Phoenix
Phoenix is not a debut—it’s a resurrection. A 37-minute cinematic reckoning from D. Monroe, crafted in isolation and sharpened by clarity. Co-executive produced by Natasha Hay, the album balances raw vulnerability with surgical precision, offering a minimalist yet emotionally loaded soundscape that feels like both a funeral and a coronation. This is Monroe rising from wreckage—not clean, but scarred. The album opens in ash and ends in armor, tracing a path through betrayal, ambition, and the quiet violence of self-awareness. Each track is a confrontation: never indulgent, always intentional. The production is stripped down, almost skeletal, allowing Monroe’s voice to carry the weight of every line. Hay’s executive touch brings clarity to chaos, framing Monroe’s catharsis with discipline and depth. Her influence is felt in the album’s restraint and pacing—nothing is rushed, nothing is wasted. Thematically, *Phoenix* explores power reversal, emotional tension, and the myth of reinvention. Tracks like “Rearview” and “No Take Backs” feel like letters never sent, while “Flex” and “Cool Under Pressure” reclaim space with quiet defiance. “Mood” and “Flip the Page” mark transitions—emotional, strategic, and spiritual. But it’s the final track, **“E.M.A.N.I,”** that reframes the entire project. A letter to Monroe’s daughter, it’s a whispered promise that his love will never change, even as she grows and maneuvers beyond his reach. It’s not performative—it’s enduring. Built on sparse instrumentation and intimate delivery, the song offers guidance without control, trust without surveillance. It closes the album not with resolution, but with responsibility. “E.M.A.N.I” is legacy in motion: a father stepping back, but never away. Visually and lyrically, *Phoenix* is steeped in contradiction: faceless yet intimate, minimalist yet mythic. It rewards close attention and punishes passive listening. For those who’ve followed Monroe’s journey, this is the moment he stops explaining and starts declaring. Phoenix is not just music—it’s myth-making. And the fire still burns.
01 Phoenix (Intro)
“Phoenix (Intro)” opens the project with raw confession and mythic rebirth, tracing a journey from public shame and personal loss to strategic reinvention and emotional resilience. The speaker confronts betrayal, fatherhood, and systemic injustice with unflinching clarity, balancing poetic vulnerability with tactical grit. Lines like “They was ready to close my casket / Rose from the ashes” and “Dreams of touchin’ the sun / They said I can’t shine” crystallize the central theme: survival isn’t enough—it’s about rising with purpose. This track sets the tone for a body of work that rewards close attention and dares listeners to witness transformation in real time.
Lyrics
I slipped through the cracks Was skinny and frail If love was the same as air I couldn't inhale Put me through hell Publicly shamed Guilty with no trial Throw dirt on my name It's never been easy for me Accustomed to pain Umbrellas in high demand Accustomed to rain Fell in love with a snake I covet her poison Mistakes are embarrassing I try to avoid them Hand on the stove Don't be surprised if it burns Moth to a flame All consequences are earned Death on my top Sizeable knot Measuring my success In all that I got But who am I kidding Lord knows I gave up a lot I'm talking the headstones Revising the plot Is not in the cards I would trade you my spot Give all my earthly possessions to turn back the clock Retracing my steps Replacing the breath Back in your lungs But that's selfish I guess Sometimes I reflect I look in they eyes I think I'm a good guy But I feel they despise All I count on for strength is the love of my daughter Can't even hug on my kid because of court orders Can't rely on these friends They never hold water But Judas sat at the table was part of the slaughter Somehow keep it together God and my mom My team tougher than leather Tasha and Ty The tighter circle the better Mick by my side A bond you can never measure They was ready to close my casket Rose from the ashes Sharpen up my thorns Can't touch me bastards Working on my bachelor's You probably think it's magic One M down Don't stop now Move faster On zoom with the financial planner Upping the standards Buy low no guts no glory Who needs an analyst They ain't see it coming All the deets are in the manifest High stakes Boy I know the streets We can handle this They used to trade bullets on the block Now we're being bullish with the stocks It's a big difference I'm far from the toughest by a lot But the strategy I got that shit on lock Homie bear