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Nines – Getting Money Now (One Foot Out Album)

[Hook]
We gettin’ money now, now
From the AM to the PM
All these bad bitches in my DM, yeah
They gon’ be horny when we see them
They gon’ be horny when we see them
We got money now, now
From the AM to the PM
All these bad bitches in my DM, yeah
They’ll be horny when we see them
They’ll be horny when we see them
I got money now, now

[Verse 1: Nines]
Stretchin’ keys, don’t need to give my ‘nect the P’s
Them man are still preppin’ D’s
Come through with my neck on freeze
I ain’t browsing, I’m spending G’s
Them niggas starving, soon bill a tennis court in my garden
I ain’t scared when they Yay’s touchin’ cuh it’s less risky when you pay customs
If you had my chick, you’d probably never cheat
But I be smashin’ groupies on these Fendi sheets
Them rappers can’t keep up with me
Ten racks, I blew it like a cup of tea
My nigga Jojo be in that lambo
Anywhere I go then gang go
Always wanted a penthouse
Now I treat the penthouse like a bando

[Hook]
We gettin’ money now, now
From the AM to the PM
All these bad bitches in my DM, yeah
They’ll be horny when we see them
They’ll be horny when we see them
We got money now, now
From the AM to the PM
All these bad bitches in my DM, yeah
They gon’ be horny when we see them
They gon’ be horny when we see them

[Verse 2: Nines]
Uh, whip up, made a fiend white the spoon
Hollywood lookin’ like the moon
Don’t think I’m gettin’ money now I won’t see a paigon and run him down
Now I’m on the rise
BMT, most the city love me just for being me
I went Africa, see niggas starve
Felt bad comin’ home business class
I make six figures every summer drought
Way before rap, I had one foot out
They don’t know how long I put ground work in
Now me and Skrapz soon be crowd surfing
Still riskin’ my freedom for my set
Re-up gang, I just wanna call the ‘nect
Hoes and dough nigga that’s all I get
Wasn’t like this when I was wearin’ Sports Direct

[Bridge]
We gon’ make it out the ends one day
One day, one day, one day, one day, one day
Look at where I come from
Shit’s so real, real, real

[Hook]
We gettin’ money now, now
From the AM to the PM
All these bad bitches in my DM, yeah
They’ll be horny when we see them
They’ll be horny when we see them

Nines – These Keys (feat. Berner) (One Foot Out Album)

[Chorus: Nines]
How can I give this all up
This is all I wanted to be
This music money isn’t enough
I just can’t get caught with these keys
With these keys
I just can’t get caught with these keys
With these keys, with these keys

[Verse 1: Nines]
Ask my nigga Nunu how we went through all them rubber bands
Remember when I kop the Ice hublot with the rubber band
Made 30K this week I’m nothing like them other man
I’m on a different level now but I don’t think they understand
Last year I would have stressed my pockets if I copped a Range
Funny how in a couple months, how luck could change
Old niggas on the track, bragging ’bout watch and chain
Next album I’ll probably rap about yachts and planes
Pull up on the block, all them yungens circle ’round the Porsche
Came a long way from the Gilera with the loud exhaust
Shit was slow, mandem was moving like some scavengers
Never going broke again I’m cool with all the traffickers
Jazzy said chill and let them young bucks spray them tools
Think they hating now, watch when I upgrade my jewels
My lil’ niggas know a nigga spend a monkey on some shoes
Trappin’ from a distance can’t see them junkies from these views
Grew up ’round some of the best niggas to do it
Now we fucking with them Albo’s they like the Mexicans of Europe
They don’t play me on the radio but I don’t give a fuck
I’ve buried P, went broke, then I had to dig it out

[Chorus: Nines]
How can I give this all up
This is all I wanted to be
This music money isn’t enough
I just can’t get caught with these keys
With these keys
I just can’t get caught with these keys
With these keys, with these keys

[Verse 2: Berner]
Empty boxes got me nauseous
Six burner phones in my faucet
We buy phones and we wash ’em
Digging holes to find a million dollars [?], ain’t sweet
I’ve been broke, same clothes for a week
Fresh off the plane I see badges fuck the D.E.A
This piece costs a couple more G’s, when it leave the States
Started from the bottom, with a key of yay
I’m ridin’ round dirty in this Honda, I don’t need the Wraith
They grabbed Stack, we just laughed when he beat the case
Cookies with the cheese, [?] bring me strains
Bring the jack back, I’m smoking for the JA
Black hoodie with the AK
Dirty money bring the devil out, bag the lemonade
Put my gloves on, then we send ’em out
80 for a 20 pack, yeah I’m talking locally
Here in the city, I’m still getting [?]
The rest of them getting 2, they can’t even sell ’em though
I could never sell ’em low, I’d rather be selling blow
Talking on the telephone, now he’s never coming home
The dope gang dirty yeah, they don’t love you until you’re gone

[Chorus: Nines]
How can I give this all up
This is all I wanted to be
This music money isn’t enough
I just can’t get caught with these keys
With these keys
I just can’t get caught with these keys
With these keys, with these keys

Nines – Stacey Adams (One Foot Out Album)

[Intro: Delilah]
21, I stumbled ‘fore they came to get you
You locked yourself away
Steady on, the guilty trials they’ll send to test you
I swear I cried that day
But I’ll wait…

[Verse 1: Nines]
Me and T getting long dough
Drove all the way to Amsterdam, just to have a three minute convo
Why do nice guys always finish last, went on holiday we were the only ratchet niggas in business class
First it was AJ, now Moncler every day
Armani I’m sorry I keep blowing up
Still ride out team, hand on my heart
See them shook niggas freeze up, I ran because I’m smart
Fans chatting like they know about the drama
But after we shoot niggas up i can’t post it up after
How’s he sitting on that grub with all them nitties on the road
Fiends outside my trap look like Call of Duty Zombie mode
Might aswell get a job, old geeza
Cause he’s been dealing with a Q since Moesha
How’s his re-up looking like a fucking Malteser
Can’t find a nigga in the city with them O’s cheaper
It’s Nines

[Skit: Nines]
Bruh I come out my yard B
I see some random niggas painting them fucking lamp posts B
There’s like 20 other lamp posts that ain’t painted
You really think those guys come to paint those lamp post, You’d think these guys are feds my G
There’d be fucking dodgy postmen
All sorts of funny BT vans driving around B
The hood pepper, it’s mad

[Verse 2: Nines]
Me and super flying down to west
Bitches say I’m looking fly I ain’t even dressed
Them paigons can’t walk the streets without a vest
Looking over their shoulder like a niggas tryna cheat on a test
Acting like he’s shotting all that coke
Looking invisible like he’s got on Harry Potter’s cloak
I been thinking about buying me a parcel
And if it’s TT, then nigga why I need a sample
The rap game need me, I don’t need rap
Food so peng I told the B cat, "I don’t need no feedback"
My niggas really gang bang
AK leave a nigga’s whip in the air like Chitty Chitty Bang Bang
If I rob my plug that would change my life
But I’m loyal to the soil mumsy raised me right
Do I look like I care if the industry don’t fuck with me
I’m just washing up this money like it’s cutlery
It’s Nines

Nines – Hoes (feat. Tiggs Da Author) (One Foot Out Album)

[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]
Falling for these tings is a no no (no way)
They will get you set up on a low low
People wonder why I’m movin’ so cold
I know a ting that’s movin’ savage like oh no
Don’t trust these hoes
Don’t trust these hoes (no no no, no way)
Don’t trust these hoes
Don’t trust these hoes (ah ah ah, no way)
Don’t trust these hoes
Don’t trust these hoes (no way)
Don’t trust these hoes
Don’t trust these hoes

[Verse 1: Nines]
She wants a footballer or an entertainer
Got a man, but always talks to different strangers
Knows all the niggas that’s famous with papers
That weren’t the plan, used to do ballet
Now she’s twerkin’ on the ‘gram
She’s a model on Insta, but just a hoe for my town
And when her boyfriend went jail, she went holdin’ him down
She’s only 21 turnin’ 30
Had a bright future but grew up too early
The average nigga don’t stand a chance, just them high rollers
She don’t like boys her own age, only them fly olders
In expensive clothes, don’t get it twisted though
Some of the coolest bitches I ever met was hoes
She slept on him when he was on the strip selling deets
Now he about to blow, she the same bitch on her knees
Them hoes get round
Know every man on the [?] area
Where they always pop out like an ad on the net

[Chorus: Tiggs Da Author]
Falling for these tings is a no no (no way)
They will get you set up on a low low
People wonder why I’m movin’ so cold
I know a ting that’s movin’ savage like oh no
Don’t trust these hoes
Don’t trust these hoes (no no no, no way)
Don’t trust these hoes
Don’t trust these hoes (ah ah ah, no way)
Don’t trust these hoes
Don’t trust these hoes (no way)
Don’t trust these hoes
Don’t trust these hoes

[Verse 2: Nines]
He don’t know what he wants, he’s confused
Wants to sell down or be a player, he can’t choose
Got all the bitches on him when he rolls through the zone
But it’s always a problem if she goes through his phone
Cause she’s gonna see all the hoes he’s textin’
Plus he’s always sleepin’ around with no protection
Drives a nice car, looks like the niggas winnin’
But he’s got bad karma cause he’s always trickin’ women
But she won’t leave cause of his rep
Looks fly, knows that he’s bad for her, slept on those good guys
As long as he’s got his health and his wealth
He don’t care ’bout no one else but himself
He’s only concerned with sells
But deep down he knows he can’t go around hurting girls
Some of these chicks will get you wrapped on the low
And all these hoes never like to act like they’re hoes

