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Tyler The Creator – Ziploc

What’s the point of goin’ home when it ain’t nobody there? My shit leaked two weeks before that release date
First week, did dos, a thousand off, beat Meek
Shout out Meek! And I can’t even get a song to play on the radio
But tripled in them ratings, TV channels still pay me tho, haha
P told me not to trip
I am in my Ziploc, nigga
Feel like I got the best album out, uh
I know I got the best album out, preach

[Outro]
Let me, let me hear that Young Teezy, it ain’t easy, feelin’ wheezy in this bitch
New slaves got y’all niggas feelin’ breezy on the ship
Pour a Fanta in your poison so its easier to sip, huh? Two niggas first week top 3! [Intro]
Try to do this bitch in one take, or somethin’…
[Verse]
What’s the point of bein’ rich when you wake up alone? Fuck that, I grab my bike and phone home in the air
And I pedal through the city with the wide frame steer
With that tall pale boy that I met last year
Grape, that’s what I call him, love, that’s what I fall in
Fell in, I ain’t like sports growing up, but now I’m ballin’
I guess I’m a late bloomer
Ayo, look, high tide bottoms ’cause the neck on lunar
Them GOLF le FLEUR unos ’cause, we don’t do Puma, nah
20k pairs, gone in 3 seconds
You ain’t gotta like him and you ain’t gotta respect him
For playin’ chess with these niggas
That think that they’re bench pressin’
Leg day is getting skipped, guess who really runnin’ shit?

Phoebe Bridgers – Motion Sickness

I hate you for what you did
And I miss you like a little kid
I faked it every time but that’s alright
I can hardly feel anything
I hardly feel anything at all
You gave me fifteen hundred
To see your hypnotherapist
I only went one time
You let it slide
Fell on hard times a year ago
Was hoping you would let it go and you did
I have emotional motion sickness
Somebody roll the windows down
There are no words in the English language
I could scream to drown you out
I’m on the outside looking through
You’re throwing rocks around your room
And while you’re bleeding on your back in the glass
I’ll be glad that I made it out
And sorry that it all went down like it did
I have emotional motion sickness
Somebody roll the windows down
There are no words in the English language
I could scream to drown you out
And why do you sing with an English accent
I guess it’s too late to change it now
You know I’m never gonna let you have it
But I will try to drown you out
You said when you met me you were bored
You said when you met me you were bored
And you you were in a band when I was born
I have emotional motion sickness
I try to stay clean and live without
And I want to know what would happen
If I surrender to the sound
Surrender to the sound

Foo Fighters – The Sky Is A Neighborhood

Thoughts like a minefield
I’m a ticking bomb
Maybe you should watch your step
Don’t get lost
[Pre-Chorus]
The sky is a neighborhood
The sky is a neighborhood
Don’t get lost
[Chorus]
Oh my dear
Heaven is a big bang now
Gotta get to sleep somehow
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Keep it down
Oh my dear
Heaven is a big bang now
Gotta get to sleep somehow
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Keep it down

[Bridge]
The sky is a neighborhood
[Verse 3]
The heart is a storybook
A star burned out
Something coming up ahead
Don’t look now
[Chorus]
Oh my dear
Heaven is a big bang now
Gotta get to sleep somehow
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Keep it down
Oh my dear
Heaven is a big bang now
Gotta get to sleep somehow
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Keep it down
(The sky is a neighborhood)
Oh my dear
Heaven is a big bang now
Gotta get to sleep somehow
(The sky is a neighborhood)
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Keep it down

[Outro]
The sky is a neighborhood [Verse 1]
The sky is a neighborhood
So keep it down
The heart is a storybook
A star burned out
The sky is a neighborhood
Don’t make a sound
Lights coming up ahead
Don’t look now
[Pre-Chorus]
The sky is a neighborhood
The sky is a neighborhood
Don’t look now
[Chorus]
Oh my dear
Heaven is a big bang now
Gotta get to sleep somehow
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Keep it down
Oh my dear
Heaven is a big bang now
Gotta get to sleep somehow
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Keep it down

[Verse 2]
Mind is a battlefield
All hope is gone
Trouble to the right and left
Whose side you’re on?

Katy Perry – Swish Swish (feat. Nicki Minaj)

[Verse 1: Katy Perry]
A tiger
Don’t lose no sleep
Don’t need opinions
From a shellfish or a sheep
Don’t you come for me
No, not today
You’re calculated
I got your number
‘Cause you’re a joker
And I’m a courtside killer queen
And you will kiss the ring
You best believe
[Pre-Chorus: Katy Perry]
So keep calm, honey, I’ma stick around
For more than a minute, get used to it
Funny my name keeps comin’ outcho mouth
‘Cause I stay winning
Lay ’em up like

[Chorus: Katy Perry]
Swish, swish, bish
Another one in the basket
Can’t touch this
Another one in the casket
[Verse 2: Katy Perry]
Your game is tired
You should retire
You’re ’bout cute as
An old coupon expired
And karma’s not a liar
She keeps receipts
[Pre-Chorus: Katy Perry]
So keep calm, honey, I’ma stick around
For more than a minute, get used to it
Funny my name keeps comin’ outcho mouth
‘Cause I stay winning
Lay ’em up like
[Chorus: Katy Perry]
Swish, swish, bish
Another one in the basket
Can’t touch this
Another one in the casket
Swish, swish, bish
Another one in the basket
Can’t touch this
Another one in the casket

[Refrain]
They know what is what
But they don’t know what is what
Katy Perry
They just know what is what
Young Money
But they don’t know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don’t know what is what
They just strut
Hahaha, yo
What the fuck? Nicki gettin’ tan
Mirror mirror who’s the fairest bitch in all the land? Damn, man, this bitch is a Stan
Muah, muah, the generous queen will kiss a fan
Ass goodbye, I’ma be riding by
I’ma tell my —– Biggz, yeah that’s tha guy
A star’s a star, da ha da ha
They never thought the swish god would take it this far
Get my pimp cup, this is pimp shit, baby
I only rock with Queens, so I’m makin’ hits with Katy

