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NBA YoungBoy – Genie

[Intro]
This a pain song but I’m letting everything go
I promise when I speak specifically about anything
Cuz that’s my way of showing I don’t care no more
Ima just go on with my life
Until death call my name
Aye, aye Youngboy, slime yeah
Playboy on this bitch put he ain’t playing though

[Chorus]
Too many problems (yeah)
Thinking how I’m gone solve it (yeah)
So much pain in my body (yeah)
They selling lies and I bought it (yeah)
Don’t tell me that you love me, if you ain’t going to die for me
You can stay to fuck from round me
If you ain’t gonna ride for me
Tell me you would never leave
How could you just lie to me (yeah)
Get from off your knees you ain’t got to cry to me (yeah)
I been giving all my love, tell me do you feel it
Never learn gotta trust sittin’ in penitentiary
All for you I’ll take a slug baby
Who the realest had to tell her I’m a genie
I can answer wishes (yeah)

[Verse 1]
I got my static when you ride with me
We got pulled over no you ain’t going to do no time for me
I put my hands up police drew down on me
So many charges make me wanna go way over seas
Reminiscing ’bout them days I was sittin’ up in that cage
I was begging you to stay and you hung up in my face
Free Kodak, everything gettin’ slayed
They keep begging me to change
Talked to Future the other day and he say I need to change lanes (yeah)
Cause they gon’ try to count you out til you make them count you in (yeah)
Stimulate my brain (yeah, yeah) had to tell ’em I ain’t leaving out the same way I came in (yeah) (oh, fuck what i saying)
Whole lot a heron, I sell that shit right in front of my momma
Swear I would never run just like a man ima face my problems
Even when my voice fucked up
Ima spit in the booth Ima go in like a goblin
Nigga got me fucked up
Ima spin on his block, I admit that I had shot him
VVss in my chain tell that hoe Young Thug everything
Hearing voices in brain hoping everything change
I been rolling through the streets and been clutching on my heat
I put blood all on my feet and I put cameras in my trees (baby)
Said I changed on you, but I feel that you changed on me
I said my prayers and you gon’ sow just what you reap (yeah)
I been taking Adderall mixing it with lean (mixin’ it wit lean)
Hope I don’t wake in my sleep

[Chorus]
Too many problems (too many problems) (yeah)
Thinking how I’m gone solve it (yeah) (solve it, solve ’em)
So much pain in my body (yeah)
They selling lies and I bought it (yeah) (sell those lies and I bought it)
Don’t tell me that you love me, if you ain’t going to die for me (oh)
You can stay to fuck from round me
If you ain’t gonna ride for me (eh)
Tell me you would never leave
How could you just lie to me (yeah)
Get from off your knees you ain’t got to cry to me (yeah)
I been giving all my love, tell me do you feel it
Never learn gotta trust sittin’ in penitentiary
All for you I’ll take a slug baby
Who the realest had to tell her I’m a genie
I can answer wishes (yeah) (I can answer wishes man)

[Verse 2]
Been in love never help me solve my problems (my problems)
I wish that I could find a girl just like my momma
I don’t wanna hurt nobody, but still ride around with that chiper (yeah)
Zole life to the end, tell them free the main sniper(tell ’em free kodak)

[Outro]
Yeah (I call that)
Slatt Slatt Slatt
That’s all life
I said that’s
Slatt Slatt Slatt
Yeah

Damian Marley – Living It Up

[Chorus]
But daddy made it out – out of the ghetto
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up -we’re having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now ain’t life crazy?
Daddy made it out – out of the ghetto
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up – having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now don’t be lazy

[Verse 1]
Trenchtown have a grandson
Growin’ up to be somebody
Gong to Zilly, yo me flow phenomenally
I am the kind of thing that doesn’t happen normally
I’m a one in a zillion yo dawg
If you want some, good life finally
Perhaps change your night time hobby
Come out of the old crime lobby
And benefit from your wisdom
Me ah gwaan live it up life is better than great
Every other day mi voice a dozen dubplate
Put in our hustle, we nuh sidung and wait
Tough up unnu muscle, no it’s never too late
Fi gwaan celebrate inna rich people place
Di likkle rastaman from Trenchtown fly di gate
With food inna plate and drinks inna crate
We sing till da neighbour dem wake

[Chorus]
But daddy made it out – out of the ghetto
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up -we’re having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now ain’t life crazy?
Daddy made it out – out of the ghetto
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up – having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now don’t be lazy

[Verse 2]
Uptown Jamaica born an’ raised
On the playground is where I spend most of my days
Burnin’ Babylon and dem dirty ways
While watchin’ all the rich kids goin’ astray
Uptown Jamaica born an’ raised
On the playground is where I spend most of my days
Big city life Kingston and Mobay
And if you think me sell out tell dem ain’t no way
So, live it up, Trenchtown to Rema
Riverton, Southside to Jungle
Sherlock, Garden to Spanglers
Payneland, Three Mile to Backto
Portmore, Seaview, Spanish Town
Nine Mile, Brownstown to Flankers
Falmouth, Westside, Orange Hill

[Chorus]
But daddy made it out – out of the ghetto?
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up -we’re having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now ain’t life crazy?
Daddy made it out – out of the ghetto
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up – having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now don’t be lazy

Young Nudy – Loaded Baked Potato

[Intro]
Bring that shit back man
We got to do that one man, I like that one
My boy T said that’s it
I really just be stressin’ myself on all this shit
That’s all I really be doin’, you feel me?
Uh, uh, huh, nah, yeah, the trust is fucked up (my trust is fucked up)
She really fucked up (she really fucked up)
Just when I tried to fuck her (I tried to fuck her)
She tryna act the fuck up (she act the fuck up)
So I had to back the fuck up (I back the fuck up)
Had to run them racks the fuck up (racks)
Nah, bitch

[Chorus]
She like damn, they don’t wanna fuck with me no more (nah bitch)
Damn I don’t wanna fuck no more (uh-uh)
Bitch ain’t no callin’ my phone (girl say what?)
Hell no slime, don’t wanna come push up (uh-uh)
Late night, twelve o’clock (twelve o’clock)
She say slime I wanna ride your knob (ride your knob)
I say bitch go’n suck these nuts (these nuts)
Here you go ho, you wanna suck my rocks (suck my rocks)
Yeah ya dig (yeah ya dig)
All these hoes wanna suck my kids (yeah my kids)
Who let slimeball get in? (yeah I’m in now)
Beat that ho from the back, big in (big in)
Backwood bitch, yeah back in (that’s that back end)
At the club, yeah turnt up (turnt up)
And I just got a couple backends (couple backs in)
Nigga wanna hate ’cause my racks in (’cause my racks in)
Still hatin’ nigga from back then (hahahah)

[Verse 1]
It don’t matter, nigga ain’t gon’ change (yeah)
My money runnin’ up right now (right now)
Your bitch wanna fuck right now (right now)
Lame ass nigga run it up right now (run it up)
All these goddamn bucks right now
I got big bucks, big shotgun nigga, big bucks
I’ll fill a nigga up like what the fuck (damn, what the fuck?)
Yeah, his bitch wanna fuck, he didn’t have a clue (well damn)
Yeah, now, what you gon’ do when a big slime come through? (Big Bag)
What you gon’ do when your bitch wanna come through? (Big Bag)
What you gon’ do when that money come through? (Big Bag)
See you with the money, make a bitch go and do (yeah)
Damn y’all some hating ass niggas (yeah)
Damn y’all some lame ass niggas (yeah)
Shady ass, shady ass, shady ass, foo ass, lame ass nigga
I fuck on your ho, damn
Lame ass nigga didn’t know, damn (didn’t know)
Anyway, yeah, anyway (he ain’t have no clue)
Yeah, anyways (he ain’t have no clue)
What you tell ’em slime?
Yeah, anyway (they ain’t have no clue)
Woo (that’s another No Clue, woo)