[Outro: Tiggs Da Author]
Don’t trust these hoes
Don’t trust these hoes
Don’t trust these hoes
Don’t trust these hoes (ah ah ah, no way)
Don’t trust these hoes
Don’t trust these hoes (no way)
Don’t trust these hoes
Don’t trust these hoes

Nines – Nervous (One Foot Out Album)

[Bridge]
Something in your voice
Is tellin’ me that you don’t wanna leave until the mornin’
And that’s ok with me
Cause Imma kill that pussy in the mornin’ you’ll be moanin’
Imma give you Amnesia
Lay you out and down
Have you screamin’ down
When I break your damn hole
I ain’t no angel and neither are you, no
I don’t want no-one else just be you and we’re good

[Chorus]
Don’t be nervous babe, don’t be nervous
Don’t be shy now, don’t be shy
Don’t be nervous babe, don’t be nervous
Don’t be shy
Tonight we’re goin’ all the way
Let me work my magic on you, girl
Don’t be nervous babe, don’t be nervous
Don’t be shy now, don’t be shy

[Verse 1: Nines]
I see them niggas with their new chains
That shit ain’t even worth my bitch’s shoe game
Her ex is hatin’ cause I stole his girl
But that little nigga there can hold a shell
I know that nigga used to treat you wrong
I won’t lead you wrong cause my Ps is long
Come to my yard and chill
Help me count this half a mil
Got the rollie on or the audemar
She see me pull up in that Porsche car
Plus she hear I fuck like a pornstar
Baby let me take off that sports bra
It feels like months, and we ain’t spoke in days
I ain’t gonna chase her but I hope she stays
Give me a chance, cause I’d be more than nice
Have you livin’ like a footballer wife

[Chorus]
Don’t be nervous babe, don’t be nervous
Don’t be shy now, don’t be shy
Don’t be nervous babe, don’t be nervous
Don’t be shy
Tonight we’re goin’ all the way
Let me work my magic on you, girl
Don’t be nervous babe, don’t be nervous
Don’t be shy now, don’t be shy

[Verse 2: Nines]
Tryna make you my girl
No need to rush, I learned patience in jail
I give you a key to my yard
No more Nandos, we can eat the shard
Bring you overseas
Pose in sand, walks on the beach
Holdin’ your hand, I know you probably heard that I get around
But I’m gettin’ old, I need to settle down
But if I ain’t with you, I’d rather be lonely
In the penthouse screamin’, "free Stoney"
Stressed when I’m with them other hoes
When I’m with you it’s like my problems go
[?] past, I got a past
But think about the future if we’re gonna last
I swear down, to make you happy is my only purpose
So don’t be nervous

[Chorus]
Don’t be nervous babe, don’t be nervous
Don’t be shy now, don’t be shy
Don’t be nervous babe, don’t be nervous
Don’t be shy
Tonight we’re goin’ all the way
Let me work my magic on you, girl
Don’t be nervous babe, don’t be nervous
Don’t be shy now, don’t be shy

Nines – High Roller (feat. J Hus) (One Foot Out Album)

[Intro]
Zino Records (Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha…)

[Hook: J Hus]
Hopped in the tinted wagon
What’s the worst that could happen?
That hasn’t already happened
I’ve been outdoors for days
Getting paid in different ways
You wouldn’t know money if it slapped you in your face
I’m the high roller, bipolar in the fly motor
I’m the high roller, bipolar in the fly motor

[Verse 1: Nines]
Come through looking fly in some designers
Always got it, can’t catch me sliding in these sliders
Even at the red carpet event we had them straps on base
I only do push-ups if I catch a case
I’m just a skinny nigga with a army
Stepped my game up from the Mini to the ‘rarri
See them niggas acting like they’re bosses, they’re frauds
I shut it down in my city plus I be flossing abroad
Came through in a Audi or in that Honda Accord
All this gold got me looking like a Oscar Award
You ain’t getting show money how you keep flossing?
Rocks in the ring, ain’t fighting Steve Austin
I got all these model bitches on me to fuck
They wanna hit the cling on me like when I’m re’ing up
Hit the block for fresh air, write some new lyrics
Got the feds tryin’ to tap me down every two minutes

[Hook: J Hus]
Hopped in the tinted wagon
What’s the worst that could happen?
That hasn’t already happened
I’ve been outdoors for days
Getting paid in different ways
You wouldn’t know money if it slapped you in your face
I’m the high roller, bipolar in the fly motor
I’m the high roller, bipolar in the fly motor

[Verse 2: Nines]
Me and the gang coming like some Arabs
Spending all this crack money up in Harrods
Just whipped up see the white under my nails
Told my nigga fix up cah we don’t fight over girls
Got himself a mix up tryna line up some bells
Twenty bricks up off a Q, bike and some scales
If I blow I don’t have to share
Went broke tried to reach out, all them niggas left me hanging like a chandelier
Everyday a nigga hustle
Wrapping up in the trap house playlist on shuffle
Still post on the strip
These lazy niggas chill in bed
My nigga Keyz and Pappy probably wrapped up a mill’ in pebs
My new chick keeps the ting inside her blouse
And she ain’t been to my crib, I got a sidechick house
And I still don’t go home until my food’s done
Even bring the four fizzy on me in a school run

[Hook: J Hus]
Hopped in the tinted wagon
What’s the worst that could happen?
That hasn’t already happened
I’ve been outdoors for days
Getting paid in different ways
You wouldn’t know money if it slapped you in your face
I’m the high roller, bipolar in the fly motor
I’m the high roller, bipolar in the fly motor

[Outro: Nines]
Don’t compare me to none of these rappers, B
We’re nothing alike
Niggas be rapping my life
Free the team
Ice City going platinum baby!

Nines – Break Away (One Foot Out Album)

[Verse 1: Nines]
Sorry mom for all them times I got suspended in school
Gettin’ footballer money, my teacher said I was a fool
Haters commenting on my ‘Gram, that shit don’t faze me
4 pipes on the Porsche, yo my whip so crazy
Told Pebz "make sure you stay strapped"
I just left the label Christmas party to go and break down a pack
1a the hood, land all them shottas out of town
Went ‘Dam for the plug, now we the opposite of down
Tryna leave a nigga’s head by the pavement
Drivin’ round in this dinger, gettin’ impatient
Thinkin’ that I shoulda spent more time with my nephew
It’s fucked, seen them fake niggas shine seen the best lose
Pissed cuh my little nigga lost a few guns
Me and Pebz out in bail rollin’ with some new ones
I get money every time my phone rings
Wasn’t always fly, we had to grow wings
I’m still in the field where it’s fucking real
I ain’t got time to chill
I need a hundred mil
And way before the deal I paid my mother’s bills
Tryna cop a house in the hills
That’s how uncle Phil
Free my nigga Hydro, he just rang
When I sweep my floor
I’m finding bitches’ earrings in my dust pan
Told my Misses that she can’t fucking be my wife
Cuh I’m way too ambitious, you do nothin’ with your life
Came a long way from 7 grams on the scale
Feels like yesterday I was banged up in jail
Now it’s planes all the time, I be traveling the world
Fuck ‘Dam, I’m goin’ Spain they got amne’ there for sale
But now I’m in the office, used to doin’ business in the rain
Now it’s house parties every week, Sydney and Sharane
Should I fall back off the trap
Put my whole into rap
Niggas keep callin’ for packs
And I can’t walk away from stacks
Heard he put down his gun and his mask
Tryna live off his rep, who gives a fuck what you done in the past
Got a deal, still tryna make it off the loud
Don’t be standin’ with them paigons, cuh I spray in the crowd
It’s Nines…

[Skit: Nines]
These young bucks are fucked B
Like they look up to the drug dealers and shit
All the gang bangers, or footballers
All the footballers can’t make it bruh
And they end up flyin’ birds
All the Trapstars can’t make you think every little nigga gonna be Nina wid da Nina

[Verse 2: Nines]
Ay yo fuck the haters
Talkin’ ’bout we’re troublemakers
Everybody on me for a hundred favors
Me and Bund bunin’ flavours
Ask the neighbours
I was out there, mornin’ from the night
Used to say one day I’ll be a baller, I was right
All these groupie bitches around the country wanna holla
Yea I fucked the fans, but don’t judge me like your honour
Famous in the shooter
I just came from the jeweler
Immigration wanna dip my chain back to Cuba
Did alright last year, probably shoulda saved more
Lookin’ through The Sun I see my ting on page 4
I’m gettin’ bait, I gotta hide my face
Still got crackheads whistling outside the base
I just stay in my lane, I ain’t worried ’bout them broke haters
Probably get about 20 Phillips watch with no papers
Send my yungens shop for a box of latex
He’s been gettin’ money since So Solid was rockin’ Avirexes
It’s Nines…

