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Migos – Give No Fuck Lyrics

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[Intro: Quavo, Baka Not Nice]
DJ Durel
Murda on the beat so it’s not nice

[Chorus: Quavo, Takeoff]
We don’t give no fuck (No)
We don’t give no fuck (Fuck shit)
We don’t give no fuck (No)
We don’t give no fuck (Fuck shit)
Out in public (Public)
And we run shit (Fuck shit)
Out in public (Public)
And we run shit (Get right)
I got too many diamonds on
I look awesome (Ice, get right)
Yeah, after I hit that hoe
She need a walker (Smash, get right)
I just shoot them problems off, now I’m bossin’ (Woo, get right)
Yeah, let the money talk, back to [?] (Takeoff)

[Verse 1: Takeoff, Offset]
Big bankroll, I swear the lane I be huggin’ (Big bankroll)
Live for thousands, cooky musty, the ass foggin’ (Cook these rolls)
I can work it, still the sparklin’ do more talkin’ (Brr, brr)
They hit the target when the carpet do more [?] (Offset)

[Verse 2: Offset]
We don’t give two fucks (Choppa)
Hangin’ out the roll with a truck
Don’t play with your [?] ’cause I’m up (Up)
She broke so why would I cuff? (Cuff)
We rich, lit, we ’bout to go out of space (Lit)
Go to toilet, took me a rich shit
‘Cause I got racks on my [?]

[Verse 3: Quavo]
I make you go get the bag, done when we livin’ the dream (Livin’ the dream)
Game I’m comin’ out, left talk, [?] me loyalty
Stayin’ out of campaign, that’s what it’s supposed to be (Campaign)
Pray my soul to keep when I go to sleep (Uh, Huncho)

[Chorus: Quavo]
We don’t give no fuck (No)
We don’t give no fuck (Fuck shit)
We don’t give no fuck (No)
We don’t give no fuck (Fuck shit)
Out in public (Public)
And we run shit (Fuck shit)
Out in public (Public)
And we run shit (Get right)
I got too many diamonds on
I look awesome (Ice, get right)
Yeah, after I hit that hoe
She need a walker (Smash, get right)
I just shoot them problems off, now I’m bossin’ (Woo, get right)
Yeah, let the money talk, back to [?]

[Verse 4: Young Thug]
Yeah, get wit’ it
Spread it
Drop top Rolls (Spread it)
Machete
No confetti
Bitch too petty (Bitch)
Pink machete
Ain’t gotta did it (Woo)
We don’t give no fuck (Ah)
We don’t give no fuck (Woah)
Gave ’em a couple bucks (Bucks)
We gon’ tell you to (Woah)
Ain’t turnin’ up (Yeah)
Twenty bills in my clothes
I got a bulletproof truck
I got a [?] stuck on the Royce
Give no fuck (Ooh)

[Chorus: Quavo, Travis Scott]
We don’t give no fuck (No)
We don’t give no fuck (Fuck shit)
We don’t give no fuck (No)
We don’t give no fuck (Fuck shit)
Out in public (Public)
And we run shit (Fuck shit)
Out in public (Public)
And we run shit (Get right)
I got too many diamonds on
I look awesome (Ice, get right)
Yeah, after I hit that hoe
She need a walker (Smash, get right)
I just shoot them problems off, now I’m bossin’ (Woo, get right)
Yeah, let the money talk, back to [?] (Yeah)

[Verse 5: Travis Scott]
I need a run on my road and pray for the best [?] old time
[?] coming out the hood [?] she smashin’ next time
[?] one time
[?] run for the bag at the best time
[?] one time (Oh my god)
I might cop the [?]
I might leave you [?]
We don’t count the pages
We just count the payment
[?]
She start rejuvenation
Every day we [?]

[Chorus: Quavo]
We don’t give no fuck (No)
We don’t give no fuck (Fuck shit)
We don’t give no fuck (No)
We don’t give no fuck (Fuck shit)
Out in public (Public)
And we run shit (Fuck shit)
Out in public (Public)
And we run shit (Get right)
I got too many diamonds on
I look awesome (Ice, get right)
Yeah, after I hit that hoe
She need a walker (Smash, get right)
I just shoot them problems off, now I’m bossin’ (Woo, get right)
Yeah, let the money talk, back to [?]

AWOLNATION – California Halo Blue Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Don’t want to talk about it so I think I’ll sing it with you
I thought I had until the morning and I know what to do
And she said
I packed the car and grabbed the dogs and packed up plenty of food
Don’t worry
And grabbed your journals, grabbed your soul, and grabbed your favorite shoes

[Chorus]
California halo blue
California hang on through
California halo blue
California hang on through

[Verse 2]
I couldn’t walk, I couldn’t talk
You know I couldn’t sit down
All I could do is wait around and pray for my home town
Remember
9th of November
Don’t forget about the trees and the birds
And the families
Humanity now I can see the devil’s hold on this world

[Chorus]
California halo blue
California hang on through
California halo blue
California hang on through

[Bridge]
Remember, remember the 9th of November
Remember, remember the 9th of November
Remember, remember the 9th of November
Ahh

[Chorus]
California halo blue
California hang on through
California halo blue
California hang on through

[Outro]
Oh, halo blue
Yeah, hang on through
Oh, halo blue
Yeah, hang on through

The Game – The Code Lyrics

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[Chorus: 21 Savage & The Game]
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
Bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
Bury me before I sell my soul
AK with the stock (Stock), thirty on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (Opps), ride on the cops (Cops)
AK with the stock (Stock), thirty on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (Opps), ride on the cops (Cops)
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
Bury me before I sell my soul (‘Fore I sell my soul)
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
Bury me before I sell my soul (‘Fore I sell my soul)
AK with the stock (Stock), thirty on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (Opps), ride on the cops (Cops)
AK with the stock (Stock), thirty on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (Opps), ride on the cops (Cops)

[Verse 1: The Game]
I was young, black, and ashy, ’42 khakis
Red rag in my pocket
Throwin’ up Blood to any car that ever pass me
Gangbang classy
Gold herringbone, mama said I’m too flashy
Niggas wanna jack me, tell ’em, “Run it,” like a track meet
On my DMX shit, tell my enemies to get at me
I’m from Compton where the bitches carry ratchets
And niggas in wheelchairs ain’t never heard of Degrassi
Raw hand, I’m gutter, Dre had to Aftermath me
Had a flow when I was a rider, Compton like Tallahassee
First album classic, second album classic
So I skipped the hoodrats and went straight to the Cassies
N.Y.C., top down, Big blastin’
Nas said I’d be a legend, nigga, don’t gas me
Hot in ’97, Funk Flex had to ask me
“How you make it out that beef with Hov?”
Nigga, my passion

[Interlude: The Game]
I was in New York the first time I heard “Dear Summer” on Hot 97
Top of the W Hotel, 54th & Broadway
Lookin’ out my window at Diddy in a Sean John sweatsuit
I felt ambushed by New York niggas
It’s still West Side though

[Chorus: 21 Savage & The Game]
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
Bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
Bury me before I sell my soul (‘Fore I sell my soul)
AK with the stock (Stock), thirty on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (Opps), ride on the cops (Fuck 12)
AK with the stock (Stock), thirty on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (Opps), ride on the cops (Cops)
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
Bury me before I sell my soul (‘Fore I sell my soul)
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
Bury me before I sell my soul (‘Fore I sell my soul)
AK with the stock (Stock), thirty on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (Opps), ride on the cops (Cops)
AK with the stock (Stock), thirty on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (Opps), ride on the cops (Cops)

[Interlude: The Game]
See the thing I miss about hip hop the most
Was the storytelling
That B.I.G. shit, that Nas shit, that Slick Rick shit
That Tribe Called Quest
You know that, that cruisin’ the street in my ’64, R.I.P. to Eazy
I ain’t got nothin’ against new hip hop, I fuck with all you niggas
And remember, nigga, I was young too, let’s go

[Verse 2: The Game]
Made it out the hood and some, I’m on my fourth passport
God gave me all this shit, I ain’t have to ask for it
Gold Daytons on a ’97 Honda Passport
Black ski mask on, runnin’ from the task force
Uzi, had the cash for it, and I had the stash for it
Foot on the brake, hit the wipers, open the dashboard
Sold drugs, made straight A’s, and I was playin’ sports
Youngin and fresh, six bricks inside a Jansport
Fast forward, countin’ this money on Aftermath for it
Bought a new Ferrari, gave my bitch ten stacks
Told her don’t come back here ’til she got an ass for it
Told her run through mackin’ in Louis to get a bag for it
I give you classics when you ask for it
I Vince Carter-ed everything Just Blaze threw off the backboard
Fuck a Grammy, that is not what I come back for
I came for hip-hop, niggas forgot to lock the back door

