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Playboi Carti – Lobby Lyrics

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[Intro: Future]
Hahahahaha
If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot you

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Uh, I just walked into the lobby (Ooh)
And I just popped me a molly (Ooh)
All of these bitches, they wildin’ (Booted up)
All of these niggas, they watching, nigga, stop it
Hop in the coupe, ’bout to gas ya
I hop in the coupe, push the gas up (Skrrt)
She said that I’m going too fast, yeah (Yeah)
Uh, I just walked into the lobby (Ooh)
And I just popped me a molly (Ooh)
All of these bitches, they wildin’
All of these niggas, they watching, nigga, stop it
Hop in the coupe, ’bout to gas ya
I hop in the coupe, push the gas up (Yeah)
She said that I’m going too fast, yeah (Fast, yeah)

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
I hop in that jet
Just to go see that lil’ bitch
Can’t wait ’til I land, I’ma go hop in the ‘Vette
Just to go fuck that lil’ bitch (Bitch)
Twenty-one years and I’m lit (Huh)
Twenty-one ho’s on my list
Maison Margiela, my nigga, my set
Maison Margiela, young nigga, no lint
Maison Margiela, my nigga, I’m lit
Maison Margiela, my nigga, my scent
Maison Margiela, my nigga, no lint
Maison Margiela, my nigga, no lint
Designer my belt, designer my kicks
Designer my bitch (Yeah), Madonna my bitch (Yeah)
I know you in love with my bitch (I know)
God damn, I’m in love with my bitch (God damn, I’m in love with my bitch)
All of my diamonds, they kiss
My diamonds, they blow you a kiss (Woah)
Your diamonds, they looking like itch
Your diamonds, they looking like itch (Huh?)
My diamonds, they blow you a kiss
My bitch, she blow you a kiss (Mwah)
Your diamonds, they looking like itch (Yeah, yeah)
Your diamonds, they looking like itch (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Uh, I just walked into the lobby (Ooh)
And I just popped me a molly (Ooh)
All of these bitches, they wildin’ (Booted up)
All of these niggas, they watching, nigga, stop it
Hop in the coupe, ’bout to gas ya
I hop in the coupe, push the gas up (Skrrt)
She said that I’m going too fast, yeah (Yeah)
Uh, I just walked into the lobby (Ooh)
And I just popped me a molly (Ooh)
All of these bitches, they wildin’
All of these niggas, they watching, nigga, stop it
Hop in the coupe, ’bout to gas ya
I hop in the coupe, push the gas up (Yeah)
She said that I’m going too fast, yeah (Fast, yeah)

[Open Verse]

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Uh, I just walked into the lobby (Ooh)
And I just popped me a molly (Ooh)
All of these bitches, they wildin’ (Booted up)
All of these niggas, they watching, nigga, stop it
Hop in the coupe, ’bout to gas ya
I hop in the coupe, push the gas up (Skrrt)
She said that I’m going too fast, yeah (Yeah)
Uh, I just walked into the lobby (Ooh)
And I just popped me a molly (Ooh)
All of these bitches, they wildin’
All of these niggas, they watching, nigga, stop it
Hop in the coupe, ’bout to gas ya
I hop in the coupe, push the gas up (Yeah)
She said that I’m going too fast, yeah (Fast, yeah)

Desiigner – 911 Lyrics

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[Chorus]
Man don’t want no war, huh
I bring the choppa for glory, huh
I bring the choppa for war, huh
Man call 911
Man don’t want no war, huh
I bring the choppa for glory, huh
I bring the choppa for war, huh
Man call 911
Man don’t want no war, huh
I bring the choppa for glory, huh
I bring the choppa for war, huh
Man call 911
Man don’t want no war, huh
I bring the choppa for glory, huh
I bring the choppa for war, huh
Man call 911

[Post-Chorus]
Man call 911, huh
Pick up the drum, pick none, huh
I get the niggas that killin’, the niggas that robbin’ the banks just for fun, huh
Smoke dope, [?] my lungs, huh
3, 4, 5, Big Pun, huh
Big 45, big gun
Man gon’ run, I hunt

