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Kevin Gates – Pretend Lyrics

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[Intro]
What’s the demonstration, beloved?
You well now?
Yes, ma’am, all’s well
(Go Grizz)
Yes, ma’am, all’s well
(Winners Circle)

[Chorus]
Dick so good, make a bitch start stalking me
Pussy I jugg, now she won’t stop calling me
Her boyfriend texting and I’m really not caring
She’s really my girl, we was just sharing
We have an argument, she wan’ know can we go out again?
Pull up in the foreign, lay the dick down again
She wan’ see me pon the weekend, we no make promises
(Then she tell me that she love me, but it all sound pretend)

[Verse 1]
Can I feel on your booty? Lick on your pussy?
Grip on your booty? Spit on your pussy?
Caught a lil’ break and we takin’ off
Got a meetin’ tomorrow with the A&R’s
Fitness and wellness, you know how we comin’
Wake up, go jogging, and sprint to the money
I’m a don, I’m a gentleman
I do not indulge with the enemy
I don’t want smoke, I ain’t duckin’ no smoke
And I’m bearin’ arms, any incident
But any more being intimate
She’d’ve stayed there and never bent
Gave her dick and she got addicted
Baby, please get intervention
Stalking leads to a prison sentence
Good nigga, but I come from killing
Sometimes seek comfort in it
Kill the kitty, beat it up
Lay the pipe down, went between your legs
Can’t move man in the bed
Put a hot towel in between your legs
But right now, get rest
I’ma run ’round, be back
In like a month and a half (I’m him)

[Chorus]
Dick so good, make a bitch start stalking me
Pussy I jugg, now she won’t stop calling me
Her boyfriend texting and I’m really not caring
She’s really my girl, we was just sharing
We have an argument, she wan’ know can we go out again?
Pull up in the foreign, lay the dick down again
She wan’ see me pon the weekend, we no make promises
(Then she tell me that she love me, but it all sound pretend)

[Verse 2]
We have a spat and we breaking up
Pardon the body, we making up
You tell me don’t hurt you, I say what’s the purpose?
‘Cause we ’bout to fuck, we ain’t making love
I’m a lil’ nigga from ’round the corner
I wanted to be with you, being honest
People ain’t like to see us together
A beautiful creature with a monster
Small waist, all ass, your lil’ attitude bad
Jumpin’ out a new Jag, flirtin’, your lil’ cute ass
Birkin, bought a new bag, and on the ‘Gram, you entice
I wanna put it in your life, no, you not doing this for likes
I cannot change, all I know is one way
Ridin’ around with no license plates, you wanna be involved
Solitude all my time today, I’m not receiving calls
You ain’t gotta play no role at all (You just gon’ be along)

[Chorus]
Dick so good, make a bitch start stalking me
Pussy I jugg, now she won’t stop calling me
Her boyfriend texting and I’m really not caring
She’s really my girl, we was just sharing
We have an argument, she wan’ know can we go out again?
Pull up in the foreign, lay the dick down again
She wan’ see me pon the weekend, we no make promises
(Then she tell me that she love me, but it all sound pretend)

[Outro]
Put a hot towel in between your legs
But right now, get rest
Put a hot towel in between your legs
But right now, get rest
I’ma run ’round, be back
In like a month and a half

Kevin Gates – RBS Intro Lyrics

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[Intro]
All my life, it been like this
CashMoneyAP
Always
My daddy did this shit
I can’t see no other way
His daddy did this shit
One way
Dumb way
Go Grizz (I’m a real big speaker)

[Verse 1]
Controllin’ shit, I’m scorin’ flippers, ain’t nobody want look
Losin’ focus, burnin’ soda, tryna win off a cook
Thinkin’ situated, if I could just get to a book
Go to Texas, grab a hook and put that bass in the hood
Bitch, I got weight in the hood, I’m up in rank in the hood
My lil’ soldiers on it, I no longer stay in the hood
Quiet as kept, I was the first to put that H in the hood
With Big Marques, I’m sippin’ lean, would take a break if I could
Phone bling-a-ling-a-lingin’, it retarded, come see me (Hello)
Trap do a ninety, it’s a quarter ki’ eater
Hold it down when I’m on lock, callin’ shots from the box
Diamond teeth full of rocks, I’m a real big speaker

[Chorus]
As-salāmu ʿalaykum, akhi
Wa-Alaikum As-Salaam, el Wa Rahmato Allah
Are you well?
I’m a real big speaker
And look, shout out to my bitch, I was penitentiary rich
In the streets I do my shit, I could really feed people
As-salāmu ʿalaykum, mozza, ta’alee, jamelek be jannini
I’m a real big speaker

[Verse 2]
I don’t fear nothin’ but God, I ain’t got no bodyguard
In the streets or on the walk
I’m a real big speaker
I hold it down for the Breadwinner cartel
Wallahi, I sworn to God
With non-believers, I fuss and fall
It’s cold, but it’s fair, but it come with it all
In my pocket, I got… funds, metric ton, love
Chances made a champion, pick that metric ton up (Hold up)
Ayy, keep ’em starin’ in this bitch
I am turnt in the party, diamonds dancin’ in this bitch
Crack a smile, woo, God, bling, blaow, drippin’ water
Necklace is moonwalkin’, Michael Jackson in this bitch
I’m rockin’ some glasses, takin’ some classes
Fast, tilt, two-seater
Presidential when I step, had to catch her breath
She seen the Cartier, got cardiac arrest
You know what happens next, I’m a real big speaker

[Chorus]
As-salāmu ʿalaykum, akhi
Wa-Alaikum As-Salaam, el Wa Rahmato Allah
Are you well?
I’m a real big speaker
And look, shout out to my bitch, I was penitentiary rich
In the streets I do my shit, I could really feed people
As-salāmu ʿalaykum, mozza, ta’alee, jamelek be jannini
I’m a real big speaker

[Outro]
I’m a real big speaker
I’m a real big speaker

Dove Cameron – Waste Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Well you have me in, in your hands
Like a lit, like a lit cigarette
Now I’m here in your room hitting snooze
On the side of your bed
I should’ve known it the day we met
That shit is worse than a hit and run

[Verse 2]
My mom thinks I need therapy
‘Cause I sing, only sing about you
But the thing is that she
Doesn’t know how you do what you do
But you must do this to everyone
That shit is worse than a hit and run

[Chorus]
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste
My love on you

[Verse 3]
When you leave my house, leave my car
Walk away from the restaurant
I admit I panic, I can’t breathe
I bet you do this to everyone
And it’s so cruel, but I’m having fun

[Chorus]
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste

[Post-Chorus]
My love on you
My love on you
My love on you
My love
I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste

[Bridge]
Don’t you want somebody
Who’s gon’ love you like I do
Don’t you want somebody
Who’s gon’ love you like I do

[Chorus]
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste
My love on you

I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste
My love on you

Lukas Graham – Lie Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
So much for supposed-to-be’s
Girl, I wish you luck getting over me
And supposedly
You’re with him, but wish you were holding me
You wish you were holding me

[Pre-Chorus]
Isn’t it, isn’t it something
Whenever you touch him
You don’t feel nothing?
Isn’t it something
How quickly your honesty
Just turns into make-believe?
It turns into make-believe

[Chorus]
Ho-o-o-ow
Dare you li-i-i-ie
To my fa-a-ace?
You can’t sa-a-ay
You’re fine no-o-o-ow

[Verse 2]
Said you’d never call again
Guess it didn’t go how you imagined it
I know what it is (Yeah)
All the time with him, you were wanting this
Yeah, you were wanting this

[Pre-Chorus]
Isn’t it, isn’t it something
How easy you’re falling
Like he was nothing?
Isn’t it something
How quickly your meant-to-be’s (Your meant-to-be’s)
Just turned into history?
They turned into history

[Chorus]
Ho-o-o-ow
Dare you li-i-i-ie
To my fa-a-ace?
You can’t sa-a-ay
You’re fine no-o-o-ow

[Bridge]
You said he was perfect (You said he was perfect)
You said it was working (You said it was working)
You said you were certain (You said you were certain)
Now, why would you lie? (Now, why would you lie?)
It’s okay, look into my eyes and let’s agree
You’ve been lying to yourself, not just to me

[Chorus]
Ho-o-o-ow
Dare you li-i-i-ie
To my fa-a-ace?
You can’t sa-a-ay
You’re fine no-o-o-ow

Young M.A – The Lyfestyle Lyrics

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[Intro]
Woo
Woo
Ayo man, I feel like I’ve been humble too long, man
I’m too humble, man (Woo)
Fuck all that humble shit, uh

[Chorus]
Uh, fuck bein’ humble
Put your money where your mouth is
Matter fact, make it double
Blue strips by the bundle
Foreign cars in the huddle (Skrrt)
Baby, I just wanna fuck you
Grabbin’ on your bubble, pullin’ on your frontal
Then it’s back to the hustle (Huh?)
Fuck bein’ humble
Blue strips by the bundle
Pinky ring out the puddle (Woo)
Hot sauce on the Ruffles (Woo)
Gang gang out the jungle (Gang)
.30 Glock, we a couple (Brr)
More money, more trouble, cake on funnel, vision on tunnel (Woo)

[Verse 1]
Gotta get it by any means
Billy Hope, but got plenty dreams
Turtle to a rabbit (Huh?)
Even when I walk, still in the lead
You lil’ niggas better take it ease (Huh?)
Treatin’ life like Baby Boy
Give her head, then I take the keys (Woo)
Bend the block like she bend her knees (Skrrt)
My presence speak for me, I don’t even gotta say a word (Shh)
My hitta sweep for me, all I gotta do is say the word (Grr)
Used to hustle out the Chevy Cruise, couldn’t play the curb (Skrrt)
The game will teach you a lot, but you gotta play to learn (Facts)
Paper cuts when I count it up (Huh?)
Skyscrapers when I pile it up (Huh?)
Double cup when I brown it up (Huh?)
I’m a queen, nigga, crown me up (Huh?)
I’m a queen, nigga, crown me up (Huh?)
I’m a queen, nigga, crown me up (Huh?)
I’m a queen, nigga, crown me up

[Chorus]
Fuck bein’ humble
Put your money where your mouth is
Matter fact, make it double
Blue strips by the bundle
Foreign cars in the huddle (Skrrt)
Baby, I just wanna fuck you
Grabbin’ on your bubble, pullin’ on your frontal
Then it’s back to the hustle (Huh?)
Fuck bein’ humble
Blue strips by the bundle
Pinky ring out the puddle (Woo)
Hot sauce on the Ruffles (Woo)
Gang gang out the jungle (Gang)
.30 Glock, we a couple (Grr)
More money, more trouble, cake on funnel, vision on tunnel (Woo)