witness See you can boil water in a pot But you can't keep it down when it's hot It's the same sentiment Can't say I never took a loss But I took those lessons to the heart We became intimate She's a bitch by all accounts But you only get one life gotta keep a happy house Emotions cloud your logic when they out Wearing long sleeves, stoned face damn what he about Don't worry Everybody in a hurry Start to telegraph your moves And that's when they jump your route Social media for clout With the bears waiting upstream You chumps are the trout Dreams of touchin' the sun They said I can't shine Rose up like the Phoenix It's just my time Dreams of touchin' the sun They said I can't shine Rose up like the Phoenix It's about time Dreams of touchin' the sun They said I can't shine Rose up like the Phoenix It's just my time Dreams of touchin' the sun They said I can't shine Rose up like the Phoenix It's about time
02 The Business
“The Business” is a calculated flex wrapped in grit, where survival meets strategy and silence becomes power. The speaker moves through betrayal, envy, and misjudgment with surgical precision, refusing to explain himself while letting results speak loudest. Lines like “You wanna see me bleed / I got these papercuts” and “I don’t really talk too busy with the business” capture the tension between vulnerability and dominance—he’s not just winning, he’s redefining the rules. This track reframes the villain arc as a badge of honor, proving that resilience, focus, and quiet execution are the sharpest weapons in the game.
Lyrics
Yeah, I seen some shit I ain't wanna see Dealt a bad hand, played it humbly Thought we was close They don't fuck with me Walls closing in, I just grin That's how it's gonna be I love that underdog narrative Life ain't fair I don't care though, I'm here for it Never speak up on the rumors You believe it, cut you off like a tumor I don't gotta prove shit Monitor my movements You can learn a lot And I ain't get a thing free I earned my spot I got 'em counting up the value Damn yo, he must've won the lotto They can't get a break Passenger look like a model That shit hard to swallow Envy in your blood The art of war Buy you boys a bottle Show love, man it's dangerous You end up targeting yourself Tryna aim for us Stay low, stack that paper up You wanna see me bleed I got these papercuts If I must be the villain, let's embrace it Be prepared to look the lion in the face My DNA different I came up way different I came a long way Can't sway me from the mission Try to show love Why is fear more convincing Try to show love Why is fear more convincing I don't really talk too busy with the business Money got 'em looking at the kid through different lenses I don't really talk too busy with the business Hindsight twenty twenty Now you see the vision Hope my haters live to hundred Two commas after the zeroes You feel that shit in your stomach Four circles, overlapping not in your bracket RS double the threat Blazer for fashion Something like trading my winters for summer nights Trigger that emotion they wishing I miss my flight Long hair, curves is legit, real as it gets You think the girl you with is a ten Bro, she a six Respectfully I never brag when she check for me Make her waive that checkered flag Relax, Ima let it breathe They toe to toe with a gladiator Unfamiliar land, stranded no navigator I'm right at home on some Bane shit You claim you love the dark Til all light is extinguished Hope was a myth, many slip Only few win I'm built for this shit You unequipped like an empty gym Cool, let's work it out They always talk heavy That cardio with they mouth I've been through it all Mind running a million miles Bank account strong My wallet could lift a house My DNA different I came up way different I came a long way Can't sway me from the mission Try to show love Why is fear more convincing Try to show love Why is fear more convincing I don't really talk too busy with the business Money got em looking at the kid through different lenses I don't really talk too busy with the business Hindsight twenty twenty Now you see the vision
03 Cool Under Pressure
“Cool Under Pressure” is a swagger-heavy meditation on composure, where the speaker balances chaos, envy, and expectation with surgical calm and calculated moves. Whether navigating fake friends, romantic heat, or financial flexes, he never loses grip—“I walk around with the world on my back / Keep a smile on my face” becomes both mantra and armor. The track flips vulnerability into dominance, showing that true power isn’t loud—it’s controlled, strategic, and always ten steps ahead.
