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Summer Walker – Potential Lyrics

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[Chorus]
You got potential, you got, you
You got potential, you got, you
You got potential (Potential, yeah, yeah)
You got potential, you got, you

[Verse 1]
Had a few niggas ride or die for me
Tell me, baby, will you slide for me?
Give you the Glock 40, holding it down for me
I know you’re good in the hood, bust a couple juggs for me, yeah
When I’m on the low, will you still cover for me?
Blowin’ bands to make me feel lovely
When I’m gone, will you still think of me?
I need to know for sure

[Chorus]
’Cause you got potential, you got, you
You got potential, you got, you
You got potential (Potential, yeah, yeah)
You got potential, you got, you

[Verse 2]
Caught my interest, talkin’ that shit
So intriguing (Yeah, yeah)
We could go far, go the distance
I could see it (Yeah)
I’m not tryna be out here with my hopes up
If you all for me, then let me know what’s up
Don’t change up on me in the long run
Keep it open, one hunnid

[Chorus]
‘Cause you got potential, you got, you
You got potential, you got, you
You got potential (Potential, yeah, yeah)
You got potential, you got, you

Summer Walker – Over It Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Am I really that much to handle?
Breakin’ these niggas down like enamel (Oh)
Yet I’m ready to blow you out like a candle
Can I really just blow you out like a candle?
You a man, you say you the man (Oh)
You say you ’bout it, you say you got it planned (Oh)
I really wasn’t tryna listen
You say I ain’t got no discipline (Oh)
And that there why I wasn’t listenin’ (Oh)

[Verse 2]
But I need a nigga who can handle me (Oh)
I want a, a nigga who can handle me, oh
Nigga keep your hands off me
You wanna stay with me
But nigga, you just a fan of me (Fan of me)
Cuff your bitch, nigga
Nigga, cuff your bitch
Caught you slippin’ and a nigga hit a lick on you
Are you really tellin’ me that…
I could break you down like a gym, sweat

[Verse 3]
Fuck it and catch me at V-Live
I’ll be sippin’ D’USSE ’til I get dizzy
Actin’ like he care, he just don’t decide
I be tryna numb the pain, I be so his side (Oh)
Fuck it, you can catch me in the Hills (Oh)
Watch me close ’cause I’ll be poppin’ pills (Oh, oh)
All I ask for you to keep it trill (Oh)
All I ask for you to keep it real, real, real, real, real

[Outro]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Real, real, trill, keep one hunnid, oh no
Not too much emotion, no, no
You know I been fucked up, yeah, yeah
I should keep it trill, trill for me
I should keep it real, real, one hunnid

Danny Brown – Theme Song Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
You can act stupid if you want to
Never play by the rules, do just what I want to
Came up in this bitch tongue out without a front tooth
Now who they say is number one influencer, he number two (Yeah)
Yeah, he dance good, but guess where he got the moves?
But compared to me, look like he wear two left shoes (Uh)
Boy, I treat them lil’ virgins like the restroom
Take my hand and dance with the devil (Yeah)
Oh, boy, you in trouble, rattled the lion cage
Hope God strikes you down while you’re prayin’ on stage (Uh)
Jit at your burial, smoke squares at your grave
Then repent for my sins like, “God, I’m saved” (Alright)
He always forgive, later on, I forget
I had my fingers crossed, so I’m back on that shit
Catch another body ‘fore the song get mixed
The bullets is the lyrics, turn the rapper to a spirit (Yeah)
Singin’ with the angels, nigga long gone
Your song’s like bitch, a belly long, wear the thong wrong (Uh)
Nigga, I’m the wrong one to run on
My balls on her Kit-Kat, now she playin’ ping-pong (Alright)

[Chorus]
Nigga, this the theme song for bitch-ass niggas
Got a little richer, now their head all bigger
Nigga, this the theme song for bitch-ass niggas
Got a little richer, now their head all bigger (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Listen here, Little Richard, I don’t know what got into you
Did more for the game than you (Yeah)
That’s why I had to cut into ya, ya need to be checked
Lil’ niggas need to learn some respect (Alright)
When your show’s like the Rockettes, with some majorettes
Gimme a mic, and a DJ, and I’m set (Yeah)
‘Cause these bars on deck, ain’t gotta shake my ass
You the real definition of “ants in your pants”
Got a son, lil’ niggas, no child support (Yeah)
Sorta like the Bad Boys up against Jordan
But, nigga, you ain’t scorin’, not on me
Wrote this one on one knee, R.I.P. to P (Damn)
Taught me to keep it real, stand on my own (Yeah)
If I got you, rock a nigga brain with his nose bone
No time for the gimmicks (Yeah)
And I ain’t gotta lie when I say I’m independent (Alright)

[Chorus]
Nigga, this the theme song for bitch-ass niggas
Got a little richer, now their head all bigger
Nigga, this the theme song for bitch-ass niggas (Yeah)
Got a little richer, now their head all bigger (Damn)

[Outro]
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Alright)
(Damn)

Summer Walker – Anna Mae Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
What’s temporary? Me or you?
You want me here to stay (Stay)
But your situation tells me that it’s a waste of time
But never mind all that, mmh
Boy, I’m serious
You know you don’t have to play
I’m already on the way
You ain’t gotta say shit
So he set the mood on some love shit
Made a couple jokes about fuckin’, yeah
Might’ve kissed few times but never made a move on no cut shit
Just enjoyed the time that we had laid aside to be numb in

