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Eli Sostre – Glass

[Verse 1]
Got me feeling like the one
Say it’s love then you don’t know who to trust
Don’t you ask me why I’m actin’ up
Tell them boys they need to pack it up
Young Pirelli got these women in a frenzy
Send a shot to me I’ll bust it til it’s empty
Talk about it make sure that shit don’t affect me
I feel like we the only thing moving
Got that bitch a purse that cost a couple racks
It don’t matter what I spend cause I just double that
See the fortune and the fame that [?] now
You love me when I had nothing don’t tell me lies now

[Hook]
Girl you know them diamonds are like glass
Got some problems make a nigga wanna spazz
Little attitude problem it’ll make it last
Is you with me baby? I just gotta know
Girl you know them diamonds are like glass
Got some problems make a nigga wanna spazz
Little attitude problem it’ll make it last
Is you with me baby? I just gotta know

[Verse 2]
I don’t need a thing I got my own shit
I grew up with nothin’ and I was focused
Yeah you tellin’ stories bout some old shit
I can’t find nobody that I owe shit
Takin’ off while we dab but we still started
[?]
Leave ’em all the star then I made an order
Then [?] that’s my fucking brother
Came from nothing but we had love
Momma say : I’m just happy [?]
Bad bitch make wanna clean the trap up
I ain’t fuckin’ with these niggas don’t get dabbed up

[Hook]
Girl you know them diamonds are like glass
Got some problems make a nigga wanna spazz
Little attitude problem it’ll make it last
Is you with me baby? I just gotta know
Girl you know them diamonds are like glass
Got some problems make a nigga wanna spazz
Little attitude problem it’ll make it last
Is you with me baby? I just gotta know

[Outro]
See I just gotta know
Baby I just gotta know, know, know
See I just gotta know
Baby I just gotta know, know, know

Desiigner – Up

[Intro: Three 6 Mafia]
Shut the fuck up!
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up

[Chorus: Desiigner]
I been riding through the city
They tryna fuck my night up
A lot of shit that I hold down
It’s time that I bring right up
I’ma get rich, get rich
And I’ma live it right up
There’s lotta shit that I hold down
Hey, I’ma bring it right up
They tryna fuck ya night up, I live it right up
I get it right up, I Iive it right up
I hold shit down, but pick it right up
Cause I live right up, I get it night up
I’ma get rich, get rich
Cause niggas living like us
I said time to hold shit down
But they gon’ fuck the night up

[Verse 1: Desiigner]
Right up, right up
Pipe up, pipes up
Skypes up, skies up
I see stars, there’s no limit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, moving right up
Hold on, they can’t stop us

[Chorus: Desiigner]
I been riding through the city
They tryna fuck my night up
A lot of shit that I hold down
It’s time that I bring right up
I’ma get rich, get rich
And I’ma live it right up
There’s lotta shit that I hold down
Hey, I’ma bring it right up
They tryna fuck ya night up, I live it right up
I get it right up, I Iive it right up
I hold shit down, but pick it right up
Cause I live right up, I get it night up
I’ma get rich, get rich
Cause niggas living like us
I said time to hold shit down
But they gon’ fuck the night up

[Verse 2: Desiigner]
I roll delivery
I stroll different
Keep it all different
Yeah I pose different
My time lavish, my time lavish
Miss Jackson, Tom Braxy
Super savage, super savage
Champion, who’s that girl?
Times one, little fun

[Chorus: Desiigner]
I been riding through the city
They tryna fuck my night up
A lot of shit that I hold down
It’s time that I bring right up
I’ma get rich, get rich
And I’ma live it right up
There’s lotta shit that I hold down
Hey, I’ma bring it right up
They tryna fuck ya night up, I live it right up
I get it right up, I Iive it right up
I hold shit down, but pick it right up
Cause I live right up, I get it night up
I’ma get rich, get rich
Cause niggas living like us
I said time to hold shit down
But they gon’ fuck the night up

[Outro: Three 6 Mafia]
Shut the fuck u!
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up

Desiigner – Thank God I Got It

[Chorus 1]
Thank God I got it
Thank God I got it
Thank God I get how I go
Thank God I got it
Thank God they got it
Thank God I give her her hopes too
Thank God I got it
Thank God I got it
Thank God I give her her hopes too
Thank God I got it
Thank God I got it
Thank God I give her her ho-ope

[Verse 1]
Thank God I got it, thank God yeah nigga I got it
Thank God yeah a nigga ain’t plottin’
And Lil Yachty, yeah nigga got broccoli
I be gettin’ it not stoppin’
Young nigga getting money, no option
Grab me and hit a nigga a choppin’
Ocean, more shit ‘for I pour my ghost shit
Oh shit, more champagne I’m pourin’ more shit
Life is fab when I’m driven focus
Niggas talk but I creep the low shit
Bag a million hit ’em with the oh shit
Hit him with the oh o-shit
Pull back with the fo-fifth
Forfeit make a nigga fo-quit
Everybody come up in the know shit
I feel I got it, nigga’s tourin’ in the millions they ’bout it’
I get money and a nigga no option
Nigga tourin’ in the millions I’m mobbin’
I feel I got it, I be riding in the Benz with the Robbie
Bugatti to McLaren, ‘Rari [?]
I feel I got it, hundred Xans get the lick over bottle
Percosets give me sex and the logic
Hundred trans and the trans the watching
I feel I got it, I can see just believe it inside me
I can see disbelief in Rodney
Hundred [?]

[Chorus 1]
Thank God I got it
Thank God I got it
Thank God I get how I go
Thank God I got it
Thank God they got it
Thank God I give her her hopes too
Thank God I got it
Thank God I got it
Thank God I give her her hopes too
Thank God I got it
Thank God I got it
Thank God I give her her ho-ope

[Verse 2]
Yeh I get it
I don’t know about wifey
Bad bitch right beside me
I get high when I’m writing
We get high in this space ship all night lay with me driving
When she wrong I’ma right it
I beat it up like I’m Tyson
I beat it up like I’m Miley
I wanna make ’em mix Jazz
We ride past in that accent
The love life not crash it
Take me to yourself
‘fore a minute swear I see heaven
You wanna live it how I live it whip it like a chopper keep blasting it
Chop booty, keep dancing it
Dance club keep laughing it
Head right, hit fast it
Everybody start to gold diggin’
Ball hard, I’m a champion
Ball hard til the damage done
Live life ’til the day is done
Ball hard with my number one

[Hook]
Yeah yeah
Champion
I am a champion

[Beat Switch]

[Chorus 2]
Years I was Kawasaki
Oh yeah call me papi
Hell they can’t stop me, no way
I get the money, get it then I flip it now the City know it
Everybody talkin’ shit can’t make the head ’cause the roll it
I get the flowest
I get beating a flow to it
I get that real shit, real shit
Talking like oh yea
I get that dope cat, dope cats
Talking like old way
Remember them old ways
Lock out that door-way

[Verse 3]
‘member the days we used to keep the covers sleep on the floor way
Rain dance, rain dancing
Rich boy, play dazing
I can be raw let you ride here
Baby I’m slowly dying
Keeping your thoughts inside me
Keeping your thoughts inside me
Only think about it [?] in private
Keeping your thoughts beside me
Keeping your thoughts behind me
Yeah we ball, we riding
Baby, I’m slowly dying
Keeping your thoughts inside me
Keeping your thoughts inside me
Only think about it [?] in private
Keeping your thoughts inside me
Keeping your thoughts behind me

[Chorus 2]
Yeah, remember them old ways
Lock out that door-way
Years I was Kawasaki
Oh yeah call me papi
Hell yea can’t stop me
I get the money, get it then I flip it now the City know it
Everybody talkin’ shit can’t make the head ’cause the roll it
I get the flowest
I get beating a flow
I get that real shit, real shit
Talking like oh yea
I get that dope cat, dope cats
Talking like old way
Remember them old ways
Lock out that door-way

Bodega Bamz – Heartbreak Hotel

[Sample]
Good afternoon, thank you for calling award-winning hotel
This is Eeyore, how may I assist you?
Yes, um…

[Intro]
I’m on my way now
They say it could take me forever, man
Heartbreak Hotel though
Yeah, haha, word, yo

[Verse 1]
So do you need eyes just to cry now?
Should there be a "good" in "goodbye" now?
Is the world big enough to hide now
From yourself? Are you brave enough to try now?
So the pain eventually has to die now
Don’t let it be a wave then subside now
The truth is, we’d rather believe in lies now
Than accept what’s the truth deep inside now
And if it’s perfect, what would be the perfect endin’?
I don’t need perfect in a perfect settin’
All I need is real and what comes with it
And if you want good, bad comes with it
I’m that nigga now, "everybody knows you"
Told you, don’t let me hold you, just let me show you
I done been down this road, so I know the outcome
Whatever out, come in, close the door to your feelings
I’m a man, don’t judge me off emotions, baby
You my baby even if I don’t call you "baby"
You want the truth? Spill it; You want a heart? Fill it
The feelings change, so you say you must depart with it
And that’s the part I hate: when they forget the good
As you should, understand what you understood
Let me get this out my system

[Interlude]
How many rooms available in the Heartbreak Hotel?
Ok, when is it? How many nights? How many people?
If I could bring more with me, I would
Ok, I have a non-smoking double, you wanna book it?