[Verse 2]
I’m motivation for my people (Yes)
Yeah we different, but we equal (Yes)
Eye to eye with the real (Huh?)
The fake niggas I can see through (Huh?)
I hate payin’ bills
Yeah I’m rich, but I’m cheap, too (Uh)
Food stamps out the Key Food (Yeah)
Oh well, man, that’s free food

[Bridge]
Yeah
I can’t change
I can’t change my ways
That’s my wristlet, and yes I’m rich, bitch
And that’s word to Rick James (I’m rich, bitch)
I stay in my lane (Skrrt)
I drink away my pain (Yes)
Matter of fact, pass me that bottle
I need to pour up

[Chorus]
Fuck bein’ humble
Put your money where your mouth is
Matter fact, make it double
Blue strips by the bundle
Foreign cars in the huddle (Skrrt)
Baby, I just wanna fuck you
Grabbin’ on your bubble, pullin’ on your frontal
Then it’s back to the hustle (Huh?)
Fuck bein’ humble
Blue strips by the bundle
Pinky ring out the puddle (Woo)
Hot sauce on the Ruffles (Woo)
Gang gang out the jungle (Gang)
.30 Glock, we a couple (Grr)
More money, more trouble, cake on funnel, vision on tunnel (Woo)

DaBaby – VIBEZ Lyrics

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[Intro]
Let’s go (Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that motherfuckin’ beat? Ah, nah)
You know it’s Baby, nigga, hahaha
Hah
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one), ha

[Chorus]
She wanna fuck with me, but I don’t got the time (Mmh, mmh)
I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
Go call my chauffeur, bitch, ’cause I don’t like to drive
We in Suburbans back to back and we gon’ fill ’em up with vibes (Let’s go)

[Verse 1]
Fill ’em with vibes (Yeah), get in and ride (Yeah, yeah)
And no, a nigga not blind (Uh-uh)
But I keep the stick and I’m firin’ (Bitch)
I ain’t met a nigga in life
That’s fuckin’ with me, say he did, then he lyin’ (Mmh, mmh)
Got so many vibes stuffed in the car
We can fuck them hoes six at a time (No cap)
I make them hoes say, “That nigga so fine” (Ooh)
“Girl, he got the dick you can feel in your spine” (Yeah)
Yeah, that what they say about Baby
You know that them bitches don’t play about Baby
Baby should go run for president
Look what God did, took his time with me (Yeah, yeah)
Got a red and white ho like a peppermint (Ooh)
Book the hotel, take the vibes in
She gon’ fuck me and fuck on my brethren (Uh)
My brother ‘nem, havin’ three hoes in the king size
I ain’t finished yet (Mmh), get another bitch (Mmh)
Got her ridin’ dick and screamin’, “Yeehaw” (Mmh, mmh, mmh, mmh)
Make me proud, girl, you a cowgirl (Huh?)
Did a handstand, I’m like, “Wow, girl” (Okay, okay)
Got me fuckin’ her upside-down (Ooh, mmh), baow, baow
Yeah, we goin’ dumb, say she wanna cum (Mmh)
I’m lookin’ like, “When?” She lookin’ like, “Now”
Some more came in, say they want it too
I tagged in my brother, bitch, I’m out (Bye), I know

[Chorus]
She wanna fuck with me, but I don’t got the time (Mmh, mmh, yeah)
I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
Go call my chauffeur, bitch, ’cause I don’t like to drive
We in Suburbans back to back and we gon’ fill ’em up with vibes (Let’s go)
She wanna fuck on me, but I don’t got the time (Mmh, mmh)
I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
Go call my chauffeur, bitch, ’cause I don’t like to drive
We in Suburbans back to back and we gon’ fill ’em up with vibes (Look)

[Verse 2]
Let’s get on a jet (Yeah), come give me some neck (Yeah, yeah)
She ain’t pickin’ up (Huh?), and her nigga just called, she gon’ send him a text
I don’t need no doc’, bitch, you know I’m a dog, better send me the vet
Ever made you a million? I tell ’em, “Riddle me that,” ain’t offended me yet
My bitch drink Bacardi, I’m in this bitch feelin’ like ‘Set (Okurr), quarter mil’ on my neck
One-point-two on the crib, four hundred thou’ on the whip, dickin’ down your lil’ bitch
I’m ’bout to go buy me a coupe (Zoom)
Pull up, make the doors raise the roof (Yeah)
Louis V army fatigue (Yes, sir)
Hop out with a pole like a troop (Yeah, get in there)
Baby Ray Allen from three (Swish)
You leave me open, I shoot (Baow, baow)
We like Martin and Pam at the hotel (Uh)
We kickin’ hoes out, get the boot (Mmh)
These hoes catchin’ bodies, they ’bout it (Yeah)
We having new vibes in the lobby (New vibes)
That’s wherever we go, ain’t no problem (No problem)
I just told a bitch no, she was childish (Bye)
Pulled up like

[Chorus]
She wanna fuck with me, but I don’t got the time (Mmh, mmh)
I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
Go call my chauffeur, bitch, ’cause I don’t like to drive
We in Suburbans back to back and we gon’ fill ’em up with vibes

Kevin Gates – Bags Lyrics

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[Intro]
F-F-F-Flamin’
Bitch
Bitches out here tryna come up on a nigga, you heard me?
You not ’bout to ball off me so you can go and press another nigga, you bitch ass, pussy ass ho
Right game, wrong nigga

[Chorus]
I want a bag, you want my bag, so we chasing the same thing
I did you bad, okay, my bad, baby, this ain’t the same thing
You wanna stand on side a nigga, you knowing my name ring
All these diamonds blind a nigga, my watch and my chain bling
You gon’ stand on side a nigga, yeah
You gon’ stand on side a nigga, yeah
Bet you gon’ stand on side a nigga, you knowing my name ring
I want a bag, you want my bag, so we chasing the same thing

[Verse 1]
You just gon’ stand on side a nigga
All my diamonds blindin’ niggas
And if I look in your direction
I’m just looking, you not special
I got partners who got pressure
We just fucked your ho together
Drop the numbers on the brick
I brought the load in with no effort
I just flew to Mexi’, Cali, I won’t be home in a month
You know your friend, she call me zaddy, I can tell she wanna fuck
All that hating shit won’t stop me, you know I do what I want
She want Baby, she want Brasi, she don’t know which one she want

[Chorus]
I want a bag, you want my bag, so we chasing the same thing
I did you bad, okay, my bad, baby, this ain’t the same thing
You wanna stand on side a nigga, you knowing my name ring
All these diamonds blind a nigga, my watch and my chain bling
You gon’ stand on side a nigga, yeah
You gon’ stand on side a nigga, yeah
Bet you gon’ stand on side a nigga, you knowing my name ring
I want a bag, you want my bag, so we chasing the same thing

[Verse 2]
Ho, ho, you know I’m pressure when I step out
Somebody take a picture to the jail, I’m ’bout to mail out
Upright, independent feelings, I don’t care ’bout what you care ’bout
Gotta focus on my children, when I can, I try to help out
Some people feeling left out, I’m grinding all last year
If you know me then you know ’bout my year before that year
I was locked behind the fence being discriminated against
Now I got entertainment, women wanna be intimate with the kid
Wanna be intimate with the kid
I been workin’ out on my heart, I’m trying diligently to forget
Then remember what you did
It’s been difficult for to forgive
Finally, I understand it
We come from two different planets
Keeping it platinum so demanding

[Chorus]
I want a bag, you want my bag, so we chasing the same thing
I did you bad, okay, my bad, baby, this ain’t the same thing
You wanna stand on side a nigga, you knowing my name ring
All these diamonds blind a nigga, my watch and my chain bling
You gon’ stand on side a nigga, yeah
You gon’ stand on side a nigga, yeah
Bet you gon’ stand on side a nigga, you knowing my name ring
I want a bag, you want my bag, so we chasing the same thing

Kevin Gates – Betta for You Lyrics

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[Intro]
Say, Islah
Trenchwerk
You know I love you so much, and
XL Eagle made it
My baby, and I just
I want you to know this shit, you heard me? No matter what
Nard & B

[Chorus]
It seem like every day you growin’, I’m like wow
I love to see you smile, bae, it kill me when you cry
I wish I could hide you from the world but I know I
Can’t stop none of this pain you ’bout to feel ’cause I’m not God
Bae, I wish I could be better for you, better for you
Bae, I wish I could be better for you, better for you
Baby, one day I’ll better for you, better for you
Baby, one day I’ll better for you, better for you, baby

[Verse 1]
Your mother had you water birthed and I skipped out, I was scared
I was afraid to be a failure, prayed my faith would prevail
I came back, you had an attitude, you was young but you knew
90 days back in BR, then I decided I’m through
I’m in the streets and I’m sippin’, can’t lay down on my children
Went back to jail after your birthday, I went in on a Monday
In compliance with my agent, they detained me for nothing
God must’ve saved from something, maybe myself and my money
Obtained some wealth and quit hustling, now I’m doing it with music
Safe to say I’m flying smarter by the way I’m raising my daughter
Hope you meet a man that’s thoughtful that remind you of your father
I take as much of your pain as I can whenever you call

[Chorus]
It seem like every day you growin’, I’m like wow
I love to see you smile, bae, it kill me when you cry
I wish I could hide you from the world but I know I
Can’t stop none of this pain you ’bout to feel ’cause I’m not God
Bae, I wish I could be better for you, better for you
Bae, I wish I could be better for you, better for you
Baby, one day I’ll better for you, better for you
Baby, one day I’ll better for you, better for you, baby

[Verse 2]
Your Uncle Mozzy died, I know you’re starting to realize what that mean
Magic on Monday just for wings, ride around and sip lean
Studios and gas stations every day, this just me
I tell you bye, I watch you cry ’cause you ain’t want me to leave
I bring a sack, we sit there, run through that together
We so much alike, you sensitive, that mean be careful
Stand on what I taught you, bae, respect yourself forever
Make your own decisions, we all got feelings, some people gon’ ruffle your feathers
Your brother, make sure he protect you
And I mean it, make sure you protected
A few storms you gon’ have to weather
While it’s goin’, might seem like forever
It only last for a matter of seconds
Stay strong how you get a blessing
Stay humble, not ever neglecting
For love, you just one of them lessons

[Chorus]
It seem like every day you growin’, I’m like wow
I love to see you smile, bae, it kill me when you cry
I wish I could hide you from the world but I know I
Can’t stop none of this pain you ’bout to feel ’cause I’m not God
Bae, I wish I could be better for you, better for you
Bae, I wish I could be better for you, better for you
Baby, one day I’ll better for you, better for you
Baby, one day I’ll better for you, better for you, baby

