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1. |
Faith
01:50
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Do you have faith
In the product that you placing
(Spending) hours every day thinking how you gonna make it
Lacking with the taste when I hear the songs you making
It needs a little shake to make the flavor keep retaining
All The essence of the soul that you have trouble displaying
I can get deeper into it if you need me to rephrase it
Lacking passion in the booth no one cares what you are saying
If you lacking in the truth, people feel it then they hate it
Cause abrasions in the roof
If you doing something different
Puts the people in a mood
To find out what you have been giving
Is it liquor or the boof
Boy don’t be so condescending
I’ve been trained by my tooth
Spitting raw since elementary school
That’s why I say I’m the best at everything that I do
You lack the dedication preparations to be on my stoop
you dont understand my thoughts so Im laughing at you
How you believe in yourself but don’t believe in the truth
Do you have faith
In the product that you placed in
Spend hours every day thinking how you gonna make it
Lacking with the taste when I hear the songs you making
It needs a little shake to make the flavor keep retaining
Do you have faith
In the product that you placing
(Spending) hours every day thinking how you gonna make it
Lacking with the taste when I hear the songs you making
It needs a little shake to make the flavor keep retaining
All The essence of the soul that you have trouble displaying
I can get deeper into it if you need me to rephrase it
Lacking passion in the booth no one cares what you are saying
If you lacking in the truth, people feel it then they hate it
Cause abrasions in the roof
If you doing something different
Puts the people in a mood
To find out what you have been giving
Is it liquor or the boof
Boy don’t be so condescending
I’ve been trained by my tooth
Spitting raw since elementary school
That’s why I say I’m the best at everything that I do
You lack the dedication preparations to be on my stoop
you dont understand my thoughts so Im laughing at you
How you believe in yourself but don’t believe in the truth
Do you have faith
In the product that you placed in
Spend hours every day thinking how you gonna make it
Lacking with the taste when I hear the songs you making
It needs a little shake to make the flavor keep retaining
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2. |
Ransom
03:01
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So,
What......
You’re holding my ransom
My time,
Is up......
No dealing with randoms
I’m an architect can’t work with distractions
An archetype can’t lurk in the shadows
Y’all rap alright sike ya bars are disasters
I claim the mic it’s my slave I’m the master
I must rhyme right cause y’all pray my disaster
I’m shining bright see the snakes and the apples
I won’t go bite when god prays my inaction
Gets burned to smites so I can chase what I’m after
I want spotlights
Shining on me
With all my might, I want the glory
My heart is right, I speak allegory’s
flows so tight, you can’t tell I’m performing
Hear me live, that’s a whole new story
vision right, so I’m high always soaring
voice ignites, a fire bright it’s enormous
when I rest, I digest while I’m snoring
Go figure
Swimming in pools that are bittersweet
can’t keep going under can’t breathe when deep
Underneath all the trouble that I’m tryna beat
It keeps coming from the rubble that claimed defeat
But I got bigger muscles, impressive feats
I’m ready to rumble whose in the ring
Have the crowd chant my name might make me sing
Let me thank all my fans who see the best in me
Know I’m working hard spending bread with ease
I done balled so hard I ain’t care to eat
But I’m going so far where the greats can’t reach
So I’ll say Au Revior to my stable keep
Hold it down for the people that pray for me
Hold it down till I come up we can all go feast
Split my blood with my soldiers take arm with me
So,
What......
You’re holding my ransom
My time,
Is up......
