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21 Savage – Facetime (Issa Album)

[Verse 1]
Henny in my system, I’m gone
Speedin’ on the E way, all gone
Girl you put up with that nigga? You strong
Ain’t no need to play no games, I’m grown
Out there cheating, man, it turn ya heart cold
She don’t wanna hear the lies, it’s old
Takin’ shots even when it’s too strong
Fuck a nigga, liquor make her moan
Gotta get up in the mornin’, she grown
I be drankin’, I be drivin’, I’m wrong
Had a long day at work and I know
I can’t text my girl, I’m on my way home

[Chorus]
I’m too drunk to text so can we FaceTime? (FaceTime)
I won’t waste your time if you don’t waste mine (don’t waste mine)
Girl I wanna taste yours if you gon’ taste mine (taste mine)
I won’t take your love for granted if you don’t take mine (take mine)

[Refrain]
We can get drunk all weekend
Let’s get drunk all weekend, baby
We can get drunk all weekend
Let’s get drunk all weekend, baby
We can get drunk all weekend
Let’s get drunk all weekend, baby
We can get drunk all weekend
Let’s get drunk all weekend, yeah

[Verse 2]
I take her shoppin’, that’s easy
Fuck the summer, I ball all season
She don’t want me to think that she easy
But she ain’t tryna make it seem like she teasin’
We just chillin’ at the bar and she cheesin’
Buy a hundred shots for no reason
Man, I’m tryna take you home this evening
Brown liquor got her panties leakin’
That nigga stealin’ pussy, he thiefin’
OG Kush, I’m chiefin’
Let me swim inside your pool, yeah, the deep end
And we can get drunk all weekend

[Chorus]
I’m too drunk to text so can we FaceTime? (FaceTime)
I won’t waste your time if you don’t waste mine (don’t waste mine)
Girl I wanna taste yours if you gon’ taste mine (taste mine)
I won’t take your love for granted if you don’t take mine (take mine)
I’m too drunk to text so can we FaceTime? (FaceTime)
I won’t waste your time if you don’t waste mine (don’t waste mine)
Girl I wanna taste yours if you gon’ taste mine (taste mine)
I won’t take your love for granted if you don’t take mine (take mine)

[Refrain]
We can get drunk all weekend
Let’s get drunk all weekend, baby
We can get drunk all weekend
Let’s get drunk all weekend, baby
We can get drunk all weekend
Let’s get drunk all weekend, baby
We can get drunk all weekend
Let’s get drunk all weekend, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m too drunk to text so can we FaceTime? (FaceTime)
I won’t waste your time if you don’t waste mine (don’t waste mine)
Girl I wanna taste yours if you gon’ taste mine (taste mine)
I won’t take your love for granted if you don’t take mine (take mine)

21 Savage – Nothin New (Issa Album)

[Verse 1]
They thought I only rapped about murder and pistols
I’m tryna feed my family, I ain’t being political
You ain’t givin’ out money then they look at you pitiful
You make a couple million, niggas greedy, they envy you
Ayy, fuck that other side, we gon’ shoot up your Sprinter
I used to sell that crack and spray that MAC out that rental
Niggas run and hide when we roll down the window
Got a extendo and a hoodie, he can’t wait ’til December
Got a extendo and a hoodie, he gon’ shoot you on camera
Lost his faith in Jesus Christ, he prayin’ to a bandana
Police gunned his brother down, this shit too hard to handle
Loading up his chopper, he gon’ show ’em black lives matter

[Chorus]
Another nigga made the news, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done dropped outta school, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done got his first tool, it ain’t nothin’ new
Mama own that dog food, it ain’t nothin’ new
He smokin’ weed and he changin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
All his friends gang bangin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue
Another nigga from the hood tryna ball too

[Verse 2]
Shit gettin’ outrageous
Treat us like slaves then they lock us up in cages
Young, black, poor, ain’t had a father since a baby
Why you think we skip school and hang out on the pavement?
Why you think we ridin’ ’round with choppers off safety?
Streets cutthroat, nigga, so I’m cutthroat
I used to sell dope, nigga, now I can’t vote
Poppin’ Percocets to kill the pain, I can’t cope
Anger in my genes, they used to hang us up with ropes
Civil rights came so they flood the hood with coke
Breakin’ down my people, tryna kill our faith and hope
They killed Martin Luther King and all he did was spoke
Welcome to the hood, yeah where niggas dyin’ at
Same place where the best chicken gettin’ fried at
Same place where the police killin’, tellin’ lies at
It ain’t just the babies, man, I swear the mama’s cryin’ now

[Chorus]
Another nigga made the news, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done dropped outta school, it ain’t nothin’ new
He done got his first tool, it ain’t nothin’ new
Mama own that dog food, it ain’t nothin’ new
He smokin’ weed and he changin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
All his friends gang bangin’, it ain’t nothin’ new
Got a pocket full of hundreds and they all blue
Another nigga from the hood tryna ball too

21 Savage – Numb (Issa Album)

[Verse 1]
Grind hard, nigga, grind hard, I done grind hard
Late nights playin’ b-ball with a decoy
I was on the corner with the robbers and the d-boys
Now I’m on the charts, man, this shit is unbelievable
Mama, it’s a lot of secrets that I had to keep from you
Got in so much trouble, thought the teachers had beef with you
And it paid off ’cause we livin’ like the Greeks and Jews
Used to leave your stove runnin’, stove runnin’
Now it’s Louis rags when my nose runnin’
Got it out the mud, I don’t owe nothin’
You pussy-ass niggas ain’t on nothin’
Wanna see me fucked up ’cause they poor hustlin’
The same niggas with me back when I was head itchin’
Man I’m having nightmares that the feds listenin’
You fake gangstas pump fakin’ and they scared snitchin’
The coupe fast and it’s fucking up the dash digital

[Chorus]
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the money
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the money
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the money
Numb the pain with the money, numb the
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the money
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the

[Verse 2]
It’s a bag on his head, I’ma pick it up
It was money in the house, I used to stick it up
Got your main bitch chillin’, splashin’, tryna lick it up
Dick ridin’, niggas always tryna flick it up
I ain’t tryna take no bitches, bitch I’m rollin’ Swishers
I count my back end then I jump out with that pistol
If you ain’t suckin’ dick you get a early dismissal
We got your wifey at the spot, she tryna lick a pickle
I just went and bought a Lamb and it cost a nickel
And I came from the bottom and it feel good
And I went platinum, still in the hood
And I take the gang with me everywhere I go
Why these niggas hatin’ on me? Man I don’t know
Ain’t a place in the world that I can’t go
And I got a hundred racks inside a Go-Go
And I get a hundred racks for a show, show
Wanna give a bitch my heart but I can’t though
I can’t fall in love with a stank ho
Lil’ bitch I fell in love with the bank ho
And you know I love that good drank, ho

[Chorus]
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the money
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the money
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the money
Numb the pain with the money, numb the
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the money
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the

[Verse 3]
Numb the pain with the money and ride ’round with that Tommy
And I put it in her stomach and I made that lil’ bitch ride me
You’re my old school runner, you’re my old school runner
But my new school runnin’, it costs more than a hundred
You lil’ niggas so bummy (21)
Make a diss song, they gon’ wrap you like a mummy
My young niggas geekin’ on [?] zombies
They hungry, up it on you then they tell you, "Run it"
I stole cars, drove them like go-karts
Niggas actin’ like bitches, they got both parts
And I came from the gutter, I don’t got no heart
And I’m straight up out the gutter, I don’t got no heart
Nigga when they killed my brother, I had to go hard
Put that chopper in his face and then I Bogart
Niggas tryna cross me, I don’t understand it
I’m just tryna take care of the family
And I’m sippin’ codeine, not brandy (21)
And I’m sippin’ codeine, I’m a addict
You go to jail, can’t depend on a bad bitch
She fucked and sucked him tryna keep up with the fashion
And I’m really, really rich and I ain’t braggin’
Sometimes I really can’t believe this shit happened
Who woulda thought I’d make it rappin’?
I almost lost my life when I was trappin’

[Chorus]
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the money
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the money
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the money
Numb the pain with the money, numb the
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the money
Numb the pain with the money, numb the pain with the

[Outro]
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you

21 Savage – Dead People (Issa Album)

[Verse 1]
I’ma handle business
S600 big body and it’s tinted, just to handle business
Percocets they got me in my feelings
I drive that Range Rover like it’s rented
Hit ’em in the face, ‘fore you turn state
Gotta beat the case, we gon’ fuck your bae
We gon’ beat her face
Walked out of Wells Fargo and ran to Chase
Hopped out a Bentley truck and jumped inside the Wraith
Young Savage, I was trappin’ on the back street
All in traffic with that ratchet on the backseat
From the gutter, fake models don’t attract me
Got a project bitch, she love to get nasty

[Chorus]
I been drinkin’ syrup since Denny’s
Gotta keep it on me, niggas schemin’
Right pocket full of dead people
I been hangin’ with the dead people
I been hangin’ with the dead people
I been hangin’ with the dead people
All my pockets full of dead people
I done fell in love with dead people

