The voiceless drum and bass interlude that starts off “moved to miami”-produced by Lexx Deathstar and Lucas Padulo-deserved a verse to compliment it.
The occasionally clever turn of phrase (“I got some niggas that go by Murder, why they sip red rum?” from “rollercoastin”) or catchy melody (“late at night”) work overtime to hold the record together. The missteps are frustrating because a handful of moments on LIVE showcase the magic Roddy can make. He channels Juice WRLD’s wails on “more than a trend” and Young Thug on several songs that sound more like the Great Value brand versions of other artists’ styles. His attempt at Brooklyn drill on “murda one” is hollow compared to guest Fivio Foreign’s effortless verse on the backend. The malleability of Roddy’s voice backfires when he settles into this faceless posturing. The hook for “all good” is a rundown of all the positive things in his life, delivered like a hastily written grocery list. “Gotta watch out for these snitches, gotta watch out for these bitches/Gotta whisper to you niggas ’cause all the hatin’ niggas might just hear me,” he says on “crash the party,” sounding only half-committed. It doesn’t help that so many of the scenarios Roddy recreates are dull retreads. LIVE LIFE FAST is static, a rollercoaster operating on a straight track. At least when artists like Trippie Redd try and fail to diversify their sound, they take bigger and more interesting swings. It’s all perfectly serviceable, but competency is the problem. The Flex Anthems (“thailand,” “hibachi”) slot comfortably next to the Introspective Ballads (“crash the party”) the Trendy Features serve the same purpose as the Glorified Celebrity Cameo.
LIVE feels more like an obligation, an 18-track checklist of tropes to ensure maximum streamability. Antisocial was a chance for him to find his place within contemporary rap. But Roddy’s second album LIVE LIFE FAST lacks the spark that once helped him block a certain pop star from a No.
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