Listen to his new single “Another Day” below. It’s “Another Day” for Jahmiel. It’s been a hugely successful year for Jahmiel who scored a string of hits in 2017 including a song with his fellow MVP singjay Mavado. Jahmiel is one to look out for in 2018. Related Posts

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Mavado and Jahmiel Drop New Single “Badness” [Listen] The Patriotz leader delivered a new single “Another Day” produced by Nuff A Dat Records. There are also rumors that he has a song coming out with both Vado and Alkaline but we’ve yet to see it yet. “We do this for we families yeah / Brights like like me draw the trees / Chisel them naan give in / We word hard for all we dreams,” the singjay spits.

[Hook:]
Yup, what’s goodie
I’m the hottest around, my city
I got all the sounds, got plenty
You should ask around, my city
You should get to work, get busy
Do it until it hurt, get busy
You should go berserk, get busy
Imma make you work, get busy

[Verse 1: Cakes Da Killa]
Yo, let me talk my shit
From a college dorm to suite in Chile
Getting drink tickets in my Mishka hoodie
To a Mac sponsor just to up my pretty
Fees is changing so I’m high sadity
Avoiding fake fuckers who claim they fucking with me
Dick riders trying to match my witty
Had to cleanse my palate appetite too picky
All this Henny in me got my mood all pissy
Foreign labels keep me feeling frisky
Steady hating, what’s the ishy?
I’m the MVP so bitches cannot bench me
Groupies on me when I’m in they city
Bet you want this lifestyle cause it sounds so kinky
Feeling cocky, iced out the pinky
And if you kiss the don don’t leave no hickies
Yup

[Hook]
Yup, what’s goodie
I’m the hottest around, my city
I got all the sounds, got plenty
You should ask around, my city
You should get to work, get busy
Do it until it hurt, get busy
You should go berserk, get busy
Imma make you work, get busy

[Verse 2: Ritchie with a T & Steppa J. Groggs]
Yup, what’s goodie yo
Been the hottest round since a nigga ate Cheerios
Parker flipping shit like his ass Rey Mysterio
619! Ya that use to be the area code
Now a nigga been all around like a Mary-go
Turn this shit loud if you hear it on the stereo
A nigga about to go Jose Canseco
Ya a nigga about to go Jose, shit’s scary yo
Remember when they were like “Oh shit you on the radio!”
Now these niggas like “Oh Groggs? That nigga’s very old”
We be like, “Chill out nigga hear me out”
You just mad there’s only 10 likes on your video
But there’s like 20 niggas standing in your video
How that work out? That’s a 50/50 ratio
You just that bad nigga you might have to let it go
And that hairline nigga you might have to let it go

[Hook]
Yup, what’s goodie
I’m the hottest around, my city
I got all the sounds, got plenty
You should ask around, my city
You should get to work, get busy
Do it until it hurt, get busy
You should go berserk, get busy
Imma make you work, get busy

[Bridge:]
What’s goodie
My city
Got plenty
My city
Get busy
Get busy
Get busy
What’s goodie

[Verse 3: Ritchie with a T]
Yup, what’s really good
I’m the hottest motherfucker in my neighborhood
Even if I came to yours, I probably would
Ok maybe not if you live in Hollywood
I might pull up, I might skirt off
In the Pathfinder with the Birks on
Or the 4Runner with the Hares on
And your girl still mad I cut my hair off
Cause it’s Ritchie with a motherfucking T
I got a classic tape, plus a degree
Ok not yet, I got another year
I’ll have another classic plus my Grandma’s cheers
I ain’t trying to be no motherfucking engineer
I’ma get my mom a crib with a rap career
And a 6 series make the roof disappear
So she can never say “There ain’t no fucking room in here”
Yup

[Intro: Skippa Da Flippa]
Woah
(30 you a fool for this one)
Oh you going dat way huh?
Woah
Woah
Flippa!