Lyrics
Got so used to these fuck boys A real nigga got 'em in an uproar Inconspicuous with my magic tricks Stay super low act like an average bitch But she (Not though) just look and see Yo, they ridin' round like look at me Why attention seek? I'm camera shy Just doing me, don't analyze I can handle it, I am so equipped Whenever I'm involved, yeah you know it's lit for sure You could never fuck with bull She came through with nothing on Who said life's a bitch? My experience kind of contradicts A love story, she got the hots for me But the heat is on me like the oven door Picture perfect but I know I'm drawing Your setback is my step back No matter where you want to shoot from Or where the ball go through, that net at I walk around with the world on my back Keep a smile on my face With a chip on my shoulder A girl on my lap The way I hold it together Man, I hold it together when most would collapse Yeah, they think that they know But forget what you know Boy you don't know the half So cool under pressure Don't assume, that's the golden rule Cuz a diamond shines in the darkness too Oh, they think I'm crazy but the money baby Only thing that really needs a padded room Yeah, the chips was down and they ain't come around And nowadays they like what's up with you Like Big Sean, I don't fuck with you Kick rocks I got stuff to do I ain't never been comfortable Someone always gonna come for you On my toes like a ballerina And I keep a nina for the audible Omaha, yeah I'm the Manning And never outta pocket and I never panic Let me drive, Ima live my life, you can catch my vibe That's proper planning Prop the planet on my fucking back NY to spend a couple racks It's dinner time but I'm intertwined With an aged bottle of wine and a couple snacks I walk around with the world on my back Keep a smile on my face With a chip on my shoulder A girl on my lap The way I hold it together Man, I hold it together when most would collapse Yeah, they think that they know But forget what you know Boy you don't know the half So cool under pressure Sunday to Sunday wheels up I do one thing Wrong-way down the one way You in your own way, you lil' fuck face Hotel getting fed grapes by dimes straight off the runway Shoot straight, don't pump fake Your bitch feet hurt cuz her pumps fake Lil niggas need to pump brakes, going too fast Down the wrong path Going full speed down that interstate Can't associate with your silly ass Let's talk about what you really have Why they all get so quiet though That kid diabolical On they last stand like the alamo Got a boss hand throw your cards in And why you want to go all-in Autographing your coffin In real life, we can't all win I walk around with the world on my back Keep a smile on my face With a chip on my shoulder A girl on my lap The way I hold it together Man, I hold it together when most would collapse Yeah, they think that they know But forget what you know Boy you don't know the half So cool under pressure I walk around with the world on my back Keep a smile on my face With a chip on my shoulder A girl on my lap The way I hold it together Man, I hold it together when most would collapse Yeah, they think that they know But forget what you know Boy you don't know the half So cool under pressure
04 No Take Backs
“No Take Backs” is a relentless anthem of self-belief and forward motion, where every scar becomes a credential and every setback fuels the next leap. The speaker moves with urgency and precision, refusing to fold or apologize—“Still bet it all fuck it / No take backs” becomes both mantra and warning. Loyalty is rare, fear is dead, and validation is irrelevant; this is the voice of someone who’s already survived the worst and now plays for keeps.
