Lyrics ... Playful, cheeky, female vocalled pop/hip hop with synthy trap beats.
Wake up in the morning Money coming for me Other chicks is boring Money coming for me Pedal to the floor and Money coming for me Money falling on me Money and more money Money and more money (falling from the sky) 2xWake up in the morning Other chicks is boring Pedal to the floor and Money on my mindHey Ty Dollar If you see him Tell him I said holla Cuz the dollar sign is my… I’m twerk, twerk, twerking all these Franklins, I’m a scholar I’ve been working for it I’ve been grinding for it No one else done done it I got it cuz I want it I am the queen and the champion like Like Freddy Mercury… Forever I want it and I ain’t giving it up I work my hands to the bone and now I’m living it up I’m going dumb in the club My friends, we don’t give a hug We work to hard to get her The type to even it up No We in the sky with grills Gold in the teeth We do it for the thrills Sexy and we trill We never let you buss Unless you are a boss With a BE and MERTell Drizzy beep me 911 No emergency, Girls just Wanna have fun I’m swimming in a pool with 50/50’s and a sun He can get it with me and we can get it filthy I hustle like the King out the jungle So if you wanna tussle, come hard or pull a muscle This everything I wanted in my dreams That G Wag Benz, That French pair seen Hair down my back Booty up high I bench and I cut They wanna tell me why They misunderstood I said I do or I die In these streets when the lights come alive in the night like We in the sky with grills Gold in the teeth We do it for the thrills Sexy and we trill We never let you buss Unless you are a boss With a BE and MER
Lyrics ... Synths and skittery, percussive trappy beats. Male emcee with swagger ...Synths and skittery, percussive trappy beats. Male emcee with swagger on the verses with nice build to female chorus/hook. Dynamic arrangement. Breakdowns and builds
Tell the DJ to play my hit Guaranteed you ain’t heard nothing like this You see me with a bottle then you better know it’s on Turnt up Standing on couches all night long I represent the City so I do it for the Beach More than likely you ain’t met nothing like me On my grown man yeah I hold my own When I’m on one, it’s best you leave me aloneFrom the bottom so we party like we one top Getting love from everybody and its non-stop Everybody going hammer when the beat drop Turn it up, are you ready or notWe going Hammer And we don’t wanna stop And get up off our jock because we be riding on top (We going Hammer) You can do what you want so turn it up its your world, your world Tonight, we going in, we celebrating Tonight…Hammer 4xSlow down we gon start it off right Belly full of Henny, turn up my mic We can switch it up Hit em with the dirty sprite If you trying turn it up We got whatever you like Dark skin, light skin, I love them all the same Trying figure out who imma make my main But I aint choosing I ain’t choosing Baby if you on my team, I ain’t losing
Synths and skittery, percussive trappy beats with nice build to ...Synths and skittery, percussive trappy beats with nice build to female chorus/hook. Dynamic arrangement. Breakdowns and builds
Lyrics ... Synth string stabs and trap beats. Slightly haunting, ominous feel. ...Synth string stabs and trap beats. Slightly haunting, ominous feel. Male vocal dealing with the complex double-edged sword of chasing money, corrupt systems and institution within America.
All about that dough All about that dough Million dollar dreams turn to fiends at the liquor store get it how u live how we love that's just how it go 2xIts real, as a non fiction flick, sittin still is hard to do when that Ritalin is now apart of u misdiagnosis, they told me I had ODD in third grade, that’s a trap for me its sad sick these games they play the school to prison pipelines is realer than ever cant be a statistic so I gotta stay clever but when u see me all. I see is preconceived notions Black man got emotions its just illegal to show it SoEverybody wanna blame the thugs but don’t wanna blame the CIA for all the drugs they flooded the hood with. Heroin and that crack they call us extreme every time we fight back I’m breaking through ya glass ceiling and that’s for real long as all. Of my people feel it? I don’t need a deal u can keep ya Grammy red carpet and awards accolades ain’t even what we out here fighting forAll about that dough All about that dough Million dollar dreams turn to fiends at the liquor store get it how u live how we love that's just how it go 2x
Lyrics ... Driving hip hop drums. Dark and pacey with a real sense of forward ...Driving hip hop drums. Dark and pacey with a real sense of forward motion. Male vocal with breakdown at the chorus.