[Bridge]
Ayo, sit back, relax, sip the Congac
Smile, think about it, laugh, don’t react, everything will pass
When you cross the finish line and the sweat dry off
Just remember that I told you so

[Verse 2]
Heartbreak Hotel, I’m here for a short stay
Money not needed by the way, by the way
It’s looking everybody got the same thing in common here
Even had Common here, J. Lo was a regular
She don’t mind it either, I’m walking past the Hollywood Hall
Seen Brad and Angelina, Martin and Gena
The Heartbreak Hotel got different sections
They keep the rappers and the singers and the actors separate
And if you not fully healed, then you can’t exit
Room service serve junk for depression
Party on my floor, I said "what up" to Tyga
Couple doors down, there go Rob and Blac Chyna
Kanye and Amber and Wiz just to name a few
Marc Anthony singing salsa, he made it too
Jumping on the couch in the lobby, it’s Tom Cruise
Mariah Carey looking scary
Nick Cannon wild’n out on con cierres
Heartbreak Hotel, you don’t bring luggage
You come here with worries and you leave here with nothin’
Enjoy your stay

[Outro]
What’s up, playboy?
You know I just got here, you know the reason I’m in here, man
She did?! Ah, man
Ayo, this my first time in here though, yo, like
I knew the Heartbreak Hotel existed, but damn!
I ain’t know so many motherfuckers was in here, B
Like, yo bro, I’m tryin’ to heal, man
And I order room service and they give me all this unhealthy shit, chocolates and all that
And there ain’t no drinks in the mini bar, man
This shit is like a rehab, bro
And, yo, I just seen Selena Gomez by the pool, bro
And I couldn’t even bag because they was saying it’s against policy, word
Niggas, yo, niggas deadass told me that Drake got the whole floor to himself, boy
Like he a reg – haha, the whole floor, boy, yeah
Nah, nah, I’m glad this hotel
I’m glad the Heartbreak Hotel free every night though, B
You pay with your pain, yo, you heard?
Nah but there ain’t no address so I can’t even give it to you bro
You gotta find it, bro, you just gotta find it
But yo, I’ma get right, man
Nah, nah, I’m not gon’ be that long
Short stay, man, short stay
I’ma see you soon, boy, one hunnid

gnash – Stargazing (feat. Vancouver Sleep Clinic)

[Hook: Vancouver]
I’ll make plans for us
I haven’t met you yet
I’m just laying here, gazing into the future
And I can’t wait for it

[Verse 1: Gnash]
I was thinking
We could take a drive
We could take a ride
Get a little high
We could stay the night
On the hood of my car, dancing under the stars
Thinking ’bout who we are in the light of the dark
These constellations are confirmation
That my constant patience has been worth it’s weight in gold
I can’t wait ’til we’re alone but until then we’re

[Pre-Hook: Gnash]
Stargazing
Stargazing
We’re stargazing
Stargazing
At the same stars tonight

[Hook: Vancouver]
I’ll make plans for us
I haven’t met you yet
I’m just laying here, gazing into the future
And I can’t wait for it

Young Dolph – 100 Shots (Bulletproof Album)

[Intro]
Yeah, it’s Dolph
Hey, bring me some Backwoods up outta there, homie and a cup of ice
And some rubber bands up outta there too, homie, yeah
It’s 3 PM, 80 degrees outside
I’m in somethin’ that go real fast, sittin’ outside the cornerstore
Six figure client, got no business in this area

[Verse 1]
If it ain’t one thing, it’s a motherfuckin’ ‘nother (goddamn)
We trapped together than that’s my motherfuckin’ brother (that’s my dog)
I pay her bills and buy her designer but I don’t love her (hey, what you need, lil’ mama?)
She just play her part when it’s time to smuggle (ayy, you ready?)
I pull up, pick up that bag, and burn rubber (skrrt)
I got a sweet tooth but I stay away from suckers (for real though)
Nobu in Malibu was my last supper (we eatin’ good)
I fucked her in rush hour traffic, Chris Tucker (haha, yeah)
Everybody screamin’ gang gang gang (gang)
Them folks come and get you, you gon’ tell on the whole gang (gang)
She said can she fuck me with my diamond chains?
If I ain’t in the bank, then I’m on the plane (yeah, hey)
‘Bout to go get some money or go spend some money (yeah)
They stopped me in the airport, had too many benjis on me (Franklins)
They don’t want you to live, they don’t want you to ball
Them pussies smile in your face, yeah, then they pray for you to fall, hey
Young nigga stay focused (yeah)
But I really want to crash (damn)
Think about where you at (okay)
Then think about your past (alright)
Yeah, I really came from shit (yeah)
But I won’t change for shit (nah)
My bitch say I’m stuck in my ways (yeah)
My wrist say I been getting paid (yeah)

[Chorus]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
Me and my niggas pull up in a hundred drops (skrrt)
My role model used to get a hundred blocks (hey)
Street niggas in a tuxedo, we the mob (yeah)

[Verse 2]
She looked at my watch too long, now she see stars (blow, blow)
I got so high last night I did a show on Mars (woo)
Your bitch ate my dick, I caught her on them bars (Xanax)
My pinky ring extra large (yeah)
Foreigns all in the garage
Remember my first menage (yeah)
Yeah, Tori and Brittany (yup)
I’m shoppin’ for diamonds at Tiffany’s (Tiffany’s)
No, I don’t got no sympathy (nah)
She blew my whistle like a referee (wet)
Broke black nigga, remember me? (Hey)
Until I found out that recipe (yeah, woo)
Started getting about ten a week (yeah)
Finger on the trigger when I sleep (yup)
Yeah, nigga, I rather you than me (yeah)
Backseat, smokin’ good weed (gelato)

[Chorus]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?

[Verse 3]
You not welcome at my trap if you don’t shop (ayy, get out, bro)
Before you come through that back door you better knock (ayy, get the door)
They been waitin’ on this gangster shit to drop (bulletproof)
Even them fuck niggas that wish I could be stopped (hey, hey)
How many dicks you sucked to get that couple million? (Hahaha)
Self made millionaire, oh what a feelin’ (yeah, yeah)
My niggas came from dealin’ (ayy)
Fuck nigga get out your feelings (ayy)
Your bitch gave me sexual healin’ (woo)
Guess who just walked in the buildin’? (It’s Dolph)
Came out with six bitches (wet)
My uncle said that’s pimpin’
My diamonds always hittin’ (uh)
You lookin’ for your bitch, she with me nigga, she ain’t missin’ (nah)
I told you fuck nigga stay out my way, but you didn’t listen (stupid ass niggas, yeah)
Big rocks, in my watch (hey, hey, in my watch)
And we put extensions in all of the Glocks (haha)

[Chorus]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?
Yeah, it’s Dolph
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?

Young Dolph – In Charlotte (Bulletproof Album)

[Intro]
What watch should I put on though? (Yeah)
Ayy, what car should I drive today?
Ayy, somebody roll up a blunt
Yeah, big money shit
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you

[Verse 1]
Million dollars cash, all twenties in the closet (millions)
Bought a short bus because my ice game retarded (damn)
Self-made millionaire, now I’m labelled a target (it’s Dolph)
Fucked that bitch and put her out ’cause her pussy was garbage (get out)
Yeah, them bitches bad so I pass ’em to my lil’ niggas (ditch you)
They wanna act up so I pass them boys to the hitters (bitch)
Don’t ask me why they mad, I don’t know, I’m gettin’ too much scrilla (I don’t know)
My bank account got big and my head got even bigger (even bigger)
White Audemar, gold bracelet, big rocks (big rocks)
A whole month straight ain’t been bumpin’ shit but Pac (hey)
Coogi sweater on, R.I.P. B-I-G (Biggie!)
I just left LA on the way to NYC

[Chorus]
Call me water boy ’cause I’m drippin’ all this water (water)
Met her down in Florida but I fucked that bitch in Charlotte (thot)
Born a dope boy, never wanted to go to college (fuck that)
Bad Puerto Rican, New York bitch, met her in Starlets (Starlets, huh)
I shut down the party, I shut down the party (party, party)
Went and parked the ‘Rari then I go jump on the Harley (yeah)
Pull up, go and throw a dub at Cameo in Charlotte (Charlotte)
I shut down the party, I shut down the party (party, party)

[Interlude: Young Dolph & Man]
Goddamn, man. Who the fuck is this? Hello?
Hello, hello, hold up. Are y’all straight, bruh?
Yeah, wassup, bruh?
Ayy, y’all straight, you straight?. Man, what the fuck happened man? We heard about this shit, what the fuck happened up there, man? What y’all got going on? Huh?
That nigga shot all the motherfuckin’ bullets, man, ain’t hit shit. Stupid ass nigga

[Verse 2]
Just ’cause my money keep runnin’ like Forrest Gump (run it up)
I got niggas hate me like I’m Donald Trump (damn)
Where I’m from you don’t make it to see 21 (shit)
That’s why all these young niggas ridin’ ’round with their gun (blow)
Front page newspaper, number one topic (it’s Dolph)
Niggas mad at Dolph Obama just ’cause I’m the hottest
Can’t nobody stop me, man my neck so rocky
Said she seen Flippa dancin’ and that’s how she spot me (ha)
Two things that I just can’t respect (what’s that?)
A fuck nigga and a lyin’ ass bitch (yeah, me neither, bruh)
That lil’ nigga keep on runnin’ up that check (run it up)
I gave my dogs the recipe to get rich (go get the money)
They started shootin’, we didn’t even break a sweat (ha)
April Fools, the trick’s on you bitch (April Fool’s)
You playin’ checkers lil’ boy, I’m playin’ chess (bullshit)
I just scored again boy, all nets (hey, hey)
Paper Route, we got now and next (for real)
That’s a motherfuckin’ mansion ’round my neck (for real)
I’m in a Chevelle, but the motor it came out a Vette
I might sign with DJ Khaled, because we the best, hah (why?)