[Hook: Skippa Da Flippa]
Stay away from bitch niggas, snitch niggas
I fuck with you, if you like me tryna’ get rich nigga
I’m ball cappin’, ball player
My garage it got a elevator
Crib so big I had to buy a escalator
Dat way
Dat way
Dat way
Dat way
Dat way
Dat way
Skrong nigga
Skrong nigga
Skrong nigga
Skrong nigga
Skrong nigga

[Verse 1: Skippa Da Flippa]
Skrong nigga
They say you tell it well you wrong nigga
Zero, zero, zero comma, triple zero figures
Kyrie Irving in the paint [?]
I’m like nino in the pot the raw right in the middle
Dat way
Paint the Benz coupe matte grey
Snap ya’ cap like it’s hat day
Save a fifty for a bad day
Ball cappin’ I’m the MVP
Skrong nigga no Hercules
Rubber band it as I count the G’s
Pour a four just to get some Z’s
House that I dreamed of
I don’t trust 12 so i bought a nina
Only talk money I think my demeanor
I love the money like Martin love Gina
I’m a ride it to the roaders
Don’t stop he try pull you over
I think the real should get closer
And I won’t live looking over my shoulder

[Hook: Skippa Da Flippa]
Stay away from bitch niggas, snitch niggas
I fuck with you, if you like me tryna’ get rich nigga
I’m ball cappin’, ball player
My garage it got a elevator
Crib so big I had to buy a escalator
Dat way
Dat way
Dat way
Dat way
Dat way
Dat way
Skrong nigga
Skrong nigga
Skrong nigga
Skrong nigga
Skrong nigga

[Verse 2: Skippa Da Flippa]
I play for keeps don’t never mix [?] I’m strong like a gymnast
White on white M and I had to tint it
So much [?] you would think I was the chemist
The snakes are closer than you think
Pearl perfect be the paint
I’m having birds off the [?]
Shooter shoot faster than you blink or think
You better look our for your brother he shouldn’t need if you really love him
I’m true to loyalty and I thank my mother
She say stay together and watch over each other
I love the way the money feel
I’ve been stacking up blue bills
Big house fuck a hill
And I’m going dat way I mean it for real
See a, fifty bands on top of fifty bands
I’m a take my time you a mini man
Sticks on sticks like the Taliban
Now they need me I used to be the six man
Dat way
Dat way
Pick up the backend’ on Saturday
Ties and offerings Sunday
Get back to the money on Monday

[Hook: Skippa Da Flippa]
Stay away from bitch niggas, snitch niggas
I fuck with you, if you like me tryna’ get rich nigga
I’m ball cappin’, ball player
My garage it got a elevator
Crib so big I had to buy a escalator
Dat way
Dat way
Dat way
Dat way
Dat way
Dat way
Skrong nigga
Skrong nigga
Skrong nigga
Skrong nigga
Skrong nigga

[Hook]
Reminiscing on the days I ain’t know what was ahead
What I gotta do to make sho the family fed
Staring at the ceiling struggling to go to bed
Tryna pass class split the needle with a thread
Far away from home and feeling so alone
A boy amongst men I ain’t even wear cologne
Girls call me MCM, I’m tryna be Jerome
The Jazz up the road I wanna play for Jerry Sloan

[Verse 1]
Got to college me and mama had to setup the dorm
Shortly after got the first tat on my my upper arm
Hit the volley ball game yea that welcome was warm
She crying driving off time to weather the storm
First day I stumbled in teacher hand us the syllabus
I’m Dame from east Oakland I don’t know if I’m feeling this
The notice the temperament right away
Wonderin if I should stay
In my heart I know that this the right move for nicer pay
They ask me Dame how ya classes, I saw a few distractions
But nothin serious enough to make me late for practice
I’ll be there coach, I’m jumping on the shuttle
He said if you on time that mean you late you better hustle
Grab my bags, got that town swag
IPod slappin, listenin to "Black Mags"
That boy out on his own, thinking that he grown
Wet behind the ears tryna show he got some stones

[Hook]
Reminiscing on the days I ain’t know what was ahead
What I gotta do to make sho the family fed
Staring at the ceiling struggling to go to bed
Tryna pass class split the needle with a thread
Far away from home and feeling so alone
A boy amongst men I ain’t even wear cologne
Girls call me MCM, I’m tryna be Jerome
The Jazz up the road I wanna play for Jerry Sloan