When the sun falls and the nights rises, who do u run to
ya better pray for protection bring darkness whenever I come through
we killing the old gods and facade's now
they tell me hades is where I'm bound but I can't relate in a whole different lane, in the depths of the pit is where I'm found
Venus and Saturn lobe child bit they winder why I'm so wild and why I like my music so loud
its soul mane its the soul mane
melanin to the 9th power on a soul plane, not a soul plain
in my crew and we came to devour
all fear mongering cowards.Injure ya mind when I enter, to help ya remember just what ya came here for ya calling call in we living in the midst of a bunch of pretenders with hidden agendas the fallen the fallen.I bear the light not wrong and right but strictly neutral I bear the fig the tree ok knowledge mighty fruitful u stuck in the past its a new age we came tear it down let it get in u the thoughts of freedom is a dangerous sound and I got little bit Mo than what u think I had in store man this is a doozy I'm truly the one u should follow and that's what I know all the way into the abyss sip and fellowship with me over this such a beautiful sight, its gone be one hell of a night.We don't die we multiply let you light shine til ya die I see through ego, but he don't know what we know.
Lyrics ... Traditional hip hop drum machine and harpsichord. Swagger and drive. ...Traditional hip hop drum machine and harpsichord. Swagger and drive. Electronic sound effects. Male vocal. Dynamic arrangement with breakdown in chorus.
I’m on that otherNo other with a flow like himPoisonous style, that’s the reason they don’t bite himNo TitanI’m more like a Lyken writingStrive em like triton my spider sense are quiet enticingWhen I’m in the booth it’s curtainsWhen I’m in the streets, its loveI’m simply doing what I doGiving the people what they wantSo eclecticEsotericShock them like my soul is electricThe west coast cherish my expertiseThis sound is astounding, got them bouncing like trampolinesTell me who aint feeling meI show you a haterIt’s either that or I’m the type of artist they afraid ofYo momma warned ya about those monsters under the bedNow I’m hereThis time we come in peace and that’s to reverse your fearSerious as the DoGodOriginal son of the SunI’m shinning bright in yo livesAnd since I’m in the image of it, leave them like oh my god I’m tryin find something to feelBut I can’t relate cuz I’m realIt’s what the people been waiting forI couldn’t make them wait no more
I grind seven circles round them until they dizzyBy the way my project sellYa’ll can tell I’ve been getting busyIt’s time to separate the artist from crooksSpeaking of truths that can’t be found within the ink of a bookYou only intelligent artificially, we for realI’m way to ill with skill and I be writing songs they can feelI saw the format and said F itI’m working for selfNever let another provide your definition for wealthThis is deeper than rapWe teaching life lessonsMathematic habits, addicts for progressPutting the paper in proper context… The older new, the newer the olderDon’t really matterWe toast to the truthLive and breathing, DOB from the Beach thoughI’m planting seeds to eventually see all my trees growAnd for I let you out of schoolI need to know you found the toolsTo build your pyramid, word to my brotha Howard HughesLOTLA I had to give it to them rawYa’ll making my city look badWith yo basic a** flowYou gang bangingThat’s oldWhere your bars at?Gotta check your car faxYou ain’t official with this rap shitBecause if it ain’t jewels, clothes or ratchetsYou lostI was born and breed for thisYou can tell I’m a specialist?With this microphone excellencePessimistic got my blessednessYour hood stripes don’t qualify you to represent thisAint the land of the zebrasMore likeShock the achieversNo, this is not the arena for your ego and prideWe pry open hearts to see if any eagles inside… I got this juiceWith orange…in the boothMan all of you rapper boofAnd until you prove otherwiseJust give credit where it is dueMany have tried and failedThey still aint F’in with LouDucking the truth like Catholic priestLyrically I show cyphers what a disaster beIt’s a masterpiece.
Traditional hip hop drum machine and harpsichord. Swagger and drive. ...Traditional hip hop drum machine and harpsichord. Swagger and drive. Electronic sound effects. Dynamic arrangement with breakdown in chorus.