[Chorus]
She like damn, they don’t wanna fuck with me no more (damn)
Damn I don’t wanna fuck no more (damn)
Bitch ain’t no callin’ my phone (girl say what?)
Hell no slime, don’t wanna come push up (uh-uh)
Late night, twelve o’clock (twelve o’clock)
She say slime I wanna ride your knob (I wanna ride your knob)
I say bitch go’n suck these nuts (suck these nuts)
Here you go ho, you wanna suck my rocks (yeah suck my rocks)
Yeah ya dig (ya dig)
All these hoes wanna suck my kids (uh-huh)
Who let slimeball get in? (big slime)
Beat that ho from the back, big in (uh-huh)
Backwood bitch, yeah back in (back end)
At the club, yeah turnt up (yeah I’m turnt)
And I just got a couple backends (yeah I’m turnt up)
Nigga wanna hate ’cause my racks in (’cause my racks)
Still hatin’ nigga from back then (back then)

[Verse 2]
Back to the daily (daily)
The streets yeah they pay me (yeah they pay me)
Fuck on your ho, your old lady (your old lady)
Skeet in her, let’s have a baby (a baby)
In the kitchen whippin’ babies (babies)
Slime sellin’ all the babies (the babies)
Crack fiends goin’ crazy (crazy)
I’m a real street nigga
East Atlanta but I wasn’t born in Grady (I swear)
Nigga be hatin’, fugazi (fugazi)
Chopper go Slim Shady (blaow)
I been sellin’ Slim Shady, yeah (Slim Shady)
Your ho wanna suck my babies (my babies), yeah yeah yeah
And I like that shit (and I like that shit), yeah yeah
That’s a white lil bitch (that’s alright lil bitch), yeah yeah yeah yeah
That’s a right lil bitch, yeah (yeah that right lil bitch), yeah
And I know, and I know y’all niggas some hoes
(And I know, and I know y’all niggas some hoes)
And I know y’all, know y’all pockets ain’t swole
(And I know, and I know y’all pockets ain’t swole)
And I know y’all mad, y’all hate on Big Bag
(Y’all know y’all niggas still hate on Big Bag)
‘Cause Big Bag, yeah he got big bags (big bags)
All of this money, I gotta do the dash (yeah)
Two hundred on the dash (yee-uum)
All of this money, your bitch wanna fuck
Two hundred, yeah that’s cash, yeah (she like that)
Yeah, why you count do that? (do that)
Big slimeball why you do that? (why you do that?)
Geekin’ in your ho, all on her (all up in her cootie)
Slappin’ on her booty (yeah)

[Chorus]
She like damn, they don’t wanna fuck with me no more (damn)
Damn I don’t wanna fuck no more (damn)
Bitch ain’t no callin’ my phone (girl say what?)
Hell no slime, don’t wanna come push up (uh-uh)
Late night, twelve o’clock (twelve o’clock)
She say slime I wanna ride your knob (I wanna ride your knob)
I say bitch go’n suck these nuts (suck these nuts)
Here you go ho, you wanna suck my rocks (yeah suck my rocks)
Yeah ya dig (ya dig)
All these hoes wanna suck my kids (uh-huh)
Who let slimeball get in? (big slime)
Beat that ho from the back, big in (uh-huh)
Backwood bitch, yeah back in (back end)
At the club, yeah turnt up (yeah I’m turnt)
And I just got a couple backends (yeah I’m turnt up)
Nigga wanna hate ’cause my racks in (’cause my racks in)
Still hatin’ nigga from back then (back then)

[Outro]
But you’ll be alright though, you feel me
‘Cause eventually you’ll catch up and you’ll get you some money
But until then, you feel me
Uh, yeah, in there, uh
Uh, yeah, in there, uh, ooh
But when I want to though

ASAP Rocky – Distorted Records (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

[Intro]
Uh, uh

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I can feel the bass
From the ceiling to the basement
I don’t feel a thing
Get the fuck up out my face, bitch
I don’t feel a thing
(Yeah I’m faded, yeah I’m shaded)
I don’t feel a thing
I can feel the bass, I can feel the bass

[Chorus]
Distorted, distorted records
Distorted, distorted records
Distorted records, distorted records
Distorted records

[Verse]
First things first, I done heard the worst things
Like if I’ma be top ten, mine’s better be the first name
Out your mouth or even worth saying
Little niggas is my offsprings
They deserve a niggas, first name, middle name, third name
From another planet, Birthplace
Cloud 9, hello earthlings
Our newest president an asshole
I guess that’s why I’m leaving turd stains
Ex used to stay with bad ‘tings
All they listened to was bird things
My girl never liked the bad brains
Foreign hoes got the fur brains
Everything I do ground breaking
Big body make the floor break
Big bass make the world shake
Flacko out here causing earthquakes

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I can feel the bass, I can see the fakes
Word to T.D. Jakes, word to Pastor Ma$e and Kirk Franklin
Get put in place, I’m about the bank
Comma, dollar signs, I’m about my Franklins
I can feel the bass

[Chorus]
Distorted, distorted records
Distorted, distorted records
Distorted, distorted records
Distorted records

Belly – Maintain (feat. NAV)

[Intro]
Oh, you think you’re fancy now? That uh, what is that on your wrist there, uh? That a Rolex?
(Git, git, git, git, git, git)

[Chorus: Belly]
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain

[Verse 1: Belly]
Look, we out there livin’ with the same pain
My dogs bleed from the same veins
Don’t come around if you can’t hang
I’m everything that you lames ain’t
A little change can’t change me
20 years with the same gang
20 years, no off days
No days off, and I maintain
Bowlin’ crazy with the hang time (swish, swish)
Same time
Way back before Maybachs (skrrt, skrrt)
I swear I always had the same drive (woo)
Pumpin’ stuck off the mud
Bucks pour up by the landslide
You ain’t fly, you on standby
I got something that you can’t buy
My older brother, call him rider man
My little brother had the vitamins
My baby brother, he been spazzin’ lately
My mama happy, she been laughin’ lately
First class, two tones
My queen need two thrones
Almost wound up in a group home
Who’s this? New phone

[Chorus: Belly]
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain

[Verse 2: NAV]
Hey, look, AP, bust down Rollie, plain Jane
Me and Belly XO same team, same gang (woah)
Let my nuts summer chain hang (woah)
In the Mulsane havin’ mood swings
30 millimeters ain’t nothing
Watch how my wrist and my neck bling
Stackin’ up, countin’ my blessings
Wedding bands ain’t got no wedding (Woah, yeah)
I just spent a cool 60 on my wristwear (yeah)
Man, I want 10 plain Janes, wanna be like Ric Flair (woo)
My blood diamonds cost me blood and sweat and tears (woo)
Now my mind and all my stones are crystal clear (yeah)
Fake watch busters, ain’t never bustin’ me (nope)
Everyone of my jewelers get paid, they trust in me (yeah)
Took a lean nap, had a dream ’bout a custom piece
I hit up Elliot, he said that he gon’ get it done for me

[Chorus: Belly]
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
(same thing)
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
(same thing)

[Outro: Belly]
Look, yeah, yeah

Nelly – Freaky With You (feat. Jacquees)

[Jacquees:]
Let me lick you up and down
‘Til you stay stop
Let me play with your body, baby
Make you real hot
Let me do all the things that a nigga wan’ do
Tell me why
‘Cause tonight, baby, I wanna get freaky with you

[Nelly:]
Uh, yeah
Pretty lady, nice to meet you
My name is Nelly and you’re?
She said, "Baby, you don’t need to
You know I know who you are"
Soon as you pulled up, I peeped you
Lace dress, all see through
Get to talkin’ ’bout her boyfriend
Ain’t tryna hear ’bout other people
Think she said he was a ball player
But all his plays under review
Four play, that’s a preview
Round two, that’s the sequel
Baby, I can keep a secret
He ain’t gotta know what we do
We low as the ground
Call me when he ain’t around

[Jacquees:]
Let me lick you up and down
‘Til you stay stop, stop
Let me play with your body, baby
Make you real hot (you hot)
Let me do all the things that a nigga wan’ do
Tell me why
‘Cause tonight, baby, I wanna get freaky with you

[Nelly:]
Uh, uh, yeah
Quit tryna hide all that freakin’, yeah
I’m fantasizin’ ’bout freakin’ you
I’ma need ’bout a week or two
Pretty pussy playin’ peekaboo
Got some ideas on what we can do
I’m talkin’ ’bout the unspeakable
You’re sendin’ your silhouette
It’s amazin’ we ain’t on a pillow yet
‘Cause the way that you got me hypnotized
You came with your girls and I’m with the guys
Girl, call the valet, they go get the ride
Then it’s straight to my place for a different vibe
I swear you ain’t never seen thicker guys
Got plans, unless you wanna improvise
Right now, don’t make a sound
You know who wearin’ the crown

