1. |
Bummer Boy
03:33
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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
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2. |
Woo!
02:10
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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
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3. |
Booty Calls
02:44
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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
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4. |
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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
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5. |
Best Intentions
02:55
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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”
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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
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7. |
Mercy (feat. Rosehardt)
04:59
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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
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8. |
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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
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9. |
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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
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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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