Lyrics
Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money My mind is going like a million's miles and running My warm up is your top speed I don't know no better I don't never fold for nothing Try to measure up they not me I know the odds are stacked Still bet it all fuck it No take backs Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money My mind is going like a million's miles and running My warm up is your top speed I don't know no better I don't never fold for nothing Try to measure up they not me I know the odds are stacked Still bet it all fuck it No take backs Loyalty like a unicorn With my attitude like a uniform Heavy fuck off, got a cold heart Cuz the world harsh Had a rough start from the big city Yeah, the bad part Young upstart, and it hit different When the kid spark They don't love you, better learn that Too far to try to turn back Every scar like a badge of honor With a lesson learn when I earned that Life ain't fair, then my dad died Just to emphasize and confirm that Only fear God, all these tears dried Now I'm motivated, never hold back We don't go back Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money My mind is going like a million's miles and running My warm up is your top speed I don't know no better I don't never fold for nothing Try to measure up they not me I know the odds are stacked Still bet it all fuck it No take backs Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money My mind is going like a million's miles and running My warm up is your top speed I don't know no better I don't never fold for nothing Try to measure up they not me I know the odds are stacked Still bet it all fuck it No take backs Keep a bad bitch on my FaceTime People hear shit through the grape vine I ain't shit, no new friends, only date 10's Don't waste your time You can wait for yours; I'm taking mine I can't help how I'm defined So, I'm two steps back with the game on the line But I'm Dame when it's time No need for your validation Ain't no reconciliation My heart used to be filled with hatred Now zeros fill up the banking statements Modest chain, cuz I'm understated Fresh cut just in case a hater send shots my way Going out my way No they can't catch my wave Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money My mind is going like a million's miles and running My warm up is your top speed I don't know no better I don't never fold for nothing Try to measure up they not me I know the odds are stacked Still bet it all fuck it No take backs Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money My mind is going like a million's miles and running My warm up is your top speed I don't know no better I don't never fold for nothing Try to measure up they not me I know the odds are stacked Still bet it all fuck it No take backs
05 Flex
“Flex” is a razor-sharp meditation on authenticity, solitude, and earned elevation, where the speaker dismantles clout-chasers and false narratives with surgical precision. He moves in silence, under the radar, yet fully in control—“A leap of faith, but I ain’t come down” captures the altitude and intention. With tinted windows, no cameras, and a daughter who anchors his joy, this track is a declaration of self-made clarity in a world obsessed with noise.
Lyrics
More chill than I ever been All opposition, I just leveled them You not on my level you won't make a fool of me They might think that you something but you ain't fooling me I see the holes in your stories, the inconsistencies I see the bitch in a nigga, the female tendencies All things in the dark are one day revealed It's your version of real and what's really real Kill you dead and my gun still concealed Reality of danger pill Choke on your words, bite off more than you can chew That's why I'm focused on a meal with the dollar sign But you can't make sense of it I mean you literally ignorant I mean I'm literally getting it Simple math, make it faster than you spend the shit It's so easy All they know how to do is flex I keep it moving, just deposit checks you know You think I fall off, baby hold your breath Ohh they fly? You as high as jets They not the top of the project steps A leap of faith, but I ain't come down They come around Like they was here from the start Let's talk facts The wall the only thing, the thing that had my back They don't know where I live where I actually be Barely pick up my phone if you asking for me Don't manufacture lies life we actually beef 'Cause I can see you in the streets and feel threatened the least Tinted windows, new cars I don't advertise Living my life outside your average lives No cameras, rarely pictures for me To my daughter every day is like Christmas Eve Deflect shade like you wouldn't believe My own wave, never focus on the fish in the sea 'Cause they will take you out your game like you twisted your knee Only a queen can show a king what he's destined to be Meanwhile, I fly solo, under the radar Y'all be on GoPro, show me what you made of Flashing all your bill money, social life made up I am authentic no filter, no makeup You could never understand All they know how to do is flex I keep it moving, just deposit checks you know You think I fall off, baby hold your breath Ohh they fly? You as high as jets They not the top of the project steps A leap of faith, but I ain't come down They come around Like they was here from the start Let's talk facts The wall the only thing, the thing that had my back Where you at Ears open, mouth closed Hands open, gun loaded Looking for my attention, go unnoticed Fuck what a man say what's his motives So many bad attentions and bad vibes I'm thinking I'd rather have you on that side I'm not the type to be celebrating at half time From the Akron street to the back nine It's still a lot of game left, yeah, its crunch time And they looking at your boy like it's lunch time Third quarter I'm pouring it on like Klay Thom Fourth quarter is out of reach the game mine I try to be a good sport But if anybody ever want smoke, I'm a Newport Your Achilles is you all talk On the sideline when shit gets hard, you got no heart I could never understand All they know how to do is flex I keep it moving, just deposit checks you know You think I fall off, baby hold your breath Ohh they fly? You as high as jets They not the top of the project steps A leap of faith, but I ain't come down They come around Like they was here from the start Let's talk facts The wall the only thing, the thing that had my back Where you at
06 Mood
A blistering confessional wrapped in lava-hot restraint, "Mood "captures the tension of a man teetering between vengeance and control, haunted by betrayal and fueled by clarity. It’s a portrait of emotional warfare—where silence is strategy and rage simmers just beneath the surface. “If my baby momma was a mood / I’m a second from a homi but I’m trying to play it cool” sets the tone for a track that’s both volatile and calculated, a warning shot disguised as poetry.
