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Gucci Mane – Nonchalant Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Now my watch so fuckin’ bright
It look like sunlight in the night
I shit on rappers, I shit on atheletes
Me and Floyd should book a fight
I’m a sight to see for sho so your hoe should book a flight
Versace frames so call me forbes
I done fucked every hoe I like
I’m so charming all these tinted chains
I didn’t even wear a charm
She like Bentley braclets what’s that on your arm
You didn’t have to speak offensive cause my watch is so expensive women get so damn defenseless
They love me like its lil christmas
I’m young active and attractive
Nonchalant but I’m persistent
I can get any bitch I want
But I’m so motherfuckin’ picky
I’m a very picky person been like that since I was hurtin’
You can’t tell me anything, you gotta be for certain

[Hook]
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant

[Verse 2]
I’m a fed target, on the red carpet
In a whip so new valet scared to park it
Not a average artist, an elaborate artist
My collabs turn locals to established artists
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant
Cause all these hoes bleed once a month (huh)
I give a chick a couple hundred just to leave me alone
A little hush money so she don’t ask me none
I still get love from the EA (six)
But I got no love form the DA
I see the DJ run it back like a punt return
I guess I still get love from the DJs
But I got no love for you fuckboys
You still caught up in the he-say she-say
I send love to my niggas on lock down
A lot of them ain’t got no release date
The J’s love it how I whip it
Bitch say that she in love with my mixtapes
Baby if you love me like you say that you do
Then you’ll take these ten bricks to your ribcage
All the young niggas call me a OG
But I don’t reminisce about the old days
I don’t want nothin’ old but a bankroll
I outgrew oldschools at a young age (its Wop)

[Hook]
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant
In the strip club chillin’ so nonchalant

[Produced By Mike WiLL Made It]

Kid Cudi – Cosmic Warrior Lyrics

[Hook]
Since birth it was prophecy, the Cosmic Warrior
Surrounded by infinite light, surrounded by infinite light
Since birth it was prophecy, the Cosmic Warrior
Cosmic Warrior, surrounded by infinite light
Surrounded by infinite light

[Bridge]
Legend goes
Legend goes, meh meh
Legend goes
Legend goes
Legend goes
Legend goes-mmm

[Verse]
I took a swan dive
Wall behind me
Metaphor for the life of mine
Searchin’ far and wide
Never needed to, overdrive
Kept it close, no ends
Must have stayed true, to who I am
They always knew, what to do

[Hook]
Since birth it was prophecy, the Cosmic Warrior
Surrounded by infinite light, surrounded by infinite light
Hmm, Since birth it was prophecy, the Cosmic Warrior
Cosmic Warrior, surrounded by infinite light
Surrounded by infinite liight

[Bridge]
Legend goes
Legend goes
Legend goes
Legend goes

[Hook]
Since birth it was prophecy, the Cosmic Warrior
Surrounded by infinite light, surrounded by infinite light (hmm) Since birth it was prophecy, the Cosmic Warrior
Cosmic Warrior, surrounded by infinite light
Surrounded by infinite light

[Kid Cudi humming harmonizing]
Mmmm
Mmmm
Mmmm

[Outro]
I t-t-took a swan dive
T-took a swan dive, took a swan dive
Hmmm, mhmm, mhmm

LEON – Liar lyrics

Heartbreak’s on its way
Nothing left to say
Why you playing, babe
And tell me who she is
The reason to all this
Is she staying, babe

Liar, you are a liar
But you can’t hide your face, it’s so revealing
Liar, you are a liar
And nothing that you say can change this feeling

I’m laying wide awake while you are sleeping
It seems like I can leave and feel forgiven
I’ve asked a thousand times for just one reason
If it’s love, it is rough
Why am I not enough

Screamed until I cried
Why is she here tonight
Are you playing, babe
Does she know my name
Tell me why she came
Is she staying, babe

Liar, you are a liar
But you can’t hide your face, it’s so revealing
Liar, you are a liar
And nothing that you say can change this feeling

I’m laying wide awake while you are sleeping
It seems like I can leave and feel forgiven
I’ve asked a thousand times for just one reason
If it’s love, it is rough
Why am I not enough

I wonder why you found her you forget it
The things you have done, the scars you’ve given
I’ve asked a thousand times for just one reason
If it’s love, it is rough
Why am I not enough

Don’t you see I’m hurting
I’m hurting
Don’t you see I’m hurting
I’m hurting

I’m laying wide awake while you are sleeping
It seems like I can leave and feel forgiven
I’ve asked a thousand times for just one reason
If it’s love, it is rough
Why am I not enough

I wonder why you found her, you forget it
The things you have done, the scars you’ve given
I’ve asked a thousand times for just one reason
If it’s love, it is rough
Why am I not enough

WALE – Heisman Watch lyrics

You know these niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
You know that, right?
Look what you’ve done

It’s like I’m on the Heisman watch
That’s gotta be what would describe, symbolize I’ve got skill
Four times the talent around me
Desmond Howard playin’ for Howard
Just tell me how can I be… stopped?

This Allen Ive’ at an Ivy college
They can’t check me, I don’t practice, my class too hard
Nigga mean my swag is grown, bag too big
But y’all not hip, I’m Bo Jackson though, go
Prolific, no weapon that’s formed against me
Is prosperin’, my guard center his wall for me
And SportsCenter endorsin’ me
I’m Anthony Dorsett on these niggas
Was in the picture, the stars called me
Got sweeter than Peter Warrick or
Warrick Dunn when I’m done leavin’, we gettin’ on the bucks
Trust, we gettin’ on the bucks
Like a mid-major playmaker, niggas ain’t on to us
Yeah, keep sleepin’
Still I rock it like Raghib every time I feature
Ha, yeah, that’s Rocket Ismail, y’all
Speed kills, I’m a speed demon
And what you deem a deacon I see as a Duncan, big
Fundamentals, longevity in abundance and
And I run this shit, comin’ to fuckin’ humble niggas
Fuckin’ dusty lookin’ Sanduskys could never touch the kid
Yessir, Folarin applyin’ pressure
Keep defyin’ odds, increase your haters and net worth
Yessir, Folarin got hitters that work
I’ll pop 48, leave your whole team in a redshirt
Yessir, that’s work

Who will be the winner?
The winner is…
Thank you, thank you
Thank you, thank you, y’all
Know I don’t play, mixtape and football but I’ma roll ’til I’m tired
And rap lines still matter
Nike! And while I’m at it I’d like to shout out Roc Nation Sports
Young Hov, Pecas, OG Juan
Young Money Sports, Mack Maine, God bless you
Gifted athletes forever
Keep it down, keep it down, I got somethin’ to say
Look… hollup

USC, would you please give Reggie his trophies?
And I hope the NCAA pay the players like coaches
Joe McKnight, I pray for your soul and family with passion
And a cold cell in Angola for Mr. Ronald Gasser
And a former college runnin’ back, now just an honest rapper
And I ran a 4.4 twice, but these 16s much faster
Deshaun Watson, Lamar Jackson
I start rappin’, they start watchin’
They start gaspin’, I don’t need no backup
R.I.P. Rashaan Salaam, this shit was hard to tackle
But if I bear it they gon’ see what’s on my head, now catch up
Like CTE got some of my people feel a lil’ off
Memory loss, mood swings, tryna feed the family
That CTE got some of these niggas slowly fallin’ off
So I pray that y’all retire healthy and keep a passion
Young, rich and happy, and you ain’t got to like me
But I got that vibe, make Mel Kiper go write about me
Now send the kite up to Lawrence Phillips, no, Thunder Collins
The former running’s for Cornhuskers, they fumbled out it
Now read up on Randy Moss, playin’ for Bob Bowden
I’m Tyreek Hill, I see redemption, I see my talent
Yeah, I got the talent, their season cancelled
They’re Ryan Leaf, their season cancelled
Yeah, I got the talent, their season cancelled
May not have no Grammy, but goddamn I should be in Canton