[Verse 2]
Bitch you gettin’ comfortable, I don’t need you
You come around the gang, we might G you
She say don’t nobody fuck her like we do
You know I share everything with my people
My jewelry twinkle twinkle
Doin’ donuts in the foreign while it sprinkles
You keep callin’, I’m ignoring, bitch I’m single
You keep callin’, bitch I’m single like a pringle
You know I’m fly like G4
Bitch you riding in a pinto
Bitch you know your nigga lame like the Winslows
I’m 21 but you know PDE my kin folk

[Chorus]
I been drinkin’ syrup since Denny’s
Gotta keep it on me, niggas schemin’
Right pocket full of dead people
I been hangin’ with the dead people
I been hangin’ with the dead people
I been hangin’ with the dead people
All my pockets full of dead people
I done fell in love with dead people

21 Savage – Money Convo (Issa Album)

[Verse 1]
Peon ass niggas
Levis and Adidas ass niggas
High point having ass niggas
I got a Glock and it don’t jam, I blast niggas
You a lovey dovey buy a ring nigga
I’m the type to pass her to the team, nigga
You went and bought that bitch Céline, nigga?
Now she fuckin’ me, I know you wanna kill her
And I sold dope on my 10 toes
We ain’t fallin’ out over freak hoes
21 Savage still in savage mode
I thought I told you I’m a savage on these hoes
Maybach with the curtains up
I’m with Nudy, he gon’ burn you up
Fake gangbangin’, nigga turned into a snitch
Went against that 21, I left him in a ditch

[Pre-Chorus]
Pull up
We like gas, we like gas, gas, gas
Hol’ up
We like cash, we like cash, cash, cash
Hol’ up
Wanna fuck me, I’m like yas, yas, yas
Hol’ up
VVS’ drippin’, dance, dance, dance

[Chorus]
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo

[Post-Chorus]
Bitch I came straight from the bottom, nigga and I’m still humble
Auto start my whip before I dip, I let that bitch rumble
AK-47s, M16s, they gon’ sting, bumble
Got your main bitch with me bent over eatin’ meat, gumbo

[Verse 2]
Money talk, yeah, nigga, cash talk, yeah, nigga
Ridin’ ’round with that yappa tryna duck the feds, nigga
Oh you drinkin’ green? Nope, only drink that red, nigga
Only fuck the bad hoes, buy my cars with cash, ho
Niggas know I blast off, pull up with the mask off
Air it out like aerosol, I robbed Peter and Paul
Bought a 488, finna act an asshole
I’ve been gettin’ so much money, they think I sold my damn soul
You a fake gangsta, you ain’t ever shot nobody
I don’t wanna hear them stories ’bout them fake bodies
Young Savage send a hit like John Gotti
Nigga get whacked, thinkin’ they hard ’cause they on molly
I’m the Saint Laurent Don, love to cash out
You a dick jumpin’ faggot, you a mascot
You beat your bitch ’cause she walk ’round with her ass out
They wanna rob me ’cause I walk ’round with that bag out
Drinkin’ syrup, lil’ bitch, I’m finna pass out
Never slippin’, Glock 40 with a red dot
Seven figure nigga, money all I talk about
You ain’t talkin’ ’bout no money, what ya talkin’ ’bout?

[Chorus]
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo
Money conversations, money conversations, money convo

[Post-Chorus]
Bitch I came straight from the bottom, nigga and I’m still humble
Auto start my whip before I dip, I let that bitch rumble
AK-47s, M16s, they gon’ sting, bumble
Got your main bitch with me bent over eatin’ meat, gumbo

[Outro]
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga

21 Savage – Special (Issa Album)

[Intro]
In my feelings, she got me in my feelings
She got me in my feelings (forreal)
She got me in my feelings (forreal)
Got me in my feeling (forreal)
She got me in my feelings (forreal)
She got me in my feelings (forreal)
Got me…

[Verse 1]
She got me in my feelings (forreal)
Buy a brand new Bentley (forreal)
Buy her new Chanel (forreal)
I don’t kiss and tell (no)
Her diamonds raindrop (yeah)
Stay down when the fame stop (yeah)
She be scratching on my tank top
Real niggas ‘gone make the pain stop
Bad bitch you gone ride with me ’till the wheels off (21)
Baby, you ‘gone calm me down when I’m pissed off (21)
I’m a savage so your panties might get ripped off (21)
Your ex didn’t know how to appreciate you now he missed out

[Chorus]
We got something special
We got something special
We got something special
We got something special
I was finna text you
But I ain’t wanna pest you
Even if we ain’t together (no matter we’re forever)
I’m still coming to your rescue

[Verse 2]
Put you in that coupe
Put you in Jimmy Choo (21)
Burken bag (yeah), twenty-five thousand on the tag (yeah)
Put you on a private jet (yeah)
We ain’t never riding first class (yeah)
And we having sex in the air, (yeah)
Make the whole compartment ‘gone crash (yeah)
Hard to find a bad bitch to stay true to me (21)
Who ‘gone spend them late nights in the booth with me
Gotta get a bitch she pullin’ up to shoot with me
If you can’t stay down then you ain’t ‘gone reap the fruits with me
Coke bottle model and she like to swallow
Pussy so good I give her all my guala (all my money)
I got your back forever, put that on my partner (on God)
You ain’t gotta pay no bills

[Chorus]
We got something special
We got something special (yeah)
We got something special
We got something special
I was finna text you
But I don’t wanna pest you
Even if we ain’t together (no matter we’re forever)
I’m still coming to your rescue

[Bridge]
Ride with me (ride with me)
Tell the truth and don’t you lie to me (lie to me)
You know I need you on my side with me (side with me)
Tell the truth and don’t you lie to me (lie to me)
Baby, roll with me (roll with me)
Jump in that coupe and, baby, coast with me (coast with me)
If I was broke she kicking doors with me (doors with me)
Baby, roll with me
Roll with me (21)
I’mma hold you down forever
You my round forever
They just want to use you, but I’m tryna help you
Savage I’m tryna build, they just tryna feel
Really ain’t none of their business

[Chorus]
We got something real special
We got something special
We got something special
We got something special
I was finna text you
But I don’t wanna pest you
Even if we ain’t together (no matter we’re forever)
I’m still coming to your rescue

21 Savage – Whole Lot (Issa Album)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, it’s a knife and all, y’know what I’m sayin’?
Yeah nigga, I hit your wife and all, y’know what I’m sayin’?
Yeah, this a plain AP, but I got a lotta watches, y’know what I’m sayin’?
Yeah

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Young Thug]
Nigga made a whole lotta guala
Now I got a whole lotta problems (yeah)
Main bitch fuckin’ my partner (main bitch)
Nigga, we ain’t trippin’, we ballin’ (fool)
And I got a whole lotta shotters (and I gotta)
Hang around a whole lotta robbers (hang around)
And I got a bad bitch callin’ (and I gotta)
Put a bad bitch in Cartier
Catch a nigga ridin’ down College (skrt skrt)
Catch a nigga ridin’ down [?]
We ain’t talkin’ ’bout it, we savage
We don’t talk about it, we shotters
Straight up out the gutter, we charted (gutter)
Straight up out the gutter, we heartless (heartless)
I’m a street nigga and a artist (street nigga)
And I’m gon’ hit my targets (voom voom)

[Verse 1: 21 Savage & Young Thug]
VVS’s drippin’ off my chain, hoe (ooh)
I be in them places that you can’t go (can’t go)
My brother down the road on tango (I still see him)
You rap niggas sweeter than a mango (pussy sweet)
TEC on me with the coolie on it
I’ma fuck around and squeeze (ooh)
Pain runnin’ through my veins
I don’t want the fame, I just wanna eat (ooh)
Rap niggas callin’ my phone
Fuck these niggas, these niggas ain’t G’s (one hunnit)
Spend on a lot of niggas, I ain’t spend no more
Fuck around and get robbed ’round me (fast)
Chain snatched
Watch snatched, don’t get it back (get it)
Chopper on you
Wrong move, get hit in the back (cutter)
I’m Young Savage
Real nigga, they vouchin’ for that (they vouchin’ for that)
I keep it on me
One in the head, I’m cockin’ it back
And I make your bitch drop it back
And I spend a dub in Saks
And I do a whole lot of drinkin’
I done put a hole in my kidney
Y’all niggas pussy like kittens (uh)
VVS’s on, I need mittens (VVS)
Nigga, we ain’t leavin’ no witness
Stomp a nigga ’til he need stitches (woah)
I ain’t never played no victim
Every nigga played, I killed him
Put a nigga in a blender, nigga, then we chop it up (then we chop it up)
Put it in the Pyrex, nigga, then we lock it up (lock it up)
Put that bitch inside a Benz, she was in a Acura
Niggas be actin’ tough, I just be stackin’ up (I just be stackin’ up)
Used to ride around with Dracos, now I’m going platinum (platinum)