[Jacquees:]
Let me lick you up and down
‘Til you stay stop (no, I never gon’ stop, never gon’ stop)
Let me play with your body, baby
Make you real hot (make you hot, make you hot, make you hot)
Let me do all the things that a nigga wan’ do (that a nigga wan’ do)
Tell me why
‘Cause tonight, baby, I wanna get freaky with you

You, I know I know what you like
You, shawty, you ain’t gotta hide it
Pull that to the side, and let me get inside

Let me lick you up and down
‘Til you stay stop (no, I never gon’ stop, never gon’ stop)
Let me play with your body, baby
Make you real hot (make you hot, make you hot, make you hot)
Let me do all the things that a nigga wan’ do
Tell me why
‘Cause tonight, baby, I wanna get freaky with you

Poo Bear – Hard 2 Face Reality (feat. Justin Bieber & Jay Electronica)

[Chorus: Poo Bear]
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality, oh, oh
Even though you might get mad at me, oh, oh
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality

[Verse 1: Poo Bear]
Should’ve been adjusted to my life
Had the opportunity to stay and wait for the last time
Now you’re standin’ right in front of me
It hurts me to know that I lied
Tryna protect your feelings
You been in between the lines
Hope your heart has started healing

[Chorus: Poo Bear]
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality, oh, oh
Even though you might get mad at me, oh, oh
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality

[Verse 2: Justin Bieber]
Don’t be afraid to stand alone
Don’t be afraid to stand outside your comfort zone
I know it’s hard away from home
And it ain’t easy all alone
Relationships over the phone
Talkin’ to your significant other all night long

[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality, oh, oh
Even though you might get mad at me, oh, oh
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality…
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality

[Verse 3: Jay Electronica]
Love and death are quite similar
How they come and go like cat burglars
Reality is kinda hard to face
Like actual facts is to flat-earthers
Rain’s a requirement for flowers to grow
And pain’s a requirement for power to grow
It’s a miracle how one could change from one what was just hours ago
Such is life though, it’s just a cycle
The bigger picture and the smaller picture
Exactly same, it’s macro, micro
Crack yo’ atom and let yo’ light glow
One day, you could be the king of pop
Then the next one just be wack ol’ Michael
It’s human nature, just like he told us
Let’s face reality, crack the cycle

[Verse 4: Poo Bear]
Know it hurts to see the truth in your face
Circumstances bring you down to your knees
Go on and cry an ocean, but don’t drown in it
Enough to put your heart at ease
Oh, don’t lose your self esteem
I apologise, for being a man
It’s way harder than what it seems

[Chorus: Justin Bieber & Poo Bear]
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality, oh, oh (reality)
Even though you might get mad at me, oh, oh (you might get mad at me, but I’ll be at your bedside)
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality
Sometimes it’s hard to face reality

Sammie – Expiration Date

[Guitar] Xeryus
[Verse 1]
Girl, you’re so far gone, I know you meant it
You cut all your hair off, yeah these days you’re lookin’ different
You switched up your number ’cause I had to use the DM
I was dialin’ the old one from AM, noon, to PM, shit
So your mama know we broke up
I see you blocked me, baby, grow up
Don’t shut me out, baby girl, hold up
I know that you heard all this before
I never thought I’d see the day when you ignore me

[Pre-Chorus]
But every woman has a day when she gets tired of the games
And she gets tired of being played like she’s a toy
She finds the strength to up and leave
And she wakes up and finally sees
That you ain’t nothin’ like a king, you’re just a boy

[Chorus]
You’ve reached your expiration date, yeah
You’ve reached your expiration date

[Verse 2]
Let me guess, I bet you’re all in your group text
Textin’ your girls how I’m a dog now
And I bet they’re goin’ in
You keep on listenin’ to your friends
Although they’re single and they’re played out
You’re prolly goin’ out tonight
You’re prolly gettin’ dressed up right now
You’re prolly gettin’ drunk tonight
You’re plottin’ how you’re gon’ get me back somehow
Oh, baby, I know
How tables turn, yeah, I know
You live and learn, yeah, I know
I know

[Pre-Chorus]
But every woman has a day when she gets tired of the games
And she gets tired of being played like she’s a toy
She finds the strength to up and leave
And she wakes up and finally sees
That you ain’t nothin’ like a king, you’re just a boy

[Chorus]
You’ve reached your expiration date, yeah
You’ve reached your expiration date
I’ve reached my expiration date, oh, oh
I’ve reached my expiration date, oh
I’m sorry

Blink 182 – American Dream

[Chorus]
They gon’ let me in this club in these dirty vans
Clean money, I count stacks with these dirty hands
Do a show, copped a rack with my new advance
50 bands, 80, bands, 100 bands
I’m the American dream
We the American dream
New money, no class
Look at them

[Verse 1]
Look at them
Uh
How to make it in America
Real nigga, day one, ain’t a lot of us
Mom worked two jobs, it was hard for us
Me and sis made it out, now she proud of us
They ain’t teach me how to rap in those private schools
Wasn’t like my rich friends, had a lot to lose
Less money, less options, lot of rules
So when that first deal came it was opportune
And shawty got potential, I scout that
She say she in love, but I doubt that
Maybe it’s the drugs or the clout
I get love in the north, I get love in the south, yeah
Shawty claim she a feminist and her ex man feminine
God damn girl you know that he average
God damn girl you know I’m a savage

[Chorus]
They gon’ let me in this club in these dirty vans
Clean money, I count stacks with these dirty hands
Do a show, copped a rack with my new advance
50 bands, 80, bands, 100 bands
I’m the American dream
We the American dream
New money, no class
Look at them

[Verse 2]
New money
Now I’m in the Benz truck with a new honey
Yeah, they said I wouldn’t make it
I’m like, "You funny"
Laughing at my haters like, "You dummies"
The night is young, girl what can you do for me?
Six figures, five shows, big ballin’
Look, I’m very important
I took a break, had some things I had to get sorted
I might retire in my prime like I’m M. Jordan
Table dancing in South Hampton
Use the wine glasses for dirty fantas
We coolin’ out in the whip and I done damn near smashed every girl on my list
KD at the three, Djokovic with the racket
Phelps in the pool, I’m like Speith at the masters
God damn girl you know you a bad bitch
God damn girl you know I’m a savage

[Chorus]
They gon’ let me in this club in these dirty vans
Clean money, I count stacks with these dirty hands
Do a show, copped a rack with my new advance
50 bands, 80, bands, 100 bands
I’m the American dream
We the American dream
New money, no class
Look at them

[Bridge]
Another day in the U.S.A
Just another day in America
Kids from my hood look up to the drug dealers
The system set us up for failure
I just wanna make enough to pay dividends
Then invest in black businesses
They teach us to hate what we see in the mirror
But it can’t break our spirit

[Chorus]
They gon’ let me in this club in these dirty vans
Clean money, I count stacks with these dirty hands
Do a show, copped a rack with my new advance
50 bands, 80, bands, 100 bands
I’m the American dream
We the American dream
New money, no class
Look at them

John Legend – A Good Night (feat. Bloodpop)

[Verse 1]
I had no intention I would get fucked up tonight
When I looked in your eyes and they went through me like a knife
I came here with my crew, I lost them
Came with my cool, I dropped it
And if I’m being honest, I’m being honest

[Pre-Chorus]
I can’t think when you’re looking like that
Can’t breathe when you’re moving like that
Tell me when you’re gonna do me like that (yea)
I’m too weak and I never like that
Light-speed and I think I might crash
One trip down and I’ll never go back

[Chorus]
But everything’s gonna be alright
I think I just met my wife (yeah, I said it)
I know it’s gonna be a good night
I think I just met my wife (alright)

[Verse 2]
Maybe it’s the music or the red stain on your lips
I wonder when’s the right time to go in for a kiss
But I’m thinking past that lover, I’m ready to meet your momma
If I’m being honest, I’m being honest

[Pre-Chorus]
I can’t think when you’re looking like that
Can’t breathe when you’re moving like that
Tell me when you’re gonna do me like that (yea)
I’m too weak and I never like that
Light-speed and I think I might crash
One trip down and I’ll never go back

[Chorus]
But everything’s gonna be alright
I think I just met my wife (yeah, I said it)
I know it’s gonna be a good night
I think I just met my wife (alright)