Lyrics
If my baby momma was a mood I'm a second from a homi But I'm trying to play it cool Hotter than some lava in the sun Don't you push me to edge 'Cause I'm really not the one They ask me if I'm good I'm on the razors edge Karma take too long I want revenge now, while the taste is fresh They say that anger lingers and corrupts your soul Like all these rocks they throw, don't leave a mark And they don't take their toll I hate to see these snakes live to celebrate These crumbs at the table 'cause these worms didn't clean the plate A vicious cycle that we can't escape Contemplating squeezing on these triggers weigh the give and take Offended the audacity, they bold and fake Counterfeit, you counting it, you flopping like the NBA And that's some shit we can't authenticate The earth would be a better place if all you fuckers went away If my baby momma was a mood I'm a second from a homi But I'm trying to play it cool Hotter than some lava in the sun Don't you push me to edge 'Cause I'm really not the one If my baby momma was a mood I'm a second from a homi But I'm trying to play it cool Hotter than some lava in the sun Don't you push me to edge 'Cause I'm really not the one It's all good until you snap, waiving the strap With one in the dome, the day I don't think and just react Well then, I'll be wrong They pushing they prod, pressure applied I never reply Peppered shots, I just nod I brush them aside The sun in they eyes, they keep they distance To eclipse you They can't escape the gravity My presence is the issue You insignificant, retaliation has no benefits I'll hire you to help me build my empire, brick by brick Starring role in your own downfall, I know my mind is sick Vaccinated from those germs like y'all, I can't afford to slip For that moment that your mask fall off Already on defense Taking charge, stay in position while you on the bench Can't give an inch, vultures looking for an opening Don't try to take anything that's mine, stop provoking him Playing hopscotch, blind folded, on a mine You going to blow that shit Then everything I ever held back, you going to hold that shit If my baby momma was a mood I'm a second from a homi But I'm trying to play it cool Hotter than some lava in the sun Don't you push me to edge 'Cause I'm really not the one If my baby momma was a mood I'm a second from a homi But I'm trying to play it cool Hotter than some lava in the sun Don't you push me to edge 'Cause I'm really not the one
07 Flip The Page
A defiant anthem of survival and self-made elevation, "Flip the Page" confronts systemic traps, personal betrayal, and the hunger to rise above it all. It’s a lyrical memoir of someone who’s been counted out, dodged cages and curses, and now moves with precision and purpose. “My solution to these haters—to be everywhere they ain’t” and “Stack my money so high the air getting thin” capture the mindset of a man rewriting his story in real time, one page at a time.
