Music executive Chris Hicks knew he had something special when he stumbled … Read Full Bio ↴Music executive Chris Hicks knew he had something special when he stumbled on a demo recorded by a newcomer by the name of Q. Amey. Hicks immediately set up a dinner meeting with the promising untapped talent. Soon after, a meeting with Jomo Hankerson, President of Blackground Records (Aaliyah, Timbaland, Tank) ensued. Hankerson was very impressed, offering Q a record deal without hesitation. Now, Q makes his preeminent foray into the music industry with his debut, Anthem Music.

The budding artist explains, “I have anthems in a lot of different categories. I have love anthems, club anthems. Anthem Music is music that gets the crowd moving. It’s feel-good music.” Q has a more serendipitous philosophy when it comes to creating music. “People are always looking for a sound, but really you can’t look for a sound, it just has to come to you one day,” which is the essence of Anthem Music. He mixes “everything possible,” including hip-hop, country, rock and R&B.

Anthem Music leads with “Steal My Show,” an infectious single produced by Brian Michael Cox (Mariah Carey, Bow Wow) on which Q deals with the sensitive subject of infidelity. “Everything that I wrote on the song happened exactly like that. The whole song is about her cheating on me – how could somebody else steal my show?” The piano-laced melody is sure to evoke the emotion Q felt when he wrote it. He also teams with label mate Tank on two tracks - “Stay” and “I Will.” Working with the Grammy-nominated artist was an affirming experience for Q.

Melodically, the album has a conventional tone reflective of the 20-year-old’s own generation, but nods to traditional R&B as well. Q pays homage to Janet Jackson on the alluring “One Drink.” Borrowing from her 1987 hit “Let’s Wait a While,” the mid-tempo track hears Q campaigning for the affections of a cutie that catches his eye. Other producers include J.R. Rotem (50 Cent, Sean Kingston) and Corna Boyz (Ciara, Omarion).

Born in Bankhead and raised near Atlanta in College Park, Q (short for Quintin) got his first taste of music industry stardom before his tenth birthday. As a member of the group X’s 3 -- which also consisted of his two brothers -- he enjoyed regional success and was able to tour the Southeast thanks to their popular single “After the Rain.” He quickly realized the benefits of stardom – even if it was on a small scale. “I loved the attention. We did pretty well in the Southern States. It was exciting.”

The celebrity life was short-lived, as X’s 3 disbanded the following year. Constantly getting into fights and suffering heartbreak after heartbreak, it was then that Q began expressing himself through poetry. When his parents bought a piano, he started composing songs based on his poetry. What began as an outlet morphed into a talent that has helped him provide lyrics for artists such as Trey Songz, Cherish, and Usher.

While he penned the lion’s share of Anthem Music, Q knows singing and songwriting alone won’t get him where he wants to go, a place only a chosen few ever reach. He states, “Besides being able to sing [it’s] that it-factor [you have to have].” And with his debut album set to establish him as one of this generation’s most talented singer-songwriters, Q has big plans. “I want to be someone that inspires people to write and be creative. I produce and write. I’d like people to get more involved in expressing themselves. If this project is a success, then it will prove to me that when you really tell the truth and get involved with your own expression, it really helps because people will really feel what you’re saying.”

Creep
Q. Amey Lyrics

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Can't go back to them niggas We X'ing them out
Them niggas is broke They just flexing for clout
He say he a killer Lets see what he bout
We gone hop out the Benz Put the pole to his snout
Boom
Feel I'm the best in the room
Glock like a witch Cuz it sweep like a broom
Two shots to his top Bet he rest in his tomb

In the booth I go looney Not talking bout tunes
Wait
Niggas a play like we homies I watch that backdoor Cuz I know that they be phony
You niggas come cross me I never get even
I'm odd in the head I send five at his homie
Back to the bread We don't carry no ones
Glocks and Barretas I keep me a gun
Yo niggas ain't killers They shooting for fun
At the plate with the glock going to hit a home run
Niggas be sayin Man Q ain't a killer Just look where he from
And he don't got no funds
Them the same niggas They walk in my party They shaking my hand
Cuz they know I'm the one
Stay with the sauce Steady dripping feel like I'm shaq Cuz I'm steady blue chipping
Niggas gone talk from a distance
You come to my side We gone open his lemon
Naw
We finna open his melon
GMT ain't a frat But you know how we stepping
Only the necking I can't do no sexing
Thank god for the paper You know it's a blessing
First we finessing And the we be flexing
These bitches gone fuck For a spot in my section
Pour up a four of that pint In the Fanta
I can't fuck wit bitches These bitches be messy
Hold up
Rocking Dior Ian never been Christian This liq in my system
Real dirty I'm pissing
I'm Clearing the scene Yea We won't leave a victim
I'm Packing 22s Like my first name was Christian
Had to go to the streets Man I cant do no sipping
These bitches ain't loyal You know Ian trippin
The money you gotta go chase it
And watch that back door If you still in the trenches
Bitches be calling my phone
Like Baby I love you But me
Yea I just want the dome
200 a quarter I'm dripping like water We sipping on dusse I don't want patron
I be from the city These bitches be greedy And niggas gone hate
Cuz you ain't put them on
You know I stay dripping Katt Williams I'm pimping These niggas a copy I think ima clone
Niggas wasn't there I was washing the dishes
Niggas wasn't there I was gettin suspended
Niggas wasn't there I was in the school fightingI die bout respect
It ain't neva bout bitches
Fuck it we spraying They leaving me open
Niggas gone change And I'm not talking token

