02/ franklin saint
Produced By Armani Jackson & Kevin Allen
Written By Kevin Allen, Armani Jackson
Additional Production Bedrock
Additional Vocals Kate Lamont
VERSE 01
Woke up in gratitude
A fantastic mood
What’s the point of having tools
If you lack the screws
Wouldn’t have so much envy
If you felt in tune
That jealousy look weird on you
That tough guy shit that’s really fear on you
In due time it’ll all be
Crystal clear for you
Let the truth be a mirror for you
Never let no other man
Steer for you
In my own lane
Pretty woman riding shotty
Richard Geere On you
Can’t let your worth be determined by if they cheer for you
That’s fly by night
Like a red-eye flight
All four eyes on a check
Like these fresh ass Nike's
Life’s a bitch
She loves when I grab her neck all tight
Breathe
Agreed proceed to smoke weed
Continental breakfast got the eggs wit the cheese
Talking bread overseas
Waive all the fees
Ace of spades up my sleeve
Got my name on the deed
Sour deez
Bars on the fronto
No rehearsal
Too much bad energy
In your inner circle
When it’s real you gone feel it personal
Patience is a virtue
Microwave era
Hate waiting for commercial
Clocked imma bring the work through
I got some demons imma have to work through
Working overtime
Tryna get my soul in line
My values and reality both trying to coincide
BRIDGE
Children dying
mothers crying
It’s so hard to be a dreamer
Wit all this pain inside me
Pray for the victims
I hope you’re listening
Trying to duck the system
Every step I take
Every step I take (oohhhh)
HOOK
Bare it all before they bury me.
Give you all the game I have, that’s charity.
She say “do whatever you want just don’t embarrass me”
Hmm, heavy is the crown I need therapy
The king must die so the country can live
Bible says woman comes from the rib
Pops told me keep it on you when you come from the crib
Ohh, defining moment
Tryna own it
Dying to live
VERSE 02
When I was a kid,
A young snot-nose
dodgin them older n*ggas
Told us get up off of the block
Before we smoke you n*gga
Innocent
Ain’t even have a clue was in the lion’s mouth
Wasn’t off the porch
Wasn’t no going in and out the house
Came out clean no detergent
Be a servant
Perfect is the fruit of the serpent
Only thing certain
Keep it on your person
The devil workin double time
They even closed the churches, yeah
I can cop a three-piece with crypto now
Tap danced on the keys that they tiptoe around
Stay in pocket I’m the drummer bring the tempo down
Contact don’t always equal free throw now
Stacking chips on my Ager call me “Frito” now
use to have love my heart muy frio now
Season 1 pandemic
As if God handpicked
Dame time precision
all last minute
They all start but we finish
Scrape the plate
More dishes
Bust suds in hells kitchen
Never confuse love with attention
Breathe through the tesnion
Dialed in formation
weaving through the friction
Sniper on the roof top
Knock you off your fences
Gotta pick a side
These are sicker times
Quentin Tarantino
My movies n*ggas will never die
Plug cut the power off
Dark times terrifying
When you finally see the light
I promise it’s electrifying…
03/ Oh, The Irony
Written By Kevin Allen & Jane Handcock
Produced By Armani Jackson
Keys Bryan Simmons
Guitar Josh Icban
Hook
Out the mud don’t need a pat on the back
80’s baby rose grew from the crack
You ain’t even gotta trip imma pick up the slack
Let one of these n*ggas trip imma pick up the jack
Broke your heart, but I ain’t lie to you (true)
Can’t get money and spend time with you (true)
I seen a demon try to meditate
It’s crazy, even a trash can gets a steak
Verse
I cant lie n*gga
When I think about the future I see lights n*gga
Not the ones on the stage, but the ones on your soul