[Outro]
Trenchwerk

Kevin Gates – By My Lonely Lyrics

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[Intro]
Killers in my hood, they know me by my first name
You know ’em by their work name, I know ’em by their birth name
Type of weight make a man stand on principle
Kill yourself but get your whole fam slammed on principle

[Chorus]
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
Fuck nigga, I don’t wanna be your homie (For real)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, Speaker Knockerz, I just ordered up, I got a hundred in
Keep the mop, watch how you talk to me, bitch, I’m not one of them
General for real, g-give a decree, the streets salute me
Sweaty sheets, jumpin’ up outta my sleep, this how we gotta go eat
Safety pin apiece, cocaine resin stuck on the side of the scale
Watchin’ the cameras
If you can deal with the smell, dealin’ with paraphernal’
Weight in the pale, keepin’ ’em off of the trail
Texture up under my nails
Storm comin’, bond money, inevitable that you sit in a cell

[Chorus]
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
Fuck nigga, I don’t wanna be your homie (For real)

[Verse 2]
Sick and tired of my phone ringin’, workin’ that bitch, I’m takin’ a call (Hello)
Workin’ with bricks, I’m drivin’ a car, (Killer) got my body hard
Big ol’ stepper with a rod, shop in the mall, no bodyguard
Heavy metal in my section, I’m controllin’, I’m in charge
It’s the heavily respected, I’ll take a bitch to war
Bitch, I got steppers in my section, bodies on their firearms
Blow the clothes off your back, boom, boom, set off car alarms
C-C-Carbon with a drum, tiger, you no try to run
Give a fuck ’bout your Chanel (I don’t)
I’m tied in with the mayor (Achoo)
Go sit down, went to jail
I’m part of the cartel
I’m a Breadwinner don and we came up from nothin’
And we prayed off crumbs, I was raised in the slums

[Chorus]
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
Fuck nigga, I don’t wanna be your homie (For real)

Young M.A – Sober Thoughts Lyrics

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[Intro: Max YB]
Oh, nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah, ya-yeah

[Verse 1: Young M.A.]
Disciplinin’ my habits, went distant on my attachments
I had to turn my presence to absence
Stuck in a cage, questionin’ the hours and days
Depressional phase, my tunnel vision startin’ to fade
I started to marry my thoughts, already engaged
Not knowing my next move had me going insane
Depending on alcohol to get me over the pain
Praying my habit don’t ever have me turn to cocaine
I won’t allow this temporary pain to turn to a stain
I wanna live but my joy for life is stuck in the grave
God I need you more than ever, I was hoping you came
So used to holdin’ shit in, it’s kinda hard to explain
Picasso the best way to put it
Before you knew the meaning of it, you misunderstood it
Far from perfect, did a lot of shit I knew I shouldn’t
Duckin’ my demons but they comin’ like a movin’ bullet
Shit, it’s crazy out here, it’s like I love it and I hate it out here
Gotta be mentally stable out here, just to make it out here
Never slippin’, everyday I’m aware
If I ain’t got it, I’ll go get it, and I’ll make it appear
Tough love, being assertive, that’s the way that I care
When I’m distant and I ignore you, then to me you ain’t there
When I erase you that’s when you worry, replace yo ass in a hurry
That’s the truth, not a dare, nigga do not compare

[Chorus: Max YB]
All this pain in me, I want it washed away
I gotta keep faith in me, these niggas want me dead
I gotta stay strong, stay strong
I’ve been fightin’ all my life, oh
May God watch my soul

[Verse 2: Young M.A.]
Only people that think that I fell off is people who wasn’t supportin’ before the fame and the fortune
My fanbase was already a force and
I was sellin’ out shows before the radio sources
Meanin’ the grind of independence what got me in it
Not a co-sign or a mention and this is not fiction
Now I’m feelin’ attention from muhfuckers that once was dick-lickin’, and pic-flickin’ friendship
And this isn’t no damn fool
I know the game so it’s cool
And when you play the game, play it by the rules, uh
Mama ain’t raise no coon, I know the difference between loved and used
Life is just hugs and bruises, care and crew
Fuck desire, my heart pump fire, ooh
Don’t inhale my fumes, I’m toxic, caged in like zoos
Boxed in like boxin’, in the studio locked in
Man you couldn’t walk a block in my shoes
Not even my socks, shit
Came from the bottom that’s why I fuck with the top shit
I’m talkin’ ’bout that never, ever, ever in stock shit
I don’t pop shit, I speak knowledge, just call me a prophet
And if you pay attention then you payin’ homage
Cheap jeans with paid pockets, this poundcake got these weight watchers weight watchin’, uh
I ain’t stoppin’ like Hov said
Sit in front of the Bentley, with the doors out like bow-legs
I hate a bitch with a fat ass and no legs
I love a bitch with some crack pussy and dope head
Broke bread with niggas, all I got was a thank you
And you got some other niggas out here sayin’ they made you, ha
The game tryin’ to erase you, got my foot on they necks
You disrespect the tech I’ll give you a facial, uh
Apologies to my exes, and no this ain’t my confessions
Appreciate your time and investment, patience and effort
Having ya’ll was part of a blessin’
Y’all all belong on the cover of Essence
No hard feelings, no love lost
No bad blood, your love is a bad drug
But better to have love than no love
I need a blunt, KorLeone, can you roll one?
And smoke one?

[Chorus: Max YB]
All this pain in me, I want it washed away
I gotta keep faith in me, these niggas want me dead
I gotta stay strong, stay strong
I’ve been fightin’ all my life, oh
May God watch my soul, ah

[Outro: Max YB]
Oh, all these battles I’ve been fighting
Ooh, all these battles I’ve been fighting
I just gotta keep on goin’ on, on and on, and on, ooh-oh

Kevin Gates – Face Down Lyrics

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[Intro]
Damn, Chose, beat this ***** up
She always tell me that she mad, then I touch her soul
She always tell me that we done and then she touch her toes
They always tell her she should leave, she tell ’em they don’t know
She say she can’t take no more and turn around and take some more

[Chorus]
Face down, make-up sex (Make-up sex)
Dick so good, she ignore my texts (Know what’s up)
And she show up on my steps, she like, “Where it’s at?” (Like, what up?)
Tell her bend it over, I’m gon’ break her back (Yeah, yeah)
Face down, make-up sex (Love the sex)
Choke her while I fuck her, she in love with that (Love)
Grippin’ on her waist, I make her bust it back, wind
She keep her face down, (Down) face down

[Verse 1]
I tell the truth, if that’s a problem, go find you a yes man (Right)
Please don’t blame me for the problems you had with the next man (Cleared for departure)
Need to make up your mind ‘fore the jet land
You know I’m fly, pass you by, ain’t hard to get jetlag
Stuck in my ways, over the phone you talkin’ sideways (Hello)
Up in my face, want me to park this dick in your driveway (Right)
Pullin’ your hair, you callin’ me, “Daddy,” huh, know it’s a cryin’ shame
Sex too hard, show no remorse when you makin’ that cryin’ face (Yes, Lord)

[Chorus]
Face down, make-up sex (Make-up sex)
Dick so good, she ignore my texts (Know what’s up)
And she show up on my steps, she like, “Where it’s at?” (Like, what up?)
Tell her bend it over, I’m gon’ break her back (Yeah, yeah)
Face down, make-up sex (Love the sex)
Choke her while I fuck her, she in love with that (Love)
Grippin’ on her waist, I make her bust it back, wind
She keep her face down, (Down) face down

[Verse 2]
I bite your cheeks with my teeth, then *kiss* the top of your ass-crack (Your ass-crack)
Bend you over, kiss the top of your shoulders, gettin’ your ass smacked
I nibble the back of your neck and lick in your ear, you knowin’ I’m here
Not too loud ’cause you got neighbors around, but I want ’em to hear
Bae, I love the face you makin’ when I’m in your stomach in front of the mirror (Ayy)
And we had an argument, I’m solvin’ it when I rip from the rear
I’ll eat your clit out from behind, I crack a smile, a chandelier
You shot the text, applyin’ pressure, Breadwinner atmosphere

[Chorus]
Face down, make-up sex (Make-up sex)
Dick so good, she ignore my texts (Know what’s up)
And she show up on my steps, she like, “Where it’s at?” (Like, what up?)
Tell her bend it over, I’m gon’ break her back (Yeah, yeah)
Face down, make-up sex (Love the sex)
Choke her while I fuck her, she in love with that (Love)
Grippin’ on her waist, I make her bust it back, wind
She keep her face down, (Down) face down (Face down)

[Outro]
DJ Chose

Young M.A – Smoove Kriminal Lyrics

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[Intro]
Smooth ass nigga, man

[Verse 1]
I’m a smooth criminal
And when you say my name, use two syllables (“M.A.”)
I’m finna get some money, what are you finna do?
My jewelry so sick, I need a new physical (Woo, woo, woo)
I don’t even want her if she too typical (No)
The woman of my dreams will be a true miracle (True)
Don’t got time for love because it’s too difficult
I can tell you ’bout my past, but it’s just too critical (Damn)
Don’t like a lot of people, they be too miserable (True)
Drama, drama, drama, it’s just too pitiful (True)
This industry is fake, it’s just too fictional (Damn)
I can school your favorite rappers, I’m your new principal
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ha ha

[Chorus]
Uh, I’m a smooth criminal (Ayy)
I’m a sexy-ass, cocky individual (That’s right)
And I’m stubborn, grudge-holdin, [?] unforgivable (Unforgivable)
I’m forever in your heart, unforgettable (Unforgettable)
I drink champagne for breakfast when I feel the pressure (That’s what I do)
I kick women out my house when they bein’ extra (That’s what I do)
I always learn the hard way when I learn a lesson (What I do)
Even when I’m wrong, I’m right, don’t need no correction (That’s right, ayy)

[Verse 2]
Smooth with it, and I’m cool with it (And I’m cool with it)
And you won’t know I move with it, when I move with it (When I move)
New AP, I just put a pool in it (I put a pool in it)
With the white face, like I put a moon in it (I put a moon in it)
Porsche, Porsche with the horse, vroom, vroom in it (Skrrt)
When the cops “whoop, whoop”, zoom, zoom in it (Skrrt)
Never snitchin’, you would never hear, “You did it” (No)
Tell the pig, “Oh, we don’t know who did it” (We don’t know!)
I had a lot of bad days, needed better days (Uh huh)
Why the hate never leave? Love never stays (Never stays)
I’m in the bank and my bag arm in my waist (In my waist)
I’m in my bag and my business, arm in my lane (In my lane)
I stay away from it, I went and got my groceries
And I made somethin’ (I made somethin’)
And if I had to change somethin’, I’ma change nothin’ (Change, no)
And if they try to take somethin’, I’ma spray somethin’
And I’ma lay somethin’ (Brr)
‘Cause

