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Dreamin'
01:38
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I’m dreaming
Oh, I’m dreaming of the things I can be
I’m crawling out my skin
Don’t know where I’m goin or where I’ve been
Been stuck in the same place all of my life
While I watch those inspired by me get light, it’s not fair
That you are there and I am here
Don’t you think it’s weird that you are there and I am here?
I was having nervous breakdowns like damn, these niggas that much better than me??
Like I ain’t out here with the 1, 2, 3?
Like I don’t write it down with my A, B, C’s?
Like, to be real I’ve been holding myself back
I really hurts watching all of my friends stack
While I’m lookin for the one little thing I lack
But to squeeze myself into that box feels whack
Sometimes it looks like I got it all
I fall harder when the storm comes pounding my door
I got mad shit to lose, I’m guarding it all
Mad skin that’s bruised
I’m locked in the stall, it’s all
Hidden wrapped tight under my sleeve
I pray nobody sees when the wounds start bleeding
That nobody hears when my heart stops beating
I wish I could watch like a fly on the ceiling, I
I, I, I, I’m dreaming
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2. |
Ain't Nothin'
02:08
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Ain't nothin but bar spittin'
Kick hittin'
Wonder where you been, you keep hidden
Real cute, pussy kitten
I’m too cold, you need mittens
Never Normal, #NiggasNiggin
We hit that beat, & and you gon start jiggin'
You don’t want no smoke with us
Tried to hitch a ride cause you missed the bus
Yeah we is serious, you need a nap, you delirious
While I, have a nice night cap
I produced the beat and I rap
Turn my mic up, don’t forget that
Turn my mic up!
I gotta be loud
Hit the back of the crowd, know what I mean?
I’m tryna get down
Don’t act like a clown in front of my team
Cause we goin’ up and up and you know what you did
Remember when you wasn’t fuckin’ wit the kid, huh
Remember that?
Y’all ready for some rap??
I was laid back tryna get my rest
You be lookin’ over tryna copy my test
I got the answers, I’m simply the best
You be lookin’ stressed & under duress
BIG vocabulary ‘cause I read printed press
Squared up in Times I surpassed all the rest
Shade of the money changed, stuff it in my dress
Pink & blue, keep it close to my chest
Uh oh, can’t pronounce my name
Listen to what I say: Rafia
Don’t put the emphasis on the “A”, put on it on the “I”, let it terminate: Rafia
Who got big bars, success in the cards, CV go hard: Rafia
It ain’t not but a one Rafia, and I cant stop til I’m done, nuh uh
And when I pull up 10
To the party you can’t get in
There ain’t no haggling
You geeses gagglin’
They stretching out they necks
Wings flapping but they can’t get next
Face twisted something vex
While the big boys cut my checks
You can't pronounce my name
What? But I go hard, hard, hard, hard
Ooh, you can't pronounce my name
Yeah, but I go hard, hard
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3. |
Crush
02:51
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I must’ve lost my mind
Tryna find you
Never know where you are
I’m gonna fall behind
Don’t remind me
I’m up to no good, you see
You cut the line
Took my time
I was fine before you
But we ain’t made ends meet since, oh, '13
Come find me
Sitting in my pink routine
Not wanting to be seen
But I look like a bug
Scared to get crushed
WooOoo
I’ve got a crush on you
( I’ve got a crush on you )
You (you)
I’ve got a crush on you, boo
I gotta have you
I’ve got a crush!
Cause when I think of you
I’m smilin’
Devil a lie, you’re wylin’
Saved you a piece so dive in
Get you a look, I’m stylin’
Got too high, I’m flyin’
Be, be good, no cryin’
See me lose it again
Re-retreat, go back in
(x2)
I…
Go back in
(x3)
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4. |
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Don’t stop, don’t stop get it
Came this far now you can’t just quit
It’s hard
Now you know that I got bars
Take over the world and have lunch on Mars
‘Cause ET is a friend to me
Once they see how cute my little tiny pen can be
Until the cameras come a little close to me
Back up, gimme a little bit of space to breathe
Cause when they hatin’ that’s a win to me
Keep - keep on shading like you is a summer tree
Girl g’on head shake it til the money leaves
You baldhead whipping all the longest weaves, yeah
Don’t stop don’t stop get it, get it
Don’t stop don’t stop get it, yeah
Don’t stop don’t stop get it,
Baldhead whipping all the longest weaves
Don’t stop don’t stop get it, get it
Don’t stop don’t stop get it, yea
Don’t stop don’t stop get it
Girls gon’ shake it til the money leaves
Damn I hate waiting on my money
Museums, schools they stay actin funny
We were posed to be done in 30 days
Half a year gone, still ain’t been paid
And this boy still in my phone
With the weak jokes, leave me alone
Cause I can make my own self laugh
When I picture your goof ass comin’ in last, ha
You’ve got to floss before you touch me
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5. |
Get Off
02:25
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Baby, I think there’s something wrong with you
Get off of my shoulder
Get off of my arm
We just had a brief conversation
You just got a taste of my charm
This ain’t going nowhere further
I think you got it all mixed up
I may have laughed at a few of your jokes
Took a hit of your smoke
But I don’t wanna fuck ya
Gimme my space, ugh
Get outta my face, ugh
Slow dowwwwn-uh
You ain’t winning this race
Not even in first place
Your homeboy could make it past first base
I just wanna know what it’s like
When i don’t have your treble drowning out my bass
Get off of my shoulder
Get off of my arm