[Chorus]
All alone, we turned off our phones all the way
Your girl drivin’ your ass insane
And you know my nigga don’t play shit (Oh)
I say, “Babe, what we gonna do?” (Oh)
And you say, “We’ll have our cake and eat it too”
Too, our cake and eat it too, ah
Ah, yeah, our cake and eat it too, too
Our cake and eat it too, ooh-woah

[Outro]
It’s not the right time but
You say the timing is perfect
You want me to ride for you, on you, with you, my babe
You want me to lie
Say, “No, I haven’t seen this guy”
We doin’ the most
Takin’ pictures you know we can’t post
Can’t post
No, no, no, no, no (Oh)
All alone, we turned off our phones all the way
Your girl drivin’ your ass insane
And you know my nigga don’t play shit

Summer Walker – Body Lyrics

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[Intro]
We got London on da Track

[Verse 1]
I been all in my phone, I got options
And I don’t wanna tell you to drop it
But I don’t wanna play unfair, yeah, yeah
Somethin’ that makes me look at you too often
And baby, you can give it somethin’
Baby, I can run overtime, oh

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m talkin’ crazy
I need you right in my space, but I
Need it, baby, I’m late, but I
Still can check in with you
I know that I need my fresh, but I
Wouldn’t wanna leave you, no, oh, I
Wouldn’t wanna plead
But my heart, my mind and my body is sayin’ (Sayin’, sayin’)
My mind, my mind, and my body is
My body is sayin’ (Sayin’, sayin’)
My mind, my mind, and my heart
My body is sayin’

[Verse 2]
I don’t know what it is
I can’t tell you what it is
But you got me goin’ crazy
Sex with you is so amazin’
How, how long can you go, baby?
Better last to my body, so ’cause it crazy

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m talkin’ crazy
I need you right in my space, but I
Need it, baby, I’m late, but I
Still can check in with you
I know that I need my fresh, but I
Wouldn’t wanna leave you, no, oh, I
Wouldn’t wanna plead
But my heart, my mind and my body is sayin’ (Sayin’, sayin’)
My mind, my mind, and my body is
My body is sayin’ (Sayin’, sayin’)
My mind, my mind, and my heart
My body is sayin’

[Outro]
I know, oh, I
I know, oh, I
I know we ain’t gotta talk, alright
I know you ain’t gotta talk, alright
Baby, I, I just wanna talk to you
I just wanna talk to you
Don’t this shit, don’t this shit
Know that we did, oh

Camila Cabello – Cry For Me Lyrics

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[Intro]
Mmm

[Verse 1]
Yeah, you look so happy walking down the street, don’t you, baby? (Don’t you, baby?)
Did you forget, you said that in this lifetime you can never get over me?
Are you over me? (Uh)

[Pre-Chorus]
When I said I hope you’re happy, didn’t mean it
Never thought you’d be so good at moving on
When I’m lying wide awake, you’re probably sleeping (Ha)
And maybe what I’m thinking is wrong

[Chorus]
I want you to cry for me, cry for me
Say you’d d-d-die for me, die for me
And if you can’t, then maybe, lie for me, lie for me (Huh)
‘Cause you haunt me when I’m dreamin’
And it’s time you know the feeling
So cry for me

[Verse 2]
See that pretty life in pictures (Ha)
See your lips erasing me (Mm)
You’re so good to her, it’s vicious
Yeah, she should be thanking me
Ohh, who’s gonna touch you like me?
Yeah, tell me, who?
Who can make you forget about me?

[Pre-Chorus]
When I said I hope you’re happy, didn’t mean it
Never thought you’d be so good at moving on (On, on)
When I’m lying wide awake, you’re probably sleeping (Sleeping)
And maybe what I’m thinking is wrong

[Chorus]
I want you to cry for me, cry for me
Say you’d d-d-die for me, die for me
And if you can’t, then maybe, lie for me, lie for me
‘Cause you haunt me when I’m dreamin’
And it’s time you know the feeling
So, baby, won’t you cry for me, cry for me? (Cry)
Say you’d d-d-die for me, die for me (Oh, won’t you cry?)
And if you can’t, then maybe, lie for me, lie for me
‘Cause you haunt me when I’m dreamin’
And it’s time you know the feeling
So cry for me

[Bridge]
Why won’t you cry?
Tears in my eyes, yeah
And you’re okay, you’re okay
How can you be okay?
No, why won’t you cry?

[Chorus]
I want you to cry for me, cry for me (Oh, yeah)
Say you’d d-d-die for me, die for me
And if you can’t, then maybe, lie for me, lie for me (Maybe, lie for me, lie for me)
‘Cause you haunt me when I’m dreamin’ (Haunt me when I’m dreamin’)
And it’s time you know the feeling (And it’s time you know the feeling)
So, baby, won’t you cry for me, cry for me? (Cry out, yeah)
Say you’d d-d-die for me, die for me (Cry out, yeah)
And if you can’t, then maybe, lie for me, lie for me
‘Cause you haunt me when I’m dreamin’
And it’s time you know the feeling (Oh, baby)
So cry for me

[Outro]
Cry for me

AJ Tracey – Cat Pack Lyrics

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[Intro]
Daytrip took it to 10