[Chorus: 21 Savage & The Game]
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
Bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
Bury me before I sell my soul (‘Fore I sell my soul)
AK with the stock (Stock), thirty on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (Opps), ride on the cops (Fuck 12)
AK with the stock (Stock), thirty on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (Opps), ride on the cops (Cops)
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
Bury me before I sell my soul (‘Fore I sell my soul)
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
Bury me before I sell my soul (‘Fore I sell my soul)
AK with the stock (Stock), thirty on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (Opps), ride on the cops (Cops)
AK with the stock (Stock), thirty on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (Opps), ride on the cops (Woo)

[Verse 3: 21 Savage]
Ask around Atlanta, Savage known to let it bang bang (Bang)
Gang gang, get a nigga stabbed in the chain gang
Lieutenant like I’m Dam’ Wayne, bring the major pain, pain
Candlelight, Fox 5, fish fry, gang gang
All I know is A-B-C-D-E-F-G shit (C)
Wet ’em with the chopper, watch a nigga get seasick (Sea)
Throwin’ up the pyramid, like I’m from Egypt (Gang)
The hunnid round see-through, y’all so see-through (Bop)
I know real Crips and they say they never see you
Just like Clifford, I’m the big red Blood, ayy
Glock 45, get a big red slug
You ain’t Blood, you a bitch, you a big red stud (Oh)
Way before the rap, I trappin’ out the cold
I didn’t know how to water whip, I straight dropped the dope (Oh)
All these guns in the car, I gotta wear a seatbelt
I ain’t got no license, so I gotta wear my seatbelt (Skrrt)
I do this shit myself, nigga, I don’t need no help
Walk up on ’em with that, God help me, he a priest now (Bop)
AK with the stock (Stock), thirty on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (Opps), ride on the cops (Cops)
Posted on the block, deuce-deuce in my sock
Feel like Mozzy, I got one up top (Yeah)
Couple years, real niggas gon’ be extinct
Bitch, I got a MAC-10 under this mink
Pull up, let it blink, nigga, I don’t think (Oh)
Your hood Titanic, we gon’ make that shit sink (Straight up)

[Chorus: 21 Savage, The Game]
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
Bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
Bury me before I sell my soul (‘Fore I sell my soul)
AK with the stock (Stock), thirty on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (Opps), ride on the cops (Fuck 12)
AK with the stock (Stock), thirty on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (Opps), ride on the cops (Cops)
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
Bury me before I sell my soul (Soul)
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a ho
Bury me before I sell my soul
AK with the stock (Stock), thirty on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (Opps), ride on the cops (Cops)
AK with the stock (Stock), thirty on the Glock (Glock)
Kill all the opps (Opps), ride on the cops (Cops)

Jme – Nang Lyrics

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[Pre-Chorus]
Oi, how did man get that whip?
Buss up the mic and spit
Oi, how did man get that yard?
Mash up the mic, go hard
Oi, oi, how did man get on stage?
Pick up the mic and spray
Oi, how did man get that far?
What?! Bruck up the mic with bars

[Chorus]
Nang, going on nang
Nang, them man are going on nang
Nang, going on nang
Nang, them man are going on nang

[Verse 1: Jme]
You know when I step on the mic I do this ting
You man better get on your bike and move in sync
If you never believe man will start rinsing
I don’t give a shit and I might even convince him
Don’t approach me when I’m eating
I don’t wanna listen to what man is teaching
Man are going crazy asking me bullshit
All I hear, ring-ding-ding-ding-ding!
When I step in the dance they got questions
So bait, I wanna ask where’s the restroom
Halfway through the answer man’s gobsmacked
Like I weren’t clocking you glancing at Skepta
I clock you before you clock me
In my black top like I said on ‘That’s Not Me’
Kick down an apple and pears and that’s cockney
On stage man are scared, they can’t stop me, what!

[Chorus]
Nang, going on nang
Nang, them man are going on nang
Nang, going on nang
Nang, them man are going on nang

[Verse 2: Jme]
So, what? Fam, I’m sick of these, pussyoles in this industry
Man’s got batteries put in his back and then they wanna speak up instantly
Mandem are making history
You man can’t do shit to me
When you see me I got the same energy but you ain’t saying nuttin’ like Mr Bean
What, yeah, man I move too sick
Fifteen years deep you man ain’t on shit
Games in my hand fam and I’ve gone switch
Come for the ball, get a panna on pitch
Try take the piss since manna got rich?
Get a reality check I’ll wake him up quick
Can’t call yourself a grime MC if you can’t come radio, stand up and spit

[Pre-Chorus]
Oi, how did man get that whip?
Buss up the mic and spit
Oi, how did man get that yard?
Mash up the mic, go hard
Oi, oi, how did man get on stage?
Pick up the mic and spray
Oi, how did man get that far?
What?! Bruck up the mic with bars

[Chorus]
Nang, going on nang
Nang, them man are going on nang
Nang, going on nang
Nang, them man are going on nang

[Verse 3: Skepta]
I don’t take back chat or disrespect, already know the gang and I’m suttin’ like Big Fris
Fuck the opps, it’s their loss, I cut them off
How could I get pissed off, bodies get ticked off
I hope you brush your teeth, before you talk about the big boss
Brand new bed sheets, covered in your wifey’s lip gloss
You was at the top but you slipped off
They hate the way I took what’s mine
Fucked off, came back, took some more, fucked off again
Turned Shoreditch into a cunch spot, and I got more sauce in the dutch pot
I do the producing, do the booth, I do the bouncing
Funny guy, couldn’t be me you’re clowning
Ten summers at the top and I’m still counting
Said they don’t rate me but when I bring out a new riddim they’re listening
Tryna find out who did the mixing, what was MsM Engineer thinking?
Yeah, we was in the studio, doing up greatness
You was on Insta, doing up shameless
Peng ting, said she had enough of the fake-ness
Told me she loves the way that I don’t beg friend with any of them

[Chorus]
Nang, going on nang
Nang, them man are going on nang
Nang, going on nang
Nang, them man are going on nang
Nang, going on nang
Nang, them man are going on nang
Nang, going on nang
Nang, them man are going on nang

The Game – I Didn’t Wanna Write This Song Lyrics

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[Intro: DOM KENNEDY]
Your son wonder when you comin’ home
I wonder why you couldn’t make it home?
I wonder why they love you when you gone?
I wonder if you know how much they miss you?
Crenshaw, now they yellin’, “Crenshaw”
Crenshaw, now they wearin’ Crenshaw
I wonder why they love you when you gone? (When you gone)

[Chorus: Marsha Ambrosius & The Game]
I wonder if you’re there right now (Right now, Ayy, Dom)
I wonder (Ayy, this classic shit, Dom)
I wonder if you’re really listenin’ to what I feel right now? (This L.A. shit)
I wonder
I’m hopin’ you’re the peace that’ll make ’em really care right now (Throw them dubs up)
But you’re gone and it just isn’t fair right now, right now (One time for our nig’, we got the world lit)
On God, the work is never done (We love you, Nip)
The good they die young, used to be my son
Even when it waivers, the pain I feel is numb
Know that you were loved, yeah
I didn’t wanna write this song

[Verse 1: The Game]
Didn’t wanna write it, so it’s from the heart
Even brought your homie from Leimert Park
Smokin’ papers on Vernon for the hurt
Reminiscin’, you and Blacc Sam built it from the dirt
Los Angeles, the gift and a curse
Focused on your neighborhood but you shifted the earth
You had the Staples Center packed like a church
Whole South Central put they hands on your hearse
I wonder if Heaven got a Slauson
You with Biggie and Pac, look at you, big as the bosses
Headed to a marathon, look at your nigga, he flossin’
Your legacy untouchable like Emani and Kross is
On the days that I’m feelin’ exhausted, think about uncle Snoop at the funeral talkin’
This type of shit you don’t see that often
Stevie Wonder singin’, he can’t even see your coffin

[Chorus: Marsha Ambrosius]
I wonder if you’re free right now, yeah
I wonder if you’re happy, are you livin’ out your dreams right now?
I hope the angels are givin’ you your wings right now
The hardest thing that I had to sing right now
Right now, right now, oh, God
The best was yet to come (Sometime)
The good, they die young
Used to the be sun even when it rains, yeah
Pain I feel is numb
You’ll always be loved
I didn’t wanna write this song

[Verse 2: The Game]
Ayy, shit sound like it look
All the history you made, nigga, I could write a book
You had the Eight Treys walkin’ with the 60s
I witnessed it all, you was right there with me
From Eritrea to South Central
From South Central to Brooklyn, look at what you been through
Mind over matter, yeah, it’s all mental
But I still don’t trust 12 when I see ’em in my rearview
Six years ago, I could of been you
Me and some of my old homies had the same issues
If I come, tell God to let me in
Give ’em the room next to Aaliyah with ESPN
You got tears fallin’ down the cheeks of Mexicans
You got a number in my phone I can’t text again
And if they killed you, they could kill Game
But I don’t mind dyin’ if it’s gon’ bring real change

