1. |
Wings [Intro]
00:52
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(Left on the bone)
Everybody knows
There’s so much more to know
There’s so much room to grow
I Don’t know if you scoped
But there’s so much left on the bone
That’s you if you want some
(That’s all you)
I can’t eat anymore
That’s you if you ain’t no germaphobe
I’ve had plenty bro, you look like you cld have many more
Those all yours
You looking like a kid at a candy store
Your jaw broke
You looking like Ed, Edd n Eddy’s folks
Shit we’ll eat anything
I’m not tryna come off petty bro
But what you left plenty man
Better act like you ever ate wings before
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2. |
WYTD?!?!
03:08
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(Oh my god it’s 112)
What you tryna do?
What you tryna do?
This a classic
More problems to asterisk
Different habits
Money under the mattress
(It’s a vibe they say)
So what you tryna do?
This can go two ways with or without you
Ain’t no more fools games see what you about dude
You can go “oooo wait!” see what’s around you
Or move like Kool-Aid and kick through the door
You switch and go move lanes and change the route too
Just from one Tuesday you couldn’t out do
Oh here’s a little bouquet you gunna pout too?
That’s what you about dude?
That’s what you tryna do?
So what you tryna do?
(What you going to do nigga?)
So what you tryna do?
(What you going to do nigga?)
This a classic
More problems to asterisk
Different habits
Money under the mattress
(It’s a vibe they say)
So what you tryna do?
It’s simple mathematics
The mighty most most high mixed with the Pragmatics
Oh nah that’s Ass backwards
If your ass want a scene then see your ass can have it
Stick to the jazz standards
When they say play your roll then your ass canvas
Until you hit the canvas
I thought somebody done told you
Better get some manners
Move
Some’ve us got shit to do
Stop
Some’ve just want some food
Pick nigga no time to politic
Move
Some’ve us got shit to do
(Oh it’s always something
What you tryna do?)
This a classic
More problems to asterisk
Different habits
Money under the mattress
It’s a vibe they say
This a classic
More problems to asterisk
Different habits
Money under the mattress
It’s a vibe they say
(Oh it’s always something
What you tryna do)
(Bro I’m saying like it sounds like it would sound crazy in the car type shit. Like it’s loud and shit. You know what I’m talking about? Like nigga will play that bitch on a sunny day)
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3. |
RiTchie Valens
02:25
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(RiTchie, RiTchie)
(Why would you niggas do this to me?)
(Why would you, why would you niggas do this to me?)
(I’m worried about you RiTchie. I’m worried)
(I’m worried about you RiTchie. Are you in a hurry?)
This shit like pulling teeth
U thinkin all that “he he ha ha” is really getting through to me?
Nigga that’s news to me
I’m a grown ass man out here man you really think I’m losing sleep?
102 degrees
And we’re still outside motherfucker
We’re live, so let me know
Nigga It’s true indeed
And you see how I’m talking like it’s you and me
Like it’s you and me
I ain’t rap about rapping in a minute
Cause I don’t like wasting no wax on you niggas
But I don’t like hating ass backwards ass niggas
So imma play the game then it’s back to my business
I see the way that you act is all privileged
Well niggas don’t owe you respect the shit given
And niggas don’t know you so better get with it
That shit can get snatched like that little ass pendant
Okay Mr. Fishbowl, go and get it
Cause we can see all through your shit with no tinted
And all that little hatred that’s blurring your vision
And all that little fake shit you calling your friendships
We can even read you when you type a sentence
You’re starting to feel a lot more like a tenant
This shit like pulling teeth when you try and sell tickets
This shit is just a breeze cause I been here for a minute
They scream, they screaming (RiTchie)
You want FaceTime with me? Well let me know
(Why would you niggas do this to me?)
(Why would you, why would you niggas do this to me?)
They scream, they screaming (RiTchie)
Like I’m Ritchie Valens. Yeah that nigga’s still valid bro
(Why would you niggas do this to me?)
(Why would you, why would you niggas do this to me?)
(Are you in a hurry?)
This shit like pulling teeth
U thinkin all that “he he ha ha” is really getting through to me?
Nigga that’s news to me
I’m a grown ass man out here man you really think I’m losing sleep?
102 degrees
And we’re still outside motherfucker
We’re live, so let me know
Nigga It’s true indeed
And you see how I’m talking like it’s you and me
Like it’s you and me
(RiTchie, RiTchie)
(Why would you niggas do this to me?)