[Chorus]
Me, I set pace and I’m active (ahh)
Your girl wants me as a captive (yeah)
Smoking gelato, it’s cat piss
If it weren’t bro, then I slapped it (bow!)
West London, call me the savior (woah)
Won’t do a shawty a favor (no)
Come to the block, you’re in danger (ahh)
We do the most with the paper (let’s go!)
Me, I set pace and I’m active (ahh)
Your girl wants me as a captive (me)
Smoking gelato, it’s cat piss (wow!)
If it weren’t bro, then I slapped it (boo-boo!)
West London, call me the savior (woah)
Won’t do a shawty a favor (no)
Come to the block, you’re in danger (ahh)
We do the most with the paper (yeah)

[Verse 1]
Run out this money, I’m running it back (running)
Running the show, I was running the packs
How can a blogger try say that I’m wack? (huh?)
Nowadays, every song I do’s a plaque (Ching!)
Paigons don’t like me, but like how I rap (yep!)
Prolly ’cause their girl’s been making it clap (Clap-clap)
Police are mad at the fact that I’m black
And that their house isn’t half of my stack (oh well)
I was in cunch with the ting on my lap
And now I’m in the club with a ting on my lap
You niggas cappin’, you ran out of facts
Try racing me, you gon’ run out of gas
Come get your girl ’cause she choosing
Only Chief Keef when I’m cruising
Everything wet when I’m shooting
The club can’t be lit ’cause there’s you in

[Chorus]
Me, I set pace and I’m active (ahh)
Your girl wants me as a captive (yeah)
Smoking gelato, it’s cat piss
If it weren’t bro, then I slapped it (bow!)
West London, call me the savior (woah)
Won’t do a shawty a favor (no)
Come to the block, you’re in danger (ahh)
We do the most with the paper (let’s go!)
Me, I set pace and I’m active (ahh)
Your girl wants me as a captive (me)
Smoking gelato, it’s cat piss (wow!)
If it weren’t bro, then I slapped it (boo-boo!)
West London, call me the savior (woah)
Won’t do a shawty a favor (no)
Come to the block, you’re in danger (ahh)
We do the most with the paper (yeah)

[Verse 2]
I used to sleep in my lectures (yawn)
My jeweller just gave me necklace (bling-bloaw)
I need my shit with the extras (facts)
Might rock Off-White with the textures (facts)
We used to spend it on Vespers (vroom)
Now the gang pull up in Teslas
I had some cats that went teachers (huh?)
I used to give them the testers (take it)
I got a little bit older (little bit)
Now my chain go supernova (bloaw)
Foot out, you know I’m a soldier (brrrt!)
[?] over my shoulder (let’s get it!)
All of this shit got a hold of me (yeah)
Your record man ain’t controlling me (no)
I know the opps tryna roll on me
I’m out in the sticks with a pole on me

[Chorus]
Me, I set pace and I’m active (ahh)
Your girl wants me as a captive (yeah)
Smoking gelato, it’s cat piss
If it weren’t bro, then I slapped it (bow!)
West London, call me the savior (woah)
Won’t do a shawty a favor (no)
Come to the block, you’re in danger (ahh)
We do the most with the paper (let’s go!)
Me, I set pace and I’m active (ahh)
Your girl wants me as a captive (me)
Smoking gelato, it’s cat piss (wow!)
If it weren’t bro, then I slapped it (boo-boo!)
West London, call me the savior (woah)
Won’t do a shawty a favor (no)
Come to the block, you’re in danger (ahh)
We do the most with the paper (yeah)

[Outro]
Daytrip took it to 10

Jessie Reyez – Far Away Lyrics

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[Intro]
Mmm-mmm
Mmm-mmm

[Verse 1]
Hand on the Bible (Lord have mercy)
I think you’re the love of my life (Yeah)
Maybe ’cause you hop on a flight to find me
I feel like I need you tonight beside me (Yeah)
You’re still a world away
And you’re still waitin’ for you papers
Been feelin’ like the government wants us to break up
IPhone XXX, FaceTime saves us (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I feel what you feel when you’re far away
When you far away
When you far away, oh
I feel what you feel when you’re far away
It’s been a hundred days
Since I kissed your face, oh

[Verse 2]
Distance ain’t shit because you and I both committed
No fuck boys, no thirsty women could ever come between this (Lord have mercy)
It’s different, we trust each other
We both been fucked by old lovers
Your sex, it helped me recover
Icebox but you buy me somethin’ (Ooh)

[Chorus]
I feel what you feel when you’re far away
When you far away
When you far away, oh
I feel what you feel when you’re far away
It’s been a hundred days
Since I kissed your face, mmm

[Bridge]
On my mama, I’ll never hurt you
On my mama, I don’t deserve you
Humble love, don’t even know your worth
Life before you is just a blur
On my mama, I’ll never hurt you
On my mama, I don’t deserve you
Humble love, don’t even know your worth
Life before you is just a blur

[Chorus]
I feel what you feel when you’re far away
When you far away
When you far away, oh
I feel what you feel when you’re far away
It’s been a hundred days
Since I kissed your face

[Outro]
Mmm-mmm
Mmm-mmm
(Lord have mercy)

Summer Walker – Drunk Dialing… LODT Lyrics

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Part 1: Drunk Dialing

[Verse 1]
It’s 3:34 and I don’t need no more
You can call it what you want, but I’ma call it dumb
Too much liquor known to make you call a nigga
And I done had too much
Which is givin’ me excuses to

[Pre-Chorus]
Make me think I want you when I don’t and I know this
Know that you would argue always, do me wrong, oh
But it made me wanna call you like I’m on one and I want somethin’
I need you to come over (Come on)

