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Travis Scott – NO BYSTANDERS Lyrics

[Intro: Juice WRLD]
The party never ends
In a motel, laying with my sins, yeah
I’m tryna get revenge
You’ll be all out of love in the end

[Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott]
Spent ten hours on this flight, man
Told the pilot ain’t no flight plans
Can’t believe whatever I’m seeing
And they know whenever I land
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Sheck Wes]
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (yeah)

[Post-Chorus: Juice WRLD]
The party never ends
In a motel, laying with my sins, yeah
I’m tryna get revenge
You’ll be all out of love in the end

[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
Bicentennial men
Put the city on slam
She get trippy off Xans
Lost 21 grams
And she did it on cam
Weren’t no video dance
Make my own rules
I really don’t pick, I just choose
I don’t send pics, I just shoot
Chopper gettin’ screwed
I told her it’s B.Y.O.B., that mean buy your own booze
Put it on God, he the one who put me on top
Can’t be put in a box, gotta move on the opps
Never got the move on the drop
Niggas tryna move on the Scott and move that deep
Tryna run down, shit’s deep
Gotta act a fool with the squad
Next city, no sleep, back to the 713

[Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott]
Spent ten hours on this flight, man
Told the pilot ain’t no flight plans
Can’t believe whatever I’m seeing
And they know whenever I land
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Sheck Wes]
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (yeah)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Heartbreak hotel, bet you can’t take no L’s
Plug like AOL, who say that I ain’t gon’ sell?
Hand me the H, I’ll sell
She said “I got it, nigga”
I said “I ain’t gon’ tell”
Buy it by the pound so it ain’t no scale
I’m sick of the drank (the drankin’)
The flippin’ of paint (paint, yeah)
Grippin’ the grain (grain, yeah)
Whipping Wu-Tang (Wu-Tang, yeah)
My niggas gon’ flame (bang, yeah)
Bitch, I’m with gang (gang, yeah)
Got your bitch on the plane

[Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott]
Spent ten hours on this flight, man
Told the pilot ain’t no flight plans
Can’t believe whatever I’m seeing
And they know whenever I land
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Sheck Wes]
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (yeah)

[Segue: Juice WRLD]
The party never ends

[Chorus: Sheck Wes & Juice WRLD]
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (yeah)
The party never ends

[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
Family function, ain’t no friends
Had a line around my ends
Turned ’em into Ms
Why you tryna make amends?
What’s that smell? It’s heaven-scent
Like I drop shit out the wind
Dodgin’ hella sins
I can’t go back there again
Now the dogs ain’t civilized
Take the one, feel vilified
You can’t see my suns
Like the light don’t hit this eye
In the function and I’m fried
It’s the drop is not a drop
When they open wide
It’s a ride, right?

[Outro: Sheck Wes]
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Nah, nigga, nah, nigga, for real, we walkin’ in this bitch heavy
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (bitch)
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up
They know me when they see me, nigga, ahhh!
Fuck the club up, fuck the club up (yeah)

Travis Scott – STOP TRYING TO BE GOD Lyrics

[Intro]
This is the rewatch, the hot pockets, the fritters, the missiles, the humans, all gathered in secrecy
And flying high as a kite

[Pre-Chorus: Phillip Bailey & Kid Cudi]
Hmm-hmm
Just know what this about
Hmm-hmm-hmm
Hmm-hmm
Palm trees, oceans, fresh air that can break your heart

[Chorus: Phillip Bailey & Kid Cudi]
Hmm-hmm
Stop tryna be God
Hmm-hmm, hmm-hm
Hmm-hmm
Stop tryna be God
Hmm-hmm
That’s not who you are
Hmm-hmm
Stop tryna be God
Hmm-hmm
That’s just not your job
Hmm-hmm
Stop tryna be God, God

[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
Ride for it every night
Visions and these angles tight
Truth be told, I never try
Diamonds are the wife of life
All three Rollies look alike
After two you get a hook-up price
Stripper never worked a nine-to-five
Delta and I ship it overnight
Stop tryna be God almighty
Fuck the money, never leave your people behind, yeah
It’s never love, no matter what you try
Still can see it comin’ down your eyes

[Refrain: Travis Scott]
‘Cause they did not create commandments (ooh-ooh)
When you hustle, always make it fancy (ooh-ooh)
The signal’s far from what you can be (ooh-ooh)
‘Cause air traffic controls the landing
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah

[Chorus: Phillip Bailey & Kid Cudi]
Hmm-hmm
Stop tryna be God
Hmm-hmm, hmm-hm
Hmm-hmm
Stop tryna be God
Hmm-hmm
That’s not who you are
Hmm-hmm
Stop tryna be God
Hmm-hmm
That’s just not your job
Hmm-hmm
Stop tryna be God, God

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Stop tryna play God almighty
Always keep your circle tight
I been wantin’ shit my whole life
I wanted you bad, not tryna play God tonight
If I love her I’ma pass her one
First rule of war, you find an act of one
You can’t win a trophy or a plaque off her
But never turn your back on her

[Refrain: Travis Scott]
‘Cause they did not create commandments
When you hustle, always make it fancy
The signal’s far from what you can be
‘Cause air traffic controls the landing
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
You won’t succeed tryna learn me
Stick to the roads in my journey
Stay out of court when you got the attorney
She say she love ’em, want to really burn me

[Chorus: Phillip Bailey & Kid Cudi]
Hmm-hmm
Stop tryna be God
Hmm-hmm, hmm-hm
Hmm-hmm
Stop tryna be God
Hmm-hmm
That’s not who you are
Hmm-hmm
Stop tryna be God
Hmm-hmm
That’s just not your job
Hmm-hmm
Stop tryna be God, God

[Bridge: James Blake]
Is it the complex of the saint that’s keepin’ you so, so still?
Is it a coat of old paint that’s peelin’ every day against our will?
Is it too long since the last open conversation you had? Oh no
And did you see the void in the past?
And can you ever see it comin’ back?
Well, can you always be a step ahead of it for me?
Well, can you always be a step ahead of it for me?

[Outro: James Blake & Stevie Wonder]
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
That it?

Travis Scott – R.I.P. SCREW Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Screw, Swae Lee & Travis Scott]
Ya’ know?
(South Side)
Rest in peace to Screw, tonight we take it slowly
I gotta let you know, the way
I gotta let you know, the way
I’m gonna take it all and clean it
I’m gonna take it all and spend it
(South Side)

[Verse 1: Swae Lee & DJ Screw]
And that’s all I’ve been sayin’
(South Side)
If you fall for the games then you’re the one playin’
Because it’s too much money out here
And there’s too many honeys out here
Feel like a trip off the drank, that’s weird
Feel like a trip off the drank, that’s weird

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Rest in peace to Screw, tonight we take it slowly
Oh my God, I just can feel the love
Drop top with the windows up
Jump inside, oh won’t you roll with us?
Make the devil bite the angel dust
Shawty, shawty, please
Shawty would you go?
Shawty what you like?
Tell me what you want

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Rest in peace to Screw, tonight we take it slowly, yeah
I just took a four to the head like “mane”
Drop the top on the slab, like “mane”
Off the top of the dome like “mane”
Nothin’ beatin’ home like “mane”
And the Screw tapes on like “mane”
I go Pimp C on the phone like “mane”
Flip side platinum don’t do chrome like “mane”
Had the south side fade, now let the braids hang
This shit S.U.C smooth like “mane”
Rest in peace, Screw, like “mane”

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Rest in peace to Screw, tonight we take it slowly
Oh my God, I just can feel the love
Drop top with the windows up

[Outro: Travis Scott]
Screw found international sound because…
…throughout the South, and it’s new to um…
Shawty got a thing for us

Maroon 5 – Girls Like You (Tokimonsta Remix) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Adam Levine]
Spent 24 hours, I need more hours with you
You spent the weekend getting even, ooh
We spent the late nights making things right between us

[Refrain: Adam Levine]
But now it’s all good, babe
Roll that backwood, babe
And play me close

[Chorus: Adam Levine]
‘Cause girls like you run ’round with guys like me
Till sundown when I come through
I need a girl like you, yeah yeah
Girls like you love fun, and yeah, me too
What I want when I come through
I need a girl like you, yeah yeah

[Post-Chorus: Adam Levine]
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
I need a girl like you, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
I need a girl like you

[Verse 2: Adam Levine]
I spent last night on the last flight to you
Took a whole day up tryna get way up, ooh
We spent the daylight tryna make things right between us

[Refrain: Adam Levine]
But now it’s all good, babe
Roll that backwood, babe
And play me close

