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Bummer Boy

by Kahiem Rivera

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1.
Bummer Boy 03:33
Ridin when the sun come Beat thump like Pa rum pum pum pum Roll in the heat I am known in the streets As a good woman’s dumb son Tell em where you come from Tell em what you run from Tell em that you speak for the souls of the freaks And the young ragamuffin Swagger on laundry day No frills, tell my girl that I’m on the way Dem a rap about pills And it’s all they say Cheap thrills get em bills Then they gon away Blessed be the niggas who don’t eat right Stomach aching from the liquor I don’t sleep right Double down, now the liquor make me sleep tight Turn around watch me get up on the beat nice Now that’s a neat vice I moved around in bedstuy like three times four years in Bushwick with the grown up kids Got a muhfucka thinkin i dunno how to live The youth troop be too stupid to break through The mood be to move away from all these fake dudes The truth is i hate this place, but imma stay Cuz im afraid if i stray not damn thing’ll change No Older now, make a little more pesos But i keep it a secret, don’t show the bank roll Got no allegiance to jesus, he’s too facetious I’m beaming, cuz when I’m dreaming, I’m seeing what i believe in Ay I got demon brain With an angel face Shit will make you fall in love Before i break away And imma stay the same Up to a point I’m growing and showing signs Of the broken edges of choice Bop a nigga on his head tell him i aint got no time for this I am fed up, with these half brain kiddy politics Tryna get my bread up, but you know me i gotta get my kicks See time sped up, now I'm blessed up Know i get my fix Lil bummer Grumpy boy in the summer Humidity is killing me Hard to make it a come up Hard to make it a jam My friends just wanna turn out Is you really my mans? Cuz fam i wanna bumout Im playing, there’s days when i wanna get lit Laugh it off Pedal the whip and i talk shit And that’s it But these happy day verses are wack IMHO So you know I had to bring it on back Intimate flow Infinite know Definitive throes From a long winter Feeling exposed Ready to go Ain’t getting thinner Older and harder Sensitive tummy Why even bother These gummies have got me needing a partner Let’s take it farther My father reached out I’m getting DMs from my half sister Ain’t seen them in 20 years Butt oddly i’m not bitter More like apathetic, confused What do I give her? What do I owe him? Why should i listen? Okay I’m bitter
2.
Woo! 02:10
Stirring the pot Little request I'm not asking a lot I know it's hot Hot like the block in july when the cops wonder why you got shot Home is my blood Home is a drug Home is the chain on my neck I'm in love Home is a leash Home is my peace Home is the windshield they broke on the street Sheesh Sitting in the back seat of a taxi feeling ashy and classy at the same time Been a bad week cuz of bad police Blood on the leaves in the sunshine I got a friend and he thinks I'm a buzzkill I think he's a dickhead, and i tell him what's real I make em dance and depressed at the same time You think imma nihilist I think that I'm just fine It’s another loss So fresh, so clean Hit em with the floss You don’t wanna cross You don’t wanna flex Brag rap sounding like you got a bounced check And a shaky leg Time to go to bed Need to be alone, you need a little rest Think for a while Go and reflect Think a little longer It would seem that I’m the best Yes Don't speak On the phone Don't tweet Don't leave Don't tell nobody bout the things you see Don't preach Fall back Fall in the In between Don't leave Don't leave Mutha fucka Don't leave Sing blues for him, her, and they I’m oh so okay I won’t go away I won’t stop and say thanks to you for some bullshit Load another round, imma hit you with the full clip It don’t get harder than this Broke dick, muthafucka gotta barter to fix Getcho licks in the sticks I’m am mixed with fresh kicks This shit got these niggas all snapping flicks Bitch
3.
Booty Calls 02:44
I get those goosebumps every time you Get on my mind you Are so divine, you Know where to find truth And I am blind to These silly lies, you Know about my rules You know how i do Holding it down when you enter my crib And you licking yo lips And you lookin like this And I’m looking like shit And you looking like, “boy just gimme that...” Aye And I move so swift, so sick Even though I’m shook Gotta find the... Aye I ain’t even put it in Got my head in between yo legs Got you saying... Aye Don’t get involved Living inside all day Last night we was sipping bottles Snowing outside, so you know we camped out till at least tomorrow Long week, but it ended with something so sweet, I tell you Creep deep, too hot, we be taking off the sheets I tell you I know how you living when you all alone I know because you tell me when we on the phone And I know that I do a lot of nothing too And I know these booty calls ain't sposed to end up true Don't get involved. How’d we find each other in this rut? We like to front like it’s all fun But when we done, we see the cuts And it’s a wonder that we’re sober Reminiscing like we’re older When we’re kissing, it feels colder When I listen, I control her Vise versa Pulling back the curtain Children look for “perfect” Grown ups look uncertain Pain is like a burden But pain will write these raps Pain has got me making love to you on these tracks
4.