[Chorus]
Too much Patrón’ll have you callin’ his phone
Have you wantin’ some more,have you wantin’ some more
Too much Patrón’ll have you callin’ his phone
Have you wantin’ some more

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, damn

Part 2: LODT

[Verse]
Oh, you know I, I, I love you
Oh, with everything you do, yeah-yeah
And I just can’t quite understand it
But love makes sense of you (Yeah-yeah)
‘Cause I love you but I know I wouldn’t wanna wait
For your heart to finally see me through
And I’d love for you to, to
Yeah, said I

Charlie Puth – Cheating On You Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
It started with a kiss
On your momma’s couch
2012 was nothing serious
And then we caught the feels
It got really real
Too good to be true
I guess I thought you was, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Why did I run away, run away, run away?
Oh, your love was everything, everything, everything
I know it’s gettin’ late, gettin’ late, gettin’ late
But can I still be on my way, on my way? Yeah

[Chorus]
I know I said, “Goodbye,” and, baby, you said it too
But when I touch her, I feel like I’m cheating on you
I thought that I’d be better when I found someone new
But when I touch her, I feel like I’m cheating on you

[Post-Chorus]
Baby, now, ooh, cheating on you
Baby, now, ooh
But when I touch her, I feel like I’m cheating on you

[Verse 2]
Thought I could get you back any time of day
Shouldn’t have been so cocky
Shouldn’t have did you wrong (Whoa)
And now I miss you bad, really, really bad
Guess you don’t know what you got until it’s gone

[Pre-Chorus]
Why did I run away, run away, run away? (Run away)
Oh, your love was everything, everything, everything (Everything)
I know it’s gettin’ late, gettin’ late, gettin’ late (Gettin’ late)
But can I still be on my way, on my way? Yeah

[Chorus]
I know I said, “Goodbye,” and, baby, you said it too
(You said it too, baby)
But when I touch her, I feel like I’m cheating on you
(Cheating on you)
I thought that I’d be better when I found someone new (Ooh)
But when I touch her, I feel like I’m cheating on you

[Post-Chorus]
Baby, now, ooh, cheating on you
Baby, now, ooh
But when I touch her, I feel like I’m cheating on you

[Bridge]
Baby, no
There ain’t no lips like your lips
And nobody else feels like this
There’s no moving on I’ll admit
If you go away, yeah

[Chorus]
I know I said, “Goodbye,” and, baby, you said it too
But when I touch her, I feel like I’m cheating on you
(Cheating on you)
I thought that I’d be better when I found someone new
(Found someone new)
But when I touch her, I feel like I’m cheating on you
(Believe it, baby)

[Post-Chorus]
Baby, now, ooh, cheating on you (Said, “Goodbye,” said, “Goodbye”)
Baby, now, ooh (Said, “Goodbye,” said, “Goodbye”)
But when I touch her, I feel like I’m cheating on you

[Outro]
You said, “Goodbye”
And you said, “Goodbye”

Playboi Carti – Lobby Lyrics

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

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

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

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

[Open Verse]

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

Desiigner – 911 Lyrics

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

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

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

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

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

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

Wiz Khalifa – Flamboyant Lyrics

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

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

Tate McRae – Ami Opar Hoye Boshe Achi Lyrics

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

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

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

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

Kero Kero Bonito – Battle Lines Lyrics

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Young M.A – Kold World (2019) Lyrics

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Young M.A – No Love Lyrics

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

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

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

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

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

Young M.A – She Like I’m Like Lyrics

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[Intro]
Hm (She like)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Young M.A – My Hitta Lyrics

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kevin Gates – Icebox Lyrics

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kevin Gates – Let It Go Lyrics

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kevin Gates – Pretend Lyrics

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[Intro]
What’s the demonstration, beloved?
You well now?
Yes, ma’am, all’s well
(Go Grizz)
Yes, ma’am, all’s well
(Winners Circle)

[Chorus]
Dick so good, make a bitch start stalking me
Pussy I jugg, now she won’t stop calling me
Her boyfriend texting and I’m really not caring
She’s really my girl, we was just sharing
We have an argument, she wan’ know can we go out again?
Pull up in the foreign, lay the dick down again
She wan’ see me pon the weekend, we no make promises
(Then she tell me that she love me, but it all sound pretend)

[Verse 1]
Can I feel on your booty? Lick on your pussy?
Grip on your booty? Spit on your pussy?
Caught a lil’ break and we takin’ off
Got a meetin’ tomorrow with the A&R’s
Fitness and wellness, you know how we comin’
Wake up, go jogging, and sprint to the money
I’m a don, I’m a gentleman
I do not indulge with the enemy
I don’t want smoke, I ain’t duckin’ no smoke
And I’m bearin’ arms, any incident
But any more being intimate
She’d’ve stayed there and never bent
Gave her dick and she got addicted
Baby, please get intervention
Stalking leads to a prison sentence
Good nigga, but I come from killing
Sometimes seek comfort in it
Kill the kitty, beat it up
Lay the pipe down, went between your legs
Can’t move man in the bed
Put a hot towel in between your legs
But right now, get rest
I’ma run ’round, be back
In like a month and a half (I’m him)

[Chorus]
Dick so good, make a bitch start stalking me
Pussy I jugg, now she won’t stop calling me
Her boyfriend texting and I’m really not caring
She’s really my girl, we was just sharing
We have an argument, she wan’ know can we go out again?
Pull up in the foreign, lay the dick down again
She wan’ see me pon the weekend, we no make promises
(Then she tell me that she love me, but it all sound pretend)