[Chorus: Adam Levine]
‘Cause girls like you run ’round with guys like me
Till sundown when I come through
I need a girl like you, yeah yeah
Girls like you love fun, and yeah, me too
What I want when I come through
I need a girl like you, yeah yeah

[Post-Chorus: Adam Levine]
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
I need a girl like you, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
I need a girl like you, yeah yeah
I need a girl like you, yeah yeah
I need a girl like you

[Bridge: Adam Levine]
Maybe it’s six forty-five
Maybe I’m barely alive
Maybe you’ve taken my shit for the last time, yeah
Maybe I know that I’m drunk
Maybe I know you’re the one
Maybe I’m thinking it’s better if you drive

[Tag: Adam Levine]
‘Cause girls like you run ’round with guys like me
Till sundown when I come through I need a girl like you, yeah yeah

[Verse 3: Cardi B]
Not too long ago, I was dancing for dollars (eeoow)
Know it’s really real if I let you meet my mama (eeoow)
You don’t want a girl like me, I’m too crazy
But every other girl you meet is fugazi (okurrrt)
I’m sure them other girls were nice enough
But you need someone to spice it up
So who you gonna call? Bardi, Cardi
Come and rev it up like a Harley, Harley
Why is the best fruit always forbidden?
I’m coming to you now doin’ 20 over the limit
The red light, red light stop, stop (skrrt)
I don’t play when it comes to my heart, let’s get it though
I don’t really want a white horse and a carriage
I’m thinkin’ more of white Porsches and karats
I need you right here ’cause every time you call
I play with this kitty like you play wit’ your guitar (ah)

[Chorus: Adam Levine]
‘Cause girls like you run ’round with guys like me
Till sun down when I come through
I need a girl like you, yeah yeah
Girls like you love fun, and yeah, me too
What I want when I come through
I need a girl like you, yeah yeah

[Post-Chorus: Adam Levine]
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
I need a girl like you, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
I need a girl like you

Maroon 5 – Girls Like You (St. Vincent Remix) Lyrics

[Chorus: Adam Levine & Cardi B]
Girls like you (Cardi)
Girls like you (Ham?)
Girls like you (Stop)
Girl like you, yeah yeah

[Verse 1: Cardi B]
Not too long ago, I was dancing for dollars (eeoow)
Know it’s really real if I let you meet my mama (eeoow)
You don’t want a girl like me, I’m too crazy
But every other girl you meet is fugazi (okurrrt)

[Chorus: Adam Levine & Cardi B]
Girls like you (Cardi)
Girls like you (Ham?)
Girls like you
I need a girl like you, yeah yeah

[Verse 2: Cardi B]
Why is the best fruit always forbidden?
I’m coming to you now doin’ 20 over the limit
The red light, red light stop, stop (skrrt)
I don’t play when it comes to my heart, let’s get it though

[Chorus: Adam Levine & Cardi B]
Girls like you
Girls like you (Cardi)
Girls like you
I need a girl like you, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
I need a girl like you yeah yeah

[Bridge: Adam Levine]
Spent 24 hours, I need more hours with you
You spent the weekend getting even, ooh

[Verse 3: Cardi B]
I’m sure them other girls were nice enough
But you need someone to spice it up
So who you gonna call? Bardi, Cardi
Come and rev it up like a Harley, Harley

[Chorus: Adam Levine & Cardi B]
Girls like you
Girls like you (Cardi)
Girls like you
I need a girl like you, yeah yeah

[Verse 4: Cardi B]
I don’t really want a white horse and a carriage
I’m thinkin’ more of white Porsches and karats
I need you right here ’cause every time you call
I play with this kitty like you play wit’ your guitar
I play with this kitty like you play wit’ your guitar

[Post – Chorus: Adam Levine]
Girl like you, yeah yeah
Girl like you, yeah yeah
Girl like you, yeah yeah
I need a girls like you, yeah yeah
Girl like you, yeah yeah
Girl like you, yeah yeah
Girl like you, yeah yeah
I need a girls like you, yeah yeah
Girl like you, yeah yeah
Girl like you, yeah yeah
Girl like you, yeah yeah
I need a girls like you, yeah yeah
Girl like you, yeah yeah
Girl like you, yeah yeah
Girl like you, yeah yeah
I need a girls like you, yeah yeah
Girl like you, yeah yeah
Girl like you, yeah yeah
Girl like you, yeah yeah
I need a girl like you, yeah yeah
Girl like you, yeah yeah
Girl like you, yeah yeah
Girl like you, yeah yeah
I need a girl like you, yeah yeah

[Outro: Cardi B]
Stop
Girls
Cardi
Stop
Cardi
Girls
Cardi
Girls
Cardi
Girls
Cardi
Girls
Cardi
Stop

Ella Mai – Trip Lyrics

[Intro]
Oooh, yeah, yeah
I put my feelings on safety
So I don’t go shootin’ where your heart be
‘Cause you take the bullet tryna save me
Then I’m left to deal with makin’ you bleed

[Pre-Chorus]
And that’s a whole lotta love, ain’t tryna waste it
Like we be runnin’ ’em out and never make it
That’s just too bitter for words, don’t wanna taste it
That’s just too bitter for words, don’t wanna face it

[Chorus]
But I think that I’m done trippin’, I’m trip-trippin’
I’ve been sippin’, that’s how I control
This feelin’, you keep givin’
You keep on hittin’ it ooh, oh
Maybe it’s your love, it’s too good to be true
Baby boy, your love, got me trippin’ on you
You know your love is big enough, make me trip up on you
Yeah, it’s big enough, got me trippin’ on you, trip-trippin’ on you

[Post-Chorus]
My bad, my bad for, trippin’ on you (trippin’ on you)
My bad, my bad for, trippin’ on you (trippin’ on you)

[Verse 2]
Boy, you know we’re cool, and now you’re waitin’
But I act a fool when I don’t get it
And I’m steady bruisin’ just to save this
But I tripped on your love, now I’m addicted

[Pre-Chorus]
And that’s a whole lotta love, ain’t tryna waste it
Like we be runnin’ ’em out and never make it
That’s just too bitter for words, don’t wanna taste it
That’s just too bitter for words, don’t wanna face it

[Chorus]
But I think that I’m done trippin’, I’m trip-trippin’
I’ve been sippin’, that’s how I control
This feelin’, you keep givin’
You keep on hittin’ it ooh, oh
Maybe it’s your love, it’s too good to be true
Baby boy, your love, got me trippin’ on you
You know your love is big enough, make me trip up on you
Yeah, it’s big enough, got me trippin’ on you, trip-trippin’ on you

[Post-Chorus]
My bad, my bad for, trippin’ on you (trippin’ on you)
My bad, my bad for, trippin’ on you (trippin’ on you)

[Bridge]
That’s some kind of love, baby (trip, trip)
That’s the type of love, make (trip, trip, trippin’ on you)
It’s big enough, make me (trip, trip)
It’s big enough, got me (trip, trip, tripping on you)

[Chorus]
I’m done trippin’, I’m trip-trippin’
I’ve been sippin’, that’s how I control
This feelin’, you keep givin’
You keep on hittin’ it ooh, oh
Maybe it’s your love, it’s too good to be true
Baby boy, your love, got me trippin’ on you
You know your love is big enough, make me trip up on you
Yeah, it’s big enough, got me trippin’ on you, trip-trippin’ on you

[Outro]
My bad, my bad for, trippin’ on you (baby, baby, baby, trippin’ on you)
My bad, my bad for, trippin’ on you (trippin’ on you, trippin’ on you, baby)
My bad, my bad for, trippin’ on you
Said I admit I was wrong when I did it
My bad, my bad for, trippin’ on you (trippin’ on you)
Ooh, yeah, yeah

Moneybagg Yo – Wat U On Lyrics

[Intro: Moneybagg Yo]
Tay Keith
Run that back, Turbo
Now I pull up in a foreign, foreign
Javar said, “pick up that bag”, right?
If you ain’t getting money, what you on, on?