[Chorus]
Call me water boy ’cause I’m drippin’ all this water (water)
Met her down in Florida but I fucked that bitch in Charlotte (thot)
Born a dope boy, never wanted to go to college (fuck that)
Bad Puerto Rican, New York bitch, met her in Starlets (Starlets, huh)
I shut down the party, I shut down the party (party, party)
Went and parked the ‘Rari then I go jump on the Harley (yeah)
Pull up, go and throw a dub at Cameo in Charlotte (Charlotte)
I shut down the party, I shut down the party (party, party)

Young Dolph – But I’m Bulletproof (Bulletproof Album)

[Intro]
Ay, put all them hunnids in a shoebox
Put all them twenties in a bag (ayy)
Niggas can’t see me, man
I know you hate this shit
Niggas can’t touch me

[Chorus]
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
Bad bitch, lil’ mama pussy drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
Catch ’em at the red light and leave ’em drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

[Verse 1]
Bulletproof vest, Bently around my neck ( a check)
I put the Dracos up, bought out the carbons and the techs (ammo)
Tattoo on her thigh and it say slippery when wet (slippery when wet)
I just fucked this rich bitch, we had million dollar sex (hey)
Can’t get shot by Cupid so I fucked her with my vest (huh)
Only thing can make me move is dead presidents (ayy)
Lil’ nigga droppin’ swag all over your television (uh)
I like her ’cause when we first met, she act sadity (yeah, yeah)
I fucked a girl and passed that bitch just like a frisbee (yeah, yeah)
I got some niggas sellin’ Bobby and sellin’ Whitney (uh-huh)
I got some niggas still robbin’, they addicted (uh)

[Pre-Chorus]
Dead man, I be dead fresh (fresh as fuck, ayy)
Bad bitch, lil’ mama pussy drippin’ wet (drippin’, drippin’)
I’ma die ’bout my money, power, and respect (ayy)
Just count 3 million cash in my bulletproof vest (ha, yeah)

[Chorus]
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
Bad bitch, lil’ mama pussy drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
Catch ’em at the red light and leave ’em drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)

[Verse 2]
(Hey who is that?)
Movin’ like the President (it’s Dolph)
Cameras at the residence (Dolph)
Niggas said that they got hittas but ain’t nun’ hitta hit shit (ha)
Four niggas in the Maybach but we got 5 blunts lit, yeah
Half a mil on me right now and two hunnid of it on my wrist (guess what)
You go hard in that trap, lil’ nigga you can shine like this (for real)
Bad bitches on my guest list, fuck niggas on my hit list
Drop top with a mixed bitch, pop, pop now we don’t miss
Ha, I spent 30 at Gucci (Chicago)
Spent a dub at Louis (in New York)
10 at Chanel (Miami)
A dub at YSL ( LA)
Got a rose gold patty and a bus down (blow)
I’m super fly when I touchdown

[Pre-Chorus]
Dead man, I be dead fresh (fresh as fuck, ayy)
Bad bitch, lil’ mama pussy drippin’ wet (drippin’, drippin’)
I’ma die about my money, power, and respect (ayy)
Just count 3 million cash in my bulletproof vest (ha, yeah)

[Chorus]
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
Bad bitch, lil’ mama pussy drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
Catch ’em at the red light and leave ’em drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)

Young Dolph – So Fuk’em (Bulletproof Album)

[Verse 1]
Me and my lil’ bitch just fucked another bitch (what? Huh)
Me and my niggas just hit another lick (another lick)
I’m with the same gang that I started with (gang, gang)
It’s ’til death do us part, you little bitch (la familia)
I send all my side bitches to go buy all my choppas (woah)
Put my trap house in they name, they do it with no problem (woah)
Got a fine OG bitch, she still like to wear Prada (Prada)
38 years old and she look just like a model (she bad)
She kept it so real that I put her in a Drizzop (drop)
Yeah, that boy went corporate but he straight up off the Blizzock (block)
Meet me at the top, the realist advice I can give you is to never stop (ey, never)
They ask me for the key because I got this shit on lock (yeah)
Me and 40 bad bitches smokin’ on a yacht (it’s Dolph)
I’m programmed to get money everyday like a robot (it’s Dolph)
I know you think I’m fuckin’ with these bitches but I’m not (not)
Nah lil’ mama, I’m not

[Chorus]
Ever since a minor I been all about my business (straight up)
I might lie to you sometimes ’cause I care ’bout your feelings (sorry)
Nah, I don’t love her (nah)
Yeah, I prolly fucked her (yeah)
Nah, I don’t like her (nah)
Baby, I just one night her (ayy)
Fuck ’em, fuck ’em, fuck ’em, fuck ’em
Fuck ’em, fuck ’em, fuck ’em
None of these niggas, I don’t trust ’em
Trust ’em, trust ’em, trust ’em, trust ’em
Trust ’em, trust ’em, fuck ’em

[Verse 2]
If he ain’t hustler, fuck ’em (fuck ’em)
None of these niggas I don’t trust ’em (fuck ’em)
Done worked too hard out here
For you to run off here and fuck ’em (fuck ’em)
Fucking with this bad bitch one night and got in trouble (damn)
Flyin’ down the E-way on that codeine seein’ double (yeah)
I lie because I didn’t know her name bae, I just fucked her (sorry)
Fucked her one time in the the car, bae, that bitch don’t mean nothin’ (sorry)
Might pop up in yo hood and flood yo trap to flex my muscles (trap)
Drinkin’ promethazine and eatin’ crab, legs and oysters
That’s yo friend but he don’t wanna grow so leave him ‘lone (fuck ’em)
The only thing that he can do from there is bring you down (fuck ’em)
She your friend but that bitch mad you got a real nigga (fuck ’em)
All this shit that we been through and I’m still out here witcha, it’s Dolph

[Chorus]
Ever since a minor I been all about my business (straight up)
I might lie to you sometimes ’cause I care ’bout your feelings (sorry)
Nah, I don’t love her (nah)
Yeah, I prolly fucked her (yeah)
Nah, I don’t like her (nah)
Baby, I just one night her (ayy)
Fuck ’em, fuck ’em, fuck ’em, fuck ’em
Fuck ’em, fuck ’em, fuck ’em
None of these niggas, I don’t trust ’em
Trust ’em, trust ’em, trust ’em, trust ’em
Trust ’em, trust ’em, fuck ’em

Young Dolph – All Of Them (Bulletproof Album)

[Intro]
(Zaytoven)
Street shit, yeah

[Chorus]
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (for real, drug dealers)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (damn, ha, yeah)
But she fell in love with a drug dealer (woo)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the ratchet bitches love drug dealers
All the savage bitches love drug dealers (haha, yeah)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (ayy, who that?)

[Verse 1]
Pull up in somethin’ that go real, real fast (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, zoom)
She got mad when I ask that’s a real ass (haha, this ain’t real)
It’s that real glass, smokin’ real gas (yeah, yeah)
Don’t pull up at the spot unless you spendin’ real cash
Turn the box Chevy to a 9/11 (switch it up)
Hundred thousand, all 20’s in the mattress (dope boy)
A half-a-million, all 100’s in the attic (trap, trap)
All I see is money, two stacks for these glasses (don’t play with me)
I called my bitch lil’ bitch RiRi, she say she a savage (yeah)
Put the dick up in her, have her singin’ like she Gladys
My young bitch think she Trina, she swear she the baddest (huh)
A good girl can’t wait to give a drug dealer, don’t panic, yeah

[Chorus]
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (for real, drug dealers)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (damn, ha, yeah)
But she fell in love with a drug dealer (woo)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the ratchet bitches love drug dealers
All the savage bitches love drug dealers (haha, yeah)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers

[Bridge]
I’m just a trap nigga (trap)
My son a trap baby (trap, trap)
I’m just a trap nigga (trap)
My son a trap baby (trap, trap)
I’m just a trap nigga (trap)
My son a trap baby (trap)
My girl my trap bitch (trap)
I mean my trap lady (ayy)

[Verse 2]
Runnin’ niggas out the game ’cause they out-dated (watch out)
Now they ain’t give it to me, yeah, I had to take it (nah, gimme that)
First I got a sack, then ran up a bag (yeah, woo)
Young niggas run the hood, and we won’t give it back (yeah)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (drug dealers)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (drug dealers)
Now she out here hidin’ dope and holdin’ pistols (haha, damn)
Tryna be just like her best friend and her sister (ha, yeah)

[Chorus]
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (for real, drug dealers)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (damn, ha, yeah)
But she fell in love with a drug dealer (woo)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the ratchet bitches love drug dealers
All the savage bitches love drug dealers (haha, yeah)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (ayy, who that?)

