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Closer than Yesterday

by Tracy Lamont

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Tired but Patient 02:51
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I wanna be there already I wanna be in the end zone Wit a bad bitch that I pried out the friend zone Rolling in ends, and rolling up zones Zone after zone smoking cone after cone Spending dime after dime time after time wasting time Distractions Use em every-time I’m unsettled by satisfaction Feel like I’m gaining momentum But losing traction Tryna focus on the art But my mind My mind keeps drifting to the back end No cap I wish I was more like Jesus Hell If I could walk on water I’d walk on that bitch everyday if it made you believe in yo self I’m not sure that i believe in myself 100% But I am 100% committed to doing the work Time after time I spend time and Time and time again timing my timing times my grinding Every time my findings find all the things that are blinding Blinded by a look by a bitch by a book Look around I don’t wanna see Listen up no listen in to me Am I hearing God or hearing me? If I follow where I lead I probably die a violent death Pray you bless my every step Shit ain’t even deep Still I’m showing you my depth Pray I can bear the weight Of everything that I ask for I wanna be there already I wanna be there already
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Talk My Shii 02:27
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Bet I do it If ever said Crushing bones Cuz I’m never scared Staying hungry Like I’m never fed Look I never rat Cuz I’m never in that situation I’m on mission causing fissions cross the fucking nation I’m never patient but adjacent to the incubation I can’t keep em waiting It’s amazing every time I grace em I’m new and notable All I got is quotables I don’t do politics But they still gone vote for dude Pop up at a show or two I might have a hoe or two She just wanna slide Get her wet as a Frank Ocean groove Calvin Harris Not a day off I am not Ferris This the shit they cherish What they tryna make perish Its apparent I’m fresh as a new born out his parent Rappers can’t see me They swearing I’m transparent They don’t connect like Bluetooth Gotta pair it They just say it back they birds They birds they all parrots Need enough fans For a tour from here to Paris If Eiffel down I would tower and still scare em I slide down in the JEEP My speaks blaring All black seats to the feet’s I’m Huey P Look I’m the one Not 2 or 3 Unless you put em both together Take look at me I guess I’m ballin like Jordan I could be sick with the flu I’m still scoring I could get hit when they shoot I’m still soaring Aye I’m guessing I’m built foreign I don’t mean out of this country I’m out this world Talking to Sumerians Patching in my girl She won’t believe this shit She gone say I’m playing games I was out wit a bitch I mean me and Mary Jane We was out on a lift I set her ass on fire And went down to the strip I want all the smoke in this bitch In front of the no smoking sign Smoking n shit Like What’s appropriateness You ever cross that line Its an appropriate mess Imma give em all the pressure That’s colloquial stress They say it ain’t the money It’s your testimony But you gone meet God If you test the money Do you wanna get blessed Fresh squeezed juice But I never been pressed Can’t worry bout what they do I’m doing my best Family Honor Respect I just live by the crest Any shot I take Is sure bypass a vest I’m aiming for the place that Your thoughts and dreams rest
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Big Stepper 02:16
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I’m steppin I’m steppin on everything Lethal Weapon My method go straight to veins I know lessons The stressing what cause the pain I know blessings come down When the praises rain I know sinners I am a sinner I had my girl for lunch Wit a side for dinner I got hate for losers And I ride for winners I got snow for summers I got heat for winters I been high I been low Til I die I won’t fold When its hot When its cold Got the pot Got the stove Cooking that dope like I sling base If I rap and stay saved hope I see Mase With the Queen like this Chess Brother checkmate We don’t aim at no vest Fuck yo chest plate Get yo best 8 With they best one It’s a feast in this piece I unleash on a beat Like a brother ain’t eat in a week Stomach touching my back Need a mill like I’m Meek I’m steppin I’m steppin on everything Lethal Weapon My method go straight to veins I know lessons The stressing what cause the pain I know blessings come down When the praises rain I know sinners I am a sinner I had my girl for lunch And a side for dinner I got hate for losers And I ride for winners I got snow for summers I got heat for winters I been high I been low Til I die I won’t fold When its hot When its cold Got the pot Got the stove Shifting my mental I wish Get an earful from my bish Gun in my gut from a pig Hand in my face still a swish You feel the reign in my midst They feel