[Chorus: Gunna & Moneybagg Yo]
If you ain’t getting money, what you on, on?
Got some racks and keep a loaded gun
Gunna Gunna, I’m a young Don
Too many losses, yeah a nigga won
She take that molly, drink that Sean Don
Fly that private jet to Hong Kong
I’m rocking BAPE and they like King Kong’s
Stack them racks up every day of the month
If you ain’t getting money, leave me ‘lone, ‘lone
Make it rain, make it storm, storm
Half a brick for the charm, charm
Flooded AP on my arm, arm
If you ain’t getting money, what you on, on?
Half a million just to ride foreign
If you ain’t getting money, what you on, on?
Revenue touching my palms

[Verse 1: Gunna]
I hit up Moneybagg, we gotta go up
I made a mansion, move my my niggas they stuff
I balanced down and now I’m flying above
I might hit Magic and go throw me a dub
Pour some mud up, now I’m filled up with suds
Locked with them and finally got me a buzz
Golden child, niggas don’t wanna touch
You might can drip, but you don’t drip it like us

[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
Designer down when I walk in the club
So many blue hunnids, they thought I was cuz
I’m balling, bitch
Fuck [?]
Blunt stuffed, looking just like a nub
Don’t try to come around when you get squeaked, can’t fuck with no leech
Me and Gunna on the way to yo city, two first class seats

[Chorus: Gunna & Moneybagg Yo]
If you ain’t getting money, what you on, on?
Got some racks and keep a loaded gun
Gunna Gunna, I’m a young Don
Too many losses, yeah a nigga won
She take that molly, drink that Sean Don
Fly that private jet to Hong Kong
I’m rocking BAPE and they like King Kong’s
Stack them racks up every day of the month
If you ain’t getting money, leave me ‘lone, ‘lone
Make it rain, make it storm, storm
Half a brick for the charm, charm
Flooded AP on my arm, arm
If you ain’t getting money, what you on, on?
Half a million just to ride foreign
If you ain’t getting money, what you on, on?
Revenue touching my palms

[Verse 3: Moneybagg Yo]
I know some hittas that’s ready to eat, right now as I speak (right now, right now)
I’m dripping, I’m leaking, I’m flashing my teeth, right now as I speak (I’m iced out by Johnny)
I used to trap off the back porch (backyard)
Now I got stamps on my passport (global)
I used to walk in the front door (then what?)
Finesse ’em and run out the back door (gone)

[Verse 4: Gunna]
We the bosses, you can’t boss over us
Get put in coffin, no more losses for us
Too many foreigns, nothing but options for us
The Spyder white with the pecan guts
I’ma ride, I’m the one you can trust
Homicide niggas stay in the cut
I came a long way from serving that dust
Too many shows, a young nigga booked up

[Chorus: Gunna & Moneybagg Yo]
If you ain’t getting money, what you on, on?
Got some racks and keep a loaded gun
Gunna Gunna, I’m a young Don
Too many losses, yeah a nigga won
She take that molly, drink that Sean Don
Fly that private jet to Hong Kong
I’m rocking BAPE and they like King Kong’s
Stack them racks up every day of the month
If you ain’t getting money, leave me ‘lone, ‘lone
Make it rain, make it storm, storm
Half a brick for the charm, charm
Flooded AP on my arm, arm
If you ain’t getting money, what you on, on?
Half a million just to ride foreign
If you ain’t getting money, what you on, on?
Revenue touching my palms

[Outro]
Damn, Denaro

Pitbull – Roof On Fire Lyrics

[Hook]
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!

[Verse 1]
Independent like a motherfucker [?]
Build another twenty schools
Let’s show em how we ball
I ride for my city, I ride for my dawgs
Hit the mayor at the show
New Year’s Eve, boy it’s on
Man it’s on in the [?]
Mr. 3-0-5, Mr. Took over the world
Mr. Stay-on-fire, Mr. Fuckboy-Free
Mr. Fuckboy-Please
Mr. Got-the-whole-game-on-its-knees
Let’s ride

[Hook]
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!

[Verse 2]
Baby I got A-D-D, a delicious dick
And I’m ready to act a fool in this bitch
This chico stay slick, this chico stay lit
Imma change my name to Mr. Stay-rich
Been getting loose, been getting paid
3-0-5 representer, been repping Dade
I’m a chico in the game that spit that flame
That spit that fire, now let’s get off the chain
Let’s ride

[Hook]
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!

[Bridge]
Go DJ, Go DJ, the DJ’s on fire
No pare, sigue, sigue
Go DJ, Go DJ, the DJ’s on fire
No pare, sigue, sigue

[Hook]
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!

[Outro]
Burn motherfucker, Burn!

Kodaline – Worth It (Acoustic) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The stars in the pavement
Are washed up and jaded
There’s blood on the streets of gold
A beautiful waitress
Who just couldn’t make it
So far away from home

[Pre-Chorus]
Are you strong enough? Are you wise enough?
Are you giving up? Will you disappear?
When it comes to me, I don’t know you see
I don’t want to leave, but I can’t stay

[Chorus]
I don’t know if it’s worth it
Is it worth it? I don’t know
I don’t know if it’s worth it
Is it worth it? I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know

[Verse 2]
No one can see them
The angels and demons
Are testing how low you’ll go
The sunsets and sunsets
As dark as your heart gets
It’s best if you just say no

[Pre-Chorus]
But are you strong enough? Are you wise enough?
Are you giving up? Will you disappear?
When it comes to me, I don’t know you see
I don’t want to leave, but I can’t stay

[Chorus]
I don’t know if it’s worth it
Is it worth it? I don’t know
I don’t know if it’s worth it
Is it worth it? I don’t know
Is it worth it? I don’t know

[Bridge]
I don’t know, if I want it or if I don’t
I don’t know
I don’t know if it’s fine now or if it’s not

[Chorus]
I don’t know if it’s worth it
Is it worth it? I don’t know
I don’t know if it’s worth it
Is it worth it? I don’t know

I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know

JayteKz – Let Life Begin Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yo born in 1994 that is where my life begins
Chicago, Illinois city where you feel the wind
You’ll see the good, you’ll see the bad, you’ll see the saddest shit
Misunderstood or perhaps you’re just an average kid
Cause growing up shit just seems so complicated
Moving back and forth impossible to grow complacent
I fucking hated it, always had to fake a bit
Always faked a smile when I felt like breaking down to bits
I ask myself every single day
If Dad was home would my childhood still be the same? Or would it change cause a part of me was present?
I guess I’ll never know so I’m stuck with all these questions
I grab a bottle then I drink away
To take the pain away from all these broken yesterday’s
I grab a bottle then I drink away
Erase the pain so I can make way for better days

[Hook]
Uh I put my life in every word I spit
And I ain’t stopping so you might as well get used to it
They try to knock me down and tell me I ain’t shit
I’m staying at this ground just in case I have to spit
Sometimes to get a grip you gotta let go
Sometimes to grow fast you gotta learn to live slow
So I’m taking everything day by day
I’ll take my time with every step I take

[Verse 2]
I’m soul searchin’ working for this piece of happiness
I’m making change will you focus on fancy shit
I’ve never been the type to brag about the cash and tits
I’d rather speak my mind and give the world the classic hit
I know they’re watching every move I make
They see my hustle now they plotting on notes to take
I’ve come a long way from a couple years ago
State to state fans asking me to play a show
It’s so surreal when your dreams slowly fall in line
Your sacrifice and all your time and space within these rhymes
And now it’s paying off people know just who I am
Show up to parties I got fans tryna shake my hand
I promise pops I’mma put us on
So when he makes it home he has the world within his palms
I tell my fans I’mma put us on
Just keep supporting watch the whole world come sing along

[Hook]

JayteKz – Dreamin’ Lyrics

[Hook]
Everytime I close my eyes
It’s like the only time the world feels right
I don’t wanna be a slave to the night
But I’m afraid of the morning light
Cause I wanna keep
Dreamin’
Dreamin’
Yeah I just wanna dream
Dreamin’
Dreamin’

[Verse 1]
Ya I’m kicking back snapping caps off the bottles
Chilling with the homies we ain’t gotta work tomorrow
We feeling good we just some kids from Chicago
Chasing all our dreams, mine’s set full throttle
And although things get hard we never give up
We’ll slow down but I promise we gon’ pick up
Cause life is short so we gotta take advantage
Cherish every second never taking shit for granted
So we get together party on the weekends
Catch a good buzz yo it’s that summer drinking
Thinking bout’ the good times and all the stupid laughs
And how we kept a smile when everything was going bad
And it’s beautiful to see how far we’ve come
We overcame the battles never had time to run
And here we are, standing stronger than we’ve ever been
We made it through now it’s time to let this life begin