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Young Thug]
Nigga made a whole lotta guala (yeah)
Now I got a whole lotta problems (got a whole lotta)
Main bitch fuckin’ my partner (main bitch)
Nigga, we ain’t trippin’, we ballin’ (ain’t trippin on ’em)
And I got a whole lotta shotters (and I gotta)
Hang around a whole lotta robbers (hang around)
And I got a bad bitch callin’ (and I gotta)
Put a bad bitch in Cartier (yeah)
Catch a nigga ridin’ down College (ooh)
Catch a nigga ridin’ down [?] (get madder nigga)
We ain’t talkin’ ’bout it, we savage (ain’t talk about it)
We don’t talk about it, we shotters (ain’t talk about it)
Straight up out the gutter, we charted (okay)
Straight up out the gutter, we heartless (okay)
I’m a street nigga and a artist (ooh)
And I’m gon’ hit my targets

[Verse 2: 21 Savage & Young Thug]
Nigga, put gold on denim (gold)
Nigga, I said it, I meant it (meant it)
Nigga, be fresh like mint (fresh)
Nigga on percs, I’m itchin’ (nigga)
Nigga, I stayed in the trenches (nigga)
Niggas still play in the trenches (nigga)
Stayed up late on missions (fool)
Sometimes we ain’t strike for a dime (for a dime)
If them niggas actin’ scared, I ride (I’m gon’ go)
When my brother got killed, I cried
I can’t let a nigga stop my stride (stride)
Gotta keep this shit goin’, gotta move (move)
If it come down to it, I’m bustin’ moves (fool)
I jump up out that vert with a Uzi (skrt)
These facts, lil’ nigga I’m the truth (truth)
You got goons, lil’ nigga, I got troops (I got troops)
They don’t got Instagrams ’cause they shoot (I got, I got)
Coulda got a four-door, I got a coupe (got that coupe)
Coulda fucked that bitch, I passed her to the crew (here you go)
Shiverin’ and shakin’, boy you ain’t gon’ shoot
Wright Street, man I ate a lot of soups

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Young Thug]
Nigga made a whole lotta guala
Now I got a whole lotta problems (yeah)
Main bitch fuckin’ my partner (main bitch)
Nigga, we ain’t trippin’, we ballin’ (fool)
And I got a whole lotta shotters (and I gotta)
Hang around a whole lotta robbers (hang around)
And I got a bad bitch callin’ (and I gotta)
Put a bad bitch in Cartier
Catch a nigga ridin’ down College (skrt skrt)
Catch a nigga ridin’ down [?]
We ain’t talkin’ ’bout it, we savage
We don’t talk about it, we shotters
Straight up out the gutter, we charted (gutter)
Straight up out the gutter, we heartless (heartless)
I’m a street nigga and a artist (street nigga)
And I’m gon’ hit my targets (voom voom)

21 Savage – 7 Min Freestyle (Issa Album)

[Verse]
Goyard duffle, yeah yeah
Got that draco in it, yeah yeah
Whip a chicken, yeah yeah
Tryna break the pot, yeah yeah
And I got that Glock, yeah yeah
I got thirty shots, yeah yeah
Got your baby mama, yeah yeah
She bent over nigga, yeah yeah
Young Savage trappin’, yeah yeah
And I’m fuckin’ rappin’, yeah yeah
I make lots of money, yeah yeah
And I throw it, throw it, yeah yeah
Ayy lil bitch you tryna blow it, yeah
Woah, chopper like a lawnmower, yeah
Woah, got that motherfuckin’ dagger on me
Woah, stab a nigga and his lil homie, woah
And I’m ballin’ like Nowitzki, woah
I get head like Lewinsky
Police tryna fingerprint me, woah
I’m runnin’ out that motherfucker, nigga, woah
Get money like a motherfucker, nigga
Bags in, nigga gas in
Cash out, nigga cash in
I’m robbin’, ski maskin’
You niggas know that I’m ’bout action
Fishtail with the traction
Fuck a fistfight, nigga I was blasting
Air that motherfucker out, we was smashin’
Got them VVS’s on me, nigga glass
Fuck school nigga, always skipped class
Fuck the other side, throwin’ red rags
Slaughter Gang, PDE gon’ do you bad nigga
Runnin’ through this cash, through this cash nigga
And my bitch bad, bitch bad nigga
Yeah, and I got a bag, got a bag nigga
Why these niggas mad, why they sad nigga
‘Cause I’m poppin’ ho, yeah I’m poppin’ ho
Got your main bitch, pussy poppin’ ho
We don’t want that pussy, we just want that toppy ho
And I don’t want it if the shit ain’t sloppy ho
Yeah, gang gang, nigga gang gang
Ayy, niggas snitching in the chain gang, ayy
They must not know they go in the chain gang, ayy
Stab ’em up, nigga stab ’em up
I’m a Bentley truck, you in a Acura
You niggas actin’ like I ain’t got racks or somethin’
You niggas actin’ like I ain’t in the trap or somethin’
Fuck you niggas thought, Savage was just rappin’ huh
Hey, your main bitch, she gon’ back it up
21, that two-two-three gon’ make you back it up
21, that show money I just stack it up
21, I’m real gangster, you just acting tough, woah
Niggas tryna put the feds on me, woah
My young niggas droppin’ shells on ’em, woah
I know they scared now, scared now
Niggas broke, they can’t even pay they bail now
Ayy, I get a brick and I bust it down, nigga
Put it in the pyrex and drown it, nigga
Water whip the dope, water whip it
Ho, water whip your ho, water whip ’em, yeah
Them VVS’s got her hypnotized, yeah
I used to walk around with two nines, woah
Then I hit a nigga for two nines, 21
That’s a half a brick lil nigga, 21
You a fuckin’ shrimp lil nigga, 21
I got somethin’ for that lip lil nigga, 21
Have you with a limp lil nigga, 21
Cut you up, no temp lil nigga, yeah
I get money ’cause I’m rich nigga, yeah
I might fuck all on your bitch nigga, yeah
Got a drank in in the vip nigga, yeah
She want a gangster, not a wimp nigga, yeah
Burberry fur on me, shit, woah
Thirty, Steph Curry on me, shit, woah
Eating chicken curry in this bitch, woah
Good food, nigga good food, 21
I’m a gangster, you a good dude, 21
I won’t text her ’til she send nudes, 21
She call my phone when the rent due, 21
I ain’t got a dime for your stankin’ ass, 21
Wash your behind with your stankin’ ass, bitch
And your nigga broke, down bad, bitch
All my niggas havin’ fuckin’ bags, bitch
Rich niggas, rich niggas, rich, 21
Hit nigga, hit nigga, hit, 21
That stick nigga, stick nigga, stick, 21
Bricks nigga, licks nigga, hits, 21
Slaughter Gang, PDE the shit, 21
Got the rap game on lock fast, 21
Got the block game on lock fast, 21
I got that Glock aim on lock fast, 21
I drop cop and send shots fast, 21
You only gangster when the gangsters gone, 21
You just a pussy with a camera phone, 21
You just a bitch with an Instagram, 21
No trigger finger, I got a trigger hand, 21
All of ’em like to shoot nigga, 21
All of ’em like boot nigga, 21
All of ’em in your boot nigga, 21
Finger holes, nigga finger holes, 21
You just a pussy with some finger rolls, 21
I can’t respect a nigga with cornrows, 21
Broke nigga with your brother’s clothes, 21
Broke nigga fuckin’ your brother’s hoes, 21
Get your own nigga, get your own, 21
You ain’t grown, nigga you ain’t grown, 21
Your money brown and my money long, 21
My blunt green and my gas strong, 21
Your bitch bad and I got her number, 21
All her friends wanna throw a slumber, 21
I might fuck all on that bitch mama, 21
I might take that lil bitch out to ‘Hana’s, 21
Put that lil bitch in a Benz, yeah, 21
I wish that bitch had a twin, yeah, 21
She want all my friends, yeah, 21
Man that bitch got on some Timbs, yeah, 21
But I put that bitch in Gucci Gucci, 21
Man I fuck that bitch like she Karruche, 21
I might lick that, do the oochie coochie, 21
Got a brown one like a nigga Boosie, 21
Nigga catch me all up in Bruce’s, 21
And you know I pull up with that uzi, 21
I’ma shoot a nigga, make the news and, 21
Niggas umm, niggas niggas losin’, 21
Yeah yeah, nigga yeah yeah, 21
Serve a nigga with no scale scale, 21
Come and help me wrap this bale, bale, 21
Fuck 12, no seatbelt, 21
Fuck 12, I don’t need help, 21
12 gauge, nigga that’s my help, 21

Sevyn Streeter – Present Situation (feat. The-Dream) (Girl Disrupted Album)

[Verse 1]
With every breath in my lungs, I’m gone
Screaming my mind ’cause I miss you so
But eventually, I get over you
Hit up the mall and drop a couple bands off
Spending money is my antidote, yeah
Don’t that sound like somebody you know? Yeah
She hurt you, you hurt me
But without her, we wouldn’t be
So I don’t know what to say right now
And I don’t know where to be right now