[Bridge: Marsha Ambrosius]
Say hi to the sky, now it’s your turn to fly
Still we cry (Still we cry)
I wish I could have protected you there
Just say hi to the sky, now it’s your turn to fly
Still we cry, cry, cry
Still we cry, yeah
Cry, cry, I cry
Didn’t wanna write this song

[Outro: DOM KENNEDY & Marsha Ambrosius]
Dear rap game, we can’t take no more losses
Thank you God for Nipsey Hussle
King of L.A., Slauson
Clap for him, clap for him
The marathon continues
I didn’t wanna write this song

The Game – Ask for Me Lyrics

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[Intro]
Aight, come on

[Verse 1]
Soon as Dre say what Dre say, we on a yacht
Mediterranean Sea bangin’ Dre Day, nigga
Gold chain like it’s my payday, nigga
Two days away from land, yeah, mayday, nigga
Come on (Come on)
Dolphins hoppin’ out the water like a ’64 Impala, come on
You in the club tossin’ dollars for bitches that suck and swallow
I rub the wood on a model like openin’ night at Apollo
I give her the Captain’s jack, she gon’ feel like she in Astroworld tomorrow
T-shirts gettin’ borrowed, sunsets in Monte Carlo

[Chorus]
Can you fill that glass for me?
Half Henny, half lemonade
Goin’ up to renegade ’cause it’s still Aftermath with me
Is it blasphemy if I take shots of holy water and ask the nun will she blast for me?
If I baptize a stripper, if she want me to tip her shake them titties and that ass for me
I told her I can’t stay but here’s where I stay
When you get there just ask for me

[Verse 2]
I got verses from Nas, beats from Swizz
Hooks from Blige, all that shit feedin’ my kids
Took three to my side, two in my ribs
Bullet stuck in my leg, still, nigga, I’m here
I got samples from Blaze, killed shit from Premier
If niggas call my shit classic, it is what it is
Poured lean with Wayne, ain’t sipped it in years
After what happened to triple X, my vision is clear
I be like Cyclops, see niggas from five blocks
Ask your man, my superpower these five Glocks
Yachts with stash spots, my niggas is black ops
We fuckin’ these white hoes and flickin’ off black cops
I know I’m an asshole, I grew up a have-not
Now we dockin’ in Cayman islands and then make a cash drop
Ferrari in backwoods, chronic the mascot
So high I forgot this bitch name

[Chorus]
Ayy
Can you fill that glass for me?
Half Henny, half lemonade
Goin’ up to renegade ’cause it’s still Aftermath with me
Is it blasphemy if I take shots of holy water and ask the nun will she blast for me?
If I baptize a stripper, if she want me to tip her shake them titties and that ass for me
I told her I can’t stay but here’s where I stay
When you get there just ask for me

Oh Wonder – This Christmas Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Josephine Vander Gucht & Anthony West]
There’s a million faces out there in the streets
And a quiet home’s in winter melodies
Seems funny how the season brings the tear
When I’m longing for the snow to disappear

[Pre-Chorus: Josephine Vander Gucht & Anthony West]
Hey now
If I close my eyes now
Shut all the world out
Just you and me

[Chorus: Josephine Vander Gucht & Anthony West]
I’d give all the snow and sleigh bells, all the Christmas lights
I’d give all the golden mistletoe, all the cozy nights
I’d give all the love this time of year, all the festive cheer
I’d give anything this Christmas, anything this Christmas
I’d give anything this Christmas to have you here

[Verse 2: Josephine Vander Gucht & Anthony West]
There’s a taxi driving someone home tonight
And a Christmas card that I will never write
Wish I had that [?] I could skate away on
Wish I had you in my arms, where you belong

[Pre-Chorus: Josephine Vander Gucht & Anthony West]
Hey now
If I close my eyes now
Shut all the world out
Just you and me

[Chorus: Josephine Vander Gucht & Anthony West]
I’d give all the snow and sleigh bells, all the Christmas lights
I’d give all the golden mistletoe, all the cozy nights
I’d give all the love this time of year, all that festive cheer
I’d give anything this Christmas, anything this Christmas
I’d give anything this Christmas to have you here

[Chorus: Josephine Vander Gucht & Anthony West]
I’d give anything this Christmas, anything this Christmas
I’d give anything this Christmas
I’d give all the snow and sleigh bells, all the Christmas lights
I’d give all the golden mistletoe, all the cozy nights
I’d give all the love this time of year, all that festive cheer
I’d give anything this Christmas, anything this Christmas
I’d give anything this Christmas to have you here

BONES – Chrome Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
You got a false image
Bitch, I got no limits
You trip, I slap a clip in
I’m banging chrome finish
Don’t be another victim
You pussies try to fit in
This fuckin’ scene is sickenin’
It’s scary how I’m livin’

[Verse 2]
I fall asleep and pass away, then wake up blunt twistin’
Even if I’m drowning like Whitney, I keep a razor with me
Cool it down like New Edition, then go froze when you see me
I don’t fuck with the city, rather be in the forest
Solar cells up on my cottage, hear the birds in the morning
Earl Grey in my kettle
Off the grid how I settle
Super [?] how I travel
This how I cope with my mental
I engrained myself in history bitch I’ll be here forever

[Pre-Chorus]
I be so on my shit I’ma foreclose your [?]
No, you not like me
So when night fall she dip, dip
Pager all on my hip, hip
Whole game on my dick, dick
Motherfuck yo clique, give a fuck what you think, bitch
SESH

[Chorus]
I lift it up and I’m shaking the earth
Sharpen my blade and I’m bringin’ the hurt
Deep in the dirt, hittin’ the curb
Bitch don’t talk to me, don’t get on my nerves
Cashed as a bitch now I’m slurring my words
This my confession, I’m letting it burn
Told you already, bitch when will you learn?
SESH is forever till I’m in the earth
Bitch

The Game – Cross on Jesus Back Lyrics

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[Chorus: The Game]
They put a cross on Jesus’ back
They made him crawl ’til his knees was black
They put a cross on Jesus’ back
They made him crawl ’til his knees was black

[Verse 1: D Smoke]
Super good
How many people endure that judgment?
The steeple is meant to usher the presence of higher power
But the reverend desires showers with seven virgins
And hours of heaven, lustful pleasures
A couple C cups and the essence enough to keep blood rushin’, I fuck with her heavy
I might jump in her belly
I might summon her friends just so we all function like Eddie
I treat it like an animal plus the camera’s on steady
Do my damage and then go scramble leaf panties like levies
They gon’ judge me no matter what I do, uh
So I keep my halo with a peace sign, give a fuck ’bout you
When I recline, I’ma need a fee, so I never get enough, I knew
I barely even touched my food, we skipped the appetizers
I slid inside her, when I’m done, I’m like, “What the fuck I do?”
Now her head’s on my sleeve and my hand’s on her weave
She wanna stay and parlay and conversate over trees
But now I’m ready to leave
And I’m just wonderin’ where my keys is at

[Chorus: The Game]
They put a cross on Jesus’ back
They made him crawl ’til his knees was black
They put a cross on Jesus’ back
They made him crawl ’til his knees was black

[Verse 2: The Game]
One time ’bout to pull up
One time ’bout to pull up
Tell them niggas stop doin’ pull-ups on the stop sign
Assembly line with this Glock 9
We don’t toss that, tell her put in her purse
We live this real-life shit then put it in a verse
But this freak only askin’ me, “Do them bullets really hurt?”
Can’t answer no questions unless you really from the turf
But I can put you on
See your curves from them curves that I swerved up on
Legs so smooth, the type of thighs you sniff a bird up on
Fuck the Summer Walker, no matter how many times we done heard that song
Daycare on your back, scoop them kids up with the shirt that’s on
Back to the block where niggas stay active, no drama teachers
Pour O.E. out for our lost ones and stay elevated like Balenciaga sneakers
Inglewood to Compton, Space Jam’s on, shot it out with monsters
13 to your back, Tristan Thompson
K.G., I’m like the chopper had a conscience
Every nigga gotta watch how he movin’
Every picture got a nigga next to Judas
Every nigga got his own cross to bear
And that’s the reason that…

[Chorus: The Game]
They put a cross on Jesus’ back
They made him crawl ’til his knees was black
They put a cross on Jesus’ back
They made him crawl ’til his knees was black

[Outro: The Game]
This is Ye’s Sunday service with killers and murderers
Must have heard us comin’, don’t let them niggas in the church with us
This is Ye’s Sunday service with killers and murderers
Must have heard us comin’, don’t let them niggas in the church with us

The Game – Gold Daytonas Lyrics

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[Chorus: DOM KENNEDY & The Game]
Gold Daytonas
Hundred spokes for my dawgs and my Locs, why?
Ride with it on us
You know we got it
Yeah, gold Daytonas
The motherfuckin’ wheels
Yeah, ride with it on us