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Ya it’s Friday night so you know this shit is going great
We’ve come a long way so it’s time to celebrate
I’m grateful for my fans and my family
Staying by my side even when they see the bad in me
And honestly I wouldn’t trade it for a damn thing
This smile on my face? Yeah that’s what my fans bring
They make me happy like I’ve never been before
That’s why I keep it real when it’s time to hit record (Always)
You see I’m loving life and everybody in it
Living everyday like tomorrow is forgetting
Wishing for the best but the best isn’t guaranteed
That’s why I work my ass off so I can plant the seed
I’m rapping deep cause that’s just who I am
Won’t change for the fame or perhaps a couple grand
Hope you understand that’s just who I am
Won’t change for the fame or perhaps a couple grand man

[Hook]

$UICIDEBOY$ – Carrollton Lyrics

[INTRO: JUICY J]
Play me some of that $uicide pimpin’ man

[VERSE I: LIL CUT THROAT]
You motherfuckers pitiful, I’m just sick of you
I’m a walking visual, you boys refillable
Unforgivable
Once you cross me, hoe
Now you a motherfucking stain to Lil Cut Throat (blaow!)
Let the Glock bang
Nuts hang, drug game ain’t the same
“Savage” tatted on my face
Grey ape
Blazing while we hotbox
Fuck a badge, fuck a cop even if the K hot
Watch me bust on any block
Northside, 90 scope on the shotty
Semi blow your body
Tony gripping on the Tommy, bitch
I break the head off a bat like I’m Ozzy
You got a problem motherfucker? Come and try me
I’m nothing like what you punk boys wanna embody
Norf, Norf, East Side *59
Tony gripping Tommy
Fuck around end up with your body
Autopsy
I be that walking zombie, bath salts
Eating bodies
Three choppas and the shottys shooting everybody
Cigarette wet
Bumping Boosie Badazz
On them drugs
Cheeky jaws, locked clitch
Trigger finger itching, if you think I’m kidding
Smoke leaking from the sticky that we smoking, boy
Fuck a Backwoods, Swisha’s what I use, boy
Smoke what I choose, do what I wanna do
Motherfuck you and (Ruby–) your punk friends too

[VERSE II: RUBY DA CHERRY]
Ruby blunt lit, lungs itch
Bitch, I like the sting
Smoking potent
Thinkin’ I’m the chosen one
Bitch, I’m a king
I can hear my dead homies saying
Now my eyes always hurting, wiping tears with diamond rings, yeah, aye
Hold up fuckboy, who the fuck said we cool?
Man, I quit smoking with hypebeasts back in 2002
What it do?
Motherfucker, I’m a fool
Ruby Da Cherry is cooling with goblins
If you got a problem, then you better move
From the womb, to the tomb
Busting out early, busting out soon
Black-out the city, I’m back on them 30s
In about 20 minutes I’m gonna be on the moon, uh
Drugs got me fucked up, sluts got me drugged up, fuck
Slam my face against a pill to crush it up
Government ID helps me get high, seeing stars in the mirror like I’m looking with a pipe beam
Nine-gram ring but the rims looking sparkly
Mighty sloppy, might be cocky
Am I in the right scene?
Highly unlikely, and I’m willing to fucking bet
Leave a pussy wet then I leave a pussy wet
I’m a fucking vet
I’m a motherfucking threat
G*59 the set
G*59 will make you sweat
I don’t give a fuck, kiss my fucking epithet
Lace up my Nikes Decades meet me at Heaven’s Gate
7th Ward by the lake ’till my death

[Outro]
He’ll come off of your drunken stupid from Burman Street, Saturday night! Get up in time to go to mass on Sunday morning—and you tell God you’re sorry for your drunkenness, only to go back out tonight and get wasted again

Marvin Gaye – Time to Get it Together [Alternate Version]

[Marvin riffing]

Jesus said time would heal ALL WOUNDS
(Time… Time…)
But we have to live right to get the time
(Time… Time…)
Oh, time
(Time… Time…)
Please, time, you got to be a friend of mine

Sometimes I am unable to move
(Sometimes I’m ready to groove
And then sometimes I’m unable to move and then)
I let temptation get me off of my groove
(Sometimes I’m ready to groove
And then sometimes I’m unable to move and then)

Sometimes I get it
Sometimes it’s hard
To stay with it
But right now, get it, gotta get it, get it
Got to stay with it
Makin’ up my mind to get it

Gonna get it together
Gonna love every day every night till I get it
All right
Pretty good lovin’, oh
Get it together
Gonna love every day every night till I get it
All right
Oh, gonna get it together
Gonna love every day every night till I get it
All right – Woo!
Oh, gonna get it together
Gonna love every day every night till I get it
All right, baby
Oh, gonna get it together
Gonna love every day every night till I get it
All right

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock –
My life’s a clock and it’s winding down
From the day you’re born
Till the day you’re in the ground

Come on, let’s say this thing together!

I’ve been racing against time
Trying my best to find my way
Change our world in just one day
Blowin’ coke all up my nose
Gettin’ in and out my clothes
Foolin’ ’round with midnight hoes
But that chapter of life’s closed

From the day you’re born
Till the day you’re in the ground

Father, forgive me
To sing and dance, give love a chance
Please be on my side
Please be on my side
Just a few more days and I’ll change my ways
Please be on my side

Ain’t no need
For us to leave
Before we want to
But if we respect father time in our prime
Aw, baby, we won’t have to

Sometimes I’m ready to groove
And then sometimes I’m unable to move and then
Sometimes I’m ready to groove
And then sometimes I’m unable to move and then
Sometimes I’m ready to groove
And then sometimes I’m unable to move and then
Sometimes I’m ready to groove
And then sometimes I’m unable to move

Like the rest of mankind
I’ve been racing against time
Trying my best to find my way
Change my world in just one day

“I can dig it, I can dig it!”
Cold-blooded out there, man, I been fooling around a long time
Yeah, I been trying to hit the big one
“You got to learn!”

Like the rest of mankind
I’ve been racing against time
Trying my best to find my way
Change my world in just one day
Blowin’ coke all up my nose
Gettin’ in and out my clothes
Foolin’ ’round with midnight hoes
But that chapter of life’s closed

From the day you’re born
Till the day you’re in the ground

I’ve got to say, I’ve got some debts to say (please be on my side)
Please be on my side (time, time)
Know I’ve done some wrong, I won’t be here long
Please be on my side, please be on my side

(Stop fooling with time!
Stop fooling with time!)

You know, Ed? Life’s a bitch, man
I tried my best to do right, man but you know it’s cold-blooded out there

Got to learn sooner or later, don’t you?

Got to learn! Life can’t be this way!

Got to sometimes in life, make a change. Every man has to make a change. Sooner the better is the saying

Sometimes it takes you a long time to learn

Way too long, way too long, man. Things be going down, you’ll be sorry for it

[Marvin relaying instructions for Sparrow, next track]
Get to the F-minor there, now the whole process repeats again
And then it just repeats!
Hey Mike, let me have a pelmel when you get a sec, please, bless you
Before we cut
One, two, three, four!

Charli XCX – Rhinestone Hearts Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You’re a picture perfect page
Paper romance for a face
Yeah, I’m a lucky star
And my wish won’t come true
I’m about to fall apart
Wish I held your rhinestone heart
But you would never open
You would never glow for me

[Pre-Chorus]
You’re with another girl
I’m never getting out
You’ll never gonna know
These secrets in my mouth
I never knew before
But now I realize
I blossom like the moon
When I fall through your eyes

[Chorus]
Ah, ah-ah, ah, magazine
Ah, ah-ah, ah, I can feel you baby
Ah, ah-ah, ah, next to me
In these magazines

[Verse 2]
Lost in a corner of my mind
You sit and tangle of my lines
I read a thousand stories
Your whisper never starts to fade
I can smile and stare right through
Only happiness for you
Alone I cry an ocean
Ink and poisons starts to stain

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I should’ve made my move
But it’s too late to try
I lose myself to love
When I fall through your eyes

[Chorus]
Ah, ah-ah, ah, magazine
Ah, ah-ah, ah, I can feel you baby
Ah, ah-ah, ah, next to me
In these magazines

[Bridge]
Lines, space in your mind
You don’t even know my heart is breaking
Ahh oh, ahh-ah-ah, oh

[Chorus]
Ah, ah-ah, ah, magazine
Ah, ah-ah, ah, I can feel you baby
Ah, ah-ah, ah, next to me
Ah, ah-ah, ah, can you see me?
Ah, ah-ah, ah, magazine
Ah, ah-ah, ah, I can feel you baby
Ah, ah-ah, ah, next to me
In these magazines
In these magazines

Lil B – Secrete Obsession Lyrics

Keep it real, I’m the realest, nyuh

God’s Father
2012 Lil B mixtape shit
Yeah it’s my mixtape, my mixtape better than they album, you feel me haha
I been doin this shit man, what yall talkin about man
You feel me
Man this some real shit