Double my cup Know I'm drinking my potion
Ice on my pendant My necklace be golden

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Q. Amey's song "Creep" portray a narrative of being surrounded by fake friends and the need to protect oneself from their deceitful intentions. The rapper starts by asserting his distance from these individuals, emphasizing that they are being cut off. He highlights their lack of financial stability and their need to seek attention through false displays of wealth. Q. Amey challenges a person who claims to be a killer, indicating that he wants to witness the truth behind the tough talk. The reference to putting the "pole to his snout" suggests a confrontation involving a firearm.

Throughout the song, the rapper exudes confidence in his skills and claims to be the best in the room. He compares his gun to a witch's broom, implying its power and effectiveness. Q. Amey makes a sinister declaration, suggesting that just two shots to someone's head will ensure they rest in their tomb. His delivery in the booth is described as "looney," indicating his unique and intense style.

The lyrics also contain elements of distrust and paranoia. Q. Amey acknowledges that some people pretend to be friends but ultimately turn against him. He makes it clear that he believes in getting even and sends a warning to those who cross him by suggesting he will harm their associates. The rapper emphasizes his focus on financial success and survival, highlighting the absence of carrying small denominations of money and instead mentioning firearms like Glocks and Barretas.

The song also touches upon Q. Amey's reputation and how others perceive him. He mentions that people criticize him, claiming he is neither a killer nor financially stable. However, he asserts his dominance by stating that these same people acknowledge his stature when they attend his parties and shake his hand, recognizing he is the one in control. Q. Amey expresses his confidence and boasts about staying ahead of others, comparing it to constantly dripping sauce, just like basketball player Shaquille O'Neal consistently scoring points.

Overall, the lyrics of "Creep" convey a sense of street life, loyalty, and the need for self-preservation in a world full of deception and betrayal.

Line by Line Meaning

Can't go back to them niggas We X'ing them out
I refuse to associate with those individuals again and I am cutting all ties with them

Them niggas is broke They just flexing for clout
Those individuals are financially struggling and are only showing off for attention and popularity

He say he a killer Lets see what he bout
If he claims to be a ruthless person, let's put his actions to the test and see if it's true

We gone hop out the Benz Put the pole to his snout
We will swiftly exit the luxury car and point a gun at his face with great precision

Boom
The sound of a loud explosion or gunshot

Feel I'm the best in the room
I strongly believe that I am the most talented and skilled person present

Glock like a witch Cuz it sweep like a broom
My Glock firearm is comparable to a witch's broomstick as it possesses a sweeping action

Two shots to his top Bet he rest in his tomb
If I fire two bullets at his head, I am confident he will find eternal rest in his grave

In the booth I go looney Not talking bout tunes
When I am in the recording booth, I become mentally unstable and produce extraordinary music, not referring to cartoons

Wait
Hold on a moment

Niggas a play like we homies I watch that backdoor Cuz I know that they be phony
Some individuals pretend to be close friends, but I am cautious of their true intentions because they are often deceptive

You niggas come cross me I never get even
If you betray or harm me, I won't seek revenge or pay you back in any way

I'm odd in the head I send five at his homie
I have unusual thoughts and behavior, and I will shoot five bullets at his friend as a consequence

Back to the bread We don't carry no ones
Let's refocus on making money and not waste time with insignificant amounts

Glocks and Barretas I keep me a gun
I possess both Glocks and Barretas firearms as I always carry a weapon for protection

Yo niggas ain't killers They shooting for fun
Your acquaintances are not experienced murderers; they shoot people as a form of entertainment

At the plate with the glock going to hit a home run
While holding a handgun, I am confident in my ability to successfully achieve a significant victory or accomplishment