I let gravity do the work Lean back, get horizontal And watch you twerk And I know there ain’t no gravity in a smirk But i know That it’s a masterpiece when we flirt Love fast and hurt quick, the same shit Days pass and they ask if it’s really genuine Nah, I don’t lie about love, I’m just fickle But I might lie about trust, yeah Maybe a little Maybe titillation is tit for tat Now look at that Maybe inspiration is coming back I’m getting flack Easy when it’s fleeting But still intense I’m making sense Breezy when I’m leaving the main event You love me less See me when I leave We speak with how we breathe The trees will make me lean Your spirit make me dream Your body make me jump The moment got me sprung The trees will kill my lungs These trees will make me dumb I don't wanna get closer The evil in your heart, gonna expose ya While your seated at the throne There's a king without a crown who’s gonna overthrow ya And when you're left there all alone Don't ya come around here now I thought I told ya Taken hold of your soul ya You been talking like tomorrow it was promised like the money and you got it but your just a phony I ain’t gon listen anymore imma light it up and toke I'm smoking weed with the devil We getting high underground boy there's too many levels I’m smoking weed with the devil You got that fire in ya eyes But don't get burned by desire I’m smoking weed with the devil Don’t you come around here without love in your heart I’m smoking weed with the devil You got the fire in your eyes Don’t you die by the vice I let gravity do the work Sit back, and watch my people while they hurt And I know, there ain’t no progress in a tweet But I know, I’ve marched enough up on these feet Cynicism never saved a life, no And you know how much I love being right But when I’m feeling riled up and revved up and pissed off, it’s hard to not fall into a slow crawl Low drawl, drink it off, live it up, until it falls Make a scrawl, make a song, sing it loud And then we ball (Then we ball) Then we show it off Look at me Imma boss, know it all Yeah I know about these streets Yeah I know about police Yeah I know about these landlords Pan handling, money laundering Kick em out of these bland floors Kick em out for some bullshit Families gotta be uprooted But here I am in bushwick Taking shots and I’m getting zooted
5.
Found a genie in a bottle of whiskey First wish, get my old friends to try and forgive me Second wish get money, just enough to survive Third wish, gimme wings, lemme get to the sky Stick shift, heady vibes I don’t know how to drive T swift got these niggas straight losing they minds Legends, fixated on decay Wanted jesus and michael But ended up with Ye Get away False idols Crumble Like old clay Titles ain’t vital But the vial is on its way The things that go viral are usually fucking stupid I think that I spiraled into a victim of amusement Leaves darken while you falling from grace Watch these, leaves spark like it’s all been a waste Got the, sweetest part But you ain’t in the play Got a, bleeding heart But you ain’t here to stay Liar liar liar liar Pants with the flames Everybody tired Man, everybody lame Put me on the bill Better learn to spell my name Bum ass rappers, no we are not the same Take it back, No no Simple fact Let me take a good look at that Let me throw the old book at that Let me get the whole hood at that Let me get my hoodie back I’m attacking like Im a rapper cuz I am really good at that Bring it back Bring it up, like an old grudge I’m, not the plug, but over dubbed and Over loved and under slept, under wept And swept up in somebody bidness Tryna leave but nobody listen Tryna breathe, too busy kissing Old friends in a new kitchen Body glisten That’s a bad apple But i been wishing For that bad apple Stream my conscience I’m a hypocrite But i rolled the blunt, and sho nuff, she hit that shit Hesitate in moments, choking on a concept They making offers but it’s sounding like a bomb threat Got my stomach doing flips, like it’s show time On my fuck shit, so she said “boy bye”
6.
Summertime on my tongue Shorty got me sprung Nowadays we flex just by twiddling our thumbs I been on the run I been on the move I be making rules just to break em, I’m confused I forgot how to do this I forgot what the truth is I been out the city, i been fucking with a version of me so ruthless Existential rap useless Exit strategy brutish I will fall in love if you say the right thing and i’ll be so foolish Holding onto my age Like it’s Keeping me in my place Got a Lot of things on my plate Got a Lotta paper to chase Imma Hold it down for my race Imma Hold it down for my moms Gotta Read the lines on my palms Gotta Write like I been okay I been, on the block half a dime, half the time, blowing cash, growing fast, going mad, breaking hearts, broke my heart, eye for eyes, big surprise, bigger thighs, throw it back, break my back, make it last, happened fast, sunrise through a dirty glass, you gon gimme you, and Imma give them raps, like I don't give a shit if you don't catch my flow I'm not compromising I'm not compromising I don't give a shit about the radio I'm not compromising I'm not compromising This that make it simple/keep it bonafide Pick a flow This that “imma mess” and spent a hundred at the Liquor store This that sneak away and watch the show from back stage This that slap a nigga who don’t like to act his age I ain’t rage against nothing since i was a college student (I was stupid) I could move mountains on facebook With only about 27 likes to prove it And now i got 20 something laps around the sun Packing bullets back into my gun Shooting at the sky Ride into the night Posted at the bar Tryna pick a fight This that keep it heavy, kill a mood I’m on some other shit This that bring a tote and fuck yo plastic I don't want none of it This that kick these problematic niggas out the club This that fuck yo ego and give all yo homies hugs I been, on a roll, on the road, cruise control, gotta work on the booze control, stupid tho, so you know, can’t solo, (uh oh), so it goes I’m broke and older than I thought I’d be, when I found the scene, that i was bound to see Imma take my past, send it out to sea Niggas rapping too fast but i found the beat
7.