[Chorus: Katy Perry]
Swish, swish, bish
Another one in the basket
Can’t touch this
Another one in the casket
[Refrain]
They know what is what
Do they know? But they don’t know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don’t know what is what
They just know what is what
But they don’t know what is what
They just strut
What the… When? [Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Pink Ferragamo sliders on deck
Silly rap beefs just get me more checks
My life is a movie, I’m never off set
Me and my amigos (no, not Offset)
Swish swish, aww I got them upset
But my shooters’ll make ’em dance like dubstep
Swish, swish, aww, my haters is obsessed
‘Cause I make M’s, they get much less
Don’t be tryna double back
I already despise you
All that fake love you showin’
Couldn’t even disguise you
Ran? [Refrain]
They know what is what
But they don’t know what is what
They just strut
What the fuck?

Mozzy – Mandated (feat. June) (1 Up Top Ahk Album)

[Intro: Mozzy]
It’s slimy where I live ahky
One up top festivities
Mandated that you keep it on you
Ganglang, gangland, gangland, gangland
[Verse 1]
Two, two tres be chewin’ through the load
All that super sick shit’ll get you super soaked
My fingas twisted up, this who I do it for
The leather Italian, I’m countin thousands in a UFO
Shooters on go, but why you ain’t go? Niggas be outta pocket on them county phones
It ain’t addin’ up, you wasn’t down for long
When Snubbz come home, he don’t be out for long
Let me see that money bad, you niggas countin’ wrong
Disappointed by people that I once counted on
A real street niggas with gwala be gettin’ frowned upon
[Chorus: June] 2x
I put the Benz up and hopped up in that under somethin’
We ride around lookin, really tryna thunder somethin’
It’s one up top up in this chop, don’t make us murder somethin’
It’s one up top up in this Glock, don’t make us murder somethin’

[Verse 2]
I witnessed many men run from the gang war
Took a step back and started fundin’ the gang war
Momma devastated, but it come with the gang war
So many people suffer from gang wars, I’m made for it
We used to train for it, I done finally come foreign
Payment plan for a couple months and then I paid for it
Ain’t no lookin’ back baby, we goin’ straight for it
Classification is top rank, I don’t take orders
Ben Baller got the nigga Philthy chain water
I’m finna pull up on that fool and place the same order
I prayed for it, it finally came, we on now
Makin’ sure I make enough doughy that I can toy(?) around
[Chorus]
I put the Benz up and hopped up in that under somethin’
We ride around lookin, really tryna thunder somethin’
It’s one up top up in this chop, don’t make us murder somethin’
It’s one up top up in this Glock, don’t make us murder somethin’
[Outro: Mozzy]
Stopped prayin’, started trappin, gave Jesus a break
It’s well over 50K in the safe
I stopped prayin’, started trappin, gave Jesus a break
It’s well over 50K in the safe, niggas know that I’m straight
Yeah, I ain’t worried bout nothin’
You niggas know that I’m straight
Yeah, I ain’t worried bout nothin’
Them niggas know that I’m straight Mad Max threw a couple of ’em, but what you throw?

Lucki & Famous Dex – Relax

[Intro: Famous Dex]
Know what I’m saying
This is Chicago shit, know what I’m saying
We came from nothing to something, know what I’m saying
Went from Inglewood to Hollywood, you know what the fuck we doing, yadigg
Kick back, step, woo
Huh, huh, uh Dexter, huh
[Dex]
Wait, sit back never relax
Shooters on me, big mix match
My 30 on me, got the kick back
Run up on ’em, get your shit snatched
[Lucki]
Okay like, blue dream, white lies
Molly makes me popeye
VLONE, nighttime
Got [?] for the right price
[Dex]
(I got you lil bro)
She suck me on in the nighttime
Bad bitch with a bright mind
That chick in my house like it’s Popeyes
From trap where you stay in the trap time

[Lucki]
Pour fours, need more
Plug think I’m Deebo
He love you, but he broke
Perc crazy, I’m Cee Lo
[Dex]
Bad bitch do the Cee Lo
Find that bitch just like Nemo
He got money but he broke
I want the money, I need more
[Lucki]
Man like Fat Belly, I’m him too
Call [?] I’m in to
Dash money, ain’t shit new
Dash money, ain’t shit new
[Dex]
Can’t fuck with niggas, they mildew
Went home, niggas still fu
This 50 shot, it’ll peel you
Shooters all in the field too
[Lucki]
I’m too high, wouldn’t diss you
Pop 6, this feel new
Bitch, deal with your issue
Leave her all in my rear view

[Dex]
Ohh, huh, uh, chh, huh
Bitches they all in they issues, huh
Bitches they all in they issues
Run up on him, rock him just like some tissues
Huh, ooh, huh, what, huh
Diamonds colored like some cereal, huh
Diamonds colored like some cereal
Hang with the goons, I swear they gonna kill you
Uh what
Yuh

Rob Markman – Stfu (feat. Young Lito)