[Chorus]
Uh, I’m a smooth criminal (Ooh)
I’m a sexy-ass, cocky individual (That’s what I do)
And I’m stubborn, grudge-holdin’, unforgivable (Unforgivable)
I’m forever in your heart, unforgettable (Unforgettable)
I drink champagne for breakfast when I feel the pressure (That’s what I do)
I kick women out my house when they bein’ extra (That’s what I do)
I always learn the hard way when I learn a lesson (That’s what I do)
Even when I’m wrong, I’m right, don’t need no correction (I don’t need it)
No

[Bridge]
Moonwalkin’ on the hater, ayy, ayy (Moonwalkin’, watch out, watch out)
Moonwalkin’ on the hater, ayy (Ooh, watch out, watch out, watch out)
Moonwalkin’ to the paper, ayy (Ooh, watch out for my money, hey)
I’m moonwalkin’ on the hater, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
I’m a smooth criminal
I’m a sexy-ass, cocky individual
And I’m stubborn, grudge-holdin’, unforgivable
I’m forever in your heart, unforgettable
I drink champagne for breakfast when I feel the pressure
I kick women out my house when they bein’ extra
I always learn the hard way when I learn a lesson
Even when I’m wrong, I’m right, don’t need no correction

Kevin Gates – Fatal Attraction Lyrics

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[Intro]
It ain’t a day that go by that I don’t think about you
Don’t play around with love, under the love spell
(Yeah, women are smart)
(Women are smart)
Don’t play around with love, under the love spell
Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)

[Chorus]
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction

[Verse 1]
I was in a pretty cool mood, needed action
I pull up in something vroom vroom, push your back in
I was in a very dark place, I wasn’t happy
You came in my life and that balance got established
Don’t play around with love, under the love spell
Don’t be touching me, I’m delicate, you need to be fucked well
Your boyfriend a detective, hit from the back, say fuck 12
With your water, you just cover me and bae say, “Aw, yeah”

[Chorus]
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction

[Verse 2]
Don’t play around with love, under the love spell
I’m in your stomach, I’m in your ribs, I’m ringing your love bell
I’m on your mind, they callin’ you that
I hit decline, ain’t calling you back
I been neglected, showing affection
I got protection from all of that
I’m on the grind, I’m balling with stacks
It was a blessing to be in my presence
You wasn’t fine before all of that
You a finesser, got a lil’ stress
I wasn’t applyin’, I’m fallin’ back
I got a new dancer
Whenever I’m smashin’, she go to scratching
Look like a panther just been climbing on my back

[Chorus]
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction

[Outro]
From attraction
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction

Kevin Gates – Fly Again Lyrics

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[Chorus]
Back against the wall, what do you hold onto? (Yung Lan on the track)
I know it’s something that we all go through
Just aim for yours
When it rains, it pours
I’ll learn how to fly again

[Verse 1]
Painful game, I made mistakes, but I ain’t never tell on nobody
They called me names, I fell on my face, I started sellin’ narcotics
Thrown in crosses, took some losses, never complained, I went got it
I thought I would be Muhammad Ali, but I didn’t make it with boxing
Defied the odds, went got me a job, but they wasn’t paying me proper
Rap game passed me lots of times, I never hate on nobody
I’m a gangster, my heart colder than Chicago
This black Impala just put bullets in my car door

[Pre-Chorus]
Lord know my heart and I got so much l love to give
He who tries gotta die, put on murder gloves for him, yeah
Lord know my heart and I got so much l love to give
He who tries gotta die, put on murder gloves for him, yeah

[Chorus]
Back against the wall, what do you hold onto?
I know it’s something that we all go through
Just aim for yours
When it rains, it pours
I’ll learn how to fly again

[Post-Chorus]
I was born a prince
The supreme council had advised against this
But I was in love, and I followed my heart

[Verse 2]
No getting used to living a human life (Uh-uh)
May sound stupid, I’m not human, but I’m human-like (Right)
My skin glow in the dark, it’s only safe for me to move at night
Sometimes my eyes turn black while in the pale moonlight (I got you)
I’m your guardian angel (Who?), and it translates into Kevin (Kevin)
No love like mine, another lifetime, we used to be together (We used to be together)
It hurt my heart to see you hurt, in desperate need of affection
Gave up my wings and fell in love, was ‘posed to be your protector
Love somebody else, you broke my heart and it’s just not getting better
The angels telling me that God won’t let me back into Heaven
Bae, I’m tired of playing games with you
I know inside, you feel the same way I do
We the reciprocal of one another, come from the same star
We got the same O’s under our nose and we got the same scars
LA Fitness, wasn’t surprised at all, we driving the same car
Same mall, shopping on impulse, I don’t find it all
Breadwinner, moving them kilos ’round, I’ma supply the raw
Great pretenders, we on the Instagram actin’ like we not involved

[Chorus]
Back against the wall, what do you hold onto?
I know it’s something that we all go through
Just aim for yours
When it rains, it pours
I’ll learn how to fly again
I’ll learn how to fly again
I’ll learn how to fly again
I’ll learn how to fly again
I’ll learn how to fly again
I’ll learn how to fly again

[Outro]
Your majesty
The royal court’s decision is respected and it’s entirely part of Breadwinner world court and executive style
But we both know how to exercise our passionate speech by fluctuation of tone and pitch
May have aroused unwanted recollections of negative occurrences
But no harm would’ve ever come to one possessing royal blood from dying on hand
For as we move in the signs of love, true peace, freedom, and justice
Only he that draws his sword shall be met with brute force
If you would’ve decreed that matter saying we were cleared for departure
I would’ve threw it all away and accepted whatever ridicule or consequence behind my actions
For I believe in our love
And one day maybe in this eternity or another
You’ll see yourself for what I know you to be
A queen
If you ever need me for anything, this line never changes
Such is my love for you
For you are me, and I am you
I’m in love with you
The short moments we shared will forever be appreciated
I never withheld anything from you because my heart rests securely with you
I know you’d never do me a bitch ass thing
My heart will forever hurt to be in your arms
But at least we both know I’m willing to die for my beliefs
‘Cause I’ve died for you before
And regret it not
For I did it all for the glory of love
In closing
I remain the same, I come as I leave
Upright, independent, and fearless
We just both good at pretending
I love you forever
Prince Salahudin
Prince Salahudin
Prince Salahudin

Kevin Gates – Funny How Lyrics

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[Intro]
Yung Lan on the track
It’s how these hoes do, bro
When shit don’t go, man
They gon’ jump whatever dick jumpin’ at the time, you heard me

[Chorus]
You know I find it funny how, you was actin’ funny ’round me
Wouldn’t let me touch you, ow, think I’m disgustin’
Or I prolly wouldn’t get enough money, ouch
I had to buckle down
You my motivation, you the reason why I hustle now
You know I find it funny how, you been actin’ funny now
My name rangin’ money, power, showin’ off your body now
Dancin’ to my music, loud, every show you in the crowd
Textin’ me and tellin’ me I’m dead, I’m gonna love you long

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I coulda been like Chance the Rapper
Penitentiary chances, I took a chance at rappin’
Black sheep of the family
Everything I touched would turn to shit
Nobody proud of me
Consistently a fuck up like a black cloud was surrounding me
Niggas I was loyal to, behind my back they clownin’ me
I was really diggin’ this lil’ bitch and she skipped out on me
With this NFL nigga, she went out of town on me
Shoutout to the disbelievers, ‘preciate you for doubtin’ me
When that shit happened with this one, you went put that in the hood
But they both know what’s happenin’ with me, I eat that pussy good
You exposed yourself and now, shit you would never know about
I took a shot, get outta line, you get your brains blowed out

[Chorus]
You know I find it funny how, you was actin’ funny ’round me
Wouldn’t let me touch you, ow, think I’m disgustin’
Or I prolly wouldn’t get enough money, ouch
I had to buckle down
You my motivation, you the reason why I hustle now
You know I find it funny how, you been actin’ funny now
My name rangin’ money, power, showin’ off your body now
Dancin’ to my music, loud, every show you in the crowd
Textin’ me and tellin’ me I’m dead, I’m gonna love you down

[Verse 2]
You know I’m platinum, I got status on some hood shit
You know I wish, I could not see through all your bullshit
You know I wish it could be us, we could good with it
I done tipped off, a thousand miles past hood rich
I ain’t forget where I came from, we was in them trenches
I can’t forget all my day ones, know I miss you niggas
You did me dirty, now I got you niggas in your feelings
I’m in the booty club, throwin’ money at them strippers
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t know how, I don’t know how to turn down (Say look, it retarded)
God sent me an angel when he sent me Dreka
And it all while in a drought, we made ’em all believe ’em

[Chorus]
You know I find it funny how, you was actin’ funny ’round me
Wouldn’t let me touch you, ow, think I’m disgustin’
Or I prolly wouldn’t get enough money, ouch
I had to buckle down
You my motivation, you the reason why I hustle now
You know I find it funny how, you been actin’ funny now
My name rangin’ money, power, showin’ off your body now
Dancin’ to my music, loud, every show you in the crowd
Textin’ me and tellin’ me I’m dead, I’m gonna love you long

[Outro]
Ayy
Don’t let me catch you niggas standin’ there, uh
I’m supposed to be your baby, I’m supposed to be your baby now

Kevin Gates – Have You Ever Lyrics

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[Intro]
This for all the niggas that come up out the real slums, you know?
You was wearin’ your uniform maybe three weeks in a row, you heard me?
Yeah, it’s stains on your shirt, you know?
Stains on your clothes, you heard me?
Real talk, projects

[Chorus]
Have you ever been treated like you wasn’t shit? (Wasn’t shit)
Backstabbed by the niggas you was fuckin’ with (Fuckin’ with)
Laughed at by the niggas you was runnin’ with (Runnin’ with)
Treated bad by a bitch ’cause you wasn’t rich (Wasn’t rich)
Have you ever been treated like you wasn’t shit? (Wasn’t shit)
Backstabbed by the niggas you was fuckin’ with (Fuckin’ with)
Laughed at by the niggas you was runnin’ with (Runnin’ with)
Treated bad by a bitch ’cause you wasn’t rich (Wasn’t rich)

[Verse 1]
How many people had to walk and had to catch a ride? (What’s up?)
The bus just passed by, but you wasn’t there on time
The club just let out and you not even fly (Damn)
The block just shut down, you gotta stay and grind
The streets know, somebody play, it be a homicide (Boom, boom)
Unanswered prayers make you start to not believe in God (What?)
Good nigga, then she forced you to the evil side
No transportation, different cars for you to keep a job
Family tellin’ you to pray, but you so sick and tired
Hard to hold your head up if you don’t even try
In the ghetto where the celebrate when people die (What?)
But I believe in you, keep on reachin’ for the sky