[Verse 2]
We have a spat and we breaking up
Pardon the body, we making up
You tell me don’t hurt you, I say what’s the purpose?
‘Cause we ’bout to fuck, we ain’t making love
I’m a lil’ nigga from ’round the corner
I wanted to be with you, being honest
People ain’t like to see us together
A beautiful creature with a monster
Small waist, all ass, your lil’ attitude bad
Jumpin’ out a new Jag, flirtin’, your lil’ cute ass
Birkin, bought a new bag, and on the ‘Gram, you entice
I wanna put it in your life, no, you not doing this for likes
I cannot change, all I know is one way
Ridin’ around with no license plates, you wanna be involved
Solitude all my time today, I’m not receiving calls
You ain’t gotta play no role at all (You just gon’ be along)

[Chorus]
Dick so good, make a bitch start stalking me
Pussy I jugg, now she won’t stop calling me
Her boyfriend texting and I’m really not caring
She’s really my girl, we was just sharing
We have an argument, she wan’ know can we go out again?
Pull up in the foreign, lay the dick down again
She wan’ see me pon the weekend, we no make promises
(Then she tell me that she love me, but it all sound pretend)

[Outro]
Put a hot towel in between your legs
But right now, get rest
Put a hot towel in between your legs
But right now, get rest
I’ma run ’round, be back
In like a month and a half

Kevin Gates – RBS Intro Lyrics

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[Intro]
All my life, it been like this
CashMoneyAP
Always
My daddy did this shit
I can’t see no other way
His daddy did this shit
One way
Dumb way
Go Grizz (I’m a real big speaker)

[Verse 1]
Controllin’ shit, I’m scorin’ flippers, ain’t nobody want look
Losin’ focus, burnin’ soda, tryna win off a cook
Thinkin’ situated, if I could just get to a book
Go to Texas, grab a hook and put that bass in the hood
Bitch, I got weight in the hood, I’m up in rank in the hood
My lil’ soldiers on it, I no longer stay in the hood
Quiet as kept, I was the first to put that H in the hood
With Big Marques, I’m sippin’ lean, would take a break if I could
Phone bling-a-ling-a-lingin’, it retarded, come see me (Hello)
Trap do a ninety, it’s a quarter ki’ eater
Hold it down when I’m on lock, callin’ shots from the box
Diamond teeth full of rocks, I’m a real big speaker

[Chorus]
As-salāmu ʿalaykum, akhi
Wa-Alaikum As-Salaam, el Wa Rahmato Allah
Are you well?
I’m a real big speaker
And look, shout out to my bitch, I was penitentiary rich
In the streets I do my shit, I could really feed people
As-salāmu ʿalaykum, mozza, ta’alee, jamelek be jannini
I’m a real big speaker

[Verse 2]
I don’t fear nothin’ but God, I ain’t got no bodyguard
In the streets or on the walk
I’m a real big speaker
I hold it down for the Breadwinner cartel
Wallahi, I sworn to God
With non-believers, I fuss and fall
It’s cold, but it’s fair, but it come with it all
In my pocket, I got… funds, metric ton, love
Chances made a champion, pick that metric ton up (Hold up)
Ayy, keep ’em starin’ in this bitch
I am turnt in the party, diamonds dancin’ in this bitch
Crack a smile, woo, God, bling, blaow, drippin’ water
Necklace is moonwalkin’, Michael Jackson in this bitch
I’m rockin’ some glasses, takin’ some classes
Fast, tilt, two-seater
Presidential when I step, had to catch her breath
She seen the Cartier, got cardiac arrest
You know what happens next, I’m a real big speaker

[Chorus]
As-salāmu ʿalaykum, akhi
Wa-Alaikum As-Salaam, el Wa Rahmato Allah
Are you well?
I’m a real big speaker
And look, shout out to my bitch, I was penitentiary rich
In the streets I do my shit, I could really feed people
As-salāmu ʿalaykum, mozza, ta’alee, jamelek be jannini
I’m a real big speaker

[Outro]
I’m a real big speaker
I’m a real big speaker

Dove Cameron – Waste Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Well you have me in, in your hands
Like a lit, like a lit cigarette
Now I’m here in your room hitting snooze
On the side of your bed
I should’ve known it the day we met
That shit is worse than a hit and run

[Verse 2]
My mom thinks I need therapy
‘Cause I sing, only sing about you
But the thing is that she
Doesn’t know how you do what you do
But you must do this to everyone
That shit is worse than a hit and run

[Chorus]
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste
My love on you

[Verse 3]
When you leave my house, leave my car
Walk away from the restaurant
I admit I panic, I can’t breathe
I bet you do this to everyone
And it’s so cruel, but I’m having fun

[Chorus]
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste

[Post-Chorus]
My love on you
My love on you
My love on you
My love
I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste

[Bridge]
Don’t you want somebody
Who’s gon’ love you like I do
Don’t you want somebody
Who’s gon’ love you like I do

[Chorus]
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste
My love on you

I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste
My love on you

Lukas Graham – Lie Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
So much for supposed-to-be’s
Girl, I wish you luck getting over me
And supposedly
You’re with him, but wish you were holding me
You wish you were holding me

[Pre-Chorus]
Isn’t it, isn’t it something
Whenever you touch him
You don’t feel nothing?
Isn’t it something
How quickly your honesty
Just turns into make-believe?
It turns into make-believe