[Chorus]
Man don’t want no war, huh
I bring the choppa for glory, huh
I bring the choppa for war, huh
Man call 911
Man don’t want no war, huh
I bring the choppa for glory, huh
I bring the choppa for war, huh
Man call 911
Man don’t want no war, huh
I bring the choppa for glory, huh
I bring the choppa for war, huh
Man call 911
Man don’t want no war, huh
I bring the choppa for glory, huh
I bring the choppa for war, huh
Man call 911

[Post-Chorus]
Man call 911, huh
Pick up the drum, pick none, huh
I get the niggas that killin’, the niggas that robbin’ the banks just for fun, huh
Smoke dope, [?] my lungs, huh
3, 4, 5, Big Pun, huh
Big 45, big gun
Man gon’ run, I hunt

[Chorus]
Man don’t want no war, huh
I bring the choppa for glory, huh
I bring the choppa for war, huh
Man call 911
Man don’t want no war, huh
I bring the choppa for glory, huh
I bring the choppa for war, huh
Man call 911
Man don’t want no war, huh
I bring the choppa for glory, huh
I bring the choppa for war, huh
Man call 911
Man don’t want no war, huh
I bring the choppa for glory, huh
I bring the choppa for war, huh
Man call 911

[Post-Chorus]
Man call 911, huh
Pick up the drum, pick none, huh
I get the niggas that killin’, the niggas that robbin’ the banks just for fun, huh
Smoke dope, [?] my lungs, huh
3, 4, 5, Big Pun, huh
Big 45, big gun
Man gon’ run, I hunt

Wiz Khalifa – Flamboyant Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Tuki Carter]
Look, look
I make everyday my best day, I press play
It’s my prerogative like Bobby Brown from back in the day
We Taylor like the chucks from back in the day for basketball play
I’m player, I got 7 basketball booties 24 hours a day
7 is a god number, 7 means strength
But it took you 7 days to find out you weak as a bitch
I’m wide open like the open ocean, keep your mind focused
(Keep your mind focused, keep your mind focused)
I got so high one day that I thought Monday was Saturday
I’m so Taylored I talk like [?] like NFL on Sunday
My [?] infinite like [?] jump in it
Sponsored by Reebok so you know there’s a bump
In it
But I’m an artist, never starving, paint to carving
[?]
I got my eyes on the prize [?] like some [?]
I’m so cool, whipping through [?]
Tuki Carter’s my name brand but I ain’t happened over name brands
Don’t stop it, I flex it, I cop it
It’s Taylor Gang over everything like ’02
It’s Tuki [?] I don’t know you, owe you

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Pull up stoned, my niggas at the pull up zone
Pulled out the cars, niggas pull out their phones
I’m tryna hit, baby first give me dome
We make the best of our time alone
What we do next, nobody know
Get my check then I gotta go
I’m in a new city, new state
Bout my money so I can’t be too late
Roll a joint, take it to the face
I’m with a chick, don’t even know her race
Question my gang, I say “We going places”
Don’t have to play cause they know our faces
I got credit, nigga dead that shit
And I ain’t worried bout the paper cause I get that shit
And ain’t no point in looking back cause I’m ahead of you pricks
I’m getting cheddar and my whips is better and my bitch a ten
You ain’t throwing up the gang then we don’t comprehend
If we ain’t come up from the mud then you not my friend
Either you got a pound of weed or you got some gin
I get it poppin’ soon as the show’s over, them draws dropping
They don’t got to ask around, they just know I’m hot
I’m wheeling dirt bikes or somewhere smoking pot
Tripping on how close you got and got a culture shot

Tate McRae – Ami Opar Hoye Boshe Achi Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
I’ve been keeping things inside
Taking up space til I got someone
I could open my mind up to
I guess it worked pretty good til now
But shit’s kinda getting serious
I think I’m running out of room
Everyone’s got someone built custom
To give their darkness to
I wish I had someone, could trust ’em
But loyalty don’t come for free

[Chorus]
When all my friends are fake, fake, fake, fake
They just want me for the day, day until they don’t
I stay up wondering
What if I broke my legs?
What if I changed my name?
Would you still love me the same?
Or are you just as fake?
Like all my friends are fake

[Verse 2]
Sorry if I got you wrong
Didn’t mean to judge you by a cover
I’ve been burnt so many times
It’s hard to turn it off
Everyone’s got people they see through
But I see through everyone
So if you want me to believe you and need you
Might take some time to recognise