[Chorus 1]
How do I address the present situation?
The present situation
The present situation
I don’t know how to address the present situation
The present situation

[Verse 2]
So when you started out tricking on me
You was trying to get over her
And when you started to lay me down
You was still getting over her
I wonder if you love me now
Or if you ever loved me at all
A baseless love and still we fall
And I’mma tell myself [?] relevant
Just sex me right
I’mma keep on [?] so much that I start to forget
I love the light
And I gotta acquire your taste
Following straight with no chase
Then I start to come around
That’s the Sevyn they heard about
But then you have to hold me down

[Chorus 2]
I got a present situation
Oh, present situation
We gotta address the present situation
I don’t know how to address the present situation
The present situation

[Bridge]
And I can’t lie, I love it
I can’t lie, I love it
It ain’t right, I love it
I wouldn’t have chose this life, but I love it

[Chorus 3]
The present situation
The present situation
The present situation
I don’t know how to address the present situation
The present situation

Sevyn Streeter – My Love For You (Girl Disrupted Album)

[Intro]
I – I’m saving all the love
I’m saving all my love for you (to you, I…)
I’m saving all the love (whoo, oh)
I’m saving all my love for you

[Verse 1]
Ridin’ round town in your black Impala
With my baby, yeah, that’s my partner
Look the other way when they tryna holler
So unbothered, we’re so unbothered
See I got niggas slidin’ in my DMs
Stevie Wonderin’ if I’ma ever see ’em
But I don’t pay that shit no mind
No, I don’t give that shit no time, no time
I just curve ’em from the a.m. to the p.m
Oh, baby, you’re the reason
That none of these niggas can touch me
Ain’t none of these niggas get lucky
No, no, no, no, no…

[Bridge]
Only you, yeah, it’s only you that get my attention
Only you, swear it’s only you, ain’t no competition, no
‘Cause baby, you give me everything that I’ve been missin’
That’s why I’m saving all my love for you

[Hook]
(I’m saving all my love…)
Yeah yeah, saving all my love
Saving all my love for you
(I’m saving all my love…)
Saving, saving all my love, I’m saving all my love for you
It ain’t with nobody else, you got it all to yourself
Just keep doin’ what you do, baby
And I’ma keep saving all my love for you
Ooh
Saving all my love for you, saving all my love for you
(I – I’m saving all the love
I’m saving all my love for you)
Yeah

[Verse 2]
Yeah, if I had a hundred, I would break you off a fifty
Yeah, I know you’d do the same, I know you’d split it with me
Yeah, on ya team, Micheal Jordan, Scottie Pippin
Long as we got each other, I ain’t trippin’
You the one, you the realest, you the realest
I, I….

[Bridge]
Only you, yeah, it’s only you (only you) that get my attention
Only you, swear it’s only you, ain’t no competition, no
‘Cause baby, you give me everything that I’ve been missin’ (Oh)
That’s why I’m saving all my love for you

[Hook]
(I’m saving all my love…)
Saving, saving
Saving all my love
Saving all my love for you
I been saving (saving it for you)..
(I’m saving all my love)
Saving all my love, saving all my love for you
You got it all to yourself
Just keep doin’ what you do, baby
And I’ma keep saving all my love (all my) for you, oh (oh yeah)
Saving all my love (my love) for you, saving all my love for you

All… (You) my…. (You) love… (You) for you
(You) All… (You) of my love..
Saving all my love…
You got it all to yourself
Just keep doin’ what you do baby, yeah yeah
You got it all to yourself
Just keep doin’ what you do baby, doin’ what you do baby, yeah
You got it all to yourself
Just keep doin’ what you do baby, doin’ what you do baby, yeah yeah
You got it all to yourself
Just keep doin’ what you do, baby, doin’ what you do, baby, hey

Oh, what you do to me, baby
Oh, what you do to me, baby

[Outro]
I- I’m saving all the love
I’m saving all my love for you (for you, I…)
I- I’m saving all the love
I’m saving all my love for you

Sevyn Streeter – Soon As I Get Home (Girl Disrupted Album)

[Chorus]
Soon as I get home
I’ll make it up to you
Baby, I’ll do what I gotta do
Soon as I get home
I’ll make it up to you
Baby, I’ll do what I gotta do

[Verse 1]
On right now and I’m feeling the drink
I had like 2 or 3 and I’m on right now
I came ready to play
Baddies in a full circle tonight
You know why I came
Baby, I’ll do what I gotta do

[Pre-Chorus]
2 AM vibes
DJ, turn it up, let’s get right
We can’t get enough of this life
We gon’ fuck it up, yeah
We gon’ fuck it up one time

[Chorus]
Soon as I get home
I’ll make it up to you
Baby, I’ll do what I gotta do
Soon as I get home
I’ll make it up to you
Baby, I’ll do what I gotta do

[Verse 2]
All my ladies, drop it to the floor
And if you got a [?]
Fellas, if you got a girl, don’t [?]
Just live it up tonight, live it up tonight

[Pre-Chorus]
Now we in this 2 AM vibes
DJ, turn it up, let’s get right
We can’t get enough of this life
We gon’ fuck it up, yeah
We gon’ fuck it up one time

[Chorus]
Soon as I get home
I’ll make it up to you
Baby, I’ll do what I gotta do
Soon as I get home
I’ll make it up to you
Baby, I’ll do what I gotta do

[Outro]
Now we in this 2 AM vibes
DJ, turn it up, let’s get right
We can’t get enough of this life
We gon’ fuck it up, yeah
We gon’ fuck it up one time

Sevyn Streeter – Before I Do (Girl Disrupted Album)

[Verse 1]
I heard about, you and your other situation
Through word of mouth
They made it seem so complicated
Is it over now?
Or did you just say it ’cause you’re anxious?
To get closer now
‘Cause I want you to be, all over me

[Pre-Hook]
Truthfully (Truthfully)
Honestly (Honestly)
I need, I need, I need to believe
I wanna let go, but I don’t really know
I heard you got a girlfriend
Say it ain’t so, you ain’t on the low
I don’t think I could handle it
I wanna go, to another level, with you

[Hook]
But before I do
I wanna know before I go there with you
Oh yeah, so tell me you’re through
I need to know before I go there with you

[Verse 2]
I heard about, heard all about your reputation
You know word gets around
Tell me you got an explanation
‘Cause I need to know
Is it nothing?
Is it something?
Ohh, just keep it real with me

[Pre-Hook]
Truthfully (Truthfully)
Honestly (Honestly)
I need, I need, I need to believe
I wanna let go, but I don’t really know
I heard you got a girlfriend
Say it ain’t so, you ain’t on the low
I don’t think I could handle it
I wanna go, to another level, with you

[Hook]
But before I do
I wanna know before I go there with you
Oh yeah, so tell me you’re through
I need to know before I go there with you

[Bridge]
It’s unfair, cause baby in my mind, ohh
We should be together, whoa
I wanna let go, but I don’t really know
I heard you got a girlfriend
I’m tryna go, to another level, with you

[Hook]
But before I do
I wanna know before I go there with you
So tell me you’re through
I need to know before I go there with you

[Outro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Sevyn Streeter – Been A Minute (feat. August Alsina) (Girl Disrupted Album)

[Verse 1: Sevyn Streeter]
[?], been with me
I ain’t thinking ’bout him at all, uh h
Called it quits, I’ve done my shit
I ain’t look back, ain’t nothing to be sad for, uh uh
Just one of those things when you know it’s over
Better walk away, no reason to hold on, oh
Boy, it’s easy to be off you
I don’t see you, I don’t call you
But then you call me, oh damn

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
Been a minute since you call me, call me, call me, call me
Call me, call me
Been a minute since [?] naughty, naughty, naughty, naughty
Naughty, naughty
Been a minute since my body, body, body, body
Been on your body, body
Been a minute since all that, oh yeah
And I think I might want that back

[Verse 2: August Alsina & Sevyn Streeter]
Do you know it, do you think
We should try you and me again
Or should we just stay friends?
Fuck and we know it then
It’s been a minute since I called you
Saying you should fall through
For a little private party
How you grindin’ your body all over my body
I’m sorry
Some days, I wish I could go back to you
Erase all the games and bullshit I put you through
And other times, I’m thinking
Easy to be of you
I don’t see you, I don’t call you
Then you call me, oh damn

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
Been a minute since you call me, call me, call me, call me
Call me, call me
Been a minute since [?] naughty, naughty, naughty, naughty
Naughty, naughty
Been a minute since my body, body, body, body
Been on your body, body
Been a minute since all that, oh yeah
And I think I might want that back

[Bridge: Sevyn Streeter & August Alsina]
I don’t know if I wanna keep you
Or if I just wanna touch you
I’m not sure if I wanna tie you down and fuck you
Or if I just wanna say, "Fuck you"
[?]
Oh, I kinda want that old thing back
Oh, how you do me like that
Shit, goddamn, got me so confused
Shit, goddamn, I don’t want nothing new
Now you on my phone
How you even know that I was [?]
Kinda want somebody else up in my zone
I’m just playing, but I’m saying
Boy, what took you so long?