[Verse]
A lot of niggas slept on flows, told me I wouldn’t make it
From rhymin out the basement, to climbin on top of stages
Had to clear my air, never resorted upon the dangers
Put niggas under dirt like John Gacy
But I remembered how I started flowin in front of faces
It was 6th grade at P.E. tryin to remember
My nigga Leron Derrick G told me, write up on the paper
We would all compete on, who rhymes was greater
And they exposed me to lined paper
That’s when my whole fuckin life changed, I’m the greatest
Started rappin colder, Lil E showed me to pace it
My nigga that showed me the faces
In 7th grade a young ass nigga thought I was older because of my facial
First time I got head and, gave her a facial
8th grade, passin up school mane, occasionally
Thank god for summer school, I threw my education
When I hit high school I was sorry, a little blatant
That’s when I met L, started choppin it up occasionally
I realised he was a cool nigga but I couldn’t say it
We got a [??????] in skatin
And one day he offered me out to record
That changed my heart rate from normal, to pacing
Hit the studio…. … rappin man
EJ started cookin, writing verses up on replay
My first real hit was featured up on his demo
Called “Run Nigga Run”, I’m not speakin on relay
He told me he had a fan verse on replay
That’s when I told him I had somethin to free-say
Then I met Stunnaman right before the Wolfpack
That’s when he was Keith, but that’s the look
And I made my first solo, we on the grind and took that
But we did a remix, I felt I shook rap
We had a big session freestyle around the table
That shit started progressin and fuck with honest label
I recorded at his house, but I’m skippin some major fables
Started a cool company called the Boss Man label
But it didn’t work out because it didn’t even fit us
Then we seen the table, maybe 10th graders had earnings
Mic below the navel, and the shit was so unda man
I wonder

I got into a lil trouble man
Caught the cases, the bad kid from Berkeley, can’t replace it
But that shit fucked up my mental and made me lazy
So I slacked off of rap and started thinkin about my problems
My heart went from pacin, above joggin, act normal
Sometimes I feel I wanna replace it
You feel me?
When my grandpa died I feel like I was outta location
God damn

But yo niggas can tell this my diary, a blessing
My mum said your skin get thicker with lessons
Introduced me to the greats and started blowin up sessions
A wild crazy kid went home, lookin for chess and
I played the world pretty damn good, I guessed it
I had a secret life… … death was my obsession

Classified – Damn Right Lyrics

[Intro]
(Realtor) Hello! Come on
(Realtor) Nice to see you, welcome
(Classified) How you doing man, this is the place?
(Realtor) You bet it’s the place
(Classified) It’s a lot older than what the ad said
(Realtor) Oh it’s old; it’s real old, a man died in there
(Classified) Really?
(Realtor) Yeah, during the boom; bad handler
(Classified) Can we go check it out?
(Realtor) I ain’t never been in there, man; no one ain’t
(Realtor) No one been in there since the man died
(Realtor) You wanna check it out? Yeah, I’ll give you ten minutes
(Classified) Yeah, I wanna go check it out. Take a couple pictures
(Realtor) You take whatever you want
(Realtor) Do whatever you want in there, I wouldn’t go in
(Realtor) You go hear me, don’t break anything in there
(Realtor) You hear me? Don’t go breaking anything!

Here, here goes another classic (here goes another classic)
Yeah, let’s take it back to

[Chorus]
Two turntables and a mic
Wiggity-wiggity whip the microphone; it’s God damn right
That’s the only way they’re gonna hear you
Refreshing it for you

[Chorus #2]
Two turntables and a mic
Wiggity-wiggity whip the microphone; it’s God damn right
Yeah, you’re talking that bullshit
That’s the only way they’re gonna hear you

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
And yo, straight from the motherfucking field
Everything I do is too real, too ill
Said they want rap shit, gotta give ’em rap shit
Run up in your city with that gritty boombox shit
Yell it to the world, never sleep on me
I’m just tryna wake ’em up with some free coffee
This is what you need, this isn’t tongue in cheek
This is that one, two, three
No Sesame Street, but the numbers speak; like, come on
It’s going down, I’m ’bout to free fall
I hold it down like a fat kid on a seesaw
I do it bigger than bigger, I do it big y’all
I ate a volume of balls bigger than beach balls
I’m locked and loaded this is for survival
Fuck fame, it killed my idols; Biggie and Michael
And ain’t nobody talking making any sense
Like people at the shows still sitting in the stands
Yeah; I bet it all like Pro-Line
I ran it through the goal line, and hit the fucking gold mine
They try to leave me out to dry, hang ’em from the clothesline
But watch me go with Showtime, that’s why I pay ’em no mind

[Bridge]
Now let me know if we gotta get in (damn right)
We be busy rocking maybe you’re asleep (damn right)
Ain’t nobody here ready to leave (damn right)
So here we go (here we go)
Come on, come on

[Chorus]
Two turntables and a mic
Wiggity-wiggity whip the microphone; it’s God damn right
That’s the only way they’re gonna hear you
Refreshing it for you

[Verse 2]
Let me nibble on your nipple and tickle you ’til you giggle
Baby, I keep it dirty since I was simple and little
I scribble these riddles to spin your head like a swivel
I talk my way out of pickles, you talkin’ so superficial
We know it, we know it; I keep it hardcore like parkour
Luke against the Dark Lord like it’s Star Wars
I keep it sweating like Rick Ross, flip flops
I took my life into my own hands like criss-cross
Don’t even try to correct me (you won’t)
Don’t even try to understand and dissect me
And keep your mouth shut, you’re talking too recklessly
I’m ’bout to cut your lifeline, like a vasectomy
Successfully, I did this domestically
Without any recipe, I kept the integrity
I’m better than I ever been, I’m legend and a gentleman
Pumping like adrenaline, I’m pain relief like medicine
Man, who bumped the damn turntable?
I know you feeling good, but this could quickly turn fatal
Don’t ever stop the music when you rocking like this
‘Cause you could lose a great thing like 2Pac in Nine-Six

[Bridge]
Now let me know if we gotta get in (damn right)
We be busy rocking maybe you’re asleep (damn right)
Ain’t nobody here ready to leave (damn right)
So here we go (here we go)
Come on, come on

[Chorus]
Two turntables and a mic
Wiggity-wiggity whip the microphone; it’s God damn right
That’s the only way they’re gonna hear you
Refreshing it for you

[Outro]
Damn right
(Mike Boyd) Luke, where you at? Luke!
(Mike Boyd) Luke? … What are you doing man?
(Realtor) I guess their ten minutes is up

KRS-One – You Like Me Lyrics

As long as I’m dancin
Actin or rappin
Walkin around like
I don’t know what’s happenin
You like me (x4)

If I’m talkin bout drinkin
And nothin bout thinkin
As long as I’m high
And I never ask why
You like me (x4)

But the second I start with the state of the economy
Black leadership, Black gods and Black sovereignty
That’s when you can’t seem to follow me, confusion
You feel like you losin, I’m no longer amusin
This song’s about choosin, choosin why you cruisin
Either Black entertainment or the Black Revolution
People love to see a young Black man rap
Until he wakes up and realize he’s caught in the trap

So as long as I’m dancin
Actin or rappin
Walkin around like
I don’t know what’s happenin
You like me (x4)

If I’m talking bout drinkin
And nothin bout thinkin
As long as I’m high
And I never ask why
You like me (x4)

But the minute I get in it bout the way these rappers spit it
The minute I start spittin that truth here comes a critic
I freestyle off the top like removin ya yankee fitted
But they not really checkin for skills, they want the gimmick
Many of the challenges we face, we could solve em
But there’s no trust, no unity, and that’s the problem
Black people fightin amongst themselves that’s the problem
White people fightin amongst themselves that’s the problem
US foreign policy is simply just bomb em
Rebels against they own government, the US arms em
Then when things get outta hand, yeah they try to calm em
More money, more diplomacy, just charm em
If that doesn’t work then they move to “Osama”
Turn him into a terrorist, so they can disarm em
Through the corporate media, we don’t stand a chance
But too many people wanna us to just stand and dance

So as long as I’m dancin
Actin or rappin
Walkin around like
I don’t know what’s happenin
You like me (x4)

If I’m talking bout drinkin
And nothin bout thinkin
As long as I’m high
And I never ask why
You like me (x4)

You like me, you like me, you like me
You like me, you like me, you like me

Russ – Splash Out 3.0 Lyrics

[Russ]
Intro:
I love my freedom
But i risk it anywhere i see them
‘i i i i love mr. WOT entertainment’
G8
Cruuuddddddd
100 man fuck that
Big ting always on hip can’t lack
Anything 8 get brr get wack
Back out my, grip firm attack
Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits
Free up my dargs they soon come back
Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits
Free up my dargs they soon come back

Verse 1:
Classified member
I don’t know nothing ’bout pressure (none)
Do up an opp with pleasure (do him)
Akeee pull up my rams get splashy (splash splash)
Fuck the verbal attack me (come)
Got plenty names on this shank b (nuff)
Still walk with sticks come like bambi
She said i’m sweeter than candy (sweet)
Just hit up the spot and cream it
Samples for the cats just tease ’em
I love my freedom
But i risk it anywhere i see them (onsite)
Left numerous fuck boys bleeding
Left humerous big men screaming (bitches)
She’s mine if i start gunleaning
[?]
25+ your way too bitter
Live in the flesh
Fat boy got quicker
Still out here can’t see that nigga
Smash mans car, insurance nigga?