Lyrics
Listen, I am not your slave Want to see me slain or in and out a cage So enraged, give a cop a cause to lay me on the pave Flip the page Man, they ain't going to like the way I'm getting paid Mommy prayed, that these streets would never take her son away So, I'm dipping through the traffic while I'm laughing to the bank My solution to these haters to be everywhere they ain't Competition in the distance think the devil running late Got an angel on my shoulder and these dimes all in my face You can play it safe, or you can play to win Am I hungry? You can add another plate like I'm in the gym In the wind, you can run in place, excuse me gentlemen I'd rather lose the game taking shots, than have no attempts I can look at a man and see his intent I can look at your face and see your contempt Let's talk about where I'm going, who cares where I been Stack my money so high the air getting thin Occupying space in their mind without paying rent The art of killing a man without leaving prints Motivated, full acceleration, hint of desperation Crabs in the barrel, margins narrow and betrayal patient Listen, I am not your slave Want to see me slain or in and out a cage So enraged, give a cop a cause to lay me on the pave Flip the page Man, they ain't going to like the way I'm getting paid Mommy prayed, that these streets would never take her son away So, I'm dipping through the traffic while I'm laughing to the bank My solution to these haters to be everywhere they ain't Competition in the distance think the devil running late Got an angel on my shoulder and these dimes all in my face Yeah, no amount of green will ever change that I'm black Walk to the plate with two strikes what type of bullshit is that Chip on my shoulder, laser focus, no excuses got me bold and ruthless Just an afterthought, my mental note that I was just a nuisance Now a constant reminder that you overslept Those subtle styles by designers you ain't heard of yet And you buying Balenci's for the name While I cut against the grain While still staying in my lane Never change, from small change To big chains, they big mad I'm destined for big things Those big bags built off of big dreams When down bad turn into big leagues Listen, I am not your slave Want to see me slain or in and out a cage So enraged, give a cop a cause to lay me on the pave Flip the page Man, they ain't going to like the way I'm getting paid Mommy prayed, that these streets would never take her son away So, I'm dipping through the traffic while I'm laughing to the bank My solution to these haters to be everywhere they ain't Competition in the distance think the devil running late Got an angel on my shoulder and these dimes all in my face
08 Rearview (feat. Lizziano)
Rearview (feat. Lizziano) is a cinematic drive through betrayal, ambition, and unapologetic self-worth. Darrin delivers razor-sharp verses with mythic weight—“Hard Knock University I passed with a smile”—while Lizziano adds a haunting counterbalance, embodying the paranoia and pressure that come with elevation. Together, they craft a dual perspective: one from the driver's seat, the other from the rearview mirror. The hook hits like a mantra of motion—“Taste that exhaust, we ain’t looking back”—as both artists leave behind envy, fake love, and dead weight. It’s not just a flex. It’s a reckoning.
Lyrics
They transparent 'cause they paper thin, and they paper thin Keep paper in my bank account and paper coming in They always watching keeping in mind, minding my options So nonchalant, don't give a fuck ain't it obnoxious Got different problems, on different levels with different bottoms So, I can fall and still be on top just being honest Fuck being modest, be who you are its basic logic Our views way different, we seeing through different optics It's money only you playing thuggish, carry your luggage Off your square, all of that baggage clearly you bugging Lifetime hustler broke, grinding for nothing And now you just the butt of a joke, shit is disgusting But they always pointing fingers like I'm on trial Street educated but I'm off that now Hard Knock University I passed with a smile Practicing my free throws, I know people foul Taste that exhaust, we ain't looking back Coupe for two, roof removed, we ain't into that No limit's, autobahn ambition and I mind my business I never try, I "just do it" homie, Nike emblem They don't get it, don't expect them to Diamonds form under pressure, they ain't built like you They ain't winning, don't expect them to If you want to see them niggas, look in my rearview Niggas wish me death, niggas wish me hell Praying on my downfall like issa wishing well Don't want me to prevail, nigga oh well I would wish you fucks the same but ain't contradicting myself You see heaven to me is the brick of fishscale Loaded on Noah's Ark I know that shit gonna sell I'm about to tip the scale Pour an 8th in my chalice, light up an el Sippin' at the last supper, surrounded by clientele Can't you tell from your start to finish Told me mind my business Remember? Now, your arm extended, hand out, asking for help Was told never cast pearls on a swine, so I felt It was time to let you learn from the hand you was dealt You crucify me in your laughter And your disciples followed up after But still through it all niggas ain't mad at ya I resurrected from the grave laughing still From the muscle, tell them fetch me mussels for my last meal for real Taste that exhaust, we ain't looking back Coupe for two, roof removed, we ain't into that No limit's, autobahn ambition and I mind my business I never try, I "just do it" homie, Nike emblem They don't get it, don't expect them to Diamonds form under pressure, they ain't built like you They ain't winning, don't expect them to If you want to see them niggas, look in my rearview
09 Like You
“Like You” is D. Monroe at his most vulnerable—unraveling the myth of masculinity through fatherhood, heartbreak, and legacy. The track moves like a memory reel: from childhood admiration (“Taught me family over money, only loyalty legit”) to the quiet ache of romantic loss (“Some days I just need to talk to somebody like you”). It’s a confessional wrapped in mythic tenderness, where love becomes both blueprint and burden. Every verse is a mirror—reflecting who shaped him, who he’s shaping, and who he’s still trying to hold onto.
