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Author: Azlyrics

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[Intro]
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind? (Haha)
Yeah

[Verse 1]
It’s somewhere offshore, it’s somewhere on tour
The show must go on ’cause they want an encore
I should be happy here, but I always want more
Mom’s house is in escrow, shut the front door
The fuck is my life?
Feel like the Joker holdin’ Harley Quinn
I’d probably do it all again if I could start again
Life gets a little weird here in artist land
While I’m watchin’ the world burn holdin’ Marlon’s hand
The narrator ain’t have time for a wife
Said you met me at a very strange time in my life
We could’ve made this all work if the timing was right
It ain’t 2009 no more, when I was rhymin’ with Cyph
Life is different, reminiscin’ when the lifestyle was simple
When all we needed was an eighth and a Four Loko to get you
But it was never enough, I had to fly through that window
Aim the highest, live the fastest, she couldn’t live at my tempo
But here we are

[Chorus]
Where is my mind? (Uh)
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind? (Yeah)
Tryna hold on before I explode
Might have got lost on this yellow brick road
Where is my mind? (Yeah, uh)

[Verse 2]
Lot of, “Who you love most?”
While you look ’em in the face though
When the world is burning, saying, “Everything’ll be okay, though”
Hardest thing to do, feel like my word is made of Play-Doh
In a world of yes men, it’s been getting harder to say no
They’ll never understand if they tried to rip apart this
Most managers won’t understand the lifestyle of an artist
The price you pay, they’ll never comprehend what it charges
It’s hard to find a light here, but it’s solace in this darkness
Lose my mind on occasion, tend to misplace it
I try to white out my problems, never erased it
I threw a whole lot away while just getting wasted
Some demons hide in plain sight, I still never faced it, but fuck it
This time I’ll look the other way
My destiny manifested is where I’m at today
And this is the game that I always loved to play
I’m where I’m supposed to be and I wouldn’t have it another way
You know?

[Chorus]
Where is my mind? (Uh)
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind? (Yeah)
Tryna hold on before I explode
Might have got lost on this yellow brick road
Where is my mind?

[Interlude]
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?

[Chorus]
Where is my mind? (Uh)
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind? (Yeah)
Tryna hold on before I explode
Might have got lost on this yellow brick road
Where is my mind?

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[Verse 1: Preme & G-Eazy]
Right here in the game, swear I’ma win
Fresh out the pen, ain’t going back there again
My baby mama no drama, said she don’t need me to spend
Told her just cop the car seat and I’ma buy you the Benz (Skrrt-skrrt)
Too real to pretend, this mod got me on ten
This a big boy clock, I call my watch Big Ben
Ya’ll fight for dollars and cents like y’all ain’t got no sense
Niggas killing to live, like would it kill you to live?
If you diss, get mopped, I clean up my shit
My lil’ bro got shot, I felt like I got hit
All my dogs brought sticks, told ’em I got this
Gotta take those risks, we abide by this
I got Danny Phantom and Sauce Boy on the drums, bitch
Come with it, smart nigga, but I’m dumb rich
Yeah, them niggas hatin’, but the bad bitches love this
Thug shit, I could fuck her slow and make her cum quick (Yeah)

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
Hit the studio, I came straight from the YSL fashion show
Word to Anthony Vaccarello, we skipped the after, though
I get this cash to flow, models asking, “Who has the blow?”
Uppers and downers, can’t tell if I’m moving fast or slow
She just took acid, just kicked in
Got the big face Rollie, call my watch Big Ben
Zero to sixty in three, this a big boy Benz
Black on black, I whipped the Batmobile, it must be him
Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt, skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt
I’m killing ’em when I’m in my ‘Rari, feel like a hearse
My garage look like the Jay Leno lot, your feelings hurt
I threw her ten, she put some new plastic under her shirt, look
It’s just a gesture, you’re welcome, look, it’s my pleasure
Put a Birkin on her dresser, it’s like she discovered treasure
Plus the YSL clutch, really, it took no effort
I’m Curry in the clutch, look, I dominate under pressure, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: G-Eazy]
Burning cash, wonder where it all goes
Money like the Chapos and Pablos
Paper six feet, fucking tall hoes
This watch don’t tick-tock, but it’s all froze

[Chorus: G-Eazy]
Got the big face Rollie call my watch Big Ben
Got the big face Rollie call my watch Big Ben
Got the big face Rollie call my watch Big Ben
Call my watch Big Ben, call my watch Big Ben (Yeah)

[Verse 3: G-Eazy]
My piece she put her tongue on, ain’t fucking ‘less the glove’s on
I’m stuck inside her head just like a love song, no doubt
Been one of the best out, your music got me stressed out
‘Cause they ain’t got no bars like they fresh out, big clout
Talk about the best, you got me fucked up if I’m left out
The only white boy in the world who could bring the west out
Girls at my shows on shoulders, she pulls her breasts out
On her boyfriend, he’s miserable, feeling left out
Last night we got high as shit, almost feel like I died a bit
I just fucked a stranger, I asked her name while she ride my dick
Rumors spreading quick, I tell her to chill and quiet it
Rock and roll stories I’ll save the rest for the biopic (Yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: G-Eazy]
Burning cash, wonder where it all goes
Money like the Chapos and Pablos
Paper six feet, fucking tall hoes
This watch don’t tick-tock, but it’s all froze

[Chorus: G-Eazy]
Got the big face Rollie call my watch Big Ben
Got the big face Rollie call my watch Big Ben
Got the big face Rollie call my watch Big Ben
Call my watch Big Ben, call my watch Big Ben

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[Intro: G-Eazy]
Yeah, you know? Uh