[Skit:Nines]
Some of the flyest Trapstars I ever seen in my life
Or most of them, are ridin’ bird right now blud
Lucky I was flyin’ birds
But I was sayin’ "Oh lemme try this music ting as well"
Man was payin like…
Obviously I was payin’ for all this shit myself
I could honestly say, I don’t know how much I faulked into music
Mad Ps probably, I don’t know
Little niggas gotta fuckin’ invest their P blud
Or try invest into something other than trapping
I mean everyone can’t be a rapper blud
Niggas can do many other things
But just invest in suttin’ else B
There you have it, your boy a revolutionist ya know

Nines – I Wonder (feat. Akala) (One Foot Out Album)

[Verse 1: Nines]
I wonder if my parents never met
Middle man, made a killing yo I wonder will I ever meet the ‘nect
Wonder how these niggas sellout for a check
Wonder if she knows I woulda made her wifey if she had a better rep
Wonder why they don’t wanna see me shine
Wonder will I ever leave the streets
But I [?] so I can have a piece of mind
I wonder why I love buyin’ ice
Wonder how my nigga Cash and Hydro felt when the judge gave them life
Let’s go, I wonder how they cope
I wonder if my chick would still love me if I was broke
I wonder how all these guns get into my area
Wonder why they care about celebs instead of Syria
Wonder will get a L plate or get merked
Wonder why they care about someone else’s net worth
I wonder out of all tracks what’s my best verse
And I wonder if them paigons know they about to get burst
It’s Nines…

[Skit: Akala]
What kinda person would you have been if you grew up in Hampstead instead of Harlesden?
Once you grew up in High Wycombe instead of Harlesden?
Who knows, look at the stuff you’ve been through
And what you’re surrounded by
Your environment don’t define you
But how do you transcend it?
But at the same time, you’re growing
Mandem are listening to you, and youtdem are listening to you
What are you gonna do with that platform now?
That’s what you wanna ask yourself

[Verse 2: Nines]
Wonder will the lord forgive me for my sins
Wonder if them lifers hear me on the radio
Or miss me on the wing
I know they wonder what kinda numbers my bud line do
Wonder if them broke niggas know, I was just like you
Wonder will Arsenal ever win the league
Wonder why they notice my bad and not my good deeds
Wonder why I’m so cool with all this weed in the base
Wonder how’d it be if I grew up in a different place
Free my nigga Wonder I wish he was free
I can hear them sirens comin’, wonder if it’s for me
I had my hand on a scale when you was touchin’ the remote
They don’t put in work but got nerve to wonder why they broke
All these new niggas actin like they graffed it with me
Family member holla only when they askin’ for P
I know they wonder how I kill these tracks
It’s the middle of the drought, I know they wonder how we still got packs
It’s Nines…

[Skit: Akala & ?]
Would you be the same if you had the opportunity to access the other groups we would just naturally have born in time? No, what are we gonna do about that?
What can we build?
Can we change anything, or is it just set the way it’s set?
I don’t know, I wonder the same stuff all the time
There’s a certain essence that you have
There’s a certain spirit inside of you that has to come out
That is a part of who you are as well

There’s Nines and then there’s Courtney
They act like the mandem on the street corner are the criminals
But the real criminals are in suits and ties
Sending arms to crazy countries around the world
War is profitable, murder is profitable
You understand?
And then they look at us like "Yo you people are the…"
Our badness ain’t nuttin’ compared to their badness
Their badness is real badness and our badness is joke badness
And when you’re on the road ting you gotta ask yourself
"Boy, year in year out the food gets in and out of the country you ain’t got no place"
You know what I mean, and your connect’s connect’s connect’s connect’s connect
Who’s that man, you understand?
Illegal drugs is worth 16 billion a year to the UK economy
That ain’t used in Harlesden, or Tottenham, or Peckham, or East Glasgow
It’s someone else, somewhere else making most of that P
But there’s bigger questions…
Yo Nines

Nines – Trap Music (One Foot Out Album)

[Hook:??]
I didn’t choose this life, see this shit just chose me
Used to be in the ends, now everywhere they know me
I’m still that boy getting dough with my niggas
I lost my friends on the road to some killers
I still keep it 100, yeah, yeah
Now they call me whenever they want me
I’mma take it all the way
I’mma put my city on the map and that’s that

[Verse 1: Nines]
Line blowing, no time to sit down
And if the album does numbers, then the prices on the bricks down
Can’t take that prick’s behaviour
But it’s droughty and he helps me get packs like a fitness trainer
Still can’t believe the industry let a hustler shine
I’m flying birds, I bust my nine, I’m taking off just in time
Still ain’t ready to give up my line
I just hit the booth
Then it’s back to flip mode when I bust a rhyme
Trap music, made my nigga lock for fifty racks
Said his P’s in my dogs house like Frank Lucas
Most of jail niggas, all they wanna do is chat
Come like bitches on the wing, orange is the new black
My nigga told me quick, I don’t need them B flips
Don’t worry, I’m on the top of my game like Wii Fit
For the people that said that I’d never prosper
I’m gonna shut down Harlesden
Pouring money out a helicopter

[Hook:??]
I didn’t choose this life, see this shit just chose me
Used to be in the ends, now everywhere they know me
I’m still that boy getting dough with my niggas
I lost my friends on the road to some killers
I still keep it 100, yeah, yeah
Now they call me whenever they want me
I’mma take it all the way
I’mma put my city on the map and that’s that

[Verse 2: Nines]
Prada shoes, Burberry coat
It’s like these guys prefer me broke
Niggas getting rushed, it was funny but it weren’t a joke
Heard they want to run up in the base, it’s a myth
Guns all around the house like Mr and Mrs Smith
She said she never met a mobstar
I just spent two thousand on this tux looking like I left the opera
She thinks that I’m a thugged out nigga with P
But I’m really a nice guy like despicable me
Uh, if I’m on a madting, guarantee my niggas on it
Soon buy my mum and aunty benzes with some ribbons on it
Tried to put him on, but he ain’t got ambition
Trapstar to rapstar, I’m ’bout to make the transition
Man listen, the world’s full of mayhem
My nigga got rushed on cam, now he’s on bell for an AM
Grew up in this beef, it ain’t my own choice
Can’t forget them days in Barnet when I was grinding with my broke boys

[Hook:??]
I didn’t choose this life, see this shit just chose me
Used to be in the ends, now everywhere they know me
I’m still that boy getting dough with my niggas
I lost my friends on the road to some killers
I still keep it 100, yeah, yeah
Now they call me whenever they want me
I’mma take it all the way
I’mma put my city on the map and that’s that

Nines – Make It Last (One Foot Out Album)

[Intro + Chorus]
I know this ain’t something that you’re used to baby
But I’m just trying to make a future now
I just want to make this last
Why are you always talking ’bout my past?
I’m getting money over this side
Run the city over this side
Flying birds, I could never switch sides
And I think she loves a nigga for it

[Verse 1: Nines]
I left some more keys with my nigga
And took away you could wear bikinis in the winter
Soon stop flying birds invest in some land
Seen bitches texting me lying next to their man
That’s why it’s hard for me to commit
Rather stay on point and have half a key on the strip
Acting like I just want to sell
Hoes on my phone
But who the fuck wants to be alone when they’re grown?
She miss you, okay
But she ain’t on no holiday
I’m chasing this money so one day she’ll probably stay
All her friends hating on the kid, they say I’m no good
But guaranteed most of them would fuck me if them hoes could
Damn we’re just as stubborn as each other
Can’t hit her, but I’d beat down her cousins and her brother
If I weren’t a birdman and I only flipped an ounce
Would you put up with my shit or be quick to bounce?

[Chorus]
I’m getting money over this side
Run the city over this side
Flying birds, I could never switch sides
And I think she loves a nigga for it
I think she loves a nigga for it
I swear she loves a nigga for it
And I think she loves a nigga for it
I swear she loves a nigga for it

[Verse 2: Nines]
Should’ve known you where that chick from the start
Fuck an Instagram like, I’d really give you my heart
Should’ve been with you instead of entertaining all these freaks
So only you and music can take me off the streets
I don’t know about them other niggas, but we fly
You can have whatever you like, like T.I
I’m busy flying in but one day I’ll marry a girl
Buy you karats and pearls
We could travel the world
But she’s always getting mad and look
Of course she wants the lotion on the phone
But I’ve gotta call you back I’ve got another shot
I tried school her but this chick’s stub’
But she looks Super Bad like McLov’
I’m smokin’ flavours thinkin’ fuck her, we go through phases
When we ain’t spoke in ages
I check her social pages
If it’s Italians and Harrods, guaranteed I wore it
It’s why she love a nigga for it

[Chorus]
I’m getting money over this side
Run the city over this side
Flying birds, I could never switch sides
And I think she loves a nigga for it
And I think she loves a nigga for it
Yea she loves a nigga for it
And I think she loves a nigga for it
I swear she loves a nigga for it

[Outro]
I think she loves a nigga for it
Yea she loves a nigga for it (for it)
I think she loves a nigga for it
I swear she loves a nigga for it (for it)
I think she loves a nigga for it (for it)
Yea she loves a nigga for it (for it)
I think she loves a nigga for it (for it)
I think she loves a nigga for it
Yea she loves a nigga for it (for it)
I think she loves a nigga for it
I swear she loves a nigga for it (for it)
I think she loves a nigga for it (for it)
Yea she loves a nigga for it (for it)
I think she loves a nigga for it

Nines – Outro (One Foot Out Album)