[Chorus]
Have you ever been treated like you wasn’t shit? (Wasn’t shit)
Backstabbed by the niggas you was fuckin’ with (Fuckin’ with)
Laughed at by the niggas you was runnin’ with (Runnin’ with)
Treated bad by a bitch ’cause you wasn’t rich (Wasn’t rich)
Have you ever been treated like you wasn’t shit? (Wasn’t shit)
Backstabbed by the niggas you was fuckin’ with (Fuckin’ with)
Laughed at by the niggas you was runnin’ with (Runnin’ with)
Treated bad by a bitch ’cause you wasn’t rich (Let’s go, let’s go)

[Verse 2]
Finally got on your shit, you graduated, you got your own spot (Own spot)
Started off sellin’ them nicks, you doin’ your shit, went and got a whole block
Puttin’ that dick on this lil’ bitty bitch who did you wrong now
Brush the aluminum texture on your whip, your money strong now
Prepay, that’s a flip, you caught a play, then put the phone down (What up?)
Who you gettin’ out your body, will it take a toll now?
You ain’t really with all that hype, but shit, you pull that chrome out (That fire)
You drop fast, do the dash and hit the gas on ’em
Afghanistan with them racks, drop a bag on ’em
Turnin’ nothin’ into somethin’, we gon’ be alright
Went to Emit, spun some chips and now your dentures alright
Big body foreign, headlights

[Chorus]
Have you ever been treated like you wasn’t shit? (I’m not livin’ like that?)
Backstabbed by the niggas you was fuckin’ with (What up? Fuckin’ with)
Laughed at by the niggas you was runnin’ with (Runnin’ with, kicked all in my ass, you heard me? Yeah)
Treated bad by a bitch ’cause you wasn’t rich (Wasn’t rich)
Have you ever been treated like you wasn’t shit? (Wasn’t shit)
Backstabbed by the niggas you was fuckin’ with (Fuckin’ with)
Laughed at by the niggas you was runnin’ with (Runnin’ with)
Treated bad by a bitch ’cause you wasn’t rich

[Outro]
Niggas sayin’ I want it, I need it in my life, you heard me?
And it’s like a nigga wait ’til they get in front a ho and then get to tryna shit on me
Man, you could’ve gave me that in the car, dick, you heard me? Ayy
And the Rollie bust down
And the Rollie bust down
And the Rollie bust down
And the Rollie bust down

Young M.A – RNID Lyrics

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[Intro]
*Burp* (Oh)
Fuck it, you can keep that
I’m smacked
Yeah, I’m smacked
Ayy, yeah, uh

[Chorus]
Queen shit (Oh)
I got everything I need, but still I need shit (Oh)
I’m about my business now, fuck all that street shit (Oh)
I just mind my business, I don’t hear or see shit (Oh)
She with you, but she still stalk me on some creep shit (Oh)
It’s easy to get that bread, but damn, it’s hard to keep shit (Oh)
Uh, I keep it a hunnit every time, that G shit
Life is just a hole in disguise and that’s some deep shit
Uh, queen shit, uh
I’m a side outside
Call the po-po, ho (Call the po-po)
Call the po-po, ho (Call the po-po)
Call the po-po, ho (Ooh)

[Verse 1]
Back on that bull (Bull)
Still wishin’ you would (Wishin’ you would)
I’m in your hood (Hood)
I heard you ain’t got no pull (Ain’t got no pull)
I can’t save you, ho
I did whatever I could (Did whatever I could)
Ay girl, chase that bag (Chase that bag)
You did whatever you should (You did whatever you should)
I can’t play no club, you talkin’ free, you can’t talk to me, you know (Can’t talk to me)
She don’t date no scrub, she don’t date for free
She don’t date for free (She don’t date for free)

[Refrain]
Uh
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Gotta have what?)
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Gotta have what?)
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Gotta have rich nigga ID, ooh)
Gotta have lit nigga ID (Gotta have lit nigga ID)
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Gotta have lit nigga ID)
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Woo)

[Verse 2]
Walk out the bank (Woo), uh, count out the Franks (Woo)
Ain’t no complaints (Woo), Louboutin with the Saint (Woo)
I do what you can’t do, gorillas and apes (Woo)
Straight out from the gate (Woo), real niggas walkin’ through
Get out the way (Woo), Off-White, yellow tape (Woo)
Hop out the tank (Woo), speakers on crank (Woo)
Rockin’ my chain (Woo)
Self-made, self-made (Woo)
Pretty in pink (Woo) [?]
I keep a gun with the shank, too (Too)

[Bridge]
Ayy, so don’t you try me (Don’t you try me)
Uh, don’t you try me (Don’t you try me)
Ain’t gotta ask about me (Gotta ask about me)
They know who I be (Know who I be)
Let nothin’ get by me (Ooh)
Oh, Talib Kweli (Oh, Talib Kweli)
She ain’t my main squeeze
That’s just my side piece (That’s my side piece)
I got the pinky ring matching my watch piece (My watch piece)
Stick to your sports, sporty, you ain’t in my league
You don’t hold no weight (Don’t hold no weight)
Your bank account, yo no sé (Uh!)

[Refrain]
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Gotta have what?)
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Gotta have what?)
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Gotta have rich nigga ID, ooh)
Gotta have lit nigga ID (Woo)
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Ooh)
Gotta have lit nigga ID (Ooh)

[Chorus]
Queen shit (Ooh)
I got everything I need, but still I need shit (Oh)
I’m about my business now, fuck all that street shit (Oh)
I just mind my business, I don’t hear or see shit (Oh)
Yeah, she with you, but she still stalk me on some creep shit (Oh)
Yeah, it’s easy to get that bread, but damn, it’s hard to keep shit (Oh)
But I keep it a hunnit every time, that G shit (Oh)
Life is just a hole in disguise and that’s some deep shit (Oh)
Uh, queen shit, uh
(Call the po-po, ho)
Uh, call the po-po, ho
Call the po-po, ho
Ha, one trick (Ooh, ooh)

[Outro]
Ooh
Let’s get it
I have to burp again
Ha ha

Young M.A – Numb Lyrics

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[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse 1]
How you gon’ fuck with my pride?
How you gon’ fuck with my mind?
How you gon’ make me go numb?
Bitch, you gon’ make me go dumb
Big smoke pokin’ my lungs
Big drink, yak, no rum
Had to get away with my sons
Had to get away with my dons
It’s so hard, Big Pun
I don’t wanna be a player, Big Pun
I don’t wanna be around no one
Gimme a drink and I’m on one
With the boys, sip a cold one
Hit the road like a roadrunner
She don’t love me but the hoes love her
Cupid tryna take her soul from her

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, fuck love, fuck love
I don’t wanna love, I don’t wanna love
I just wanna take these drugs, yeah
I just wanna take these drugs, yeah

[Chorus]
Take these drugs and go numb
I just wanna go numb, numb, numb
Numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb
I just wanna go numb
I don’t wanna feel nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
Nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
I don’t wanna feel nothin’
I don’t wanna feel nothin’, no

[Verse 2]
How you gon’ fuck with my heart?
You play with my heart like darts
You broke my heart into parts (Yeah)
How you gon’ stop what we start? (Damn)
How you gon’ break what we build? (Build)
How you know this wasn’t real? (Real)
I know you feel what I feel (Feelin’)
You turned my heart into steel
I feel like I’m Jack and I’m Jill (Feel like I’m Jack and I’m Jill)
Tryna get over this hill (Tryna get over this hill)
No, I’m not poppin’ no pills (No, I’m not poppin’ no pills)
I just smoke weed and I chill (I just smoke weed and I chill)
Yeah, I was tellin’ you lies (I was tellin’ you lies)
Yeah, I fucked up sometimes (Times)
But why would you fuck with my pride? (Why would you?)
Why would you fuck with my mind? (Why would you fuck with my mind?)
I know I wasn’t right, but I tried
I know I wasn’t right, but I… yeah
I know I wasn’t right, but I tried
I know I wasn’t right, but I…
I know I wasn’t right, but I tried
I know I wasn’t right, but I tried, yeah
When they tell you it’s up, better hide, yeah
When they tell you it’s up, better hide
When they tell you it’s up, better hide
When they tell you it’s up, better hide
But you’ll see the truth in my eyes (Swear you’ll see the truth)

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, fuck love, fuck love
I don’t wanna love, I don’t wanna love
I just wanna take these drugs, yeah
I just wanna take these drugs

[Chorus]
Take these drugs and go numb
Yeah, I don’t wanna feel nothin’
Yeah, yeah, I don’t wanna feel nothin’
Yeah, yeah, I don’t wanna feel nothin’
Yeah, take these drugs and go numb
I just wanna go numb, numb, numb
Numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb

Young M.A – Da Come Up Lyrics

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[Intro]
Came from the bottom, man
I feel like Martin Luther King, man

[Refrain]
Started off with a dream
One gold chain, I was actin’ up with the gold fangs
No name, knew I had to put in more pain (Puttin’ in work), uh
I had one bitch, few side hoes
Taking niggas’ women with my eyes closed
I was runnin’ like a snot nose, uh
Fresh t-shirt, Ralph Lauren, new pair of Jordans
One car, not a foreign
Had the Hennessy pourin’, uh
Mixtapes out the Chevy Cruise
My grind wouldn’t let me lose
Now this lil’ nigga makin’ heavy moves

[Verse 1]
Came back from the setback (Hold up)
The realest out, I can bet that (Bet)
Cee-lo with the dice game
Four, five, six, that’s a head crack
My ex-bitch, had to X that
Didn’t feel right, so I left that
On to the next that
Now it’s fuck that, where the checks at? (Where the checks, man?)