[Bridge]
Baby, baby, baby
You got me talking crazy
I figure if I say it
[?] might be my lady
Baby, it’s you, yeah
Baby, it’s you, yeah
And oooh, I feel like something good is ’bout to be going on
And baby it’s you, yeah
And baby it’s you, yeah

[Chorus]
And everything’s gonna be alright
I think I just met my wife
I know it’s gonna be a good night
I think I just met my wife (c’mon)
And everything’s gonna be alright
I think I just met my wife (sing it with me)
I know it’s gonna be a good night
I think I just met my wife (alright, c’mon)
Everything’s gonna be alright
I think I just met my wife
I know it’s gonna be a good night
I think I just met my wife (c’mon)

Lil Xan – Saved By The Bell Lyrics

[Intro]
Xanarchy

[Chorus]
I’m saved by the bell, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m saved by the bell (uh, ooh)
I’m saved by the bell, yeah
I’m saved by the bell, oh
I’m saved by the bell
I’m saved by the bell, yeah
I’m saved by the bell, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m saved by the bell (oh, ayy)
I’m saved by the bell (oh, yeah)
I’m saved by the bell
I’m saved by the bell, yeah

[Verse 1]
Fuck them teachers, fuck suspensions
Fuck detention, That wouldn’t do for me
Nothing, nada, ayy ayy
I was just a little one, thinkin’ ’bout Mercedes-Benz
I didn’t really have no friends
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ayy, what?
They worried ’bout hittin’ this, yeah
I fuck that bih, I fuck that bih (yeah, ayy)
Pass the [?] I’m goin’ in, yeah
All my bitches fuck with bitches
All my bitches love my bitches

[Chorus]
I’m saved by the bell, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m saved by the bell (uh, ooh)
I’m saved by the bell, yeah
I’m saved by the bell, oh
I’m saved by the bell
I’m saved by the bell, yeah
I’m saved by the bell, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m saved by the bell (oh, ayy)
I’m saved by the bell (oh, yeah)
I’m saved by the bell
I’m saved by the bell, yeah

[Bridge]
Like what what, yeah
Like what what, yeah
Like what what, yeah
Ooohhha, yeah, ayy
Like what what, yeah
Like what what, yeah
Like what what, yeah

[Verse 2]
All my bitches like nice and they be [‘laxin’?]
All my teachers said I wouldn’t be shit, and now they braggin’
Pulled up a G-Wagen, yeah
Pulled up a G-Wagen, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m saved by the bell, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m saved by the bell (uh, ooh)
I’m saved by the bell, yeah
I’m saved by the bell, oh
I’m saved by the bell
I’m saved by the bell, yeah
I’m saved by the bell, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m saved by the bell (oh, ayy)
I’m saved by the bell (oh, yeah)
I’m saved by the bell
I’m saved by the bell, yeah

A$AP Rocky – A$AP Forever Lyrics

[Intro: A$AP Rocky]
Gang, gang, gang

[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
They talkin’ down on my name, don’t let ’em run off with the name
Man I just run with the gang, A$AP boys came with the flame
Gang, gang, they talkin’ down on the gang
They wanna rep with the name, but this ain’t no regular name
Gang, gang, they tryna run with the name
I might pull up with three K, but I do not fuck with no Klan
Gang, gang, them boys not flexin’ the same
I’m done with adjustin’ to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain
Gang, gang, I tell her come fuck with the gang
I tell ’em don’t fuck with the gang
It’s time to fuck up the whole game!

[Verse: A$AP Rocky]
Come fuck with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods
In love with my bitch ’cause she bi
My ice like the stars, I tell that bitch, “Cover your eyes
Cause smokin’ with me, you go blind”
She losin’ her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde
Convincin’ my bitch to go blonde
Was born in the dark, I can’t even open my blinds
On Yams and that’s word to my mom
Margiela Mad Man with cases I’m still tryna beat
A bunch of shit from a long time ago
The bigger they are, the harder they fall
Like dominos, nigga, Geronimos
When it’s my time to go, adios, vamonos
Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos
Dealing with life and its highs and lows
I’m just livin’ like I’m supposed
I guess it’s called livin’, shit I suppose
I’m on my live alone, die VLONE
You talk about spending or buyin’ clothes
I’m ’bout my business but I’m alone
I still had the vision when I was broke, fuckin’ on bitches and foreign hoes
Flyin’ out womens to borin’ shows, I pray to God I don’t overdose
I put A$AP on my tat, I put New York on the map
I put the gang on the flame, they gon’ remember the name
They robbin’ boys for the chain, I got Goyard by the sack
I got the boof by the pack, I fucked your boo in her back

[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
Gang, gang, them boys not flexing the same
I’m done with adjusting to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain
Gang, gang, I tell her come fuck with the gang
I tell ’em don’t fuck with the gang
It’s time to fuck up the whole game!
(Game, game, game, game)

[Bridge: A$AP Rocky & Khloe Anna]
Gang, gang
They tryna front on the gang, they gon’ remember my name
True to truth somehow (gang, gang)
But never truly lied at all, then and now
They tryna front on the gang
Truth somehow
Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame
But never truly lied at all, then and now
True to truth somehow
But never truly lied at all, then and now

[Outro: Khloe Anna & Moby]
True to truth somehow
But never truly lied at all, then and now
True to truth somehow
But never truly lied at all, then and now
True to truth somehow
But never truly lied at all, then and now
True to truth somehow
But never truly lied at all, then and now
In my dreams, I’m dying all the time
True to truth somehow
But never truly lied at all, then and now
Then I wake, it’s kaleidoscopic mind
But never truly lied at all
But never truly lied at all, then and now
I never meant to hurt you (then and now)
I never meant to lie

Dua Lipa – Stay Lyrics

[Verse 1]
All along, it was a fever
A cold sweat, hot-headed believer
I threw my hands in the air, said, “Show me something”
He said, “If you dare, come a little closer”

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Round and around and around and around we go
Oh, now, tell me now, tell me now, tell me now you know

[Chorus]
Not really sure how to feel about it
Something in the way you move
Makes me feel like I can’t live without you
It takes me all the way
I want you to stay

[Verse 2]
It’s not much of a life you’re living
It’s not just something you take, it’s given

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Round and around and around and around we go
Oh, now, tell me now, tell me now, tell me now you know

[Chorus]
Not really sure how to feel about it
Something in the way you move
Makes me feel like I can’t live without you
It takes me all the way
I want you to stay

[Bridge]
The reason I hold on
‘Cause I need this hole gone
Funny, you’re the broken one
But I’m the only one who needed saving
‘Cause when you never see the light
It’s hard to know which one of us is caving

[Chorus]
Not really sure how to feel about it
Something in the way you move
Makes me feel like I can’t live without you
It takes me all the way
I want you to stay, I want you to stay
I want you to stay, I want you to stay

Dua Lipa – Smoke, Drink, Break Up Lyrics

[Verse 1]
See, I gotta be outta my head to deal with ya
And I gotta be outta my head to be still with ya
See, I love you, but I don’t like that
I leave, but then I come right back to you
So what is the point? I might as well sit here and roll me a joint
Or pour me a drink
So I can get wasted and don’t have to think no more
Get high as a plane
‘Cause sober, we drive each other insane
And we know if we don’t, we gon’ start fighting again

[Chorus]
So either we smoke, drink, or we break up
Either we smoke, drink, or we break up
‘Cause the only time we don’t fight
Is when we drunk or we high, oh why
Smoke, or we drink, or we break up

[Post-Chorus]
Either we smoking, or we drinking, or we at each others throat
Either we smoking, or we drinking, or we at each others throat
Either we smoking, or we drinking, or we at each others throat
Either we smoking, or we drinking, or we at each others throat
Let’s go

[Verse 2]
I’ve gotta be outta my head to deal with ya
And I’ve gotta be outta my head to be still with you
See, I love you but I don’t like that
Keep leaving, coming right back to you
So I roll me swisher, pour me some liquor before we start to bicker
And calling each other out our names like bitches and niggas
Arguing over all that small shit, keeps getting bigger
Corona out the kitchen

[Chorus]
So either we smoke, drink, or we break up
Either we smoke, drink, or we break up
‘Cause the only time we don’t fight
Is when we drunk or we high, oh why
Smoke, or we drink, or we break up