Young Dolph – I’m So Real (Bulletproof Album)

[Chorus]
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
Y-you a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake, haha)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
You a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)

[Verse 1]
My bitch looked at me and said, "Nigga you too real" (thank you, babe)
"Why you drink so much codeine?" Bitch, because I’m ill (ill)
Thirty-thousand in Neiman Marcus, I dress to kill (swag)
She suck that thang so good, I had to tell that girl to yield (hey, slow down)
I do what I wanna so I only chase commas (M’s)
I do what I wanna so I smoke too much marijuana (yeah)
Three bitches, one me, it’s a royal rumble (oh)
Money don’t mean shit to me, so that’s why I’m so humble (so humble)
I mean that’s why I’m so real, thirty days boy (real)
I just made a whole meal (yeah, yeah)
Go get you some real money, wash everybody’s chains (it’s crazy)
Go look in the mirror, nigga, I ain’t got shit to explain (ayy)

[Chorus]
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
Y-you a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake, haha)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
You a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)

[Verse 2]
(Hey, what up?)
I see straight through you (I see straight through you)
I’m cow manure (I’m the shit)
She too drunk to drive, called that bitch a Uber (ayy, call that bitch a ride)
You need to fire them and hire some more shooters (shooters)
If you ain’t realized it yet, you a loser (capital L)
Two-toned patty with the big boogers (icy)
Rich niggas still runnin’ ’round them hoodlums (yeah)
Danny Boy shine (yeah), she look at their face (what time is it?)
Damn, it’s perfect timin’ (yeah)
Just had another baby (hey, hey, hey)
Waitin’ on me to give him somethin’, he can keep waitin’ (I swear)
Or wait for me to turn into a fake nigga, you can keep waitin’ (waitin’)
I’m-I’m too real (I’m too real), what’s the deal? (You too fake)
Fuck your deal (hahaha, yeah)

[Chorus]
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
Y-you a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake, haha)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
You a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)

Young Dolph – I Pray For My Enemies (Bulletproof Album)

[Intro]
Hail Father, which are in Heaven
Real street niggas appreciate each and every blessin’
Give us this day our daily bread
One time for all the homies in the feds
Forgive those that hate, for did they not know that [?] was a disease
Yeah
Zaytoven
It’s Dolph

[Chorus]
I’m drankin’ lean and she drinkin’ Hennessy (uh-huh)
Boujee bitch with pornstar tendencies (my favorite kind)
I put her on a plane to come and visit me (yeah)
Got time for her to go back, she don’t wanna leave (she gotta go back)
Already know my haters sick of me (hey)
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (ooh)
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (ooh)
Trap nigga I came up ’bout sellin’ P’s (yeah, yeah)

[Bridge]
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, kill em

[Verse 1]
I just left the trap, pulled up at her house (trap, skrrt)
Now she in my lap, no panties under blouse (ooh, woah)
She say, "Hol’ up," she want me watch her make it clap (clap)
She used to have a nigga she met me and put him out (it’s Dolph)
You see a real trap nigga, bitch, point him out (point him out)
I saw my first 100 pounds of weed and said, "Wow" (wow)
A 100 mill in ten years, now I’m thinkin’ right now
The last three years, my main dawg been on the run (damn)
My lil’ nigga right here with me, he just made bond (ayy)
She used to hold my palm, yes ,she my day one (my sack, yeah)
And she fuck me good ever since day one (hey)

[Chorus]
I’m drankin’ lean and she drinkin’ Hennessy (uh-huh)
Boujee bitch with pornstar tendencies (my favorite kind)
I put her on a plane to come and visit me (yeah)
Got time for her to go back, she don’t wanna leave (she gotta go back)
Already know my haters sick of me (hey)
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (ooh)
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (ooh)
Trap nigga I came up ’bout sellin’ P’s (yeah, yeah)

[Bridge]
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

[Verse 2]
I pray for my opps, my diamonds hopscotch (opps, jumpin’)
I feel like I’m in the movie Belly and I’m Ox (Ox)
Just pulled up at the spot, now look what I just got (wet, hey)
I wake up in the morning and go buy my young nigga a drop (it’s Dolph)
R.I.P. J Money, free all my niggas on lock (yeah)
They tried to do me like they did Kennedy (damn)
I ain’t mad at cha, I pray for my enemies (I ain’t mad at cha)
I learned how to weigh up dope, takin’ chemistry (hey, hey)
2017 Dolph made history (it’s Dolph)
All this fucking swag on me came from Italy (it’s Dolph)
I been doin’ this shit y’all niggas remember me (woo, ha, hey)

[Chorus]
I’m drankin’ lean and she drinkin’ Hennessy (uh-huh)
Boujee bitch with pornstar tendencies (my favorite kind)
I put her on a plane to come and visit me (yeah)
Got time for her to go back, she don’t wanna leave (she gotta go back)
Already know my haters sick of me (hey)
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (ooh)
Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (ooh)
Trap nigga I came up ’bout sellin’ P’s (yeah, yeah)

Young Dolph – I’m Everything You Wanna Be (Bulletproof Album)

[Intro]
Zaytoven
Uh-huh
It’s Dolph
Ayy, ayy
Got my ice on
Smokin’ killer

[Chorus]
Don’t ask me how I do it, I just do it (hey)
Don’t ask me how I do it, I just do it (I just do it)
Don’t ask me how I do it, I just do it (I dunno know)
I just do it, (I just do it), I just do it (ayy, ayy)
Don’t ask me how I do it, I just do it
Yeah, I just do it, yeah (ooh)
Don’t ask me how I do it, I just do it (yeah, yeah)
I just do it, (yeah, yeah), I just do it, yeah

[Verse 1]
Started out with nothin’ but wanted everythin’ (ayy)
Turned into reality, started as a dream (yeah)
Ran that money up and I built my own team (I built my own team)
Grew up watchin’ Master P and Baby on the TV screen (yeah)
I had to hustle, my family full of dope fiends (damn)
Years go by I’m 18, 19 (trap)
Neighborhood dope boy, I got what you need (dope boy)
Everyday I get up, I put J’s on my feet (uh-huh)
I’m in the trizzap, posted in the paint like LeBron (LeBron)
Memphis is to Dolph what Cleveland is to LeBron (it’s Dolph)
Writin’ million dollar checks but I still keep a Glock (still keep a Glock)
Built my own empire like Jay-Z with the rock (nigga, hey)

[Chorus]
Don’t ask me how I do it, I just do it (hey)
Don’t ask me how I do it, I just do it (I just do it)
Don’t ask me how I do it, I just do it (I dunno know)
I just do it, (I just do it), I just do it (ayy, ayy)
Don’t ask me how I do it, I just do it
Yeah, I just do it, yeah (ooh)
Don’t ask me how I do it, I just do it (yeah, yeah)
I just do it, (yeah, yeah), I just do it, yeah

[Verse 2]
Just count that first million, did the Diddy dance (take that, take that)
Been gettin’ money, I ain’t seen you in a minute, man (what’s poppin’?)
I turned myself into a business man (it’s Dolph)
Do you get it, man? (Hey, hey)
Just seen ski masks hop out they mini van (woo)
You ;bout to get it, man, I’d hate to be you, man (I’m sorry)
Call me J. Prince ’cause I trap a lot (legend, ha)
I may not rap a lot, that cash what I’m about (yeah)
First I pray for it, then I hustle for it (ayy)
Just livin’ life, wake up and roll the dice (yeah, yeah)
Put everythin’ on the line, you gotta sacrifice (take a chance)
Used to playin’ in the dirt now we covered in ice

[Chorus]
Don’t ask me how I do it, I just do it (hey)
Don’t ask me how I do it, I just do it (I just do it)
Don’t ask me how I do it, I just do it (I dunno know)
I just do it, (I just do it), I just do it (ayy, ayy)
Don’t ask me how I do it, I just do it
Yeah, I just do it, yeah (ooh)
Don’t ask me how I do it, I just do it (yeah, yeah)
I just do it, (yeah, yeah), I just do it, yeah

Young Dolph – SMH (Bulletproof Album)