[Chorus]
When all my friends are fake, fake, fake, fake
They just want me for the day, day until they don’t
I stay up wondering
What if I broke my legs?
What if I changed my name?
Would you still love me the same?
Or are you just as fake?
Like all my friends are fake
Like all my friends are fake

Kero Kero Bonito – Battle Lines Lyrics

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Know the nation you keep
Identify and feed them their grief
Cut them off from the people
Take each cell and repeat
Assign their trouble to the unseen
Then protected you’ll be

Make dull chaos the rule
Reduce their spirit and you’ll find soon
They’ll be too weak to fight you
(By the will of God our power is total)
Fake a disaster state
The enemy will make itself plain

For in a world that never takes a form
The battle lines are gone
And war is always on
Somehow
But we are all the soldiers now

I see blood in my dreams
A beaten face
The gas
The streets
A screen

So we shall do our mothers proud
If we are all the soldiers now

I surrender
And I relinquish all my weapons
We together
Are terrifying asking a question
I surrender
And I relinquish all my weapons
We together
Are terrifying asking a question

I know what I wanna go get
And I ain’t gonna make it complicated
We lay down the law in this place
So you don’t need to save us
I know what I wanna go get
And I ain’t gonna make it complicated
We lay down the law in this place
So you don’t need to sa

Young M.A – Kold World (2019) Lyrics

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[Intro]
Zaytoven
Ayy, man
Ayy, you gotta be careful who you play with
Everybody ain’t playin’, man

[Chorus]
Loyalty ain’t nothin’ but a word, that’s my word
Niggas actin’ like they in your lane, then they swerve (Skrrt)
You can’t sit with us no more, this table is reserved (Yeah)
For niggas who deserve to eat and they gon’ eat for certain
Niggas ain’t gon’ leech off me, mm-mm, no, that’s for sure
It’s a cold world, brr-brr, buy a fur
I ain’t never stressed to be up next, I wait my turn
And I learned to stack up every dollar that I earned

[Verse 1]
Used to cop that weight, we would call it lil’ saint
You got money, you got served, that’s 450 for a plate
Must have really liked that bitch, spent 1200 on a date
For potato and a steak and she barely even ate (Damn)
Ayy, lil’ bih (Ayy), ayy, lil’ bih (Ayy), ayy, lil’ bih
You give me some coochie, I might pay your rent (Ooh)
Uh, throw you out the condo if you throw a fit (Get out there)
They tried to hold me back but they can’t hold this dick
I remember when my pockets only had a 20 and a five
I would go and buy some pizza and some fries
Metrocard for the week, caught the train, ain’t had no ride
Debit card ran out of money, when I swiped, it said, “Declined”
Keepin’ it a hundred, you know, like two 50s combined
On Craigslist, like, every day, if they hired, I applied
I ain’t got to lie, Craig, I ain’t got to lie
And I wouldn’t change a thing because today I’m doin’ fine
Lost some friends along the way and found some foes (Found some foes)
They wasn’t who they said they were, no, them was clones (Them was clones)
Used to have a heart that beat, now it’s a stone (It’s a stone)
The more money, the more problems, that’s the goal (That’s the goal)

[Chorus]
Loyalty ain’t nothin’ but a word, that’s my word
Niggas actin’ like they in your lane, then they swerve (Skrrt)
You can’t sit with us no more, this table is reserved
For niggas who deserve to eat and they gon’ eat for certain
Niggas ain’t gon’ leech off me, mm-mm, no, that’s for sure
It’s a cold world, brr-brr, buy a fur
I ain’t never stressed to be up next, I wait my turn
And I learned to stack up every dollar that I earned

[Verse 2]
Mama used to tell me, “Don’t be scared of shit” (I ain’t scared of shit)
My pop’ll pull up on your block and clear that shit (Grr)
Didn’t grow up on some sharin’, carin’ shit (Wasn’t no sharin’ shit)
Mama bought them gifts, none of that Santa shit (Not that Santa shit)
Cops and robbers, nigga knockin’, blamma shit (Ooh)
And as a teen, I wasn’t given nothin’, wasn’t handed shit (No)
Candy in a sandwich bag, sold that bitch for five
Yeah, I went to class but I would hustle on the side
My grades wasn’t bad, they wasn’t good, they was aight
Report card’s in the mail, if it was bad, then I would sign
Mama didn’t work a nine-to-five, no, mama worked from nine-to-nine
So I don’t think she mind, nah, nah (Love you mom)