(Why would you, why would you niggas do this to me?)
(I’m worried about you RiTchie. I’m worried)
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4. |
The Keepers
01:29
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(They gatekeeping on you)
Niggas think we ain’t know that?
Niggas think we ain’t know that
Always tryna keep the gate you can hold that
Like a nigga won’t blow past
On the same shit now you paint it as throw back
You a little kid for that
(They gatekeeping on you)
Niggas think we ain’t know that??
Tryna hold the gate like a nigga won’t blow past
I ain’t playing that “see I was on that before”
He got shit all up his sleeve like a nigga struck gold
I seen niggas hold out, they knees start to buckle and fold
Tried to keep it all to himself it’s all too much to hold
The way he plot it you’d think he was going to war
If you keep it all in you’d think he’d boil up and explode
Get it out your noggin these things we ain’t coming to poach
Is that how u want it?
Just “me, me myself” all alone?
“It’s not how it seems, I don’t wanna be lone”
Just pay your homage just please I ain’t got that before”
Bro it’s not like they kreepin on you
Niggas think we ain’t know that?
(They gatekeeping on you)
On the same shit now you paint it as a throwback
(They gatekeeping on you)
Tryna hold the gate like a nigga won’t blow past
(They gatekeeping on you)
On the same shit now you paint it as a throwback
(They gatekeeping on you)
Tryna hold the gate like a nigga won’t, nigga won’t
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5. |
Only You
00:35
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Hmm?
No I’m already knowing I’m already knowing
See that’s the thing is like
It’s 112 out right?
And they’re still looking for the next move
Just wylin, just shucking and jiving
You know what I mean?
They're just like
“Where do I go?
What do I do?
I can’t live without you sun”
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6. |
Triple Digits [112]
02:06
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(Its triple digits)
Rolling through the city night
We lapped up nigga it’s alright
(It’s triple digits, sympathize)
It’s kicking in we’re switching sides
Now i’m in the driver’s where we vibing?
Bro let’s simplify
If we go that side at least we liable to get a bite
Oh nah that place is closed now it’s time to improvise
I’m pushing this thing
The tank light starting to glow
He said “we okay for real man
I promise you bro”
“If the boys peep game there’s some things in here you prolly should know
We roll up, step in like this place is our own
Triple digits outside you’d think not if you seen our clothes
Put me on your payroll
If you want this place to blow
Bro can send a text out
And they’d swarm just lemme know
We flipped this place upside down
It’s sticky on the floor
Outside it’s dry
In here it feel like Floridian coast
Can feel the wave
If you standing outside of the door
If you need to breathe
There’s a place you can probably just smoke
You see the condensation
Look up bout to drip on you bro
There ain’t no conversation
It’s too loud man this place bout to blow
See what’s the sitchy?
Feeling iffy this outta control
Feel like a switch just flipped
I think we should prolly just roll
Rolling through the city night
We lapped up nigga it’s alright
(It’s triple digits, sympathize)
It’s kicking in we’re switching sides
Now i’m in the driver’s where we vibing?
Bro let’s simplify
If we go that side at least we liable to get a bite
Ah, man
See its out here but we’re still dip dodging and diving, flip, flying
(Man hold up, its too damn hot out here to be just)
See we in this bitch throwing bows
It’s caving in, you can hear the floors
Denzel this like deja vu
112 and they still like “oooo”
Folks asking where we finna move
Is you 12?
This like an interview
Hop in I’ll grip 10 and 2
Cause that spot was just an interlude
“Oh shit what we getting into?”
Who’s we?
Hit the uh and juke
No way I don’t fuck with you
Soul train imma bust a move
It’s so insane what the sun’ll do
This whole thing was once lush and cool
We can chill for a month or two
But its triple digits we going to bust a move
(Its triple digits)
(Alright shh I’m recording)
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7. |
Dizzy (feat. Aminé)
03:51
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(Ah man)
(How many times you came around?)
(Ah man)
(How many times you changed your style?)
(Oooooh, ain’t really got to break it down)
(It’s really hard to fake it now)
(Ah yeah)
Look who it is
Look who done came through
How many times you came around?
Oh you got new fit?
What those some frames too?
How many times u change your style?
What that is?
You gotta new play?
Oh, ain’t really got to break it down
It’s really hard to fake it now
How many times you came around?