Niggas be sayin Man Q ain't a killer Just look where he from
People often doubt my capabilities to commit violent acts, but they underestimate the environment I come from

And he don't got no funds
Additionally, they assume I lack financial resources

Them the same niggas They walk in my party They shaking my hand
Ironically, these are the exact individuals who attend my events, approach me with friendly gestures, and greet me cordially

Cuz they know I'm the one
Because they are aware of my superior status and influence

Stay with the sauce Steady dripping feel like I'm shaq Cuz I'm steady blue chipping
I consistently possess a remarkable style and confidence, similar to how Shaquille O'Neal effortlessly dominates in basketball games

Niggas gone talk from a distance
People will gossip or criticize from afar

You come to my side We gone open his lemon
If you approach my territory, we will aggressively harm or attack him

Naw
No, I won't allow that

We finna open his melon
We are prepared to violently crack open his head

GMT ain't a frat But you know how we stepping
Although GMT is not a fraternity, we still display a particular manner or behavior when moving or acting

Only the necking I can't do no sexing
I am only interested in engaging in casual sexual activities, not pursuing serious relationships

Thank god for the paper You know it's a blessing
I express gratitude to God for the money I earn, acknowledging it as a fortunate and positive aspect of my life

First we finessing And the we be flexing
Initially, we skillfully obtain what we desire, and then we proudly show off our success

These bitches gone fuck For a spot in my section
These women are only interested in engaging in sexual activities to gain entry into my exclusive group or area

Pour up a four of that pint In the Fanta
I mix a significant amount of codeine cough syrup with Fanta soda and consume it

I can't fuck wit bitches These bitches be messy
I choose not to involve myself with certain women as they tend to be disorganized and problematic

Hold up
Wait a moment

Rocking Dior Ian never been Christian This liq in my system
Although I wear fashionable Dior clothing, I am not religious; furthermore, I have consumed alcohol

Real dirty I'm pissing
I am truly unscrupulous or immoral, which is evident in my actions

I'm Clearing the scene Yea We won't leave a victim
I am meticulously removing any signs or traces of my presence to avoid any evidence or witnesses

I'm Packing 22s Like my first name was Christian
I carry a pair of compact .22 caliber handguns, reminiscent of someone named Christian whose first name is often associated with innocence

Had to go to the streets Man I cant do no sipping
I was compelled to engage in criminal activities because I cannot afford to simply relax and enjoy a drink

These bitches ain't loyal You know Ian trippin
These women are not faithful or committed in their relationships, and I am becoming upset or frustrated because of it

The money you gotta go chase it
In order to attain wealth, you must actively pursue or seek opportunities to earn it

And watch that back door If you still in the trenches
Be cautious and keep an eye on your surroundings, especially the exit, if you are still living in dangerous or challenging circumstances

Bitches be calling my phone Like Baby I love you But me
Women frequently contact me expressing affection, but I am only interested in sexual encounters

Yea I just want the dome
Indeed, I solely desire oral sex

200 a quarter I'm dripping like water We sipping on dusse I don't want patron
I spend $200 on a quarter ounce of drugs, and I am extravagantly displaying my wealth; we are consuming Dusse cognac and not interested in Patron tequila

I be from the city These bitches be greedy And niggas gone hate Cuz you ain't put them on
I come from a city where women are primarily focused on personal gain and men resent me because I haven't provided them with opportunities for success

You know I stay dripping Katt Williams I'm pimping These niggas a copy I think ima clone
You are aware that I always appear stylish and fabulous like Katt Williams, and I believe these other men are imitating me to the point where I suspect they are identical clones

Niggas wasn't there I was washing the dishes
Those men were not there to support me when I had to perform menial tasks like washing dishes

Niggas wasn't there I was gettin suspended
Those men were absent during the times I faced disciplinary actions and got suspended from school

Niggas wasn't there I was in the school fightingI die bout respect
Those men did not witness me engaging in fights at school out of a strong commitment to defend my honor and gain respect

It ain't neva bout bitches
My actions and motives are never based on women

Fuck it we spraying They leaving me open
To hell with it, we are aggressively firing our guns at the enemies, and they are retreating, leaving me with an opportunity to attack

Niggas gone change And I'm not talking token
People will inevitably alter their behavior, and I am not referring to a mere token or symbolic change

Double my cup Know I'm drinking my potion
I increase the amount of liquid in my cup, and I know I am consuming my own unique and intoxicating concoction

Ice on my pendant My necklace be golden
My pendant is adorned with diamonds, and my necklace is made of luxurious gold

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Written by: Qadiir Wajd

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