[Chorus]
Loyalty ain’t nothin’ but a word, that’s my word
Niggas actin’ like they in your lane, then they swerve (Skrrt)
You can’t sit with us no more, this table is reserved
For niggas who deserve to eat and they gon’ eat for certain (Gang, gang)
Niggas ain’t gon’ leech off me, mm-mm, no, that’s for sure
It’s a cold world, brr-brr, buy a fur
I ain’t never stressed to be up next, I wait my turn
And I learned to stack up every dollar that I earned (Gang, gang)

[Outro]
Ayy, ayy
It’s a cold world, brr-brr, buy a fur
Ayy, ayy, uh
It’s a cold world, brr-brr, buy a fur
Ayy, ayy, ayy
It’s a cold world, brr-brr, buy a fur
I don’t even wanna hit it
It’s a cold world, brr-brr, buy a fur

Young M.A – No Love Lyrics

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[Intro]
You’ve always been a good child
Come on, let’s talk
No, mommy
I wasn’t always a good child, mommy
Y’all niggas think I ain’t come from the bottom, man
Oh, y’all think I ain’t still speakin’ that street shit?
Come on, man
Fuck the streets, man
The streets don’t love us

[Verse 1]
Man, we livin’ to die
For my fam, man, I’m willin’ to die
That image of my brother layin’ dead is still in my mind
You can see the pain still in my eyes
That smile you see me with, man, that shit a disguise
I ain’t happy, nigga (Happy)
Ain’t shit sweet (No)
Seein’ a young black man goin’ six feet (Damn)
Oh, you tough nigga (Oh, you tough)
But you ten deep
I got two lions with me, you got ten sheep (Pussy)
Street math, Blood (Huh?)
Ain’t no time for no beef, I’m chasin’ the bag, Blood (Huh?)
I left my opps in the past, Blood
Ain’t no bad blood (Nah)
I got three eyes open, one in the back, Blood (Huh?)
Just in case these niggas get out of character (Grr)
I’m runnin’ from police, hoppin’ the banister (We out)
I’m takin’ risks for my mother, just to take care of her (I love you, ma)
And you can call me a dyke, but niggas was scared of her (They was scared)
I swear my heart colder than winter in Canada (Huh?)
That’s why I carried the heater
Used to drink the Hennessy by the liter
I used to be at Blu crib, weighin’ and baggin’ the weed up (Fact)
Stuff the pack in the box and brief a little bit in my sneaker
Posted up in the VC, and the D’s try and creep up
Just to harass us, just to be dickheaded bastards
Searchin’ the car, tryna trap us
But can’t prove that we trappers (No)
Never went to church, ’cause I believe in God, not a pastor
Yeah, the Devil work, but God work faster
I seen my brother go from human to Casper
From a bed to a casket
Tryna move on, but it’s like my life goin’ backwards
Life a bitch, man, I swear every nigga done smashed her
Sometimes I hate that bitch with a passion
I believe in real life
Y’all niggas believe what y’all read in the caption
We ain’t tweetin’, I ain’t preachin’
Man, we really in action
Nothin’ change, still quick to crack the egg in ya basket, motherfucker

[Chorus]
Ain’t no love in the streets
Fuck you, if you ain’t fuckin’ with me
All that love that you showin’, that mean nothin’ to me
I don’t trust niggas, niggas be plottin’ and schemin’
Really tryna rock you to sleepin’
Like why they hate a nigga for no reason?
Why they hate a nigga for no reason?
Is it because the money bustin’ out the seams?
I swear there’s no love in these streets
Ain’t no love in these— (Uh)