[Verse 1: The Game]
You ever seen a nigga get shot by the Staples Center?
Next day you watchin’ Bron Bron with them staples in ’em (Lake Show)
Yeah, came for the ruckus
Head to toe, dipped in Supreme, I’m like a Cutlass
Fuck it, let loose on niggas
Spill my Goose on niggas, two tears in a bucket (Want all the smoke)
Three-wheel motion in the Bentley truck
See 12 and hold the Remy up (Fuck 12)
Need at least a hundred thousand ’fore we go in clubs (‘Fore we what?)
‘Fore we pour them shots (‘Fore we what?)
‘Fore we throw them dubs
West Side to New York, niggas show me love (Niggas know)
Front row at the Grammys and they know we thugs

[Chorus: DOM KENNEDY & The Game]
Gold Daytonas
Hundred spokes for my dawgs and my Locs, why?
Yeah, ride with it on us
Uh, what you know about it?
Gold Daytonas
Hundred spokes for my dawgs and my Locs, why?
Ride with it on us
Ride
Yeah

[Verse 2: DOM KENNEDY]
Check my pocket, got a lot of hundreds
And all my ladies got flat stomachs, uh
At Saint Laurent when the shipment come in
Shrimp fettuccini then hop back in the Benz (Uh)
Got AMG on the seat covers, they love us
Leimert Park to the Rucker, I’m with Chuck
Get pressed for your Chucks
Matte black on the truck
Cuban link on tuck
Ace of Spades in my cup, uh
You wanna give me what I need, baby?
My seat on recline while she suck on mine, uh
Game told me, “Go ‘head, switch the style up
And if they hate, then let ’em hate
Then they gon’ end up down one”

[Chorus: DOM KENNEDY & The Game]
Gold Daytonas
Hundred spokes for my dawgs and my Locs, why?
Ride with it on us
Uh, you know we got it, nigga (Yeah), ayy
Gold Daytonas
Hundred spokes for my dawgs and my Locs, ayy
Ride with it on us
Ride, ride, ride, ride, aight, haha

[Outro: The Game & DOM KENNEDY]
Ayy, dawg, West Side on these niggas
Fuck bitches
Ayy
Fuck bitches
Yeah

Fabolous – My Mind Lyrics

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[Intro]
Hitmaka!

[Chorus: Jacquees]
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind, mind (No)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind, yeah
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind, mind (No)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Fabolous, Fabolous & Jacquees]
Uh, they be thinkin’ I be daydreamin’
Yeah, but on the real, I be bae dreamin’
Niggas tryna get at me, stay schemin’
Callin’ me Jodeci, told Alexa, “Play “Feenin’”
I can’t get you off of my mind
You know it’s hard to get it all for the grind
Had to make you VIP, get you off of that line
Since your ex been throwin’ shade, hit you up for some shine, you know?

[Pre-Chorus: Fabolous]
Put them rocks on her body like a stone massage
Doors go up on the car like the home garage
How ’bout me, you, and this money have our own ménage?
Hit you later, make sure your phone is charged

[Chorus: Jacquees]
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind (Off my mind)
Mind (No)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind
Yeah (Hey)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind (Off my mind)
Mind (Ooh)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Fabolous]
Yeah, got you all up in my thought process
No more dreamin’ ’bout you, time to let them thoughts progress
Turnin’ into reality like it’s Love & Hip-Hop
Haters can’t stand the rain but watchin’ every drip-drop
Workin’ out and eatin’ good, get your shape in tip-top
And always slides through for me, you don’t ever flip-flop
‘Less it’s that designer with Chanel C’s on ’em
Or the Gucci G’s on ’em, Louis LV’s on ’em

[Pre-Chorus: Fabolous]
Thinkin’ ’bout that head got me mind-blown
In the drop top, had my mind gone
Like minds think alike, what your mind on?
Play that “I Can’t Get You Off My Mind” song, yeah

[Chorus: Jacquees]
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind (Off my mind)
Mind (No)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind
Yeah (Hey)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind (Off my mind)
Mind (Ooh)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind, yeah, yeah

[Verse 3: Jacquees]
You’re stuck in my head (Yeah), can’t get you out (Out)
Yeah, swear you’re my drug (Drug), I can’t live without
I’m on your team, babe (Yeah), you’re hot like the ball (Rock)
Give it to me, I’ll score (Yeah)
It’s an easy decision (Right), for you, I’d listen (Yeah)
Girl, you got my attention
You’re my holster, I’m the 9, my Glock 9, never leavin’ you (You)
Yes, I need you by my side (My side)
Protect me, I’ll protect you
I’m ready (Ready), this love 50/50
Keep it a hundred with me, baby (Yeah)
I’ma take the lead, they follow (Oh)
I’m jumpin’ off the deep, no shallow (Shallow)

[Chorus: Jacquees]
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind (I can’t get you off my mind)
Mind (Oh)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind (Off my mind), yeah
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind (Off my mind)
Mind (No)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind (Off my mind), yeah, yeah

Juice WRLD – In A Mix Lyrics

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[Intro]
Yeah, hey
Yeah, hey
Oh, I’m coming ’round that bitch
Cosmic, Cosmic
Hey, oh, haters ’round this
That boy ‘smic
My heart in a- wait, yeah (Who?)

[Chorus]
My heart in a mix, pull up with a stick (Yeah)
I’m gon’ let it hit (Yeah), everyday I’m lit (Huh)
Life is so fast, had to stop and take a pic (Yeah)
Diamonds on my toilet, I get rich and take a shit (Who?)
My heart in a mix, pull up with a stick (Yeah)
I’m gon’ let it hit (Yeah), everyday I’m lit (Huh)
Life is so fast, had to stop and take a pic (Yeah)
Diamonds on my toilet, I get rich and take a shit (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
I’m in L.A. with my lay day, smoking the kk
I’m living so high that I can’t see straight
Look in the mirror, I see two faces
All white on me, but no I’m not racist
Pull up on a nigga, AK be spraying
Presidential Rollie, no Sarah Palin, yy
Keep it on me, I know that I’m not safe
Where I’m from, these niggas dying out in broad day
If you need it, then we serve it like an entree
You get cash, we pouring codeine in my Minute Maid
Sipped too much, I’m pourin’
Look at my bitch, she imported
I need a house in the forest
Make her run for me like Forrest
My lil’ bitch too gorgeous (Ooh)
She wear the fishnets (Uh), I make it in debt
Like an ocean, she be too wet

[Chorus]
My heart in a mix, pull up with a stick (Yeah)
I’m gon’ let it hit (Yeah), everyday I’m lit (Huh)
Life is so fast, had to stop and take a pic (Yeah)
Diamonds on my toilet, I get rich and take a shit (Who?)
My heart in a mix, pull up with a stick (Yeah)
I’m gon’ let it hit (Yeah), everyday I’m lit (Huh)
Life is so fast, had to stop and take a pic (Yeah)
Diamonds on my toilet, I get rich and take a shit (Yeah)

[Open Verse]

[Chorus]
My heart in a mix, pull up with a stick (Yeah)
I’m gon’ let it hit (Yeah), everyday I’m lit (Huh)
Life is so fast, had to stop and take a pic (Yeah)
Diamonds on my toilet, I get rich and take a shit (Who?)
My heart in a mix, pull up with a stick (Yeah)
I’m gon’ let it hit (Yeah), everyday I’m lit (Huh)
Life is so fast, had to stop and take a pic (Yeah)
Diamonds on my toilet, I get rich and take a shit (Yeah)

City Girls – You Tried It Lyrics

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[Intro]
Ain’t that DJ chose over there?
Look like DJ chose

[Chorus: JT & Yung Miami]
You tried it hoe, that shit ain’t work
You made him bae, I fucked him first
I took his check, you got a purse
He pay my bills, yo ass at work
You tried it hoe, that shit ain’t work
You tried it hoe, that shit ain’t work

[Verse 1: JT]
It’s the dog in ’em, I’m in the mall with ’em
I’m a trick wit ’em, you the type to fall for ’em
City Girls, period
But I need them commas
I can wait in the car, I ain’t trying to meet your mama
Baguettes around my neck
Pussy stay wet
Call that nigga Keith
All he do is sweat
2020 vision
Side bitch winning
Coppin’ us both
Shit bitch, we twinnin’
Jet black lace, wig long and it’s curly
Calling up Barbara, bitch this Shirley
We sharing that nigga, sis, don’t be salty
I like the way he ate this ass
Tell that nigga “Call me”

[Chorus: JT & Yung Miami]
You tried it hoe, that shit ain’t work
You made him bae, I fucked him first
I took his check, you got a purse
He pay my bills, yo ass at work
You tried it hoe, that shit ain’t work
You tried it hoe, that shit ain’t work

[Verse 2: Yung Miami]
Uh
I’m a rap bitch goals
I could never get chose
Bitch, he wanna be with me
Yeah
And he a rap nigga say he independent
But I got him in a 360
Trick something, he gon’ pull up to the crib and lick something
Every time I’m mad at him
He gon’ show up with something
(Trap nigga) Got him buying gifts for my friends
(Trap nigga) Make him spend his re-up on a Benz
(Trap nigga) Do I really love him, it depends?
(Trap nigga) Last one I hit up for a 10
Ride on him, get up on that dick and take a spin
Bae with me but I got a nigga paying rent

[Chorus: JT & Yung Miami]
You tried it hoe, that shit ain’t work
You made him bae, I fucked him first
I took his check, you got a purse
He pay my bills, yo ass at work
You tried it hoe, that shit ain’t work
You tried it hoe, that shit ain’t work

[Outro]
Ain’t that DJ chose over there?
Look like DJ chose

Robbie Williams – Ain’t That a Kick in the Head Lyrics

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How lucky can one guy be?
I kissed her and she kissed me
Like a fella once said:
“Ain’t that a kick in the head?”