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
Been a minute since you call me, call me, call me, call me
Call me, call me
Been a minute since [?] naughty, naughty, naughty, naughty
Naughty, naughty
Been a minute since my body, body, body, body
Been on your body, body
Been a minute since all that, oh yeah
And I think I might want that back

Sevyn Streeter – Translation (Girl Disrupted Album)

I mean what you really mad about like for real
Cause you say its something but you ain’t saying nothing and you Saying stuff
But you ain’t saying nothing
Everybody grown til its time to have a conversation

[Verse 1]
You finally can i see you in a ten
Already know what you do if i came as the same as you and i
I ain’t do shit why you picking fights
Won’t you open doors whats on your mind
Trying to read your mind is a waste of time
Let go of your problems
Cause any other time ill lose my patience oh baby
Any other time i’ll lose my interest oh baby
Any other situation ill just fuck it go and a new man, a new issue yeah

[Chorus]
If we ain’t both shut up
We won’t be so lost in translation
If we both light up we won’t be so lost in translation
Translation
I dont want to give you up on nothing
I dont want to give you up im the one
All i want to do is love you better
Let me love you better
You know im the one you find
If you just listen when i talk
If you just be quiet when i tell you what i need from you
It will be so much better

[Verse 2]
Ill trade all my lovin
Anything for your honesty give anything for you to open up
Baby will you just go through with it
Ill be for like you everyday
Crash until you when i know brains
Im a different woman
Cause any other time ill lose my patience oh baby
Any other time i’ll lose my interest oh baby
Any other situation ill just fuck it go and a new man, a new issue yeah

[Chrous]
If we ain’t both shut up
We won’t be so lost in translation
If we both light up we won’t be so lost in translation
Translation
I dont want to give you up on nothing
I dont want to give you up im the one
All i want to do is love you better
Let me love you better
You know im the one you find
If you just listen when i talk
If you just be quiet when i tell you what i need from you
It will be so much better

[Bridge]
If we both shut up
If we both
Shut up
If we both shut up
We won’t be so lost in translation
Translation
If we both shut up
If we both
Shut up
If we both shut up
We won’t be so lost in translation
Translation
Translation

[Chorus]
If we both shut up
We won’t be so lost in translation
Translation
If we both light up we won’t be so lost in translation
Translation
I dont want to give you up on nothing
I dont want to give you up im the one
All i want to do is love you better
Let me love you better
You know im the one you find
If you just listen when i talk
You won’t need a translator
Translation

Sevyn Streeter – Peace Sign (feat. Dave East) (Girl Disrupted Album)

[Verse 1: Sevyn Streeter]
Uhh, two, three…
Hey babe, I ain’t got no T-shirt on
Hey babe, I ain’t got no panties on, no
‘Cause I just got out the shower
I just put my lotion on
And you know my skin won’t glow for hours
So hurry up and bring your ass home, oh
So you can take me down
After you go down
It’s finna go down

[Pre-Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
Laying with my back to ground
Looking at ceiling like
I remember how we did it
Tell me when to wrap them around you
I’ll be in my signal for love

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
With my legs throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the peace sign
How you like my peace sign?

[Verse 2: Sevyn Streeter]
Legs in the air, and I got ’em up high right now
Could just put it right there
Hammer to my thighs right now
‘Cause I just got out the shower
I just put my lotion on
And you know my skin won’t glow for hours
So hurry up and bring your ass home, oh
So you can take me down
After you go down
It’s finna go down

[Pre-Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
Laying with my back to ground
Looking at ceiling like
I remember how we did it
Tell me when to wrap them around you
I’ll be in my signal for love

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
With my legs throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the, throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the, throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the peace sign
How you like my peace sign?

[Verse 3: Dave East]
Take em leggings off
I put the house on you
I bet [?]
Makeup, I bet I sweat it off
Sweet tooth and your body’s like a candy shop
She ain’t got on no panties, I [?] panties drop
[?]

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
With my legs throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the, throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the, throwing up the peace sign
Throwing up the peace sign
How you like my peace sign?

[Outro: Sevyn Streeter]
L-l-legs in the air, air
L-legs in the air, air
L-legs in the air, air
L-l-legs in the air, air
L-legs in the air, air
L-legs in the air, air

Sevyn Streeter – Fallen (feat. Ty Dolla $Ign & Cam (Girl Disrupted Album)

[Verse 1: Sevyn Streeter]
If you keep on putting it down, you gon’ make me love ya
If you keep on putting it down, you gon’ make me stay
Ain’t no competition, you that nigga by far
Maybe you the best, got me going so hard

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter & Ty Dolla $ign]
And if this isn’t love, why do I feel this way?
Why does he stay on my mind?
And if this isn’t love, why does it hurt so bad?
You make me feel so mad inside
Something about your love that’s got me staying
Something about you boy, don’t know what it is
And all you did to me, I’m steady fallen
God damn, your pussy sweet, it’s steady callin’ me
But let me get it right now

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Baby, how you got a nigga comin’ back
Got me lookin’, got me lookin’ with my lookin’ ass
And you know what you be doin’ when you walkin’ past me
Straight up, that ass too fat
Yeah, love when I pull on your hair
Love when you kiss me right there, aw
Way that you do is no fair
Way that you do is no fair

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Sevyn Streeter]
And if this isn’t love, why do I feel this way?
Why does she stay on my mind?
And if this isn’t love, why does it hurt so bad?
You make me feel so mad inside
Something about your love that’s got me staying
Something about you girl, don’t know what it is
And all you did to me, I’m steady fallen
God damn, your pussy sweet, it’s steady callin’ me
So let me get it right now

[Verse 3: Cam Wallace]
I been thinkin’ ’bout your ass like all day
Grade school, way back in the hallways
Yeah, I think she finally get it
I used to wonder back then, let me finally hit it
It’s goin’ down, right now
You ain’t gotta say shit, don’t make a sound
Fuck, now I got the pussy in the ground
Uh, swimmin’ in the pussy, Imma drown
When I found her, shit, I thought I found love
Nah, better yet, I found drugs
Damn, now I’m gettin’ faded too much
Need to step back but that pussy so clutch
What, damn, this girl gotta hold on me
She got me singin’ like Jodeci
Like my my my, my my my
Oh, that’s Johnny Gill, fuck it man, that shit was ill

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Sevyn Streeter]
Something about your love that’s got me staying
Something about you girl, don’t know what it is
And all you did to me, I’m steady fallen
God damn, your pussy sweet, it’s steady callin’ me
So let me get it right now

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign & Sevyn Streeter]
Ooh, I want it too, yet again
Ooh, even thought I know it’s bad, I keep runnin’ back to you, baby
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Dolla $ign, Cam, steady love

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Sevyn Streeter]
And if this isn’t love, why do I feel this way?
Why does she stay on my mind?
And if this isn’t love, why does it hurt so bad?
You make me feel so mad inside
Something about your love that’s got me staying
Something about you girl, don’t know what it is
And all you did to me, I’m steady fallen
God damn, your pussy sweet, it’s steady callin’ me
So let me get it right now

Sevyn Streeter – How Many (Girl Disrupted Album)

[Verse 1]
He keep telling me baby don’t cry
He keep telling me baby don’t cry
I just caught you in a whole lie
How the fuck you keep telling me baby don’t cry

[Chorus]
How many bitches you tell’em you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love ’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em

[Verse 2]
Must be hard to leave your girl left to die
All part of this new wave that you lame as fuck you ever you try
When this shit first started you had asked me
Why was i so afraid of to let you inside
I fell for that shit maybe your heart been too hard maybe its time
Im so fucking left field
Tears in my eyes I went through your whole phone
Fuck you ask me why
Nigga get your hair long

He keep telling me baby don’t cry
He keep telling me baby don’t cry
I just caught you in a whole lie
How the fuck you keep telling me baby don’t cry

[Chorus]
How many bitches you tell’em you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love ’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em

[Bridge]
Now i been unfortunately to draw the line
You got me all up in this mirror try to hold on all this flame i know its not mine
All you got to say it didn’t mean a thing
Is how you justify your hoes
And even if i choose to forgive you won’t be the same as before
Im so fucking left field
Tears in my eyes
Going through whole phone
Fuck you ask me why
Nigga need your hair long

He keep telling me baby don’t cry
He keep telling me baby don’t cry
I just caught you in a whole lie
How the fuck you keep telling me baby don’t cry

[Chorus]
How many bitches you tell’em you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love ’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em
How many bitches are you telling you love’em
How many women are you telling you love’em

Sevyn Streeter – Everything In Me (Girl Disrupted Album)

This is capton

[Verse 1]
Perfect picture just want to get you prefect
As your lies disguise as loving eyes
The future looked so bright it was binding
Oh why couldn’t behind the charm
Then we close the door and the lights came on
And i saw the real you
No i dont like him no i dont like how it feels i want a new you
Its taking