When you open up your eyes n*gga
Cant rush too soon to paradise
Hopefully that ain’t what hell looks like
I ain’t sure but I’m just on the ride
Hook
Out the mud don’t need a pat on the back
80’s baby, rose grew from the crack
You ain’t even gotta trip, imma pick up the slack
Let one of these n*ggas trip imma pick up the jack
Broke your heart, but I ain’t lie to you (true)
Can’t get money and spend time with you (true)
I seen a demon try to meditate
It’s crazy, even a trash can gets a steak
Bridge
Crazy times and crazy days
My confidence it comes in ways (it comes in waves yeah)
Searching just to find our way
We need some understanding
Things ain’t how we planned or dreamed, but hey
Hook
Out the mud don’t need a pat on the back
80’s baby, rose grew from the crack
You ain’t even gotta trip, imma pick up the slack
Let one of these n*ggas trip imma pick up the jack
Broke your heart, but I ain’t lie to you (true)
Can’t get money and spend time with you (true)
I seen a demon try to meditate
It’s crazy, even a trash can gets a steak
04/ Radio Raheem feat. ian kelly
Produced By 1ManMilitia
Written By Kevin Allen, Ian Kelly
Keys Bryan Simmons
Guitar Josh Icban
Verse 1 (Ian Kelly)
2020 might be 2012
Cool, like the J in mouth
like I’m double L
What the hell?
I know chicks with no friends
Only fans, payin well
Figure out your Huslte
N*gga never dwell
How you feel?!
America don’t like me
I got my Radio Raheem
Even if I Do The Right Thing
Hopefully Raheem my friends
Don’t come and strike me
Who really got the juice especially if its Hyphy
Married to the game and now I been neglecting wifey
Back in the studio day and nightly, still writing
With myself still fighting, bob and weave
I know a chick she was bobbin as I pulled her weave
Head so good I part her scalp like I part the sea
Down in L.A. one time
Waters complicated
Look over left, oh wow I see seven seas
Report card
Moments later now I’m seeing several B’s
Back in Oakland, look around I see many G’s
Alphabets are hard to understand so now im flippin P’s
Government been clocking me or maybe it might be the weed
Really its the foundation in things that n*ggas never see
Diplomacy in disarray
Sort of like church when Mr. Charles they were dissin Ray
I broke Pops chain now im thinking im the missing link
Her story His story
Man, there’s always History
Hook (Kevin Allen)
Eyes are the windows to the soul, I heard
Can’t nobody do it on they own, I heard
Money on the phone like a loan, I heard
Get soul or get gone that’s the word, I heard
Verse 2 (Kevin Allen)
You Letting other people’s feelings
Convolute Your true intention
Black magic
Superstition
Voodoo, I could use a chicken
Mama had to work
No Supervision
Had To Move and pivot
Lions, tigers, I bear it all in the booth
But don’t be too Pretentious
How you feel?!
I Treat baby like a queen
Until she prove me different
May not love herself
I can’t be too ambitious
Got my own issues That I’m wrestling with
Off the rope leg extension
Nature boy figure four lock
Triangle choke submission
This is truly potent
When you smoke it
you gone know the difference
They just trying to ride wave
High tides, motion sickness
Turn a blind eye when it’s bogus
pay that no attention
That’s just how it be sometimes
All the years I slept one eye open
I’ve been so sleep deprived
You Ever seen the Phoenix rise?
Out the ashes
I was stranded
Different planet, equinox
Radio Raheem in the pizza spot
Wit the speaker box, love below
Don’t know what to keep or not
The scars on my ugly but I love em though ...
Im trying to get these demons out
Change directions
first step is acceptance
Of the things you don’t control
So high im bleeding from the nose
I Think i dreamed it in a song ya hear?