The room was completely black
I hugged her and she hugged back
Like a sailor said quote:
“Ain’t that a hole in a boat?”

My head keeps spinnin’
I go to sleep and keep grinnin’
If this is just the beginnin’
My life is gonna be beautiful

I’ve sunshine enough to spread
It’s just like the fella said
Tell me quick
Ain’t that a kick in the head?

Like the fella once said:
“Ain’t that a kick in the head?”

Like the sailor said quote:
“Ain’t that a hole in a boat?”

My head keeps spinnin’
I go to sleep and keep grinnin’
If this is just the beginnin’
My life is gonna be beautiful

She’s telling me we’ll be wed
She’s picked out a king size bed
I couldn’t feel any better or I’d be sad

Tell me quick
Oh, ain’t that a kick…?
Tell me quick
Ain’t that a kick in the head?

Valee – Jay Leno Lyrics

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[Chorus]
At the bank, gettin’ out twenty racks
You worried ’bout change for your twenty back
I’m in a old school with the dope in the back
I might rock Hermès in the Cadillac
I’m smokin’ exotic, no cataract
I got a bad bitch, know how to act
Man, I fuck her three times, I’m tired of that
I’m in a new Benz with blue windows
I’m parkin’ it straight indoors
I might buy a Ferrari Enzo
I’m waitin’ on you like I’m loadin’
I’m in some expensive clothing
I got some bread but not a loaf
My Asian bitch say “Da da do”
I fuck that bitch then have to go

[Verse]
I fuck on your main and then give her back
I got three iPhones on contract
You see my bitch thick without contacts
My old school look like Jay Leno’s
My dick in her mouth like Mentos
She swallow me like Del Frisco’s
It’s cash in my pocket, no lint though
I’m rockin’ Balenci’, no insoles
I came up ten thousand on Baccarat
I’m in that bitch stomach like glucose
I’m sippin’ Hi-Tech with no lactose
I might buy a Corvette with no nose
You lookin’ around for who rent those
Louis Vuitton sweater, no Winslow’s
I might rock designer with RICH$O
I got your brunettes, they rich hoes
I mounted up sixes at Fifo’s
It might rub a little bit in the back
Them Percocet 30s, stay off of that

[Chorus]
At the bank, gettin’ out twenty racks
You worried ’bout change for your twenty back
I’m in a old school with the dope in the back
I might rock Hermès in the Cadillac
I’m smokin’ exotic, no cataract
I got a bad bitch, know how to act
Man, I fuck her three times, I’m tired of that
I’m in a new Benz with blue windows
I’m parkin’ it straight indoors
I might buy a Ferrari Enzo
I’m waitin’ on you like I’m loadin’
I’m in some expensive clothing
I got some bread but not a loaf
My Asian bitch say “Da da do”
I fuck that bitch then have to go

Roddy Ricch – Tip Toe Lyrics

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[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
Rose gold Rollie on a nigga put the whole damn hood on, huh
Patron of the New I had to put the drip on
Ask me how many niggas I done put on
My private planes ’bout to fly with the good old
I fuck with bougie bitches, fuck a hood ho
Hit that bitch from the back and told her ditto
Seen the jakes and a nigga had to get low
She looking at the Patek like some Skittles
Her husband been talking tough, I turned her widow
Giuseppe got me on my tiptoe
Why you wifin’ on a flip ho?
Bought the strap, playing give ‘n’ go
Serving junkies out the window
Tried to rob us, got extendo
We ain’t playing no pretendo

[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch]
Sipping on this codeine, a nigga gotta speak my mind, mm-mm
I remember we was having popo’nem behind, yeah, yeah
I’m gettin’ money, I can see the hate inside his eyes, yeah, yeah, huh
Fuck a bitch, I had to grab her by the waist
Hit the pussy ’til I knock it outta place
In the V12, get a lot of face
Spare the details, finished on her face
And I had the strap when I caught my case
Just got the grow house, started in the bay
I made a hundred plays in a day
Put a AP bitch inside of the face
And I got the hood down, they riding every day
Putting money on the opps, no face, no case

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
Rose gold Rollie on a nigga put the whole damn hood on, huh
Patron of the New I had to put the drip on
Ask me how many niggas I done put on
My private planes ’bout to fly with the good old
I fuck with bougie bitches, fuck a hood ho
Hit that bitch from the back and told her ditto
Seen the jakes and a nigga had to get low
She looking at the Patek like some Skittles
Her husband been talking tough, I turned her widow
Giuseppe got me on my tiptoe
Why you wifin’ on a flip ho?
Bought the strap, playing give ‘n’ go
Serving junkies out the window
Tried to rob us, got extendo
We ain’t playing no pretendo

[Verse 2: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Balenciaga-wearin’-ass nigga
Hoodied up with a mask, nigga
Shit snatched now you want it back, nigga
I just hope you don’t go and rat, nigga
Long johns right under the strap, nigga
That’s for you staring ass niggas
Sawed-off head tap, double-tap niggas
That’s for you rat niggas
No, I can’t do no nine to five
Nah-nah-nah I went to work with the strap, nigga
I came around with five, Roddy came with six
And we got eleven straps with us
Fuck with my ride-or-die
Holes in your body, nigga, like SpongeBob
And backflipping go ta-da-da, ta-da-da
Nigga, I know magic nigga

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
Rose gold Rollie on a nigga put the whole damn hood on, huh
Patron of the New I had to put the drip on
Ask me how many niggas I done put on
My private planes ’bout to fly with the good old
I fuck with bougie bitches, fuck a hood ho
Hit that bitch from the back and told her ditto
Seen the jakes and a nigga had to get low
She looking at the Patek like some Skittles
Her husband been talking tough, I turned her widow
Giuseppe got me on my tiptoe
Why you wifin’ on a flip ho?
Bought the strap, playing give ‘n’ go
Serving junkies out the window
Tried to rob us, got extendo
We ain’t playing no pretendo

[Outro: Roddy Ricch]
Why you wifin’ on a flip ho?
Why you wifin’ on a flip ho?

Taylor Swift – Lover (First Dance Remix) Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
We could leave the Christmas lights up ’til January
And this is our place, we make the rules
And there’s a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you, dear
Have I known you 20 seconds or 20 years?

[Chorus]
Can I go where you go?
Can we always be this close?
Forever and ever, ah
Ah, take me out, and take me home
You’re my, my, my, my lover

[Verse 2]
We could let our friends crash in the living room
This is our place, we make the call
And I’m highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you
I’ve loved you three summers now, honey, but I want ’em all

[Chorus]
Can I go where you go?
Can we always be this close?
Forever and ever, ah
Take me out, and take me home (Forever and ever)
You’re my, my, my, my lover

[Bridge]
Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand?
With every guitar string scar on my hand
I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover
My heart’s been borrowed and yours has been blue
All’s well that ends well to end up with you
Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover
And you’ll save all your dirtiest jokes for me
And at every table, I’ll save you a seat, lover

[Chorus]
Can I go where you go?
Can we always be this close?
Forever and ever, ah
Take me out, and take me home (Forever and ever)
You’re my, my, my, my
Oh, you’re my, my, my, my
Darling, you’re my, my, my, my lover

Lil Mosey – Right Now Lyrics

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[Intro]
Keva

[Chorus]
I got so much fans right now
I’m just who they want right now
I think I’m the man right now
Getting to the bands right now
Mother needs a hand right now
So don’t ask me any free shit right now
‘Cause my grandma really sick right now
So to get it, all I need is right now
Right now, I got so much fans right now
I’m just who they want right now
I think I’m the man, right?