Verse 2:
Shit den, pull up they panic ching him (ching him)
Metal straight in him
Big ting ain’t no kitchen (large one)
Rip skin tear off his ting (tear it)
Cheeky try slap off a [?]
Back this one it comes with a bang (bow)
No talking just stretch out my hand
Slap more then 3 man in your gang
100 man fuck that
Big ting always on hip can’t lack
Anything 8 get brr get wack
Back out my, grip firm attack
Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits
Free up my dargs they soon come back
Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits (ching splash)
Free up my dargs they soon come back

Verse 3:
Test it
Bruck it
2 piece buss it
Ying yang flood it
Upsuh i love it
Test it
Bruck it
2 piece buss it
Ying yang flood it
Upsuh i love it

Outro:
Got kicked out a section too
Shsh backed a wap on you
Shit den i feel sorry for you
In your vid thats my jacket too
I don’t know nothing ’bout pressure
Do up an opp with pleasure
Akee fuck the verbal attck me

King Los – 410 Gang Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Uh
Ain’t no city light the city on
What nigga
Check it out look

[Hook]
410 410 410
410 410 410
Ain’t no city light the city on
Ain’t no city light the city on
Westside, eastside, southside
Northside niggas in the house like
410 410 410
410 410 410
Now shawty say she love my swag im in my bag (No cap)
Her nigga want some money don’t know how to act (No cap)

[Verse 1]
Okay, niggas looking silly ima prolly get a billi Im a product of the realest really got us with gorillas
Chilling in front of the building with my niggas in the jects
Lil nigga from the west getting figures in them checks like
Please don’t kill my vibe fuck up my day, yeah
Bullshit to the side fuck out my way, yeah
I hear them talk shit but thats okay
I just made another play a hundred k, yeah
Im from the town, Baltimore city they lay niggas down
I put it down, don’t fuck with no clown
They pushing that white or they flipping that brown no slipping lil nigga be gripping that ground
Convincing me take a lil trip through the town and I hold you down when you get to the

[Hook]
410 410 410
410 410 410
Ain’t no city light the city on
Ain’t no city light the city on
Westside, eastside, southside
Northside niggas in the house like
410 410 410
410 410 410
Now shawty say she love my swag im in my bag (No Cap)
Her nigga want some money don’t know how to act (No cap)

[Verse 2]
Im live and im from the side where they ride or die
A lot of niggas down to spy by the product I
Birthed a lot of niggas, served a lot of niggas
Hurt a lot of niggas, brutalized a nigga, murder lot of niggas
Ooh, I been a good king no cosign
I ain’t never heard no flow like mine
Niggas know I run this shit (On time)
Niggas know I run this bitch (On time)
Ooh keep it cool sure don’t crash slip uh
Chopper hit a nigga make him backflip yeah
I rap for the niggas never had shit ooh
Flew to the city got it back lit ooh
I reached out to every nigga that was building I slid in the dm’s that last made a killing and thats just the greatest muhfuckin feelin
Like hoppin in rarris and dropping the ceiling
Or being from nothing and clocking a million thats gangsta thats gangsta thats gangsta lets get it lets get it
This shit is a banger lets get it make a hundred million and come back and split with a

[Hook]
410 410 410
410 410 410
Ain’t no city light the city on
Ain’t no city light the city on
Westside, eastside, southside
Northside niggas in the house like
410 410 410
410 410 410
Now shawty say she love my swag im in my bag (No Cap)
Her nigga want some money don’t know how to act (No cap)

Meghan Trainor – Honey Honey Lyrics

Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money

Money, money, ma ma ma money
Honey, honey ha ha ha honey

Baby look in my eyes
And know that I’m true, I’m true
Don’t gotta impress nobody but you, but you
Did you really think that I would love you less?
But the thought of you got my mind in a mess
So put your lies, put your tries, and your money away

Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls, who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money

Stop trying so hard to convince me (me, yeah.)
That you are the one I already see (Already see, woah)
Did you really think that I would judge you more?
Boy, you make my heart fall down to the floor
So put your lies, put your tries, and your words away

Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money

No, you know that I hate, the ones who act fake
Cause they think I like it
You say their wrong, been wrong for too long
And I can’t take it
So baby change your ways
Today

Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls. who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money

Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls. who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money

Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls. who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money

Moneybagg Yo – Exactly Lyrics

[Intro: Moneybagg Yo & YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
[?]
Can’t hear you
Punch me in
Do it all over

[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Back then she ain’t fuck with a nigga, but now she wanna cuff me
My sack bigger
Fuck on her, I leave
I’m that nigga
Dope on top of them trees like cat litter
I ain’t choosing no side, I stay in the middle
How the fuck he gon’ ride? He ain’t kill a nigga
I got over two bodies like John Diller
[?], we done hung niggas
Wockhardt on the bottle, that’s actually
Crack the seal
What I’m pouring up? Actavis
New Ferrari, buy it
I put a MAC in it
Yellow bitch, big booty
I’m smashing shit
From the gutter, fuck the rapping
I’m jacking shit
Money talking
Nigga playing, we smashing shit
[?], nigga know that we cancel shit
Fully loaded, fully ammo, immaculate

[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
On short notice, I just ran up 100
Well not 100, 97 exactly
Living cinematic, this a world premiere
I ain’t acting, but I’m fucking a actress
Blue hunnids gang bang, they stacking
Two bitches, one me exactly
Opps on the other street that’s action
Slide down, 100 round exactly
Exactly (exactly)
Look at they reaction, let’s see who the maddest (big mad)
I’m smashing (what)
‘Rari or Lamb’? let’s see what’s the fastest (skrrt)
Exactly (big drums on ’em)
Bands in the field, heritage, classic (woo)
Exactly (we the new dope)
Fed baby’s like two bricks in a plastic
Hey!

[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
(Bagg)
For that pack I want exactly what I told you
And that’s closure
Dispensary out in Colorado, keep a backwood full of doja
Machine gun ‘cross the shoulder, wake the whole house up
Folgers
Shawty tripping on poster, like I’m ‘posed to
She want exposure
Six cars, I’m more than mobile
Rockstar, I’m never sober
Shit at all, what I owe them exactly?
Two for one, only one was a baddie
Plug hit, say he having contractions
That mean yay on the way (any day)
Straight off the block to a billboard spot
That mean I’m hotter than May

[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
On short notice, I just ran up 100
Well not 100, 97 exactly
Living cinematic, this a world premiere
I ain’t acting, but I’m fucking a actress
Blue hunnids gang bang, they stacking
Two bitches, one me exactly
Opps on the other street that’s action
Slide down, 100 round exactly
Exactly (exactly)
Look at they reaction, let’s see who the maddest (big mad)
I’m smashing (what)
‘Rari or Lamb’? let’s see what’s the fastest (skrrt)
Exactly (big drums on ’em)
Bands in the field, heritage, classic (woo)
Exactly (we the new dope)
Fed baby’s like two bricks in a plastic

[Outro]
Tay Keith too bangin’

Mr Eazi – Property Lyrics

[Intro]
Na money be koko
It’s your boy Eazi
Zaga What?
Zaga That

[Chorus]
Baby all of my property
All of my property
I give you authority
I give you authority
If you go down like economy, economy
Baby you go follow me, follow me

[Verse 1]
I will like to know what you want (Zaga dat)
I will like to know what you need eh eh ah
I will like to know your size
So that when I am shopping I go dey buy am tight
Me I no be aka gum (Stingy)
I be Generious
Me I no go do you wrong like Lazarus
Baby maky go Jeje
Till the morning light
Me I no dey tight my hand o

