Erick the Architect - 2-3 Zone (produced by James Blake)

New Album “I’ve Never Been Here Before“ Out Now: The MANDEVILLIAN Tour Tickets On-Sale Now: Follow Erick the Architect: Instagram - Twitter - TikTok - @erickthearchitect Soundcloud - Spotify - Directed by: Erick the Architect & Lew Good Producers: George Bladon, Kiara Vaziri Director of Photography: Koutn Hagopian 1st AC/Camera Operator: Jamie Jude 2nd AC: Oliver Ruta Gaffer: Bryan LaSof Key Grip: Peter Buck Grip: Loren Blazek Production Assistant: Mitchell Dolphin Production Designer: Kiara Vaziri Wardrobe Stylist: Haven Hibser Editor: Lew Good Colorist: Roy Sun BTS: Mitchell Dolphin Location Manager: Mike Miller Starring: James Blake Athlete #1: Daniel Fitzgerald Athlete #2: Dana Handler Athlete #3: Don Nunnari Athlete #4: Jose Morales Athlete #5: April Duran Mandevillain #1: Alexander Siliezar Mandevillain #2: Shayan Safa Mandevillain #3: Trevor Dalton Mandevillain #4: TJ Coughlin Production Company: Sparky LYRICS [Verse 1] Gang, gang Feel alone got a mind full of fury with a mouth full of jewelry I don’t flex em, I don’t stress em, all sections getting wet up Loud black man, boy you know we getting fed up Finally economy is climbing for me Hopefully they try to get a sponsor from me I’m tired getting down every time I’m defeated Hear the voice in the background, we delete it Gotta get in line with the bro mane There’s no getting round when if gon’ bang Instead we getting high we get more bank When I cash out, I’ll get the gold chain All gas with a little tank, bet you can’t thank it I’m counting Ben Franklins Money dripping like paint chips Formation, and the job I do is thankless Uber driving to the makeshift, vacation And the grind don’t stop I would never get enough, get enough Get in line, if you gotta give it up, I been drinking white wine with my pinky up So boughie, but I’ll still eat a two piece low when a n**** off duty Im unruly, a boo not a groupie Spend my last dollar on the zone like a 2-3, 2-3, 2-3 [Chorus] Loddi, doddi, chill, chill Something kinda, ill, ill I get by for, real, real I could probably, kill, bill Drive it, drive it, steal, steal I got time to, kill, kill All my profits, build, build Sitting on a, mill, mill [Verse 2] I’m a renegade, syndicate for the money clip, I be running shit Me and James like the wonder twins Hit the stage with the gun in hip Hit a lick, hit or miss, lemme guess, this’ll get, this’ll get, ignorant Dividends spend when the mini van land First time out on tour never a got damn Always put on my mans Still pursuing my plans I’m a student by chance Still doing my dance, dance And you n**** not focused Make you bow down to the sultan I been approached b**** I got them open You see the vultures? You wear The Wire like Mcnaughtly’s the culprit Another dosage, of real emotion The Black Moses, money woes make em preach to the pulpit F*** that, when a n**** ice frozen Cause I’d expose him And they all know it’s over [Chorus] Loddi, doddi, chill, chill Something kinda, ill, ill I get by for, real, real I could probably, kill, bill Drive it, drive it, steal, steal I got time to, kill, kill All my profits, build, build Sitting on a, mill, mill #ErickTheArchitect #23Zone #IveNeverBeenHereBefore