Everywhere got that local little it nigga
That “can I kick it?” nigga
Always new click nigga
If there’s a new thing he’s always doing it nigga
Always on that new thing, but don’t finish shit nigga
I think it’s time for a couple questions nigga
Like how you ain’t ever working a shift nigga?
Like how you wilding but still pay rent?
Shit, but it’s simplistic
His parents all rich nigga
How many times do we got to sing this song?
That we don’t wanna hear that weak shit no more
And this ain’t just a case of to each is own
This nigga pushing thirty trying to get it still
If you would stick your neck out for anything
Why don’t you get your girl a little diamond ring?
And maybe buy your kids all some new clothes
Cause you be staying fresh, but they got holes
Look who it is
Look who done came through
How many times you came around?
Oh you got new fit?
What those some frames too?
How many times u change your style?
What that is?
You gotta new play?
Oh, ain’t really got to break it down
It’s really hard to fake it now
How many times you came around?
You the type to link and build at a urinal
Your granny died you taking fit pics at the funeral
You pushing thirty sending bad bitches your genitals
Grown men calling Rocky they spirit animal
If you don’t make it to Paris, your care is critical
You call your little homies big bro and it’s pitiful
You in denial you think that niggas really fuck with you
And when they say they don’t you claiming it’s political
RiTchie, the math don’t add up
How the fuck are these niggas on vacation this much?
Tax fraud, daddy’s card, man it’s got to be one
I put that on they Erewhon membership and the air in my lungs
Look who it is, look who done came through
Every week it’s Mr. This or Mr. Me Too
Your momma in the same crib, you got a new coupe
Priorities fucked up
Boy you is not us
Look who it is
Look who done came through
How many times you came around?
Oh you got new fit?
What those some frames too?
How many times u change your style?
What that is?
You gotta new play?
Oh, ain’t really got to break it down
It’s really hard to fake it now
How many times you came around?
Imma need you to do this everytime they come around
Can you do the (oooooh)
Yeah, yeah
Let me hear it
(Oooooh)
Here they come
(Oooooh)
Look at that nigga right there
Here they come
(Oooooh)
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8. |
Looping
03:15
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I’m in my plain clothes
With this loop stuck in my brain
Nothing to play for
You say you wanna clean slate
That’s what you came for
They put it right in your face
Don’t rock the same boat
It’s been a day since
You lookin over your shoulder
Hearing the same shit
Everything moving on
Leaving no traces
Ain’t no one miss a beat
You feel the cadence
I feel the same beat, same drums
Might have to let it go
Might have to let it show
But don’t know where to go
Same boom
Same
Same ring
Same pop
Same lingering
stop
Ohhh just let it all go
You don’t know where to go
You don’t know where to go
Same push
Same pull
Same swing
Same oh
Same tingling
Oh it builds until you explode
You don’t know where to go
You don’t know where to go
I hear so many tones
I feel so many ways
I feel so very broke
Right when I catch the beat
You don’t know where to go
You don’t know where to go
I try my best to flow
I try my best to change
I hear so many holes
In all the things I say
You don’t know where to go
You don’t know where to go
Know you hear all the birds just chirping right on key
(Same push, same pull)
(Same push, same pull)
(Same push, same pull)
Can’t help it
Feel your feet clicking right on beat
(Same push, same pull)
(Same push, same pull)
(Same push, same pull)
I hear so many tones
I feel so many ways
I feel so very broke
Right when I catch the beat
(Same push, same pull)
(Same push, same pull)
(Same push, same pull)
I try my best to flow
I try my best to change
I hear so many holes
In all the things i say
You don’t know where to go
You don’t know where to go
Same push
Same pull
Same swing
Same oh
Same tingling
Oh it builds until you explode
You don’t know where to go
You don’t know where to go
Same boom
Same
Same ring
Same pop
Same lingering
stop
Oh just let it all go
You don’t know where to go
You don’t know where to go
I’m in my plain clothes
With this loop stuck in my brain
Nothing to play for
You say you wanna clean slate
That’s what you came for
They put it right in your face
Don’t rock the same boat
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9. |
Your Worst Nightmare
00:51
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There’s only one nigga in the world that do everything he say he gon do
And you just fucking met that guy
Niggas see a little money and fame
Fuck around and get mesmerized
You think I kill niggas with just bullets and knives?