[Chorus]
So Baby all of my property (all of my property)
I give you authority (I give you authority)
If you go down like economy, economy
Baby you go follow me, follow me

[Verse 2]
Na money be koko (Owo ni koko)
Your body be koko (yea Body be koko)
Baby walacolombo
For your sake I go walangoloco
From 9ja you dey disturb Soweto
Yea, Come make we go Toronto yeh yeh yeh

[Chorus]
Baby all of my property (all of my property)
I give you authority (I give you authority)
If you go down like economy, economy
Baby you go follow me, follow me yeh eh eh

[Outro]
Na money be koko

Queen Naija – Mama’s Hand Lyrics

[Intro]
– Mommy
– Hold on baby, hi stinky , you miss me?
– You don’t miss me?
– Nah I miss you
– You do miss me, give me kissy
– Thank you, I give kissy too, muah, I love you
– Love you too mama
– Okay bye
– Okay bye
– *Laughs*

[Verse 1]
When I first laid eyes on you
When I heard your heartbeat too
Oh I never knew, I could witness an angel so beautiful
From the very moment you arrived I felt something new inside
I developped a love that was so unconditional

[Chorus]
And I promise to give you everything that I have
There’s not a dream in this world you can’t accomplish or grasp
I will cross any ocean before I let you land
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)

[Verse 2]
I’ll never let nobody hurt you
Give you the world ’cause you deserve it
Teach you how to treat a woman
Let you know you’re gonna be something great
I want for you to shine so bright
Know you can do anything through Christ
I see that there is a star inside of you
I’m so glad you’re in my life

[Chorus]
And I promise to give you everything that I have
There’s not a dream in this world you can’t accomplish or grasp
I will cross any ocean before I let you land
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)

[Bridge]
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Hold on to my hand
Hold on to my hand
Never let it go
Ooh ooh, yeah
Son hold on to my hand
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Hold on to my hand, never let it go
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Hold on to my hand (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Son hold on to my hand, never let it go, woah, oh, oh, oh

[Outro]
– I love you
– I love you too momma

Queen Naija – Bad Boy Lyrics

[Chorus]
I never really had a bad boy
You know I’ve always been a good girl
Crazy how it happened so fast boy
The way you rocking my world
The way you rocking my world

[Verse 1]
Yeah you’re my distraction
Love our connection
I see so much when I look at you
You get potential
Time is essential
But I’ma take my time with you
‘Cause you need it
You just need someone to keep it real with you
And I see that
I’ma be the one to put that seed in you
You don’t gotta worry
I won’t judge you from your past
I know you’re not the first
But I’ll make sure that you’re my last
We live two different lifestyles baby
But we can change that
Just promise not to hurt me
‘Cause you know I told you that

[Chorus]
I never really had a bad boy
You know I’ve always been a good girl
Crazy how it happened so fast boy
The way you rocking my world
Boy I think you need a good girl
Someone to make you do better
Maybe I could be a good girl
I could make you do better

[Verse 2]
I ain’t really used to it but I like it
‘Cause you’re so enticing
Love the way you walk and how smooth you talk
How you move in silence
How fast you be driving
Hold me when I’m crying
And as long as you need me
You know I’m always riding
You open up to me and show me something new
Taught me how to hold my own
I fight myself while holding you
If it was up to me I’d hold for ever (ever)
Up somewhere that we can go together (so it’s a crazy thing)

[Chorus]
I never really had a bad boy
You know I’ve always been a good girl
Crazy how it happened so fast boy
The way you rocking my world
Boy I think you need a good girl
Someone to make you do better
Maybe I could be a good girl
I could make you do better

[Bridge]
So, so bad in a really good way
By the time I’m done with you
You gon’ wanna stay
But it’s so so bad in a really good way
Such a bad boy but I’ll make you good for me

[Outro]
I could make you do better
I could make you do better
I could make you do better
I could make you do better
I could make you do better
I could make you do better

YG – Band Drum Lyrics

[Intro: YG]
I mix the 4Hunnid with the designer
Stay laced up
On Bloods
Stay laced up

[Chorus: YG]
I just bought my band drums and that **** came with the drum
Do a ***** fast like And-1, I need a bag then and some
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug
*** ** **, then slide in her, make her tell me who she love
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1: YG]
Uh, uh, baddies, lumps
Uh, uh, Mr. Klumps
Uh, uh, she on my, ****
**** her once, I don’t *** the butt
YG always cuss, YG do too much
Oh my God he always wearin’ red, he a super Blood
You ****** super sus, act like y’all be pistoled up
When them shots fire, all you ****** did was duck
Duck, duck, duck, duck
Duck, duck, duck, goose
I don’t want her, she boof, uh
Heard that ***** loose, uh
Yeah she with the *****, ayy
Gave me head in the coupe

[Chorus: YG]
I just bought my band drums and that **** came with the drum
Do a ***** fast like And-1, I need a bag then and some
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug
*** ** **, then slide in her, make her tell me who she love
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
Woo
Big gun, handgun, shootout, And-1
Hop out, tap out, time out, damn, son (what?)
Goyard trunks, Gucci trunks
Goku, Trunks, asthma pump
Uh, uh, hit a ***** once he done
Crack ’em like Humpty Dumpty
She don’t wanna ****, she dumb
Uh, uh, pastry cup
Cakey, rump, ice cream
‘Cedes truck, nine screens
Brady Bunch, wide screen
I was 13 with fake bling
When Killa Cam was on the corner with the pink mink
My little man was on the corner with the clink clink
Gold bank, roll 8, gold links
Whole gang hold weight

[Chorus: YG]
I just bought my band drums and that **** came with the drum
Do a ***** fast like And-1, I need a bag then and some
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug
*** ** **, then slide in her, make her tell me who she love
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Outro]
Alert! Bomb first
Trained to go, **** hesitation
Ten steps ahead, not just of enemy, but of all men
Set an example by demonstration, not conversation
Fear of God, but with God keep a faithful relation
Do the unthinkable, pop up on that ass out the blue like peek-a-boo
All a man gots is his **** and his word
So whatever that man says, he gots to do
And if that ***** is yours, protect it by all means
Keep them real ******, some top lawyers, financial advisors and them get-the-job-done riders on your team
And now you’re ready for the world, ya-da-da-mean
Stay dangerous

Vic Mensa – Metaphysical Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Can you wait for me baby
You the only one on my mind
Summer nights don’t cold as winter
When you’re not by my side
I don’t care if I look crazy
Nevermind who’s been in your bed
Do what you like what’s your body
I live in your head

[Chorus 1]
I-I-I ye-e-eah
That’s some that’s real as rain
That’s some that’s real as rain
Put it on me
You talk too much, I can’t even explain
I can’t even, it’s something metaphysical
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain
I know you feel I’m true
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain
I’m just feelin’ right

[Verse 2]
Can you let down your armor
I know it’s to guard your heart
Made a fight for you like soldier
You’re a prisoner of war
Lay my cards on the table
I hear love is a losing game
May I shoot my shot
Never go explain

[Chorus 2]
I-I-I ye-e-eah
That’s some that’s built to last
That’s some that’s built to last
Baby, I don’t need it to make sense
I can’t even explain
I can’t even, it’s something metaphysical
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain
I know you feel I’m true
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain

[Bridge]
I been, I been here, you been near
But I’m always there
Let me know if you get this
Loving you from a distance
Let me know if you hit it
I don’t care if you hit it
Come alive when he’s not there
I’ll sneak through your window

[Outro]
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain it
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain
I’m just feelin’ right

Moneybagg Yo – Dice Game Lyrics

[Intro]
Tay Keith

[Chorus]
I want some nice brain (brain), she want some nice things (purses and shit)
I was just being a nigga, soon as I cum my mind changed (nah)
I’m racing a demon, back for the keys, knowing it might rain (speedin’)
Fuck it, I’m takin’ a gamble (fuck it), my life is a dice game (roll it)