[Verse 2]
I couldn’t thank my mama enough (Thank you)
She the reason I don’t give up
She the reason I’m tough (I love you, ma)
She the reason if a bitch leave me, I don’t give a fuck (No)
‘Cause a bitch is just a bitch and a nut is a nut
These hoes choosin’ (Huh?)
This world is full of fake and confusion (Facts)
I’m just married to the money and committed to music (Facts)
Real niggas still exist, I’m one of the few who can prove it (Facts)
Loyalty nowadays is just a painted illusion
Crazy, you can have heat with the same nigga you cool with (Uh)
End up shootin’ the same nigga you shoot with (Grrr)
Moral of the story, man, watch who you move with
‘Cause that jealousy ain’t nothin’ to fool with (Uh, uh)
Man, they left my brother dead on that pavement (On that pavement)
The same niggas he would hang with and bang with (What the fuck?)
And we claimin’ this gang shit (What?)
That’s why I keep the Glock when I’m sleepin’
‘Cause I don’t even trust the niggas I eat with

[Chorus]
Ain’t no love in the streets
Fuck you if you ain’t fuckin’ with me
All that love that you showin’, that mean nothin’ to me
I don’t trust niggas, niggas be plottin’ and schemin’
Really tryna rock you to sleepin’
Like why they hate a nigga for no reason?
Why they hate a nigga for no reason?
Is it because the money bustin’ out the seams?
I swear there’s no love in these streets
Ain’t no love in these—

Young M.A – She Like I’m Like Lyrics

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[Intro]
Hm (She like)

[Verse 1]
Why you don’t love me? Uh
Why you ain’t call me?
Why you insult me?
Why you ain’t home? Why you at a party? (I’m like)
Why you with them hoes that be talkin’ on the phone
With another man talkin’ ’bout they man?
Them hoes that gotta lot of kids
But they ain’t got no money and they ain’t got no plans? (She like)
I asked you a question, so answer my question
‘Cause them the same hoes you impressin’
Type of shit you be on? And you all on your phone
Now, um, who the fuck are we textin’ (I’m like)
Girl, I love you
Them hoes is below you, put no one above you
You know what it is
Now take off them pants, let me rub on your bubble

[Chorus]
Ooh, ooh, uh
Going back and forth like ping-pong
Give her this ding-dong she can go up
I’ma go down like see-saw
This is just us, this is how we are
I am your nigga, and you are my bitch
You never leavin’, I ain’t never leavin’
Why even trip? (She like)

[Verse 2]
I wanna go shopping
New Gucci just dropped and I wanna cop it
Heard the purses is poppin’
And bae, get the blicky, ’cause niggas be plottin’ (I’m like)
You know that I got it
Deposit the check, then withdraw the deposit
You my Pocahontas
Now check your Chanel, twenty bands in the pocket (She like)
Thank you, lil’ daddy
I know I be snappy, don’t mean to be catty
But bitches be tryin’ they luck
Like I won’t act a buck, like I won’t pull up gladly (I’m like)
They just be aggy ’cause they cannot have me
Them hoes don’t be happy
Call them hoes mani-pedi
Now grab on this, uh, while I grab on your fatty

[Chorus]
Ooh, ooh, uh
Going back and forth like ping-pong
Give her this ding-dong she can go up
I’ma go down like see-saw
This is just us, this is how we are
I am your nigga, and you are my bitch
You never leavin’, I ain’t never leavin’
Why even trip?

[Verse 3]
Hm, ayy (Ayy), ayy (Ayy)
Bonnie, fuck a Clyde, this a homicide
When we come outside
Here we come, arrived
She gon’ ride or die
I’ma ride or die
The lie detector said, “That is not a lie”
Yeah
And that is no surprise
I throw up the five, she throw up the five
Yeah
Trigger smoke, get high
But do not drink and drive
My chick know she fine
I would die for mine
Don’t get out of line
Yeah
We don’t dine and dash, but we wine and dine
Vodka with the lime
She be drippin’ sauce, I be drippin’ slime

[Chorus]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Going back and forth like ping-pong
Give her this ding-dong she can go up
I’ma go down like see-saw
This is just us, this is how we are
I am your nigga, and you are my bitch
You never leavin’, I ain’t never leavin’
Why even trip? (Why even trip?)

