NO CAUTION (Deluxe)

by Makai Keyes

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released July 31, 2019

Vocals & production by Makai Keyes.
Featured vocals from Jon Constant & Saint Tony (Modest Felons), and Jazz Costanza.
Mixed & Mastered by Jazz Costanza.
Cover art by Donny Melrose.
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Makai Keyes is a 19 year-old Hip-Hop/Rap recording artist & producer based out of Northern California. A producer since the age of 16, Makai continuously honed in on his skillset as a producer, eventually delving into rapping & transitioning into creating original tracks under the alias Makai Keyes. ... more

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Track Name: DON'T STOP
[Verse 1]
I’m rocking Vetements, you wearing lettermans
Look at the score man, it’s time to come settle it
Starting shit off but I’m already veteran
Switching it up and it’s all for my betterment
Got a few bitches outside, let me let ‘em in
Gave em the pipe and they said that I’m generous
Flashing the fangs, you know this shit venomous
Switching the lanes, I feel the adrenaline
You wanna hang, you looking for clout
Say you got the flame, but I put it out
Say you got the thing, I’m taking account
Keep running your mouth and I’m taking you out
Look at the sweater, Maison Margiela
Neck full of diamonds like I’m under pressure
Bought her a rollie and flooded the bezel
She say she love me, but I say “Whatever”
Chains on my neck, you hearing ‘em clink
I’m making waves and you gonna sink
You on the brink of going extinct
Gone in a flash, they tell you don’t blink
Gone in a flash, get my racks up
I hit the dash get the cash, let it stack up
If you see me coming then you know you better back up
If you want war then you better call for backup

[Chorus]
Bitch I don’t stop, going straight to the top
Pulling up to the spot, got some bitches on a yacht
Tried to put me in a box, but they can’t though
They can’t see me coming through with the camo
Bitch you know I got the keys like a piano
Going slow, ride low, no soprano

[Verse 2]
Shoppin’ at Prada, you shoppin’ at Puma
You looking funny boy, you got the humor
Everyone laughing, they heard all the rumors
Had to dip off and I pull the maneuver
Had to dip off because I’m going ghost
Hop on a PJ, I’m never in coach
Sounds like I’m bragging, I don’t mean to boast
But I had to do it, I’m doing the most, yeah
Big smile, yeah I’m beamin’
See the diamonds and they gleaming
2000 for the coat
Bought it for no reason
Used to run from my demons
Changing numbers like the seasons
Now it feels like I’m dreaming, yeah, yeah
Running a check up, boy you better step up
Said watch your step ‘cause I’m seeing you mess up
You keep on walkin’ right into a setup by running your mouth and it’s getting me fed up
I cannot give you no more of my time
‘Cause I’m worth a milly and you worth a dime
I’m hitting the road and I see all the signs
This shit is divine, and I’m getting mine ‘cause-

[Chorus]
Bitch I don’t stop, going straight to the top
Pulling up to the spot, got some bitches on a yacht
Tried to put me in a box, but they can’t though
They can’t see me coming through with the camo
Bitch you know I got the keys like a piano
Going slow, ride low, no soprano

[Verse 3]
Bitch I don’t stop working through the day and through the night
Had to take some time off to double check and get it right
I was stuck inside the dark and I was searching for the light
But I’m back, running shit like I been running for my life, yuh
If you talking shit you better say it to my face
Come for me and you gon’ have to disappear without a trace
See ‘em saying they the best and well I guess that ain’t the case
‘Cause I had to drop the album just to put ‘em in they place
Put the pedal to the metal, got some shit I need to settle
Made it to another level, never dealing with the devil, yeah
People saying that I got successful, well I did it
I remember when they told me that “You’ll die before you get it”
Motherfuck ‘em they some snakes, told ‘em get up out of my face
Lambo pumpin’ on the brakes, swerving in and out of lanes
Runnin’ shit just like a race, always stuck in first place
Tried to put me in a cage but they can’t keep up with the pace, yeah
Track Name: SAFE
[Intro]
It ain’t safe, we don’t play
Put the racks, in the safe
We too great, no debate
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe

[Hook]
See me get the money, yeah I’m countin’ up stacks,
Know I’m coming for the fakes, so you know it’s all facts
I just bought a Maserati with the tints, all black
Pull up in designer, boy you gotta step back

[Chorus]
It ain’t safe, we don’t play
Put the racks, in the safe
We too great, no debate
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe

[Verse 1]
It ain’t safe, know you better run away
Every day, money every way, get it no delay
Don’t hesitate, I just pave the way, you just imitate
I don’t play, album on the way, counting down the days, yeah
No brakes we ain’t stopping
100k in the watchface and you watching
Pull up to Rodeo when I wanna go shopping, I cop it, see the racks I’m dropping
This shit way too shocking, ‘cause we don’t do no caution
Laughing to the bank, got the money on deposit
10 exotic cars, filling all of my garages
Got the candy paint, wood grain and the options, yeah yeah
I got the keys like I’m whippin’ a car
Don’t need ignition, I push it to start
I’m on a mission of raising the bar
Don’t need permission, I’m going too hard
I can get you anything that you want
I told that bitch come and see me tomorrow
Bought her a bag and a new Audemars
She wanna know that she fucking a star

[Hook]
See me get the money, yeah I’m countin’ up stacks,
Know I’m coming for the fakes, so you know it’s all facts
I just bought a Maserati with the tints, all black
Pull up in designer, boy you gotta step back

[Chorus]
It ain’t safe, we don’t play
Put the racks, in the safe
We too great, no debate
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe

[Bridge]
It ain’t safe, we don’t play
Put the racks, in the safe
We too great, no debate
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe

[Verse 2]
Black diamonds shining, you can see ‘em in the chain
When you see me coming through you better know this ain’t a game
I been dripping in designer so you know we not the same
You been tripping over shit that I just cannot entertain, woah!
See the lane switch
At the game, courtside with my main bitch
When I leave, I ain’t going with the same bitch,
I’m at the top boy, look how far I came bitch, cause
This an event, look at the money I spent, we are not playing pretend
We heaven sent, We only know how to win, countin’ up all of our ends
Bought a new Benz, pull up and fuck on her friend, then I might do it again
We heaven sent, we only know how to win, we only know how to win, woo!

[Hook]
See me get the money, yeah I’m countin’ up stacks,
Know I’m coming for the fakes, so you know it’s all facts
I just bought a Maserati with the tints, all black
Pull up in designer, boy you gotta step back

[Chorus]
It ain’t safe, we don’t play
Put the racks, in the safe
We too great, no debate
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Track Name: MERRYGO (feat. Jon Constant)
[Chorus: Jon Constant & Makai Keyes]
Riding ‘round like a merry-go
Pushing sound out the stereo
Windows tinted this shit ain’t for show
No surprise you already know
Riding ‘round like a merry-go
Pushing sound out the stereo
Windows tinted this shit ain’t for show
No surprise you already know

[Verse 1: Makai Keyes]
Grab the keys, pull up to the scene
Got the candy paint with the stripes in between (yeah)
Got a bad bitch in the passenger seat (woah)
Smoking on the gas and she pass it to me, yuh
I’m in Cali, posted by the beach, bitch
Got the valet, daily routine, bitch
Cut a check, but I get my clothes for free, bitch
All my diamonds from the bottom of the sea, bitch
Head spinning, think I need another minute
‘Rari whippin’, with the matte black finish (yeah)
Windows tinted, you can’t even see me in it (nope)
No limits, get the money and I spend it
Ay, I’m on the way (okay)
It’s the Keyes and Lil ‘Con we don’t play
Spend a couple G’s any time of the day
Go and grab the keys, then we speedin’ away, cause you know that we-

[Chorus: Jon Constant & Makai Keyes]
Riding ‘round like a merry-go
Pushing sound out the stereo
Windows tinted this shit ain’t for show
No surprise you already know
Riding ‘round like a merry-go
Pushing sound out the stereo
Windows tinted this shit ain’t for show
No surprise you already know

[Verse 2: Jon Constant]
Motherfucker, what you think
Riding round town, roller-coasting in the rain
Ion need no range, I’m just trynna whip the spaceship
Gripping on the grain, outside candy paint
Baby, it’s a pimping thing, where the fuck them candy canes at
Better know my name, I been killing it since way back
Boss up in ‘da game, I ain’t even touch a Maybach
Crazy how you faking with it, nigga I ain’t play that
I’m saying it’s insane how the fuck you niggas raised that way, not me
Man I’m coming from the Bay, all that talking get you sleeped
I been waiting for them days when the felons be the kings
Modest Felons in this bitch and we be kicking it with Keyes, you could see me and my team