[Verse 1]
I hit your phone cause, I be losin’ it
It’s going fast, and I’m new to this
I need help, I’m just tryna do this shit
Circle small, cause niggas fakin’ it
I don’t need nobody else now
’Cause I learned just how to grind out
Ain’t nobody wanna help me
So, strictly brothers coming with me
Switching on these niggas, iffy
Niggas hating but they just envy
I be on my grind ’till you end me
But be ready, couple fucking emptys
Momma ask why I can’t stop
‘Cause we’re victim to the street
Momma ask why I can’t stop
’Cause them niggas getting beat
My old homies watching over me
Why I never lose my loyalty
My momma stressin’ I don’t wanna see
Had to raise us by her lonely

[Chorus]
I got so much fans right now
I’m just who they want right now
I think I’m the man right now
Getting to the bands right now
Mother needs a hand right now
So don’t ask me any free shit right now
‘Cause my grandma really sick right now
So to get it, all I need is right now

[Verse 2]
Broken twin sized mattress, no lights in the ceiling
Life was straight madness at 14 building
Full of straight sadness, don’t know how I was dealin’
Go through 12 track-list right after it was doomsday
Starting writing rhymes ever since, then I knew they would love the kid
So, I grinded out like everyday
Eating strictly Ramen, and any other food was a fool today
I had to do it, get my momma a better day
So when she lay away, she’ll be sleepin’ carelessly
I gotta get her off that 9-5 shit, ’cause lately she been stressin’ ’bout some other shit
The food, the money, and whatever falls under it

[Chorus]
I got so much fans right now
I’m just who they want right now
I think I’m the man right now
Getting to the bands right now
Mother needs a hand right now
So don’t ask me any free shit right now
‘Cause my grandma really sick right now
So to get it, all I need is right now

Jonathan Young – Bloody Stream Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
From the silent depths of darkness
The pillars have been sleeping for centuries
They have awakened
Now the blood, crimson blood
It summons the power of the stand, and rise up

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Our inherited love
It could be called our fate
Then with your smiling eyes
Step up to the plate

[Chorus]
Now you will mystify the night
Dodge in the blinking of an eye
Avoid the evil blade, and then find an opening to strike
Testing your conviction paves a way onto tomorrow
Like a bloody storm
You’re burning like a bloody stone
Now the words of destiny are written in your veins
Immortal and undying, now the bonds [??] are rising up again
Just take a hold of them!

[Sax Solo]

[Verse 2]
There’s a power overflowing
The marking of a voice left by a friend that you are hearing
All the pain has been spreading
Now live for the feelings that you shared, and could be sharing

[Pre-Chorus 2]
The strength of your will
Leading the rising dawn
With noble elegance, sparkling on!

[Chorus 2]
Onto the mountains, bright at night
Onto the fire in the skies
Bring me to the clashing souls that wander in the night
Pushing through the sadness fades away onto tomorrow
Like a bloody soul
You’re burning like a bloody star
Cutting like a blade through every wind and every flame
Flowing into you, there is a [??] to take your further
Without hesitation!

[Bridge]
Ripple of destiny
In your heart, let it resonate
It is your fate

[Chorus 3]
Now you will mystify the night
Dodge in the blinking of an eye
Avoid the evil blade, and then find an opening to strike
Testing your conviction paves a way onto tomorrow
AAAOOOOW!
Like a bloody storm
You’re burning like a bloody stone
Now the words of destiny are written in your veins
Floating and indelible, the bonds of pride, infallible, will burn
Clasping together!

Tech N9ne – Yeah No! Lyrics

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[Chorus: Mackenzie Nicole]
Yeah! No!
Yeah! No!

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
This God energy, y’all ain’t ready
‘Cause I ain’t hanging out, nigga I’m reclusive now, what!

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
The gun drops in a one
If you bums cross then you done
Don’t get red rum caught in your lungs
It’s electric when the Tech is finna get plum lost in the drum
Let’s go!
We gotcha, he want it wit’ we ’cause we don’t see nada
Gotta be solitary or prolly wit’ me partnas in a B chakra
Flea’s off ya gotta bleed Mothra, please Papa
I’ma need vodka wit the weed to stop ta lay D, Gaga
Ball pit, slit, bitch, split slide, you can dip wit’ them guys
That wanna hit the spliff from inside my fuckin’ circle
I don’t wanna hurt you, the N9na’s a virtue
We gotta take care of him
And if you think you’re gonna harass him
You cannot reach me and all of my seraphim
Ninefold, so nigga I been chose, I get in souls
Make ’em implode wit’ a beat like I’m on and my grim flows
When I’m done, say goodbye to the gun, everyone I gotta go
You wanna hang out wit Doc Strange after my show?
Yeah, no!

[Chorus: Mackenzie Nicole]
Yeah! No!
Yeah! No!

[Interlude: Tech N9ne]
Yeah we good, it’s just time to be still for real
I am not y’alls enemies, I’m trying to preserve my chakras nigga

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Nine times greater than rhyme I’m beta
With the slime crowd, it behind
I made it with divine shine haters
When I line mine
But I’m the highest angel in white
Try to find my angle and came, I’m exalted
Nigga lost his but the boss is entangled in bank
Might feel inferior to this hierarchy
But you gonna hear su-superior, you try’na tire mark me
Tech’ll never bring the gore to Maudie
The family cannot afford the body
Of the blessed kid to be tested
You gonna catch shit like a porta potty
Shieza, why ya try the fire? Bye bruh
Never am I pleading my case
Got an angel 90 feet in my face
On a cloud nine
‘Bout time to get out rhymes with devout lines
About mine and see shout signs ’cause I outshined all the clout kind
I’ma stay lifted and gifted, I see that you Round Up
That’s ’cause you wicked and vicious, you’ll be in the ground bruh
If you family you already know I’m gon’ show
But if a nigga wanna get with me on back and forth flow
Yeah, no

[Chorus: Mackenzie Nicole]
Yeah! No!

[Interlude: Tech N9ne]
Party time’s over after shows, nigga
Hang out
I don’t know who the hell shooting at you motherfuckers

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Leave it
Nigga, just leave it
Our connection is no more needed
‘Cause my mere mortal mind has been deleted
Now my seraph in your time is now depleted I conceded
Motherfucker leave it
Nigga just leave it
Our connection is no more needed
‘Cause my mere mortal mind has been deleted
Now my seraph in your time is now depleted I conceded
Motherfucker leave it

[Chorus: Mackenzie Nicole]
Yeah! No!
Yeah! No!

[Outro]
Strive to be the highest of men
God is not in the sky it’s within

YNW Melly – My Slime Lyrics

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[Intro]
Do you want smoke?
We want all the smoke
That’s enough, Mr. Pitt has got work to do

[Chorus]
Bustin’ open juugs ’cause we tryna get a ki
Pull up on ’em with them AR-15s and .223
And we trustin’ everything so we pray our soul to keep
Put them crosses on the window and sit right by the sea
That’s my motherfuckin’ nigga, yeah, he ridin’ right with me
Bu-bustin’ open juugs ’cause we tryna get a ki
Bu-bustin’ open juugs ’cause we tryna get a ki
Pull up on ’em with them AR-15s and .223

[Verse]
Hundred round on the motherfuckin’ Gat, huh
You’s a motherfuckin’ pussy, scaredy-cat, ooh
Chopper loaded, F&N, we push him back
Tried to up the Glock, he didn’t do it fast
Hollow tips went through his chest and then his ass
We walk, we talk that slang
If you run up on us, we gon’ let it go
Keep fuckin’ with my bro
Shootin’, then I’m shootin’ if he fightin’, I’m still shootin’, ’cause
We don’t do conclusions, bruh, I can’t let in Lucifer
I’d be damned if I do it, all my niggas shootin’ shit
And they down to go stupid
And they down

[Chorus]
Bustin’ open juugs ’cause we tryna get a ki
Pull up on ’em with them AR-15s and .223
And we trustin’ everything so we pray our soul to keep
Put them crosses on the window and sit right by the sea
That’s my motherfuckin’ nigga, yeah, he ridin’ right with me
Bu-bustin’ open juugs ’cause we tryna get a ki
Bu-bustin’ open juugs ’cause we tryna get a ki
Pull up on ’em with them AR-15s and .223
Bustin’ open juugs ’cause we tryna get a ki
Pull up on ’em with them AR-15s and .223
And we trustin’ everything so we pray our soul to keep
Put them crosses on the window and sit right by the sea
That’s my motherfuckin’ nigga, yeah, he ridin’ right with me
Bu-bustin’ open juugs ’cause we tryna get a ki
Bu-bustin’ open juugs ’cause we tryna get a ki
Pull up on ’em with them AR-15s and .223

Leonard Cohen – The Night of Santiago Lyrics

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She said she was a maiden
That wasn’t what I heard
For the sake of conversation
I took her at her word
The lights went out behind us
The fireflies undressed
The broken sidewalk ended
I touched her sleeping breasts
They opened to me urgently
Like lilies from the dead
Behind a fine embroidery
Her nipples rose like bread
Then I took off my necktie
And she took off her dress
My belt and pistol set aside
We tore away the rest

The night of Santiago
And I was passing through
So I took her to the river
As any man would do

Her thighs they slipped away from me
Like schools of startled fish
Though I’ve forgotten half my life
I still remember this
Now, as a man I won’t repeat
The things she said aloud
Except for this, my lips are sealed forever
And for now
And soon there’s sand in every kiss
And soon the dawn is ready
And soon the night surrenders
To a daffodil machete
I gave her something pretty
And I waited till she laughed
I wasn’t born a gypsy
To make a woman sad