[Chorus]
Finessing, uh
Get back to the work, ain’t no resting, uh
When I caught an L, I learned my lesson, uh
Now I count my money, count my blessing, uh

[Verse 2]
No off days on the calendar
‘Bout to cop the new Challenger
MAC-10’s with the silencer
Even wildin’ out, it ain’t wild as us
Purple kush, call it lavender
LV’s on the pedal
Bring the luggage up, racks in the passenger
Whole gang full of savages
Hunt ’em down like a scavenger
Man down if he acting up
Never back down, never backing up
Get the backend, ‘member back then I ain’t have shit?
Got the AP with the white face, call it Dracula
Nigga hatin’ all in an Acura
Big body so big, beep, beep, beep, beep when I back it up
Clown nigga, he-he-he-he-he-he, got me crackin’ up (Stupid)
Make her skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet ,skeet, skeet when I’m tappin’ her
In that big body with a thick thottie
Got six jobs and like six hobbies, ooh

[Chorus]
Finessing, uh
Get back to the work, ain’t no resting, uh
When I caught an L, I learned my lesson, uh
Now I count my money, count my blessing, uh

[Refrain]
Started off with a dream
One gold chain, I was actin’ up with the gold fangs
No name, knew I had to put in more pain, uh
I had one bitch, few side hoes
Taking niggas’ women with my eyes closed
I was runnin’ like a snot nose
Fresh t-shirt, Ralph Lauren, new pair of Jordans
One car, not a foreign
Had the Hennessy pourin’
Mixtapes out the Chevy Cruise
My grind wouldn’t let me lose
Now this lil’ nigga makin’ heavy moves

[Outro]
Ayy, big shit, big tings
Big things, you know what I mean?
Finessing
Get back to the work, ain’t no resting
When I caught an L, I learned my lesson
Now I count my money, count my blessing

Kevin Gates – What I Like Lyrics

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[Intro]
Ayy, let me hear that ho, Jeff
Six7 on the beat
Ayy

[Chorus]
Fuckin’ with hoes, that’s what I like (I like)
Designer my clothes, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (Yeah)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Cop some ice like fuck the price
Fuck your wifey with my wife
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Fuckin’ with hoes, that’s what I like (I like)
Designer my clothes, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Cop some ice like fuck the price
Fuck your wifey with my wife
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like

[Verse 1]
I got my nose up, hella fly, turnin’ down fat bitches (For real)
Pay a few or play with me, won’t you go and say it with me? (All together)
On the count of three, we on it like bad bitches
Drop the beat, one, two, three, we on it like bad bitches
Boom, she got shot and didn’t die, now her ass bigger
Breadwinner, rank getter, bands in here back flippin’
Diamonds hittin’ harder than a bitch and they dance different
Baby, reach out to your baby, take a sip, she act different

[Chorus]
Fuckin’ with hoes, that’s what I like (I like)
Designer my clothes, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (Yeah)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Cop some ice like fuck the price
Fuck your wifey with my wife
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Fuckin’ with hoes, that’s what I like (I like)
Designer my clothes, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Cop some ice like fuck the price
Fuck your wifey with my wife
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like

[Verse 2]
I ain’t even mean to flex (Excuse me)
You ain’t even seen this shit (Exclusive)
Walkin’ out, Neimans bags (We coolin’)
(Hello? Excuse me)
Say, let me take this call, lil’ booty
We could just walk to the car, lil’ booty
Still on the line with my, uh, lil’ booty
Still goin’ hard, I ball (Big hoopin’)
Out of town, couple traps jumpin’
Road runner, keep the pack touching
When the rap slow, keep the sack coming
Drop a hashtag and get at something
Luca Brasi, what you mean, love?
Gold teeth with a mean mug
To a street nigga, it don’t mean much
All bustdown, got it blinged up

[Chorus]
Fuckin’ with hoes, that’s what I like (I like)
Designer my clothes, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (Yeah)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Cop some ice like fuck the price
Fuck your wifey with my wife
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Fuckin’ with hoes, that’s what I like (I like)
Designer my clothes, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Cop some ice like fuck the price
Fuck your wifey with my wife
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like

Kevin Gates – Walls Talking Lyrics

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[Intro]
Say, Mike
Sometimes it’s painful to relive the past
But sometimes you gotta relive the past in order to heal from it
I just told Richie we rich
I’m him

[Chorus]
I’m a prisoner in my own mind
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me (In my own mind)
Prisoner in my own mind
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me (In my own mind)
I’m a prisoner in my own mind
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me (In my own mind)
I’m a prisoner in my own mind
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me (In my own mind)

[Verse 1]
I was young when my mama had me
Think I ran away from home ’bout the age of fifteen, juvenile detention
Talked about behind my back by my family members
H-hurtful feeling bein’ the black sheep every family visit
I’ll admit it, bein’ young, I made some bad decisions
Heart too big, I guess my loyalty got used against me
Learned to focus on myself, now I got tunnel vision
Kicked in my ass when I was down and went through hell to get back
Been to the group homes, I’ve been on lockdown and I’ve been upstate
Lived in a few homes, holdin’ the block down, movin’ this weight
Never spoke on this, they say that I murdered my best friend
It was just business, it wasn’t personal, you know how the world is

[Chorus]
I’m a prisoner in my own mind
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me (In my own mind)
Prisoner in my own mind
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me (In my own mind)
I’m a prisoner in my own mind
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me (In my own mind)
I’m a prisoner in my own mind
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me (In my own mind)
Get ’em, Gates

[Verse 2]
I’m ’bout to clear my heart
Stand on the business and ain’t ever fold
I got some uncles who killers (For real)
Who baggin’ someone who ain’t play by the code (Yeah)
My favorite rapper my cousin (Yeah)
I looked up to him ever since we was kids (For real)
Hope that he know that I love him
Guess all good things must come to an end
I know some industry niggas
And they never lived the way I lived
Sayin’ I’m anti-social (What?)
I can’t make you feel the way I feel (Uh-huh)
Head up high, got great ideas
‘Cause I got blackballed and they scared of me
I’ll die for you if I care for you
I’ma ride for you, never change up, love

[Bridge]
I’m a great friend, I’m just not a friend
And I’ma die for you if I care for you
I’ma ride for you, never change up, love
And I’ll admit it, bein’ young, I made some bad decisions
Heart too big, that’s when my loyalty got used against me

[Chorus]
I’m a prisoner in my own mind
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me (In my own mind)
Prisoner in my own mind
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me (In my own mind)
I’m a prisoner in my own mind
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me (In my own mind)
I’m a prisoner in my own mind
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me
I feel like these walls talkin’ to me (In my own mind)

Kevin Gates – Say It Twice Lyrics

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[Intro]
Ain’t gotta say it twice
She gon’ make me say it twice

[Chorus]
Ain’t gotta say it twice (I don’t say it twice)
She gon’ make me say it twice, oh, yeah (Say it twice)
She bad, bad (Bad, bad)
She lit, lit (She lit, lit)
She poppin’, poppin’, (She poppin’, poppin’)
She thick, thick (She thick, thick, woah)
Ain’t gotta say it twice (I don’t say it twice)
She gon’ make me say it twice, oh, yeah (Make me say it twice)
She bad, bad (She bad)
She lit, lit (Ooh)
She poppin’, poppin’, (Ballin’)
She thick, thick (Oh, yeah)

[Verse 1]
How you doin’? My name is Kevin
I was just comin’ to tell you, “Hello” (What up?)
I hope that I didn’t make you uncomfortable
With this gesture, don’t mean to scare you (Uh-uh)
I was feelin’ your energy when I walked in, psychokinetic (For real)
If you want me to walk away, then I will, I won’t press
Allow me to let you enjoy your night
I won’t get offended, no questions (Uh-uh)
Saw your soul when we locked eyes
A whole lot of pressure in my presence
I love the dress that you got on, and you look stunning, no lie
I would’ve told you that you was beautiful, but that word don’t describe

[Chorus]
Ain’t gotta say it twice (I don’t say it twice)
She gon’ make me say it twice, oh, yeah (Say it twice)
She bad, bad (Bad, bad)
She lit, lit (She lit, lit)
She poppin’, poppin’, (She poppin’, poppin’)
She thick, thick (She thick, thick, woah)
Ain’t gotta say it twice (I don’t say it twice)
She gon’ make me say it twice, oh, yeah (Make me say it twice)
She bad, bad (She bad)
She lit, lit (Ooh)
She poppin’, poppin’, (Ballin’)
She thick, thick (Oh, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Spontaneous, how ’bout we do somethin’ exciting?
How ’bout you leave with me?
Toss your friends your keys
They ask where you’re goin’, you tell ’em that you done made plans
Tell ’em that you at Allstate, tell ’em that you in good hands
Tell ’em that you wanna feel alive, and you’re willin’ to give your heart a chance
Bae, could you say the last dance? Pardon me, but you know I’m that drum line
Pleasure activist, only need one time (Done)
Undivided attention, you get it, I’m focused, I’m fixated
Tell them get out our business and quit hatin’
Intellectual intercourse conversation
You can’t believe what other people say about me
Nothin’ been substantiated

[Chorus]
Ain’t gotta say it twice (I don’t say it twice)
She gon’ make me say it twice, oh, yeah (Say it twice)
She bad, bad (Bad, bad)
She lit, lit (She lit, lit)
She poppin’, poppin’, (She poppin’, poppin’)
She thick, thick (She thick, thick, woah)
Ain’t gotta say it twice (I don’t say it twice)
She gon’ make me say it twice, oh, yeah (Make me say it twice)
She bad, bad (She bad)
She lit, lit (Ooh)
She poppin’, poppin’, (Ballin’)
She thick, thick (Oh, yeah)

PnB Rock – Fendi Lyrics

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[Intro: Nicki Minaj & PnB Rock]
Murda!
Yo, this is actually, I swear, like, this is really my favorite song
PnB
M-M-M-Murda!
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
Shawty got swag, she rocking Fendi, it’s all on her boots (All on her boots)
She wanna ride, just like my coupe (Just like my coupe)
She wanna get high, straight to the moon (Straight to the moon)
She wanna get fly, just like a broom (Just like a broom)
Pussy sweet like it’s Simply
Ride that dick like a 10-speed
All these bitches gon’ envy
I let you push the Bentley
Just so you could fly
Whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh
She want drip like mine
Whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

[Verse 1: PnB Rock]
Yeah, yeah
New Fendi, I like it, it’s drippin’ the body and fuckin’ it good from the side
You say that she love me, I tell that you cappin’, lil’ bitch, and you ain’t gotta lie
I see it all in your eyes
You tryna go public, I already know
I’m already cuffin’, I got me a ho
If she find out right now then she killin’ us both
Whoa, whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh
You should know
Whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh
I could put you on drip, introduce you to fashion
Mix you with bougie, a little classy and ratchet
Put you in Louis, it’s everlasting
My pockets too deep, paper with plastic
Whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh
Never seen drip like this, bet you ain’t know I was rich like this
Bet you ain’t know it could get like this

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
Shawty got swag, she rocking Fendi, it’s all on her boots (All on her boots)
She wanna ride, just like my coupe (Just like my coupe)
She wanna get high, straight to the moon (Straight to the moon)
She wanna get fly, just like a broom (Just like a broom)
Pussy sweet like it’s Simply
Ride that dick like a 10-speed
All these bitches gon’ envy
I let you push the Bentley
Just so you could fly
Whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh
She want drip like mine
Whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Uh! Yo!
It’s Fendi, it’s poppin’, and we on and poppin’, you bitches is blockin’ the view
My hitters is knockin’, that 40 is cockin’, I see that you jackin’ the crew
He already know what to do
He already bought me the shoe
I tell him, “Yo, get me the bag,” and I tell him to make sure that shit is a new
Shorty got nothin’ to worry ’bout with these dudes
He really ride, he really shoots
He gonna pick me up stuntin’ in the coupe
He ain’t a lie, he the truth
Oh, he reppin’ this MB
Well, we killin’ the memory
I don’t even look sexy
But he still tryna sex me
Ain’t gotta get all done up for my dude
My attitude
Is the baddest thing that’s on me, boo
So you do you
So tell them dirty bitches I’m the queen sleeze
When he put it in me I go “squeeze, squeeze”