It’s like I’m on the Heisman watch
That’s gotta be what would describe, symbolize I’ve got skill
Four times the talent around me
Desmond Howard playin’ for Howard
Just tell me how can I be… stopped? Ralph

GUCCI MANE – Last Time lyrics

Haah, Wop, Trav, hah
Just took half of it, wooh
Just took half of
Wizzop, haah

I love when my bitch get drunk cause she talk greasy to me
Nigga with an attitude, this shit gettin’ easy to me
The last time I drunk some lean I was out of my mind
Tried to give me 20 years and that’s a whole lotta time
A married woman divorce her husband to spend the weekend with me
He think it nasty when she squirt but that shit sexy to me
The last time I took some molly, took a gram and a half
Niggas think they know ’bout Gucci but they don’t know the half
See I’m an ex-X popper and online shopper
Niggas thought I was a clone, they heard me speak proper
Convicted felon worth 10 million, I’m a well known robber
Like Shawty Lo I got 10 children, yeah, Lo my partner
Wop

Last time I took drugs I just took half of it (hah)
Cause last time I took pills I had to smash a bitch (geek)
And last time I smoked gas I almost crashed a whip (skrt)
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it (half)
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it (hah wow)
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it

Last time we took drugs you just took half of it (it’s lit)
Stretchin’ out my jeans just to make cash fit in (yeah)
Wake up every morning to some ass and grits
Raw dog all my birds, I’m tryna have some chicks
Fi-fie-fie-fo (yeah) Zone 6 to the Mo
La Flame linked with La Flare, yeah, that’s heat and snow
Goin’ in all year, 300 plus days long (straight up)
Makin’ money all year, talking 52 weeks strong
Better back up, give me space (yeah)
I want ice cream on your face
Goin’ Pharrell Williams on the case (oh my God)
Ohhhh, then we skate-skate-skate away
720 with the grind, landed, landed all fine

Last time I took drugs I just took half of it
Cause last time I took pills I had to smash a bitch
And last time I smoked gas I almost crashed a whip
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it (hah)
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it (hah)

The last time I went to Onyx man I ordered a dub
Tried to leave with every big booty bitch in the club
I bought a Rolls Royce and a Lambi’ when I went to Miami (vroom)
The last time I seen little mama she wasn’t wearin’ no panties
Last time I went to Vegas, spent 200k gamblin’
I’m just an east Atlanta nigga servin’ junkies in Chamblee
The last time I tricked out I brought 4 hoes to my place
They call me Gucci Mane Picasso cause I painted they face
Guwop

Last time I took drugs I just took half of it (hah)
Cause last time I took pills I had to smash a bitch (geek)
And last time I smoked gas I almost crashed a whip (skrt)
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it (half)
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it (hah wow)
Last time I took drugs I just took half of it

Burrr, Trav, blaow, it’s Gucci
(Straight up)
Hah, burrr, wow, bling, burrr
(Yeah, oh my God!)

PnB Rock – New Day Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh yeah
That be Maaly Raw
Yeah, Aye Maaly this some different shit right here bruh

[Hook]
Ah man god damn it’s a new day
Now I’m getting money I swear everything’s changed
Now all these bad bitches tryna be my main
And now all these lame niggas tryna be with gang
No I done made a new lane
Pull up on your block in that fucking Mulsanne
Your bitch on my top like a fucking toupee
Cause she see the guap bussin’ out my balmains

[Verse One]
Man I swear I’m too paid
Young nigga balling like I’m playing 2k
I can’t fuck with these niggas cause they too fake
All they do is hate man they too fugay
Niggas in the hood talking bout shooting me
But I’m still in the hood ain’t shit you could do to me
Pull up hop out what’s up right now
I’m In the hood with a stainless
Walk around like I ain’t famous
Pussy nigga what you thinking ?
I Fuck around leave you brainless
I bet you thought I was just singin’
You ain’t know I’m on that gang shit
You ain’t know that I’m so dangerous
And all my niggas on the same shit
Fuck around and leave you flamed quick
Pussy niggas on that lame shit

[Hook]
Ah man god damn it’s a new day
Now I’m getting money I swear everything’s changed
Now all these bad bitches tryna be my main
All these lame niggas tryna be with gang
No I done made a new lane
Pull up on your block in that fucking Mulsanne
Your bitch on my top like a fucking toupee
Cause she see the guap bussin’ out my balmains

[Verse Two]
Man I swear I’m too paid
I woke up like “fuck it I might buy a new K”
Diamonds dancing you can see my shit like blu ray
I just fucked this nigga bitch, she tryna be my new bae
No, I can’t do no cuffing
I’m just tryna fuck you bitch I keep that shit a hunnit
Hit it from the back you feel that shit all in your stomach
Pull ya hair grip ya neck like bitch it ain’t no runnin’
I be on that thug shit
Bitches fall in love quick
If I catch that vibe shorty then you getting dubbed quick
Don’t blow my high unless you paying for these drugs bitch
I’m on another level don’t make me forget you
And have me like

[Hook]
Ah man god damn it’s a new day
Now I’m getting money I swear everything’s changed
Now all these bad bitches tryna be my main
All these lame niggas tryna be with gang
No I done made a new lane
Pull up on your block in that fucking Mulsanne
Your bitch on my top like a fucking toupee
Cause she see the guap bussin’ out my balmains

Snoop Dogg – Ain’t No Fun ( If the Homie’s Can’t Have None) { Cassette Version }

{ Verse 1: Nate Dogg}
When I met you last night baby. Before you opened up your gap. I had respect for you lady, but now I take it all back. Cause you gave me all your pussy, and you even licked my balls. Leave your number on the cabinet, and I promise baby I’ll give you a call. Next time I’m feeling kind of horny. You can come on over, and I’ll break you off. And if you can’t Fuck that say baby, just lay back and open your mouth. Cause I have never met a girl. That I love in the whole wide world

{ Verse 2: Kurupt}
Well If Kurupt gave a Fuck about a bitch, I’de always be broke. I never have no MuthaFuckin endo the smoke, I gets looked and loc’ed and loony bitch you can’t do me. Do we look like BBD, you hoochie groupie. I have no love for ho’s. That’s something I learned in the pound, so how the Fuck am I suppose to pay this ho, just to lay this ho. I know the pussy’s mines, Imma Fuck a couple more times. And then I’m through with it. There’s nothing else to do with it. Pass it to the homie, now you hit it. Cause she ain’t nothing but a bitch to me, and ya’ll know that bitches ain’t shit to me. I gives a Fuck. Why don’t ya’ll pay attention, approach her with a different proposition. I’m Kurupt ho, you’ll never be my only one

{ Hook ( 4x )}
It Ain’t No Fun, If the homies can’t have none

{ Verse 3: Snoop Dogg}
Guess who’s back in the MuthaFuckin house, with a fat dick for your MuthaFuckin mouth. Ho’s recognize, niggas do to cause when bitches get scandalous and pull a voodoo. What you gon’ do? You really don’t know, so I’d advised you not to trust that ho. Silly of me to fall in love with a bitch. Knowing damn well I’m too caught up with my grip, now as the sun rotates and my game grow ups bigger. How many bitches wanna Fuck this nigga named Snoop Doggy I’m all the above I’m too swift on my toe’s to get caught up with you ho’s. But see It’s ain’t no fun, I’m my homies can’t get a taste of it, cause you know I don’t love it

{ Verse 4: Warren G}
See Kurupt don’t give a Fuck, Snoop don’t give a Fuck so guess I’ll just say that I don’t give a Fuck. Because bitches ain’t shit, but they seem kind of funny when you getting to the rap game and you making money. But back up bitch because I’m struggling, just get on your knees and then start juggling. These MuthaFuckin nuts in your mouth. It’s me Warren G the nigga with the clout