[Post-Chorus]
Either we smoking, or we drinking, or we at each others throat
Either we smoking, or we drinking, or we at each others throat
Either we smoking, or we drinking, or we at each others throat
Either we smoking, or we drinking, or we at each others throat

[Verse 3]
Boy, we only get along when we high, oh yeah
Boy, we only get along when we high
Either we smoking, oh

[Chorus]
So either we smoke, drink, or we break up
Either we smoke, drink, or we break up
‘Cause the only time we don’t fight
Is when we drinking or high, oh why
Smoke, or we drink, or we break up

[Post-Chorus]
Either we smoking, or we drinking, or we at each others throat
Either we smoking, or we drinking, or we at each others throat
Either we smoking, or we drinking, or we at each others throat
Either we smoking, or we drinking, or we at each others throat
Leggo

[Outro]
Thug love, thug love, thug love

Dua Lipa – Cocoa Butter Kisses Lyrics

[Intro]
Cigarettes on cigarettes, cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes, cigarettes on cigarettes

[Chorus]
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank
I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it’s dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
I miss my cocoa butter kisses

[Verse]
Okie dokie, alchy, keep it low-key like Thor, lil bro
Or he’ll go blow the loudy, saudy of sour Saudi
Wiley up off peyote, wilding like that coyote
If I sip any Henny, my belly just might be outie
Pull up inside a huggy, Starsky & Hutch a dougie
I just opened up the pack, in an hour, I’ll ash my lucky
She just yelling “Fuck me”
Two weeks, she’ll be yelling, “Fuck me”
Tonight, she yelling, “Fuck me”
Two weeks, she’ll be yelling, “Fuck me”
Used to like orange cassette tapes with Timmy, Tommy, and Chuckie
And Chuck E. Cheese’s pizzas, Jesus pieces, sing Jesus love me
Visine inside my eyes so my grandma would fucking hug me
Oh, generation above me, yeah, I know you still remember me

[Refrain]
Cigarettes on cigarettes, cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes, cigarettes on cigarettes

[Verse 2]
I will smoke a little something but I don’t inhale
Everywhere that I go, everywhere they be asking how’s it going
Say the going gets well, go figure, Victor’s light skinned
Jesus got me feeling like Colin Powell, all praise to the God
God knows he’s a pro, he’s a pro like COINTEL
Check, checkmate, check me, take me to the bedroom
Let me know me well, I mean normally
You see Norma Jean wouldn’t kick it with Farmer Phil
But these kids these days, they get so high
Burn trees, smoke chlorophyll, ’til they can’t feel
Got me feeling like Lauryn Hill, miseducated, my dick delegated
Rap Bill Bellamy, they shoulda never made it
Probably been dead or in jail
Deadbeat dad, enough of that jazz
Asshole, absinthe up in that glass
Are we there yet? Ice cubes in a bong
We’re brain dead, take a tug and then pass, then pass

[Bridge]
I think we all addicted
I think we all addicted, yeah
I think we all addicted
I think we all addicted

[Refrain]
Cigarettes on cigarettes, cigarettes on cigarettes
Cigarettes on cigarettes, cigarettes on cigarettes

[Chorus]
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank
I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it’s dank
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
I miss my cocoa butter kisses
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank
I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it’s dank
Cocoa butter kisses, I miss my cocoa butter kisses, yeah

Kesha – I Need a Woman to Love Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh, I need a woman to love me
Don’t you understand me, baby?
I need a woman to love
I gotta find her, gotta have her like the air that I breathe
One loving girl that’ll understand can’t be too much to need

[Chorus]
Can’t be now (oh no), can’t be now (oh no)
Can’t be now (oh no), can’t be now (oh no)
Can’t be now (oh no)
Can’t be this loneliness, baby, surrounding me

[Refrain]
And I know it just can’t be (No, it just can’t be)
There’s got to be some kind of answer (No, it just can’t be)
And everywhere I look, there’s none around (No, it just can’t be)
Whoa, it just can’t be (No, it just can’t be)

[Verse 2]
Oh, won’t you let me hold you?
Honey, just close your eyes
Whoa, won’t you let me hold you, dear? Ah, yeah
I wanna just put my arms around you
Like the circles going around the sun
Let me hold you, daddy, at least until the morning comes

[Chorus]
Can’t be now (oh no), can’t be now (oh no)
Can’t be now (oh no), can’t be now (oh no)
Can’t be now (oh no)
Can’t be this loneliness, baby, surrounding me

[Refrain]
And I know it just can’t be (No, it just can’t be)
There’s got to be some kind of answer (No, it just can’t be)
And everywhere I look, there’s none around (No, it just can’t be)
Oh, I realize, oh, I realize (No, it just can’t be)
I know it just can’t be

[Verse 3]
Oh, I need a woman to love me
Oh, maybe you could help me, please
Oh, I need a woman to love, ’cause I believe that
Someday and somehow, it’s bound to come along
‘Cause all my dreams and all my plans just cannot turn out wrong

[Chorus]
Can’t be now (oh no), can’t be now (oh no)
Can’t be now (oh no), can’t be now (oh no)
Can’t be now (oh no)
Can’t be this loneliness, baby, surrounding me

[Refrain]
And I know it just can’t be (No, it just can’t be)
There’s got to be some kind of answer (No, it just can’t be)
And everywhere I look, there’s none around (No, it just can’t be)
Whoa, it just can’t be (No, it just can’t be)
(No, it just can’t be, no, it just can’t be, no, it just can’t be)

Post Malone – Stay lyrics

[Verse 1]
It’s true that all that you know is all that you are
You said that it’s all that you want and more
Fuck off and pour another drink
And tell me what you think
You know that I’m too drunk to talk right now
You put your cigarette out on my face
So beautiful, please woman

[Refrain]
Don’t break your back for me
I’ll put you out of your misery

[Chorus]
Tell me that it’s all okay (tell me that it’s all okay)
I’ve been waitin’ on this all damn day (waitin’ on this all damn day)
Call me in the mornin’, tell me how last night went
I’m here, but don’t count on me to…

[Verse 2]
Stay a little longer if you convince me
You tell me all the things that you have against me
Every time we make up, the truth is faded
Everybody’s blind when the view’s amazin’
Damn, who are we right now?
Can we have a little conversation?
Figure it out with no intoxication
We carry on, what is our motivation?
We’re never wrong, how the hell we gonna make it?
Maybe we’re used to this
Tell me, what are we to do
It’s like we only play to lose
Chasin’ pain with an excuse
I love that sh*t and so do you

[Refrain]
But don’t break your back for me
I’ll put you out of your misery

[Chorus]
Tell me that it’s all okay (tell me that it’s all okay)
I’ve been waitin’ on this all damn day (waitin’ on this all damn day)
Call me in the mornin’, tell me how last night went
I’m here, but don’t count on me to stay

[Guitar Solo]
Mr. Andrew Watt, ladies and gentlemen

[Chorus]
Tell me that it’s all okay (tell me that it’s all okay)
I’ve been waitin’ on this all damn day (waitin’ on this all damn day)
Call me in the mornin’, tell me how last night went
I’m here, but don’t count on me to stay

Little Boots – Picture lyrics

[Intro]
Okay

[Chorus]
I was doing okay til a picture pulled me back
Right back into the past
You stopped me in my tracks
I was doing okay til a picture pulled me back
Right back into the past
You stopped me in my tracks

[Verse 1]
I was doing okay, til you called me yesterday
Holding my breath to hear you, made a big mistake
Is it a game to you?
All a big cliché, til you called me yesterday
I was doing okay

[Pre-Chorus]
Mirror, mirror on the floor
Don’t know what you’re looking for
Searching eyes and faces talk
Suck me in I can’t ignore

[Chorus]
I was doing okay til a picture pulled me back
Right back into the past
You stopped me in my tracks
I was doing okay til a picture pulled me back
Right back into the past
You stopped me in my tracks
I was doing okay

[Verse 2]
Oh, oh no, tell me what you got that’s still worth waiting for
Oh oh no, trying to build my wings in case you want some more
Do you want some more?