[Verse: Nines]
I came outta pen came in debt with my connect
Couldn’t sign bricks, we were the respect but no stress
Spent the whole summer on the blocks, sittin on the steps
Still can’t find 1 nigga I finesse
I’m ahead of my time
When Brom filled some yay, that food dead in my line
It’s cool though
I took that L then packed [?] a remix
It’s when I said fuck yay, it’s back to weed flips
Shit slowed down
You know me I still stacked some racks
Made sure I was ready for when them packs came back
Spent a whole year wearin Tracky scraps
Done a show, my nigga Griz came there wacky
Shoulda been in the Prem. the way my niggas ball
Scrapz shutted down, the next day I got a call
My guy said the plug wants to see me
I said right now I got too much bud fam, I’m easy
I holla when I’m done
His exact words were if the ‘nect tells you to come you better come
So I hit the M-way
Next thing you know I flew, damn
Came back off the plane feelin like a new man
Pissed off called my nigga Keyz, back in pen
‘Bout to jump on this rap ting again
Cause these other niggas’ raps are borin
Ice City every way
Come like my nigga Scrapz, he’s tourin
Fuckin with my sleepin pattern
Even when I’m in my sleep I’m trappin
I just made a transaction, I ain’t even see it happen
I ain’t gettin whip
I ain’t linkin any chicks
All I think about is bricks
Should be rich by 26
So I ain’t got time for rhymes
Shit went slow, niggas try and style on Nines
Copped some AJ shoes for the thousandth time
Used to window shop
Now I don’t even browse online

Nav – Nothing On You (The Introduction Album)

[Hook: Nav]
She say she tired of lies, she tired of the bullshit
She see me liking pictures bitches be posting
These other hoes ain’t got nothing on you
No, no, no
Stop listening to your friends, when you coming home?
(No, no, no)
These other hoes ain’t got nothing on you
(No, no, no)
These other hoes ain’t got nothing on you

[Verse 1: Nav]
These hoes ain’t real as you are
I remember you driving me around I had no car
Who you think imma split this bread with when I become a star?
If it wasn’t for this music shit I’d probably be selling hard
She supported me, she told me dont be hitting no licks I’ll give you all the money you need
I don’t wanna see you die cause your the only nigga I need
And you listening to your friends they tryna throw some dirt on me
They don’t wanna see you happy girl you know how these bitches be

[Hook: Nav]
She say she tired of lies, she tired of the bullshit
She see me liking pictures bitches be posting
These other hoes ain’t got nothing on you
No, no, no
Stop listening to your friends, when you coming home?
(No, no, no)
These other hoes ain’t got nothing on you
(No, no, no)
These other hoes ain’t got nothing on you

[Verse 2: Nav]
They say they seen me with another girl
Shawty you should know by now
That you my world
These bitches hate and they don’t wanna see you do better than them
They tryna find you a good guy
But ill treat you better than him
He ain’t got no guap, he ain’t got no whip and I dress better than him
These girls they talking shit behind your back but I’m really your friend
But she don’t wanna hear that shit so imma leave her alone
Said she gotta think about shit
I just hope that she come home

[Hook: Nav]
She say she tired of lies, she tired of the bullshit
She see me liking pictures bitches be posting
These other hoes ain’t got nothing on you
No, no, no
Stop listening to your friends, when you coming home?
(No, no, no)
These other hoes ain’t got nothing on you
(No, no, no)
These other hoes ain’t got nothing on you

Nav – Make Your Mind Up (The Introduction Album)

[Hook]
Wanna’ make this money or nah’
Nigga make your mind up
In the 6 blowing smoke somewhere is where you find us
Not a killer but I could get you lined up
Wanna try me or nah make your mind up
Nigga make your mind up
Nigga make your mind up
Nigga make your mind up
(Wanna make this money or nah’ make your mind up)

[Verse 1]
These niggas is bitches, hitting my digits
Talking about chickens, smoking the loud
And selling the midget, these niggas ain’t serious
Wanna make money, they never go get it
Even if I don’t live, yeah
I front you that work and you couldn’t flip it
That’s none of your business, you better go get it
You better go find it, just gon’ remind it
You owe me a sack, I call it slipping
Its like perfect timing, the 4 on his back
These niggas is killers, and niggas is dealers
But only on wax, so shoutout to Trouble cause’ once you a snitch
You can’t take that back, no

[Hook]
Wanna’ make this money or nah’
Nigga make your mind up
In the 6 blowing smoke somewhere is where you find us
Not a killer but I could get you lined up
Wanna try me or nah make your mind up
Nigga make your mind up
(Started at the top and you niggas still trying to climb up)
Nigga make your mind up

[Verse 2]
I feel like the king
Frost gave me weed I feel like I got wings
Stuffing a couple of stuff in my jeans
Bitch how do you mean
If you were down you were fucking the team
Pop me a molly and I spill the lean
Rolling up weed
J’s on my feet, wings on my jeans
They hatin on me, cause they wanna be me but they can’t be me
I’m making the beats, that they want for free
Can’t cut me a check, you get no respect
This nigga up next
(Shout out to the Rex I’m gone)

[Hook]
Wanna’ make this money or nah’
Nigga make your mind up
In the 6 blowing smoke somewhere is where you find us
Not a killer but I could get you lined up
Wanna try me or nah make your mind up
Nigga make your mind up
Nigga make your mind up
Nigga make your mind up

Nav – Mission (The Introduction Album)

[Hook: Nav]
I can’t trust no body, I’m feeling lonely
I wanna live like Sosa but feel like Tony
I swear the 6 feel like the Gaza
Smoke like a Rasta
It’s just me and my partners
Trying to get our gwap up
And that’s the mission, that’s the mission
That’s the mission, that’s the mission (that’s the mission)
That’s the mission, that’s the mission, that’s the mission

[Verse 1: Nav]
Cut through the grapevine, my name been ringing bells
I got a little buzz but I’m still not doing well
I swear the 6 is full of demons, it’s like I live in hell
Say you love me, better mean it
You lying I can tell
You pussy I can smell
Dissing, they say I’m dissing
These niggas phony
It’s shots up no women no children, I feel like Tony
Can’t trust niggas
I’m like fuck niggas
These my family
My cousin, he’s sniffing coca
I wanna be Sosa

[Hook: Nav]
I can’t trust no body, I’m feeling lonely
I wanna live like Sosa but feel like Tony
I swear the 6 feel like the Gaza
Smoke like a Rasta
It’s just me and my partners
Trying to get our gwap up
And that’s the mission, that’s the mission
That’s the mission, that’s the mission (that’s the mission)
That’s the mission, that’s the mission, that’s the mission

[Verse 2: Nav]
I’m off that Tanqueray
Drinking and driving, just popped a xanny
I feel no way
Bitches ringing me down, I feel like Manny
Can’t trust these bitches, fuck these bitches they can’t do shit for me
I’m solo, moving slo mo, I smoke a lot of weed
No promo, don’t need promo, cause I got the streets
Make your mind up, make your mind up
Had these niggas weak
Bitch I’m busting, for my niggas, cause they like family
And if you try me on a Thursday, you won’t survive the week

[Hook: Nav]
I can’t trust no body, I’m feeling lonely
I wanna live like Sosa but feel like Tony
I swear the 6 feel like the Gaza
Smoke like a Rasta
It’s just me and my partners
Trying to get our gwap up
And that’s the mission, that’s the mission
That’s the mission, that’s the mission (that’s the mission)
That’s the mission, that’s the mission, that’s the mission

[Outro: Tony Montana]
You’re all a bunch of fucking ass holes
You know why?
You don’t have the guts to be what you wanna be
You need people like me

Nav – Brown Boy (The Introduction Album)

She never met a brown boy hang with all the killers
She met a lot of brown boys and she say i’m the realest

[Hook] (x2)
She never met a brown boy hang with all the killers
She met a lot of brown boys and she say i’m the realest
Our pockets full of brown boy tell me what’s the business

[Verse 1]
I’m not the type of brown boy you take home to your daddy
I’m the type you call when you wanna smoke a fatty
I’m the type that got the killers on speed dial
If you diss me in the mall i’m shuttin’ shit down
I’m about to steal another brown boy’s bitch now
I’m leavin’ from the rexs and i’m going to B-Town
It’s like i’m born in Texas the way i’m drinkin’ lean now
She think i’m crazy pop a molly i can’t sit down
All of the bitches who diss me you ain’t doin’ shit now
All of the niggas who ridin’ man they turn to snitch now
All of my niggas they killers they won’t pass on a lick
We never fold, never throwed, don’t fight over a bitch
And if you diss me on the road they might empty the clip
Just like future fuck around you tryna dodge bullets
You say they wanna rob me tell them try to pull it
I show your bitch the D and she know where to put it

[Hook] (x4)
She never met a brown boy hang with all the killers
She met a lot of brown boys and she say i’m the realest
Our pockets full of brown boy tell me what’s the business

[Verse 2]
Say she scared i’m gonna change when i get money
Say she scared and she don’t like who i’m becoming
Shawty movin’ insecure and it’s a turn off
Rollin’ up i gotta lot of stress to burn off
There’s not a lot of OG’s that i can learn off
They’re tryna help but really wishin’ i would fall off

(I’m leaving from the Rexs and i’m going to B-Town) (x2)