Kid Cudi – The Guide Lyrics

[Intro]
Ain’t the type to let you tell her what she needs
Ain’t gon’ sit or stand around
I laid them all, I leave ’em sick mamacita on me
One touch is never allowed
She said “What you want, what you want, what you want, what you want, what you want, what you want, what you want”
“What you want, what you want, what you want, what you want, what you want, what you want, what you want”

[Hook]
Ooooh
Ooooh
Where you goin?
Where you goin?
Where you goin?
Eyoo, Eyoo, Eyoo, Eyoo, Eyoo

[Verse 1: Kid Cudi]
I need a winning woman, a wonder woman
A Gal Gadot, sophisticated and hot
She knowin’ what she doing like the music here
When she step on the scene she could light up the block, ugh
Sittin’ all, took her, make her awesome
Simple hearts [?]
Had too many women I know
Who could look at your soul, just by looking at you
I heard she got these niggas falling at her feet
She kneels to no one with her golden crown
You’d be the one play ball
You’d be the one play ball
Have mercy on me, put some magic on me
Be my guide in the dark, ugh
Have mercy on me, put some magic on me
Be my guide in the dark, guide in the dark

[Hook: Kid Cudi]
Ooooh
Ooooh
Where you goin’?
Where you goin’?
Where you goin’?
Eyoo, Eyoo, Eyoo, Eyoo, Eyoo

[Verse 2: Andre 3000]
So when did we become, so sophisticated and smart
And trying so hard, that we forget that we were animals
But never her, I never heard a creature make such sounds
It never would occur to people her up-downs
Convertible would murder evil, pup pup hounds
Just been dogging her
Courtesy and real love found, just been dodging her
Mr. man, misogyny hands, been massaging her
If she ran and blew up her town, shit I would pardon her
Put a part in her scalp, scratch her dandruff
Put her heart in your hand, she threw a tantrum
Better let her get that shit off, bug repellent
Hear they’ve been telling her nah since forever
Hear some Melvin and Bluenotes is all she know
Murder, murder, murder
My murder is all she wrote
Perverted, she prefer to be hurted, claw her throat
All the dirty verdicts, she learns watching soaps
Yeah

[Hook: Kid Cudi]
Ooooh
Ooooh
Where you goin?
Where you goin?
Where you goin?

[Verse 3: Kid Cudi]
Semi-automatic with the passion when we making love
Never made it to the bed, sexing on the living room floor
Now she on the warpath, homie probably busted you and pissed her off
Got this woman on the prowl, on the hunt she gon’ eat them all
And she know what she looking for, know what she looking for
She said she got herself some Louboutins, got her self some Louboutins
Not indecisive, indecisive at all
She know what she looking for
Got herself some Louboutins

[Hook: Kid Cudi]
Ooooh
Ooooh
Where you goin?
Where you goin?
Where you goin?

Chief Keef – All I do Lyrics

[Verse 1]
All a young nigga know is finesse
Before you come to me you better get a check
Ride down low, roll down windows, flex
Hop out on em looking like a check
Six thousand dollar backpack and some Louis boots
All you do is talk all we do is shoot
All I do is pull out racks all I do is fucking ball
[Chorus]
All I do is pop tags
All I do is fuck em all
All I do is hit niggas
All I do is hit bongs
All I do is hit Gucci
All I do is get money
All I do is hit niggas
All I do is hit bongs
All I do is hit Gucci
All I do is get money
All I do is hit niggas
All I do is hit bongs
All I do is hit Gucci
All I do is get money

[Verse 1]
All a young nigga know is finesse
Before you come to me you better get a check
Ride down low, roll down windows, flex
Hop out on em looking like a check
Six thousand dollar backpack and some Louis boots
All you do is talk all we do is shoot
All I do is pull out racks all I do is fucking ball

[Chorus]
All I do is pop tags
All I do is fuck em all
All I do is hit niggas
All I do is hit bongs
All I do is hit Gucci
All I do is get money
All I do is hit niggas
All I do is hit bongs
All I do is hit Gucci
All I do is get money

[Verse 1]
All a young nigga know is finesse
Before you come to me you better get a check
Ride down low, roll down windows, flex
Hop out on em looking like a check
Six thousand dollar backpack and some Louis boots
All you do is talk all we do is shoot
All I do is pull out racks all I do is fucking ball
All I do is pop tags
All I do is fuck em all

Migos – So Sick Lyrics

[Intro: Quavo]
So sick, so sick, so sick
Achoo
Fucking with the bird got sick
Fucking with the bird got sick

[Hook: Quavo]
Fucking with the bird got sick
Ice on my neck so sick
Bad ass bitch she sick
Murcielago coupe so sick
So sick, so sick, so sick, so sick
Fucking with the bird got sick
Ice on my neck got sick
Ice on my neck so sick
Man I’m fucking with the bird got sick
Got a bad ass bitch she sick
Murcielago coupe so sick
So sick, so sick, so sick, so sick
Y’all fucking with the bird got sick
Got a ice on my neck so sick

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Got bands like I play with the Nets
So sick, pass me the Kleenex
So sick, wipe my nose with the check
Touch down in a 2012 jet
Plugged in, ain’t talking Internet
Make movie like Cinemax
Bad bih know how to cook crack
Now the whole hood going in a trap attack
Got the feet itching like chicken pox
Got a nigga mad cause a nigga re-rock
Ice on my neck looking like a freeze pop
Got the bitch sucking on my dick like a ring pop
Quick to shoot a nigga just like a slingshot
Top shooter nigga put me on top shot
Came from the bottom now a nigga at the top
Shawty got sick when she seen the top drop

[Hook: Quavo]
Fucking with the bird got sick
Ice on my neck so sick
Bad ass bitch she sick
Murcielago coupe so sick
So sick, so sick, so sick, so sick
Fucking with the bird got sick
Ice on my neck got sick
Ice on my neck so sick
Man I’m fucking with the bird got sick
Got a bad ass bitch she sick
Murcielago coupe so sick
So sick, so sick, so sick, so sick
Y’all fucking with the bird got sick
Got a ice on my neck so sick

[Verse 2: Offset]
Leopard print Versace, I look like I belong in a zoo
Diamonds so cold, caught the flu
So sick, make a young nigga puke
In the lab smoking gas like Snoop
Sipping on the lean like the shit hot soup
Finessing on the plug with the Reggie Bush juke
And I keep the blow like a nigga play the flute
Coughing on the gas, bronchitis
In the kitchen water whipping, making Miley Cyrus
Pot is so sick like the shroom caught a virus
Pockets on fat while you niggas on a diet
Fucking with the squad, he done start a double riot
Bounce nigga shit, I don’t stand in line
Bad bitches in the club sniffing my lines
Water whip the brick, hit it with the blowdryer

[Hook: Quavo]
Fucking with the bird got sick
Ice on my neck so sick
Bad ass bitch she sick
Murcielago coupe so sick
So sick, so sick, so sick, so sick
Fucking with the bird got sick
Ice on my neck got sick
Ice on my neck so sick
Man I’m fucking with the bird got sick
Got a bad ass bitch she sick
Murcielago coupe so sick
So sick, so sick, so sick, so sick
Y’all fucking with the bird got sick
Got a ice on my neck so sick

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Fucking with the birds on the counter, bird flu
[?] dripping on a nigga, need a towel
Beat a nigga in the wind, make a nigga throw the towel
GT Benz and just got a [?]
[?] .45 go bow
Spent 10 racks on a sick Audemar
Put a H in my bedroom, put a H in the car
[?] coupe make the whip look sick
Think I’m a DJ with the work, remix
Red on the bottom of the shoe, piru
Wrist sick like Michael Jordan when he had the flu
Got a bad ass bih and she dripping Swagu
So sick, sneezing on the track, achoo
Black and white coupe look like an 8-ball
Green diamonds on my pinky like a [?]