[Intro: Rob Markman]
You know
They’ve been doubtin’ me my whole life
I’m ready though
[Verse 1: Rob Markman]
I’ma smooth put my feet up, after I beat the beat up
Drop the dope in your speakers, then spin around on the re-up
They said I was a dreamer, prolly need a bunch of features
I sat, thought about it, fuck it, I don’t need ’em
And I ain’t with all the back and forth, I’m not Aaliyah
Diss me, you won’t get a reply either
Nah, know I’m lyin’, I’ma give that boy the ether
Gas, skate off and laugh just like Khalifa (hahaha)
There ain’t a rapper I can’t bar with
Wordplay fire, tell me who I gotta spar with
And this gon’ open up the market
Hov said, "Ain’t no compromise, this our shit" (Hovain, what up?)
Okay, I’m glad that he said it then
This next line murder, I don’t know that they ready yet
But I don’t give a fuck, fuck if I’m offendin’ ’em
I’m interviewin’ rappers that I know that I’m better than
[Chorus: Rob Markman]
Everybody love to talk when you comin’ up
This the shit right here that’s gon’ shut ’em up
I want the top spot, fuck a runner up (it’s Lito)
And when I’m done, I’ma go and drop another one

[Verse 2: Young Lito]
Look, first off I’m a mothafuckin’ animal
And known for movin’ ’round with weight just like a camel do
Eatin’ rappers, yeah, I’m a cannibal
And everything I spit flames, my bars is flammable
I don’t need no lighter, I’m so fire
You see the jewels, threw stones at my messiah
They make the chain brighter
Just like strobe lights
When it’s beef, we suit up like it’s prom nights
Strapped, we beyond fights
I was the nigga feelin’ cold on them warm nights
‘Cause I had ripped jeans and some torn Mikes
I still got ripped jeans, but it’s alright
‘Cause these shits cost two grand, and that’s just light
Like your pockets, I do it ’cause I got it
I’m ballin’ like a Rocket, you a fan so you watch it
Niggas adore my hustle but can’t knock it
I knew how to make it but didn’t know I was the prophet
Lito is the savior, hip-hop, I’m here to save ya
I got the juice when niggas run out, I’m like your neighbor
Remember? We used to mob in parks
Dodgin’ narcs, now just tryna shoot up the charts
Before I knew I was a genius, I was robbin’ marks
I’m only here for the bags like shoppin’ carts
And I’ma ride ’til the wheels break, if I ain’t got the steel
I don’t feel safe, I need a hundred mil’ in a steel safe

[Chorus: Rob Markman]
Everybody love to talk when you comin’ up
This the shit right here that’s gon’ shut ’em up
I want the top spot, fuck a runner up
And when I’m done, I’ma go and drop another one
[Verse 3: Rob Markman]
And it’s the late show
Better slow your roll and use a Mase flow
Got killers on the payroll who move on the say-so
I sleep in this Ralph Lauren, you better lay low
Ain’t gotta wait to the song end to catch this fade though
Turn my music up high, then play it back
My hits bang in your lobby…
I’m gettin’ paid in full, blow a stack, make it back
So when you here the (money counter) you know I’m chasin’ cash
Calico loaded, lean back without an eighth of Act
Look at me king, you one-eyed jacks just make me laugh
The deck is stacked, shit, I had to face the facts
The Ace is back, you jokers ain’t got the spades to match
I make these devils skate without the Jason mask
And split the cake in half, break it down, that’s basic math
I hate to brag, but the only time I paid for ass
Is when I copped your new shit, goddamn your tape is trash
Fuck outta here

BROCKHAMPTON – Follow

(where?)
Just in a restaurant, (what?) I was walking down the street on La Brea
Will Ferrell and Woody Harrelson are-
They looked old. I forget
Me Ilamo Roberto, y este es el primer single de Saturacíon tres
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I’m an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my credit score, shit was lookin’ hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
I’m an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my credit score, shit was lookin’ hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
Nineteen, I got my first boyfriend
Nineteen, I almost signed to Def Jam
I remember being younger watching Space Jam
Told my mama that I wanna be the bold man
Got older, goals changed, needed God’s plan
Got older, got a chain, nigga, god-damn
Shit is gold and it hurt me when I walk man
And I ain’t got it but I just got my advance
So I might cop it, yeah, nigga that’s my energy
I might tell these niggas that they ain’t no friends to me
‘Cause I’m tired of these niggas sucking clout up
Like a motherfuckin’ ‘squito in the trough, bruh

[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I’m an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my credit score, shit was lookin’ hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
I’m an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my credit score, shit was lookin’ hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]
I got dirty money, minutes on my tracfone
I just bought a scale, now err’where a traphouse
I got on TV, then I turned into an asshole
‘Cause I ain’t selling dope or running with them bad folk
I’m eating shrimp and lobster, sitting next to white folk
Now I’m in Trader Joes with Birkenstock of iPhone
My agent called said they want me in the movies now
They used to call me ugly, turned ’em into groupies now
Now I’m on Melrose, I’m ready for my closeup
They call me pretty, need to put me on the poster
I write my name, then I buy a Testarossa
I kill my haters then I leave ’em for the vultures
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I’m an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my credit score, shit was lookin’ hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
I’m an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my credit score, shit was lookin’ hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow

[Verse 3: Matt Champion]
God-damn, man, I think I need a therapist
Feel like a goldfish in the bowl with
Twenty other goldfish with the bowl switched
Bowl-cut or the mullet ’til I shaved it
Barely made it but I’m still here on my kickstand
Did the same shit that duffed Whitney Houston
They was boostin’ while I’m slurping from my sippy cup (sippy cup)
Need blue jeans, pulling out the pocket fluff (the pocket fluff)
Took it to myself like I hear my best friend (hello, hello, hello)
When I walk, see the arrogance flushing (hello, hello, hello)
Make the front page like Paris in the sex tape (oh)
Barely late to my first date with my therapist
[Verse 4: Merlyn Wood]
Trusty press, wear the colors of the ocean
Skeetin’ sad in my Supreme clothing
Hit my line if you ever need an OZ
Don’t hit my line if you think you know the old me
Have gassed-ass plans in the e-class
And I’m still getting head on public transit
And I’m still really sad about my last chick
And I’m still ’bout to cry outta both heads
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I’m an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my credit score, shit was lookin’ hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
I’m an old soul, tell by my tracfone
Check my credit score, shit was lookin’ hella low
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow
Anywhere I go, boys wanna follow [Video Intro: Zack Beitel, Nick Guilmette, Romil Hemnani & Robert Ontenient]
And now you in Hollywood, baby
I know, isn’t that crazy? I saw Will Ferrell last night
Where? He had a shaved head
Well, yeah, he looks old. (where?)
And Woody Harrelson. What movie was he in?