[Hook] (x2)
She never met a brown boy hang with all the killers
She met a lot of brown boys and she say i’m the realest
Our pockets full of brown boy tell me that’s the business

Nav – Take Me Simple (The Introduction Album)

[Pre-Hook]
Driving down the 401 and I’m speeding
Basic bitches asking me what a bean is
Put her number in my phone and delete it
Put her number in my phone and delete it
My killers gorillas they roll with bananas
30 on waist, they won’t run out of ammo
Ain’t to much shit that my niggas can’t handle
Ain’t to much shit that my niggas can’t handle

[Hook]
If you take me simple, I swear you won’t take simple again
If you take me simple, I swear you won’t take simple again
Catch me in the 6 with my day ones
We don’t need no new friends
(If you take me simple, I swear you won’t take simple again no)

[Verse 1]
These youngins just said he needs laces for his Jordan 9s he ain’t talking bout shoes
My killas they ballin, but they don’t crossover, they stand on the corner and shoot
35 points, 10 assists
Went from passing a rock to a brick
I know Brazilians that hitting licks
I know some niggas that I fucked they bitch
I know some people who said they wouldn’t switch, but they switch
I know some people who said they wouldn’t snitch, but they snitch
But it’s hard to see when there’s a snitch in a nigga
But I can always tell a bitch in a nigga
I’m on the road to the riches lil nigga
I never get caught up on bitches lil nigga

[Pre-Hook]
Driving down the 401 and I’m speeding
Basic bitches asking me what a bean is
Put her number in my phone and delete it
Put her number in my phone and delete it
My killers gorillas they roll with bananas
30 on waist, they won’t run out of ammo
Ain’t to much shit that my niggas can’t handle
Ain’t to much shit that my niggas can’t handle

[Hook]
If you take me simple, I swear you won’t take simple again
If you take me simple, I swear you won’t take simple again
Catch me in the 6 with my day ones
We don’t need no new friends
(If you take me simple, I swear you won’t take simple again no)

[Verse 2]
These pussies rapping on road, but they singing in jail
My bro on the run, trynna stack up his bail
My pockets is low, I didn’t want check the mail
Now that I’m up, man I’m giving em’ hell
I just want money, I don’t need these hoes
She see I’m getting money, she ain’t know, now she know
She didn’t wanna fuck with me when I was broke
Now I’m putting white girl in white girl’s nose
She fuck with the kid cause she know Imma blow
Remember the days that I wore the same clothes
Remember the days sitting in Sdot
Look up to the sky and came up with a plot
All of my niggas, we chasing a knot
These niggas they wishing my music gon’ flop (make your mind up)
Wanna make this money or not?

[Pre-Hook]
Driving down the 401 and I’m speeding
Basic bitches asking me what a bean is
Put her number in my phone and delete it
Put her number in my phone and delete it
My killers gorillas they roll with bananas
30 on waist, they won’t run out of ammo
Ain’t to much shit that my niggas can’t handle
Ain’t to much shit that my niggas can’t handle

[Hook]
If you take me simple, I swear you won’t take simple again
If you take me simple, I swear you won’t take simple again
Catch me in the 6 with my day ones
We don’t need no new friends
(If you take me simple, I swear you won’t take simple again no)

Nav – She Know (The Introduction Album)

[Hook]
Said she see me gettin’ money
She ain’t know, now she know
(Girl I)
Girl I gotta take these trips, gotta get it on road
(Girl I)
Girl I gotta take these trips, gotta get it on road
Said she see me gettin’ money
She ain’t know, now she know
(She ain’t know, now she know
She ain’t know, now she know)
(I tell I’m getting money and she said that she know)
Girl, I gotta take these trips, gotta get it on road
(Said she see me gettin’ money she ain’t know now she know)

[Verse 1]
Said she want me to herself she don’t want hang wit’ my bros
Bitch I’m counting money with the squad that’s all that I know
I’m screaming free all of my niggas ’til they get back on road
Mama I’m sorry that the music and the streets all I know
She say she see I’m getting money she can tell by my clothes
And she ain’t seen a pack of Backwoods already filled up with dope
These niggas talk but when it’s time to walk they don’t want no smoke
These rappers want these beats for free, they music ain’t got no hope

[Hook]
Said she see me gettin’ money
She ain’t know, now she know
(Girl I)
Girl I gotta take these trips, gotta get it on road
(Girl I)
Girl I gotta take these trips, gotta get it on road
Said she see me gettin’ money
She ain’t know, now she know
(She ain’t know, now she know
She ain’t know, now she know)
(I tell I’m getting money and she said that she know)
Girl, I gotta take these trips, gotta get it on road
(Said she see me gettin’ money she ain’t know now she know)

[Verse 2]
This industry is full of fakes, I didn’t know now I know
They wishin’ well to my face, I know they hate on the low
And now they see I’m gettin’ money so they callin’ me broke
And all these bitches want is money so I don’t need these hoes
I mix the sprite with the codeine then I pop me a Xan
Bitch, I’m going to the money, I ain’t changin’ my plans
And all of these bitches used to style on me and now I’m the man
And all of these bitches used to style on me and now I’m the man

[Hook]
Said she see me gettin’ money
She ain’t know, now she know
(Girl I)
Girl I gotta take these trips, gotta get it on road
(Girl I)
Girl I gotta take these trips, gotta get it on road
Said she see me gettin’ money
She ain’t know, now she know
(She ain’t know, now she know
She ain’t know, now she know)
(I tell I’m getting money and she said that she know)
Girl, I gotta take these trips, gotta get it on road
(Said she see me gettin’ money she ain’t know now she know)

[Screwed Hook]
Said she see me gettin’ money
She ain’t know, now she know
(Girl I)
Girl I gotta take these trips, gotta get it on road
(Girl I)
Girl I gotta take these trips, gotta get it on road
Said she see me gettin’ money
She ain’t know, now she know
(She ain’t know, now she know
She ain’t know, now she know)
(I tell I’m getting money and she said that she know)
Girl, I gotta take these trips, gotta get it on road
(Said she see me gettin’ money she ain’t know now she-)

Nav – Fell In Love (The Introduction Album)

[Verse 1]
Police pat me down them bands all on me
Molly, purple drank is all that I need
Come get your bitch cause she dancing on me
I remember these bitches were laughing at me
Now she sucking, fucking, clapping for me
Hit me, DM, told she was a fan
I was nobody when I made "The Man"
Now when these bitches see me, know who I am
His bitch looking I think she a flirt
Owls inside my shoes and XO my shirt
Diss me once and you’ll be dead on the first
I’m staying clean but my squad doing dirt
I’m staying clean, let my squad do the dirt
Hating on me cause they can’t get a verse
Summertime, shitting on you in a ‘vert
My diamonds are water I’m smoking on Earth
‘Member my mama told me I’m the worst
When the check come in she seeing it first
Buy her a house, I’mma buy her a purse
Looking for handouts, don’t get on my nerves
You telling lies, I’m a man of my word
And your wifey just hit me but she getting curved
I’m wearing brand names that you never heard
How to get money, you never gon’ learn

[Bridge]
I found myself a plug when I was down in Cali
Cause I met some white girls sniffing coke up in the Valley
I’m sorry, I’m just really high, hi nice to meet you
I told her I just wanna fuck girl I don’t need it

[Hook]
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I might not go home I might just stay

[Verse 2]
Yeah I love LA
Met a baddie from the Bay
Suck and fuck all day
But she can’t call me bae
Smoking weed all day
In Beverly I stay
The weather got me feeling so good
That I put the Xans away
Started from the bottom
I just dropped the top
She want the molly, yeah I got ’em
His bitch gave me top
My shooter got a mop
Deading all your talks
I love getting stoned
My watch is full of rocks
She say "Nav, why you so hood?"
She don’t know about the Rex
Had to tell my squad to clean it up
I don’t wanna make a mess
Body coming home, he gon’ beat the case
So you know he know what’s next
Fucking up a check
Diamonds dancing on my neck

[Bridge]
I found myself a plug when I was down in Cali
Cause I met some white girls sniffing coke up in the Valley
I’m sorry, I’m just really high, hi nice to meet you
I told her I just wanna fuck girl I don’t need it

[Hook]
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I might not go home I might just stay

Nav – Myself (The Introduction Album)

[Hook]
Drivin’ solo, I’m just swervin’ through my ends
When I’m sober I just don’t like who I am
Pour me up a 4 and I’ll feel like myself again
Roll me up some dope and I’ll feel like myself again
I’ma break every box they try to put me in
I got a lot of enemies who used to be my friends
Pour me up a 4 and I’ll feel like myself again
Roll me up some dope and I’ll feel like myself again

[Verse 1]
I was sober for an hour but I’m rollin’ off a bean now
The drugs, they give me confidence, I’m sayin’ what I mean now
The xannies help me slow up, the lean it help me speed down
Ballin’, yeah I’m ballin’, I won’t hit it if she beat now
Callin’, yeah she callin’, your bitch got me on the speed dial
Driving through the Rex I look at faces don’t see no smiles
It’s grimy in the 6, who can I trust? I’ll never know now
Sprite is extra dark now, my doggie in the dog pound
They say I’m on the come up, but I’ve been on the come down
See me doin’ good, they start to hate, that’s how it goes now
I don’t know why they mad at me, I always stay ten toes down
Drivin’ through my city by myself, that’s how I roll now

