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1.
Caskets 02:58
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Girl, I’m crashing Off the wagon I’m not acting Chasing dragons I need bitches with fat asses Let you see what I imagine Get a jacket Girl, I’m racing to my casket Automatic Girl I’m dodging the assassins Total package We not fucking if you average I’m a savage Don’t get too enthusiastic My brain has me catatonic My heart has turned microscopic I’m walking with fatter pockets Now I must go supersonic You don’t really know the logic You tell me I’m kind of toxic I told you I’m out of options Now pour me up my concoction Yeah, woah Imma die for this shit, yeah, yeah We gonna ride for this shit yeah, yeah We go live in this bitch, nah But you can’t take no pictures Know I keep you up I can tell that I know you’re not Baby that’s cap Girl I’m fighting Why you lying You know I been Fighting satan I can tell that you hate it How you know I keep favorites I know you wanna basic Girl I’m happy you made it Girl, I’m crashing Off the wagon I’m not acting Chasing dragons I need bitches with fat asses Let you see what I imagine Get a jacket Girl, I’m racing to my casket Automatic Girl I’m dodging the assassins Total package We not fucking if you average I’m a savage Don’t get too enthusiastic How’d it happen Hand you glasses Where the soda is reactive Switch you out and get a bad bitch Switch you out and get a bad
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Mr. Bright Eyes 03:18
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Descent Distant Distance Dark tints Defense Pretense Intense Make it make sense Descent Distance Dark tints Defense Pretense Intense Sequence Make it make sense Bitches all in my bed Got demons in my head The government take my bread My ex left me on read Think I’m better off dead Take back everything you said It’s tearing me to shreds They put me on my meds My mind Subside Dark side Big stride Bright eyes No lies I fight Both ties Drowning in water Hate being sober Chip on my shoulder Bigger than boulders Spikes on my choker Bend that shit over Fall into a coma Asleep on the sofa Party with your friends again Link up when I land Say I’m unpredictable I don’t follow trends All my angels carry me You can’t fuck with them If you say you done with me Why did you pretend Throwing the weekend Fucking all weekend Baby I’m freaking Baby I’m tweaking I am not breathing Maybe I’m dreaming Baby I’m leaning Go when I’m leaving I think I see spirits I’m writing my lyrics I hope that it’s decent They give me the clearance With every appearance I don’t the reason Switching the seasons Writing my thesis I’m losing the battle They come from the shadows I think I need Jesus My mind Subside Dark side Big stride Bright eyes No lies I fight Every night Bitches all in my bed Got demons in my head The government take my bread My ex left me on read Think I’m better off dead Take back everything you said It’s tearing me to shreds They put me on my meds My mind, my mind
3.
Taurus (feat. Michael Christmas) 03:48
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[Breon S.Y.N.D.E.L] I just want a woman I can lay up and smoke with Talking too much and now I’m ghosting Rollup in the car on the Belt I’m coasting They be acting jealous cause a nigga is chosen Switching through my roster like every season Running up a check, do it for no reason Lookup in the sky, California dreaming Quarterback money like I’m Willie Beamon Larry Hoover Super Shooter Made up rumors Robbers, looters Niggas, losers Tigers, cougars Nike, Puma She a tuber Fucking a bitch when I wake up Fuck her without any makeup Had to work after we lay up Student loans making her pay up Sally Mae making her pay off Baby just wanted a day off Late again she would be laid off Hop in the Uber and takeoff She do bottle service She don’t got insurance Said I make her nervous Tell me she a Taurus Want to feel important Lost her job at corporate She want my endorsement You know I’ll support it I just want a woman I can lay up and smoke with Talking too much and now I’m ghosting Rollup in the car on the Belt I’m coasting They be acting jealous cause a nigga is chosen Switching through my roster like every season Running up a check, do it for no reason Lookup in the sky, California dreaming Quarterback money like I’m Willie Beamon [Michael Christmas] Alright, Imma do my thing I’m a bad bitch Let my hair swing in the wind Where I live get cold like Minnesota Cold like Michigan I’ve been wanting to do this Since the first time I heard 50 Cent Boy I need this blunt That first of the month right here That game is rent Looking at my bank account in the morning, ha Get this band Espalone shot Straight to the dome, have fun in the end Now I’m on my way to the breakfast spot They know what I like, what I want Now I’m on my way to the breakfast spot They know what I want I like me some tea with the minimal ice I know I be hard headed I live in that head like some lice Cooking the rice I be driving a lot ain’t ignoring you niggas I ain’t check my device Not one of them niggas that buying shit And I ain’t checking the price Mama ain’t raise no fool Nana might raise that tool Running game, save that too Make it slap, player back, ou [Breon S.Y.N.D.E.L] I just want a woman I can lay up and smoke with Talking too much and now I’m ghosting Rollup in the car on the Belt I’m coasting They be acting jealous cause a nigga is chosen Switching through my roster like every season Running up a check, do it for no reason Lookup in the sky, California dreaming Quarterback money like I’m Willie Beamon
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Protocol 03:10
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Too much alcohol) Blow up the house Head in the clouds Smoke by the ounce Girl I’m surviving a drought Gotta head out Make sure you count Look at it bounce I’ll give you the secret account One call I drink too much alcohol Two call They pray on my downfall Last call I had too much alcohol Free fall I speak, you follow protocol Travel to earth and I come back find you Gripping your hips while I’m filling desires Throw you some racks get your ass in designer Talking that shit cause your pussy is fire All of that money girl I’m a provider Baby I’m high but you taking me higher Baby I’m loving your lips and your liner Shawty I’m tweaking I need to find you (I’m tweaking) Call my uber straight to you Trip approve ah, how are you What I do, call a truse Drop a nude in the booth Open your eyes Heavenly spies Double my price Throwing up sprite Killing my vibe Staying inside Choosing your side I don’t have time Back track Boom, smash Zoom, crash Lose fast New splash High class I’m mad I’m mad One call I drink when the night falls Two call They pray on my downfall Last call I had too much alcohol Free fall I speak, you follow protocol (You said you love me) (I know you fuck me)