[Chorus: Jon Constant & Makai Keyes]
Riding ‘round like a merry-go
Pushing sound out the stereo
Windows tinted this shit ain’t for show
No surprise you already know
Riding ‘round like a merry-go
Pushing sound out the stereo
Windows tinted this shit ain’t for show
No surprise you already know
Track Name: DOUBLE G FREESTYLE
[Verse]
Pop pills and she feel like a swing set
She gon’ ride round, flying down on a green jet
Ride around
Round the town, you ain’t seen shit
Pulling up, Double R, got the thing set
VS, yeah, VVS
All the diamonds on my wrist make me seasick

Pulling up in the Rolls with the green tint
Dippin’ off in a ghost you ain’t seen yet

Yeah, Double G, Double G, Gucci down to the socks though
I’m running round on the dot, on the clock though
Undercover sending shots, ain’t a shock though, yeah, yeah

And my bitch bad, yeah she modeling in Vogue
Spend a couple racks for the bag and a coat
And she off the gas and a bag of the snow
Stepping on the gas, going fast, never slow
Had to put a ring on it
Coupe got the roof so I had to blow the brains off it
Had to blow the brains off it
Wide body Maserati with the flames on it

Bought a new Bugatti
Know she want the keys
She can’t live without it
This that out of body
Flying like a pilot
Seen a couple bitches
Going kamikaze
Then I’m dipping off
In a Maserati
When I’m pullin’ up
She get too excited
Rollie full of diamonds
See it and I buy it
This shit way too private
You are not invited

Double G's on me
Got the keys on me
Tried to sleep on me
I don’t leave, homie
Double G’s on me
Best believe, homie
You gon’ see, homie
Double G, gone
Track Name: FOREIGN (feat. Saint Tony)
[Intro: Makai Keyes]
Don’t know where I’m going

[Chorus: Makai Keyes]
Catch me in my bag, whipping in a foreign
I remember life used to be boring
Stepping on the gas, don’t know where I’m going
Hit the dash, see the cash that I’m blowing

[Verse 1: Makai Keyes]
Hit the dash, see the cash that I’m blowing
Looking at my wrist, you would really think it’s snowing
Whole pointers ‘round my neck, you can see ‘em glowing
Running up a check, and I spend it on my clothing
Running through, what I’m thumbing through
Yeah, all my dreams, they be coming true
Running through, what I’m thumbing through
Yeah, bring a friend, she be coming too
Got me stuck, got me-got me stuck
Mixing up the syrup and I put it in my cup
Pull up in the Enzo, I just popped a benzo
Dressed up in some Kenzo, count my dividends, though
Caught some luck, tryna make a buck
Stacking all this money baby, I can’t get enough
Whipping out the Benz though, workin’ for the ends, though
Running to the end zone, catch me if you can, though

[Chorus: Makai Keyes]
Catch me in my bag, whipping in a foreign
I remember life used to be boring
Stepping on the gas, don’t know where I’m going
Hit the dash, see the cash that I’m blowing

[Verse 2: Saint Tony]
I remember times kicking it back, I’m making it mine
Can’t get off the phone, you just stay on line
Kinda miss my shine, kinda told you so
Modest Felons on the road, don’t know where to go
I’m telling you first right here, you gotta make shit clear, aye
I’m hopping out that whip, I gotta reappear, aye
Telling all my dogs, I ain’t gon’ tell at all, aye
Ain’t got foreign cars, but it’s my goal to ball
Amen, I ain’t for no fuck shit I will tuck shit, damn
But if it come to that we ain’t gon’ rush it, damn
Bro that’s my gang talking ‘bout “What’s this?”, aye
Boy, fuck you, man, we ain’t gon’ bust shit
We got tough shoes, hop out say “Fuck it, damn”
You tell me it’s your thing, and imma trust it man
Tell the people of my town we can go around
Modest Felons making sounds, your time is out

[Chorus: Makai Keyes]
Catch me in my bag, whipping in a foreign
I remember life used to be boring
Stepping on the gas, don’t know where I’m going
Hit the dash, see the cash that I’m blowing

[Outro: Makai Keyes]
Taking my time with it
I been taking my time with it
Taking my time with it
I been taking my time with it
Track Name: TAKING MY TIME
[Intro]
Taking my time with it
I been taking my time with it
Taking my time with it
I been taking my time with it

[Verse 1]
I been gone for a minute but I’m back now
Missing calls, yeah, you know I’m hard to track down
Had to crack down for some trackouts
But put me in a corner and I never back down
To be honest I don’t see the competition
I remember days when they couldn’t see my vision
Sticking to the plan, I’m a man on a mission, and
I be speeding off, no keys in ignition
Don’t need your permission, having premonitions of being at the top and it’s coming to fruition
Heard you you got beef, well I got the ammunition, and If you want smoke then I’m ready in position
This the life that I’m living, had to sacrifice and I made some decisions
Had to roll the dice, take advice and I listened and now I got the recognition, cause you know I been-