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
Shawty got swag, she rocking Fendi, it’s all on her boots (All on her boots)
She wanna ride, just like my coupe (Just like my coupe)
She wanna get high, straight to the moon (Straight to the moon)
She wanna get fly, just like a broom (Just like a broom)
Pussy sweet like it’s Simply
Ride that dick like a 10-speed
All these bitches gon’ envy
I let you push the Bentley
Just so you could fly
Whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh
She want drip like mine
Whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Keane – Stupid Things (Sea Fog Acoustic Session) Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Friend
I’ve done something stupid again
It’s not that I don’t love you, I do
It’s just I’m in this black hole, so blue
I’ve done something stupid again

[Chorus]
And now it’s little lies and alibis
And the second phone, can’t make it home
I’m working late, you know I hate
To miss the kids’ bedtime again
I drank too much, a working lunch
I’ll crash in town, so don’t wait up
If I don’t text, my phone’s just dead
I’ve got that thing, I’m sure I said
And I know that you know and we both just play along
Just one more stupid thing that I have done

[Verse 2]
It starts
Got money in your pocket at last
It makes you think you’re more than you are
You’re just another sucker for the dream
No more or less than you have ever been

[Chorus]
But now it’s little lies and alibis
And the second phone, can’t make it home
I’m working late, you know I hate
To miss the kids’ bedtime again
I drank too much, a working lunch
I’ll crash in town, so don’t wait up
If I don’t text, my phone’s just dead
I’ve got that thing, I’m sure I said
And you look like a joke and we both just play along
Just one more stupid thing that I have done

[Bridge]
It’s not that I don’t love you
Just one more stupid thing that I have done
(And the second phone) (Drank too much)
And I’ve done something stupid (A working lunch)

[Chorus]
And now it’s little lies and alibis
And the second phone, can’t make it home
I’m working late, you know I hate
To miss the kids’ bedtime again
I drank too much, a working lunch
I’ll crash in town, so don’t wait up
If I don’t text, my phone’s just dead
I’ve got that thing, I’m sure I said

[Outro]
And you feel like a fool
And we both just play along
And you feel like a fool
And we both just play along
And you feel like a fool
And we both just play along
Just one more stupid thing that I have done

Alina Baraz – To Me Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
It’s been a while since you heard from me
I stay alone
Protect my energies
Found a little love
Lost my sanity
(Can we do it over?)
And then one day it just came to me
(Can we do it over?)

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m not asking for too much
I’m asking the wrong motherfucker
Just cause we’re in love doesn’t mean that we’re right for each other
Can’t keep makin’ a home out of you
Just cause you’re asking me to
I’m not asking for too much
(Can we do it over?)

[Chorus]
Here’s to
Good people, good nights, good highs, good health
Some tears, some stress
But I count my blessings
Here’s to
Good music, great sex
Little time to feel alive
Little time to get it right

[Verse 2]
Back to, to another place in time
Where I give myself the chance to find
What it is, what it is that I like
I’m just tryna grow
Keep an open mind
Go ahead, do your thing
Take your time
Tell me what it is, what it is that you find

[Pre-Chorus]
Not asking for too much
I’m asking the wrong motherfucker

[Chorus]
So here’s to
Good people, good nights, good highs, good health
Some tears, some stress
But I count my blessings
Here’s to
Good music, great sex
Little time to feel alive
Little time to get it right

[Post-Chorus]
When it comes to you I lose my control
You move like the water half time
And every time I leave, I lose more than I know
Can we do it over? Can we do it over?

[Outro]
Let me talk my shit
Let me talk my shit and go
Let me talk my shit
Then I’ll go
Let me go
Let me go

Flume – Rushing Back Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
I always let the day slip away I should have been making up my mind
And never opened up, took it all in and now I’m running out of time
Sometimes I dream about going back, keeping all the things I left behind
But now I know you can’t change the past we’re too young to know the reason why

[Chorus]
And it all comes rushing back, rushing back
And it all comes rushing back, rushing back
And it all comes rushing back, rushing back
And it all comes rushing back

[Verse 2]
I feel the gravity pulling me faster than it ever has before
When I was seventeen, nicotine loving had me rushing out the door
I try to hold it back, take a breath, looking at old pictures on the floor
But I hear everything, telling me, you don’t have the time you gotta go

[Chorus]
And it all comes rushing back, rushing back
And it all comes rushing back, rushing back
And it all comes rushing back, rushing back
And it all comes rushing back, rushing back

[Bridge]
All the years, all the issues, all the eyes I have looked into
The stages and love all comes rushing back at once
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh

[Verse 1]
I always let the day slip away I should have been making up my mind
And never opened up, took it all in and now I’m running out of time
Sometimes I dream about going back, keeping all the things I left behind
But now I know you can’t change the past we’re too young to know the reason why

[Chorus]
And it all comes rushing back, rushing back
And it all comes rushing back, rushing back
And it all comes rushing back, rushing back
And it all comes rushing back, rushing back
(I Always)

[Outro]
Ooohhh
And it all comes rushing back, rushing back

And it all comes rushing back,(I Always) rushing back

Ooohhh

And it all comes rushing back, rushing back

And it all comes rushing back, rushing back

Lil Uzi Vert – Cutting My Wrists [DUPLICATE PAGE] Lyrics

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[Intro]
Southside
Southside, Southside
DJ on the beat so it’s a banger
Pew, tch-tch-tch-tch (What)
Pew, tch-tch-tch-tch (Southside, let’s go)
Pew, tch-tch-tch-tch (Southside)
Pew, tch-tch-tch-tch (Southside, let’s go)
Pew, tch-tch-tch-tch (Southside, Southside)
Pew, tch-tch-tch-tch (Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
Pew, tch-tch-tch-tch (Southside)
Pew, tch-tch-tch-tch (Gang)

[Chorus]
Diamonds cuttin’ my wrist (My wrist)
Same color, it cuttin’ a brick (Let’s go)
I fucked on this bitch in this bitch (Let’s go)
I had to go up in my list (My list)
No, no, I don’t take no pics (Pics)
No, I can’t stick for a lick (No)
I’m flexin’, it’s all in my wrist (I flex)
I’m makin’ these lil’ niggas sick (Ugh)
Water, that’s all on my hand (My hand)
I’m good but she lovin’ my fist (Fist)
I gotta get bitch that is rich (Ugh)
‘Cause that’ll make any bitch lit (Lil Uzi)
Yeah, if you gon’ shoot, uh (Shoot)
Fuck nigga, you better shoot, uh (Bah)
My new whip is bulletproof (‘Proof)
I got diamonds on my tooth (On my tooth)

[Verse 1]
I got diamonds on my hand (My hand)
I got diamonds on my rims (Rims)
I got diamonds on my friends (Friends)
Look, the storm, it just began (Began)
Uh, Dior my suit, uh
I just wan’ get all the loot, uh (The loot)
Fuckin’ your bitches, recruit, uh (Recruit)
I’m make it do what it do, uh
Told her get loose to get Loubs (Yeah)
When they get loose like a noose (Yeah)
Treat that girl like Uncle Luke (Luke)
Get on my lap, but that pussy for crew (Let’s get it)
Elephants all in a room, uh
Horton gon’, um, Hear Who, uh (What)
I put my dick in your boo, uh
She is no longer your boo, uh
22 hundred my shoes, uh (Lil Uzi)
Nike sign, that just say swoosh, uh
Fuck on that bitch then I move, uh (I move)
You not my baby, get Ruth’d, uh
Wait, where is the blue?
Pop that lil’ pill and I start seein’ clues (Uh)
Pop your ass just for some shoes, uh
My nigga makin’ the news (Yeah)
Base him on that block, say zoot it (Uh)
Um, yeah, I had to recoup, uh (Recoup)
I had to rake up the loot
350,000 on my jewels (My jewels)
That’s the shit I got on now
Back then, they ain’t let me fuck, well, how ’bout now? (How ’bout now)
If I’m a dog, lil’ bitch, you is a hound
We buyin’ Verbs in the ‘vert, no, not now (Let’s go)
I’m the firstest nigga out
Pull up so fresh that they puttin’ in lost and found, uh, bitches wanna link and found ’em
‘Cause these niggas always, they stealin’ my style (Uh)

[Chorus]
Diamonds cuttin’ my wrist (Bad bitch)
Same color, it cuttin’ a brick (Ya bih)
I fucked on this bitch in this bitch (Your bitch)
I had to go up in my list (In my list)
No, no, I don’t take no pics (Pics)
No, I can’t stick for a lick (No way)
I’m flexin’, it’s all in my wrist (My wrist)
I’m makin’ these lil’ niggas sick (They sick)
Water, that’s all on my hand (My hand)
I’m good but she lovin’ my fist (My fist)
I gotta get bitch that is rich (Rich)
‘Cause that’ll make any bitch lit (I try ’em)
Yeah, if you gon’ shoot, uh (Shoot)
Fuck nigga, you better shoot, uh (Bah, bah)
My new whip is bulletproof (‘Proof)
I got diamonds on my tooth (Let’s go)

[Verse 2]
First crib, it was apartment (Uh)
I used to chill in the ‘ment (The ‘ment)
Everything happened was meant (Was meant)
Bitches breath stink, need a mint (Let’s get it)
Yeah, I know them shooters you sent (Okay)
I just have paid they lil’ rent
Reversin’ the backend, lil’ bitch
That would happen when a nigga get rich (What)
No, I do not smoke no hemp, uh (No hemp)
Yeah, I just walk with a limp, uh (A limp)
I’m the GOAT sitting, the pimp
C on my glasses so I see the ‘lent, uh (Let’s go)
Dip, slide in the Bent’
Get, top, I got the tint (Skrrt)
Don’t want that bitch, she not a ten
I cannot fuck if she didn’t bring a friend (Hoe)
She getting mad, put dick in her friend
Not talkin’ no haircut, but I get the trim
She a redbone and she fixin’ the brims (Okay)
Everytime we in there, it gets intense
She a lil’ crazy but she is a gem
I put it in her stomach, feel it in her intestines
My niggas run up with me on that bitch
I met that girl when I was out on Essex
You know I get fly like I’m on The Jetsons (Phew, phew, phew)
So you know I gotta keep the protection
I put the section inside of my section
No, no, no, I cannot fuck on pedestrians (No)
Going too hard, no, I am not resting
Do not follow that like that, that is the Xs
Two of your checks look just like my backend
Hit from the back, but no, no, I can’t back it
All of my niggas, they monkeys, gorillas
All of my niggas, they move with bananas (Woah)
I got a hunnid round right in a fan
My boy just put up four up in a Phantom
No, I do not drink the lean, that’s the answer
Poppin’ the Perky, wake up, and what happened (What happened)
Fuckin’ this bitch in the ass, I’ma smack it
Hit her so hard that that shit still was clappin’