[Chorus]
I was doing okay til a picture pulled me back
Right back into the past
You stopped me in my tracks
I was doing okay til a picture pulled me back
Right back into the past
You stopped me in my tracks
I was doing okay

[Bridge]
I’ll wait up, I’ll wait up
Waiting for an answer, maybe
I’ll give up, I’ll give up, I’ll give up
I’ll wait up, I’ll wait up
Waiting for an answer, maybe
I’ll give up, I’ll give up, I’ll give up
I’ll wait up, I’ll wait up
Waiting for an answer, maybe
I’ll give up, I’ll give up, I’ll give up
I’ll wait up, I’ll wait up
Waiting for an answer, maybe
I’ll give up, I’ll give up, I’ll give up

[Outro]
I was doing okay

ASAP Rocky – ASAP Forever lyrics

[Intro: A$AP Rocky]
Gang, gang, gang

[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
They talkin’ down on my name, don’t let ’em run off with the name
Man I just run with the gang, A$AP boys came with the flame
Gang, gang, they talkin’ down on the gang
They wanna rep with the name, but this ain’t no regular name
Gang, gang, they tryna run with the name
I might pull up with three K, but I do not f*ck with no Klan
Gang gang, them boys not flexin’ the same
I’m done with adjustin’ to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain
Gang, gang, I tell her come f*ck with the gang
I tell ’em don’t f*ck with the gang
It’s time to f*ck up the whole game!

[Verse: A$AP Rocky]
Come f*ck with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods
In love with my bitch cause she bi
My ice like the stars, I tell that bitch, “Cover your eyes
Cause smokin’ with me, you go blind”
She losin’ her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde
Convincin’ my bitch to go blonde
Was born in the dark, I can’t even open my blinds
On Yams and that’s word to my mom
Margiela Mad Man with cases I’m still tryna beat
A bunch of sh*t from a long time ago
The bigger they are, the harder they fall
Like dominos, nigga, Geronimos
When it’s my time to go, adios, vamonos
Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos
Dealing with life and its highs and lows
I’m just livin’ like I’m supposed
I guess it’s called livin’, sh*t I suppose
I’m on my live alone, die VLONE
You talk about spending or buyin’ clothes
I’m ’bout my business but I’m alone
I still had the vision when I was broke, f*ckin’ on bitches and foreign hoes
Flyin’ out womens to borin’ shows, I pray to God I don’t overdose
I put A$AP on my tat, I put New York on the map
I put the gang on the flame, they gon’ remember the name
They robbin’ boys for the chain, I got Goyard by the sack
I got the boof by the pack, I f*cked your boo in her back

[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
Gang, gang, them boys not flexing the same
I’m done with adjusting to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain
Gang, gang, I tell her come f*ck with the gang
I tell ’em don’t f*ck with the gang
It’s time to f*ck up the whole game!
(Game, game, game, game)

[Bridge: A$AP Rocky & Khloe Anna]
Gang, gang
They tryna front on the gang, they gon’ remember my name
True to truth somehow (gang, gang)
But never truly lied at all, then and now
They tryna front on the gang
Truth somehow
Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame
But never truly lied at all, then and now
True to truth somehow
But never truly lied at all, then and now

[Outro: Khloe Anna & Moby]
True to truth somehow
But never truly lied at all, then and now
True to truth somehow
But never truly lied at all, then and now
True to truth somehow
But never truly lied at all, then and now
True to truth somehow
But never truly lied at all, then and now
In my dreams, I’m dying all the time
True to truth somehow
But never truly lied at all, then and now
Then I wake, it’s kaleidoscopic mind
But never truly lied at all
But never truly lied at all, then and now
I never meant to hurt you (then and now)
I never meant to lie

Cardi B – Money Bag lyrics

[Intro]
Money bag
Give me the money bag
Money bag
I’m lookin’ like a money bag
Money bag
Money bag

[Verse 1]
I do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari Friday
This is sweet n*gger Saturday, that’s just what God say
I say “bae, it’s a snack”, he say it’s the entrée
With them pretty ass twins you look like Beyoncé

[Hook]
Lookin’ like
Money bag, money bag, money bag (uh)
Money bag, money bag, money bag (woo!)
Money bag, money bag, money bag (get it)
Money bag, money bag, money bag
[?] from the front, I got it behind me
And I park my Bentley truck on my Versace driveway

[Verse 2]
Everythin’ your nigga want, I’m like a walkin’ wishlist
I don’t understand what this hate is about
How you gon’ suck yo man dick with my name in yo mouth?

[Hook]
Lookin’ like
Money bag, money bag, money bag (uh)
Money bag, money bag, money bag (woo!)
Money bag, money bag, money bag (get it)
Money bag, money bag, money bag
[?] from the front, I got it behind me
And I park my Bentley truck on my Versace driveway

These bitches salty, they sodium
They jelly, petroleum
Always talkin’ in the background
But never come to the podium
Chef Cardi B, I’m cookin’ up
I see your bitch at the stove again
While ya hoes were sleepin’ on me
I made 40 bags by 4 pm

Sabrina Claudio – Don’t Let Me Down lyrics

[Verse 1: Sabrina Claudio]
Do you feel me here
Giving you love
Do you see me here
Opening up

[Pre-Chorus: Sabrina Claudio]
No one’s ever gotten to this point
Where we go from here is all your choice

[Chorus: Sabrina Claudio]
Don’t let me down aseme un petardo mamarrachon
I told you things about me
Don’t let me down
I let you put your arms around me
‘Cause love is a waste of time if you and I don’t do this right
Don’t let me down
And I’ll keep you around

[Verse 2: Khalid]
Can I trust in you
If I give you myself
You’re the first to know
And I’ve had much to tell

[Pre-Chorus: Both & Sabrina Claudio]
No one’s ever gotten to this point (No one’s ever gotten, no one’s ever gotten)
Where we go from here is all your choice

[Chorus: Both & Sabrina Claudio]
Don’t let me down (don’t let me down)
I told you things about me
Don’t let me down (don’t let me down)
I let you put your arms around me
‘Cause love is a waste of time if you and I don’t do this right
Don’t let me down (don’t let me down)
And I’ll keep you around (hey, yeah yeah)

[Outro: Sabrina Claudio & Khalid]
Don’t let me down, no
Don’t let me (yeah)
Don’t let me down, no
Don’t let me (hey, yeah yeah)

Davis Mallory – Dance With Me lyrics

My head gets caught in the moment, but my heart doesn’t know it, heart doesn’t know it
Somehow I’m lost in the lonely, but it’s too hard to show it, too hard to show it
Danse avec moi
Danse avec moi
Danse avec moi
Do I fall in?
Do I fall in?
Do I fall in?

I travel down the West Coast with sun on my shoulders, the sun’s on my shoulders
My heart’s a winding road but I can’t control it and nobody knows it
Do I fall in love?
Do I fall In love?
Do I fall in love?
Do I fall in?
Lo-o-o-o-ove
Do I fall in Love?

You are the one to open my eyes
And you are the one to make me think twice
And you are the one I want to spend my life with

You are the one, you’re looking so nice
When I’m with you I’m in paradise
Spending my days thinking about you baby

You are the one, I want to be with
You’re on my mind, I just can’t forget you
You are the one I’m going to spend my life with
Oh baby

Do I fall in?
Do I fall in Lo-o-o-o-o-ve?
Do I fall in?

Do I? Do I?
Do I? Do I?
Do I? Do I?
Do I fall in love?
Do I? Do I?
Do I? Do I?
Do I? Do I?
Do I fall in?

Do I fall in Lo-o-o-o-o-o-ve?
Do I fall in?