[Hook: Quavo]
Fucking with the bird got sick
Ice on my neck so sick
Bad ass bitch she sick
Murcielago coupe so sick
So sick, so sick, so sick, so sick
Fucking with the bird got sick
Ice on my neck got sick
Ice on my neck so sick
Man I’m fucking with the bird got sick
Got a bad ass bitch she sick
Murcielago coupe so sick
So sick, so sick, so sick, so sick
Y’all fucking with the bird got sick
Got a ice on my neck so sick

Watsky – Let Go Lyrics

We can let go
Find a release
We can let go
We could find peace
We could let go
We wouldn’t have greed, we could be freed
We can let go
Follow the fame
We can let go
Follow the blame
We can let go
See we’re the same, take off the chains
We could be changed
We can let go

You’ve gotta ease back your mind
You’ve got your own beeswax to mind
Live with your seatbacks reclined
Some people got a real axe to grind
Some people gotta relax their grind
It’s fine, I get it why you’re pissed
As long as there’s injustice you got a right to resist
People grab tightly to their right to exist
When you got nothing left to hold on to your hand becomes a fist
Cause everybody’s good and everybody’s bad
I don’t know if God is everybody’s dad
But I look into the sky, there’s something to behold
Look into someone’s eyes to look into their soul
And if they do you right, take them into your heart
And if they do you wrong, take them into your heart
And if they act like new you do what you do take them into your head
And if they wanna do you take them into your bed

[Hook]

Used to be a slave to my calendar
Burned it now my life’s a much greater caliber
I just try to do no harm
Cause life’s short like T-rex arms
You gotta pick a fix that’s gonna fit your need
You got an addiction maybe you quit to get more freed
But since I’ve been too fixed on trying to succeed
My New Year’s resolution was to smoke more weed
And get lots of rest, you bet I seen the cost of stress
I sweep a heavy stack of homework off my desk
I’m getting freaking at the ayahuasca feeling Kafkaesque
A human shroomin on stage out in Santa Cruz
Grooving like I cannot lose
Sipping on a can of booze
Tripping off the avenues I came from
Thinking how much more I’ll see if I can let go

[Hook]

All those selfies can’t be healthy
But I won’t say it twice
I’m pretty busy trying to face my fear of what’s in the mirror
So I’ll just live my life
And if you feel a little strung out
You can all chew those cuticles, crack those knuckles too
It’s kind of beautiful
No one’s made it yet
We’ll take baby steps till we feel brand new
I said all those selfies can’t be healthy
I just said it twice
I’m pretty busy trying to face my fear of what’s in the mirror
So I’ll just live my life
And if you feel a little strung out
You can all chew those cuticles, crack those knuckles too
It’s kind of beautiful
No one’s made it yet
We’ll take baby steps, till we feel brand new

Watsky – Rome Lyrics

Ice Age or a heat wave
Earthquake or a plague
Terrorism or class warfare
Or the end of days
I asked mama, but she didn’t know
Dad just shook his head
Put a couple ice cubes in his whiskey, sipped it, and went to bed
Can I just pray to God to give me those Vegas odds
I ask on behalf of a friend
Should I buy my folks a round
Or dig my cash in the ground
I’m starting to think it’s the end

I know, I know we’ll live for a thousand years
What’s in your crystal ball
Tell me, tell me oh where do we go from here
Rome is too big to fall

Other night I was riding on a C train
Packed car, bad mood
When this peabrain drunk-ass slicked back hair, having, leather-jacket wearing ass Roger Klotz grease stain dude stumbles through the train mad rude shoving a finger in our grills with this attitude
Yelling fuck you, fuck you, fuck every one of you
Yeah, Yeah that means fuck you too
So when the train pulls in the next station
This one big ass hardcore bouncer kinda Teamster kinda Paul Bunyon kinda motherfucker shoves a fool out the car door
Throws a haymaker, hits him in the chin
The whole train cheers the win
We’re all high-fiving, feeling excellent
Having extra fun like we’re next of kin
Save all your Kumbayas
Don’t take this shit too far
You don’t make no friends on no New York subway car
How come when we gotta come together
We wait until we got someone that we can all come together to hate
And then for the hottest minute we set our shit aside and relate?
And then forget again

[Hook]

Nobody wants to die so nobody thinks of it
What if at the blink of an eye we be at the brink of it
We tend to be blind when we’re right up in the thick of it
We got this life to live and it’s at our fingertips
I’m taking my time and trying to be making the most of it
Let’s open a wine bottle and we can all toast a bit
And I never get light when I’m drunk
So fuck all the poser shit
I’m tapping a vein, craving the truth, give me another dose of it
I’m not digging for danger but I decided that I won’t be taking time for my day for denying how I was made or fighting my human nature
I’m only looking to savor the ride
I’ve paid for my pride
Back when I would cry, cry, cry
Spending my life wondering why, why, why
Taking the view soon I know it’s all gonna fly right by
I will not go out like that
We won’t go out like that
We won’t go out like that
We won’t go out like (won’t go out like)
We won’t go out like that

Watsky – London Eclipse Lyrics

Come, the moon is over the sun
We’ll use the shadows to run
No one can stop us from leaving
Come, the moon is over the sun
We’ll use the shadows to run
No one can stop us from leaving

Breathing’s boring
What a stupid task it’s
Only 8 a.m. this train’s a moving casket
Brew it black and spike your coffee with your flask
Before you leave the house each day pull on your ‘fuck you’ mask
You know that sad disguise
You know that patch of lies
Commuters pull their papers wide so folks can’t catch their eyes
We let these years of tears build up and now it’s heavy stakes
And we might drown this city if we let these levees break
So I gotta get a grip
Show ‘em I won’t let it slip
I know that what’s done is done and so that’s why it’s dumb to trip
I’m not scratching at the walls, that’s London at my fingertips
They use the news from yesterday to wrap tomorrow’s fish and chips
So you can print me on pretty, colorful paper
Right next to the psycho bitch who allegedly stabbed her neighbor
And I’ll be looking back up atcha until you’re ready to crumple me up
Oh, oh, oh

[Hook]

At the last eclipse, I was living as a single man
My girl’s looking through a pinhole camera
That she made out of a Pringle’s can
Pointed upwards at a gray London sky, pretending she could see the sun (the sun)
And I’m really looking right at her thinking maybe she could be the one
We could run
New York, L.A., UK, what do you say
Got no plans
Got no faith
Another new sun, gonna bring a new day
I wait to queue for the Baker loo, then I take the tube
30 minutes heading to Kent
And I’m coming straight to you with a big bouquet
We’re not anchored
We got our freedom and we can wander any path that we wanna on the planet
Damn it we don’t even need a answer
And I’m looking at all the 9 to 5ers on the train
But all the 9 to 5ers on the train are lookin at your pretty faces
Lookin at the sun that only you can see up in the Evening Standard
This could be home to me
Home could be anywhere
We could be anywhere
We could be free
I’m happy with you
If you were somewhere new
Do you think you still could be happy with me?
Timing is key and our timing was keen
And time is as slow and so why should we baby
You make me weak in the knees
We could move every weekend but only if we can agree to where
Home could be anywhere
We could be anywhere
We could be free
I’m happy with you
If you were somewhere new
Do you think you still could be happy with me?
Timing is key and our timing was keen
And time is as slow and so why should we baby
You make me weak in the knees
We could move every weekend but only if we can agree to where

[Hook]

Kid Cudi – Mature Nature Lyrics

[Intro: Kid Cudi harmonizing]
I, Yeah yeah
Wicked, Wicked Awesome

[Hook]
Heaven again, again
Heaven, again
Heaven again, again
Heaven again, Hmmm
Heaven again, heaven again
Heaven, again, heaven again
Yeah where ever, again
Yeah whatever, again

[Bridge]
Mmm far out mmm oh this is so so so far out
Trust me, trust me, I trust you, I trust you
Mm, yeah
(wicked)

[Hook]
Heaven again, again
Heaven, again
Heaven again, again
Heaven again
Heaven again, heaven again
Heaven, again, heaven again
Yeah where ever, again
Yeah whatever, again