I’ll poison you slowly lacing all your food with pesticides
So I’m a cool nigga
But before it go left you better hope you get the situation rectified
Cause you don’t want me ordering you an Amazon package
You open it up and it’s me sitting at the bottom with a tech inside
I pop out
Say “hello”
The weapon rise
I brought a camera with me
So I’ll take a pictures of your face before I kill you looking petrified
(It’s triple digits
It’s triple digits)
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10. |
How?! (feat. Niontay)
03:00
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Anyway
How?
Nigga anyway
(I’m worried about you RiTchie)
Anyway
How?
Nigga anyway
Shit we can really break it down
Shit like plenty ways
You gotta really plan it out is what many say
Just make sure when you cross your t’s that it’s upper case
Seen plenty shit fold
Just cause niggas hesitate
Or shit get watered down
Cause they tryna polish thangs
If you like the way that shit sounds
You gotta, uh
If you like the way that shit sounds
You got to let it bang
They be like no way
That ain’t how we gon play
Don’t need the whole thing
We can make it more safe
See what you saying nigga?
What you tryna portray?
See this the same nigga out here tryna, ok
Ain’t tryna conversate, we can say our adios
That nigga sweating bullets
Like he doing cardio
We ain’t got time for niggas scared to maybe step on toes
Heavens no
What’s the Perfect time?
Shit we’ll never know
Anyway
How?
Nigga anyway
Anyway
How?
Nigga anyway
Anyway
How?
Nigga anyway
Shit we can really break it down
Shit like plenty ways
You gotta really plan it out is what many say
Just make sure when you cross your t’s that it’s upper case
I can’t cross my T I’m with my T right
I can’t cross my T I’m with my T (the fuck, hold on)
I can’t cross my T I’m with my T right now
I’m off pete's to pipe up hoe I can’t pipe down
You know I’m there in spirit but I can’t right now
Yeah we was fucking for a week but I couldn’t finish the trial and shit
Why’d it all get quiet cause we walked in with loud and shit
It’s a real gangsta party so you know you not allowed in it
I love my city hoe but she ain’t nothing like my broward bitch
It’s hard to not go get some money when you grew up around the shit
I’ll tell you how I got it, but it ain’t all from writing raps
I’m with that conversation cause these ___ fighting back
Nigga tell my brother, tell my sister do life for that
Think this shit gon go like how you think
Got it right nigga
Why you tryna tell me war stories around white bitches?
I would sit and attend your pity party but got no time for that
Bitch, you know I’m 10 toes in that shit, got no time for that
I tell my real niggas snake the ‘sace shit and we brought it back
You can cosplay a real nigga, nigga’s know all that cap
(Anyway
How?
Nigga anyway
Anyway
How?
Nigga anyway
Anyway
How?
Nigga anyway
Shit we can really break it down
Shit like plenty ways
Anyway
How?
Nigga anyway)
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11. |
Get A Fade
01:51
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Last night, I saw your face in the hallowed light
You were standing taller than the mountain side
Your long locs flowed down in blues and whites
I just stood there, bathed in the quiet
No, you say you'll get a fade
I'm calling your bluff
When you lie to me it's in the small stuff
You say you'll get a fade
I'm calling your bluff
When you lie to me it's in the small stuff
Now your mouth is foaming like a rabid dog
And where the river flowed is now a clouded fog
Your teeth are gnashing louder than your monologue
And I just stood there bathed in the quiet
No, you say you'll get a fade
I'm calling your bluff
When you lie to me it's in the small stuff
You say you'll get a fade
I'm calling your bluff
When you lie to me it's in the small stuff
(Alright younging, what are we doing today? You want the same thing? Yeah just line me up)
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12. |
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(It’s the petty shit huh?)
It be the
It be the things that just grind all your bones
It be the things that just nobody knows
(Things you do, you do)
How many ways could a nigga say no
How many days can I take all these blows
Shit you prolly don’t know
(And on you move)
It be the things you don’t let in your home
It be the things that just rotten your soul
Shit they rotten your soul
(How many?)
How many things you let stop all your flow?
How many things you let block all the dough?