[Verse 2]
I been on campus for some time, but I ain’t working enough
I claimed I wanna make it, Phil was first to call my bluff
I ain’t have curfew I’m seeing what that work do
Up through the campus I could tell you every perfume
Turnt at every party, my cut on Steve Harvey
Tryna MC and be fly call me Marty
Was hardly ever tardy, we showed up like a army
A lot of love for hoopers, a couple sports was salty
I’m sorry, eventually I got up on my job
Game winning treys and I started catching lobs
Won a MVP everybody givin props
Broken 5th metatarsal headed to the docs
Can’t believe it, in my feelings
Head up in my palms
Moms livin with my auntie set off an alarm
Stayed at school for summer cuz the city doin harm
Bout to make the most of the given deck of cards

[Hook]
Reminiscing on the days I ain’t know what was ahead
What I gotta do to make sho the family fed
Staring at the ceiling struggling to go to bed
Tryna pass class split the needle with a thread
Far away from home and feeling so alone
A boy amongst men I ain’t even wear cologne
Girls call me MCM, I’m tryna be Jerome
The Jazz up the road I wanna play for Jerry Sloan

[Verse 3]
Fall 2011, I’m high minded, noble
Did the work it’s time for me to do what I’m suppose to
Huey told me dominate and let them coaches coach you
Started gettin media, none of it was social
Elevated my mentality all I see is casualties
How he get to Weber State, my performance baffling
All the girlies after me, I got reporters chattering
Started hearing whispers, they thinking bout draftin me
I’m to the lab, let’s work that dribble jab
If I get this down I’m gettin 20 at half
They try to double me I hit a shot look at the staff
I was in my bag, I’ma get the last laugh
Coach said come on by my office, I got a bone to pick
Busted out in tears you know how them moments get
He said this year ya last, gotta put you in the Draft
Blazers took me number 6, that’s a mission passed

[Hook]
Reminiscing on the days I ain’t know what was ahead
What I gotta do to make sho the family fed
Staring at the ceiling struggling to go to bed
Tryna pass class split the needle with a thread
Far away from home and feeling so alone
A boy amongst men I ain’t even wear cologne
Girls call me MCM, I’m tryna be Jerome
The Jazz up the road I wanna play for Jerry Sloan

[Verse]
Let’s give it a shot, you and I on the court
Time ticking on the clock, baby, I’mma try to score
Cause you the hottest on the block
Nothin’ dimmin’ your light
But all the options that you got wouldn’t ever treat you right, no
I don’t need a telescope to see the you’re the one
But I do need your time and if ain’t yours, I’d rather have none
I don’t need a fortune teller to tell me my fortune
I have a million signs that my fortune just begun

[Chorus]
You got me jumping like
Boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka, boom
Boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka, boom
Boom shakala, boom shakala, ooh
Wanna hold you down
Boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka, boom
Boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka, boom
Boom shakala, boom shakala, ooh
Wanna hold you down

[Post-Chorus]
I said, back at it again with the jumpshot
I’m aiming for you and I won’t stop
Back at it again with the jumpshot
We could lock it down, never unlock
I said, back at it again with the jumpshot
I’m aiming for you and I won’t stop
Back at it again with the jumpshot
We could lock it down only if we give it a shot

[Verse]
Let’s give it a shot, you and I on the court
Time ticking on the clock, baby, I’mma try to score
Cause you the hottest on the block
Ain’t nothin’ dimmin’ your light
But all the options that you got wouldn’t ever treat you right, no
I don’t need a telescope to see the you’re the one
But I do need your time and if ain’t yours, I’d rather have none
I don’t need a fortune teller to tell me my fortune
I have a million signs that my fortune just begun

[Chorus]

[Post-Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Jumping into something, I don’t really know what to expect
But outta your team, you’re the MVP and you’ll never be less
And baby, the past was nothing but practice, now I’m set
When you give me access, I’ll just sew my heart into your chest

[Chorus]
You got me jumping like
Boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka, boom
Boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka, boom
Boom shaka, boom shake, ooh
Wanna hold you down
Boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka, boom
Boom shakalaka, boom shakalaka, boom
Boom shakala, boom shakala, ooh
Wanna hold you down