Now i got the door closed Staring at the ceiling Too hot, no more clothes Focus on my breathing Talking weird into my cellphone She says I need therapy Puff loud, move slow mo Please take care of me I am not the one I dont do this Blueprints Go to waste Ain't telling my crew this Movement's harder than it should be I aint tryna medicate Just wanna get through this Wish I had faith That's a nice crutch Clutch move Where my man's with the dutch? get loose Pass out from 4-2 Make up for lost time What's it to you? You don't You don't know a god damn thing No Everybody say it's universal Biting my tongue so I don't say something hurtful Mood lit for a grown up tantrum Got the homies asking me why I dont go out and dance I'm in a bad place, can't explain it Got a bad taste I fuckin hate it Late calls at the end of the night Break walls, aint nobody tryna put up a fight Back off, I don't want help I ain't tryna give nobody credit I can fix this my damn self It's only gonna kill me if I let it Ask me if I'm all good? "Yeah i'm aight, i'm just tired" Open up like we all should? right now honesty is not required Sing another fight song all the lights on Me you got your eyes on Take em away Take em away Fuck me Typical shit This analytical shit is fucking trash I ain't with the shits Homie you gassed Just ask anybody with some real problems Get a fucking job Get your ass back to college Fuck me Shit is old Acting like you in the cold Acting like you don't got a person to hold You never did as you told Always tried to be grown Now you caught up Looking for the sympathy No Is you ready to go? Is you ready to fly? Grown man still thinking you embarassed to cry but is you ready to die? I don't think so get a fucking therapist Get up out your sinkhole Wallowing ain't a good look and you know it Don't nobody wanna be around You gon blow it Drinking booze like it's medicine That's a slippery slope Get it together young man cuz it's getting old
8.
Hit the bottle I could follow No tomorrow Hole in my soul What do I know? Wallow wallow So convincing Perfect model Wait don’t go Bring it up close Sleep just barely happens anymore Head to the floor Heart to the sky Doin this shit and I don’t know why Fuck these lames Yeah you know that already Dreamt last night that I held a gun steady Dreamt last night that you shot me Point blank Goddamn muthafucka got me Worst day ain’t easy digging your own grave No matter the age Just another page in the book The way that you that you look Is the weight of the shit faced path that you took Had to be shook Had to be stubborn Teenage you said you got it from your mother What a nice thesis Loose with the facts Gimme free booze and I will give you dap See my man Ricky refilling the shot glass Smile on my face like no i am not mad It’s all love Go home and I flip the script Last time that we spoke I asked you who you were with Shit It is what it is Dumbass kid Tryna change what I did change how I live It ain’t too late though Bummer boy gotta quit blaming the scapegoats and lay low Pray slow, like you mean it Mean mugging, I am heated Here’s hoping that you read this Here’s hoping you delete this Fight or fight I don’t take no Ls These Witchy women got me under their spells I’m Bumping Earl Sweatshirt on the A train My left brain got my ex giving me chest pains Best days are the busy ones Stack dough Get a new tattoo, go to Chicago Fast tracking gone get you derailed Blind folds, loose lips let you end up in jail I got the best fucking friends in the whole fucking world. And that is not a debatable fact. But these, slimy dickheads with thick heads and small minds Y’all muhfuckas better learn how act Hey Can you come over today? I just want someone to talk to I just want to take a walk with you Tell me something about your problems Talk about your recent hustle... This is how I keep my head straight
9.