[Outro]
What’d you say?
(Ayy) Why even trip?
I go hard like King Kong
Give her this ding dong
She can go up
I’ma go down like see-saw
This is just us, this is how we are
I am your nigga, and you are my bitch
You never leavin’, I ain’t never leavin’
Why even trip? (Why even trip?)
I just go run some checks, bae
Let’s just go on some trips, bae
Like, why even trip, bae?
Let’s just go on some trips, bae
We on a ship, bae
‘Cause we on our shit, bae
Why even trip, bae?
Let’s just go on some trips, bae

Young M.A – My Hitta Lyrics

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[Intro]
Yo, babe, you love me?
(Yes, I love you)
You gon’ ride for me?
(Yes, baby)
No matter what, right?
(No matter what)
You’re my lil’ hitter?
(Ha, ha, why you always do that? Like…)
You not gon’ be my hitta?
(No)
If I give you the, if I give you the Glock
You gon’ bust that shit?
(Nah)
Hello
Let’s go, baby, I fuckin’ love you, baby, you heard?
(I love you too)

[Verse 1]
Ayy, ooh, she spicy, yeah, I like her and she like me too
I think I’ma drop a check on her like Nike shoe
I usually don’t trick but, shit, I got a trick for you
I’m usually a ho, but girl, I got this dick for you
And I don’t have a boo ’cause I think I was meant for you
And I just bought a Cooper coupe that’s only meant for two
My niggas in that foreign right behind me, ayy
And we fuckin’ up the highway like a high-speed chase
Blew 50 at the mall like it’s my b-day
But it’s just a regular, ordinary weekday (Regular)
Ooh, that’s a bad bitch
You can tell she eat her collard greens and catfish
I’m tryna make your daughter cry, sorry, Miss Jackson (I’m sorry)
I wear that pussy on my face like it’s in fashion
Ooh, she said I’m nasty
Baby, I just need a rider like a taxi (Ride)
And if your ex was a disease, then I’m the vaccine
Blowin’ bags, poppin’ tags, we a tag team
And we fuckin’ up a foreign, going max speed
Shoppin’ bags tippin’ over in the back seat
Coffee on the sheets, engine got that caffeine
And you bitches couldn’t have me, even if she didn’t have me

[Chorus]
Ayy, and I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
She the realest of the realest, man, I don’t need my niggas
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
She the trillest of the trillest

[Verse 2]
Ayy, yeah, she my bottom bitch
But when I need it, just like season, she on top of shit
Know how to treat her, she a keeper, man, that’s common sense
And yeah, she fine, I call her mine, it’s an accomplishment
She hot like Mexico, won’t ever let her go (No)
She my little lightnin’ bug (That’s right), man, I just let her glow
And she get what she want (Uh huh), can’t ever tell her no
She my lil’ spoiled bitch, she got that oil drip
She don’t follow other rappers, that’s that loyal shit
Tell them niggas, “It’s a wrap”, like on some foil shit (It’s a wrap)
‘Cause this Glock will get to steamin’, on some boil shit (Grrr)
‘Cause I’m a thug, she a thug, from the mud, out the soil, bitch

[Chorus]
Ayy, and I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
She the realest of the realest, man, I don’t need my niggas
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
She the trillest of the trillest, yeah

[Outro]
Ayy, ayy
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
She the realest of the realest, man, I don’t need my niggas
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta

Kevin Gates – Icebox Lyrics

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[Intro]
Shit
Yeah, I’m feelin’ like that
I’m in New York right now, you heard?
I’m a different kinda animal when I’m up here (I’m a silverback)
D-D-Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)

[Chorus]
Takin’ these journeys where I’ma need an interpreter
Haven’t had a problem I couldn’t solve with the murderers
Forced entry, home invasion, I know the burglars
Pardon my thoughts, I had to put up the burglar bars
People done hurt us all
Icebox where my heart was, it don’t hurt at all
She got a murder charge
People done hurt us all
Icebox where my heart was, it don’t hurt at all
She got a murder charge
And he got a murder charge

[Interlude]
A’ight, I’ma get it all out right here, you heard me?
This my healing process, you know what I’m sayin’?
I’m pressured

[Verse 1]
First time I ever been disappointed, think it came from my mother
I subconsciously engage in things that’s makin’ me suffer
And this in turn has an effect on how I deal with a woman
I try to turn ’em against their family just to prove that they love me
I put that iron on your cousin, I put that iron on your brother
And when they draw the chalk line, pretend that I don’t know nothin’
I’m not the one to cross now, I ain’t retire from thuggin’
Observe that I’m a boss now, I mail it out and say, “Fuck it”
Then slim, you won’t get walked down, if you survivin’, you lucky
You survivin’, you lucky, you survivin’, you lucky