Ayo And Teo – Hold My Sauce lyrics

[Hook: Teo]
Hold my sauce
Haters loss
I’m a boss
Diamonds clear like Voss
What’s the price
Private flights
Outta sight
And I’m dripped up right
Hold my sauce
Haters loss
I’m a boss
Diamonds clear like Voss
What’s the price
Private flights
Outta sight
And I’m dripped up right

[Verse 1: Teo]
What’s the price
Like a hunnid’ K
Dunkin’ ’em up like a runaway
My diamonds shine when the sun away
Hold my sauce (hold it)
Nibba you tell by the watch (hey)
All y’all haters gone talk (facts)
Tays so tired of my cough (*cough*)
One hand randyma (dab)
Never gone take a loss (no)
Never gone spill my sauce (hold it up)
Last round I’m a boss

[Hook: Teo]
Hold my sauce
Haters loss
Im’a boss
Diamonds clear like Voss
What’s the price
Private flight
Outta sight
And I’m dripped up right
Hold my sauce
Haters loss
Im’a boss
Diamonds clear like Voss
What’s the price
Private flight
Outta sight
And I’m dripped up right

[Verse 2: Ayo]
Diamonds, on me
I’m looking like a glacier
Yo main do
He too broke
He still gotta pay you
Off white, Supreme
I be mixing flavors
My momma, she love me
She still be whipping flavors
Came out the hood had to grow up (aye)
Got a new family that shown up (aye)
Eat so much wood, make you throw up (aye)
Bad lil Bih’ yeah she foreign (aye)

[Hook: Teo]
Hold my sauce
Haters loss
Im’a boss
Diamonds clear like Voss
What’s the price
Private flight
Outta sight
And I’m dripped up right
Hold my sauce
Haters loss
Im’a boss
Diamonds clear like Voss
What’s the price
Private flight
Outta sight
And I’m dripped up right

[Outro: Teo]
Yeah

Tove Styrke – On The Low lyrics

[Verse 1]
I don’t wanna hold up, I don’t wanna slow down
I’m tryna like you less, don’t make sense to me
I don’t wanna wait up, I don’t wanna waste time
Just want you and I, with no space in between

[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe I’ve been spending way too many nights with you
And I never shoulda intertwined with you
But what the hell am I supposed to do?
Maybe we should leave it as this
But I’m gonna end up so miserable
I can’t shut it down, shut it down, down

[Chorus]
‘Cause you and me
We’re too damn good to let it be
And I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
Yeah, you and I
We’re too damn good and I can’t lie
I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
No, I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low

[Verse 2]
Why you need space now?
I don’t wanna zoom out
Now, what’s wrong with you being close to me? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, why you wanna play it cool?
It’s gonna make me hate you, me too
Sorry, I’m just saying what I feel (oh, oh)

[Pre-Chorus]
But maybe I’ve been spending way too many nights with you
Having way too many good times with you
But what the hell am I supposed to do?
Maybe we should leave it as this
But I’m gonna end up so miserable
I can’t shut it down, shut it down, down

[Chorus]
‘Cause you and me
We’re too damn good to let it be
And I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
On the low
No, I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
On the low
Yeah, you and I (you and I)
We’re too damn good and I can’t lie (I can’t lie)
I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
On the low
No, I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low

[Bridge]
Maybe I’ve been spending way too many nights with you
Probably never shoulda intertwined with you
Maybe we should leave it as this
But I’m gonna end up so miserable
And I can’t shut it down, down

[Chorus]
‘Cause you and me (you and me)
We’re too damn good to let it be (let it be)
And I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
On the low
No, I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
On the low
Yeah, you and I (you and I)
We’re too damn good and I can’t lie (I can’t lie)
‘Cause I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
On the low
No, I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low

Future & Young Thug – Group Home

[Intro: Young Thug]
I cheated on my fears, yeah
I broke up with my doubts, yeah
Got engaged with my faith, yeah
And now I’m marryin’ my dreams, yeah

[Chorus: Future]
I don’t want it, don’t want it if it ain’t mint
I smell codeine when I piss
I’m on it, I’m on it, I can’t forget
You can’t cry over scars, this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I’m goin’ extravagant
Hey, say my new tone, Earth tone, I can’t do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home

[Verse 1: Future]
Off the digital, no small talk, all decimals
Cain and Abel, both brains, one man, too impeccable
I talked to Jesus Christ on my worst day
He made me a millionaire, I’m talkin’ to him everyday
All my littles wonder if they can go out in Escalade
I share all my bitches with you besides my main bitch
I left my past behind with new millennium
I left my heart in the streets, I’m imperial
Had to find time to manage my residuals
I deserve royalty, livin’ in a castle
I’m hustlin’, tryna make rent, you call the popo on me
I pistol whip a J for three dollars, you better not owe me
Yeah, I robbed a nigga in broad daylight the first day I had Jacoby
Yeah, he don’t know I finessed him
‘Cause the homies, they was ’bout to murder him
Went out the backdoor, took the blame
‘Cause I knew T-Money was gon’ blow out his brains
I’m back from the grave, I’m damn near insane
I sold so much crack, I got yayo still in my veins

[Chorus: Future]
I don’t want it, don’t want it if it ain’t meant
I smell codeine when I piss
I’m on it, I’m on it, I can’t forget
You can’t cry over scars, this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I’m goin’ extravagant
Hey, say my new tone, Earth tone, I can’t do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
‘Bout to WCW my bitch friend, I’m too wrong
Got a black 45 FN, I don’t do chrome
Fuck these niggas, I’m kickin’ ’em out the loop, woah
I just got a Plain Jane Patek and it’s two-toned (Two, two!)
I dress up like it’s elastic (Yeah!)
12 cartridge for these bastards (Yeah!)
Swiggy swaggy, I’ma devil (Yeah!)
I got the shits in Cali (Cali!)
I got the kids a Denali (Swerve!)
I bulletproof all the windows (On God!)
I’m bulletproofin’ the mattresses (Blat!)
Blue diamonds like an Avatar (Yeah!)
Cut you off and dodge you like a fuckin’ Charger (Charger!)
I showed I liked her but I still didn’t get her
I got back problems from gamblin’ from the night to mornin’ (Night to mornin’, yeah!)
You can fuck every one of my hoes except my main (main bitch)
It’s too hard to dedicate to you, I’m so scared of shame
I don’t care to find out you was creepin’ ’cause I’m doin’ the same thing
My bitches temporary like stitches
You and your mama, your brother, your cousin ain’t nothin’ but bitches
Yeah

[Chorus: Future]
I don’t want it, don’t want it if it ain’t meant
I spill codeine when I piss
I’m on it, I’m on it, I can’t forget
You can’t cry over scars this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I’m goin’ extravagant
Hey, say my new tone Earth tone, I can’t do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home

Now, Now – Az

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Oh holy figure at the edge of my bed
She leaned in closely and said nothing to me
Repeating image of you, when I’m alone
I see you calling to me
Then I see nothing at all

[Chorus]
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all

[Verse 2]
Oh holy vision at the end of my bed
She leaned in closely and said nothing to me
I was young, with the sun
I had no reason to run
I see you calling to me
Then I see nothing at all

[Pre-Chorus]
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all

[Chorus]
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all

[Instrumental]

[Pre-Chorus]
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all

[Chorus]
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all (back to the heart of it all)

[Outro]
(Back to the heart of it all)
(Back to the heart of it all)

DJ Esco & Future – Bring It Out (feat. O.T. Genasis)

[Chorus: Future]
I got a thing in the car, I’m boutta bring it out
Fuck what you talkin’ ’bout nigga, we gotta bang it out
I keep my bitch in the house, I’m boutta bring her out
I got whips on whips this year, I’m bout to bring ’em out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bang it out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bring it out
I put the mat on the rarri, I’m boutta bring it out
We don’t talk back to no cops, we just air ’em out

[Post-Chorus: Future]
If you ain’t spraying for the gang then we puttin’ you out
I got my jammers inside my shirt, don’t make me bring one out
I got that thing, exotic car, don’t make me bring it out
I put ’em burkins in the closet, told her bring one out, hah

[Verse 1: O.T. Genesis]
Whip that soda, ice like polar
Double on motor on the motorola
Got your main thing, took her to boa
Took her to the crib, made her do yoga
I got bitches I know that you ain’t seen yet
Got the 4488 you ain’t see yet
These rappers gonna make me pull out my tennis chain
I’m back and forth with my bitches like a tennis game
I’m killin’ niggas GYG, I put ’em in the hearse
My bitch killin’ you hoes, you know she had it first
I got ’em guns I do the most, yeah I love to roast
I could’ve got the wraith, but it can’t fit my hoes
I came up way up out the mud and turned up like a key
I hit the club and valet tell me I can keep my key
I’ll shoot it out with all these niggas I don’t give a fuck
I got a hundred niggas with me, I don’t give a fuck

[Chorus: Future]
I got a thing in the car, I’m boutta bring it out
Fuck what you talkin’ ’bout nigga, we gotta bang it out
I keep my bitch in the house, I’m boutta bring her out
I got whips on whips this year, I’m bout to bring ’em out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bang it out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bring it out
I put the mat on the rarri, I’m boutta bring it out
We don’t talk back to no cops, we just air ’em out