Hook (Kevin Allen)
Eyes are the windows to the soul, I heard
Can’t nobody do it on they own, I heard
Money on the phone like a loan, I heard
Get soul or get gone thats the word, I heard
05/ childish feat. rexx life raj & jane handcock
Intro (Kevin Allen)
Don’t mean to treat you wrong
Don’t mean to lead you on
Lil baby hit my phone
Let a real n*gga set the tone
Hook (Jane Handcock)
Take me, Love me, Hold me, Kiss me,
Say “you’ll never leave me”
Own me ya know me, yeah
Hurt me, lie to me, cry to me,
ride for me say you’ll five your life to me
Won’t you take your time with me
Cuz I don’t things that I use to
Think I leveled up from being childish and wildin
Don’t f*ck with them n*ggas like I use to
Came back to the city just to find you
Verse 1 (Kevin Allen)
I’m from a popular place
I got a whole to say
Gotta be thankful
Little more patient, I pray
I keep my sanity safe
Birds don’t fly with snakes
Words don’t mean shit without action baby
I’ll wait, I’m patient, and taking my time ain’t really a thang
I know, You gotta grow from them pains
Never home, on a plane
Let you tell it left you cold In the rain
Very lonely, I can only imagine
I was gone you went and got you a lame
That’s crazy, not judging
We all make mistakes
You ain’t no angel, Girl i know the truth
U was bored needed something to do
Don’t go missing. Keep me in the loop
Baby, it’s you (Something like that)
Hook (Jane Handcock)
Take me, Love me, Hold me, Kiss me,
Say “you’ll never leave me”
Own me ya know me, yeah
Hurt me, lie to me, cry to me,
ride for me say you’ll five your life to me
Won’t you take your time with me
Cuz I don’t things that I use to
Think I leveled up from being childish and wildin
Don’t f*ck with them n*ggas like I use to
Came back to the city just to find you
Verse 2 (RexxLife Raj)
I came back to the city just to find your love again
I done had plenty good p*ssy but when I need something real I was struggling
All of these songs I wrote bout you, damn you deserve some publishing
In this world of city girls I need a Jasmine Sullivan
Give me an Erykah or Solange that oil my scalp and then twist up the bomb
Be like a Xanie for me when I’m needing a calm put me in place when im wrong
I need to trust we’ll deal with it properly when we get wild we go through qualms
Be my peace give me peace like walikum salam
Hook (Jane Handcock)
Take me, Love me, Hold me, Kiss me,
Say “you’ll never leave me”
Own me ya know me, yeah
Hurt me, lie to me, cry to me,
ride for me say you’ll five your life to me
Won’t you take your time with me
Cuz I don’t things that I use to
Think I leveled up from being childish and wildin
Don’t f*ck with them n*ggas like I use to
Came back to the city just to find you
Outro (Kevin Allen)
Don’t mean to treat you wrong
Don’t mean to lead you on
Lil baby hit my phone
Let a real n*gga set the tone
06/ Unwind
Verse 1 (Kevin Allen)
Wanna kick back,
Wanna unwind,
Wanna spend some time by your
self…
Wanna sip wine,
Wanna get a massage,
Get all dressed up for your
health…
Yea, right.
You don’t wanna go home
by yourself…
All this energy pinned up
All this history It feel like real love
felt amazing back then and it still does
Where you been, who been loving on you?
(Huh?)
In case you wanna connect, shoot a text I got a new phone number for you,
Shut down the whole summer for you,
On the low all subtle for you…
Hook (Kevin Allen)
We all need somebody we ain’t gotta lie to, yea yea
All you gotta do is hit me I’ma slide too, yea yea
We all need somebody we ain’t gotta lie to, yea yea
Baby are you that somebody I got pride too, yea yea
Verse 2 (Guapdad 4000)
(Yea, Aye!)
On time when I hit it up
Four times we done did it huh?