[Verse]
When you met me, bitch, I was just like this
Why the fuck is you mad? (What you mad for?)
If a nigga don’t work then he don’t get paid
So why the fuck is you mad? (I ain’t got shit for a nigga)
When I was fucked up, you didn’t fuck with me
So why the fuck is you mad? (Tell me that)
Why the fuck is you mad? (What?)
Huh, why the fuck is you mad? (Damn)
Dolph just pulled up in the hood again with some new paper tags (he got another car)
Got your girl in the passenger seat, she agreed to a one night stand (woo)
Don’t talk to your bitch about me, she might become a fan (uh-huh, haha)
So why the fuck is you mad? (Damn)
Oh that’s why they mad? (Ha, yeah)
I just pulled up in that drop top (ayy, ayy, ayy)
With my shirt off and my hand cocked
Four chains on and a big watch (that’s that big-faced Rollie, bruh)
Uh, I’m just doin’ it how the shit done (yup)
‘Cause this how we do it where I’m from (yeah)
I just ordered me another charm (bling)
And another whip and you know it’s foreign (skrrt)
I just keep goin’ and goin’
Countin’ money at four in the mornin’ (damn)
Crack the seal, keep pourin’ and pourin’ (pour up)
Oh is that why you mad?
Because I’m out here collectin’ all this cash?
‘Cause every chance I get I show my ass
I got two-somethin’ on the dash (yup)
I don’t want it if it don’t go fast (nah)
I don’t want her if she don’t got no ass
Like my bitches thick and my weed strong
My partners real and my scrilla long (uh-huh)
Designer everythin’, every day on this paper chase (ayy, ayy)
An extra five-hundred K, put away just for a rainy day (just for a rainy day)

Lud Foe – Go Broke (Get Well Foe Album)

[Intro]
GRRROAW BOW BOW!
(Skrr! Skrr!)
YOUNG STREET NIGGA!
YSN, Bitch, OutWest 290 Shit, Nigga, Yu Know How I’m Rockin, Nigga
Get Yo Guns Up, Get Yo Funds Up, Yu Onnat Opp Shit, Get Mopstick, BITCH! Straight GANG Shit!
(Betta Use Yo Head Fo’ We Knock It Off, Nigga)
Lud Foe..Boochie Gang…Aye..BITCH!

[Hook]
Before I Go Broke, Yo Block Get Poked
She Fell In Love With Me, Her Heart Got Broke
I Fell In Love With Money, I’m Always Stuntin’
Nigga Try To Take It From Me, I Bet He Get Smoked
I Grew Up As A Fuckin’ Screw Up, Bitch My Mind Loose
He Like He Don’t Fuck With Me Cause He Ain’t Got The Time To
I Can Take A Nigga Bitch And I Ain’t Even Tryin’ To
We Travelin’ State To State, Nigga, We Gon’ Come And Find You!
NIGGA!

[Verse 1]
I Heard You Lookin’ For Me, Pussy Nigga, I’m Behind You
I’m A Young Nigga With A Check, I Could Sign You
I Was Only 4 Feet, Mobbed With Some OGs
Youngest Nigga On The Block, Runnin’ From The Police
Bitch, I’m Ridin’ Wit This Pole! Hit The Strip Club, Bitches Shake That Ass, Jell-O!!
Bitch, I’m Sumn Like A Scarecrow, Fuck Her From The Back, Pull Her Tracks, Where Her Hair Go?
Ridin’ Foreigns Cause I Sell Dope, He Say He Been Trappin’ All Day, But He Still Broke
Ya Dope Too Weak, Ya Block Too Slow! Eat My Dust, Burn Rubber, Boy, Ya Car Too Slow!
Bitch, I’m Ridin With A Double Felon, In The Whip 2 Deep, Just Me And A MAC .11
Pull Up On Yo Bitch In A Q7, Grew Up As A Demon, But I Still Hope I Go To Heaven

[Hook]
Before I Go Broke, Yo Block Get Poked
She Fell In Love With Me, Her Heart Got Broke
I Fell In Love With Money, I’m Always Stuntin’
Nigga Try To Take It From Me, I Bet He Get Smoked
I Grew Up As A Fuckin’ Screw Up, Bitch My Mind Loose
He Like He Don’t Fuck With Me Cause He Ain’t Got The Time To
I Can Take A Nigga Bitch And I Ain’t Even Tryin’ To
We Travelin’ State To State, Nigga, We Gon’ Come And Find You!
NIGGA!

[Verse 2]
Turned Me Out When I Was Like 7
Shot A Couple Niggas In Juvenile, I Was A Felon!
If The Dope Don’t Lock, Ima Re-Rock The Work!
We Gon Pull Up On Yo Block Puttin’ These Glocks To Work
You Say My Name Wrong In Ya Song, Fuck ‘Round Get Murked!
Send My Youngins On A Mission, You Know They Love To Lurk!
Tryna Fuck A Bitch Friend, I Can’t Help I’m A Flirt!
I Get Cabbage, You A Faggot, You Get Knocked Out Tha Skirt!
I’m The Plug Sendin’ Packages All Across The Earth, Gang!
Boy, Don’t Fuck With Us If You Don’t Gangbang!
Started From The Bottom, And I’m Still With The Same Gang
Pills Got Me Higher Than A MUHHFUCKIN’ Airplane!
Pillow Talkin’ To These Hoes, Boy, You Too Soft!
Aim At Yo Top, Knock Yo Muhhfuckin’ Roof Off!
You Got A Gun, Better Blow Sumn
Hollows Leave Holes In A Nigga Like A DONUT, GANG!

[Hook]
Before I Go Broke, Yo Block Get Poked
She Fell In Love With Me, Her Heart Got Broke
I Fell In Love With Money, I’m Always Stuntin’
Nigga Try To Take It From Me, I Bet He Get Smoked
I Grew Up As A Fuckin’ Screw Up, Bitch My Mind Loose
He Like He Don’t Fuck With Me Cause He Ain’t Got The Time To
I Can Take A Nigga Bitch And I Ain’t Even Tryin’ To
We Travelin’ State To State, Nigga, We Gon’ Come And Find You!
NIGGA!

Lud Foe – Star (Get Well Foe Album)

Aye you heard I’m a Trap Star, Trapstar
Whipping up that work Im a trap star
Ay, Im a trap star

[Hook]
Im Whippin up that work im a trap star
I Speed on the cops in a fast car
Im tryna leave the club with a porn star
You Run off with that work you won’t get far

They gone find yo ass in a grave yard
I dont give a fuck bitch im cold hard
You run up on me wrong better think smart
Bitch im from out west we hide yo body parts

[Verse 1]
I fell up in the club buy the whole bar
She wanna take a picture with superstar
I just put some diamonds on a gold clock
I Just put some new bodies on a old Glock

I just put a block on old thot
Remeber runnin from the cops had the block hot
And i remember stuffin Knots in a shoe box
And i remember sellin rocks out my moms lot

Poppin pills pray to god my heart dont stop
And you been tweakin if you thinkin im gon stop
Pull up a jeweller paid a knot for this gold watch
Talkin bout them blue cheese hundreds I get a whole lot

I was sellin drugs at like sixteen
I grew up as a thug but i still had big dreams
They dont wanna see me gettin money with my whole team
And they dont want to see a youngin on that big screen

[Hook]
Whippin up that work im a trap star
I Speed on the cops in a fast car
Im tryna leave the club with a porn star
You Run off with that work you won’t get far

They gone find yo ass in a grave yard
I dont give a fuck bitch im cold hard
You run up on me wrong better think smart
Bitch im from out west we hide yo body parts

[Verse 2]
Lil Nigga Im cut liek a deck of cards
Im trying to have a minaj with Nicki Minaj
Growing up in the ghetto it left me with scars
So we carry heavy metal like Steven Seagal

We put that white widow in backwood cigars
Put that pedal to the metal in a foreign car
Servin Ps out that drop I got straight drop
This bitches di me in a shovel cause my name hot

I just put a bruise on a crack pot
Lil nigga if you snooze you might get shot
Trappin out the vacant apartment did that a whole lot
Started at the bottom I made it I hit the Jackpot

Drinkin on this henny Im faded I drunk a whole lot
She suckin and she fuckin you cuffin that bitch a whole thot
They taught me real niggas move in silence dont talk a whole lot
I pulled up in that work to my car, look like a robot GANG, gang

Hi-Rez – No Snakes (Missing Pieces Album)

[Verse 1]
Every day I ate the dollar menu, if it wasn’t on it, couldn’t order that
Fast forward couple years later, McDonald’s paid me like forty racks
Drugs, money, woman, closet, clothes, always knew that there was more than that
I was biking to the studio ’cause I ain’t have a car like the quarterback
They telling me I can’t rap homie ’cause I ain’t got no tats on me
Like the Seahawks in the Super Bowl, labels should’ve never passed on me
To all the girls who rejected me, know that they gonna regret today
Years ago when I was dropping music, all I saw was ‘LOL’ and ‘SMH’
Now they all up in my mentions bruh, asking me to come home now
Helped out way too many snakes so it’s everybody on their own now
Every year I cut my grass lower, no snakes, let me say it twice
Everybody that’s not in my shoes always tryna give me lame advice
Used to be up on the sidelines, now I went at three, I just lay it up
Remember Pops working overtime, coming back home when I was waking up
That’s the reason that I go hard, guess the apple don’t fall far
Had to cut a couple people off ’cause they crossed the line like a false start