[Bridge]
Heaven, yeah we’re in heaven again
So far out, never want it, to end
Hmm, so far out
Hmm I trust you, hmm I trust you trusting me
Mhmm
Mmm yeah

[Verse]
In the moment snap it, no pictures
Grown women get on the floor, phone in the purse
Spirit I’m wanting, someone of a mature nature is in verse
In moment, snappin’ no pictures, phone in the purse
Spirit I’m wanting, someone of a mature nature who’s in verse

[Hook]
Heaven again, again
Heaven, again
Heaven again, again
Heaven again
Heaven again, heaven again
Heaven, again, heaven again
Yeah where ever, again
Yeah whatever, again

Soulja Boy – Stacks on deck 2016 Lyrics

Yup yup (5xs)

U already know its ya folk souljaboy on da track
Im bak again
Ay its goin down
Yall gots stacks on deck
Ay yahh

Chrous:

If u know u gettin money
Pull out a 100
Make it rain on dem hataz who b thinkin that cha frontin
Holla stacks on deck stacks on deck
Holla stacks on deck stacks on deck
If u know u gettin money
Pull out a 100
Make it rain on dem hataz who b thinkin that cha frontin
Holla stacks on deck stacks on deck
Holla stacks on deck stacks on deck

Verse 1:

I got money cars clothes ice
Step off in this spot fresh wit my hand in mic
Stacks on deck and ya u already know
I can do my dance fast or i can do it in slow mo
I can make it rain on em or i can make it snow
When i go shoppin mane i buy the whole store
Soulja___boy ain’t broke i b fresh up on da scene
With monkeys on my toes

Chrous:

If u know u gettin money
Pull out a 100
Make it rain on dem hataz who b thinkin that cha frontin
Holla stacks on deck stacks on deck
Holla stacks on deck stacks on deck
If u know u gettin money
Pull out a 100
Make it rain on dem hataz who b thinkin that cha frontin
Holla stacks on deck stacks on deck
Holla stacks on deck stacks on deck

Verse 2:

I got stacks on deck money in da bank
I fresh everything wit the coca-cola paint
Coutin up stacks lookin 4 a money clip
Ima very important person so im sittin in da rear
Girls goin strip and fans goin call
On tha ineternet got em jumppin off tha wall
Grill in my mouth so i got a smile on my face
Souljaboy tellem hit me up on myspace

Chrous:

If u know u gettin money
Pull out a 100
Make it rain on dem hataz who b thinkin that cha frontin
Holla stacks on deck stacks on deck
Holla stacks on deck stacks on deck
If u know u gettin money
Pull out a 100
Make it rain on dem hataz who b thinkin that cha frontin
Holla stacks on deck stacks on deck
Holla stacks on deck stacks on deck

Verse 3:

Throw ya money throw ya money throw ya money
If u holdin bout a stack throw ya money throw ya money throw ya money throw ya money
If u holdin bout a stack throw ya money
Ayyy

Make it rain make it rain make it rain make it rain
If u holdin bout a stack make it rain
Make it rain make it rain make it rain make it rain
If u holdin bout a stack make it rain
Ayy make it rain on em

Chrous:

If u know u gettin money
Pull out a 100
Make it rain on dem hataz
Who b thinkin that u frontin
Holla stacks on deck stacks on deck
Holla stacks on deck stacks on deck
If u know u gettin money
Pull out a 100
Make it rain on dem hataz
Who b thinkin that u frontin
Holla stacks on deck stacks on deck
Holla stacks on deck stacks on deck

Ending:
Yup yup (10xs)
(souljaboy talking…)
Yall hit up souljaboy tellem dot com
Palm tree management
Stacks on deck E.E.T
Yup yup (16xs)

Mariah Carey, Adele, Lady Gaga & More – All I Want For Christmas Is You (Carpool Karaoke)

I don’t want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need
I don’t care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true oh
All I want for Christmas is you

I don’t want a lot for Christmas
There is just one thing I need, and I
Don’t care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don’t need to hang my stocking
There upon the fireplace
Santa Claus won’t make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day

I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you

I won’t ask for much this Christmas
I won’t even wish for snow, and I
I just wanna keep on waiting
Underneath the mistletoe

I won’t make a list and send it
To the North Pole for Saint Nick
I won’t even stay awake
To hear those magic reindeer click

‘Cause I just want you here tonight
Holding on to me so tight
What more can I do
Oh, Baby all I want for Christmas is you

All the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
And the sound of children’s
Laughter fills the air

And everyone is singing
I hear those sleigh bells ringing
Santa won’t you bring me
The one I really need
Won’t you please bring my baby to me quickly

I don’t want a lot for Christmas
This is all I’m asking for
I just wanna see my baby
Standing right outside my door

I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
Baby all I want for Christmas is you

All I want for Christmas is you, baby

Nathan Sykes – Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Let your heart be light
From now on your troubles
Will be out of sight

Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Make the Yuletide gay
From now on our troubles
Will be miles away, oh ooh

Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore, ah
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us, once more, ooh

Through the years we all will be together
If the fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now

Here we are as in olden days
Happy golden days of yore
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us, once more

Through the years we all will be together
If the fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough, oh
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now, ooh

Merry Christmas /x2

Zayn & Taylor Swift – I Don’t Wanna Live Forever (From “Fifty Shades Darker”) (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1: ZAYN]
Been sitting eyes wide open behind these four walls, hoping you’d call
It’s just a cruel existence like there’s no point hoping at all

[Pre-Chorus 1: ZAYN]
Baby, baby, I feel crazy
Up all night, all night and every day
Give me something, oh, but you say nothing
What is happening to me?

[Chorus: ZAYN]
I don’t wanna live forever, ’cause I know I’ll be living in vain
And I don’t wanna fit wherever
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home

[Verse 2: Taylor Swift]
I’m sitting eyes wide open and I got one thing stuck in my mind
Wondering if I dodged a bullet or just lost the love of my life

[Pre-Chorus 2: Taylor Swift]
Baby, baby, I feel crazy
Up all night, all night and every day
I gave you something, but you gave me nothing
What is happening to me?

[Chorus: ZAYN & (Taylor Swift)]
I don’t wanna live forever, ’cause I know I’ll be living in vain
And I don’t wanna fit (fit, babe) wherever (wherever)
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home

[Bridge: Taylor Swift, ZAYN & Both]
I’ve been looking sad in all the nicest places
Baby, baby, I feel crazy
I see you around in all these empty faces
Up all night, all night and every day
I’ve been looking sad in all the nicest places
Give me something, oh, but you say nothing
Now I’m in a cab, I tell ’em where your place is
What is happening to me?

[Chorus: ZAYN]
I don’t wanna live forever, ’cause I know I’ll be living in vain
And I don’t wanna fit wherever
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home

[Outro: Taylor Swift & ZAYN]
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
Until you come back home

Wale – Groundhog Day

[Intro]
I know since I got my deal and shit got real
I ain’t been the easiest nigga to deal with
I’m heavily flawed!
But far from a false prophet
I’m a mufucking honorable Folarin
Cassius, Muhammad, McGregor, Conor of these rap artists
Why you talking?
Mufucking Groundhog’s Day