5.
In My Shoes 02:29
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(Have my money in my shoes) (Have my money in my shoes) (Have my money in my shoes) (Have my money in my shoes) Have my money in my shoes Forget everything I lose When I put my brain on shrooms One for me and one for you, yeah All the colors in the fumes Close your eyes and we just cruise I can show you all my moves If you want to chill that’s cool, yeah (Yeah) My secret I can’t die with regret Lets reset I don’t got my weed yet Just calm down Take a puff and slow down Lets skip town In the ocean I drown White lines take lives on a wild ride Fuck a bitch and another at the same time I zoom, we fume and we found a groove Do to you what MJ did to tennis shoes Big them up to break them down like that Pick you up and dick you down, no cap I’ve been playing in your mind, that’s facts Think we losing our vibe bring it back Feisty, dicey I think she a pisces High key, try me She be moving spicy Mighty, pricey Want to be my wifey Nike, white tee Fuck me to Kehlani When I put my brain on shrooms, yeah All the colors in the fumes Close your eyes and we just cruise I can show you all my moves If you want to chill that’s cool, cool, cool
6.
T.D.I.M (feat. Kodie Shane) 02:24
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[Breon] Yeah, yeah You want the money you know I got plenty Fucked the first night that I land in Miami Open my cash up and pay for you mani Shut the fuck up and I’ll pay for your pedi Would’ve been more but you want to be petty Now you on call leave your kid with her family Sister would do it you don’t got a nanny Shorty get to it and take of your panties Liquor by the liter Shorty is a keeper Rolling all my reefer I know how to treat her Someone better take my phone Turn these niggas into clones I believe I found my zone I am Cesar this is Rome Knew it was one when I walked in the hookah spot Shorty got wings with the lemon I know they hot Left from the club and we fuck in the parking lot Shorty got knees I can tell that she do the squats If you like this baby wait til you see the yacht Can’t talk about it cause niggas they talk a lot Can’t trust nobody I know that they gonna plot Niggas be friends but I swear that they turn to opps Pay for the teli in cash Pay for the teli and dash Baby we going to fast Baby I hope we don’t crash Told me her mom is Chinese Said that her dad from Belize Know that my neck is on freeze Trust me it came with some fees You want the money you know I got plenty Fucked the first night that I land in Miami Open my cash up and pay for you mani Shut the fuck up and I’ll pay for your pedi Would’ve been more but you want to be petty Now you on call leave your kid with her family Sister would do it you don’t got a nanny Shorty get to it and take of your panties [Kodie Shane] I park my car lets go I know me My Pussy like Rock n Roll She like to drink I like to smoke I like to drop the top you know Grey coens and Prada Shoes (?) Whites in on my Louis Vuitton (?) Early mornings and red eyes Now my eyes look like an Asian now I don’t want relations now Outside of the cool caucasian now Yeah, if you feel it then just say it now How you act when I’m not around And who you call when I’m not in town Yeah [Breon S.Y.N.D.E.L] You want the money you know I got plenty Fucked the first night that I land in Miami Open my cash up and pay for you mani Shut the fuck up and I’ll pay for your pedi Would’ve been more but you want to be petty Now you on call leave your kid with her family Sister would do it you don’t got a nanny Shorty get to it and take of your panties
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KOH (Kingdom of Hearts) 03:32
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Girl are you dumb You text me You tell me you done Baby we haven’t begun You make me look dumb Baby I cheated like once You knew what it was from the start A kingdom of hearts I’m building a kingdom of hearts I’ll leave you the space and the cars I’m headed to Mars Can you bandage up my scars Baby we gonna go far Yeah, yeah Baby you don’t need to ask why, why I can see through your disguise Bright suns in the bright skies, skies Going dumb and you ask why, why Baby you don’t need to ask why, why Girl I shine in the night time, time Bright suns in the bright skies, skies Baby you don’t need to ask why I’m in pain I’m insane We have sex I wear chains Girl I shoot From the range Girl I rock Rock all day I’m insane I can rock I can rock, I can rock all day I can rock, I can rock all day I don’t know, I don’t know what I’m saying I’ve been running all day, yeah Baby knew you knew my name, yeah I’ve been going insane, yeah (Yeah!) Girl are you dumb You text me You tell me you done Baby we haven’t begun You make me look dumb Baby I cheated like once You knew what it was from the start A kingdom of hearts I’m building a kingdom of hearts I’ll leave you the space and the cars I’m headed to Mars Can you bandage up my scars Baby we gonna go far Yeah, yeah Baby you don’t need to ask why, why I can see through your disguise Bright suns in the bright skies, skies Going dumb and you ask why, why Baby you don’t need to ask why, why Girl I shine in the night time, time Bright suns in the bright skies, skies Baby you don’t need to ask why

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released June 24, 2022

All Tracks (except where noted):
Written and performed by Breon Syndell Levons
Executive Produced by Mark Boucher Jr.
Composed and Produced by BeatzbyAries
Mixed by Dan Ballas
Mastered by Rich Morales (except Track 7)

Additional writing and performances by
Michael Christmas (Track 3)
Kodie Shane (Track 6)

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Breon S.Y.N.D.E.L is consistently reinforcing the notion that we're all just watching the world turn, and that every once in a while we enter it's orbit to engage with life, love, sex, inebriation and solitude.

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