Lyrics
Ain't nobody cooler The way that you maneuver I tried to match your fly step for step, I'm your junior I get why you and mom didn't make it You was young, wasn't ready at the time And let's face it, in your prime I would see you with these dimes Damn it's so and so, poppa was a playa But made time for his little man, practicing my layups At the park, with some Jordan's on always kept my layup Fresh part, went to Mr. Sam had the sharpest shape ups Always counting paper, taught me how the money supposed to flip Taught me family over money, only loyalty legit Made me stronger than a bull I was stubborn as a mule Now I'm looking in the mirror, really wishing it was you Like you, like you, like you, like you Growing up the only thing I wanted was to be like you All I ever needed in my life was a father like you Some days I just need to talk to somebody like you One day I hope that I'm man enough to stand in your shoes You grew up in a blink of an eye You was a bump in mommy's belly now you rolling your eyes Source of my pride You the best of me Can't even describe the type of love I'm a better me, you keep me in line I ain't perfect I apologize for me and your mom You only 10, but you're smart enough to read between lines Became a man when I recognized that I am your example of a man When these little guys try to hold your hand I know it's hard I got a lot of rules, but I'm your biggest fan For the moments when I'm not around, just always have a plan Life will show you what you can't do, focus on the things you can Remember happiness a choice that some will never understand Like you, like you, like you, like you The day you were born you will never meet nobody like you Give it all, no conditions, I could never love somebody like you Some days I just need to talk to somebody like you If I made a perfect person, I'd be lucky if they came out like you You taught me how to love Then you taught me how to lose Humble ain't the word, got me looking all confused Looking in your eyes and it clearly mean the flame I'm giving jealous little vibes and that really ain't my thing Entertaining other women, but all I really want is your attention Plus got other drama adding to the tension You might catch me reminiscing Can we take it back when shit was different? You my best friend, sometimes I really miss it Ain't nobody Like you, like you, like you, like you I met a lot of women, but I never met nobody like you My heart beat different never fell for nobody like you Some days I just need to talk to somebody like you If I ever love again it would have to be somebody like you
10 Left
“Left” is D. Monroe at his most guarded—wrestling with vulnerability, pride, and the emotional fallout of love gone sideways. The hook “Shit’ll probably go left, before it ever go right” sets the tone for a cold, introspective spiral where apologies hold no weight and trust feels like a gamble. With lines like “Love is addictive as fuck and then the detox is rough” and “I put my feelings in the freezer, caution tape around the scene,” the track paints heartbreak as both battlefield and crime scene. It’s not just a breakup anthem—it’s a study in emotional defense, where survival means staying distant, even when connection calls.
Lyrics
Apologies are old right Just another cold night Shit'll probably go left, before it ever go right Pride won't let me backtrack Past got me gun shy I'm thinking about the sunset You thinking about the sunrise We so different I'm thinking I'm no good, I'm no fucking good All you do is trust me and love me And I wish could I think I'm scarred or maybe I never healed Arm's length, staying on guard, that shit is real Love is addictive as fuck and then the detox is rough Fucking with you I be pressing my luck We got to chill, can't be distracted They going to catch me lacking Sorry I'm a savage And I come with baggage Plus, I peep a pattern send the baddest packing, no exceptions Treat you like it's no reception Yeah, I said what I said I left you on read I can't recall the last woman that slept in my bed Apologies are old right Just another cold night Shit'll probably go left, before it ever go right Pride won't let me backtrack Past got me gun shy I'm thinking about the sunset You thinking about the sunrise We so different You don't listen you on some other shit Believing you can change who I am, who said I wanted this Because I never did, don't be a glutton for punishment Arguing out in the street, screaming my government You know that's not my style, why you getting loud Why you got to play that's how you act, I'm going to take a bow Everything is math, the equation see I think it out You ain't an addition, the solution to subtract you out Nothing worse than bitches on your paper route I'm trying to get an m; I need a queen that removes the doubts Will ambition fuel your suspicions When shit is looking slim, you riding or good riddance There's no time for convincing My patience thinner