Mozzy – Prayed For This (1 Up Top Ahk Album)

[Verse 1: Mozzy]
Thinking ’bout my niggas that ain’t make it this far
Damn, why you had to take it that far
Damn, stiff body, laying by the car
Damn, I know his daughter finna take it hard
Still got a bond that I’ll never break apart
Birthday’s coming up, we a day apart
I know the love real, ’cause you said it with your heart
And the nigga that was with you when you died, he a mark
In the comfort of my home, getting high in the dark
Hard to carry on and live life when you scarred, yeah
I remember nights we was starved
The struggle that you go through defines who you are
Margiela cleats when it’s time to go to war
Showing up for a fat k-da with a sword
It ain’t hard to tell that my gang outdoors
On the hunt, scoring up on anything you adore
[Chorus: Mozzy] x2
I sat on this bunk and I prayed for this life
I used to pray for this life
Day in, day out, I would beg for this life
A lot of misfortune that came with this life
[Verse 2: Mozzy]
Pull up on 4th, make sure auntie alright
I went to court and said, "yankee ain’t mine"
Pull up my priors, don’t play with them nines
We hold it up high when we banging them signs
Devoted with pride, pole on my side
Thank God for the day when I opened my eyes
Your partners is snakes, nigga, open your eyes
Learn to recline when they showing you signs
Never kept score of that dough I divided
Though you my brother, I know you conniving
Moment of silence, this for the rivals
I pray that you die, on the bible
Them choppers don’t spin in a spiral
They hit something vital and that was for Diamond
Poverty stricked, in my trenches, it’s slimey
They bring up my demons
Why must you remind me
[Chorus: Mozzy] x2
I sat on this bunk and I prayed for this life
I used to pray for this life
Day in, day out, I would beg for this life
A lot of misfortune that came with this life

Mozzy – Afraid (feat. Dcmbr) (1 Up Top Ahk Album)

[Verse 1 – Mozzy]
I was pouring until it ran out
Type of nigga got his hand out
My youngin thirsty for a man down
Youngin thirsty for a man down
Unless I tell that lil nigga, "stand down"
That’s a murder, yeah, he tryna swap out his burner
Yeah, I’m tryna help him get further
Yeah, lately been doing these numbers
Working and working you know I deserve it
Yeah, my future was never for certain
We had to use dish liquid for detergent
Yeah, pop a whole lot of perkys
Yeah, still idolize David A Perkins
Yeah, make it drizzle while she twerkin’
Gang tatted on the bitch in cursive
Word, first one out there on the first
Word, keep a bundle on my person
Word, keep a thumper on my person
Nigga say the scale tweakin tryna work us
Yeah, I got a mean rap I had to earn it
Niggas really putting work for this surface
Got a mean rap I had to earn it
Four finger banging bitch this the murders
Nigga really putting work for this surface

[Hook – DCMBR]
I do or die for this shit
I flooded all my chains because they want me in the grave
They don’t want me rich
Did it all with my wrist
I did it all by breaking down and weighing up and serving all who need a fix
I ain’t afraid
I ain’t afraid
How far we came to live this way
My goons we straight
I ain’t afraid
I ain’t afraid
To die today cause I made my way
I stayed the same
Can’t never change, won’t ever change
No
[Verse 2 – Mozzy]
You know I ran out of dope
Finna cook some more
Hoe broke as shit, she ain’t put me on
Dirty ass black hoodie put it on
And you know exactly who we looking for
Couldn’t find him so he finna live some more
I was taking trips, why you wouldn’t go
Kicked a 100 doors, how you end up broke
Ya I fucked your bitch, I ain’t kiss her though
Fuck with Akhiana shit we trippin though
Fuck you bitchin for, shut up listen hoe
I love you niggas, I let all the shooters know
Make no mistake, it’s who I do it for
10k or better just to do a show
And I keep it cloudy in the coupe alone
And I’m liable to slither through alone
When you God’s child you can move alone
Do it three way for my little bro
When this bitch answer I’ma mute the phone
Drug dealer dreams we was moving zones
Nerves bad baby I can barely roll
Damn Nem can’t believe you niggas gone
Damn Perk can’t believe you niggas gone
Damn Zoe can’t believe you niggas gone
Damn Deezy can’t believe you niggas gone

[Hook – DCMBR]
I do or die for this shit
I flooded all my chains because they want me in the grave
They don’t want me rich
Did it all with my wrist
I did it all by breaking down and weighing up and serving all who need a fix
I ain’t afraid
I ain’t afraid
How far we came to live this way
My goons we straight
I ain’t afraid
I ain’t afraid
To die today cause I made my way
I stayed the same
Can’t never change, won’t ever change
No
[Outro – Mozzy]
Do or die for this shit
Suicidal we shoot up the ride
Nigga fire off the whole clip
Do or die for this shit
Yeah, suicidal we shoot up the ride
Nigga fire off the whole clip

Mozzy – M.I.P. Jacka (feat. The Jacka) (1 Up Top Ahk Album)