[Verse]
The most highly underrated of my generation
Behind them crooked smiles niggas neglect to embrace me
Respect is in order now
My liquor is more to y’all
You throwing little shots, we catching some cases
Lot of niggas hate to love me or they love to hate me
Labeled as reckless and crazy by my record label
Doctors say it’s bipolar disorder, he diagnosing me wrong
It’s obviously depressing counting blue faces
Hey, here go that real shit
Battling anxiety and privately them percocets
Purchased like 30 of them, murdered them in like 30 hours
Weight of the world on my shoulders bet I military press
I remember me and Cole would open for Hov
Everyday a star is born, I guess I died in the womb
I ain’t make it on Blueprint, so made me a blueprint
You got you a nice watch, my minutes was finished
I was lost at Interscope
Contemplating on copping a block from Benning Road
Thoughts of suicide cause who gon’ want you alive when Niggas you used to ride with cry with all that high shit
Talking down in they interviews
I ain’t forget that Scott
Only difference is I didn’t get no sympathy calls to get back up
I just heard a song about me on a hip-hop blog from a kid I know
Some niggas say a hip-hop God
It hit home cause there’s some truth, this I know
This ace I go, I get psycho when shit get dark
Boy when shit get dark
Like Laurene Powell I’ve gotten married to a job
I drop my jewels, spit my bars, I get mine off, I be pissed off
Should get more props but still I
Pimp hard, drink hard liquor to forget my thoughts
Push 3 buttons I make the joint spin, Balrog (hey)
Hoes say I’m the realest
Most hated on Twitter
Not to cause a situation but what side of my biracial friends call me they nigga?
Forget it
I’m jih tripping
But my skin is made of chocolate, a copper’s bullets is diabetic
My mind busy, I’m sad daily though I deal with it
My therapist terrible, I’m a terp in mellow trembling
Real subtle though
Tell them niggas SHINE coming, they in trouble though
I love my brother though
I love my brother though
That’s why it’s rest in peace to Tommy we still bumping Cole

[Outro]
And they say
For as the sun shines on candle mass day
So far will the snow swirl until May
For as the snow blows on candle mass day
So far will the sun shine before May
Now in layman’s terms that means
All you naysaying, instigating, player hating
Niggas be safe though
I’m on my way to Raleigh so grateful for that inspiration
I’ll see you at the game bro
Ralph

Starset – Back To The Earth

[Verse 1]
And I’ll run
Towards the eye, forever, wicked skies
Set me free
Satellite
I become sad and die

[Chorus]
Isolated, I succumb to the weight of the world
Separated, I fall from the sky
Is this death or rebirth?
Falling back to the earth

[Refrain]
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
(Falling)

[Verse 2]
I ignite, engine call
Jettison, all I know

[Chorus]
Isolated, I succumb to the weight of the world
Separated, I fall from the sky
Is this death or rebirth?
Falling back to the earth

[Refrain]
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)
(Falling, falling)

[Outro]
(Fall)
(Fall)
(Fall)
(Fall)

SOHN – Rennen

[Verse 1]
Oh Father, release me
My bones feel like stone
And I know when the game
Is [?]

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s obvious
Obvious
The universe
Universe
Is tryna tell me to let go
Tryna tell me to let go
I’m sorry ’bout
Sorry ’bout
Giving up
Giving up
Giving up
Giving up
Giving up
Giving up

[Chorus]
And I feel some relieve now I know
And I love you but I really have to go
My faith
My faith
My faith don’t mean a thing
[?]
My faith
My faith
My faith don’t mean a thing
[?]

[Verse 2]
Oh my love, believe me
I know what this means
And it’s easy
I see no other way

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s obvious
Obvious
The universe
Universe
Is tryna tell me to let go
Tryna tell me to let go
I’m sorry ’bout
Sorry ’bout
Giving up
Giving up
Giving up
Giving up
Giving up
Giving up

[Chorus]
And I feel some relieve now I know
And I feel some relieve now I know
And I love you but I really have to go
And I love you but I really have to go
My faith
My faith
My faith don’t mean a thing
[?]
My faith
My faith
My faith don’t mean a thing
[?]

Kaskade & Deadmau5 – Beneath With Me (feat. Skylar Grey) (Kaskade’s V.4)

[Verse 1]
Can’t escape
All the fire burning bright
Water still is rising
Throughout the long nights

[Chorus]
Come take my hand
And focus on the light down at the end
Say words to comfort me
We still have time for hope, that’s all we need
Beneath with me
Beneath with me
Beneath with me

[Verse 2]
Morning grace
Enemies have come together
Miles have gone silent
In the arms of strangers

[Chorus]
Come take my hand
And focus on the light down at the end
Say words to comfort me
We still have time for hope
That’s all we need
Beneath with me
Beneath with me
Beneath with me

Jimmy Wopo – No Heart (Remix)

I pull up on niggas like deck with the tech
No video but I’m catching a reck
I’m in the Pradas I post on the steps
Hood rich bussing bricks out the Lex
I was on ex so hoe I confess
Hit the yolo with the water it stretch
Dog shit, I’m an animal vet
Fake dog make a nigga go fetch

Money leaning
Sneaky ganging
Shut up!
How you thinking you gon finesse a finesser
You ain’t tweaking
You keep tweeting nigga shut up
If it’s a back seater, use the 8 or the Barretta
We be doing drills
Switching wheels
Deje pull up on em
Imma run down stairs
The monkey on my back
And my nanna pills
You come up on the hill
They gon jack you like jill
On the deuce 4, 23
Jordan, Kobe
At your hoes, on the stove
FaceTime for me
It’s a young nigga yeah
What a trophy
We 3 deep
3 heats, we in the four seat
Pull up to you, Juju shoot you like Genobly
Twist your noodle
This a deuce, deuce like macaroni
Dirty harry, turning fairy, get up on him
And she gon love me in the fucking morning like I’m Tony
Why these niggas snatching all the broads?
Why these niggas shooting that shit from a far
Run up and I pull a nigga’s card
Coogi uzi flip a nigga’s car
Bitch I’m in the fill and no carnar
Fosto boose his ass with the Guitar
Get to throwing bullets life he far
I made it in my kitchen like the jawn
I’m at the table shifting up a storm
I bag em then I wrap em with the pawn
I creep up through the bushes in the torns
And then I jump out shooting like Jason Borne

Deadmau5 – Let Go (Cube 2.1)

[Verse 1]
I know you’ll look the other way
I know you long for something new
So there you’re wasting all your days
Looking for something that was right in front of you
And I just want them to notice you
And I, I’ll never let go of you

[Verse 2]
There’s something flying in the air
And I just don’t know what it could be
Smoke is flying everywhere
I’m getting the feeling it’s the end for you and me
And I, I know that we might be through
But I, I’ll never let go of you
I’ll never let go of you

[Verse 1]
I know you’ll look the other way
I know you long for something new
So there you’re wasting all your days
Looking for something that was right in front of you
And I just want them to notice you
And I, I’ll never let go of you

[Verse 2]
There’s something flying in the air
And I just don’t know what it could be
Smoke is flying everywhere
I’m getting the feeling it’s the end for you and me
And I, I know that we might be through
But I, I’ll never let go of you
I’ll never let go of you

Daniel Skye – Last Call

If I haven’t said it to you lately
It’s cause I lost all the words to say
And I get if you think I’m shady
But I can’t keep on running away
From what’s on my list
So can we forget
I wish we could let it go
It pulls me apart, to see where we are
But we can’t fix this up if you’re down
Hey, I know that I made a mess
I know that it’s just an excuse

[Chorus]
But when it’s last call at the end of the night
I call youuu
And when it’s our song as they turn out the lights
I hear youuu
When it’s late, I forget
Tho we wasted forever too soon
But when it’s last call at the end of the night
I call youuu

[Verse 2]
If we never pick up all the pieces
It wont matter who was right or wrong
If I ever gave you any reason
It didn’t hold up for too long
Hey I know that I made a mess
I know that it’s just an excuse

[Chorus]
But when it’s last call at the end of the night
I call youuu
And when it’s our song as they turn out the lights
I hear youuu
When it’s late, I forget
Tho we wasted forever too soon
But when it’s last call at the end of the night
I call youuu

[Verse 3]
Cause I’m hear in the fade
And I’m stuck on you
And it’s here on my face that I’m stuck on you

[Chorus]
But when it’s last call at the end of the night
I call youuu
And when it’s our song as they turn out the lights
I hear youuu
When it’s late, I forget
Tho we wasted forever too soon
But when it’s last call at the end of the night
I call youuu