No dealing with randoms
I’m an architect can’t work with distractions
An archetype can’t lurk in the shadows
Y’all rap alright sike ya bars are disasters
I claim the mic like it’s my slave I’m the master
I must rhyme right cause y’all pray my disaster
I’m shining bright see the snakes and the apples
I won’t go bite when god prays my inaction
Gets burned to smites so I can chase what I’m after
I want spotlights
Shining on me
With all my might, I want the glory
My heart is right, I speak allegory’s
flows so tight, you can’t tell I’m performing
Hear me live, that’s a whole new story
vision right, so I’m high always soaring
voice ignites, a fire bright it’s enormous
when I rest, I digest while I’m snoring
Go figure
Swimming in pools that are bittersweet
I can’t keep going under I can’t breathe when deep
Underneath all the trouble that I’m tryna beat
It keeps coming from the rubble that once claimed defeat
But I got bigger muscles with impressive feats
So I’m ready to go rumble whose in the ring
Have the crowd chant my name might make me sing
Let me thank all my fans who see the best in me
Know I’m working hard spending bread with ease
I done balled so hard I ain’t care to eat
But I’m going so far where the greats can’t reach
So I’ll say Au Revior to my stable keep
Hold it down for the people that pray for me
Hold it down till I come up we can all go feast
Split my blood with my soldiers that take arm with me
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3. |
Astro-Not (feat. Splash)
03:01
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Lost in my mind
Yet lost and I find
Heavenly divine
Let her travel up my spine
Drifting through the Astro planes
Celestial bodies after me
They know Ive got the recipe
Dead or Alive
They won’t let me Rest In Peace
Swear that they want to see
All of me but not the rest of me
Trust me it’s not too ugly
Just too provocative
The mirrors they just blocking it
Coming through what’s rocking it
Got the rockets in my pockets bitch
You niggas fly like ostrich
Steal the codes im logging in
SOL
Oh shit I almost coughed up a Hairball
My bad I’m about to go
VOICE 1
Angels
Stars
With fallen halos
Study abroad
Seen brand new broads
I have it all
These model tops
Love topping off
They toast my arrival when I’m at the scene
I see you are star struck believe that it’s me
My coupe got the stardust shining through the gleams
I bet If I’m fast enough I make you cream
VOICE 2
I’m feeling the breeze
I’m feeling so different
You know what I mean
See branding new bitches
They all on my seams
All on on my jeans
I need a new seamstress
I go to the beaches
In search of the beetches
I gotta go find out
How to make the new riches
So I go and ball out
Hop to the club
Going to show how
We deep in the cut
Focus so hard
To come spit with cardinals
Red like the ojos
Of niggas with sharingans
VOICE 1
I’m popping off like condom tops
When I’m dropping off
In a helicopter with a ton of broads
A helicopter with tons of broads?
I might just go to go let it out
I’m Michael (might go) with some cheddar now
Slashing vixens and bank accounts
With dogs on leases I’ll go get em now
VOICE 2
Got blues like some sparrows
(Got) blues like im sad tho
(I’m) watching fandango
(While) hearing new angles
(Of) how I make backs bend
(While) poking her naval
(Got her) was wet like the naval
Forces (have) endorsed this
Funny message that starts speaking so morbid
Some eyes they don’t see the whole purpose ascend(ing) as fast as a retarded tortoise
I’m finding new ways to support this
I truly don’t know how you endorse this
I’m coming over to catharsis
I’m reeling the feeling of martians
grilling the cheese on my parka
Eating the lobsters with
Sherpas
My eyes been looking real sharper
All of my fits have been looking real proper
All of my niggas been out here (beat drops of crazy)
All of my niggas been out here
All of my niggas been out here
All of my niggas been
All of my niggas been
All of my niggas been out here
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4. |
Kurama
02:41
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I’m the man with the plan and intelligence
Fucking fans with my words but I’m celibate
Hmm i don’t know how ima hit this yet to be honest
Yo I can’t believe you’ve had this shit in the vault all this time smh
Pulled up to the stu with a shawty that I lay with
She pretty bad all these niggas tryna say shit
She not with that cause ya boii the one that’s slaying
So step back for you get cut by my razor
Ya
She tell me Sol you so amazing
Love ya words and the frequency vibrations
I’m not a pro but the music you making
Are hits
You the shit
Don’t let (these) other suckas say shit
Do ya thang baby boy you are my favorite
I got a man but you got me contemplating
Leaving him for some sun right where my lane shift
If you get what Im saying
Then Light and lift me up
You know I wanna have yo baby
Woah (interrupt last line with this)
Woah
Woah
Hold on now
Settle down lil mama, I can’t be procreating
I’m focused on this music ion have the time for dating
I donated some time
Kicked some rhymes like I’m Messi on the field
Keep it low lil baby know the streets got lots of ears
Don’t get messy where you eating all ya meals
Cause it’s gon get pretty messy with the Bessies in my field
Hey
All my women catching feels ya
Ha!
I’m just tryna catch a deal hey
Sell my Sol for the mill-yawnsss
And get it back by the end of the new year hey
This track for fun, don’t take it too dear-lee
My legs are heavy got the weight
Rock-Lee Lee Lee!