[Chorus]
Takin’ these journeys where I’ma need an interpreter
Haven’t had a problem I couldn’t solve with the murderers
Forced entry, home invasion, I know the burglars
Pardon my thoughts, I had to put up the burglar bars
People done hurt us all
Icebox where my heart was, it don’t hurt at all
She got a murder charge
People done hurt us all
Icebox where my heart was, it don’t hurt at all
She got a murder charge
And he got a murder charge

[Verse 2]
Why I’m supposed to be givin’ a fuck, lil’ bitch? Uh, let me calm down
Heard your opinion and I’m not givin’ a shit, I’m really up now
In the H I went to Emit and got the pendant bust down
Talkin’ ’bout what you gon’ do to the kid, I’m out here shinin’, what now?
Applyin’ the pressure, she beggin’ to get my attention, but ain’t no love now
Say you fuckin’ with someone that fit my description, but it ain’t workin’ out
Personal trainin’ when I used to hit it, whip up and work it out
I’m really for certain now, I’m knowin’ my purpose now (I am)
My insecurity wiped out, I’m knowin’ my purpose now (I know)

[Interlude]
When you find someone seekin’ acceptance, that’s dangerous
‘Cause they’re not just seekin’ acceptance from you, they seek acceptance wherever they can get it from
Even the opposition, yes, Lord

[Chorus]
Takin’ these journeys where I’ma need an interpreter
Haven’t had a problem I couldn’t solve with the murderers
Forced entry, home invasion, I know the burglars
Pardon my thoughts, I had to put up the burglar bars
People done hurt us all
Icebox where my heart was, it don’t hurt at all
She got a murder charge
People done hurt us all
Icebox where my heart was, it don’t hurt at all
She got a murder charge
And he got a murder charge

[Outro]
D-D-Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)

Kevin Gates – Let It Go Lyrics

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[Intro]
Got your hair and nails fixed, you legit with it
I see that you done got cocky, throw a fit with it
I say I bet you can’t do it with some dick in you
Huh, huh, dick in you, love

[Chorus]
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Now let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go

[Verse 1]
I started off tryna be a lover
In a world full of lollipops, I am not just another sucker
I’m a man, I admit, I was lovin’ on her
‘Nother man with some chips started touchin’ on her
Tears rollin’ down my eyes, I was dyin’ inside
But I got myself together and I got my bag up
Now baby, you can have my number, welcome to the fan club
I’ma give you a lil’ money when you toot that ass up
Heart frozen in the summer, got a rubber band crush
I’ma drill you with some lumber while I grab your hair, love
You know when daddy work the muscle, it be hard to stand up
Gotta get back to my hustle, then I pull my pants up

[Chorus]
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Now let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go

[Verse 2]
Ayy, party nonstop ’cause the cash got big
Heard shorty got shot, that’s why her ass not here
Laid in the hospital with her grandma and them
You ain’t gotta call the cops, just her ass got did (Hold up)
Same old titties with some brand new hips
Still want a handout, ain’t got her attitude fixed
Did a, did a few tricks for some brand new kicks
Did a split for the rent, but the bag ain’t real

[Refrain]
I am turnt, I am turnt and I sell a lot of work
Breadwinner cartel, come on, make your body work
I am turnt, I am turnt and I sell a lot of work
Breadwinner cartel, come on, make your body work

[Chorus]
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Now let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go

[Verse 3]
I need a bitch with her waist small (With her waist small)
She gon’ make a nigga’s dick stand way tall (Way tall)
I need a bitch with her waist small
She gon’ make a nigga’s dick stand way tall, Lord
I said pimp and ho-in’, this the best goin’
Ghetto renegades, yeah, they tryna infiltrate (Infiltrate)
I need a twelve-month run ‘fore I call you my girl (My girl)
I am bougie out in public, I won’t tell you, “Hi,” girl (“Hi,” girl)
I will hit you and dismiss you quickly, tell you, “Bye,” girl (“Bye,” girl)
Yellow bitch, black bitch, but I love the white girl (But I love the white girl)

[Refrain]
I am turnt, I am turnt and I sell a lot of work
Breadwinner cartel, come on, make your body work

[Chorus]
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Now let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go

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