the pain when I sit You gotta stand tall Or they break yo ankles and wrist From all the angles disable the hip Now now you gon step You can’t walk in this bitch How I transform Like the all spark exist Having epiphanies puffin that piff I keep a Casio watch on my wrist Jazz from Nanna brought you this Got an affinity for writing flows Her love for God what make me feel chose I’m getting right on piano keys And saxophones and sample chops We play with time like its ample Stop Burning both ends of the candle Hot Can’t smoke yo weed unless you fam On God They lacing everything Might find Fentanyl in a nigga wings Who know what it is? Who know what it means? Say he coming back But nobody cares If the world ending It already did I got hellish ways But I’m heavens kid Lord wash my body mind and soul Help me keep these demons down in they hole
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Gas me Up (Feat. Navi) 01:36
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Baby don’t gas me up If you won’t ride with me Life a challenge baby And it take time to see Who got yo back Who moving slimey see They call you corny now Then you Michael B Jordan You just scoring in a different league X em out my life when When they disturb my peace These hoes Ludacris Should sign with DTP Baby ain’t no bird she don’t even tweet You tryna get out the mud Fuck with PHC Whether that’s the mental That’s the spirit or your real physique We can hype each other up When we feeling weak We can spend like 7 days in between the sheets Playing Teddy, Playing Marvin, Playin Isleys Baby take this pressure until I’m asleep And I know that you all mine ain’t no need to creep Unless you talking cruising in that black Jeep Baby don’t gas me up If you won’t ride with me This life a challenge baby And it take time to see Who got yo back Who moving slimey see They call you corny now Then you Michael B Baby don’t gas me up If you won’t ride with me Life a challenge baby And it take time to see Who got yo back Who moving slimey see They call you corny now Then you Michael B
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Closer than Yesterday 02:08
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Yea Another day closer I gotta make the most of Do this shit just like I’m supposed to Cuz I know they can’t Niggas tryna trick me out my position I just blow this dank Going crazy at the house I’m praying for my baby grace Know I got just what it takes Dunno why I hesitate Niggas being passive Stakes massive I evaluate Making so much magic I might fuck around and levitate And I just wanna get home safe Ridin to Creezy and Kwama Them Dallas city lights Illuminate the night Can’t make wrong seem right Know that I’m gone keep it real Buckets full of Ice and Champagne I’m gone keep it chill Smokin flower Daffodils Comin we gone run up mills Nigga this is not a drill Niggas really getting killed Or killing themselves for clout If a job make niggas lame A lame runnin your house The fuck is we bout Standing on business With opportunity Stand on an invention Your heart or you gratuity Stand on raising yo kids Or some humility Stand on some grace Or your name not your face Stand up for yourself Not this shit you can’t take witchu I’m being real I refuse to be fake witchu I got an Ocean of these flows being Frank witchu Same nigga sit and roll up the stank witchu Yea I’m that nigga Lap niggas Stack figures I walk with God I ain’t worried bout a rap nigga The walk is hard They say its less Then they lied to ya Closer every day even when I’m breaking down Do my best to keep a smile But sometimes I frown Heavy is the head I ain’t asked for the crown I just asked to make a living off my passion My brother still DoorDashing They won’t hire a felon I know he doing his best I just wish I could help him I’m still on my own journey But one day imma tell em Aye We on a tour Its money on the floor Life gone have challenges It ain’t money anymore

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How close are you to your dreams? As an artist I give every piece of me to the world as an intentional step towards mine. This EP and Short Film is a reflection of what we as artists go through creating and how everyday shapes us. You a lot closer to where you tryna than when you started

Directed by Dee Jack for APT E1EVEN
Shot x Edited by VisualsofEli
Written, Produced, Performed by Tracy Lamont
Mixed/Mastered by MR INK

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released July 5, 2025

Directed by Dee Jack for APT E1EVEN
Shot x Edited by VisualsofEli
Written, Produced, Performed by Tracy Lamont
Mixed/Mastered by MR INK

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Tracy Lamont Dallas, Texas

Virginia’s Tracy Lamont is an artist creating eclectic music for the masses, never confining himself to one lane or sound. Calling Lamont an Artist is just the beginning, emceeing, beat making, singing and producing, Lamont’s versatility and impact in the studio makes him one of a kind. ... more

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