I want the hands motha fucker don’t bring tricks up on my street
My jutsu beating niggas ass I do it for the free ha
only weapon is my knuckles yea I’ll beat ya till they bleed
Theres A demon in me sleeping bout to let him unleash
Ohhh Kurama give me strength I never tremble in the knees 
I’m a fox yes I’m cunning when I’m rolling through the deep
My bitch Adele got her singing but she crying in the sheets
not for me, I’m done with helping those who don’t know how to breathe
You’ll never meet another fresh like me (hey)
You’ll never meet another let his demons roam free
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5. |
Judy Moody
02:40
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Cruising down town and I’m going bout 180
Not a Benz not a truck homie this is a Mercedes
Not a friend in the cut that don’t fuck with what im saying
Not a care in the world when I’m high I feel amazing
How I’m laying a verse
Goes so hard got super sayings
How I lay in the dirt
Gone so far but I’m still craving
All the fame and the wealth
That comes with months of the waiting
Make my way through the earth
till I take my place of greatness
Like Usain with the Bolt
Fast like lightning when I’m spraying
Better lay in the dirt
This not a stick up this is basic
Lemme claim what you worth
fix my eyes give that appraisal
Now you end up in the earf
Took your life and then it ended
Number 2 is what I used
My point is hot my lead be blazing
When I put it to the paper trace my body on its pavement
Now I’m gripping the eraser
Point and click is how I’m aiming
You not ready for these lasers
Shift my gears before I’m dented too
I ain’t here for many years
So I fear my life invested
Way too much to those i feel indebted to
But the only thing I feel a fucking passion for
Is my music everything else might as well be passing through
It’s not pick and choose with everything that you do
If you say you got morals then show it through your actions too
I don’t like to be the one complaining
But since you came back from all the waiting all you do is act a mood
Judy Moody
Always acting blue
Judy Moody
Got them razor scoots
Judy Moody
With the tailored suit
Judy Moody
Gotta be my boo
Judy Moody (yea yea)
You Always acting blue
Judy Moody (yea yea, yea)
You got them razor scoots
Judy Moody (yea, yea)
You got them chasing you
Judy Moody (yea yea, yea yea, yea)
You gotta be my boo
Who that coming to your doorstep
Whose ass you been giving while I am snoring
All the bullshit that you do I store it
In catalogues my mind likes to keep shut whenever floors bent
I
Don’t give a dam I’m not bluffing
Articles of clothing just some pieces they mean nothing
Without the bigger picture you a sister turned a long lost cousin
Coming up with different reasons when I’m in need of the lovin
Less you listen to ya sisters telling you girl fuck him
Don’t you listen they ain’t in positions to try and interpret
All the things I do for you it’s blue that you love me
You betray me like Othello Desdemona in a coffin
Judy Moody
Always acting blue
Judy Moody
You got them razor scoots
Judy Moody
With the tailored suit
Judy Moody
You gotta be my boo
Judy Moody (yea yea) (flip these adlibs with next line)
Yes you Always acting blue
Judy Moody (yea. yea)
You got them razor scoots
Judy Moody (yea, yea)
You got them chasing you
Judy Moody (yea yea, yea yea)
You gotta be my boo
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6. |
Storage
03:52
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Water
Fire
Earth
Air
I got nuts to bust
So get out of here
I’m just tryna fuck
Why you lying there
Lotta cows for lunch
In the lions den
What’s in front of us
I don’t wanna share
Want some summersaults
In Moroccan chairs
Got thrown on up
In a cab I shared
What’s controlling us
What’s controlling us
What’s controlling us
What’s controlling us
What’s controlling us
I think we started off different
I think we startled when finished
Now we bothered we distant
When all we had was forgiveness
All i had was the gifted
All i had was the bitches