We done did a few for bruh, you wasn’t even bool wit bruh
You wasn’t there to hoop it up, killers used to scoop me up
Ask me how grades was then take me to cop some newki one’s
It’s mainey how you turned rat, we already knew you was
Knocked a bitch on IG and sent her, that’s computer love
Gotta show my shooters love, gotta thank the dude above
They drug my name through the mud, then asked for me to shoot em dub
Rootin for us in the slums, I knew that this is what I’d become
Put all of my ahkis on and now they stones rockied up
I don’t think I’m Pac or nothin, Thug Life embedded in me
I believe in karma, pray to God the suckas never get me
Touched my first 50, went and gave my momma 35
She was finna put up 60, told her I deserve the time
Took a seat in church, my family told me, it don’t hurt to try
It’s therapeutic for you baby, it don’t hurt to cry
I had to work for mines, mingle in the dirt and grind
I overcame my obstacles and struggles, I deserve to shine [Verse 1: The Jacka]
You ran your mouth so much that they ain’t fuck with you, nigga
Bout to knock you off, they had enough of you, nigga
So I stepped up, I was tough for you, nigga
But when you came up you did nothing for niggas
So I was forced to sell coke for a comfortable living
Young sport, mom’s porch, did nothing but killing
Pops had a few bands I thought that shit was a million
Now I’m 20 thousand fans at the Concord Pavilion
Damn, started sniffin’ white, lean make you sleep your life away
Hunnid bands from a thousand grams in a microwave
Niggas taking pictures with they cannons, but who life you save? (?) to the night shootin’ dice in my Michael J’s
My AR made same sound motorcycles make
Remember stay far cause they link with our enemies
They don’t deserve the czar, but I give em tar anyways
Band for a brick, sipping barre with the friends I’ve made
Teenagers out there moving hard, but their rent is payed
Rich niggas use our murder game, I’m a renegade
Bitch niggas standin’ on the stage dont deserve the fame
I kill a nigga give me 30 grand and show me where to aim
[Verse 2: Mozzy]
European switchin lanes, promise shit ain’t been the same
They lock us all up in a cage, we lockin up with niggas gangs
Never go against the grain, it’s Wocky in my lemonade
Momma kicked me out, cuz I ain’t wash the dishes when she say
It’s days that I forget to pray, "damn, I miss my nigga, blood"
The shit I didn’t get to say, show you how much you was loved
It’s nothin I wouldn’t do for bruh, who you slide or shoot for bruh?

Mozzy – Stay Over There (feat. Yfn Lucci & Kolyon) (1 Up Top Ahk Album)

[Verse 1: Mozzy]
Conversation with God, pray I make it out the slums
Granny fell apart when they gave her baby dub
I just fell out with my nigga, tried to play me for some crumbs
Death before dishonory, for real is fake as fuck
Half a eight in the cup, fell asleep on the gwala
It get murky in these waters, blood be wit piranhas
And we don’t do the drive by’s, we on feet wit the llama
Pick him off, drop the yicki off and meet at my momma’s
They say the vehicle description was a purple Impala
My lil nigga eatin, he just murder for commas
And Hi-Points is for dorks you couldn’t learn it in college
Understand how I live when niggas squirt up ya cottage
We servin’ the ‘cotics, it killed me when they murdered my patna
Dirt on the yoppa, you know we put in work wit the yoppa
I’m nervous around you, they say you on that work lil patna
I ain’t seen it, but I heard somethin bout it, stay over there lil patna
[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
And we was only tryna make a way
They say the good die young, the good die young
I’m tryin to go another way
They told us spread love like the Brooklyn way
But where I come from all we do it take
And we was only trying to make a way
[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
Conversation with the Devil, told the boy I’m a rebel
Told the boy it’s whatever
Made it outta that shit, hoe nigga I’m clever
And we gone see how quick a bitch fold, we won’t let up
Let that bitch Nina Ross gone kiss ’em
I only got six shots left, I won’t miss ’em
Give a fuck if your bitch riding, she get popped with ’em
Nah, we don’t give no fucks, not even a little
Catch em at the light, camera face, how I did ’em
Plug just hit my phone, A-Boogie how I get ’em
You know right or wrong, lil nigga
I’m sliding with ’em, lil nigga
The fire with ’em, lil nigga
We tryna end them lil niggas
[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
And we was only tryna make a way
They say the good die young, the good die young
I’m tryin to go another way
They told us spread love like the Brooklyn way
But where I come from all we do it take
And we was only trying to make a way
[Verse 3: Kolyon]
I ain’t looking for no nigga, ’cause I’m scraping
By the time they started showing love, I realized it was fake
Will I ever catch a break
I bet it’s never what they say
My block been mighty hot, I think the Devil on his way
Glock .40, 30 shots, I brought a [?] for a snake
Know nothing ’bout no murder
Don’t know shit about your case
It’s death before dishonor with them burners to me face
I’m out here sliding with no [?], throwing pistols in the lake
They told me make a way
I loaded clips and bitch I baked a cake
Ain’t no turtle beat no rabbit in no street race
See, I might leave you with your life but I’m gone take the safe
And motherfuck a finish line, we ain’t got no brakes
[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
And we was only tryna make a way
They say the good die young, the good die young
I’m tryin to go another way
They told us spread love like the Brooklyn way
But where I come from all we do it take
And we was only trying to make a way

Mozzy – Outside (feat. Lex Aura, Lil Durk & Dave East) (1 Up Top Ahk Album)