I call you

Apollo Brown & Skyzoo – Payout (feat. Stalley)

[Intro: Stalley]
It’s like I am being pulled down
Funny how I keep my head up
It was slow dough then it sped up
(Repeat x2)

[Verse 1: Skyzoo]
Slow dough never made it in my neighborhood
A buck 50 for a buck 50 any way we could
Nike Roshe’ing to the payment for a Meagan Goode
And pulling Mach 5’s just the way we should
Way we should, carry this agenda til the closet looking like if it was carried thru agenda and we married to December
Duffle bagging with a dealer to repeat it and it lead
To duffle bagging with a dealer for a key in by the weekend And the roof is in the trunk with all the caution and the patience
Lil room towards the front for all the talk of contemplation
Thinking fuck it tho, weight on the pedal to play the Petro
200 on the gas means 200 on the dash
I need a 100 in the stash, couple runners, couple masks
Or, get to playing tinder with the flip, couple bags
Let my neighbors tell the story of the runnings on the Ave
Know the lane is automatic if the running under wraps

[Pre-Hook: Stalley]
It’s like I am being pulled down
Funny how I keep my head up
It was slow dough then it sped up
(Repeat x2)

[Hook]
Slow dough
Never made it in my neighborhood
It’s more Jesse Owens
With the owing’s if it’s paying good
So we be tryna run baby run to the pay out
We be tryna run baby run to the pay out

[Verse 2: Skyzoo]
Uh, on a relay to turn a check to a replay
And call up Jeśus like "tell your pops to give us leeway"
Forgiveness in the wing but sitting on it like a delay
Play the scale and pamper the fish like you was Wee-Bay
I played the rails and threw my autograph on the lobby walls
And made it famous rapping ’bout neighbors and their Bobby jaw
Same ones was telling me to run towards the bag
And do it til you get your number hung up in the rafts
I did it thinking more like Eldridge Cleaver over re-up
But knowing that the bag is almost finer than Aaliyah
Pretty mufucka we just wanna come and see ya’
Pardon my approach but I just know how much you need us
Until it turns different and you’re sitting on the phone like an accomplice
Wifi on the flight, face timing with the bondsman
And I’m my brother keeper so my Expedia clicking
Bill and Russell off the muscle, word to a flight out to Memphis

[Pre-Hook: Stalley]
It’s like I am being pulled down
Funny how I keep my head up
It was slow dough then it sped up
(Repeat x2)

[Hook]
Slow dough
Never made it in my neighborhood
It’s more Jesse Owens
With the owing’s if it’s paying good
So we be tryna run baby run to the pay out
We be tryna run baby run to the pay out

[Verse 3: Stalley]

[Pre-Hook: Stalley]
It’s like I am being pulled down
Funny how I keep my head up
It was slow dough then it sped up
(Repeat x2)

[Hook]
Slow dough
Never made it in my neighborhood
It’s more Jesse Owens
With the owing’s if it’s paying good
So we be tryna run baby run to the pay out
We be tryna run baby run to the pay out

YFN Lucci – Everyday We Lit (feat. PnB Rock)

[Hook: PnB Rock & YFN Lucci]
I came up from nothing nigga you can’t tell me shit yeah
Did it on my own, check out neck check my wrist yeah
I swear I ain’t never expected it to be like this
Now a nigga gettin’ rich I swear everyday we lit yeah
Everyday we lit yeah, you can’t tell me shit yeah
‘Member I was broke yeah, now I’m gettin’ rich yeah
Yeah when yo’ diamonds colder than a bitch, then you know you lit
When you quick to take a nigga bitch, then you know you lit
Everyday we lit yeah everyday we lit yeah
Everyday we lit yeah everyday we lit yeah
Everyday we lit everyday we lit
Everyday we lit yeah, everyday we lit

[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
Can’t wait to get that Vodka Ron
Put it on my arm
Just counted a 50 with my mom, the boy gone
All my cars came foreign, my chain glowin’
I ain’t goin’ man look where we came from
Uh all yo’ bangers got my name on it
She want me to put my name on it
I got the hottest ’16, one of the best you’ve ever seen
But she like it when I sing on it

[Hook: PnB Rock & YFN Lucci]
I came up from nothing nigga you can’t tell me shit yeah
Did it on my own, check out neck check my wrist yeah
I swear I ain’t never expected it to be like this
Now a nigga gettin’ rich I swear everyday we lit yeah
Everyday we lit yeah, you can’t tell me shit yeah
‘Member I was broke yeah, now I’m gettin’ rich yeah
Yeah when yo’ diamonds colder than a bitch, then you know you lit
When you quick to take a nigga bitch, then you know you lit
Everyday we lit yeah everyday we lit yeah
Everyday we lit yeah everyday we lit yeah
Everyday we lit everyday we lit
Everyday we lit yeah, everyday we lit

[Verse 2: PnB Rock]
Can’t wait to get that new drop
Put that on my block
I just copped a new B, put that on my Glock
I done stepped my game up, got my chains up
I swear on my niggas I won’t never change up
Rollie all on my wrist, rollie all on my bitch
I ain’t goin’ back broke, now a nigga gettin’ rich
I did it all on my own, and nobody gave me a loan
Now my diamonds on froze, now I’m fuckin’ niggas’ hoes

[Hook: PnB Rock & YFN Lucci]
I came up from nothing nigga you can’t tell me shit yeah
Did it on my own, check out neck check my wrist yeah
I swear I ain’t never expected it to be like this
Now a nigga gettin’ rich I swear everyday we lit yeah
Everyday we lit yeah, you can’t tell me shit yeah
‘Member I was broke yeah, now I’m gettin’ rich yeah
Yeah when yo’ diamonds colder than a bitch, then you know you lit
When you quick to take a nigga bitch, then you know you lit
Everyday we lit yeah everyday we lit yeah
Everyday we lit yeah everyday we lit yeah
Everyday we lit everyday we lit
Everyday we lit yeah, everyday we lit

[Outro: YFN Lucci]
Yeah-yea-yea yeah
Ay say everyday we lit
You can’t tell me shit
Yeah
Everyday we lit uh
Everyday we lit
Everyday we lit uh

Wale – Heisman Watch

[Intro]
You know these niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
You know that, right?
Look what you’ve done

[Hook]
It’s like I’m on the Heisman watch
That’s gotta be what would describe, symbolize I’ve got skill
Four times the talent around me
Desmond Howard playin’ for Howard
Just tell me how can I be… stopped?

[Verse 1]
This Allen Ive’ at an Ivy college
They can’t check me, I don’t practice, my class too hard
Nigga mean my swag is grown, bag too big
But y’all not hip, I’m Bo Jackson though, go
Prolific, no weapon that’s formed against me
Is prosperin’, my guard center his wall for me
And SportsCenter endorsin’ me
I’m Anthony Dorsett on these niggas
Was in the picture, the stars called me
Got sweeter than Peter Warrick or
Warrick Dunn when I’m done leavin’, we gettin’ on the bucks
Trust, we gettin’ on the bucks
Like a mid-major playmaker, niggas ain’t on to us
Yeah, keep sleepin’
Still I rock it like Raghib every time I feature
Ha, yeah, that’s Rocket Ismail, y’all
Speed kills, I’m a speed demon
And what you deem a deacon I see as a Duncan, big
Fundamentals, longevity in abundance and
And I run this shit, comin’ to fuckin’ humble niggas
Fuckin’ dusty lookin’ Sanduskys could never touch the kid
Yessir, Folarin applyin’ pressure
Keep defyin’ odds, increase your haters and net worth
Yessir, Folarin got hitters that work
I’ll pop 48, leave your whole team in a redshirt
Yessir, that’s work

[Interlude]
Who will be the winner?
The winner is…
Thank you, thank you
Thank you, thank you, y’all
Know I don’t play, mixtape and football but I’ma roll ’til I’m tired
And rap lines still matter
Nike! And while I’m at it I’d like to shout out Roc Nation Sports
Young Hov, Pecas, OG Juan
Young Money Sports, Mack Maine, God bless you
Gifted athletes forever
Keep it down, keep it down, I got somethin’ to say
Look… hollup