Shit you prolly don’t know
(They do)
It be the things that nobody knows
It be the things that stunt all your growth
It really stings but don’t let it show
You hearing things but it’s down on the low
Don’t real me in shit I don’t wanna know
Don’t mix my shit in with all that you broke
It be things like stubbin your toe
It really stings but don’t let it show
Or when see that nobody knows
Not anything but knockin on doors or knocking knocking them boots
These things they cook on the low
And fill you up up until you explode
Now everything’s fucked
(That’s all the things you do)
(You do)
I was thinking you know
The thoughts all the things we do for kudos and props
Bro the back is aching it hurts a lot
Feats of fascination leaps from the top
Look ma no hands
Check on your fam check on your folks
Feels like the end
Roll the creds
Present the fin
Popping meds, just for the grins just for a smile if just for a while
Cause feeling good don’t ever go outta style
And being hood is exhausting
Being high brow is costly
White folks ancestors really made a mess of things
All this pressure just to make the means
Post on socials just to make believe
Maybe magic maybe Maybelline
Somebody told me being lonely is my brand that made me laugh
Y’all niggas funny
Things we do for love and money
Things we do for love and money
Things we do for love and money
Things we do for love and money
Things we do for love and money
Things we do for love and money
Things we do for love and money
Things we do for loving
(That’s all the things you do)
(You do)
Wow dad you really got me the one thing machine?
That’s right son
Infinite ideas for instant gratification
Go ahead try one
Eat an entire bag of party sized cool ranch Doritos
(No)
Call your mom tell her you love her
(Ehh)
Compare and contrast where you are in life
With where you thought you would be at the age of 7 years old
Examples being: interpersonal relationships, mental health, financial stability, career aspirations
Some may find it helpful to look at the status of one’s peers
Or even those that one has never met in their entire life
Alright I got this
That’s all the things you do
You do
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13. |
5onthe.
04:54
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My rent’s two months over
My plans they fold
My face, it looks older
My
It’s just the way that it goes
There’s just some things that you’ll hold
Hold up wait where you going
(Five on the dot
We hit them streets
We lock them doors
Act like you been here before)
Gotta put you on game
Hold up shit what’s your name
All of this gunna change
Just need you for moment
(Untuck your shirt
Pick up your feet
Unlock your grip
Now that’s just been here before)
If I can have you and yours
We’ll make sure that ur clothed
And every tummy is full
Nothing else is important
(Five on the dot
We’ve been here before)
It’s just the way that it goes
There’s just some things that you’ll hold
So just sit there in there in your roll
Not everything is important
(Five on the dot we’ve been here before
Five on the dot we’ve been here before)
Appreciate the camaraderie
Just shake the day off
Before you gotta rinse and repeat
Always so crotchety
You think I wanted this seat?
It lost its novelty
When shit moved on from me
You cld just lay low
And watch the rest fall into sync
Or do what I say so
And forget for even just one blink
You see it’s all in your thinking
There’s no point in sinking
If you cld float
Leaking ain’t a problem you see
Hold up nah wait bro this shit feel a bit wobbly to me
I can’t just stay float
if there shit just bothering me
I cannot take more
I cant just lay low
I feel all tangled
Like everything just falling on me
Five on the dot
We hit them streets
We lock them doors
Act like you been here before
Untuck your shirt
Loosen up your grip
Find you some kin
You been here before
Five on the dot
We hit them streets
We lock them doors
Act like you been here before
Untuck your shirt
Loosen up your grip
Come on brother have a few
I thought you been here before
My hands is cold
My rent’s two months over due
My plans they fold
My face, it looks older too
(No I fully get what you’re saying it’s just like I’m not even tryna do all that like it’s not even worth it like then what
Anyways yeah no so what were we just talking about before all this? )
This my time to debrief not for education
Is giving all of me something you gon advocate?
Shit I’m not asking for freebies or something captivating
Just wine down and calibrate
there’s no time for acclimating
See all this hehe haha is just some charade shit
You just a piece of the puzzle they tryna emulate
They think for compensation they can take anything
Like nigga anything yeah nigga anything
All of this up and down give a nigga vertigo
I got the spins bro walking straights impossible
Plus my hands like purple mixed with indigo
I think I’m finna go
I think they finna roll
We want our hands back we only get two
We want our plans back though some are bit through
See now our palms got the yellow round indigo
Really though
Man it’s time to let it go
It’s five on the dot
We hit them streets
We lock them doors
Act like you been here before
Untuck your shirt
Loosen up your grip
Find you some kin
We been here before
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14. |
[Credits]
00:56
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And that’s it
I just want to take this time to thank all the people that contributed to this new chapter or whatever you want to call it
On production we got
Genny, melik, J. Fisher, FearDorian, AJRadico
Of course we got Parker
On the mix and master we got Zeroh
I want to show a lot of love to Nick for helping me put this all together
So we can put it back out in the world for ya’ll to be able to hear it
And thank you
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