[Chorus: Lex Aura x2]
Go getter, I be outside
Fuck the weather, I be outside
I keep a couple bands on me
I had to get em by my lonely
[Verse 1: Mozzy]
Fettuccini fetching, mozzarella fella
Duffle bag, quarter million cash, tryna tell em
We grind together, shine together, homicide together
Ratted when they caught you
Like you’d rather do the time together
Sat it down briefly
Gave me time to get my mind together
Taking down amigo information, putting lines together
Should’ve took advantage
I was broke and would’ve [?] whatever
Do it for my jurisdiction
That’s who niggas tryna better
I don’t even tuck the chain
Bet you niggas try it never
He accomplice in the sting
Bet you niggas die together
Really outside for the doughy
Like never mind the weather
I be getting sick without slime
I need a pint or better
[Chorus: Lex Aura x2]
Go getter, I be outside
Fuck the weather, I be outside
I keep a couple bands on me
I had to get em by my lonely
[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
Outside, I don’t be cooped up in that condo
Durk who, in the streets I’m John Doe
Money every week
I’m sending money off to Dede, Zoo, and Rondo
Even with this status that I got, I keep the glizzy cocked
You don’t dance, well this your chance
Bullets make you milly rock
I’m a Muslim with this pole
I be getting busy, ahk
Taking trips up on the highway, hope the narcs don’t try and stop me
I’m a high speed, what’s going, they would try to pop me
Ever heard that Mac sound
[?] on your background
Then you hear that clack sound
Niggas out here scheming
In the trenches with the demons
And if I say it that I mean it
[Chorus: Lex Aura x2]
Go getter, I be outside
Fuck the weather, I be outside
I keep a couple bands on me
I had to get em by my lonely
[Verse 3: Dave East]
I caught a couple licks outside
I turned crip outside
I was taught to spray the whole strip if ain’t no kids outside
If niggas couldn’t find a kitchen, water whipped it outside
I’m lying, just need a stove and I could fix about 9
I learned to fight outside
They took my bike outside
Whatever in the game get robbed, if you shoot dice outside
Chicken wings and fried rice, I broke night outside
Fuck with these niggas, I tried
In love with these bitches, I lied
I slide like I’m on roller skates
I hear you rapping ’bout drugs, don’t know how coke would taste
Jealous niggas supposed to hate
Ain’t get a chance to re-up, fuck it, I sold ’em shake
16 shots, Kobe rookie year, you holding 8
Eastside
[Chorus: Lex Aura x2]
Go getter, I be outside
Fuck the weather, I be outside
I keep a couple bands on me
I had to get em by my lonely

Mozzy – Momma We Made It (feat. Jay Rock) (1 Up Top Ahk Album)

[Hook: Mozzy] 2x
Them niggas’ll never fit inside these shoes
They ain’t marching how I march, they ain’t moving how I move
Early on went to school, teacher asked was I abused? Did I use? Motherfuckin goon, nigga
G.O.D Did I use? Did I use? You never carried wounded soldiers off the battle field
A killer like the morning after pill, it get active here
The red bottom sneaker box house a rapper deal
[??] that’s a package deal
TSA pat us down, blood, them crackers ill
Due to current circumstances, nigga had to drill
Crumbled on that ten piece, that niggas had to squeal
When I was broke, a nigga gangsta is all I had for real
[Hook: Mozzy] 2x
Them niggas’ll never fit inside these shoes
They ain’t marching how I march, they ain’t moving how I move
Early on went to school, teacher asked was I abused? Niggas eavesdropping, they double back and relay it
I can’t respect ya gangsta if all your jewelry is plated
I’m really bout this paper, know nothing about a vacation
Gotta chase it, hawkin’ this million, bitch, I can taste it
Stogie hella bulky, we pour up for elevation
Have patience, fuck all that waitin, where the bag at? Motherfuckin goon, nigga
G.O.D
[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
My hour glass, full of jet black sand
Ahead of my time, running with the jet pack plan
Across the globe, hoes hoping they can catch this man
Off Patrón, chain smoking on the best Afghan
Before I leave I need a few ticks
Get my needle and thread, commence the sewing up
You niggas’ loose lips
Gotta keep their ears clear, use a bigger q-tip
Snubnose like, you ain’t seen a nigga do shit
New bitch, head spinning in my brand new whip
Oh shit, now that wood in her mouth, that’s toothpick
Get the Mac off too quick, for you to do shit
Got bread, plus these bitches love to ride the broomstick
No short stoppin’, the flow so poppin
Like a new debit card with a platinum and gold option
That’s why I’m doing my do, get what I get
Open my pot, then put some more sauce in my stew
Rock! Motherfuckin goon, nigga
G.O.D
[Verse 3: Mozzy]
Military, Artillery
Nigga I just left the cemetery, another shooter obituary
Scared man is a dead man, I ain’t scary
Red mobbin, top head shotta, who you buried? [Verse 1: Mozzy]
Ay doe! A half a ticket ain’t satisfying, already bagged that
[Hook: Mozzy] 2x
Them niggas’ll never fit inside these shoes
They ain’t marching how I march, they ain’t moving how I move
Early on went to school, teacher asked was I abused? This that momma we made it
This that "I ain’t goin’ back to them cages, them people racist"
They remind me of Satan, never gave ’em a statement
Outta sight and outta mind, bitch sent a happy belated
If you ain’t four fingaz, then how the fuck we related?

Mozzy – Don’t You (feat. June) (1 Up Top Ahk Album)