[Chorus]
Everything in me
Not to hurt you like yeah in me
Cause i wanted you back i gotta keep it moving
Boy i swear you dont know
Its taking everything in me

[Verse 2]
Searching searching still can’t find a answer
Cause all this wasn’t apart of the plan
So now it ends for a question
How do we go from here
Oh cause behind close doors and the lights came on
And i saw the real you
No i dont like him no i dont like how it feels i want a new you
Its taking

[Chorus]
Everything in me
Not to hurt you like yeah in me
Cause i want you back i gotta keep it moving
Boy i swear you dont know
Its taking everything in me

[Bridge]
Sometimes people hurt but it just means they dont deserve you
And you want to do the same to hurt them back
But this one for you know you the one who looks like godful
And the one no greater revenge better than that

[Chorus]
But its taking
Everything in me
Not to hurt you like yeah in me
Cause i want you back i gotta keep it moving
Boy i swear you dont know
Its taking everything in me

Everything in me
Everything in me
Everything
Everything in me
Everything
What to do to you
What you did to me

Lil Wayne – Loyalty (feat. Gudda Gudda Hoodybaby) (In Tune We Trust Album)

[Verse 1: Gudda Gudda]
Ok, I’m shining, beaming, glossing
Big timing, stunting and flossing
Dangerous, approach with caution
If I sneeze, you in a coffin
Chasing paper, we do that often
Two bad bitches, thick like horses
Let ’em snort cocaine at a party
Leave ’em stiff like rigormortis
Don’t try to race, this car got horses
The pint we drink, it costs a mortgage
Flow so dope, man, you can’t copy
You can’t bite it, you can’t forge it
I got bars with more in storage
Watch me blossom, watch me flourish
If you try to touch my porridge
You will feel my chucks like Norris
All my bitches think I’m gorgeous
Get a massage while I’m recording
Single like a dollar bill
I am a free man, call me Morgan
Come and slob on my knob like corn on the cob
Check in with me and go and do your job
Now lay in the bed and then give me head
I don’t have to ask, I don’t have to beg
Yeah, I’m bumping Three Six Mafia in the Phantom of the Opera
Choppers from Yugoslavia, bake niggas like talapia
LAT, Young Money mafia
Try but it ain’t no stopping us
Why? We back by popular demand
Quit baller-blocking us
Lord Gudda, praise a nigga
MOB, I’m brazy, nigga
Hard at work, I’m slaving, nigga
Yeah, surfs up, I’m wavy, nigga
Percocet and adderall, man, I could walk on water
I got a son, his name Jaylen and he want all your daughters
I’m a landmine, got this by a landslide, I’m racing, nigga
Cruise control, I’m pacing nigga
Turn around, I’m waving, nigga

[Verse 2: HoodyBaby]
There’s a Glock clocked by my pantsline
Young dread head, throwing gang signs (What else?)
I got bands like it’s band time
Posted up at granny house, trappin’ off the landline
What’s all that hootin’ and hollerin’?
I’m who bring the dollars in
Drop the top, it was botherin’
Now go let your mother in
The cocaine from Colombia, the chopper is sovereign
Got a house full of bricks, you can call it remodelin’
Bitch, grow up, it’s only head if you swallowin’
Baby, get to geekin’, get to geekin’ and gobblin’
Your friends think I’m bad, they must be looking for trouble then
It’s a foam party, I be bustin’ they bubbles then
Then I hop in the whip, make a play on some bricks
My homies say pull up, we just came up on a lick
I’m in the ends with the sticks, it’s the revenge of the Crips
Hoe, you know it’s OHB, I brought the gang in this bitch

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Hoe, you know it’s LAT, we almost famous, lil bitch
On our toes and on our feet like Usher Raymond, lil bitch
And you know Lil Wayne is the shit and you straining and shit
Fat head, long neck she ’bout to strangle this dick
I got more bang bang in a stick than butane in a bic
I got my whole gang gang in this bitch and you came with a bitch
I got more purple rain than Prince and more cocaine than Mitch
I got more shit and piss and make more money than cents (sense)
She got more hips than tits, she got more tricks than tips
She put my name on her tongue and then she licks her lips
LW, Lil Wayne, to them, to her, that’s length and width
Kill you for me, she will like Jada Pinkett Smith
It’s the return of the Blood, ’bout to turn up and thug
We wan’ know who got the chicken and show the colonel the gun
Man, my dirty-ass stripper take a bath in ones
Make her milk these fuckin’ niggas like some Cap’n Crunch
Motherfuckers try to test me, I ain’t cram for one
All these fuckin’ karats on me, bitch, I’m Rabbit son
Happy birthday, I already got the gift of gab at one
Motherfuckers run they mouth until they cramp they tongue
Play pussy, get fucked; play ass, get stuck
Playtime is over, that ass is grass and now that grass get cut
Duct tape and we quackin’ up then beat ’em with more bats
Than a vampires and Draculas, ashes to ashes to dust
Buried just for staring, yellow tape like canaries
We all bite and no talk, my sharks breaking your aquarium
Out of the ordinaries and went to the art of hustling
When you see them thieves coming
Know that loyalty’s amongst them
LAT

Lil Wayne – Magnolia (Freestyle) (In Tune We Trust Album)

[Intro]
Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?

[Verse 1]
Uh
In New York like Biggie, ROC, plants on my sock
She runnin’ from the cock and when I shoot I blatttt
Yeah, tell that thot her number blocked
Yeah, Stunna number block
This New Orleans milly rock
Let ’em milly rock
Me and woe don’t really rock
Evidently not, brrrr
Yeah, tell ’em it’s the ROC
In New York, let Jigga rock, I’m higher than my socks
I’m twisted like my locks, big up to the Lox
I did a show with Ja
Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?
Did a show with Ja, soon as I left the spot
Pulled over by the cops, them bitches found my Glock
They threw me in the box, eight months tops
Starin’ at the clock, commissary stopped
Man when Carter 5 drop, a nigga jaw gon’ drop
The bitches’ drawers gon’ drop, and then the call’s gon’ drop
Hello?
I ball too hard, they flop, woah
And all of these bitches got ass
How did they get it so fast?
They ain’t have that in the past, I still smash
In L.A. they gettin’ shots, bitch I know the docs
M.I.A, we on a yacht, your bitch know where we dock

[Chorus]
Hollup, I ain’t from the ‘Nolia, but Tunechi still a soldier
And rest in peace to Soulja, ’cause he was real Magnolia, yeah

[Verse 2]
And I, fuck, these, hoes
If, I, don’t, doze
Off, on, that drank
If I, do, bitch you to blame, coochie lame
Weed, stank, it better be the only thing
Big bank, take lil’ bank, you know the game
All these bitches want Young Carter, Young Carter
The fireman and fire starter, need water
Woo, all of your bitches, they poo
All of my bitches, they’re new
They got more bitches than you
All of these hoes is gon’ loose
But my bitch keep me in the loop
She blow me like hot Campbell’s soup
My woadies come out like a troop
Innocent bystander, oops
Ain’t tryin’ might find out your fruits
I’m in a pineapple coupe
Passin’ you up like juke
Turnin’ heads like a screw
Give that ho a tip
Enough to buy a whip
Give that ho some sip
She fall asleep, I dip
I’m rich, bitch
Money, Mitch
What’s in that, bag?
14, bricks
You got 14 bricks in that bag?
Used to, used to drive a Masi’
Used to be locked up, with the dude that stopped Ashanti
Used to be in Hollygrove with dudes that caught them bodies
Tunechi got so many hoes, they call me John Thotty
Tell your bitch I’m Mr. Biggs, my nigga, Ron Isley
I’m kamikaze-in’ you niggas, Ronda Rousey
It’s New Orleans, Milly Rock, drop it to the socks
OVO Jordans, the ones that haven’t dropped, uh
Waitin’ for Carter 5 to drop, uh
It’s the, it’s the Roc, uh
Tell them bitches it’s the Roc, yeah, yeah
I’m throwin’ up the Roc, yeah

[Chorus]
I ain’t from Magnolia, but Tunechi still a soldier
And rest in peace to Soulja, ’cause he was real Magnolia, yeah

Lil Wayne – Fireworks (feat. Jeezy) (In Tune We Trust Album)

[Intro: Young Jeezy & Lil Wayne]
(Ear Drummers!)
Yeah, yeah
Mike WiLL Got-It
Yeah, uh

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Yeah the flow is ice cold, but I’m a hot boy
You out here fuckin’ anything then you’s a thot, boy (damn)
What you call a dozen bricks? A bouquet, nigga (woo)
Only trust them two letters, AK, nigga (boom)
Yola whippin’, I’m the chef, gourmet, nigga (Young)
That Rollie lookin’ like it’s doin’ ballet, nigga (dance)
House six stories, nigga, that’s a true story (story)
Rafaela Cuban linkin’, call me 2:40
Yeah I swear these thirsty bitches need to drink some water (water)
I’m just tryna put a hundred mil’ up for my daughter (daughter)
Straight player, yeah I think I got that from my father (uh)
Coupe don’t cost a half a mil’, dawg don’t even bother
Catch-catch me with the gang, gang, I’m gang affiliated (hey)
If I want it, go get it, never hesitated (never hesitated, uh)
I can stretch that 28 a long way, nigga (yeah)
I can count these blue hundreds all day, nigga