[Chorus]
Taking my time with it
I been taking my time with it
Taking my time with it
I been taking my time with it
Taking my time with it
I been taking my time with it
Taking my time with it
I been taking my time with it

[Verse 2]
Man this shit is amazing
Lookin’ at the roof of the Rolls, stargazing
Steppin’ on the gas, get the dreams that I’m chasing
And I’m killin’ shit on the track like I’m racing
This is greatness in the making
You ain’t ever seen nobody with this dedication
365, every day, I been patient and
Seizing the time, cause the game’s for the taking and
I don’t waste time, I just make time, getting great
Yeah it’s late, but it’s worth the wait, make no mistake
See the snakes, shaking off the fakes, they cannot relate
See the hate, so I raise the stakes, they can’t make me break
I been taking my time with it
Always at the top of my prime with it
If you ain’t fucking with me know I’m fine with it
Had to take the old me and redefine cause I’m-

[Chorus]
Taking my time with it
I been taking my time with it
Taking my time with it
I been taking my time with it
Taking my time with it, yeah
I been taking my time with it, woah woah
Taking my time with it, yeah
I been taking my time with it, woah woah
Track Name: W.T.P.
[Chorus]
Yeah, what’s the price, yeah what’s the price
Private flights, yeah, what you like
What’s the price, yeah what’s the price
Got those bands, on your mind
Ooh, what’s the price babe
When you coming through for the night babe
I know you in tune with your vices
Go and take a chance, roll the dice babe
Ooh what’s the price babe

[Verse 1]
Nice babe, run up the racks every night babe
I need a freak on sight, buy anything you like
Flooding your wrist with ice, all of them diamonds they make me bite
Color the Benz off-white, going too bright with the Xenon lights, yeah
Flooded my pockets, got benjis on benjis
In the garage I got Bentleys on Bentleys
Maison Margiela got plenty on plenty
Imma go get you the Fendi on Fendi, woah
Fendi on Fendi
Dressing all fancy
Dropping her panties
Yeah, eat it like candy
My crib is a million, chandelier hang from the ceiling
Blowing the bands, imma show you the feeling
Living the life imma show you the meaning, woah
She want Ferrari I tell her to hop in and go
Say what’s the price and she told me a million, woah

[Chorus]
What’s the price, yeah what’s the price
Private flights, yeah, what you like
What’s the price, yeah what’s the price
Got those bands, on your mind
Ooh, what’s the price babe
When you coming through for the night babe
I know you in tune with your vices
Go and take a chance, roll the dice babe
Ooh what’s the price babe

[Bridge]
Bad little thing, how you do it like that
I love everything you do, and how you move it like that
Got a bad little thing, and she do it like that
Yeah she go and get the cash and she bring it right back, right back

[Verse 2]
Bad bitch counting up stacks
Thumbing through all my racks
Bought a new Porsche, all black
Got a couple mil in the back
Only speak truth, all facts
Smoking on all that gas
Speedin' off way too fast
She got the keys and I tell her “don’t crash”
She gon' want, all that Saint Laurent
Ice my arm, make my wrist get numb
Money talks, she gon' speak in tongues
You my number one, get you anything you want, saying-

[Chorus]
Yeah, what’s the price, yeah what’s the price
Private flights, yeah, what you like
What’s the price, yeah what’s the price
Got those bands, on your mind
Ooh, what’s the price babe
When you coming through for the night babe
I know you in tune with your vices
Go and take a chance, roll the dice babe
Ooh what’s the price babe
Track Name: DOUBLE G (feat. Modest Felons)
[Verse 1: Jon Constant]
I’m a double OG where I stay
Niggas know the name Constant, you better watch this
It’s the god widdit process, nigga aw shit, y’all shit
Ain’t be on shit, I like to talk shit
Motherfuckers really walk it, niggas mobbin’
Out in Antioch they lost it, move with caution
Street stalking in the darkness, there be some monsters
I know some niggas that’ll dog you for Aeropostale
Bitch I said that I’m a god so I got apostles
Better fuck up out my face, aye
Fly Me to the Moon did a K up in a day
See me next year widdit, we be up in space, mane
We be making plays on our own on the low, hollup
It ain’t fun (it ain’t fun), but ain’t it funny how think you be the ones
Get the fuck out where I stay, bitch
I been on the way, day ones finna stay with me
Cutting out the fake niggas staying on snake shit, aye