[Hook]
Drivin’ solo, I’m just swervin’ through my ends
When I’m sober I just don’t like who I am
Pour me up a 4 and I’ll feel like myself again
Roll me up some dope and I’ll feel like myself again
I’ma break every box they try to put me in
I got a lot of enemies who used to be my friends
Pour me up a 4 and I’ll feel like myself again
Roll me up some dope and I’ll feel like myself again

[Verse 2]
I remember being a kid my teachers told me I wouldn’t be shit
Diamonds in my pinky, look like water, make me seasick
Never had no help so don’t approach me on some free shit
Did this by myself so why the fuck would I do a remix?
His bitch gave me top, don’t want the pussy, he can keep it
Money and the power, fuck respect ’cause I don’t need it
Drivin’ to the west, I popped a bean and now I’m speedin’
Know some people in the 6 that dissed me for no reason
Sending shots, they sendin’ shots, on road I never see them
Taking Ls, they takin’ Ls, I never wanna be them
Got your bitch beside me, she just asked me what a bean is
Put her number in my phone, and you know I delete it

[Hook]
Drivin’ solo, I’m just swervin’ through my ends
When I’m sober I just don’t like who I am
Pour me up a 4 and I’ll feel like myself again
Roll me up some dope and I’ll feel like myself again
I’ma break every box they try to put me in
I got a lot of enemies who used to be my friends
Pour me up a 4 and I’ll feel like myself again
Roll me up some dope and I’ll feel like myself again

[Outro]
Drivin’ solo, I’m just swervin’ through my ends
Pour me up a 4 and I’ll feel like myself again
I’ma break every box they try to put me in
Pour me up a 4 and I’ll feel like myself again
Roll me up some dope and I’ll feel like myself again

Drivin’ solo, I’m just swervin’ through my ends

Nav – On My Own (The Introduction Album)

[Verse 1]
Remember sitting on the bench wearing the same clothes
They used to call me ugly, had the blackberry with no hoes
Now she calling on my iPhone Rose Gold
Bitch I’m in LA for two days then I’m going home
I don’t want to see your panties now, I just want the dome
Driving down Santa Monica with a Asian ting
Wondering what this fame will bring, Gucci belts and diamond rings
I hope this shit don’t change me, my best friend starting hate me
Girlfriend moving shady, she can’t trust me now
I’m standing on the ground but Xanny’s got me in the cloud
Things are looking up, I still remember looking down
The labels call me up, but Ima always shut ’em down

[Chorus]
Cause I did this on my own, did this on my own yeah
I don’t need no help, I rather do it by myself
Because I did this on my own, did this on my own yeah
Don’t ask me something, I don’t owe you nothing
Did this on my own, I did this on my own yeah
I did this on my own yeah
Did this on my own, can’t tell me nothing

[Verse 2]
Heard someone say Nav is done, I’m just getting started
They said I wouldn’t make it probably because of my image
Coach put me in the game, these fuckboys still playing scrimmage
Just bought the foreign with no tints, just want you to see when I’m in it
Start something for me, best believe you’ll be finished
My momma called me for a hour ain’t been home in a minute
I won’t drink that sprite without promethazine in it
I just bought some water and the molly came wit it
Once you get a little money, a lot of problems come with it
Got my city speculating, cause there’s owls on my linen
They gonna ditch you when you’re losing and come back when you’re winning
That’s why I can’t trust nobody, knew it from the beginning

[Chorus]
That’s why I did this on my own, did this on my own yeah
I don’t need no help, I rather do it by myself
Because I did this on my own, did this on my own yeah
Don’t ask me something, I don’t owe you nothing
Did this on my own, I did this on my own yeah
I did this on my own yeah
Did this on my own, can’t tell me nothing

[Outro]
Did this on my own, I did this on my own yeah
I did this on my own yeah
Did this on my own, can’t tell me nothing
Can’t tell me nothing

Nav – The Man (The Introduction Album)

[Hook]
Ballin’
Every night a movie scene, this bitch is calling (what’s up)
Say she wanna fuck with me, she pop a Molly
Now she dancing like Billy Jean she wanna go home
And she wanna go wit me cause
She know I’m the man, she got no money she got no plans
Designer Pants, pouring up fours and given out xans
She know I’m the man, she got no money she got no plans
Designer Pants, pouring up fours and given out xans

[Verse 1]
These niggas rap careers is dead, yeah
Mad cause I’m the man, yeah
They wanna feed me lead, yeah
Better aim for my head, yeah
Even if I don’t live, yeah
My shooters gonna leave you dead, yeah
Rolling off of meds, yeah
His bitch gave me head, yeah
His bitch send me texts, yeah
She said that I’m up next, yeah
She want a brown boy from the Rex, yeah
Smoking on the best, yeah
I’m drinking purple and some red, yeah
Free up Body Fuck the Feds, yeah

[Hook]
Ballin’
Every night a movie scene, this bitch is calling (what’s up)
Say she wanna fuck with me, she pop a Molly
Now she dancing like Billy Jean she wanna go home
And she wanna go wit me cause
She know I’m the man, she got no money she got no plans
Designer Pants, pouring up fours and given out xans
She know I’m the man, she got no money she got no plans
Designer Pants, pouring up fours and given out xans

[Verse 2]
I need a bitch that’s got some substance
All these bitches want is money
When you see me out in public know I’m rolling off of something
She think I’m drinking Robitussin
You see that Sprite there? Don’t you touch it
She don’t want no broke boy
They want some beats they cost a lot I let them know boy
I feel like french my niggas OT selling Coke boy
They turn the volume up they music making no noise
Don’t take me simple now you know boy

[Hook]
Ballin’
Every night a movie scene, this bitch is calling (what’s up)
Say she wanna fuck with me, she pop a Molly
Now she dancing like Billy Jean she wanna go home
And she wanna go wit me cause
She know I’m the man, she got no money she got no plans
Designer Pants, pouring up fours and given out xans
She know I’m the man, she got no money she got no plans
Designer Pants, pouring up fours and given out xans

[Verse 3]
"NAV…where are you?"
You know I got those xanies on me shorty, shorty
You know I got them bands on me shorty
You know your boyfriend ain’t the man shorty, shorty
You know your boyfriend ain’t the man shorty
You know I got those xanies on me shorty, shorty
You know I got them bands on me shorty
You know your boyfriend ain’t the man shorty, shorty
You know your boyfriend ain’t the man shorty

[Verse 4]
Yeah I took a couple L’s so you know I’m on the road now
Keep a bad ass bitch and she always stay ten toes down
Is you really riding girl you know I gotta know now
And I keep a couple hitters with me always stay ten toes down
Ten toes down, ten toes down, ten toes down, ten does down

Nav – Over (The Introduction Album)

[Bridge]
Ain’t shit that you could tell me
Say your daddy got money, she gon’ pay for the Telly
No starting to catch feelings now
Cause I only check for you when a nigga feeling empty
Say she wanna ride for a nigga
She’ll die for a nigga
Yeah I know she will, I know she will
Gotta keep it on the low shawty
Yeah you know the deal, you know the deal

[Hook]
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over

[Verse 1]
I told Trouble Trouble he gotta cover for me
Cause my girl moving like an undercover on me
If her friend say she see me with an ex girl
Then her friend probably see me with an ex girl
She ring my phone, don’t tell me where you at
I’m a Scorpio, I’m killing bitches like a Zodiac
These other bitches say they love me
I’ont love em back, I only love you shawty
Like tell me what you wanna do shawty
And if we split up then we both gon’ lose shawty
I need you and I just want these hoes for they body
These bitches come and go but you always stay down shawty
She like a pistol yeah I need her by my side
Clip fully loaded and she always down to ride
She gon’ pay the bail if I ever catch a case
That’s why I had to put my side chick in her place

[Bridge]
Ain’t shit that you could tell me
Say your daddy got money, she gon’ pay for the Telly
No starting to catch feelings now
Cause I only check for you when a nigga feeling empty
Say she wanna ride for a nigga
She’ll die for a nigga
Yeah I know she will, I know she will
Gotta keep it on the low shawty
Yeah you know the deal, you know the deal

[Hook]
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over

Nav – Ten Toes Down (Ttd) (The Introduction Album)

[Hook]
Yeah I took a couple of L’s so you know I’m on the road now
Keep a bad ass bitch and she always stays ten toes down
Is you really riding, girl you know I gotta know now
And I keep a couple of hitters with me, always stay ten toes down
Ten toes down
Ten toes down
Ten toes down
Ten toes down
Is you really riding, girl you know I gotta know now

[Verse 1]
Sometimes thats how it goes
Took a couple of L’s, so you know I am on the road, I am all alone
Call my shawty, yea she down to roll (uh)
My bitch inspirational, her pussy sensational, their ain’t no replacing her
Bitches ain’t real enough. She peeling a backwood up. She fill it with stinky stuff
Put the work in the truck in the spare tire
Your daddy won’t know that it’s there shawty. You asking why I’m paranoid shawty
Because in the six they ain’t playing fair shawty
In the club you won’t see me there shawty
Because niggas want know my when and where shawty
So you know I gotta be prepared shawty
All I really know is you down for me?