[Verse 3]
Top of the morning, first thing I said to that lame nigga shit was that he was so corny
But I’m not worried about that cause that bitch look so good that that shit still gon’ make me horny
No, not no school but your bitch, she be boring
Ride on a plane ’cause Lil Uzi be tourin’
She told me she wanna go for abroad but I would not do that ’cause she gave me oral (Hahaha)
Keepin’ the cauldron, my new name is Squidward ’cause Lil Uzi, he underwater like coral
That fuck nigga, yeah, he gon’ move like a girl, my niggas still movin’ them choppas and squirrels
No oyster my plate and no clam on my plate, but Chanel on my neck and it made out of pearl (Ayy)
I got my girl a lil’ ice cream and she like mixed chocolate-vanilla and made that shit swirl (Swirl)
Okay, your girl, she better than his but I swear your girl’s not better than swirl (Swirl)
She got blue eyes with Sandy brown hair and that lil’ bitch ass is big as the world (World)
Lil Vert, Lil Vert, Lil Vert like Addy
Come on, lil’ baby, I know that you ready
Chop that boy up, treat him like spaghetti
It’s a surprise so that shit with confetti
Got a girl, last name Voorhees, and she gonna move with machete
Smoking 3 grams but them shit not no Teddy
Big body of water, my neck with a levee (Let’s go, let’s go)
Keep my, brand new, foreign steady
Please don’t drive my shit like a Chevy
Pull up Claireport with a all black Jetty (Skrrt)
Pull up the car on a all black heli’
If I get booked, they don’t have no celly
That’s ’cause I made 10 M’s off the deli
She only made 3 racks off of jelly (Uh)

[Verse 4]
No, you can’t talk like that, you not a member (No)
I get my nuggets, no Denver (No Denver)
Fur on my neck, no chinchilla (Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)
No, I can’t sit in the middle (Brr)
‘Cause I’m not, um, sentimental
Getting money, flexin’ real hard but that car you got is a rental
Is you a spy, nigga, tell me who sent you
Got a old bitch, I love doing the dishes
Got a old bitch, I like giving the pinches (Let’s go)
Got a old bitch, they be sucking my dick and everytime she do it, she take out her dentures (Haha)
Diamonds my mouth so it’s diamonds my sentence
I got this floss and that’s right from my dentist
I stayed at the Ritz and you stayed at the Hilton
I’m dunkin’ your bitch so I had to Shawn Kemp it (Let’s go)
The .40, the Glock, got the Smith and the Wesson my hip
I know I told you I don’t drink the lean but I might sip it
This shit was destined, this shit was written (Yeah)
These niggas not with the hittin’ (Yeah)
She wanna fuck, she can get it, uh
First, you gotta do an audition, uh
And you gotta bring an addition, uh
He try to swing on me, I slip it, uh
Knock that boy out he a chicken (Bitch)
You really not real and you talk ’bout your own people so you better stay your distance (What)
I’m ballin’ on you like the Pistons (Mhm)
Uh, blow that bitch out like a piston (Uh)
Uh, I’m the only chef in my kitchen (Uh)
Uh, so I guess I better get that whippin’, yeah
Yeah, random hoes don’t pick it, uh
That’s how I do my stickin’, yeah
Don’t know where she been, can’t lick it
Only hit it once, don’t miss it (Uh)
Make her pop her top like I’m mystic (Uh)
Raf on my jeans, shoes Rick-Rick (Yeah)
These niggas out here, they really be trippin’
And I’m off the ‘shrooms, I be doin’ the same

[Chorus]
Diamonds cuttin’ my wrist (My wrist)
Same color, it cuttin’ a brick (Let’s go)
I fucked on this bitch in this bitch (Let’s go)
I had to go up in my list (My list)
No, no, I don’t take no pics (I don’t)
No, I can’t stick for a lick (I’m sorry)
I’m flexin’, it’s all in my wrist (My wrist)
I’m makin’ these lil’ niggas sick (Let’s go)
Water, that’s all on my hand (My hand)
I’m good but she lovin’ my fist (My fist)
I gotta get bitch that is rich (Let’s go)
‘Cause that’ll make any bitch lit (He lit)
Yeah, if you gon’ shoot, uh (Let’s go)
Fuck nigga, you better shoot, uh (Shoot)
My new whip is bulletproof (‘Proof)
I got diamonds on my tooth (On my tooth)

[Outro]
I got diamonds on my tooth
I got diamonds on my tooth
Diamonds on my Gucci boots (Yeah)
Diamonds on my tooth (Let’s go)
I got diamonds on my tooth (Let’s go)
Yeah, Lil Uzi
Let’s go

Poppy – Good to Me Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
It’s not what you say, it’s what you
What you do to me, what you do to me
Pushin’ all my buttons till there’s
Nothing left in me, nothing left in me
Tangled up with you, I can’t be
Thinking clearly, thinking clearly
Takin’ little pieces with you
But you can’t own me

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m not in the game of makin’ enemies
So baby, all you have to do is be good to me
You know I always play for keeps
So baby, all you have to do is be good to me

[Chorus]
Be good to me, be good to me
Baby, all you have to do is be good to me
Be good to me, be good to me
Baby, all you have to do is be good to me

[Verse 2]
Tug-of-war inside my own heart
Push and you pull me, push and you pull me
Swimmin’ through my thoughts, I’m drowning
Will you save me? Will you save me?
With my eyes, I ask you to stay
Right here with me, right here with me
Runnin’ ’round your head, I will be
When you chase me, when you chase me

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m not in the game of makin’ enemies
So baby, all you have to do is be good to me
You know I always play for keeps
So baby, all you have to do is be good to me

[Chorus]
Be good to me, be good to me
Baby, all you have to do is be good to me
Be good to me, be good to me
Baby, all you have to do is be good to me

[Bridge]
All you have to do
All you have to do
All you have to do
(Do-do-do-do-do)
All you have to do
All you have to do
All you have to do
Is be good to me

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m not in the game of makin’ enemies
So baby, all you have to do is be good to me
Be good to me
I’m not in the game of makin’ enemies
So baby, all you have to do is be good to me
You know I always play for keeps
So baby, all you have to do is be good to me

[Chorus]
Be good to me, be good to me
Baby all you have to do is be good to me
Be good to me, be good to me
Baby all you have to do is be good to me

French Montana – A1 (Intro Track) Lyrics

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[Intro: Koko Taylor]
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
Everything, everything, everything gon’ be alright
Oh, yeah
Coke boy, baby, baby, baby

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Ha, yeah, graduated while I’m aggravated
From the half that made it, we was drinkin’, faded
Me, and life and death is half-related (H-half-related)
Masturbatin’ on a scale for a hundred million
Askin’ God how we made it
Watchin’ John David Robinson, now my dawg robbin’ some
Half a David, freedom got confiscated
We mob-relate, John Gotti, RICO, life like a free throw
Yeah, school of gladiators, makin’ Salaat on a [?]
Black glove, hot slug for these cold women
Militant like the Middle East, go for menages
69, said 6ix9ine conspiracies
Triple threat, trinity, triangle officers label in [?]
Yeah, Allah prophet
They hit your brain, mop it, clean
What type of [?]?
Put the needle in your ass, keep they table green
Multi-millionaire, strapped like Oda
Guarantee she knew tricks to old dawgs (Bom-bom-bom)

[Refrain: French Montana]
I told mama pray for me, baby, wait here for me
God and Cain, waitin’ for me; the hate, came from me
Millions I made from it; chains, waitin’ for me
Change, I made from it; Montana ain’t a dummy, uh

[Verse 2: French Montana]
New year, half a mil’, face on the bill (Bill), here, Cabo chill
Desperado with an AR like the top, Montana John stop
If there’s a movie out, play the Al Pacino part
Mama raise us all, and you been a [?]
Not even Cuban, smokin’ Cuban cigars in Cuba
Lost Jinks, lost Macs, lost [?]
Drinkin’, smokin’ feel empty in this penthouse (Ah)
[?] like [?], mans like rainbow smoke, 41 shots like Diego
Shout-out to Abel, I turn the Weekends to the Weekdays
DJs to the PJs, the week like four nights and three days
Yes, I big like the kid from [?], just us
Stylist out be dressin’, bitches gon’ be stressin’
Money with the best of them, C.R.E.A.M. like Method
I made it even and the game is odd
Everybody kickin’ game, tell the bitch the truth, she think you God

[Refrain: French Montana]
Tell mama to pray for me; feds got a name for me
Cell waitin’ for me
Mils’ I made from it; chains, waitin’ for me
Change, I made from it; Montana ain’t a dummy, uh

[Outro]
La música de Harry Fraud
It’s nothing to take me higher

Mac Miller – Telescope Lyrics

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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Things like this ain’t built to last
I might just fade like those before me
When will you forget my past?
Got questions, ask, you know the stories
And you need to let me know
When you leave and when you go
Can I come?
Do you believe me are you close?
Yeah
Even if you don’t that’ll get you sprung

[Chorus 1]
Do I? Do I? Do I?
Look
Can I? Can I? Can I?
Get a look

[Verse 2]
Yeah, don’t run away love
Hate love
Heart break will have you bankrupt
Too many days in the days better wake up
I’ll put your face in the place where the space was
Nobody make you feel like you but (Do I?)
And you don’t know what you should do
You just lookin’ for someone to make you move
Oh tell me (Do I?)

[Chorus 2]
I’ll make this planet feel like home
Reach that first time the door is closing
So far beyond all our control
You say this song
So close to broken

[Verse 4]
So much better when you wait
Forever and a day
It’s all I got
Yeah
Put it together then it break
All the energy it take
And now it’s dark

[Chorus 1]
Do I? Do I? Do I?
Look
Can I? Can I? Can I?
Get a look

[Verse 5]
Yeah, I never slip I never fall
I try to tell you ’bout a better life you get involved
Big or small
It’s been your fault
I keep you safe
It’s in the vault
Blinded folded keep it going till we hit a wall
Yeah
I’m never going through the motions
I’m just tryna lay your body down slowly
We can only go up
We can only go up

[Chorus]
I’ll make this planet feel like home
Reach that first time the door is closing
So far beyond all our control
You say this song
So close to broken
Do I? Do I? Do I?
Look
Can I? Can I? Can I?
Get a look