[Verse 1: Mozzy]
You see them back to back Benz’ in the fast lane
Concentrated on winning, that’s when the bag came
Hella bitches and killers lingering backstage
My Latina been killing ’em with the Backpage
I provide for the people that got my last name
Went broke and fumbled after that task raid
It ain’t no pulling up without this fat thing
All this mud and PGE inside the trap paid
Four fingers, what the drillers on my ave bang
Suckers been getting spanked couple last days
This what 10k look like on a chain
M-o-z-z-y, niggas know the name
[Chorus: Mozzy & June]
You know my niggas play with MAC’s, nigga, don’t you
You know my niggas play with packs, nigga, don’t you
You know I got it out the trap, nigga, don’t you
You know exactly where we at, nigga, don’t you
You know my little niggas sad, nigga, don’t you
You know they dropped ’em for a bag, nigga, don’t you
You know I do it for the ave, nigga, don’t you
You know I’m worth a quarter cash, nigga, don’t you
[Verse 2: Mozzy]
They took my little nigga pole, I went to get it back
Niggas funking over hoes, kind of shit is that
When it’s spunky in my region, ain’t no bicken back
Wasn’t no bookie in the pack, I had to send it back
Hookers shy of a rack, had to send her back
It be chicken conversations when we in the act
Yeah, blood known for yanking, but he still a rat
It’s a nigga in every hood gotta deal with that
Cut the little homie for tryna steal a sack (dork)
And I let him keep the sack, bruh, how real is that
Bitch, what’s the point of hoeing if you still in Sac
You gotta get out there and get it, just remember that
[Chorus: Mozzy & June]
You know my niggas play with MAC’s, nigga, don’t you
You know my niggas play with packs, nigga, don’t you
You know I got it out the trap, nigga, don’t you
You know exactly where we at, nigga, don’t you
You know my little niggas sad, nigga, don’t you
You know they dropped ’em for a bag, nigga, don’t you
You know I do it for the ave, nigga, don’t you
You know I’m worth a quarter cash, nigga, don’t you

Mozzy – Unfortunately (feat. June) (1 Up Top Ahk Album)

[Intro: Mozzy]
I apologize for my ignorance
It is what it is
I’m all in and I ain’t tripping though
I know my little girly face love me to death
These the sacrifices a nigga gotta make though on behalf of this gangland
[Verse 1: Mozzy]
Motor mouthing, snitching should be against the law
.40 with dick and balls, but he ain’t get it off
Oppositions zero’d in, and started getting off
The loss was significant when they picked ’em off
I gave dooters the [?], time to risk it all
I’m buying all the hand cannons, broom sticks and all
You gone feel where I’m coming from when you get the call
My partner would probably talk before he [?]
That’s why the game is like it is
It ain’t like it was
I was tryna find myself they signed me up
Skeletons in my closet, I be hiding from
Blood was supposed to be my brother but I lined ’em up
Help me count all this guala that I done finally touched
We come from nothing, so it feel like it’s more than enough
Bank statements going brazy, it’s more in the cuts
Since I’m up, I gotta show the unfortunate love
If he ain’t talking care of home, it’s unfortunate, love
You raise the children on your own, it’s unfortunate, love
If he ain’t talking care of home, it’s unfortunate, love

[Chorus: June]
Unfortunately
I was just tryna get my feet wet then that water rose knee deep
I done fell in love with the streets
But the streets really don’t love me
But it’s gone be alright though
It’s gone be alright though
I’m visualizing a better life with my eyes closed
Waking up and I’m still up in the struggle
[Verse 2: Mozzy]
The struggle really real
I’m realistically in it
Lost people that I love
Realistically tripping
Auntie looking for a vein
Told me to mind my business
I look the other way because it’s too horrific to vision
They tamper with your freedom once niggas is in the system
Contaminated liquid, this shit been eating my system
They know it’s 1 Up Top
His partner real apprehensive
Snitching is prohibited, nor is it reccomended
The lawyer that represent me charge an arm and a leg
He understand the circumstances, so he partially paid
They put my hood in bold letters, every article made
Thank me later
I’m apart of the blame, yeah, I’m apart of the blame
Who really sane with all this pain we enduring
Why socialize if you ain’t paying me for it
Gotta pay on this foreign
On top of that, a nigga late on his rent
That’s why you supposed to stack more than you spend

[Chorus: June]
Unfortunately
I was just tryna get my feet wet then that water rose knee deep
I done fell in love with the streets
But the streets really don’t love me
But it’s gone be alright though
It’s gone be alright though
I’m visualizing a better life with my eyes closed
Waking up and I’m still up in the struggle

Mozzy – Sleep Walkin (1 Up Top Ahk Album)

Mozzy Shawn callin from the bounty, "what you facing, nigga?"
Shout out to the Asian boys, I love you for them k-da’s nigga
Call me when you need me, y’all forever in my favor nigga

[Chorus] 2x
One up top ahky, something stocky in the choppy
Fat wally for bradaski, off a Oxy bet he mop ’em
Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy, sleep walkin’
Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy sleep walkin’ [Verse 1]
Ay, we done came a long way, traveled down the wrong way
They ain’t find no shell cases, thankful for the cold case
Thankful for the prostitutes, assuming that we soulmates
Thankful for the big homie, coached me through the dope game
Boogers clutter both chains, Euros hugging both lanes
Caught up in this style of living, couldn’t if I want to change
Hang out on the porch with yay, out on bail, forced to pray
God is good, God is great, I thank you for another day
Thank you for this 100K, thank you for my girly face
I was too broke to ever visualize the world this way
Trapped inside a world of pain, I trapped for every quarter gained
I don’t do this shit for fame, bitch, I do this shit for gang
Since when did I go against the grain? Gave them niggas sticks to bang
Helped them niggas get them chains and showed the hood a different way
Bust it down and deviate it, everybody seeing paper
I just want to see you make it, incubator 80’s baby
[Chorus] 2x
One up top ahky, something stocky in the choppy
Fat wally for bradaski, off a Oxy bet he mop ’em
Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy, sleep walkin’
Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy sleep walkin’
[Verse 2]
All them trials and tribulations, bail enhancements and arraignments
Affidavits and them statements, waiting game, so I waited
The numbers double up when niggas labeled gang related
Plus I’m in and out of family court for Dooters, shit was brazy
Child Protective Services, only thing can break me
Family of a murder victim, only reason you should hate me
I been feeling smothered lately, blood called me for the yankee
He ain’t even call to thank me for that put on I just gave him
I miss my brother Deezy, only if those bullets grazed him
Wasn’t no hatred in my heart until that happened, that’s what changed me
My last trip to Quinten for that yicki really saved me
I was moving mainey every daily, on my baby, nigga
Shoot you if you if you make me, nigga, E we finally made it nigga!