All you had was some ribbons
That you twisted on ya fingah
All you had to do was ditch it
But you cut and we severed
Now you left on delivered
Yippie-yo yippie-ya yippie-yo-kai-aye
Your account has been suspended
another time you gon stay and hear my say
But right now I’m forbidden
From ya touch from ya thorns from the place that I make my stay
In another dimension
Maybe I’d give you the time of day (say regular
Maybe I’d give you the time of day
Maybe I’d give you the time of day
(Blank)
Bounce,
Layydown
Bounce,
Layydown
Bounce,
Layydown
Bounce,
Layydown
Quiet down for this sol session
Ottomans missed those lessons
Holocaust gone so separate
Ramadan I miss old breakfast
Haram a bomb you now forbidden
Genova called that’s illegal
Golden eye my guns regal
Golden eye my suns lethal
Pilate moms
Grabbing arms and palms
Asian chick
From Nepal napalm
In her legs can’t last that long
I gotta bounce when falling off
I gotta pounce when I have withdrawals
Solar shades when I’m rolling off
Can’t see my face, corona calls
Can’t sleep in pace, my glory calls
My glory calls
Bounce,
Layydown
Bounce,
Layydown
Bounce,
Layydown
Bounce,
Layydown
Bounce bounce
Layydown
Bounce bounce
Layydown
Bounce bounce
Layydown
Bounce bounce
Layydown
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7. |
Exit Stage 4
02:49
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Pull up with the bro sliding through in fast cars
Hey there shawty do you wanna take your pants off
Booty clappin in the back seat where I ent-u I(entered) i
So I’m roaring in this bitch like I’m Reptar
Rugrats all just like my kids that I care for
They looney like the tunes Im playing leave you Elmar’d
Glue
Stuck on everything I do you trapped in stage 4
Now you wanna (wanna what?) cuff me up for the wint-tar (winter)
Hold up wait a minute
I thought y’all was finished
Why he coming back like you was playing fetch out with him
He left you at the pad with some semen on the linen
Then he got up hit the dash begun ignoring every message
Left you feeling pretty sad yes he used you like a tissue
Then he threw you in the trash with the rest of all his issues
He ain’t clean up after that left you like some dirty dishes
And to think that he ain’t last more than 3 unpleasant minutes
What you did was pretty rash to let him smash the only meeting
That you’ve ever gone and had with another human being
That was at night after class and that happened every weekend
When you made out in the back watching movies in the theatre
Now you regret nights youve had
When your vision wasn’t clearer
Blurry like a avalanche
Yes you had quite the cold winter
better clean up your new act
It ain’t funny use the
Actions that you used to have ‘for you started acting different
Yea
Yea yea
It’s stage 4 (stage four)
Hungry for the bills, you in stage four (stage 4) Yea, yea
It’s stage four (stage four)
You love me not for real, you a fake hoe (fake hoe)
So where the party at (yea)
I know you like to mingle drugs up in ya party pack (yea)i
Make you throw it back shake ya ass on only fans
He only liked you cause you always lend him money when he ask for that
When he needs a place to sleep you let him crash when you are at the had I
O
but......ha
he don’t ever go and pay you back (nah)
Aw baby don’t tell me you surprised now
His colors showed the minute he laid the pipe down
Your intuition needs some fixing for you tied down
To a super Christain leave you missing all the nights out
Aw baby don’t tell me you wanna ride now
You script has finished no more refills from ya guy now
The script has ended yes ya chapter has been slashed out
Now you gotta bump all of my tracks with your ass out
Yea, yea
It’s stage 4 (stage four)
Hungry for the bills, you in stage four (stage 4) Yea, yea
It’s stage four (stage four)
You love me not for real, you a fake ho (fake hoe)
It’s stage 4 (stage four)
Stage four (stage four)
It’s stage four (stage four)
You love me not for real, you a fake hoe (fake hoe)
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8. |
Noice!