(x4)
I just think it’s weird that it seems so clear
That I don’t want you
Still you’re in my ear, I don’t want to hear
What you wanna do
I am goin home alone
I don’t want you in my phone
Keep it to yourself
Think you need some help
But it won’t come from me
I need you to leave
I need you to, I need you to
I need you to leave
(x2)
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6. |
Spinach (outro)
01:33
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I’ve been feeling disillusioned
Like I’m losing my mind
No more wasting my time
How are you, I say “fine”
Put it off for
One or two more
Days I won’t even lie
Some days I don’t even shy
Away from the evil eye, ohh
I know they watching me
They want me to get lost at sea
But I got too much to do, I can’t leave
Please believe
I let too many people get in my way
Too many F’s made me afraid
But I change that today cause
My name is RaFia
And I’m to here to set the stage
I’m here to let go of some rage
I’m here to turn the leaf of the page
I’m gonna make it big
I’mma see my name in all of them lights
I won’t get into anymore fights
I’ll stop whenever I get tight
I’m a bad mamma-jamma
If you don’t know, you gon’ know soon
Wipe the planet like a monsoon
Step to me, you shrivel like a prune
I thought I was finished, felt diminished
I just had to eat my spinach
Now I’m getting big and strong
Now I sing songs, and I rap along
And yeah I made this beat too
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7. |
Dreamin' (clean)
01:38
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8. |
Ain't Nothin' (clean)
02:08
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Ain't nothin but bar spittin'
Kick hittin'
Wonder where you been, you keep hidden
Real cute, like a kitten
I’m too cold, you need mittens
Never Normal, winners winnin'
We hit that beat, & then you gon' start jiggin'
You don’t want no smoke wit us
Tried to hitch a ride cause you missed the bus
Yeah we is serious, you need a nap, you delirious
While I, have a nice night cap
I produced the beat and I rap
Turn my mic up, don’t forget that
Turn my mic up!
I gotta be loud
Hit the back of the crowd, know what I mean?
I’m tryna get down
Don’t act like a clown in front of my team
Cause we goin’ up and up and you know what you did
Remember when you didn't listen to the kid, huh
Remember that?
Y’all ready for some rap??
I was laid back tryna get my rest
You be lookin’ over tryna copy my test
I got the answers, I’m simply the best
You be lookin’ stressed & under duress
BIG vocabulary ‘cause I read printed press
Squared up in Times I surpassed all the rest
Shade of the money changed, stuff it in my dress
Pink & blue, keep it close to my chest
Uh oh, can’t pronounce my name
Listen to what I say: Rafia
Don’t put the emphasis on the “A”, put on it on the “I”, let it terminate: Rafia
Who got big bars, success in the cards, CV go hard: Rafia
It ain’t not but a one Rafia, and I cant stop til I’m done, nuh uh
And when I pull up 10
To the party you can’t get in
There ain’t no haggling
You geeses gagglin’
They stretching out they necks
Wings flapping but they can’t get next
Face twisted something vex
While the big boys cut my checks
You can't pronounce my name
What? But I go hard, hard, hard, hard
Ooh, you can't pronounce my name
Yeah, but I go hard, hard
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9. |
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Don’t stop, don’t stop get it
Came this far now you can’t just quit
It’s hard
Now you know that I got bars
Take over the world and have lunch on Mars
‘Cause ET is a friend to me
Once they see how cute my little tiny pen can be
Until the cameras come a little close to me
Back up, gimme a little bit of space to breathe
Cause when they hatin’ that’s a win to me
Keep - keep on shading like you is a summer tree
Girl g’on head shake it til the money leaves
You baldhead whipping all the longest weaves, yeah
Don’t stop don’t stop get it, get it
Don’t stop don’t stop get it, yeah
Don’t stop don’t stop get it,
Baldhead whipping all the longest weaves
Don’t stop don’t stop get it, get it
Don’t stop don’t stop get it, yea
Don’t stop don’t stop get it
Girls gon’ shake it til the money leaves
Man, I hate waiting on my money
Museums, schools stay actin funny
We were posed to be done in 30 days
Half a year gone, still ain’t been paid
And this boy still in my phone?
With the weak jokes, leave me alone!
Cause I can make my own self laugh
At the top of my class and you comin’ in last, ha
You’ve got to floss before you touch me
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10. |
Get Off (clean)
02:25
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Baby, I think there’s something wrong with you
Get off of my shoulder
Get off of my arm
We just had a brief conversation
You just got a taste of my charm
This ain’t going nowhere further
I think you got it all mixed up
I may have laughed at a few of your jokes
Said hello to your folks
But I don’t wanna hug ya
Gimme my space, ugh
Get outta my face, ugh
Slow dowwwwn-uh
You ain’t winning this race
Not even in first place
Your homeboy could make it past first base
I just wanna know what it’s like
When i don’t have your treble drowning out my bass
Get off of my shoulder
Get off of my arm
(x4)
I just think it’s weird that it seems so clear
That I don’t want you
Still you’re in my ear, I don’t want to hear
What you wanna do
I am goin home alone
I don’t want you in my phone
Keep it to yourself
Think you need some help
But it won’t come from me
I need you to leave
I need you to, I need you to
I need you to leave
(x2)
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Multidisciplinary artist RaFia Santana from Brooklyn, NY
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