[Chorus]
Ho-o-o-ow
Dare you li-i-i-ie
To my fa-a-ace?
You can’t sa-a-ay
You’re fine no-o-o-ow

[Verse 2]
Said you’d never call again
Guess it didn’t go how you imagined it
I know what it is (Yeah)
All the time with him, you were wanting this
Yeah, you were wanting this

[Pre-Chorus]
Isn’t it, isn’t it something
How easy you’re falling
Like he was nothing?
Isn’t it something
How quickly your meant-to-be’s (Your meant-to-be’s)
Just turned into history?
They turned into history

[Chorus]
Ho-o-o-ow
Dare you li-i-i-ie
To my fa-a-ace?
You can’t sa-a-ay
You’re fine no-o-o-ow

[Bridge]
You said he was perfect (You said he was perfect)
You said it was working (You said it was working)
You said you were certain (You said you were certain)
Now, why would you lie? (Now, why would you lie?)
It’s okay, look into my eyes and let’s agree
You’ve been lying to yourself, not just to me

[Chorus]
Ho-o-o-ow
Dare you li-i-i-ie
To my fa-a-ace?
You can’t sa-a-ay
You’re fine no-o-o-ow

Young M.A – The Lyfestyle Lyrics

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[Intro]
Woo
Woo
Ayo man, I feel like I’ve been humble too long, man
I’m too humble, man (Woo)
Fuck all that humble shit, uh

[Chorus]
Uh, fuck bein’ humble
Put your money where your mouth is
Matter fact, make it double
Blue strips by the bundle
Foreign cars in the huddle (Skrrt)
Baby, I just wanna fuck you
Grabbin’ on your bubble, pullin’ on your frontal
Then it’s back to the hustle (Huh?)
Fuck bein’ humble
Blue strips by the bundle
Pinky ring out the puddle (Woo)
Hot sauce on the Ruffles (Woo)
Gang gang out the jungle (Gang)
.30 Glock, we a couple (Brr)
More money, more trouble, cake on funnel, vision on tunnel (Woo)

[Verse 1]
Gotta get it by any means
Billy Hope, but got plenty dreams
Turtle to a rabbit (Huh?)
Even when I walk, still in the lead
You lil’ niggas better take it ease (Huh?)
Treatin’ life like Baby Boy
Give her head, then I take the keys (Woo)
Bend the block like she bend her knees (Skrrt)
My presence speak for me, I don’t even gotta say a word (Shh)
My hitta sweep for me, all I gotta do is say the word (Grr)
Used to hustle out the Chevy Cruise, couldn’t play the curb (Skrrt)
The game will teach you a lot, but you gotta play to learn (Facts)
Paper cuts when I count it up (Huh?)
Skyscrapers when I pile it up (Huh?)
Double cup when I brown it up (Huh?)
I’m a queen, nigga, crown me up (Huh?)
I’m a queen, nigga, crown me up (Huh?)
I’m a queen, nigga, crown me up (Huh?)
I’m a queen, nigga, crown me up

[Chorus]
Fuck bein’ humble
Put your money where your mouth is
Matter fact, make it double
Blue strips by the bundle
Foreign cars in the huddle (Skrrt)
Baby, I just wanna fuck you
Grabbin’ on your bubble, pullin’ on your frontal
Then it’s back to the hustle (Huh?)
Fuck bein’ humble
Blue strips by the bundle
Pinky ring out the puddle (Woo)
Hot sauce on the Ruffles (Woo)
Gang gang out the jungle (Gang)
.30 Glock, we a couple (Grr)
More money, more trouble, cake on funnel, vision on tunnel (Woo)

[Verse 2]
I’m motivation for my people (Yes)
Yeah we different, but we equal (Yes)
Eye to eye with the real (Huh?)
The fake niggas I can see through (Huh?)
I hate payin’ bills
Yeah I’m rich, but I’m cheap, too (Uh)
Food stamps out the Key Food (Yeah)
Oh well, man, that’s free food

[Bridge]
Yeah
I can’t change
I can’t change my ways
That’s my wristlet, and yes I’m rich, bitch
And that’s word to Rick James (I’m rich, bitch)
I stay in my lane (Skrrt)
I drink away my pain (Yes)
Matter of fact, pass me that bottle
I need to pour up

[Chorus]
Fuck bein’ humble
Put your money where your mouth is
Matter fact, make it double
Blue strips by the bundle
Foreign cars in the huddle (Skrrt)
Baby, I just wanna fuck you
Grabbin’ on your bubble, pullin’ on your frontal
Then it’s back to the hustle (Huh?)
Fuck bein’ humble
Blue strips by the bundle
Pinky ring out the puddle (Woo)
Hot sauce on the Ruffles (Woo)
Gang gang out the jungle (Gang)
.30 Glock, we a couple (Grr)
More money, more trouble, cake on funnel, vision on tunnel (Woo)

DaBaby – VIBEZ Lyrics

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[Intro]
Let’s go (Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that motherfuckin’ beat? Ah, nah)
You know it’s Baby, nigga, hahaha
Hah
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one), ha

[Chorus]
She wanna fuck with me, but I don’t got the time (Mmh, mmh)
I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
Go call my chauffeur, bitch, ’cause I don’t like to drive
We in Suburbans back to back and we gon’ fill ’em up with vibes (Let’s go)

