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14 Hours

by Alfred Nomad

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14 Hours (ft. Tracie Cieara) 03:16
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Intro And for the record I have no cares about how cool you are, if you're not cool enough to be yourself I'm still the same glasses wearing, book reading, family loving nigga from around the way Verse 1 I have no idea where this life is going to take me Besides these records be damned to let anybody play me Alienated myself ain't wishing on a star Searching for God looked in the mirror and there you are God's image, Jesus Christ as my witness Practicing what I preach you barely got out a scrimmage At it for ten years my blood, sweat and tears Fist fights and faced fears, pen looks like Shakespeare's ugh Middle finger to the devil he can come and get me I know my dick is about the only way this world can tempt me Bullied as a child now your words don't offend me Giving everything, when I die I'm leaving empty Check my watch there's no time for holding back Cause once it's gone can't get it back, how real is that Only baggage I'm carrying's in this suitcase Choking dead presidents til they give me that blue face Chorus All aboard Now we're on the road 14 hours more Now we're on the road On the road (the road) The road (the road) The road Verse 2 Feel like there's chips on my shoulder with weights in them Fear and hate strikes like snake venom Avoiding the cuffs at all costs you would think that I make denim May not have much but know that that faith's in him Momma taught me that at a young age Praise doesn't end on Sundays Let his light in like sun rays Shine bright now we're all beaming Words give all meaning them eyes that's seeing It's glaucomic how my foes ain't seeing me Could kill you off the top this flows on guillotine Deadly as nicotine that's laced with TNT Blessed with the flow like I'm kissing a deity Threw our own shows now they're filling to the back row Get the cash pass go, monopolize the cash flow Not prescribing to that fake shit from these assholes Racing myself like damn look at his ass go Chorus All aboard Now we're on the road 14 hours more Now we're on the road On the road (the road) The road (the road) The road
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6 Points (ft. A.P.) 03:13
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SQUADGOALS 02:58
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Chorus It's just me and my bros It's just me & my (2x) It's just me and my...bros It's just me and my bros It's just me & my (2x) Circle too small to deal with you at all It's just me and my bros It's just me & my (2x) It's just me and my fam bam man It's just me and my bros It's just me & my (2x) It’s just me & my squad Verse 1 Grinding early like a coffee pot Hit the devil with a Mollie wop Load a verse then I kill the beat Listen close you hear a body With my squad climbing to the top Feel so good I might Diddy bop Whole squad full of real ones Ain't in the building better build one If you want it you can get it Bump talking Imma live it Went to Texas like a cowboy Run it feeling like I'm Emmit Wrote this song floating on the road Taking turns driving to the show Said we might as well make a tape Heat for the summer let it ventilate Chorus It's just me and my bros It's just me & my (2x) It's just me and my...bros It's just me and my bros It's just me & my (2x) Circle too small to deal with you at all It's just me and my bros It's just me & my (2x) It's just me and my fam bam man It's just me and my bros It's just me & my (2x) It’s just me & my squad Verse 2 I know I'm doing what I'm supposed to do Killed the stage now they know the crew Heard you went on right before us, Sorry now they don't remember you Like who is you I forgot to call When in debt I still had it all Excuse the smell when I leave the booth The way i treat it should of been a stall. Bump your show I'll do my own touring Saw your show and it was so boring Hit my goals and I'm still scoring Don't you dare compare us nigga apples orange A lot of people still ain't effing with me Some are looking sketchy or they biz is iffy If I make a smash they couldn't get a quickie Like a belt on Whitney keep my circle skinny Chorus It's just me and my bros It's just me & my (2x) It's just me and my...bros It's just me and my bros It's just me & my (2x) Circle too small to deal with you at all It's just me and my bros It's just me & my (2x) It's just me and my fam bam man It's just me and my bros It's just me & my (2x) It’s just me & my squad
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Don't Touch The Radio (Skit) 01:57
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Roll Bounce (ft. Mvstermind) 03:13
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Verse 1 Your boy used to claim he's Cinematic now I'm really on the scene yea Rap a dirty version but he still look super clean yea Flipping lyrics like a gymnast on a balance beam yea Dr. King'd proud of me I finally seen my dream yeah Well if you want something new then I got what you need May these lyrics plant a seed, unlock your mind and let it free No no this ain't Pac - Nasir or Bigg pop(a) Built this independent nigga good luck trying to stop us AxJ is the only person I know how to be yea Say you can out rap me I guess that will have to see yeah Slow with the pace, better than running place Bless the mic when I create Give you that amazing grace Got it covered like I'm Sia, with that Ana-Mona-pia That's that boom up in your trunk Impala, Honda or a Kia My girl calls me Daddy and my niggaz call me Jizzle Don't even dap me up unless there's moeney in the middle Chorus I got the girls screaming Heyy and the boys yelling hoe (bounce) On this track I'm skating man I guess I'm on a roll (bounce) You're songs pretty wack man and that beat it ain't got no (bounce) Do like switches on that 6’4 if you want some more (bounce) Rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling Yelling hoe (bounce) I guess I’m on a roll (bounce) Beat it ain’t got no (bounce) If you want some more (bounce) Verse 2 I feel like Bow Wow Call me Xavier look ain’t no hating here mother fucker calm down Or is it all bad if it’s making good I mean I’m saying if I was I would I mean I could right now ain’t doubting me, but I got that vision and most of you mother fuckers don’t need some clout to see Don’t worry it’s about to be Clouds in the forecast I’m steady your sign Raining supreme yeah I’m feeling divine It’s in my DNA it’s my genes Hereditary hand me down to the seams Need a secretary counting the green Not to catch hit or catch one with a beam (Hit me on the flip) Hit me up as well Twelve cities in a twelve pass and last week in ATL Had to make a couple pit stops right before we hit the trail Cause last night in Colorado Springs we sold everything that we sell All of these cities back to back to back I think you can call this a tour yeah In Hollywood nope we ain’t even know how to act But they selling that pure there Fell in love with the palm trees Tree in the palm of my hand Head in the clouds, dreaming out loud Plotting on next time that we get to roll bounce bounce Chorus I got the girls screaming Heyy and the boys yelling hoe (bounce) On this track I'm skating man I guess I'm on a roll (bounce) You're songs pretty wack man and that beat it ain't got no (bounce) Do like switches on that 6’4 if you want some more (bounce) Rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling Yelling hoe (bounce) I guess I’m on a roll (bounce) Beat it ain’t got no (bounce) If you want some more (bounce)