Stadium trap. Instrumental, big brashy and cinematic with heart. Nice ...Stadium trap. Instrumental, big brashy and cinematic with heart. Nice rousing chorus section.
Lyrics ... Old school hip hop beat with vocoder/synths and double time hats. ...Old school hip hop beat with vocoder/synths and double time hats. Male vocal with swagger. Attitude and confident
I never told a lie I never told a soul bad boys move in silence keep it on low
I never told a lie I never told a soul real recognize real in the hood ya know
Keep it on the low keep keep keep it on the low
Keep it on the low keep keep keep it on the low
Seen a lota come seen a lota go you can look me in my eyes and still see me soul
still so cold make it snow like the north pole heavy weight i still hold that title young g look up to me american Idol sea crest pushing that work over boat I'm royalty sipping that crown royal and we know these hoes ain't loyal
I never told a lie I never told a soul bad boys move in silence keep it on low
I never told a lie I never told a soul real recognize real in the hood ya know
Old school hip hop beat with vocoder/synths and double time hats. ...Old school hip hop beat with vocoder/synths and double time hats. Swagger, attitude and confidence.
Lyrics ... Reflective male vocal and old school west coast vibe. 'Intelligent' ...Reflective male vocal and old school west coast vibe. 'Intelligent' lyrics dealing with life's problems.
Truth be told this rap game is mundane as public education, where they dumb the babies,
and the teachers play around, with the future of a god forsaken nation I know, don’t nobody wanna hear about that, they rather I close a book and take it back to the trap I know I’m playin with danger, got me feelin like baby Jesus in the manger so I make bangers to get them devils up off me kill em slow, mastered my craft this life fell like I done lived it before so how i end up at the liquor store again playin with temptation and it always win in the end then i end up thinking about the women i players and shoulda did better its a cold world when karma come around, now I’m mobbing the streets in this weather with a thin sweaterHow you feel about it/ how you feel about her Gotta let her know 2xI promise I’m in tune, ya’ll the ones trippin I drop jewel for the goons and the ones living addicted to that silver spoon out there in the suburbs where the grass is always green, not the lawn the herb the ones who realize silence is consent and honest bout the politics within the land of the free been thuggin how u think they at the top and every pastor got himself a BenzWhere the passion where the struggle where yo story at where to hustle where yo grind where yo money at? did u pay dues or did ya let ya self get used for propaganda to guarantee u don’t lose so many questions, not enough time to answer is it really a choice tween broke and buying a phantom not for the kids in the ghetto down the street from the kids learning cello wondering where what they eat tonight too many syrup sandwiches ya’ll think and why they aint thinking right.
Big and brash electronic hip hop beat with attitude-y guitar stabs. ...Big and brash electronic hip hop beat with attitude-y guitar stabs. Instrumental. Nice development halfway through to an interesting heavily effected electric guitar section.
Gritty, trappy synth led banger. Instrumental, electronic with ...Gritty, trappy synth led banger. Instrumental, electronic with skittering drums and percussion and half-speed feel.
Lyrics ... Funky guitar groove with soulful, 80's R&B vocal. Plus a swaggy hip ...Funky guitar groove with soulful, 80's R&B vocal. Plus a swaggy hip hop verse from male MC. Nice funky groove.
When I'm next to you I feel such a thrill When you touch me I'm free I'm freeI want to call you over I need you by my side I want to call you over When I'm with you everything is alright. When I'm next to you I feel such a thrill When you touch me I'm free I'm freeI want to call you over I need you by my side I want to call you over When I'm with you everything is alright. I want to call you over You better answer my phone call Lucky like a four leaf clover I see you in a long while Come to my crib Come to my house with you staying or I can take you out I need you here I need you by my side You’re my ride or die so lets ride.When I'm next to you I feel such a thrill When you touch me I'm free I'm free I wanna call you over I need to look right in your eyes I wanna call you over Girl you make my nature rise When I'm next to you I feel such a thrill When you touch me I'm free I'm freeI wanna call you over
Hypnotic, looping synth xylophone plus a nice doubletime beat. A ...Hypnotic, looping synth xylophone plus a nice doubletime beat. A sense of confusion/edgy-ness. Instrumental.