[Hook]
Yeah I took a couple of L’s so you know I’m on the road now
Keep a bad ass bitch and she always stays ten toes down
Is you really riding, girl you know I gotta know now
And I keep a couple of hitters with me, always stay ten toes down
Ten toes down
Ten toes down
Ten toes down
Ten toes down
Is you really riding, girl you know I gotta know now
Gotta know now, gotta know now

[Verse 2]
You see me getting money now you wanna be my bro now
You wanna sip of lean, and you want smoke dope now
Where yo ass was at when I was calling, car broke down? (broke down)
Now you wanna use my name so you can get hoes now
Now you jumping on the bus want to see shows now
I heard you started rapping, now you want to spit flows now
Used to be my dog but now you acting like a hoe now
You the type to make me change the numbers to my phones now

[Hook]
Yeah I took a couple of L’s so you know I’m on the road now
Keep a bad ass bitch and she always stays ten toes down
Is you really riding, girl you know I gotta know now
And I keep a couple of hitters with me, always stay ten toes down
Ten toes down
Ten toes down
Ten toes down
Ten toes down
Is you really riding, girl you know I gotta know now

Nav – Up (The Introduction Album)

[Future]
If young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot you

[Hook]
Remember feeling broke as fuck
But now I’m pulling up in Rover trucks
(I’m pulling up in Rover Trucks now)
Remember these bitches ain’t wanna fuck
Now she give me head outside of Toys R Us
(These bitches suck and fuck me now)
When you see me look, don’t touch
All my shooters ballin’ playing for the bucks
(shoot em up for money now)
Keep your circle small, be careful who you trust
They gon’ love you when you down, not when you up

[Verse 1]
They gon’ leave you when you down, not when you up
Fuck these hoes with all my bros, who can I trust?
Who else gon’ help me in the jam when I get stuck? (Nobody, nobody)
Who else gon’ ride out for me when my time is up?
Feel like myself again when I be on the drugs
I’m in LA, I took a yellow pill I hope it fuck me up
Im not playin’, I don’t feel tired, I think the addies adding up
See the X’s and the O’s, and now she wanna kiss and hug
All this codeine got me stuck, but the molly get me up
My mamma call me up, but I can’t pick it up
Cause my whole left side ain’t movin’
I don’t sell drugs but I abuse ’em
From the Rex but now I’m movin’

[Hook]
Remember feeling broke as fuck
But now I’m pulling up in Rover trucks
(I’m pulling up in Rover Trucks now)
None of these bitches wanna fuck
Now she give me head outside of Toys R Us
(These bitches suck and fuck me now)
When you see me look, don’t touch
All my shooters ballin’ playing for the bucks
(They shooting all for money now)
Keep your circle small, be careful who you trust
They gon’ love you when you down, not when you up

[Verse 2]
I’ma put these hoes on blast now
Cash found me, I got cash now
Watch your mouth, I pay the money
You get slapped out
Fucking hoes, I turn down shows I ice my Roley now
She didn’t wanna fuck me then, but she can’t fuck me now
These hoes get naked for me when I’m playin’ my songs
Now my neck feel naked when I don’t got chains on
Fuck all the people that ever tried to do me wrong
Now when they see me pull up, they the ones I’m shitting on
Getting high living the low life, with your wife
My gun got jammed, I couldn’t bust a whole night
I fell asleep drinking lean, now I need some more ice
And yea I’m getting money, your boyfriend is a poor guy

[Hook]
Remember feeling broke as fuck
But now I’m pulling up in Rover trucks
(I’m pulling up in Rover Trucks now)
None of these bitches wanna fuck
Now she give me head outside of Toys R Us
(These bitches suck and fuck me now)
When you see me look, don’t touch
All my shooters ballin’ playing for the bucks
(They shooting all for money now)
Keep your circle small, be careful who you trust
They gon’ love you when you down, not when you up

[Future]
If young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot you

[Outro]
When you see me look, don’t touch
All my shooters ballin’, playing for the bucks
(They shooting all for money now)
Keep your circle small, be careful who you trust
They gon’ love you when you down, not when you up

Nasty C – Asleep (Bad Hair Extensions Album)

[Hook]
When you smoke that piff try not to fall asleep
When you take that sip try not to fall asleep
When you take that hit try not to fall asleep
I’m still waiting on my fix so I can fall asleep
When you smoke that piff try not to fall asleep
When you take that sip try not to fall asleep
When you take that hit try not to fall asleep
I’m still waiting on my fix so I can fall asleep

[Pre-chorus]
You know how we get down
We roll up by the pound, we pass that shit around
When we were using the couch, lost pills got found
I got you up in the clouds
Everytime you came around
You let me put it in your mouth
Hit it ’til it goes out, hit it ’til it goes out

[Hook]
When you smoke that piff try not to fall asleep
When you take that sip try not to fall asleep
When you take that hit try not to fall asleep
I’m still waiting on my fix so I can fall asleep
When you smoke that piff try not to fall asleep
When you take that sip try not to fall asleep
When you take that hit try not to fall asleep
I’m still waiting on my fix so I can fall asleep

[Pre-chorus]
You know how we get down
We roll up by the pound, we pass that shit around
When we were using the couch, lost pills got found
I got you up in the clouds
Everytime you came around
You let me put it in your mouth
Hit it ’til it goes out, hit it ’til it goes out

[Hook]
When you smoke that piff try not to fall asleep
When you take that sip try not to fall asleep
When you take that hit try not to fall asleep
I’m still waiting on my fix so I can fall asleep
When you smoke that piff try not to fall asleep
When you take that sip try not to fall asleep
When you take that hit try not to fall asleep
I’m still waiting on my fix so I can fall asleep

Nasty C – Please (Interlude) (Bad Hair Extensions Album)

[Hook]
Everyday they try to tell me wat I can and what I can’t do
Nigga please (x2)
Everyday they try to tell me what I can and what I can’t do
Nigga please (x2)

Man fuck you

(One more time)

[Verse]

God bless the women of today and how they dress
But shit man I’m telling my bae to hide her breasts
Shit man I’m telling side bae I’m not impressed
Show me something, hold the frontin’
You know I shop for sex
On my rider shit, now I’m thinking positive
Always quick to fuck this ink up on some Junior Lavie shit
All my niggas riding with me, all your niggas ride your dick
And we riding til the end and got no time to stop and piss
I’m a genius, I’m a motherfucking genius I’ll admit
Y’all were hypnotized to think a greater being does not exist
All the jets I’m lighting got a nigga high and in private miss
I would shmurda for this money like my name was Bobby bitch
(Everyday) I try to stack the money tall as [?] bitch
If she tripping leave the bitch alone and tell her "Hade, miss"
(Everyday) Wake up and ask myself how to body this
Wake up and smell the fucking coffee man I just bodied this

[Hook]
Everyday they try to tell me wat I can and what I can’t do
Nigga please (x2)
Everyday they try to tell me what I can and what I can’t do
Nigga please (x2)

One more time

Nasty C – Check (feat. Erick Rush) (Bad Hair Extensions Album)

[Hook: Nasty C] x2
Break your fuckin’ neck (gotta break)
When you see the cheque (see cheque)
Break your fuckin’ neck (gotta break)
When you see the cheque (see the cheque)

[Verse 1: Nasty C]
Oh yeah
I know I’m jiggy, I put it before Jigga
I got the country asking if I’m working for Jigga
My life ain’t been the same since the season
Before, cause I turned it into a gold bitch
And I owe it to no nigga
My business stay undercover like watch from the cold head
And my bitches stay undercovers and play with the scrotum
My bottom row is made of gold and your hoe is the gold-digger
My first song was Get Going, now I’m a go-getter
Ohh which one of you has-bins got some advice to give?
Then just point me to wherever dumb and dumber live
If I made them hate me now, well this summer i’d get me killed
I heard so-and-so just made it out to one-hit-wonder ville
Oh which one of you kids wanna fuck with my pocket plans
New niggas hate me cause I turned their Pops into fans
Old niggas hate me cause their baby mamas got snapped
And I’m known, it is your gut to a chance
I went from a ‘having loser’ written on my forehead
To losing sleep and having bitches on their four legs
To only wearing shit if it’s imported
To only smiling back if you important
Connect the dots, I’m connecting flights to Paris
And now we slack, we living on the place
And then I flew my nigga up to Spain
Google dictionary, hated just to tell girls our names
Learned how to say

[Hook: Nasty C] x2
Break your fuckin’ neck (gotta break)
When you see the cheque (see cheque)
Break your fuckin’ neck (gotta break)
When you see the cheque (see the cheque)

[Verse 2: Erick Rush]
Look, I burst around
And make you break your fuckin’ neck
Niggas coughing dimes, the only thing I cough is a cheque
Ask the people who got it, they’ll tell you straight up to them necks
You tried to play poppa, only just played yourself
Whoa, congratulations you could’ve been half as basic
I know I lack patience but still the mass is await me
I know I try to pace it but look how fast she got naked
I mean… I been Magic since when they still had McGrady
Lord look how you made me
How can one be this wavy
Now when they debating about the best
You know they say me
They hire me on sports, I never needed any training
Then I met Nasty C, and be both started heavy-weighting
Man check out the muscles, instrumentals get tussle
Pounding all these beats til I get bruises on my knuckles
I’m that one cousin up to what niggas done no
Do it for my city, my YG niggas dunno
I was trapping hitting leaks to early mornings
Losing sips and having bitches on four their legs
Puff a lot but only if this spliff is pouring
When I’d hit the spliff to get the hits in motion
Living in Durban, I connect the flights in Paris
My parents always ask about my plans
I’m ’bout to fly my nigga out here just to see what changes
But I swear about a week or two we probably go insane make him…