Slide through and get it up
Come vibe with a nigga huh
Unwind with a, unwind with a nigga huh
Not selling the kitty cat
She known in the city
Still felt it’s a diddy pass
Big chrome with the digi dash
No home in the city last
Reach for a few creeps in the streets
With a freak no more three whores just me in the jeep beep pour me more than three sips of the of the Dees he soar D slow it down, be a sleaze
Candy shop, she a sweet spot, we only took three shots
I had bitches since MySpace top 8
I had bitches since Eastmont
Hook (Kevin Allen)
We all need somebody we ain’t gotta lie to, yea yea
All you gotta do is hit me I’ma slide too, yea yea
We all need somebody we ain’t gotta lie to, yea yea
Baby are you that somebody I got pride too, yea yea
Verse 3 (Kevin Allen)
This what we do, it’s like a rerun, no refund
Got a shoulder if you need one
Black black no trade backs, your new nigga can’t change that
What you trying to break free from?
This forever like infinity I’m trying to keep up
I know we ain’t spoke in like three months
Sound kinda crazy when you think of it
But you know that you can call me if you need something?
How your mama doing?
Did your brother go to school yet?
Did he move yet?
You ain’t done playing house, you ain’t tryna break the rules yet?
Oh, he ain’t got a clue yet?
He ain’t found out he was playing number two yet?
You only get one I know you ain’t tryna lose that
(Yea)
I’ma let it ride I see you tryna get your groove back
I saw you text dude from New York,
and you was wrong and you knew that
Why you wanna go and do that?
I ain’t expect you to shoot back
What, you want an old flame or a new match?
If the shoe fits, follow suit and get a new hat,
I got a lot of pride I ain’t too pressed, fuck!
Hook (Kevin Allen)
We all need somebody we ain’t gotta lie to, yea yea
All you gotta do is hit me I’ma slide too, yea yea
We all need somebody we ain’t gotta lie to, yea yea
Baby are you that somebody I got pride too, yea yea
Outro (Unc)
Loyalty way more important than love to me
Love a muthafuckin emotion
Muthafucka fall out of that shit everyday
But loyalty, you gotta deal with the good, bad, and the ugly of a muthafucka
But you gon stay right there
That love shit you’ll be “ughhh”
You’ll fall out of that shit
08/god, we try feat. solauren, kate lamont, & roux shankle
Produced By Armani Jackson & Kevin Allen
Written By Kevin Allen, Armani Jackson, Frank Miller, Kate Lamont & Roux Shankle
Keys Bryan Simmons
Cello Byron Hogan
Additional Vocals Lauren Adams, Kisura Hendrix
Scratches Dj Flow
Mixed By Scott “Sk” Kaminski & Anthony Hernandez
Chorus (Kevin Allen)
Yeah,
Round and round like a carousel, it ain’t hard to tell
We got issues, fuck the system, we maneuver through it well
Lord have mercy, forbidden fruit, I know they got more to sell
I was nervous to tell the truth it’s been hard to find myself
Yeah
Verse 1 (Kevin Allen)
Umbrella for the storm coming
Can’t pour from an empty cup, though
I’m sure of it, I’m sure of it
Never far I’ma always keep in touch, though
Stressing over things I don’t control
It’s all a cycle it’s gon’ come and go
Peace of mind is worth the weight in gold
Life is short I pray I stay for long
Chorus (Kevin Allen)
Round and round like a carousel, it ain’t hard to tell
We got issues, fuck the system, we maneuver through it well
Lord have mercy, forbidden fruit, I know they got more to sell
I was nervous to tell the truth, it’s been hard to find myself
Hook (Kevin Allen & SoLauren Adams)
Make ‘em say ugh na nah na nah
This for all the free dope that I supplied
Whether you stood over a stove or a 9 to 5
I know we not perfect but God, we try, God, We try
I know we not perfect but God we try, God, We try
I know we not perfect.
Bridge (Kate Lamont & SoLauren Adams)
Can’t afford to lose
Can’t afford to lose you
Can’t afford to lose
Can’t afford to lose you
(Can’t afford to lose you)
Bridge Continued (Roux Shankle)
Spin me round and round
We just shut it down
Spend it like a bank account
We don’t fuck around
All we do is smash and count
I can’t fuck around
Yea this shit a carousel
It might wear you out
Chorus (Kevin Allen)
Round and round like a carousel, it ain’t hard to tell
We got issues, fuck the system, we maneuver through it well
Lord have mercy, forbidden fruit, I know they got more to sell
I was nervous to tell the truth, it’s been hard to find myself
Verse 2 (Kevin Allen)
Aiming for perfection but I missed the target
Very thin line between stardom and a starving artist
Who knew peace of mind?