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Big house, long hallways
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga (all day, yeah)
I’m the shit all day, nigga (all day, nigga)
Yeah, poppin’ shit all day, nigga
Fireworks, big house, long hallways
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga (all day, yeah)
Whip the shit all day, nigga (all day, nigga)
Yeah, whip the shit all day, nigga

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Whip it like a big booty bitch
Like a cup of coffee with a spoon in it
There’s a pot of gold, no food in it
Culinary arts like the students in
I’m the teacher, baby, Chef Tunechi in
And I whip it hard if it come easy
Whip it up like I’m Young Jeezy
Free pussy and Free Meechie
Big smoke got me deep breathin’
Deep dick got her sweet dreamin’
You ain’t shit, you just pre-season
You ain’t lit, you just pre-heated
Can’t quit, I’ma keep leanin’
Smoke gas, I’ma keep premium
Green, green, in the money scene, yeah
Dope man with a hundred needles
No ass ever come between us
Dirty cash, not a money cleaner
Use the black card to split the coke
Jungle fever, cheatin’ on the Visa
Speakin’ of jungle, bitch work at Cheetahs
Had stripes since my first Adidas
Bought pints now I purchase liters
Shark bite, I’m a person eater
Walk light on the dirt beneath you
I’m in the throne and you in the bleachers
All day long, even on the weekends
Get off my lawn, cuttin’ on the sprinklers, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Big house, long hallways
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga
Yeah, I’m the shit all day, nigga
Yeah, presidential suite or the penthouse

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Black skinny jeans, get the lint out
Damn, I left my lint roller at your bitch’s house
That’s his house
She sent some nude pics for me to pick out
The pussy fat and clean like a pig, I’ma pig out
Yeah I’m Blood, but I got some cool Crips that I can send out
Ain’t no loose lips, take the cruise ship, ain’t tryna swim out
Brrrt, brrrt, that the money counter, let it print out
Brrrt, brrrt, that’s the Uzi, we call it big mouth
Huh, I lost my mind but I’m still mastermindin’
Tryna find the silver linin’, find ’em, pat ’em, line ’em
Cut his head off, cut his arms off, look like Aphrodite
Young Money all day, nigga, and mañana

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, big house, long hallways (okay)
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga (all day, yeah)
I’m the shit all day, nigga (all day, nigga)
Yeah, poppin’ shit all day, nigga
Fireworks, big house, long hallways (yeah)
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga
Yeah, with your bitch all day, nigga (all day, nigga)
Yeah, give her dick all day, that’s how it works

[Outro: Lil Wayne & Jeezy]
I store that cocaine on that gutta bitch
Yeah, they can’t check her left and right
Ooh, my boo, yeah, no one’s fuckin’ with it
Uh, I got ’em bathin’ like they elephants
Fireworks
Give her dick all day, yeah that’s how it works
All day, nigga
Coppin’ shit all day, nigga, fireworks
Mula
Mula, baby

Lil Wayne – Mula Gang (feat. Jay Jones Hoodybaby Euro) (In Tune We Trust Album)

[Verse 1: Jay Jones]
Man, starting five when it’s game time
Talking drugs on my main line
That’s a strange sign, I can’t really trust you
Ain’t have a clue that I was working so hard to get where I’m at
I can vision this shit, had a dream
Call me Jay Luther King
Now I woke up and I’m living this shit
Time change, people change too
Never let the people change you
Pack made it safe, we straight
Pull off in a cocaine coupe
Got two snow bunnies with me
One Becky one named Sue
Sue don’t really do what Becky do
Becky sexual with the crew (gang)
2000 at HollyGrove
This the year of the Mula
I put that on Mula
Pull out the passports, fuck a city hoe
I need a bitch from Aruba
She say my dick like a ruler
She lemme fuck her medula
Then I pass that hoe to Euro
When it come to head, that hoe better than Super
I’m gone

[Hook: Jay Jones & Lil Wayne]
Wait, I think I’m made for this shit
I got the way with this shit
Grind everyday for this shit
Every night bad hoes
Shop open no closed
Make money, stack mo
I guess this what they ask fo’
Wait, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang
Yeah, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang

[Verse 2: Euro]
Check
I’ma do ’em like Big Meech
This strip club’s in ’03
Like when MJ dropped 69 on the Cavs in OT
Keith Moore with a low fade
Fiends still in the Stone Age
Goons in the crowd strapped ho
They don’t clap while I’m on stage!
Side talk, I’m immune to
Been the new kid in the new school
I ain’t too fond of the new school
I’m an old soul in a young man
Bump Johnny Cash when I cruise through
Two cokes still a hot boy
But I’m too cool, I’ll hold a grudge ’till I beat whoever I lose to
We the ones who had good girls, by the pool snortin’ up lines
I’m the reason all the bad college bitches never showed up on time
We the one who had Cristiano in Japan throwing up signs
Born to lose but I built up, always knew growing up
I think I’m made for this shit

[Hook: Jay Jones]
Wait, I think I’m made for this shit
I got the way with this shit
Grind everyday for this shit
Every night bad hoes
Shop open no closed
Make money, stack mo
I guess this what they ask fo’
Wait, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang
Yeah, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang

[Verse 3: HoodyBaby]
I’m Steph Curry I’m Wardell
I’m all hell, when the Warriors come out to play yall all fail
I got fish scale, I got four scales
I’m the nigga in the city pushing dope deals
Hoodybaby in the kitchen when the smoke clears
I can clear 200,000 like my throat, yeah
I make it rumble in the jungle where koalas lie
Bitches call me Hoody bear, i’m koala-fied
Oh that went over your head? I’m over qualified
Really make them guns fly, bitch I’m stuck in overdrive
Trick or treat, live or die? Let my bro decide
All this trapping in my Jesus piece like show you right

[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
L-A-T
Moms just hard on me with grades
Had to turn them B’s to A’s
Now im turning words to paper
Turning birds to haters fry their wings and legs
I prefer a lake, I deserve a raise
Should be overpaid, I just toast the bread
I ain’t burn the bread
Made it gold instead turning more than heads
Take it in my hand, turn it into bread
Got the golden dreads, got me on the meds
Had a talk with Tez about me on the meds
Forgot the shit he said, Le Mantra on the ears
Don’t try to son me Reg
I’ll knock ya off the ledge
I’ll pop off on sketch
Praying like pledge, bullets gon’ spread
Catch ’em like Dez, all in ya ass
Handguns in the console
I’m a shark in the fishbowl
Running plays on my rich hoes
Sunny days in the North Pole
I’m a play, play my part hoe
Turn a rock to the charcoal
Heart thrives but my heart closed
Short ride on a long road
Long days and them long nights
Big dogs and we all bite
Big words just all hype
Small talk, large price
Alright, not nice
Heart cold, hot ice
She sucks, she wipes, she swallows, drops mic
Stop light, stop running your mouth ‘fore I run in your mouth
From a hundred dollas to a hundred of commas
Got fuckin problems, tryna figure ’em out
Niggas run in your house waiting on my count
Bitches in they house waiting on my call
Mula Gang, Mula Gang, Mula Gang
Yes Lord
I think I’m made for this shit

[Hook: Jay Jones]
Wait, I think I’m made for this shit
I got the way with this shit
Grind everyday for this shit
Every night bad hoes
Shop open no closed
Make money, stack mo
I guess this what they ask fo’
Wait, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang
Yeah, yeah
Mula Gang
Gang, gang
Mula Gang

India Arie – I Am Light (Songversation: Medicine Album)

[Hook x4]
I am light, I am light

[Verse 1]
I am not the things my family did
I am not the voices in my head
I am not the pieces of the brokenness inside
I am light, I am light (x2)

[Hook x3]
I am light, I am light

[Verse 2]
I’m not the mistakes that I have made
Or any of the things that caused me pain
I am not the pieces of the dream I left behind
I am light, I am light (x2)

[Hook x3]
I am light, I am light

[Verse 3]
I am not the color of my eyes
I am not the skin on the outside
I am not my age
I am not my race
My soul inside is all light, all light
Oh light, all light

[Hook x2]
I am light, I am light

[Verse 4]
I am divinity defined
I am the God on the inside
I am a star, a piece of it all
I am light

India Arie – Soulbird Rise (Songversation: Medicine Album)

[Verse 1]
I believe in open doors
I’ve taken off the screen
I’m ready to let the world come inside
And touch my life
I will no longer be defined by
What someone else believes that I (am)

[Pre-Chorus]
Now that I have dropped the weight
I am light as a feather
It’s time to elevate

[Hook]
Soulbird rise
Lift your eyes
Spread your wings
And prepare to fly
This is the moment
Of your life
Go ahead and fly

[Verse 2]
I believe in open doors
I’m outside of the box
What did not demolish me simply polished me
Now the clearer I can see
I know where I want to go
I am living in the flow

[Pre-Chorus]
Now that I have dropped the weight
I am light as a feather
It’s time to elevate

[Hook]
Soulbird rise
Lift your eyes
Spread your wings
And prepare to fly
This is the moment
Of your life
Go ahead and fly

[Outro]
I believe in open doors

India Arie – Just Let It Go (Songversation: Medicine Album)

[Verse 1]
You’ve been through so much
So many ups and downs
You’ve given your love
But never liked the way it turned out
You closed off your heart
And you carried the weight
Like a million rocks on your shoulders
But you don’t have to wait for an apology
Or for someone else to make amends
When you can remember
That your healing is in your hands

[Chorus]
Just let it go, inch by inch
Just let it go, and do it again
Just let it go, one day you’ll see
Just let it go, you set yourself free

[Verse 2]
You’ve been used
You’ve been abused
Someone came along
Who didn’t value you
You carried the weight
Of your heart
Like a million rocks on your shoulders
But life isn’t meant to be perfect
And we won’t always win
But can you remember
That your healing is in your hands?