The night of Santiago
And I was passing through
I took her to the river
As any man would do
The night of Santiago
And I was passing through
I took her to the river
As any man would do

I didn’t fall in love of course
It’s never up to you
But she was walking back and forth
And I was passing through
When I took her to the river
In her virginal apparel
When I took her to the river
On that night of Santiago
And yes she lied about it all
Her children and her husband
You were born to judge the world
Forgive me but I wasn’t

The night of Santiago
And I was passing through
I took her to the river
As any man would do

The night of Santiago
And I was passing through
I took her to the river
As any man would do

The night of Santiago
And I was passing through
So I took her to the river
As any man would do

The night of Santiago
And I was passing through
So I took her to the river
As any man would do

Quando Rondo – Caught Up In My Thoughts Lyrics

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[Intro]
Pipe that shit up TnT
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This for my niggas in prison that stay calling from the jail phone
You know I rap about my life… listen

[Hook]
Look, since I been up it been hard to tell who really my friend
Like who gon’ hold it down to the end
Who can I call to vent
Don’t ever want mama, mama to cook cocaine again
From Juvenile like sending letters they pick up the pen
My mama always used to say you need a change of friends
Like what’s the difference nigga now and then
I’m sipping codeine and I can’t seem to stop
I’m with the same ass niggas from the apartments, the projects

[Verse 1]
Late night scheming
Dope boy dreaming
I’ma put my [?]
Make sure they know the real meaning
I was just late night scheming
Dope boy dreaming
I’d rather think about our transformations in life
And can’t let nothing come between us
I’m thinking about a lot of secrets that people don’t know
Remember I was struggling the reason I jumped out the pole
I made a promise to be solid and stick to the code
Weight on my shoulders but it’s so much I take edibles
My cousin crossed me I took that to the chin
Thinking about Leeky got my dawg in the pen
You know we [?]
Tell you my struggles girl sit back let me vent
I got in trouble tryna hustle mama couldn’t pay the rent
I’ont want no stripe selling white [?]
Sittin’ in that cell with nobody
I know you sleeping probably
[?] I wanna tell you I’m sorry
You supposed to be with me now skirting off in this rari’

[Hook]
Look, since I been up it been hard to tell who really my friend
Like who gon’ hold it down to the end
Who can I call to vent
Don’t want ever want mama, mama to cook cocaine again
From Juvenile like sending letters they pick up the pen
My mama always used to say you need a change of friends
Like what’s the difference nigga now and then
I’m sipping codeine and I can’t seem to stop
I’m with the same ass niggas from the apartments, the projects

[Verse 2]
The strangest things will make ’em hate, like why they envy
[?] if you up and [?]
Better change the [?] fuck the Maybach I want the Bentley truck
I-95 I went hellcat [?] came back with a brick boss up
Bought some new shoes, I stepped in mud
You facing two words from the judge
I look around they switching up
When they fell down and couldn’t get up
I picked ’em up when they was struggling
I don’t give a fuck ’bout all that cousin shit
Marriage is that Christian wife and husband shit
I’m tryna put together puzzles
Like how the fuck I lose [?]
What would 2Pac say about the struggle
I know I’m straight [?]
I know the jewler’s [?]
How I fall in love with a project bitch
Always been on some project shit
Niggas don’t even [?]
I’m stayin’ down I’m tryna run up an M
Walked in the building like the picture I’m him
These niggas know that I’m him
Since I been up seems like the fake love is real
Mama the bills gon’ get paid long as we got vacuum zips

[Hook]
Look, since I been up it been hard to tell who really my friend
Like who gon’ hold it down to the end
Who can I call to vent
Don’t want ever want mama, mama to cook cocaine again
From Juvenile like sending letters they pick up the pen
My mama always used to say you need a change of friends
Like what’s the difference nigga now and then
I’m sipping codeine and I can’t seem to stop
I’m with the same ass niggas from the apartments, the projects

[Outro]
I gotta tell them niggas this (Ayy)
This for my niggas in them prisons steady calling through the jail phone
Ayy
Q-R-N
This for my niggas on Carl Griffin steady calling through the jail phone
Quando Rondo nigga!

Regina Spektor – Walking Away Lyrics

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After all these years it’s still the same
After all this time not much to say
I just keep walking away
From this day

You can still feel small though you are grown
You can be surrounded but alone
You can go searching for home
In a place you’ve never known

Take my hand
I’m just looking for a friend and I don’t know where to find one
Take my hand
I don’t want this day to end
And I don’t wanna look for a different skyline

I am disappointed all the time
I just smile and say that I am fine
If there is fault might be mine
I can’t read the signs

But you can still give gifts though you are broke
Maybe just a smile or just a joke
You can give somebody hope
Though your words stuck in your throat

Take my hand
I’m just looking for a friend and I don’t know where to find one
Take my hand
I don’t want this day to end
And I don’t wanna look at a different skyline

I like this sky fine

After all these years it’s still the same
After all this time, not much to say
I just keep walking away

YNW Melly – Suicidal Lyrics

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[Intro]
Suicidal
Your love is suicidal
Lately I’ve been feeling suicidal
Your love is suicidal

[Pre-Chorus]
I thought that we were meant to be
You took my heart and made it bleed
I gave you all my ecstasy
I know you’ll be the death of me
Left lipstick on my Hennessy
Felt like you took my soul from me
You gave me all your ecstasy
I thought that we were meant to be

[Chorus]
Your love is suicidal
For me, your love is suicidal
To me, your love is suicidal
To me, your love is suicidal

[Refrain]
I’m sippin’ Hennessy-‘y-‘y, ooh
I’m sippin’ Hennessy-‘y-‘y, ooh

[Verse]
I don’t want to lose my conscience
Drinkin’ all this Hennessy
Baby, you took control of me
And I got too many enemies
I knew you wanted to fuck him ’cause I could just tell
Check my back, now I’m, now I’m in my bag, yeah
You did me bad, you did me bad
But I said, “Fuck it,” and I ran up my bag, yeah
I’m in my bag, I’m in my bag now
But you didn’t even put it all on the line
For me, no, oh, I’m sorry
This is the end of us
It’s crazy ’cause my heart is dangerous
Felt like you took my soul from me
Like the devil got a hold on me
Everybody wishin’ bad on me
Everybody wishin’ bad on me
You taught a lesson to me that I had to learn
And I’m so sorry ’cause you let our bridges burn
I said I loved you and I wish I never did
I swear to God, I swear to God, you stupid bitch

[Pre-Chorus]
I thought that we were meant to be
You took my heart and made it bleed
I gave you all my ecstasy
I know you’ll be the death of me
Left lipstick on my Hennessy
Felt like you took my soul from me
No way, I gave you all my ecstasy
I thought that you were meant for me
I know you’ll be the death of me
Thought we were for eternity
You fucked me up, both physically
And mentally, I can’t believe

[Refrain]
I’m sippin’ Hennessy-‘y-‘y, ooh
I’m sippin’ Hennessy-‘y-‘y, ooh
I’m sippin’ Hennessy-‘y-‘y, ooh
I’m sippin’ Hennessy-‘y-‘y, ooh

[Chorus]
Your love is suicidal
For me, your love is suicidal
To me, your love is suicidal
To me, your love is suicidal

[Outro]
You taught a lesson to me that I had to learn
And I’m so sorry ’cause you let our bridges burn
I said I loved you and I wish I never did
I swear to God, I swear to God, you stupid bitch

Trippie Redd – Abandoned Lyrics

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[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Huh, I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, oh
I can’t think, I can’t breathe, oh
I can’t see, I can’t be with you, yeah
I don’t know where to go from here
I know you told me not to come here
But I know you’ll find some time
Some, yeah, for me

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Tryna find my love, shawty
You ain’t holding up, shawty
You ain’t know enough, shawty, oh
Told you it was love, shawty
Put my love above, shawty
I know what it was shawty, shawty
Damn, shawty, right there, shawty, right there, shawty
Where you gon’ go? Where you gon’ go?
Where you gon’ go, girl? Yeah

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Huh, I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, oh
I can’t think, I can’t breathe, oh
I can’t see, I can’t be with you, yeah
I don’t know where to go from here
I know you told me not to come here
But I know you’ll find some time
Some, yeah, for me

[Verse 2: Mariah the Scientist]
It’s been a while now
Déjà vu like I’m comin’ down a aisle
Eyes on you, I hear you loud and clear
Like I’m sorting through a crowd
Heard what you did, won’t you say, “It ain’t so”
‘Cause you lose yourself when you touchin’ road
I guess that’s why you never think to come home
But by the time you change your mind, I’ll be gone
‘Cause you should know by now, that I…

[Chorus: Trippie Redd, Trippie Redd & Mariah the Scientist]
Huh, I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, oh
I can’t think, I can’t breathe, oh
I can’t see, I can’t be with you, yeah
I don’t know where to go from here
I know you told me not to come here
But I know you’ll find some time
Some, yeah, for me

[Outro: Mariah the Scientist]
Tryna find my love, shawty
You ain’t holding up, shawty
You ain’t know enough, shawty, oh
Told you it was love, shawty
Put my love above, shawty
I know what it was shawty, shawty
Damn, shawty (Right there), shawty (Right there), shawty
Where you gon’ go? Where you gon’ go?
Where you gon’ go, girl?