Man, keep your piece where your heart is
When you foresee the harvest
Reap what you sow from the garden
It’ll all make sense in the end, I guess…
Outro (SoLauren Adams)
We try
We try
We try
09/ glass house feat. mani draper
Produced By Kon Jalal
Written By Kevin Allen, Armani Jackson
Intro (Kisura):
You can’t escape the inevitable
You can’t dodge raindrops
You got to dance in the downpour
And that’s where I live
Nothing lasts forever, Nothing.
Verse 1 (Kevin Allen):
Slow work better than no work
I need a clone, spare phone, every stone homework
You don’t throw those in glass houses
‘Cause then no only are you trapped in
You’re also keeping other people out it, make peace with it.
Malcolm out the curtain, peeking out it
Maybe it’s not hate, you could see clear for yourself if you took your ego out it
I kept it G and got a key up out it
Took the scenic route I needed time to process and think about it (Yea)
Heavy is the hard head thumping I need a buffer
Went from trying to slide to a function to lobster tail at the luncheon
Independent to a fault I’m not budging, Doc Gooden
They ain’t really at the game, that’s stock footage
Let you niggas stretch in the seventh, I might steal home if you not looking
It’s dinner time, prime cut, Cabernet, expensive kind, instinct, had to improvise
Me and my dogs talking short term, long term, starting block, finish line
Hook (Kevin Allen):
Straight shot no laying over
You calling an Uber or you staying over?
They been praying for the real yea the wait is over
You keep the game for yourself or do you pay it forward?
Through all the pain I was able to still make some closure
I thank God for that
Everybody gon’ get touched by the raindrops
I promise ain’t no dodging that
Might cost me everything I love
I’m still at odds with that
Verse 2 (Mani Draper):
I Gotta be Ace
Moving way to mean
Without a trace
Jehovah witness then they’ll all testify
No body safe
It’s not personal
Nine bands In the terminal
Ja morant on my vertical
Wholesale in Memphis
Place close attention
New dimension
Get the chicken twelve ways
And Building a system
All’s forgiven
All my enemies start with the best intentions
My work ethic bred envy
And That’s on me
Not stimulated by credit you seek
My OGs hated flicks
Wouldn’t be caught dead on no wiretap
So me goin live I’m still at odds with that
The pod to throw off the scent
This feel like Earl and the Click
And I swear that I’m Quik
Duece Duece under my pillow
Good luck sending the bitch
Be the best sleep of her life
Til me she never Dreamt
To whom might be offended
The clip could be extended
It’s all in the pivot
The start and the finish
You fraud or you driven
The gods never pillage
Verse 3 (Kevin Allen):
I had vision, wasn’t scared of the distance, just went and did it
Fuck is you on?
Let’s kill the nuance and get specific
North Richmond
Trying to raise a newborn, the clock was ticking
Dialed in, I can see every pixel that’s in that picture
New Testament, God tier spirit cry follow The Blueprint
Empathy free me of the need to ever see you as stupid
Don’t argue with the foolish, twisting Chronic feeling Ruthless
Messiah got the drop on Judas, you penny pinching or clueless?
Endurance, even Michael Jordan was a student
What goes around, comes around, hula hooping
These boys sheep in wolves clothing
Really, I’m fully loaded, Huey Newton
This Project Pat it feed this conscious rap, Insomniac
Underground UGK, iconic rap, Big Pimpin’
Short Dog, Born to Mack, black Cadillac that’s how you bring it back
A whole region, you rode the bench the whole season
I gotta find the balance between the angels and the demons
Outro (Unc):