[Verse 1]
Fill ’em with vibes (Yeah), get in and ride (Yeah, yeah)
And no, a nigga not blind (Uh-uh)
But I keep the stick and I’m firin’ (Bitch)
I ain’t met a nigga in life
That’s fuckin’ with me, say he did, then he lyin’ (Mmh, mmh)
Got so many vibes stuffed in the car
We can fuck them hoes six at a time (No cap)
I make them hoes say, “That nigga so fine” (Ooh)
“Girl, he got the dick you can feel in your spine” (Yeah)
Yeah, that what they say about Baby
You know that them bitches don’t play about Baby
Baby should go run for president
Look what God did, took his time with me (Yeah, yeah)
Got a red and white ho like a peppermint (Ooh)
Book the hotel, take the vibes in
She gon’ fuck me and fuck on my brethren (Uh)
My brother ‘nem, havin’ three hoes in the king size
I ain’t finished yet (Mmh), get another bitch (Mmh)
Got her ridin’ dick and screamin’, “Yeehaw” (Mmh, mmh, mmh, mmh)
Make me proud, girl, you a cowgirl (Huh?)
Did a handstand, I’m like, “Wow, girl” (Okay, okay)
Got me fuckin’ her upside-down (Ooh, mmh), baow, baow
Yeah, we goin’ dumb, say she wanna cum (Mmh)
I’m lookin’ like, “When?” She lookin’ like, “Now”
Some more came in, say they want it too
I tagged in my brother, bitch, I’m out (Bye), I know

[Chorus]
She wanna fuck with me, but I don’t got the time (Mmh, mmh, yeah)
I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
Go call my chauffeur, bitch, ’cause I don’t like to drive
We in Suburbans back to back and we gon’ fill ’em up with vibes (Let’s go)
She wanna fuck on me, but I don’t got the time (Mmh, mmh)
I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
Go call my chauffeur, bitch, ’cause I don’t like to drive
We in Suburbans back to back and we gon’ fill ’em up with vibes (Look)

[Verse 2]
Let’s get on a jet (Yeah), come give me some neck (Yeah, yeah)
She ain’t pickin’ up (Huh?), and her nigga just called, she gon’ send him a text
I don’t need no doc’, bitch, you know I’m a dog, better send me the vet
Ever made you a million? I tell ’em, “Riddle me that,” ain’t offended me yet
My bitch drink Bacardi, I’m in this bitch feelin’ like ‘Set (Okurr), quarter mil’ on my neck
One-point-two on the crib, four hundred thou’ on the whip, dickin’ down your lil’ bitch
I’m ’bout to go buy me a coupe (Zoom)
Pull up, make the doors raise the roof (Yeah)
Louis V army fatigue (Yes, sir)
Hop out with a pole like a troop (Yeah, get in there)
Baby Ray Allen from three (Swish)
You leave me open, I shoot (Baow, baow)
We like Martin and Pam at the hotel (Uh)
We kickin’ hoes out, get the boot (Mmh)
These hoes catchin’ bodies, they ’bout it (Yeah)
We having new vibes in the lobby (New vibes)
That’s wherever we go, ain’t no problem (No problem)
I just told a bitch no, she was childish (Bye)
Pulled up like

[Chorus]
She wanna fuck with me, but I don’t got the time (Mmh, mmh)
I just hopped off a private plane and went and hopped on 85 (Yeah)
Go call my chauffeur, bitch, ’cause I don’t like to drive
We in Suburbans back to back and we gon’ fill ’em up with vibes

Kevin Gates – Bags Lyrics

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[Intro]
F-F-F-Flamin’
Bitch
Bitches out here tryna come up on a nigga, you heard me?
You not ’bout to ball off me so you can go and press another nigga, you bitch ass, pussy ass ho
Right game, wrong nigga

[Chorus]
I want a bag, you want my bag, so we chasing the same thing
I did you bad, okay, my bad, baby, this ain’t the same thing
You wanna stand on side a nigga, you knowing my name ring
All these diamonds blind a nigga, my watch and my chain bling
You gon’ stand on side a nigga, yeah
You gon’ stand on side a nigga, yeah
Bet you gon’ stand on side a nigga, you knowing my name ring
I want a bag, you want my bag, so we chasing the same thing

[Verse 1]
You just gon’ stand on side a nigga
All my diamonds blindin’ niggas
And if I look in your direction
I’m just looking, you not special
I got partners who got pressure
We just fucked your ho together
Drop the numbers on the brick
I brought the load in with no effort
I just flew to Mexi’, Cali, I won’t be home in a month
You know your friend, she call me zaddy, I can tell she wanna fuck
All that hating shit won’t stop me, you know I do what I want
She want Baby, she want Brasi, she don’t know which one she want

[Chorus]
I want a bag, you want my bag, so we chasing the same thing
I did you bad, okay, my bad, baby, this ain’t the same thing
You wanna stand on side a nigga, you knowing my name ring
All these diamonds blind a nigga, my watch and my chain bling
You gon’ stand on side a nigga, yeah
You gon’ stand on side a nigga, yeah
Bet you gon’ stand on side a nigga, you knowing my name ring
I want a bag, you want my bag, so we chasing the same thing

[Verse 2]
Ho, ho, you know I’m pressure when I step out
Somebody take a picture to the jail, I’m ’bout to mail out
Upright, independent feelings, I don’t care ’bout what you care ’bout
Gotta focus on my children, when I can, I try to help out
Some people feeling left out, I’m grinding all last year
If you know me then you know ’bout my year before that year
I was locked behind the fence being discriminated against
Now I got entertainment, women wanna be intimate with the kid
Wanna be intimate with the kid
I been workin’ out on my heart, I’m trying diligently to forget
Then remember what you did
It’s been difficult for to forgive
Finally, I understand it
We come from two different planets
Keeping it platinum so demanding