[Verse 2: Makai Keyes]
Modest Felons and the Keyes, got the double G’s
Got Chanel up on my sleeves with the double C’s
I’m next up, might just tour overseas
See a bitch in the crowd, fuck her then I leave
Yeah, we don’t do no basic
Dior not the Asics, tying up my laces
Spend a couple bands on some Places and Faces
Got designer brands on a first-name basis
Feeling gracious, got me sayin’ all my graces
Crib is spacious, always makin’ renovations
Been impatient, ‘cause I’m looking for the payment
This ain’t a game, shit, we ain’t playin’ PlayStation
I been up all night ‘cause I ain’t got no time to waste, man
Stepping on the snakes I got they faces in the pavement
Getting praises, ‘cause I got the dedication
I’m your favorite, I’on need to make a statement

[Verse 3: Saint Tony]
I’m impatient, I never mean to pass on my obligations
Why you make them faces
Fast money coming gas, come with the blue faces, ay
I ain’t never here to make the changes
What’s the difference, I pass it and I’m tripping
You can’t forget it, I roll up and I let shit go
Tell me that’s my lesson, whoa, you feeling like a felon fasho, ay man
Modest gang, with the Keyes man
What you need man, we ain’t here with you
We ain’t here for the spill, this shit getting real
Anybody tryna go for the open kill, forreal
You know that’s not my thang how I’m tryna go for range too long, on my time
On the clock I said you in the wrong, I bet you is
You can’t even keep up with the song, amen

[Outro: Makai Keyes]
Yeah, double G’s on me
Me and Modest Felons ripping through the beat, homie
Know we getting to the money guaranteed, homie
Goin’ straight up to the top, you gon’ see, homie
Track Name: SAFE (feat. Jazz Costanza) [Remix]
[Intro: Makai Keyes]
It ain’t safe, we don’t play
Put the racks, in the safe
We too great, no debate
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe

[Hook: Makai Keyes]
See me get the money, yeah I’m countin’ up stacks,
Know I’m coming for the fakes, so you know it’s all facts
I just bought a Maserati with the tints, all black
Pull up in designer, boy you gotta step back

[Chorus: Makai Keyes]
It ain’t safe, we don’t play
Put the racks, in the safe
We too great, no debate
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe

[Verse 1: Makai Keyes]
It ain’t safe, know you better run away
Every day, money every way, get it no delay
Don’t hesitate, I just pave the way, you just imitate
I don’t play, album on the way, counting down the days, yeah
No brakes we ain’t stopping
100k in the watchface and you watching
Pull up to Rodeo when I wanna go shopping, I cop it, see the racks I’m dropping
This shit way too shocking, ‘cause we don’t do no caution
Laughing to the bank, got the money on deposit
10 exotic cars, filling all of my garages
Got the candy paint, wood grain and the options, yeah yeah
I got the keys like I’m whippin’ a car
Don’t need ignition, I push it to start
I’m on a mission of raising the bar
Don’t need permission, I’m going too hard
I can get you anything that you want
I told that bitch come and see me tomorrow
Bought her a bag and a new Audemars
She wanna know that she fucking a star

[Hook: Makai Keyes]
See me get the money, yeah I’m countin’ up stacks,
Know I’m coming for the fakes, so you know it’s all facts
I just bought a Maserati with the tints, all black
Pull up in designer, boy you gotta step back

[Chorus: Makai Keyes]
It ain’t safe, we don’t play
Put the racks, in the safe
We too great, no debate
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe

[Bridge: Makai Keyes]
It ain’t safe, we don’t play
Put the racks, in the safe
We too great, no debate
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe

[Verse 2: Jazz Costanza]
It ain’t safe no more, I can’t take no more
Don’t woke a sleeping giant, time to settle the score
Been gone, been ghost, you seen me, I seen you froze
Them boys shook, I see they been told
What you thought this was, I’m back at it
Never lost a step, still banging
Ten toes down, Keyes with the killer sound
All we know is the hustle, it’s the realest all around
Just getting started, bases all loaded
Off to the races, nothing but blue faces
Get my brothers out the trap, never looking back
Still running to the bag taking victory laps, marathon

[Hook: Makai Keyes]
See me get the money, yeah I’m countin’ up stacks,
Know I’m coming for the fakes, so you know it’s all facts
I just bought a Maserati with the tints, all black
Pull up in designer, boy you gotta step back

[Chorus: Makai Keyes]
It ain’t safe, we don’t play
Put the racks, in the safe
We too great, no debate
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe

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