause I been down the road and I crashed hella times
Far cry from a man made of gold but the goal still close It's alive in my mind
Bars fly over head to the goal so I push how I feel to the front til I die

Smiling in they face
Living a facade no idea what to say
Everybody far who the closest in yo gang?
Keep it short thats why I'm saying
I don't deal with pain well
Bloody when his chain fell
Running niggas pockets for my spot
I don't deal with pain well
Bloody when his chain fell
Running niggas pockets for my spot

Peace to the gods that I killed way up
Most talk isn't cheap they just play hide and seek in the lines Gotta read to be safe
Love comes in a week just wait and you see
Slide out of pain seeking love from the streets
My pops knocked that outta me
Taught love hella young
How the fuck to receive?
Seen niggas only semblance of hugs be a hand on a gun and a trigger to squeeze
And I'm talking bout ptsd
Who the fuck am I?
Niggas drowning I'm dreaming for oxygen
Now the sound when I speak is me popping them
Now the crown I needed is on top and the blood on my sleeve has been seeming more opulent
Who can see me? I dare you to talk to him

7 - i dont deal with pain well… (Prod Omori Nimbus)

And now
A message from Nabas

Photo op, step up top
We been locked in the spot
With the squad, that's on MOB
Renaissance
I keep catching people staring, I be checking for applause
They too pussy, they ain't made for this
They moving round with frauds
All these hoes been looking dangerous
But trust me when I drop
They gone pose for photo OP
They gone pose for photo OP
They gone pose for photo OP

Niggas taking up my space they butt
Niggas all in my face like what?
I ain't going
I'm fixing the brakes on these niggas, they trolling
Embracing the smoke, I been way too avoidant
I'm coming at throats damn it
I'll choke slam a pussy nigga just for even stepping to me, I'm reckless
Burning O's in J's like breakfast
Nigga we riding round with that pressure
Two hoes in the back they breathless
Hating on me drilling holes in the back of my neck, they too invested
I peep you niggas be counting me out, that's cool I carry vendettas
Next time you niggas claim top spot best then drop mid pack, I'm pressing
See personally me it couldn't be, I'll kick niggas out of my session
You tight right now, Ima need you to stand up right now pose for the camera (pose)
Pose for the camera (pose)
Pose for the camera (sway)
Pose for the camera
I know you upset quit scrunching yo forehead up just pose for the camera
Hold yo right hand up say present I'm taking head counts 'fore I wind my hand up

Okay go
Photo op, step up top
We been locked in the spot
With the squad, that's on MOB
Renaissance
I keep catching people staring, I be checking for applause
They too pussy, they ain't made for this
They moving round with frauds
All these hoes been looking dangerous
But trust me when I drop
They gone pose for photo op
They gone pose for photo op
They gone pose for photo op
They gone pose for photo op op op

8 - Photo Op Interlude w/'Nabas (Prod. By ‘Nabas)

Aye
What I say?
I don't want no bitch ass niggas in my place
Get the fuck up out my face
Aye
My nigga Bishop be outta body
My boy Elijah he ain't no hoe
My boy Alex making movies bout us
Nabas quiet but he silent and deadly
You niggas stink and you loud about it
Too many brothers and too many problems for you and yo niggas to get to dodging
I got a-
I got a problem with talking bout it
Doesn't mean I couldn't be about it
Just got a habit of fantasizing
Give a nigga a reason to go psychotic
I been begging em
Like my bitch be begging me
All I need is a kiss and I'm getting deep in it
Wait I ain't fucking if she can't make me think
I ain't bluffing if I told you to link
I ain't running with no niggas who ass but I'm on trash if you fucking with me
Coach Cool got us icy in sync
Old school caught a vibe in Capri
Pro Tools looking scary as fuck
But none of you niggas is scary to me
Listen and peep like

Aye
What I say?
I don't want no bitch ass niggas in my place
Get the fuck up out my face face face face face
Get the fuck up out my face face face face face
Get the fuck up out my-
Aye
What I say?
I don't want no bitch ass niggas in my place
Get the fuck up out my face face face face face
Get the fuck up out my face face face face face
Get the fuck up out my face

Nigga
You know what the fuck time it is nigga shut the fuck up and get the fuck down
And lay the fuck down
It's virtual with a motherfucking 7 in this bitch
You know it's NO BAN shit
That's no bitch ass niggas
It's 602 the cast and crew shit
Nigga its motherfucking Deshawn Visionz it's motherfucking Smiles
It's time
I ain't got time to deal with no shit like this man
Aye Aye
Man start the
Man get the next track going nigga
Y-you spitting right now
Get that next track going nigga
W-We got
We got this money to make

9 - What I Say?! w/Lootenit Winit (Prod. By Siah Rain’n)

Find A Way !