[Hook]
I’ve been doing things that I shouldn’t be
Lot of snakes up in my grass, wish they wouldn’t be
I’ve been going hard, running up a cheque
Making people so upset
Guess that’s just the way it be
I’ve been putting on for the ones I love
Putting all my trust in the one above
You can’t tell me nothing that’ll kill my vibe
Right now I feel so alive
Got some liquor in my cup

[Verse 2]
I was on meth, staring at the ceiling
No emotions, I ain’t have no feelings
Stuck in this city all alone
Ain’t no friends who hittin’ my phone
Breaking off bread with the ones who loyal
My whole fam rules they go royal
Still the same kid who came out the mud
But I turned that shit into soil
I grew the vision, no pot to piss in
Remember back then when nobody listened
Never needed nobody else
Did this shit with no fucking help
I was stuck in some bad record deals
Felt like I was living in a cell
But to get to Heaven, gotta go through Hell
Wish I had that money for my brother’ bail
On the road, not picking up my phone, found out that my Grandpa passed
In a couple bad relationships, thank God I got out of that
For a little while, the dreams got blurry, felt like I had some cataracts
Coming up, kids would laugh at me, safe to say I got the last of laughs
Lot of friends turn to enemies, no snakes ’til I fucking die
Doctor had me on depression meds, I was losing my fucking mind
Got on my ass, finally grinding, now every day I wake up loving life
Guess that I just had to go through the dark if I wanted to end up being in the light

[Hook][x2]
I’ve been doing things that I shouldn’t be
Lot of snakes up in my grass, wish they wouldn’t be
I’ve been going hard, running up a cheque
Making people so upset
Guess that’s just the way it be
I’ve been putting on for the ones I love
Putting all my trust in the one above
You can’t tell me nothing that’ll kill my vibe
Right now I feel so alive
Got some liquor in my cup

Hi-Rez – Other Side (Missing Pieces Album)

[Verse I : Hi-Rez]
I’ve been looking for forward for a life changing
Circle is getting smaller
I don’t like strangers
Doctors got me on meds as a teenager
Homies morphing on me like the Green Ranger
I was running from something
Young I was was comming from nothing
In the last dribble on
I’ve gotten a hundred new cousin
I’ve been hanging with the valcher
And swimming with the sharks
Just to get the light
I had to go through the dark
I took advices and I turned it into strengths
Took me talents and I channeled all my angst
Took for granite all the beauty and pain
That’s why I took haze and return it with a thanks
Every shit you can say to me
I’ve been living so crazily
I ain’t slowing down
If you listen and then pray for me
Wouldn’t change a thing
For the struggle or the pain
Cause everything I went through
That’s what made me, me

[Hook]
I don’t wanna think anything when living this life
I poisoning myself to see what it’s like
Other side

[Verse II : Hi-Rez]
Everybody go through pain
You gotta keep fighting
Wrestling a pen every time that I’m writing
Every dollar in my pocket
Was earned by being righteous
If you never been through a struggle
We don’t have no a likeness
I’ve never hype shit tell it how it is
Lost family and friends to the shady ass business
Everything I’m drinking on the rocks I don’t miss shit
Momma told me if ain’t broke don’t fix it
Use to care about what people think
I’m just living my life
Excuse me get loose when I’m sipping this wine
It’s always been something that make me feel different inside
I use to run from it and know I’m embracing the ride
Started losing my family
Started losing my grip
Now I’m making more
Then my teachers who told me to quit
Use to rock a couple shirts with some dirty as kicks
I don’t even pack bags when I going on trips

[Hook]
I don’t wanna think anything when living this life
I poisoning myself to see what it’s like
Other side

[Outro]
Establishing your foundation
Building that fucking house before you get there
I know a lot of these clowns
Who race to the top
And they are there, there killing it
Got millions of dollars, millions of this, millions of that
Whatever the fuck it is.. stats
But at the end of the day man
When that wave is out
No one gives a fuck
You might have money for the answer
To continue your life
But your not going [?]
Your not going to die from a legend

[Hook]
I don’t wanna think anything when living this life
I poisoning myself to see what it’s like
Other side

Hi-Rez – Preach (feat. Dizzy Wright) (Missing Pieces Album)

[Chorus: Hi-Rez]
I went from no cloths to everything designer
Went from no hoes to Rihannas and Madonnas
Couple hundred Benz and a duffel Louis bag
I don’t need the extra hand, you can put that on my mama
We ain’t messing with you blings; preach
We ain’t really playing games; preach
Nothing change but the change and the chains and the flame and the Range and the J’s; preach

[Verse 1: Hi-Rez]
I remember passing out show flyers
Everybody just ripped them up
I was really thinking ’bout quitting
Spending hella hours trying to pick ’em up
Looking back, I wasted my time
Going at the boy over hit ’em up
I was just trying to get attention
But I [?] with the bigger buzz
Everyone around me telling lies
Have producers stealing my money
Realized it wasn’t down to ride
Put my own team, started acting funny
For a long time the music wasn’t moving
Mom suggested going back to school
I was in too deep to just give up now
I was stressing happy but i played it cool
All my friends went away to college
I was stuck at home so depressed too
No one was going to my shows and my videos were getting less views
All my music started getting darker
Fans said that they miss the old me
For the first time in life I was lost
I felt like even i didn’t know me

[Bridge: Hi-Rez]
Throwing bands on the shawty like to drop it low
She want to leave the club with me, come on vamonos
If she ain’t with it I ain’t tripping, sorry adiós
Hoe run it up, around the corner like Domino’s

[Chorus: Hi-Rez]
I went from no cloths to everything designer
Went from no hoes to Rihannas and Madonnas
Couple hundred Benz and a duffel Louis bag
I don’t need the extra hand, you can put that on my mama
We ain’t messing with you blings; preach
We ain’t really playing games; preach
Nothing change but the change and the chains and the flame and the Range and the J’s; preach

[Verse 2: Dizzy Wright]
Closet empty, eyes against me, feeling like nobody get me
This bottle with me, [???] niggas following me, that’s the father in me
So i walk down the steps, okay what i’m ’bouta do next, go grind no flex
I [???] taking notes, while everyone was making jokes
I paid attention close, okay we gon’ see who makes the most
Okay go ahead put up the post, nah they don’t gotta be involved
I just work hard for this shit, and they just [???] the kid
I feel like they gon’ learn, maybe not now but my cock out like i’m Dre, money can’t lock me up like hey [???] time, i be grinding
For them days we copped them cloths in front of the [???] we ain’t have it
So shout out to all my bros and all my day ones
Now this girly smell that gonjo when i pull in
I’m just tryna’ get my foot in, have my partner get the footage
Kick that real shit for the real ones, i just took them on a field trip
And we still going, still moving

[Chorus: Hi-Rez]
I went from no cloths to everything designer
Went from no hoes to Rihannas and Madonnas
Couple hundred Benz and a duffel Louis bag
I don’t need the extra hand, you can put that on my mama
We ain’t messing with you blings; preach
We ain’t really playing games; preach
Nothing change but the change and the chains and the flame and the Range and the J’s; preach

[Verse 2: Hi-Rez]
I don’t say this to brag, I don’t say this to boast
Finally making a killing doing something i love so this [?]
Me I’ve been moving in silence and getting shit done y’all be doing the most
I’m sorry to my own family and friends i used to be close with
Paying bills off of this rap shit, without no college degree
I’m doing this shit for my family, all of these kids gon’ pay homage to me
I’m going off for my homies who passed and my people who copping a plea
I ain’t going back to my old ways, it’s the only option for me
All these girls just hated on me, never gave me the time of day
All these teachers told me to quit, said that i’d never find a way
It was time to [?] a bad record deals, now i’m independent ’till my dying day
Even though i was going through it, i knew that be the [???]