than tissue Use it to wipe your tears, my motives are clear as crystal Nothing clouding my vision My heart covered in wisdom You mouth telling the story Your actions show if you meant it Apologies are old right Just another cold night Shit'll probably go left, before it ever go right Pride won't let me backtrack Past got me gun shy I'm thinking about the sunset You thinking about the sunrise We so different My heart hard as a brick I mean I been through some shit Who hasn't been through some shit I mean, yeah, there was a girl on the list But everything went left, that opportunity is missed I put my feelings in the freezer, caution tape around the scene In real life I thought we was a team So, excuse my skepticism, but where are your receipts On defense, you know you shouldn't reach I'm in my zone I'm in my prime why you on my phone Calling back-to-back, ain't no looking back Definition trapped, feeling trapped 'Cause a woman was designed for what we lack If she really on her game, she could make an empire collapse All facts, if I am the villain then expose the lie Met a lot of women, but a few really catch my eye And that shit scary man, I'm petrified It would take a goddess in the flesh, to put that aside Apologies are old right Just another cold night Shit'll probably go left, before it ever go right Pride won't let me backtrack Past got me gun shy I'm thinking about the sunset You thinking about the sunrise We so different
11 E.M.A.N.I
“E.M.A.N.I” is D. Monroe’s most intimate offering—a lyrical love letter to his daughter wrapped in wisdom, protection, and generational healing. The track blends poetic tenderness with hard-earned lessons, as he vows “I made enough mistakes to make sure you won’t” and reminds her “Just follow your heart, that’s the strongest map.” It’s more than fatherly advice—it’s a blueprint for self-worth, resilience, and legacy. Every bar is a promise, every chorus a heartbeat. This is what it sounds like when a myth-maker speaks directly to his muse.
Lyrics
June 4th, my favorite day not even close Too fly, sharp as a knife, smarter than most I remember when I held you but soon, you'll be on your own Life moving too fast before I know it, you're grown Such a know it all reminding me of myself Super independent and never asking for help A few things I need to teach you though See I made enough mistakes to make sure you won't Yeah, you'll make mistakes but make sure you learn a lesson Never take their word for it always ask questions Time is too important never waste it on stressing Loyalty is key and don't you ever put it second Baby you're a boss you was born for that But always work smart, they'll try to hold you back Just follow your heart that's the strongest map Always separate fiction and expose the facts Every single day More than any words All the love in me Never leave your side In my heart where you will be Never leave your side In my heart where you will be I love you Every single day More than any words All the love in me Never leave your side In my heart where you will be Never leave your side In my heart where you will be I love you So, love is a drug the effects can be beautiful But I got to warn you about the things it can do to you Boys immature, poison for sure Poised to deploy plots to soil to the pure You going to make decisions that I just can't be involved in Trust in yourself disregard what they talkin I know this really don't make sense it will later Love yourself first and never settle for pay cuts Happiness a choice don't let them tell you no different Smile every day 'cause you young and you gifted Bring more to the table than a plate, use your wisdom Treat people right then expect what you give them Mistakes are okay for yourself you forgive them But never forget them, you're far from a victim Don't be discouraged, you lose some and win some Just reach for success and I promise you'll get some Every single day More than any words All the love in me Never leave your side In my heart where you will be Never leave your side In my heart where you will be I love you Every single day More than any words All the love in me Never leave your side In my heart where you will be Never leave your side In my heart where you will be I love you Some days you going to hate me I heard it comes with the territory But never question my love that's mandatory See your dad never had a thing handed to him So, I got to make sure you take advantage of me I want to see you setup to never need for nothing Don't rely on nobody for a thing you wanted I'm going to always have your back just aim for something We got it Every single day More than any words All the love in me Never leave your side In my heart where you will be Never leave your side In my heart where you will be I love you Every single day More than any words All the love in me Never leave your side In my heart where you will be Never leave your side In my heart where you will be I love you