[Chorus]
I want a bag, you want my bag, so we chasing the same thing
I did you bad, okay, my bad, baby, this ain’t the same thing
You wanna stand on side a nigga, you knowing my name ring
All these diamonds blind a nigga, my watch and my chain bling
You gon’ stand on side a nigga, yeah
You gon’ stand on side a nigga, yeah
Bet you gon’ stand on side a nigga, you knowing my name ring
I want a bag, you want my bag, so we chasing the same thing

Kevin Gates – Betta for You Lyrics

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[Intro]
Say, Islah
Trenchwerk
You know I love you so much, and
XL Eagle made it
My baby, and I just
I want you to know this shit, you heard me? No matter what
Nard & B

[Chorus]
It seem like every day you growin’, I’m like wow
I love to see you smile, bae, it kill me when you cry
I wish I could hide you from the world but I know I
Can’t stop none of this pain you ’bout to feel ’cause I’m not God
Bae, I wish I could be better for you, better for you
Bae, I wish I could be better for you, better for you
Baby, one day I’ll better for you, better for you
Baby, one day I’ll better for you, better for you, baby

[Verse 1]
Your mother had you water birthed and I skipped out, I was scared
I was afraid to be a failure, prayed my faith would prevail
I came back, you had an attitude, you was young but you knew
90 days back in BR, then I decided I’m through
I’m in the streets and I’m sippin’, can’t lay down on my children
Went back to jail after your birthday, I went in on a Monday
In compliance with my agent, they detained me for nothing
God must’ve saved from something, maybe myself and my money
Obtained some wealth and quit hustling, now I’m doing it with music
Safe to say I’m flying smarter by the way I’m raising my daughter
Hope you meet a man that’s thoughtful that remind you of your father
I take as much of your pain as I can whenever you call

[Chorus]
It seem like every day you growin’, I’m like wow
I love to see you smile, bae, it kill me when you cry
I wish I could hide you from the world but I know I
Can’t stop none of this pain you ’bout to feel ’cause I’m not God
Bae, I wish I could be better for you, better for you
Bae, I wish I could be better for you, better for you
Baby, one day I’ll better for you, better for you
Baby, one day I’ll better for you, better for you, baby

[Verse 2]
Your Uncle Mozzy died, I know you’re starting to realize what that mean
Magic on Monday just for wings, ride around and sip lean
Studios and gas stations every day, this just me
I tell you bye, I watch you cry ’cause you ain’t want me to leave
I bring a sack, we sit there, run through that together
We so much alike, you sensitive, that mean be careful
Stand on what I taught you, bae, respect yourself forever
Make your own decisions, we all got feelings, some people gon’ ruffle your feathers
Your brother, make sure he protect you
And I mean it, make sure you protected
A few storms you gon’ have to weather
While it’s goin’, might seem like forever
It only last for a matter of seconds
Stay strong how you get a blessing
Stay humble, not ever neglecting
For love, you just one of them lessons

[Chorus]
It seem like every day you growin’, I’m like wow
I love to see you smile, bae, it kill me when you cry
I wish I could hide you from the world but I know I
Can’t stop none of this pain you ’bout to feel ’cause I’m not God
Bae, I wish I could be better for you, better for you
Bae, I wish I could be better for you, better for you
Baby, one day I’ll better for you, better for you
Baby, one day I’ll better for you, better for you, baby

[Outro]
Trenchwerk

Kevin Gates – By My Lonely Lyrics

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[Intro]
Killers in my hood, they know me by my first name
You know ’em by their work name, I know ’em by their birth name
Type of weight make a man stand on principle
Kill yourself but get your whole fam slammed on principle

[Chorus]
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
Fuck nigga, I don’t wanna be your homie (For real)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, Speaker Knockerz, I just ordered up, I got a hundred in
Keep the mop, watch how you talk to me, bitch, I’m not one of them
General for real, g-give a decree, the streets salute me
Sweaty sheets, jumpin’ up outta my sleep, this how we gotta go eat
Safety pin apiece, cocaine resin stuck on the side of the scale
Watchin’ the cameras
If you can deal with the smell, dealin’ with paraphernal’
Weight in the pale, keepin’ ’em off of the trail
Texture up under my nails
Storm comin’, bond money, inevitable that you sit in a cell

[Chorus]
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
Fuck nigga, I don’t wanna be your homie (For real)

[Verse 2]
Sick and tired of my phone ringin’, workin’ that bitch, I’m takin’ a call (Hello)
Workin’ with bricks, I’m drivin’ a car, (Killer) got my body hard
Big ol’ stepper with a rod, shop in the mall, no bodyguard
Heavy metal in my section, I’m controllin’, I’m in charge
It’s the heavily respected, I’ll take a bitch to war
Bitch, I got steppers in my section, bodies on their firearms
Blow the clothes off your back, boom, boom, set off car alarms
C-C-Carbon with a drum, tiger, you no try to run
Give a fuck ’bout your Chanel (I don’t)
I’m tied in with the mayor (Achoo)
Go sit down, went to jail
I’m part of the cartel
I’m a Breadwinner don and we came up from nothin’
And we prayed off crumbs, I was raised in the slums

[Chorus]
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
Fuck nigga, I don’t wanna be your homie (For real)