[Bridge: Hi-Rez]
Throwing bands on the shawty like to drop it low
She want to leave the club with me, come on vamonos
If she ain’t with it I ain’t tripping, sorry adiós
Hoe run it up, around the corner like Domino’s

[Chorus: Hi-Rez]
I went from no cloths to everything designer
Went from no hoes to Rihannas and Madonnas
Couple hundred Benz and a duffel Louis bag
I don’t need the extra hand, you can put that on my mama
We ain’t messing with you blings ; Preach
We ain’t really playing games ; Preach
Nothing change but the change and the chains and the flame and the rain and the jays ; Preach

Hi-Rez – Doing What We Gotta (Missing Pieces Album)

[Verse 1: Hi-rez]
My raps can break your vertebrae
I’m perfectly imperfect
I’m the southern lurkin
Without a purpose except to determinate
California governor
Fuck it i’m not in love with her
Bust it right on the comforter
Drinking that southern [?]
Till wanted another planet
Ive got more karat then rabbits
Causing havoc witha baddy
That half Asian and Spanish
Constantly calling me wannabe
Probably not as hot as me
Honestly got this shit in a bag like colostomies
Imma loosen my belt
Cause im getting hungry as hell
Feasting up on these beats
They should lock me up in a cell
Don’t let me off of the leash
Fuck a peace, keep the peace
No more coffins for other brothers sisters nephews and nieces
Someone tell me why do they envy me
Sipping on this Hennessy
Mentally so ahead of these rappers cause i got the remedy
Liquor on rocks we don’t mix it up like it chemistry
Was in and out of therapy
Just praying for some serenity

[Chorus: Hi-rez]
We just doing what we gotta
Having others backs on the wall
When i get up when i fall
We just doing what we gotta
We ain’t worry about y’all
Cause we still gonna ball
We just doing what we gotta
We just doing what we gotta yeah
We just doing what we gotta
We just doing what we gotta
We just doing what we gotta yeah
We just doing what we gotta
We just doing what we gotta

[Verse 2: Hi-rez]
Teachers told me i was the shit and rap was a cop-out
Here i touch a hundred racks and i’m a college drop out
Bars like Mayweather mixed with SQL… Knockout
Curry with the shot [NBA Player ?] with the block now
[?] would ignore me and never gave me there number
Tweeting me if im coming home this summer
Emimies and friends i can’t tell them apart.. Stress
Ive got a lot like im selling them cars
Everything im spitting is fact
You spitting that fake shit
Got this homie up crazy
Wrote up a couple prescription
Nowadays snakes walking and talk
They don’t do no hissing
When i want it i go out and get it
I don’t do no wishing
I was biking to the studio
No money in my pocket
For a little while we had no water in the faucet
Was spitting twice shy
I’m living hell’a cautious
I don’t like these new rappers
I’m bumping Christopher Wallace

[Chorus: Hi-Rez]
We just doing what we gotta ( III’x time )
Having others back on the wall
When i get up when i fall
We just doing what we gotta
We ain’t worry about y’all
Cause we still gonna ball
We just doing what we gotta
We just doing what we gotta yeah
We just doing what we gotta
We just doing what we gotta
We just doing what we gotta yeah
We just doing what we gotta
We just doing what we gotta ( IIx time )

Hi-Rez – On My Job (Missing Pieces Album)

Haha Rez
No snakes
Yeah

[Verse I: Hi-Rez]
There money on the other line
Girl imma have to call back
I ain’t with the negative vibes
I just fall back
They use to make fun of how i dress
They would talk crap
Now they hit me up asking me "Yo where bought you want that?"
Chasing this dreams
Haven’t slept in days
Money forming with King and Queens
On it like Kevin James
I don’t trust nobody but my god damn self
I don’t need nobody cause I got myself
Way to many eating off my my table without bring shit
If it’s in my cup
I guaranteed I’m drinking it
Deal what they told me
I couldn’t and they are speechless
You can do anything in the world if you dream it

[Chorus]
Get up and get it
Don’t let your life waste go away
Promise you the pain would fade away
There’s a sunshine after the rainy days
What they whip they can take away

[Hook]
Oh god
Ive been going so hard
Haven’t slept in day
Ive been on my job
Oh god
Ive been writing my wrongs
Haven’t felt so good in so so long
(II Times)

[Verse II: Hi-Rez]
[ Make dollars pocket
Heavy hard dreams ?]
My momma think i’m a saint like New Orleans
But I’m a sinner sipping on the liquor
Hella bad queens double tapping on my pictures
I ain’t never had shit handed me
Shout out to Emilio that’s my family
Drinking and smoking on hotel balcony
Teacher told me quit so fuck the faculty
Mother fucker fuck the faculty
They don’t what I went through to get where I’m at
Did it on my own with no degree gown or cap
And all the pain I went through
Got rid of the snakes and the rats
If you got X’d out my life
I ain’t taking you back
It’s Rez

[Chorus]
Get up and get it
Don’t let your life waste go away
Promise you the pain would fade away
There’s a sunshine after the rainy days
What they whip they can take away

[Hook]
Oh god
Ive been going so hard
Haven’t slept in day
Ive been on my job
Oh god
Ive been writing my wrongs
Haven’t felt so good in so so long [ IV Times]

Hi-Rez – Savior (Missing Pieces Album)

[Hook]
I ain’t your savior
Hoes I don’t chase em, don’t do me no favors
I’ll see you later
Been hustling for so long, can’t worry ’bout no one
This world is a cold one, wait til I blow up
Cuz I ain’t your savior

[Verse 1]
All of these people that told me that I wouldn’t make it, now they’re the ones saying congrats
Everything in my pocket I earned on my own wit no help from nobody that’s facts
Momma and Poppa told me I could be anything, and I swear I took that shit to heart
Now for a second did I ever question that I’m gonna chase this dream right from the start

I’ve been all around the globe
I’ve doing hella shows
I’ve been getting hella dough
I’ve been giving heart and soul
Losing my breath
Not losing a step
Doing this shit til the day of my death
Losing the stress
Clearing my mind
Searching for god I’ve been needing this time

[Hook]
I ain’t your savior
Hoes I don’t chase em, don’t do me no favors
I’ll see you later
Been hustling for so long, can’t worry ’bout no one
This world is a cold one, wait til I blow up
Cuz I ain’t your savior

I’ve been all around the globe
[?]
I don’t know what you been told
You don’t know one thing about me

[Verse 2]
[?]
Hust hustling harder than everybody don’t do me no favors (don’t, don’t do me no favors)
Run run run run runnin this shit like I’m an olympian chasing right after the paper
Way too focused on the money and happiness in my life to be worried ’bout the haters
Livin’ my life with no regrets, tempted by all of the drugs and the sex
Sometimes I’ll stress
Then i’ll just laugh
Pedal to the medal Imma push on that gas
Gettin that cash, they want my soul
Imma die happy that’s my only goal
Sippin that syrup Im moving so slow
I ain’t gonna save you cuz you just a hoe

[Hook]
I ain’t your savior
Hoes I don’t chase em, don’t do me no favors
I’ll see you later
Been hustling for so long, can’t worry ’bout no one
This world is a cold one, wait til I blow up
Cuz I ain’t your savior

Hi-Rez – It’s All Love (feat. BRBN) (Missing Pieces Album)

[Hook]
It’s all love, you’re my sister and my brother
It doesn’t matter: Your religion or your color
We should all be free to love who we love
And be free from the judgement and hatred of others
It’s all love, you’re my sister and my brother
It doesn’t matter: Your religion or your color
We should all be free to love who we love
And be free from the judgement and hatred of others

[Verse 1]
(Yeah, Yeah, Hey)
It’s all love, this is what the world been missing
We’re all brother and sister, regardless of race or religion
Muslim, Jewish, Buddhist or Christian, I ain’t trippin’
Let’s pay more respect to our mothers, sisters and women
We all got struggles, some with addiction
Some with depression, family in prison
Working overtime to put food in the kitchen
You’re scared to come out of the closet
‘Cause people gon’ treat you different
Forget they opinions: do what makes you happy
Love who you wanna love, marry who you wanna marry
Fuck what your parents say, forget about the government
I do a lot of shit that I shouldn’t ’cause I’m in love with it
(Love, l-l-l-love, love, l-l-l-l-l-l-love, love, l-l-l-l-l-love, love, l-l-l-l-love)

[Hook]
It’s all love, you’re my sister and my brother
It doesn’t matter: Your religion or your color
We should all be free to love who we love
And be free from the judgement and hatred of others
It’s all love, you’re my sister and my brother
It doesn’t matter: Your religion or your color
We should all be free to love who we love
And be free from the judgement and hatred of others

[Verse 2]
It’s all love, even to the ones that hate me
All my ex-girls and my old friends that played me
Parents argue over mortgage and bills, prescription pills
Only put a bandage on it, they don’t ever help it heal
I’m here to keep it real and show the world how I feel
I know what it’s like to eat can foods at every meal
A lot of hatred in this world, more hatred is not the answer
A lot of my family members diagnosed with cancer
If you ever feeling worthless, promise you that you matter
There’s a lot of happier people than me but also sadder
There’s way too many judgements and stereotypes
At the end of the day, we’re all very alike
Too much hatred in this world, we’re getting buried alive
Shit, all you ever really need is love in your life
(Love, l-l-l-love, love, l-l-l-l-l-l-love, love, l-l-l-l-l-love, love, l-l-l-l-love)

[Hook]
It’s all love, you’re my sister and my brother
It doesn’t matter: Your religion or your color
We should all be free to love who we love
And be free from the judgement and hatred of others
It’s all love, you’re my sister or my brother
It doesn’t matter: Your religion or your color
We should all be free to love who we love
And be free from the judgement and hatred of others
(Love, l-l-l-love, it’s all love, love, l-l-l-l-l-l-love, love, l-l-l-l-l-love, ha bro, love, l-l-l-l-love, it’s all love)

[Outro]
It’s all love, you’re my sister and my brother
It doesn’t matter: Your religion or your color
We should all be free to love who we love
And be free from the judgement and hatred of others

Creeper – Black Rain (Eternity, In Your Arms Album)

[Introduction (Spoken)]
“At war with the world, yet worlds apart
To return is a promise I can’t make
You see, we together have The Callous Heart
Because Callous Hearts don’t break.”