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Bring It Back (Now You Know) ft. Grey 03:41
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Roll With the Man (ft. Jimmy Jones) 03:38
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And 1 (ft. A.P.) 05:04
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Verse 1 Juiced up in the damn club Girls tell me I’m handsome Pop it off like a hand gun I just told my girl bring a friend, if she’s going to that’s an And 1 Swag mean that’s a tantrum I’m in the club getting fired up til I’m lit, that’s a candle Got damn, Jizzle my brother I fly to Atlanta and feel like I run it These niggas talking but never do nothing I swear they don’t want it I am on my job trying to over do everything y'all can’t I do not skip to my lou boy I just skip to the bank Shake and bake, state to state from Indiana down to Georgia Team full of artists we get done performing take all your supporters I just might go through the legs, I just might go get some bread If you do not give me my cred, then I don’t hear nothing you said Yeah, I told Matt throw the alley up I told Dale call some women over, I’m just trying to get that Cali love Niggas want to try and hack a Shaq, shit maybe I Shaqile them This one going on the highlights I might get your girl to film it Chorus I feel like I hoop with the And 1 Tonight bout to go for the And 1 Get a shot make it double that's And 1 At the store when I cop got it And 1 She coming and bringing a friend Guess we bout to go for the And 1 We not making a baby that's And 1 Strap up for my safety no hand gun And 1, And 1 I'm bout to go for the And 1 Too many treated me so foul But I still made it that's And 1 Don't give it I take it that's And 1 You better make room like a mansion I'm bout to go for the And 1 - (Sound effects) Verse 2 Don't tell me to post more often, you don't need to know all of my whereabouts Don't tell me to follow you back, cause you posting nothing I care about Team full of entrepreneurs, and all of us making a fair amount How I paint a picture is paramount Spit heat and let the speaker air it out Like And 1 been dropping these mixtapes Competition can't stand me or sit straight Every track that I make is like a highlight And I'm crossing you quick if the vibe ain't right Hot boy and I got the sauce And i don't feel like I gotta floss You'd think I was wearing a gator how people keep asking me what's that Lacoste It ain't cost me much cause I made that These songs that you bumping I made that Now your boy got a name cause I made that In the city of Falcons and Braves hats Won't lie I ain't driving no Maybach But I'm whipping that shit like a slaves back See us working I hope you record this Guarantee we'll make you want to play it back It's clear you don't know what to do here All we do is sit back and wait, and watch you drop the ball like a new year This beat is straight off the backboard, get a bang for my buck with the profits This for anyone trying to ball out You and all your friends will want to rock this Chorus I feel like I hoop with the And 1 Tonight bout to go for the And 1 Get a shot make it double that's And 1 At the store when I cop got it And 1 She coming and bringing a friend Guess we bout to go for the And 1 We not making a baby that's And 1 Strap up for my safety no hand gun And 1, And 1 I'm about to go for the And 1 Too many treated me so foul But I still made it that's And 1 Don't give it I take it that's And 1 You better make room like a mansion I'm bout to go for the And 1 Verse 3 See I woke up in Atlanta that ain’t even where I stay Jizzle put me in the game and I ain’t even got to play On the couch in V.I.P and I ain’t even have to pay 3 girls here for my show, that’s a 4 point play I’m the man in my city even if I leave up out it Goin for the And 1, why these niggas keep on fouling I am Kobe for the 3, even when I throw for free Naptown’s dream team, but ain’t got no time to sleep You rap about stuff like you started it Culture you’re barely a part of it Can tell that you ain't got no profit Closet looking like a rapper starter kit Gone man it's time to go, hit the road Wanna save face get emo-ji I stick to the code Can see that we up man look at the score, Oh Chorus I feel like I hoop with the And 1 Tonight bout to go for the And 1 Get a shot make it double that's And 1 At the store when I cop got it And 1 She coming and bringing a friend Guess we bout to go for the And 1 We not making a baby that's And 1 Strap up for my safety no hand gun And 1, And 1 I'm about to go for the And 1 Too many treated me so foul But I still made it that's And 1 Don't give it I take it that's And 1 You better make room like a mansion I'm bout to go for the And 1
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Whatever You Do (ft. A.P.) 05:00
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On The Road / Lu$ter 06:09
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This album was birthed out of a 14 hour drive one way from Atlanta, GA to Austin, TX in a rented tour van with a few of my friends and band mates. We traveled 14 hours to perform for 50 minutes on stage during a festival. Then turned right back around and went home the next day for another 14 Hour drive. And I'd do it all over again, because I love making and performing music that much. What are you willing to drive 14 hours for to get once chance to do? I hope you're doing that very thing every day.

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released September 21, 2017

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Alfred Nomad Los Angeles, California

I’m Alfred Nomad. I love making music, writing, performing, and curating live experiences based around music and fine art. My family, hip-hop culture, Indianapolis, IN and Atlanta, GA raised me. Lifestyle brand LxVE (Love x Value Everything) founder & creative director. Finding my way, and making one at the same time. ... more

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