03:24
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Said it’s nice
See the clothes and the fame and the ice
See my name in the city neon lights
Cop a couple bottles Telly for the night
Yea you know we out here living right living nice
Said it’s nice
See the clothes and the fame and the ice
See my name in the city neon lights
Cop a couple bottles Telly for the night
Yea you know we living nice
I want the chowder
I want the flour but you gotta go and powdah that down
I’m the head chef you gotta go follow me around
But you like to go and talk all that rada-ra-da why you acting like you Snitzel
So whose panini
Need a ride or die chick who wanna see me
Need a ride and die chick who wanna feel me
When she bouncing up and down on my weenie
Ok I’m fiening
Think I’m leaning
I’m just depleting all the feelings I’ve been feeling
I’m just distressing at the actions that I’m seeing
But I’m wrong for my reactions when I’m bleeding
This ain’t no period bruh
I want that intimate love
Without the need of other drugs
To help me feel like I’m above
All the cheating I’m involved with
Whether I am single with a side chick
Or with another bad mamacita from the islands
Okay I’m wilding
I don’t condone the cheating less it’s for the topics
I do it all for the art that I’m supplying
So it’s important that I beat the pussy up like I’m violent
Poke a hoe like a trident
own these waters like Poseidon
But i strike fast just like lightning
And I mix all that with writing
On these big tracks I’m cyphing
I got smoke like popcan
Y’all fruit loops like toucan
Come catch this haduken
Said it’s nice
See the clothes and the fame and the ice
See my name in the city neon lights
Cop a couple bottles Telly for the night
Yea you know we out here living right living nice
Said it’s nice
See the clothes and the fame and the ice
See my name in the city neon lights
Cop a couple bottles Telly for the night
Yea you know we living nice
Oh dam i gotta spit another verse
Don’t really matter what I say this point I’m spitting in a hearse
Don’t gotta frolic through the gram you know my pictures getting heard
Might go and make a premium to show these women what they working with
Don’t gotta search and frisk
Just tell me that you want a lick
I’ll give it to you girl I’m a thot just go and get my lit
You got a pretty face but I’m more curious about your lips
The one below your waist I’m tryna face it like I’m cyphing it
Ha
I know you like the way I speak on it
Don’t gotta spell the alphabet girl I got my own supplements
Call me Doctor Sol prescribe you with some of my medicine
Something long and brown I hope you like men with a little melanin
I hope you ready to experiment
I got a lot of tips and tricks to make you shake ya ligaments
Something to pick you up calm you down like a sedative
But it might end up giving you new life make ya leave ya skeleton
Said it’s nice
See the clothes and the fame and the ice
See my name in the city neon lights
Cop a couple bottles Telly for the night
Yea you know we out here living right living nice
Said it’s nice
See the clothes and the fame and the ice
See my name in the city neon lights
Cop a couple bottles Telly for the night
Yea you know we living nice
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9. |
Ya Know?
02:50
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Out here tryna make a name for myself,
ya know I’m saying
Out here tryna make the bank roll up,
ya know I’m paying
Out here tryna make the fans show love
ya know I’m claiming
All the people gon chant my gloves
ya know I’m winning
Out here tryna make a name for myself,
ya know I’m saying
Out here tryna make the bank roll up,
ya know I’m paying
Out here tryna make the fans show love
ya know I’m claiming
All the people gon chant my gloves
ya know I’m winning
I’m winning these fights
I’m spending these nights
Out of my own zone shit nah
I cannot lose control of myself nah
Hyping my own shit up
Had to had to had to sell tickets to get stubbed subbed stubbed stubbed
Had to make different agendas
so I could go out and chill with just a few of my inner victims
I see what I’m missing Or
Rather I feel it It’s
something so distant But
something consistent I
feel what I lack is just
selfish discretion from
Overdraft fees that I
Don’t pay attention to
I’m paying the residues
Or cleaning residuals still stuck on they pedestals
Wiping the vomit off seats in these rest rooms
Shit on the walls and the ceiling it’s dripping goo
My feelings they dripping too
creating a trail come and follow through
My journey is wicked and twisted
Don’t drink no soda you polluting yo engine
Number 9
I see it everywhere tell me what’s the sign
I’m treating it with care paying it my mind
So forgive me breathing air with some fire behind
Vibe behind it
Oh no the sirens out here
Sound me outside Don’t count me out yet
Drowning out Don’t count me out yet
Feeling myself Shining object
Stunt....then I’m Rem Signing off that
Slipping off sumn Signing off debt
Razor rockstar
Raving outlet
Living off a star
Range and knock back
Ra
I ain’t doing this no more
It’s different off drugs
Different off sex
I feel it come up
I Feel accomplished
I Wonder what I bet
Out here tryna make a name for myself,
ya know I’m saying
Out here tryna make the bank roll up,
ya know I’m paying
Out here tryna make the fans show love
ya know I’m claiming
All the people gon chant my gloves
ya know I’m winning
Out here tryna make a name for myself,
ya know I’m saying
Out here tryna make the bank roll up,
ya know I’m paying
Out here tryna make the fans show love
ya know I’m claiming
All the people gon chant my gloves
ya know I’m winning
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Sol Miranda New York, New York
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