[Verse 1]
Do you recall when you’d lay on my chest?
Now where you once slept just lays such an emptiness
We’re going through this phase where we feel nothing
Making out with ‘loneliness’
Cheating on each other with ‘regret’

[Pre-Chorus]
We’re so forgettable and miserable
I wrote for you a chorus to end it all:

[Chorus]
And in the rain, I screamed your name
So darling, just you shut your pretty mouth
I know I mean nothing to you now

[Verse 2]
Do you recall when he had you undressed?
So young and so blessed, a letterbomb with no address
You were young and nameless, guilty but blameless
We woke the neighbours screaming at the weather once again

[Pre-Chorus]
We’re so forgettable and miserable
So I wrote for you a chorus to end it all
You wanna know why it rains?

[Chorus]
And in the rain, I screamed your name
So darling, just you shut your pretty mouth
I know I mean nothing to you now

[Bridge]
And all the colours bleed in on themselves and I’m left so cold
When all I wanted was a hand to hold to watch the world explode
I was all of the things that you always dreamt and then never did
All of the lives that you could have led but then never lived
The midnight kids

[Chorus]
And in the rain, I screamed your name
So darling, just you shut your pretty mouth
I know I mean nothing to you now

And in the rain, I screamed your name
So darling, just you shut your pretty mouth
I know I mean nothing to you now

Creeper – Poison Pens (Eternity, In Your Arms Album)

Our love is dead

[Verse 1]
We were two kids, playing with matches
(We never had a spark)
Young and numb, sleepless with back patches
There’s this pool of angst I’m drowning in
(We’re falling fast)
And you’re in last year’s quicksand paddling/sinking

[Chorus]
Gather up your friends come watch me choke
(Our love is dead, hang your head)
From the clock tower, I’m sniping off lovers who dare elope
(Our love is dead, hang your head)

[Verse 2]
And I’m so sick of singing songs for you
(From in the wings)
So sick of obsessing on all you do
I’d always hoped that I would die dreaming
(Or sleepwalking)
It always seemed like hell was just living/breathing

[Chorus]
Gather up your friends come watch me choke
(Our love is dead, hang your head)
From the clock tower, I’m sniping off lovers who dare elope
(Our love is dead, hang your head)

[Bridge]
I fell like an angel for you
Now I do the deeds that devils do
And kids are singing carols again
And all I wanted was the world to end
Yeah, and I fell like an angel for you
Now I do the deeds that devils do
And kids are singing carols again
And all I wanted was the world to end, to end

Our love is dead

[Chorus]
Gather up your friends come watch me choke
(Our love is dead, hang your head)
From the clock tower, I’m sniping off lovers who dare elope
(Our love is dead, hang your head)

Creeper – Suzanne (Eternity, In Your Arms Album)

You float along the air, with teardrops in your hair
Up and out the window before anybody hears
So wear your warmest clothes, because you’re so cold
Set fire to yourself and yet still your heart it froze

Now? Now? Now? Now? Now? Now?
Now, now, now!

Suzanne, I want to die holding hands, running from this worlds demands
All those radio bands never made me feel

Suzanne

You were the girl that the world swung for, I was just a boy who sung until his lungs were sore
And in your diary you had an entry listing all your enemies, what you’d do to them and what you’d do it for

Now? Now? Now? Now? Now? Now, now, now!

Suzanne, I want to die holding hands
Running from this world’s demands
All those radio bands never made me feel
Suzanne, from the river where you lost control
To the summer that you let me go
I felt the pieces fall apart real slow

And in your hospital room at the midnight hour, you had your boyfriend back just for half an hour
Past the landscaped shrubs and the rusted iron gate
So let’s start a siege, you make a list of demands
Set the hostages free and we’ll die holding hands

Suzanne, I want to die holding hands
Running from this world’s demands
All those radio bands never made me feel
Suzanne, from the river where you lost control
To the summer that you let me go
I felt the pieces fall apart real slow

Now? Now? Now? Now? Now? Now? Now, now, now!

Creeper – Hiding With Boys (Eternity, In Your Arms Album)

Overtired/overthink
Club nights and cheap drinks
Do you ever think of me the way I think about you?
Lately I’m on the brink
I stand up and slowly sink into the pavement below
If I ever die I’ll have someone let you know, it was all your fault

Hiding with the boys in your bedroom
Hiding the evidence of dying youth under cigarettes and stale perfume

Approaching midnight in teenage twilight
Black hair and skinny jeans alert your parent’s porch light
Oh, when we met last spring we had such a pretty thing
We fade like a Polaroid
I’m all things you were taught to avoid

I’m clothes you never wear, I’m yours but you don’t care

Hiding with the boys in your bedroom
Hiding the evidence of dying youth under cigarettes and stale perfume

Hiding with the boys in your bedroom
Hiding the evidence of dying youth under cigarettes and stale perfume

Hide, in your bedroom
Hide, in your bedroom

Lie on your bed, lie through your teeth

Loving you is killing me

Lie on your bed, lie to me

Loving you is killing me

Lie on your bed, lie through your teeth

Loving you is killing me
Loving you is killing me

Lie on your bed, lie to me

Loving you is killing me
Loving you is killing me

Hiding with the boys in your bedroom
Hiding the evidence of dying youth under cigarettes and stale perfume

Hiding with the boys in your bedroom
Hiding the evidence of dying youth under cigarettes and stale perfume

Loving you is killing me
Loving you is killing me

Creeper – Misery (Eternity, In Your Arms Album)

[Verse 1]
Pretty, but he don’t tell you about it
Winter scarves and skirts of velvet
Still drink just like we did in school
I passed your old house down by the cemetery
Club nights and university
When your friends sing ‘Born to Run’, baby, resist, because we were ‘Born to Drift’

[Chorus]
If you could see the wreck I am these days, you’d have new reasons to stay away
Just hold my hand for a little while
Misery never goes out of style

[Verse 2]
I see you sometimes in dreams I have, in your bra in the room you used to rent
Do you ever wish you could wake someone else?
And so I wrote down a list of coroners, their names, their office phone numbers
To pronounce dead the thing we had
In tombs, ex-boyfriends bedrooms

[Chorus]
If you could see the wreck I am these days, you’d have new reasons to stay away
Just hold my hand for a little while
Misery never goes out of style

[Bridge]
I’m your chipped nail paint. I’m the fabric of your coat
You are all I fear. You are words I never wrote
You are years ago

[Chorus]
If you could see the wreck I am these days, you’d have new reasons to stay away
Just hold my hand for a little while
Misery never goes out of style

Creeper – Down Below (Eternity, In Your Arms Album)

[Verse 1]
I once saw a girl who had a heart so blue
And she smoked and drank about as much as you
And I was hoping, baby, we’d get out soon
While the night’s still young under this waning moon

[Pre-Chorus]
And I can’t think about the way we once were
I can’t think about his fingers running through your hair
Or what goes on in my room when I’m not there

[Chorus]
Down below, I’ll meet you in the river down below

[Verse 2]
I once saw a girl who looked a lot like you
Her hair was storm cloud black, her eyes were raindrop blue
And all I wanted, baby, was to hold you
Before the Stranger comes under this waning moon

[Chorus]
Down below, he’ll meet you in the river down below
Down below, he’ll meet you in the river down below
Let me take you down

[Bridge]
And he’ll come to see you in the window of your home
To take you to the river down below
And he’ll come to see you in the window of your home
To take you to the river down below
And he’ll come to see you in the window of your home
To take you to the river down below

[Chorus]
Down below, he’ll meet you in the river down below
Down below, he’ll meet you in the river down below
Down below, he’ll meet you in the river down below

Creeper – Room 309 (Eternity, In Your Arms Album)

[Verse 1]
Ex-lovers stalk the streets like shot arrows
We were burning down houses singing "love has left us low"
You swim the water now even though you know exactly what lies below
Calling "wolf" each time you say you’ll go

[Pre-Chorus]
Eternity, in your arms

[Chorus]
Wrap your heart in chainmail
We all die just to feel alive
Your friends become echoes of a life that you left behind

[Verse 2]
Floating like an astronaut in space
They tell me that purgatory’s such a pretty place
But I never thought about living here
Heaven knows hell’s gates are near
Forever seems like such a thing to waste

[Pre-Chorus]
Eternity, in your arms

[Chorus]
Wrap your heart in chainmail
We all die just to feel alive
Your friends become echoes of a life that you left behind

[Bridge]
I’ve been a man, now a ghost
Two of the things that you fear most…
Now it’s the end of this journey, what’s left for me?
I’ve been a man, now a ghost
Two of the things that I fear most…
Now it’s the end of this journey, what’s left for me?

[Outro]
Now I’m left asking myself
If there’s a god up watching me I just can’t see
Then how could he build a world but still not fix you and me?
If there’s a god up watching us I just can’t see
Then how could he build a world but still not fix you and me?