Mozzy – Take It Up With God (feat. Celly Ru) (1 Up Top Ahk Album)

[Verse 1: Mozzy]
Bangin’ the same gang her son died for
So we pay for the funeral then we slide for him
The good die young, shit I can only vouch
Conversatin with the clouds like, "imma hold you down"
Ya momma hardly smile since she lost her child
She couldn’t even view ya body without fallin’ out
And every time I hit her line we just talk about you
She be tellin’ me funny shit I didn’t know about you
She can only hear ya voice is what she once said
We took them field trips for you, killa, we ain’t done yet
You my circle within a circle, a subset
You livin’ through me, it’s unconditional, nothin’ less
[Chorus: Mozzy] 2x
I hugged my nigga momma when he died
She just started crying, she cried and she cried
If you could only see the pain in her eyes
Cuz he ain’t comin’ back
You gotta take it up with God
[Verse 2: Celly Ru]
I dropped a few tears and I couldn’t help it
Niggas died behind the steel, feeling helpless
I don’t feel no better, slidin’ with his facials on my sweater
Represent this Mays block shit forever
That’s on my Uncle Trevor
My lil brother passed, I held his momma
Put that on my dead son bruh, I got her, it’s forever
With ya brother, stomped the same puddles in the gutter
Wish I had the chance to tell bruh I love him
I ain’t switchin’, not at all
The hood lightweight fallin’ off
Since you passed, I ain’t had no one to call
They ain’t fuckin’ wit ya nigga
They say I’m fuckin’ wit some other niggas
They ain’t fuckin’ wit, so I ain’t fuckin’ wit em
I ain’t trippin’, fuck it nigga

[Chorus: Mozzy] 2x
I hugged my nigga momma when he died
She just started crying, she cried and she cried
If you could only see the pain in her eyes
Cuz he ain’t comin’ back
You gotta take it up with God
[Verse 3: Mozzy]
Bang in peace Deezy, that’s my brother for real
Momma Tony know I love her for real
She like my momma for real
Had to sit and watch her suffer for real
That’s a hell of a woman for real
Shit come with the field
Shed tears for Lil Diamond in jail
Momma Red sick, that shit took her through hell
Deray laid bleedin’, I remember the smell
Somebody gotta feel what I feel
You done been there before
Can’t even count how many niggas is gone
Wish y’all was here now that niggas is on
You don’t hear me though
You could never understand the way my youngin raised
Try to sympathize, but never understand a mother’s pain
[Chorus] 2x
I hugged my nigga momma when he died
She just started crying, she cried and she cried
If you could only see the pain in her eyes
Cuz he ain’t comin’ back
You gotta take it up with God

Mozzy – Like You Say You Do (1 Up Top Ahk Album)

[Intro: Mozzy]
Four finger banging, I’m from four park
Pop a couple pills and then smoke ports
Y’all don’t know nothing ’bout that gangster shit, ah
I got shooters in my corner, they don’t play about me
Nigga watch what you say about me
Nah, they don’t play about me
[Verse: Mozzy]
I got shottas in my corner, they don’t play about me
Watch what you say about me
They chewing faces ’bout me
We in this ancient Audi, it’s in Alicia name
But this blammy I’m brandishing in them people’s name
My younging gunning for nothing, little Uzzy need a name
Inquired about his prices when I seen his aim
Them better days never came when we prayed for ’em
The oven on 450, keep the place warm
Jordan’s launching every month, I had to beg for ’em
And she still ain’t cop ’em, my grades started dropping
My gang started popping, ain’t no way I’m going to college
Momma and poppa couldn’t save me when them niggas robbed me
It’s traumatizing watching bullets penetrate a body
Without a body, niggas treat you like you ain’t nobody
You know I got it, I’m bagging up all this powder
Purchase 20 P’s, all sour
Be there in a hour
1750 on the counter
I promise it’s all there, you could count it
I never got an allowance
Now I’m up a couple hundred thousand
Slither through the hood, I’m just browsing
Peanut butter couches in the foreign got me lounging
Thinking ’bout this ‘Rarri, discussing with my accountant
My mama looking at houses, told her to point ’em out
And we gone make it happen, you know what your boy about
Watch how they follow the route
Getting to it for real
We don’t need a deal, niggas gucci over here
Cubicals in the air, cubicals in the charm
Tell ’em ring the alarm, a Cali nigga in charge
Banging B-Sunny, they tackled him on the yard
Anything can happen when shackled behind bars
Nah, you don’t love me like you say you do
When them suckers slid on me, nigga, fuck you do
A single body ain’t enough, gotta come anew
I’m 100 through and through, ain’t nothing new
You don’t love me like you say you do

MILAN RAKIC – Trecu Noc Ispijam

Znam ja o tebi sve
sve ono najgore
ali ipak spreman sam
da svesno poginem
Ove noći kao lud
čekam te uzalud
davno je puklo sve
a sebi to ne priznajem
[Refren]
Treću noć već ispijam
gde si sad kad pao sam
tudje ruke ne mogu
sa zemlje da me podignu
U svakoj čaši tražim spas
trezan ne umem bez nas
jer bol me uvek stigne
kad ti čujem ime
Znam ja o tebi sve
s kim jutrom budiš se
ali glavu okrenem
da oči ne vide
Ove noći kao lud
čekam te uzalud
davno je puklo sve
a sebi to ne priznajem
[Refren] 3x
Treću noć već ispijam
gde si sad kad pao sam
tudje ruke ne mogu
sa zemlje da me podignu
U svakoj čaši tražim spas
trezan ne umem bez nas
jer bol me uvek stigne
kad ti čujem ime
kad ti čujem ime