Bryson Tiller evidently doesn't see his neologism, trapsoul, to be a fleeting style. Not only did he title his debut album after his approach -- well, technically, it's T R A P S O U L, likely to get chopped up by a page margin or two -- but the term is also the name of his boutique label, funded by RCA. Whether it's Syksense, Sango, J Louis, the Mekanics, Fayo Chill, Ayo!, or any other name credited with production, each track from this Kentuckian singer, rapper, and songwriter falls into that very specific designation. They vary little in pace, ranging from leaden to liquid, rooted in sparse constructions that consist of deeply booming bass, rattling percussion, and synthesizer accents that stir and swarm. Ghostly samples of mostly '90s tracks -- sourced from the likes of Aaliyah, Jodeci, Shai, Keith Sweat, and KP Envyi -- are another constant. Not even "Sorry Not Sorry," the track co-produced by Timbaland, deviates from the mode. As monochromatic as the tracks are, they're the right settings, ideal backdrops for Tiller's limited vocal and lyrical range. He's most comfortable dealing out playboy boasts, singing about getting high, "bad bitches," and "hoes"; little imagination is required to know what he means by "I got a job for ya." ~ Andy Kellman, Rovi

1		Intro (Difference)
2		Let 'Em Know
3		Exchange
4		For However Long
5		Don't
6		Open Interlude
7		Ten Nine Fourteen
8		The Sequence
9		Rambo
10		502 Come Up
11		Sorry Not Sorry
12		Been That Way
13		Overtime
14		Right My Wrongs