[Verse 2: O.T. Genesis]
Big face rollie, still rock
Air 15, leave a nigga hold up
Got a lotta cash, still move fast
Dope in the pot, spoon in the trash
I’m addicted to the pace, I’m a trap nigga
Why you talk behind my back you should act nigga
Make the money come back like a lap nigga
Treat you like you did good cause I clap niggas
I got shooters on deck and its real fun
Put your fingers in the air, get a real gun
Heard you got a bitch nigga, get a real one
Couple days in a month I hit a million
I done had too much to drink I done fell on her
Had a threesome with my bitch, put Chanel on her
I’m still married to the game, got my ring, yeah
Long clip beat hit his bitch, we can bang out

[Chorus: Future]
I got a thing in the car, I’m boutta bring it out
Fuck what you talkin’ ’bout nigga, we gotta bang it out
I keep my bitch in the house, I’m boutta bring her out
I got whips on whips this year, I’m bout to bring ’em out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bang it out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bring it out
I put the mat on the rarri, I’m boutta bring it out
We don’t talk back to no cops, we just air ’em out

[Post-Chorus: Future]
If you ain’t spraying for the gang then we puttin’ you out
I got my jammers inside my shirt, don’t make me bring one out
I got that thing, exotic car, don’t make me bring it out
I put ’em burkins in the closet, told her bring one out, hah

NBA YoungBoy – Through The Storm

[Chorus]
Through the night when it be stormin’
Hopin’ everything could clear up by the morning
Niggas tellin’ lies so I gotta be honest
Ask me for to tell it, you know that I’ma run it
Turned up like you want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
Flexin’ on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain’t no goin’ back, you know I’m gon’ keep it comin’
Ain’t no time to wait, so nigga play, we gon’ burn him

[Verse 1]
Today Friday so you know we on that Clyde and Dodo
I got black and white bitches knockin’ at my door though
I’m in the middle of the room posted with a .44
I got it out in case a nigga wanna take a photo
Remember me and 3Three we used to ride up in a stolo
Now I’m in a two-door coupe, it used to be a four-door
Don’t pay for cable, he want static, tell him let me know though
I’m quick to let a nigga have it, you know I’ma blow though
Late at night I used to sneak out my grandfather window
And I was coolin’ on a flight, and I was hittin’ them licks though
Wasn’t for him I wouldn’t be shit, so I ain’t gotta trip though
Ten thousand dollars, that ain’t shit, I gave him that times three though

[Chorus]
Through the night when it be stormin’
Hopin’ everything could clear up by the morning
Niggas tellin’ lies so I gotta be honest
Ask me for the Tellage, you know that I’ma run it
Turned up like you want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
Flexin’ on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain’t no goin’ back, you know I’m gon’ keep it comin’
Ain’t no time to wait, so nigga play, we gon’ burn him

[Verse 2]
Can’t tote no gun but got that Glock when I’m up in the yo’ though
Plus my PO and the police knockin’ at my door though
I get creative, lace the track just like a blunt of dope though
I told Nini I’m comin’ back, she think I’m with a hoe though
Hundred grand in my pocket when I wanna flex
Back in the day them niggas laughed when I said I’m next
Up with the choppa ‘case that boy try reach for my neck
You know how I pop, fuck that shit, I put his ass to rest

[Chorus]
Turned up like you want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
Flexin’ on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain’t no goin’ back, you know I’m gon’ keep it comin’
Ain’t no time to wait, so nigga play, we gon’ burn him

Eric Bellinger – Yikes

[Intro]
This is the E-mix, this is the E-mix, yeah
And this gon’ be your favorite song

[Verse 1]
Memories don’t die but I can’t say the same for you
I been on a positive vibe but this I had to do
I’m down for gettin’ dirty, boy, I came from the trenches
Too pussy to say my name but I heard the description
The shoe fit so I put a outfit on that match it perfect
This shit was a Eazy Call, ain’t no need for hearses
Give ’em what they demand
Bury you where you stand
What kinda nigga is proud to copy another man?
First time you stole my shit, I nevermind it, wasn’t stressin
Second time you did it, okay now this needs addressing
Like any artist with my craft, I work hard
I thought you would understand but you was focused on the car
(Are you stupid?)
I don’t know a person that could make it through the challenges
I see on a daily nigga, you don’t know how bad it is
We live in a day and age where they don’t know what talent is
Yo’ only talent is mimicking anyone that’s talented
Released a couple singles to your fans, you was red hot
Surely had a change of heart the day after your album dropped
Stole a vibe from Trey Songz, took a flow from K-Dot
Kinda sound like Fetty Wap
Dammit, Tory, when will it stop?
(To be honest with you, I take from a lot of musicians)

[Chorus]
And that Eazy Call on the way
Eazy Call on the way
You should stay the fuck out my way
Get the fuck out my lane

[Verse 2]
Fast forward second album, you still on that same shit
Every other rap verse suckin’ on that Drake dick
It’s all bad for you, I’m sympathetic
You even stole the song you dissed me on, that shit pathetic
(I don’t give a f—, stole from all you…)
You don’t put no fear in me, nigga
Next time you in the city of angels keep that same energy, nigga
Don’t back paddle from the smoke ’cause I’ll bring it that’s true shit
It’s war time, best believe we ain’t on no truce shit
Before yo’ next move, think twice
‘Cause that bum ass album you got could be yo’ life
That’s on Christ, it’s plenty ways it could go
I put a couple grand on your head
Have some of your old friends become new foes
For me the goons pull up packin’ pieces and kill things
Drop you like a bad connection, you know it’s the real thing
With stains on your shirt, screamin’ out "It hurt"
First you hear that yak yak then after that skrt skrt
As I recall, I been that nigga
When it come to disrespect, I don’t accept that, nigga
Your temperature, I’ma check that, nigga
You Wesley Johnson
This that hesitation before that Harden step back, nigga
It’s Eazy

[Chorus]
And that Eazy Call on the way
Eazy Call on the way
You should stay the fuck out my way
Get the fuck out my lane
Said that Eazy Call on the way
Eazy Call on the way
You should stay the fuck out my way
Get the fuck out my lane

[Verse 3]
Hol’ up, hol’ up
Got some more, got some more shit to say
I could take the credit for a lot of niggas’ style
But I got my pub so I’m good for a while
You gon’ have to do more than just say it
If it weren’t for Interscope, yo’ records wouldn’t be playin
You split up your checks like 150 ways
While I’m just signed to myself like JAY-Z
Hella plaques on the wall
Grammy talk, Grammy talk
April 6th, April 6th
Eazy Call, Eazy Call on the way, on the way
Yikes

[Outro]
You should prolly just chill, bro
Just chill, take a L
You gettin’ bodied by a singin’ nigga

Post Malone – Stay (Live)

[Verse 1]
It’s true that all that you know is all that you are
You said that it’s all that you want and more
Fuck off and pour another drink
And tell me what you think
You know that I’m too drunk to talk right now
You put your cigarette out on my face
So beautiful, please woman

[Refrain]
Don’t break your back for me
I’ll put you out of your misery

[Chorus]
Tell me that it’s all okay (tell me that it’s all okay)
I’ve been waitin’ on this all damn day (waitin’ on this all damn day)
Call me in the mornin’, tell me how last night went
I’m here, but don’t count on me to…

[Verse 2]
Stay a little longer if you convince me
You tell me all the things that you have against me
Every time we make up, the truth is faded
Everybody’s blind when the view’s amazin’
Damn, who are we right now?
Can we have a little conversation?
Figure it out with no intoxication
We carry on, what is our motivation?
We’re never wrong, how the hell we gonna make it?
Maybe we’re used to this
Tell me, what are we to do
It’s like we only play to lose
Chasin’ pain with an excuse
I love that shit and so do you

[Refrain]
But don’t break your back for me
I’ll put you out of your misery

[Chorus]
Tell me that it’s all okay (tell me that it’s all okay)
I’ve been waitin’ on this all damn day (waitin’ on this all damn day)
Call me in the mornin’, tell me how last night went
I’m here, but don’t count on me to stay

[Guitar Solo]
Mr. Andrew Watt, ladies and gentlemen

[Chorus]
Tell me that it’s all okay (tell me that it’s all okay)
I’ve been waitin’ on this all damn day (waitin’ on this all damn day)
Call me in the mornin’, tell me how last night went
I’m here, but don’t count on me to stay