[Verse]
You better bet on me, man I been passin’
You probably want me to crap out (seven)
I bet I jump before, let’s bet a hundred more (what’s that?)
That’s a rack on the come-out (G ball)
I’m in the Don, bae shotgun
Let down the roof ’cause the sun out (sun out)
White paint (dope), white interior (coke)
It feel like I’m in the crack house (blow out)
I feel like Lucious, hittin’ this cookie
I’m on the yellow, pour up gushy
Balenciagas, fit like footies
Grain on draco look like Woody (Toy Story)
Got no plaques but my shows packed
Louis, ‘Venchy, I’m mismatched
I can’t lose, play to win, bet on me, I’m all in
I rock an ice chain, just got the watch plain
She left her last man for me, she did the right thing
I was gettin’ twenty a show last year
But you know the price changed (up)
I’m your favorite rapper’s favorite rapper (what’s that?)
I’m in a tight lane (whoa)
Baby you can’t even tell your friend
They may rat on us (be quiet)
Yeah we lust and fuck
She got his name covered up
Then went and got me tatted (yeah)
FaceTime me in some green panties (yeah)
I been toting a lot of blue money (what else?)
Chanel junkie and Supreme addict (turn up)
Taste the rainbow, roll the Skittles (woo)
Every nigga with me tote a pistol (big one)
Send a hit and I’m rollin’ with him (yeah)
And we ain’t stoppin’ ’til we know it’s in him (grrr)
King suite, Intercontinental (yeah)
Who you with? it was confidential (shh)
Check cleared, I’m just pushing enter (woo)
Uniport, I’m gettin’ monumental (cash)

[Chorus]
I want some nice brain (brain), she want some nice things (purses and shit)
I was just being a nigga, soon as I cum my mind changed (nah)
I’m racing a demon, back for the keys, knowing it might rain (speedin’)
Fuck it, I’m takin’ a gamble (fuck it), my life is a dice game (roll it)

[Outro]
You better bet on me
You better bet on me
You better bet on me

Russ – Tell Me Why Lyrics

[Intro: Shiloh Dynasty & Russ]
Tell, tell, tell, yuh (yuh)

[Chorus: Russ & Shiloh Dynasty]
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell my why you’re waiting for so long
Tell me why you’re waiting, waiting

[Verse 1]
Watch you back up
Know you’re scared to love again
Every time you try, part of you just dies, you lookin dumb again
It’s so hard to trust again
So just like that you don’t (uh)
You ‘gon just get drunk again roll up and fuckin’ smoke (uh)
That one used to beat on you
That one used to cheat on you
The only one that cared, you ain’t believe him so he’s leavin you
Ain’t no family round you
Ain’t no friends that you can trust
Ain’t no love within yourself
But ain’t no way I’m giving up (come on)

[Chorus: Russ & Shiloh Dynasty]
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell my why you’re waiting for so long
Tell me why you’re waiting, waiting

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I swoop in and do my thing against my better judgment
I could tell you been through hell you need some better loving
I see movin on is hard
I see nooses round your heart
I see bruises, I see scars
I see proof to wanna start over
But you can’t see past the pain
I swear your past got you enslaved girl, you can’t see past the chains
I try showin you and tellin you the love you deserve
But me lovin you won’t work until you lovin you first (damn)

[Chorus: Russ & Shiloh Dynasty]
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell my why you’re waiting for so long
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell my why you’re waiting for someone
Tell me why you’re waiting, waiting

The Chainsmokers – Side Effects Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It’s 4AM, I don’t know where to go
Everywhere is closed, I should just go home, yeah
My feet are taking me to your front door
I know I shouldn’t though, heaven only knows that
Oh, the side effect to my loneliness is you

[Chorus 1]
Oh, you’re all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love tonight
Oh, you’re all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love tonight

[Verse 2]
This happens every time I try to mix
Decision making with one too many drinks but
Oh, if late night friends have consequences, cool yeah

[Chorus 2]
Oh, you’re all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love tonight
Oh, you’re all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love tonight

Oh, I think about it all the time
Make it up in my mind, I’m telling you, yeah
Oh, you’re all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love tonight

[Bridge]
Time should’ve taught me the lesson
When looking for a sign, but instead I got a message
I take off my pride every time we undressing
Draw the line, I’m at the line, yeah
Time should’ve taught me the lesson
When looking for a sign, but instead I got a message
I take off my pride every time we undressing
Draw the line, I’m at the line

[Chorus 2]
Oh, you’re all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love tonight, yeah
Oh, you’re all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love tonight, yeah

I, I think about it all the time
Make it up in my mind, I’m telling you, yeah
Oh, you’re all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love tonight

[Outro]
Time should’ve taught me the lesson
When looking for a sign, but instead I got a message
I take off my pride every time we undressing
Draw the line, I’m at the line, yeah
Time should’ve taught me the lesson
When looking for a sign, but instead I got a message
I take off my pride every time we undressing
Draw the line, I’m at the line, yeah

Xavier Wulf – Chaos Castle Lyrics

[Verse 1: Eddy Baker]
Light up a wood then I get in my zone (oof)
Countin’ them racks got that shit on my own (cash)
Think you want war but this ain’t what you want (bitch)
SESHOLLOWATERBOYZ been at the throne (alright)
You see the shows they all outta control (yeah)
Told the security leave me alone (damn)
Bust out the speakers cause all of the noise (shit)
Started the pit and then started to destroy (bitch)
Start a moshpit when I’m makin’ my entrance (alright)
Fuckin shit up and just stretching my business (yeah)
Stackin my riches I’m straight from the trenches (facts, trenches)
Runnin’ the game like this shit is olympics (shit is game, bitch)
Burn you like bridges, wash you like dishes (yeah)
Bitch I’m a dog and you just a little kitten (alright, just little cat)
Ice on my neck got me feelin all frigid (cold)
Quit the bad guy, little bitch, I’m the villain (bitch)
Makin’ a killin a wonderful feelin’
I’m sellin out shows and trapping out the buidling (yeah)
Niggas be talkin that money and raps but they sleepin’ on mats and got holes in the ceiling (really?)
Me and my niggas is realer than most
We just sit back and smoke we don’t really believe them
Chaos extremist, hot bitch I’m steamin (yeah)
Hated by preachers but loved by the demons
Hoe

[Verse 2: Chris Travis]
Yo, WaterBoyz Entertainment
Bitch, what, bitch, ay
Open up a pit (pit)
Push ’em in this shit (what)
I ain’t fearin shit (what?)
I fight misery (bitch)
I make history, bitch my power limitless
Them bitches slippery (what?)
I might, I might (bitch)
Medicine estrogen you niggas peasants bitch
Can’t even talk cause ya come-up not sellin’ it
Rellin and Vellin it bitch and the legacy of
These little rappers ain’t nothin’ but irrelevant
No I’m not dwellin it, bitch I’m in hell in it
Learn from my lessons this life I’m not feelin it
Scaling it cropping it bitch there no stoppin’ it
Fuck this [?] shit, I want some proper shit, bitch
Ay, don’t be discreet (what?)
Fuckboys can’t enter like a exit screen
Yo, make it how I want, cause I’m prodigy (I’m a prodigy)
And I push it where I want, my cream beside a G

[Verse 3: Xavier Wulf]
Ay, hatin’ ass niggas, man, thievin’ ass niggas, man
I’ll tell you what, man
For every nigga you gotta cut off give yourself a dollar
And make yourself rich, nigga
Niggas hurt, leave it up to me I’ll leave ’em in the dirt
Coupe vert catch me in my 46’s smokin herb
Rope burn naked neck ass niggas kickin curbs
What’s the word? Oh you crossed ya boy you got a bitches nerve
Pull off swerve, drift around the corner then I flip the bird
She got curve, Dominican descent, now I’m onto her
Tesla, bought it for my mama, but a miniature, look at her
Most you niggas fake I cut you every year
Who I fear? Treat you like a baby, you can’t come in here
Oh my dear, now his favorite bitch is singin’ in my ear
Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle, goes her chandelier, we over here
Talkin about how you just simply don’t compare, you bitch

[Verse 4: Bones]
(what?)
SESHOLLOWATERBOYZ kickin’ through the door, we back in this bitch
We don’t know you, get some dope for the crew, we ain’t passin shit
Still got that blade, I’ll let it go
Said that you’ll pay, we know you broke
Logic can’t see you, you blend in too easily
How can they not know the way when we paved the whole road
Showed them the ropes, they think they classic
Skeleton boy, filled the world with my static
White Noise my life, distorted mind, don’t know the time and I can’t give you mine
Hold up, wait a second now
Now that I am recollecting
Wasn’t you the one who showed us so much love in the beginning?
Yeah, yeah, that was you
Now-now-now just look at you
Always tryin’ to prove you something, but you nothin’, that’s just true
Sorry (don’t say sorry), go cop that ‘rari
Hope you feel better
Materialistic death wish
Underground god I’m the fuckin definition bitch
Brought another motherfucker out who really convinced thinkin’ that it’s him
Lies, False, something about you off
Came out the grave, fucked up the game
I will make sure they remember the name