My entry for the Black Balloons Challenge
hope yall fw it. thanks in advance for the love 

Verse
Too tough. My enemies bruised up. 
My sentences absolute. I'm making the rules up as I go. 
I'm under pressure. The tension is too tough on my soul. 
Too tough my nigga. Just too tough. 
Niggas pointing fingers like I been making the truth up like. How you do that shit?
I'm dumbfounded
Think they got me cornered cuz I been showing em one talent. 
I lost my balance by choice. 
Broke that boundary and took that L to challenge my force
Force feed em brain food. 
Babygirl ask me what that brain do. 
I told her it writes poems and scares all them angels. 
It comes with the pain dude. You niggas is lame. Who do you blame?
A dog will wake up in an instant for a bite of yo shit. 
That's how I know you niggas bitches.
Quiet as shit. Until that opening's presented. 
Wild and unruly as soon as niggas start proving what they was spitting
Literal definition of speaking into existence. 
My peak's in the distance. 
And running distance at that. 
My people are with me. With fists raised and a mask. 
Those pics taken are facts. 
This history on the map nigga. 
And don't act like ya history isn't black. A mystery how you stand behind shit that you know is cap 
My pitchfork's in the skies. 
Oh you aint get it? I said that my pitchfork's in disguise
As my pen, paper and mic
My pitches in cloud nine. 
My bitches are nonexistent but they still fuck me different. 
My pride was never blinding. 
Cuz it used to not exist at all.
This is what niggas call, growth
That painting slightly tilted on that distant wall
Hopes and desires given form if all my niggas fall, 
I promise ima get em all
I'm livid over that bullshit
(You livid for what?)
I'm living over that bullshit. 
My scheme is in full swing
We killing the cool kids. 
My head's in the right place. 
My heart isn't full yet. 
My heart isn't full. 
My arcana's the fool 
You know what it do

Outro
Had to say it again 
for foes friends 
And hoes to no end
we wrote til broke pens

Black Balloons Reprise remix

Ft my boi @Armani !
Produced and Mixed By @SOL
Artwork By @egoseed!

Had to say it again for foes friends and hoes to no end. We wrote til broke pens...

Verse
Speaking the truth
But speaking to who? 
Soon as I sneak in the booth
Niggas start bleeding in groups
Peeping deceitful movements from niggas I keep in the troupe. 
Maybe we just Even Stevens like Donnie and Lou
Still dreaming even after we seeing it through
No sleeping. 
Paradoxes keep me breathing on some real shit 
Lately I been on my drill shit
Yellow suit. Katanas kill Bill shit
I'm holding a torch. 
Candle light keep em stiff when they roaming the course
Hoarse voice make they shirt sweat Doris of course
Dark nights hit different when the soundtrack done by yours truly. Kinda morbid of course.
I'm over heads. 
Like taking strolls through that cemetery. 
I'm over heads like when the sniper acting hella scary. 
Over head like I still aint nut for an hour. Dedicated but this bitch gon have to catch a ferry 
Back and forth between sanity and my favorite thoughts. 
Back and forth between vanity as I'm aging
My granny brought out my hatred
Daddy taught me to face it
Momma made me feel like nobody had been adjacent
All facts begin as statements
They jaw locked and I ain't even hit they face yet
Middle man's coverture takes the shots that they ain't miss. 
Truly blessed but my faith isnt there
I can't say that I care
Throwing change in the air 
If it was written im sure that i went against it
Fuck fate. I know if I make its cuz I did it
Aint giving credit to an undeserving nigga
My whole grip on the gun different 
Fuck it I'm done with it
Tommy Hilfiger. Tommy kill niggas. Tommy will leave em with real stitches 
Forgive him. That's just all he knows. 
All they taught him since a snotty nose
Younging. 
I know all these hoes bluffing. 
I aint worried. 
Fuck what a hater say
Y'all niggas made of clay
Taking niggas back to the roots like a maiden name
In the blue car remember mama always playin ye 
Fast forward now I hit em with them fade away shots. 
Go take a life then I dip off. 
Kinda like when I be dropping dick off
I pick off
Write myself some letters while kissing yo girl goodnight.
But outta the sacred seven, my pride is my favorite vice
.

Vir7ual

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