Under a blanket of stars and the moon You tried to tell me you love me too I just played the fool I'd rather be in wanderlust I just wanna be in wanderlust I ain't tryna get comfortable You talking bout nuptials Tomorrow's gonna be a brighter day but tonight let's forget I ain't tryna fall in love with you I'd rather be in wanderlust I just wanna be in wanderlust Talking bout a scene where we know that it’s wrong but we both keep goin and we both keep showin that we grown and we know what we doin and we know what we loosin with the thang that we choosin and the thang that I’m usin is the thang that you like It’s all so fluid It’s a wild fuckin night Next time I catch you, on sight Girl i bet you that we fight girl i bet you that we might Girl i bet you that you choke me Till my face turn red And you slap me Punch me Kink ain’t dead Cuz you told me What you need from a lover I’m a fiend for ya lovin Having dreams bout yo lovin Please hold me No weight to this game I swear Pull me in, turn around, now I’m pullin yo hair Hot takes and no breaks See you in the morning, we gon need to deliberate Sippin on a rosé You got a heavy hand Light breeze and nice trees Once upon a time you and me was a nice [__] Talkin bout: Sippin on some Bombay Better turn on the ceiling fan I don’t really know what you hide in the dealers hand But I do know I’m becoming your biggest fan Slow down We both got a lot on our plate Okay, I know We ain’t getting carried away Okay, I know It ain’t like we went on a date Okay, I know Just one night, right? Gotta get back to normal We just friends Why don’t we meet for a drink We just friends Nightcap on your roof We just friends Lemme crawl in ya bed We just friends Under a blanket of stars and the moon You tried to tell me you love me too I just played the fool I'd rather be in wanderlust I just wanna be in wanderlust We posted up at the bar In a mood The city's playing dangerous games and we both feeling rude We'd rather be in wanderlust We just wanna be in wanderlust I can work the back, I can work the back You can take the ride, we can make it happen I can't take it back, I can't take it back and now i want it bad now that baby got hair to her booty now she got a different way of laying eyes on me Nothing bout it right every thing is wrong Long as you know what it won't be Baby I tried to tell you This can't go on It's not the first time we did it But it's the last, I'm gone and I know you're gonna be so unhappy Because it feels like losing what we've built But you can't have it all, so you take it all out on me Oh baby Under a blanket of stars and the moon You tried to tell me you love me too I just played the fool I'd rather be in wanderlust I just wanna be in wanderlust I ain't tryna get comfortable You talking bout nuptials Tomorrow's gonna be a brighter day but tonight let's forget I ain't tryna fall in love with you I'd rather be in wanderlust I just wanna be in wanderlust But things unattainable ain’t really sustainable What happens when your friend is unavailable? It’s all good till it ain’t Wait That wasn’t good, it was great Okay We playin like we ain’t all grown up Like This ain’t actually all types of fucked But I know exactly how this thang gotta end But For one more night we playing pretend
10.
Know when they pop two shots better watch how the cop gon stop like whoa Flow on the spot beat drop and the heat knock, we not free No no Please don’t call the police on my bro when he living on the street Please don’t Ease a belief that’ll leave petty thieves on a bed with no sheets Let’s go Gyal show up inna life with a nice crop top and the man Like whoa Shook one, took one for granted, me nuh understand how to live No no Please dont bring up the past, the past dont last, and the last one Knows Head full of gas, heart full of crystal, mouth got a fist full Whoa! Bless up the rest, it’s Only the best, and We all depressed I know Nigga showed up with a bag so he think he gon bag but she said no no Close the door, hold the floor, lock the gates, demonstrate Your soul Break away, hide ya face, great escape, better play like Draggin baddies down to haddies, want it badly, wanna ask me, wanna have me in the backseat, one attack me to attract me, said exactly, said I’m happy. Is you happy? Is you down? Is you smiling? Do you frown? Do you love me? Too early. Do you trust me? Too corny. Have to ask me in the morning. whoa Please don't fall outside of my mind What the fuck does that mean? What the fuck is that scene? Whatchu gon ask me? Wont you run it past me? Werent you sober last week? Wait, wait, wait Oh right it’s february Back on a bender, it’s very scary Back on that lend a bud a few bucks and trust the young buck know it’s temporary I been drinkin, time to cool it Feelin stupid makin music Truant truths are often fluid You were used to awful music I been thru it, I confused it I’m like Ive abused a simple movement Ive been bruised and then i blew it Ive been moved and never knew it True shit, (new shit) tell me tho, What the fuck is you doin? I’m like whoa Please don't fall outside of my mind You got a two faced heart Half brained games Make the pain play smart Passing your name got me feeling insane Like I changed Simple and plain, i aint the same I’m a Stupid genius Breathing Scheming, sleeping, dreaming Got a couple of feelings to work through Got a couple of free things to burn through I don’t wanna hurt you but i Want you to feel this Cuz i know when the hard work burst through You can hear it And I’m dealing And I’m done with all this concealing I’m healing I’m dreaming Floating on top a cumulus accumulating bliss I’m screaming Blow a kiss to the misses on the bus I missed I must be leaving On a midnight train to my favorite bar They got my favorite song on my favorite part We can sing along, we could play the part But we all know that it’s a lazy part It’s lazy art And I’m a lazy ass nigga And you a basic ass rapper But I’m getting old and when the song slows I’m like whoa

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released April 24, 2020

Written, recorded and arranged by Kahiem Rivera
Mixed and mastered by Eddie Jowels

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