PARTYNEXTDOOR – The News Lyrics

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[Chorus]
What’s news to you, it ain’t news to me
What’s news to you
What’s news to you, it ain’t news to me
And what’s blue to you, it ain’t blue to me
It ain’t blue to me, it ain’t new to me (Oh)

[Verse 1]
Hurt me, then tell me, “Man up”
Hurt me, then tell me, “Stand up”
Ask me questions, then don’t care about the answers
Hurt me, hurt me, oh

[Pre-Chorus]
Do you deserve me? No way (No way)
But can I let you go to anybody?
Never in a million (Lifetimes)
But my love just reached the ceiling

[Chorus]
What’s news to you, it ain’t news to me
What’s news to you
What’s news to you, it ain’t news to me
And what’s blue to you, it ain’t blue to me (Blue to you)
It ain’t blue to me, it ain’t new to me

[Verse 2]
Deep down, I want out
Deep down, I feel tied down
Sometimes, it’s my own
Doing that makes things
Come to fruition, babe

[Pre-Chorus]
Do you deserve me? No way (No way)
Can I let you go to anybody?
Never in a million (Lifetimes)
But my love just reached the ceiling tonight

[Chorus]
What’s news to you, it ain’t news to me
What’s news to you
What’s news to you, it ain’t news to me
And what’s blue to you, it ain’t blue to me (Blue to you)
It ain’t blue to me, it ain’t new to me
What’s news to you, it ain’t news to me
What’s news to you
What’s news to you, it ain’t news to me
And what’s blue to you, it ain’t blue to me (Blue to you)
It ain’t blue to me, it ain’t new to me

[Verse 3]
Used to your bad side, baby
I got used to your bad side, baby
I got used to your bad side, baby, oh
Oh
Oh
Oh

[Outro]
You got a side that nobody’s seen, yeah
You got a volume nobody’s heard
Promise me somethin’, not with your words
You told me there’s nobody else
But I see you different
And I know different (Different)
I seen different
I know
I know (I, I)
I know
Yeah, I know, I know (I know)
Ah
Used to your bad side, baby
I got used to your bad side, baby
I got used to your bad side, baby

Beck – Die Waiting Lyrics

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[Intro]
When the sky fades out and the roads all end
I’m gonna wait on you, gonna wait on you
When the money runs out and the walls close in
I’m gonna wait on you, gonna wait on you

[Chorus]
I don’t care what I have to do
Know that I’m gonna wait on you
I don’t care what I have to do
Know that I’m gonna wait on you

[Verse 1]
Coming off the feeling
Got my body reeling
Really coming off the ceiling
All my memories got me kneeling
Almost got a real thing
Almost got a new leaf
Darker than you ever knew it
Something that you’re going through it, oh, yeah

[Chorus]
I don’t care what I have to do
Know that I’m gonna wait on you
I don’t care what I have to do
Know that I’m gonna wait on you

[Bridge]
Yeah, oh, yeah, oh

[Refrain]
When the sky fades out and the roads all end
I’m gonna wait on you, gonna wait on you
When the money runs out and the walls close in
I’m gonna wait on you

[Verse 2]
I can’t understand why I’ve waited for so long
Just to walk out of the door, see the world moving on
And I lay down in the sun with the moonlight in my eyes
If it takes a lifetime, then you know I got time, oh, yeah

[Chorus]
I don’t care what I have to do
Know that I’m gonna wait on you
I don’t care what I have to do
Know that I’m gonna wait on you
I don’t care what I have to do
Know that I’m gonna wait on you
I don’t care what I have to do
Know that I’m gonna wait on you

YNW Melly – I Ain’t Lying Lyrics

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[Intro]
Let me talk my shit, ’cause like (Straight up)
I came up from motherfuckin’ nothin’
And I got them permanents in my mouth, man
Ayy, look, man, I just went to Johnny Dang, man
And I’m talkin’ like Johnny Dang, man (I’m talkin’ like Johnny Dang, bitch, permanent)

[Chorus]
I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’ (I ain’t lyin’)
I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’, oh
I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’ (Uh-uh)
If I’m lying then she’d say a nigga died (I died)
Up that 40 at his ass, he slangin’ iron (Iron)
Shawty want Lil’ Sak, she wanna fuck my bro
Hit his ass from the back, need no scope (No scope)
And the dick in her mouth just like skulls (Just like skulls)

[Verse 1]
I’m like “Damn, hold a minute, what that coochie do?” (Coochie do)
Suck that dick, then I buy you some new Gucci shoes, wait
Suck that dick good, I buy you up some Gucci shoes, wait
Suck that dick good, I buy you some new Gucci shoes
And I’m lookin’ for that bitch just like I’m Scooby-Doo
And I’m tryna get the mystery, a Rubik’s Cube
And I told her that I love her, but I lied though (I lied)
And I told her that I’m off a lot of hydro (Hydro)
And I’m poured up like Waldo
Young nigga used to trap up out the metro (Metro)
Rob a nigga then I get some fuckin’ Retros
Take your bitch, uh, ooh-ooh, yes, no
And I fucked her, now her stomach need some Pepto
Tell that pussy nigga stop flaggin’, he don’t want smoke
I got bad hoes cheatin’, and they say I’m fling-ding
I’m in jail but on Twitter, I’m trending
Big ass gun, and the clip is extending
Shawty wanna fuck ’cause a nigga gettin’ bands
Young rich nigga, watch me hit the Melvin dance
Young street nigga, I got bands in my pants

[Chorus]
I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’
I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’, oh
I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’
If I’m lying then she’d say a nigga died (Oh)
Up that 40 at his ass, he slangin’ iron (Iron)
Shawty want Lil’ Sak, she wanna fuck my bro
Hit his ass from the back, need no scope
And the dick in her mouth just like skulls

[Verse 2]
Nigga, fuck the opps
Yeah, I’m OTF them (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I’m YSL them (On my mom)
Yeah, I’m Grizzley Gang them (On my mom)
Yeah, I’m 100K them (On my mom)
Yeah, I’m with my gang ‘nem (On my mom)
Yeah, I’m YNW (On my mom)
Pussy ass nigga, we kill you (On my mom)
Shawty gon’ fuck on us (Yeah), ’cause we gettin’ money, yeah
I got lots of hundreds, yeah, she think that it’s funny, yeah
Bounce on the dick like motherfuckin’ bunny, yeah
I don’t wanna say that, she don’t wanna play that, uh
Heard you was on another phone line with ’em (Phone line)
Heard you really said you really liked that nigga (Liked that nigga)
I don’t give a fuck, I ain’t gon’ fight that nigga (No, no)
We can have a money fight, I got a lotta that, bae (Woah, woah, woah)

[Chorus]
I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’
I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’, oh
I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’, I ain’t lyin’
If I’m lying then she’d say a nigga died
Up that 40 at his ass, he slangin’ iron
Shawty want Lil’ Sak, she wanna fuck my bro
Hit his ass from the back, need no scope
And the dick in her mouth just like skulls

Lewis Capaldi – Leaving My Love Behind Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
I don’t know how we got to where we are
So far removed, I don’t know where to start
‘Cause I’ve been away for far too long
But I implore you, please hold on
I beg you, please hold on

[Pre-Chorus]
Love don’t come easy to us
And it’s killing me to hang on
And hope it’s enough

[Chorus]
So, I was just wondering
Could you tell me, is it all a waste of time?
Are you leaving my love behind?
Baby, say the word and let me know
You gotta give me something
I swear that I won’t try to change your mind
If you’re leaving my love behind
Baby, say the word and let me go

[Verse 2]
We used to wait up and talk for hours on end
And it’s got me thinking that lately something’s changed
‘Cause I’ve been feeling you leaving
Cracks in conversations way too long
I’m barely holding on

[Pre-Chorus]
Love don’t come easy to us
And it’s killing me to hang on
And hope it’s enough

[Chorus]
So, I was just wondering
Could you tell me, is it all a waste of time?
Are you leaving my love behind?
Baby, say the word and let me know
You gotta give me something
I swear that I won’t try to change your mind
If you’re leaving my love behind
Baby, say the word and let me go

[Bridge]
Just let me go, let me go
Just let me go, just let me go
Baby, say the word and let me go

[Chorus]
‘Cause I was just wondering
Could you tell me, is it all a waste of time?
Are you leaving my love behind?
Baby, say the word and let me know
You gotta give me something
I swear that I won’t try to change your mind
If you’re leaving my love behind
Baby, say the word and let me go

[Outro]
Just let me go, just let me go
Baby, say the word and let me go