[Hook: Nasty C] x2
Break your fuckin’ neck (gotta break)
When you see the cheque (see cheque)
Break your fuckin’ neck (gotta break)
When you see the cheque (see the cheque)

Cheque, cheque, cheque, cheque, cheque, cheque,cheque, cheque, cheque, cheque, cheque, cheque
Cheque, cheque, cheque, cheque, cheque, cheque,cheque, cheque, cheque, cheque, cheque, cheque
Cheque, cheque, cheque, cheque, cheque

Nasty C – I Lie (feat. Tshego) (Bad Hair Extensions Album)

[Phone Call with Tshego]
My nigga
You good?
Yeah I’m good man, I’m good
Yo I’m doing this song dawg, it’s titled ‘I Lie’
It’s like a love…
I’m doing this song and I need you on the song
I will email it
I got like a hook
I need you on the verse
Ayt

[Hook: Nasty_C)
I’m sending out a text to Ghetto Cupid
Tell that boy to put a gat to where your heart is
We can netflix and smoke a dooby
I smoke that shit that smell like someone farted
Look at what you, look at what you started
I swear, I love my dick as hard as a heart is
Look at what you , look at what you started
I swear, I like that ass is the softest
I lie, I lie, I lie
I lie, I lie, I lie

[Verse 1: Tshego]
OK across my heart that’s on my life
I never lie, girl I never lie
That’s suicide, suicide yeah
That’s not what I meant when I said, "You’re my do or die"
You got the juice but I’ll get you wet though
Make that ass bounce like a cheque do’
You owe me come cancel your debt
Your pussy is sick like it made it me sneeze
Girl you’re blessed
We connect like two keys
Hear me on the news, yeah that new shit
Nah nah girl you ain’t being foolish
No gun we can shoot this
I swear Ghetto Cupid made me do it

[Hook: Nasty_C)
I’m sending out a text to Ghetto Cupid
Tell that boy to put a gat to where your heart is
We can netflix and smoke a dooby
I smoke that shit that smell like someone farted
Look at what you, look at what you started
I swear, I love my dick as hard as a heart is
Look at what you , look at what you started
I swear, I like that ass is the softest
I lie, I lie, I lie
I lie, I lie, I lie

[Verse 2: Nasty_C]
Role playing
Name calling
When I was young pops
Told me son, "If it’s a spade, it’s a spade call it"
So I call this ‘untied strings’
I call you my sidepiece
I call you around three in the morning
And try to sneak out, to take the D route
And pray I help you shake the sleep out
And bring the freak out before I even knock to make some of the neighbours peak out
I blame ganja ’cause my weed and my beats are the three loud, hey

[Verse 3: Nasty_C)
I promise if I roll a joint then we roll on the floor
And you won’t let me wait till me boner get sore
Better yet, when I open leave the clothes at the door
Let’s fuck the shit out each other then we work on our flaws
Role playing and name calling
Pole dancing and more name calling
No hands and more brain swapping (shit)
More hands and more strange barking
More of the sexing it
That’s what you’re texting me
I know you got what you needed but shit don’t mention it
I thought of something that my brother told me to mess with me
He said that, "You want a woman that’s infamous, when you’re real famous"
I guess it’s true, I guess it really is
I guess its you, I mess with you
And shit I’ll probably mess this up ’cause I’m expected to
But that ass is a blessing and blessings given what blessing’s due
True

Nasty C – Dont Do It (feat. Telleman) (Bad Hair Extensions Album)

[Hook: Nasty_C]
They gon’ tell you bout the high, don’t do it
They gon’ make you smoke that loud, don’t do it
Don’t do it
Grab on and hold on baby
Grab on and hold on baby
Don’t do it
You know the devil gon’ test you
Don’t you fall under the pressure baby
Don’t do it, don’t do it

[Verse 1: Nasty_C]
They tell me that this good guy shit is not working out
They say I need a different plan
I need to get one of these famous niggas’ girlfriends naked
And put the video on Instagram
Trust me if I pour her up a bigger glass
Then she’ll show a little ass
And she might put her hands up in a nigga pants
To make up for the little ass, cause she got a little ass
I was in the club getting, a lap dance from a big one
But I was on my phone tweeting bout his other song
You would swear I couldn’t feel nothing
Like I couldn’t feel her ass
I was at the club getting, a little too drunk for a little man
Thinking bout how God can take it all away
Like "Fooled ya, it was just a prank"
Should’ve listened to your dad when he said, he said

[Hook: Nasty_C]
They gon’ tell you bout the high, don’t do it
They gon’ make you smoke that loud, don’t do it (yeah)
Don’t do it
Grab on and hold on baby
Grab on and hold on baby
Don’t do it
You know the devil gon’ test you
Don’t you fall under the pressure baby
Don’t do it, don’t do it

[Verse 2: Nasty_C]
Look, Pops told me I am not the only nigga out here with a talent
Had to do whatever just to make it happen
Now I’m in the penthouse with Italian bitches, throwing it at me
And telling me how I really, really have it
I don’t know a fuck nigga in my whole squad
People asking me where I got all this gold from
"It’s rose gold nigga, ask me where it rose from"
She never come to me when she got all her clothes on
Don’t do it, you know how I need you naked
I know two glasses of that white wine gets you faded
Your best friend always been lying to your face
Why you think she tell you every night out get some [?]
Yeah fuck yeah
Yeah fuck yeah
Come, come, come you know that I got the real stuff here
What’s a ballerina to me, I’ve been on my toes all fucking year
This is something that your ears must hear
Cause them other niggas well you know…

[Hook: Nasty_C]
They gon’ tell you bout the high, don’t do it
They gon’ make you smoke that loud, don’t do it (yeah)
Don’t do it
Grab on and hold on baby
Grab on and hold on baby
Don’t do it
You know the devil gon’ test you
Don’t you fall under the pressure baby
Don’t do it, don’t do it

[Verse 3: Tellaman)
(Tellaman ohhh)
They tell me that this guy good guy shit is not working out
That too I’m quiet, I need to loud in my mouth
If I hit it I’ll elevate to a higher grade, no play fair
They tell me that I’m a stoner
Should be gliding on top of the clouds
It’s easy to get lost in the moment
With all this liquor we’ve been pouring
The smoke in the air got you choking
This thing got you pretty historic
Your man is calling but you ignore it
Tonight you’re the one I’ll be scoring
You’ll regret it all in the morning
Your mama ain’t raise you that way
Know what she said, baby she said….

[Hook: Nasty_C& *Tellaman* ]
They gon’ tell you bout the high, don’t do it
They gon’ make you smoke that loud, don’t do it (yeah)
Don’t do it
Grab on and hold on baby
Grab on and hold on baby
Don’t do it
You know the devil gon’ test you
Don’t you fall under the pressure baby
Don’t do it, don’t do it

Nasty C – Squad Goals (Bad Hair Extensions Album)

[Intro]
Ain’t nobody (x8)

[Hook]
Ain’t nobody fucking with my squad (No)
Ain’t nobody fucking with my squad (No)
Flaming Lambo, Lambos come alive hoe
All the hatin’ shit can step aside hoe
Ain’t nobody fucking with my squad (No)
Ain’t nobody fucking with my squad (No)
All the hatin’ shit can step aside hoe
Cause we can see that through with our eyes closed

[Verse 1]
Oh you know better than to talk back
My whole squad up in the building, you don’t want that
We look for money like we need to scratch our palms bad
I wrote my wrongs and then they told me that my fonts bad
I tried to tell you keep it real or keep it moving
Went from aiming for the stars to shooting movies
And now I get to go back to my hood
To all the ones that used to laugh and be like
"Hey broke bitch, how you doin’?"
Still bullying, I used to be a nuisance
Yeah I think of that
And that movie scripture’s wack
I had to change, I couldn’t stick to that
So now it’s finger snapped and picture snapped
And now it’s pasta on a Tuesday night
I have to ask God if I’m moving right
Cause now I can’t go to church like I used to
I have to call a pastor on a Tuesday night
I only call pops like once a month
And send something home like twice a month
I passed out and forget about last night about 25 times a month
Pops seeing women all around his son
And he asked if I’ll be wifing one
It’ll happen when the time is right
But I don’t know when the right time will come
I’m having good times only
And sometimes good is not holy
I haven’t even touched the good book
And a nigga reads it like a cook book
Said the recipe to the foul enemies is found in the good book
When your soul is empty just turn to it
Have no doubt in the good book
I got real ones in my good books
Not a single page for errors
We always in and out the banks, cause they deserve our appearance
I’m breaking bread with my breadwinners
And man, two of ’em are parents
So that’s no room for errors
I hope their kids grow to hear us
Cause I swear to God

[Hook]
Ain’t nobody fucking with my squad (No)
Ain’t nobody fucking with my squad (No)
Flaming Lambo, Lambos come alive hoe
All the hatin’ shit can step aside hoe
Ain’t nobody fucking with my squad (No)
Ain’t nobody fucking with my squad (No)
All the hatin’ shit can step aside hoe
Cause we can see that through with our eyes closed