[Verse 2]
USC, would you please give Reggie his trophies?
And I hope the NCAA pay the players like coaches
Joe McKnight, I pray for your soul and family with passion
And a cold cell in Angola for Mr. Ronald Gasser
And a former college runnin’ back, now just an honest rapper
And I ran a 4.4 twice, but these 16s much faster
Deshaun Watson, Lamar Jackson
I start rappin’, they start watchin’
They start gaspin’, I don’t need no backup
R.I.P. Rashaan Salaam, this shit was hard to tackle
But if I bear it they gon’ see what’s on my head, now catch up
Like CTE got some of my people feel a lil’ off
Memory loss, mood swings, tryna feed the family
That CTE got some of these niggas slowly fallin’ off
So I pray that y’all retire healthy and keep a passion
Young, rich and happy, and you ain’t got to like me
But I got that vibe, make Mel Kiper go write about me
Now send the kite up to Lawrence Phillips, no, Thunder Collins
The former running’s for Cornhuskers, they fumbled out it
Now read up on Randy Moss, playin’ for Bob Bowden
I’m Tyreek Hill, I see redemption, I see my talent
Yeah, I got the talent, their season cancelled
They’re Ryan Leaf, their season cancelled
Yeah, I got the talent, their season cancelled
May not have no Grammy, but goddamn I should be in Canton

[Hook]
It’s like I’m on the Heisman watch
That’s gotta be what would describe, symbolize I’ve got skill
Four times the talent around me
Desmond Howard playin’ for Howard
Just tell me how can I be… stopped? Ralph

PnB Rock – New Day

[Intro]
Oh yeah
That be Maaly Raw
Yeah, Aye Maaly this some different shit right here bruh

[Hook]
Ah man god damn it’s a new day
Now I’m getting money I swear everything’s changed
Now all these bad bitches tryna be my main
And now all these lame niggas tryna be with gang
No I done made a new lane
Pull up on your block in that fucking Mulsanne
Your bitch on my top like a fucking toupee
Cause she see the guap bussin’ out my balmains

[Verse One]
Man I swear I’m too paid
Young nigga balling like I’m playing 2k
I can’t fuck with these niggas cause they too fake
All they do is hate man they too fugay
Niggas in the hood talking bout shooting me
But I’m still in the hood ain’t shit you could do to me
Pull up hop out what’s up right now
I’m In the hood with a stainless
Walk around like I ain’t famous
Pussy nigga what you thinking ?
I Fuck around leave you brainless
I bet you thought I was just singin’
You ain’t know I’m on that gang shit
You ain’t know that I’m so dangerous
And all my niggas on the same shit
Fuck around and leave you flamed quick
Pussy niggas on that lame shit

[Hook]
Ah man god damn it’s a new day
Now I’m getting money I swear everything’s changed
Now all these bad bitches tryna be my main
All these lame niggas tryna be with gang
No I done made a new lane
Pull up on your block in that fucking Mulsanne
Your bitch on my top like a fucking toupee
Cause she see the guap bussin’ out my balmains

[Verse Two]
Man I swear I’m too paid
I woke up like "fuck it I might buy a new K"
Diamonds dancing you can see my shit like blu ray
I just fucked this nigga bitch, she tryna be my new bae
No, I can’t do no cuffing
I’m just tryna fuck you bitch I keep that shit a hunnit
Hit it from the back you feel that shit all in your stomach
Pull ya hair grip ya neck like bitch it ain’t no runnin’
I be on that thug shit
Bitches fall in love quick
If I catch that vibe shorty then you getting dubbed quick
Don’t blow my high unless you paying for these drugs bitch
I’m on another level don’t make me forget you
And have me like

[Hook]
Ah man god damn it’s a new day
Now I’m getting money I swear everything’s changed
Now all these bad bitches tryna be my main
All these lame niggas tryna be with gang
No I done made a new lane
Pull up on your block in that fucking Mulsanne
Your bitch on my top like a fucking toupee
Cause she see the guap bussin’ out my balmains

Lil Bibby – Some How Some Way (feat. Meek Mill & Pnb Rock)

[Hook: PnB Rock]
Ya, some how, some way
We gotta make it out the hood some day
Can’t lie, I still wake up and juug some days
Just to make sure that my family good some days, yeah
But some how, some way
We gotta make it out the hood some day
Can’t lie, I still wake up and juug some days
Just to make sure that my family good some days, yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Bibby]
Look, all them homicides got a nigga traumatized
You know I apologized for all them times my mama cried
A couple partners died, I miss my fallen soldiers
For them I’m spittin’ fire, like the kid got hella toasters
They call us vultures, but we ain’t have no coaches
Nothin’ in the fridge, lot of rats, lot of roaches
Same city as Obama and Oprah
But niggas 13 totin’ guns, they’ll smoke yah
Now I’m about to open up, they ain’t have no hope for us
I ain’t ever seen Ye, he ain’t ever showed us nothin’
In the hood every day, servin’ all the smokers
Young nigga gettin’ older, heart got a lot colder
Right from wrong, shit nobody never showed us
I might as well listen to this devil on my shoulders
I had a dream I was whippin’ in the Rover
Then I chased the dream, got the cream
Out the hood by any means

[Hook: PnB Rock]
Ya, some how, some way
We gotta make it out the hood some day
Can’t lie, I still wake up and juug some days
Just to make sure that my family good some days, yeah
But some how, some way
We gotta make it out the hood some day
Can’t lie, I still wake up and juug some days
Just to make sure that my family good some days, yeah

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Salt and pepper, hot sauce in my noodles
Mama workin’, dinner time Toaster Strudels
You make it out, they act like they ain’t ever knew you
It’s funny when niggas you love wanna do you
Kill you about a green piece of paper, you a hater
Trained us to kill our own selves, niggas better wake up
Knew it was never love when I seen the Roc break up
Damn… hope this money don’t ever change us
From flippin’ on mattresses, bastard kids
Grew up, gotta trap and get, trap and shit
Comin’ home with rats and shit
Mama screamin’ at me, "Who the fuck cash is this?"
Now I write my mama’s check, I tell her, "Cash this in"
And I never judge people, seen a pastor sin
When I was broke, these niggas all gave me their ass to kiss
But I still put ’em on ’cause I’m past that shit
We tryna make it out

[Hook: PnB Rock]
Ya, some how, some way
We gotta make it out the hood some day
Can’t lie, I still wake up and juug some days
Just to make sure that my family good some days, yeah
But some how, some way
We gotta make it out the hood some day
Can’t lie, I still wake up and juug some days
Just to make sure that my family good some days, yeah

[Verse 3: Lil Bibby]
Remember havin’ 50 cent to my name for lunch
A quart of juice and some hot flames
We was sittin’ on the couch watchin’ He Got Game
My homie could’ve been Jordan but he got changed
Yeah youngin’ had hoop dreams, but I knew a few fiends
That I could serve, prolly get them Jordans and some new Js
The main objective was to make it out
By any means, if I find out where the plug stay I’m stakin’ out
A long ways to go, but look how far we came
You can look into a nigga’s eyes, you can see the pain
Everybody with you when it’s sunny, that’s the game
But 99% of niggas leave when it rains
My neighborhood; dream killin’, life stealin’
He wanna be a hitta ’til he got life in prison
Racist ass police just tryna convict him
It’s crazy ’cause 9 out of 10 gon’ be a victim

[Hook: PnB Rock]
Ya, some how, some way
We gotta make it out the hood some day
Can’t lie, I still wake up and juug some days
Just to make sure that my family good some days, yeah
But some how, some way
We gotta make it out the hood some day
Can’t lie, I still wake up and juug some days
Just to make sure that my family good some days, yeah