[Chorus]
Just let it go, inch by inch
Just let it go, and do it again
Just let it go, one day you’ll see
Just let it go, you set yourself free
Just let it go

[Verse 3]
Gave it your all
You put your blinders on
When you looked around
All of your friends were gone
You took the fall
And you carried the weight
Like a million rocks on your shoulders

[Chorus]
Just let it go, inch by inch
Just let it go, and do it again
Just let it go, one day you’ll see
Just let it go, you’ve set yourself free
Just let it go, and set yourself free
Just let it go, and set yourself free
Just let it go, and set yourself free
Let it go
Just let it go, and set yourself free
Your healing is in your hands
Just let it go, and it’s all just so simple
Your healing is in your hands
Just let it go, and it’s all just so simple
Your healing is in your hands
Just let it go, and it’s all just so simple
Your healing is in your hands
Now set yourself free

India Arie – Breathe (Songversation: Medicine Album)

Sometimes you just can’t believe the things your eyes see
So much injustice in this life
If it’s happenin’ right on your TV screen

So you drop to your knees and you’re prayin’
‘Cause you can hear him sayin’ he can’t breathe
And it’s all so overwhelming
Because you know there’s nothing you can do to help him

Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In times like these
That’s what your heart is for
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In honor of your brother
That’s what your heart is for

There’s always someone tryin’ to take someone’s power away
The history of the world is violent, will it ever change?
Now we’re livin’ in a time where you just can’t hide
There’s a camera in every hand
It’s not elusive, even when they treat you like you’re useless
We know what the truth is

Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In times like these
That’s what your heart is for
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In honor of your brother
That’s what your heart is for

Fight for your life
Fight for your life
In the face of a society
That doesn’t value your life
For the men in your life
For the boys in your life
For your brothers, for your fathers
For the ones that came before us
For the future, for the future
For the future, for the future

Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In times like these
That’s what your heart is for
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In honor of your brother
That’s what your heart is for
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In times like these
Nothing matters more
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In honor of your brother
That’s what your heart is for

Tom Lehrer – We Will All Go Together When We Go lyrics

I am reminded at this point of a fellow I used to know who’s name was henry, only to give you an idea of what an individualist he was he spelt it hen3ry. The 3 was silent, you see. Henry was finally independent, having inherited his father’s tar-and-feather business, and was therefore able to devote his full time to such intellectual pursuits as writing. I particularly remember a heart-warming
Novel of his about a young necrophiliac who finally achieved his boy-hood ambition by becoming coroner.

The rest of you can look it up when you get home. In addition to writing he indulged in a good deal of philosophizing. Like so many contemporary philosophers he especially enjoyed giving helpful
Advice to people who were happier than he was. One particular bit of advice which I recall, which is the reason I bring up this whole, dreary story is something he said once before they took him away to
The massachussetts state home for the bewilderd. He said: “life is like a sewer: what you get out of it depends on what you put into it.” it’s always seems to me that this is precisely the
Sort of dynamic, positive thinking that we so desperately need in these trying times of crisis and universal broo-ha-ha, and so with this in mind I have here a modern positive dynamic uplifting
In the tradition of the great old revival hymns. This one might more accurately be termed a survival hymn.

When you attend a funeral,
It is sad to think that sooner or
Later those you love will do the same for you.
And you may have thought it tragic,
Not to mention other adjec-
Tives, to think of all the weeping they will do.
But don’t you worry.
No more ashes, no more sackcloth.
And an armband made of black cloth
Will some day never more adorn a sleeve.
For if the bomb that drops on you
Gets your friends and neighbors too,
There’ll be nobody left behind to grieve.

And we will all go together when we go.
What a comforting fact that is to know.
Universal bereavement,
An inspiring achievement,
Yes, we all will go together when we go.

We will all go together when we go.
All suffuse with an incandescent glow.
No one will have the endurance
To collect on his insurance,
Lloyd’s of London will be loaded when they go.

Oh we will all fry together when we fry.
We’ll be french fried potatoes by and by.
There will be no more misery
When the world is our rotisserie,
Yes, we will all fry together when we fry.

Down by the old maelstrom,
There’ll be a storm before the calm.

And we will all bake together when we bake.
There’ll be nobody present at the wake.
With complete participation
In that grand incineration,
Nearly three billion hunks of well-done steak.

Oh we will all char together when we char.
And let there be no moaning of the bar.
Just sing out a te deum
When you see that I.C.B.M.,
And the party will be “come as you are.”

Oh we will all burn together when we burn.
There’ll be no need to stand and wait your turn.
When it’s time for the fallout
And saint peter calls us all out,
We’ll just drop our agendas and adjourn.

You will all go directly to your respective valhallas.
Go directly, do not pass go, do not collect two hundred dolla’s.

And we will all go together when we go.
Ev’ry hottenhot and ev’ry eskimo.
When the air becomes uranious,
And we will all go simultaneous.
Yes we all will go together
When we all go together,
Yes we all will go together when we go.

David Allan Coe – The Rodeo Song lyrics

Well it’s 40 below and I don’t give a fuck,
Got a heater in my truck and I’m off to the rodeo

It’s an alla man left and alla man right
Come on you fuckin’ dummy get your right step right
Get off stage you god damn goof you know

You piss me off, you fuckin’ jerk
You get on my nerves

Here comes Johnny with his pecker in his hand,
He’s a one ball man and he’s off to the rodeo

It’s an alla man left and alla man right
Come on you fuckin’ dummy get your right step right
Get off stage you god damn goof you know

You piss me off, you fuckin’ jerk
You get on my nerves

Well it’s 40 below and I ain’t got a truck
And I don’t give a fuck ’cause I’m off to the rodeo

Where it’s an alla man left and alla man right
Come on you fuckin’ dummy get your right step right
Get off stage you god damn goof you know

You piss me off, you fuckin’ jerk
You get on my nervs

Here comes Johnny with his pecker in his hand,
He’s a one ball man and he’s off to the rodeo

It’s an alla man left and alla man right
Come on you fuckin’ dummy get your right step right
Get off stage you god damn goof you know

You piss me off, you fuckin’ jerk
You get on my nerves

Roger Clyne & The Peacemakers – Every Kind Of Lucky lyrics

Under pressure, crushin’ you and me.
Fellow fools, follow me, we’ll find the diamonds at the bottom of the sea.

And if the freaks adore me,
And the police ignore me,
I know it’s better. I know it’s better when they mind their own biz, uh
Huh.

‘Cause I’m from the class, that burned the schoolhouse down before a
Teacher could hand out a quiz.
It’s like this every time – when you’re every kind of lucky there is.

I’ve got problems I didn’t know I had.
I don’t let trouble drive me crazy, I get busy driving trouble mad.

If the police deplore me,
And if the priests ignore me.
I know it’s better – I know it’s better when they mind their own biz. Uh
Huh.

‘Cause I’m from the class that burned the schoolhouse down before the
Teacher could hand out a quiz. It’s like this every time – when you’re
Every kind of lucky…

Don’t you want to fly with the ravens?
Don’t you want to prowl with the black cats too?
I’ll be waiting under the light sugar let me steal a kiss. Now we’re every
Kind of lucky there is.

So if the freaks adore me,
And if the the priests abhor me,
I know it’s better. I know it’s better when they mind their own biz.
Let the police adore me.
And let the freaks deplore me.
I know it’s better, I know it’s better when they mind their own biz, uh
Huh.

Come and join the class, burn the schoolhouse down before a teacher can
Hand out a quiz.
It’s like this every time, cause we’re every kind of lucky there is
Every kind of lucky there is
Every kind of lucky there is
Every kind of lucky there is

DR1VE THRU SEX – Closer To Me lyrics

Move in closer to me
On my feet I stand
Another path to pave
In another time
And I’ll start again in another time
In another life

Wont you bring it to me now
I get fucking paid
I get it given to me
I get fucking paid
This is my life
I get fucking paid
I get it given to me