[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
I really thought my last girl would be my last girl
Life changes quicker when you live inside a fast world
She ain’t want the last name, she just want the last word
On everything I love, your middle name was all my passwords
I ain’t think our last fight would be our last fight
I guess we couldn’t chalk that up to just a bad night
But life goes on, that’s how it goes, you know that’s right
I’m thankin’ God my last flight was not my last flight
I really thought my last address would be my last address
I really thought my last arrest would be my last arrest
My heart breaks in half every time Suzanne is stressed
I’m tryna make it up to mama, I don’t plan for less
She still correct me when I fuck up, when I’m feelin’ pressed
Said “I just bought a crib for you, come on now, Mom, we’re blessed”
I spoke it all into existence, watched it manifest
She said “Don’t hang that over my head”
I said “You right” and I just let it rest
Damn, I really put a roof over her head, that’s facts
They couldn’t walk a block if we changed shoes
Swear I kept my receipts, I really pay dues
Life is heavy here, this not the everyday blues
Publications, they just want to say what they choose
If somethin’ happens in my life it’s front-page news
It’s from the heart for all my day ones, not my day twos
It’s by my demons and angels, yeah

[Chorus: Miguel & The Game]
I’m just gettin’ hotter and it’s colder
Demons and angels on my shoulders
Every open door require closure
Keep goin’ ’til it’s over
The highs and lows can get exhaustin’
Every option got it’s cost
Please don’t judge me for my faults
Through my wins and all my losses
Don’t lose your conscience
Pay attention to your thoughts, yeah
Just be cautious
Make this shit just what you wanted
(Yeah, it ain’t gon’ take long, G)

[Verse 2: The Game]
Niggas out here think life is G-Eazy, I pray for ’em
Cross my heart and let the Desert Eagle wait for ’em
And I don’t harbor hate, but, one must wonder
You got that YSL concealer on, what’s hidin’ up under?
I feel bad, ’cause I could have made you mine last summer
I seen the James Harden in you, yeah, OKC Thunder
I know your last nigga beat you like he was yo’ drummer
I know that life got better soon as we exchanged our numbers
So here we go, Turks and Caicos, yeah, everything lit
Everything packed, take the Gucci out so everything fit
And we ‘gon roll like a kickball, cross over like Chris Paul
Get lost somewhere in Dubai, feet in the sand, gettin’ these sticks off
Wear my heart on a sleeve of this Off-White hoodie
You need some time to grow up, I know, I drafted a rookie (Yeah)
I’m Phil Jackson in this ill jacket
Pardon my head, yeah, I feel like I wrote Illmatic
And Stillmatic, I should get ‘Ill Will’ tatted
39 a year after I said I wouldn’t and I’m still at it
Still hold my dick, yup, with the steel at it
Hop out the Lambo like a dryer, yeah, it’s still static
I ain’t ‘gon lie, I still fuck bitches in my pastime
I know I told you the last girl was the last time
I gotta go, especially since this my last line
‘Fore I do, smoke this last blunt for the last time (Uh)
‘Fore I do, smoke this last blunt for the last time

[Chorus: Miguel]
I’m just gettin’ hotter and it’s colder
Demons and angels on my shoulders
Every open door require closure
Keep goin’ ’til it’s over
The highs and lows can get exhaustin’
Every option got it’s cost
Please don’t judge me for my faults
Through my wins and all my losses
Don’t lose your conscience
Pay attention to your thoughts, yeah
Just be cautious
Make this shit just what you wanted

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[Intro]
G-Eazy, what up?
From the Bay to the universe
JetsonMade another one

[Chorus: French Montana]
Fuck a scrimmage, this ain’t practice
We put asses in the rafters
Fuck on bitches that got boyfriends
But they boyfriends full time cappers
Full time cappers
Bitch, I fold them like a futon mattress
We don’t fuck with full time cappers
We don’t fuck with full time cappers

[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
Fuck you talkin’ ’bout, bitch? You sound stupid, you sound childish
I might pull up in that classic 1965 low mileage
Slimane should be my stylist, mixin’ new Celine with Palace
Drink liquor all night, green juice all day, life’s all about balance, listen (Yee)
Think before you talk, there might just be some goons around us (Ayy)
You trippin’ and tonight you gon’ find out how wild the town is (Be cool)
And everything’s not fiction, it ain’t nothing fake about us
Been searching for my hot girl, I told Megan bring some Stallions (Yee)
At fashion week Milan, I’m out here snatching these Italians (Ayy)
Don’t drop the ball, the only thing I drop is Platinum albums (What else?)
Drop ex hoes, drop bad habits, drop fire shit, still drop acid
Drop a pin, I’m pulling up like ‘bam-bam’ all on your mattress

[Chorus: French Montana & Moneybagg Yo]
Fuck a scrimmage, this ain’t practice
We put asses in the rafters
Fuck on bitches that got boyfriends
But they boyfriends full time cappers
Full time cappers
Bitch, I fold them like a futon mattress
We don’t fuck with full time cappers
We don’t fuck with full time cappers (G-Eazy, what it do?)

[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
If you think I’m fuckin’ your bitch, ask her
I told her play her part, never
I can see right through the lie, Casper
Shot off right up to the top, NASA (Add it up)
You niggas cappers but my extendo as long as a cane (It came with a 30)
I’m not a rapper, got raised by trappers, they taught me the game (OGs)
Got on them frames by Louis (Eat it up), but I wear my heart on my sleeve (Trippin’)
These Amiris, not Trueys (No, sir), we did that in 2013 (Put it up)
Snap back, you niggas so cap, my ice clear, your water look tap
Dick in her mouth, I’m fillin’ her gap (Uh)
No rap cap, 100K in my lap

[Chorus: French Montana]
Fuck a scrimmage, this ain’t practice
We put asses in the rafters
Fuck on bitches that got boyfriends
But they boyfriends full time cappers
Full time cappers
Bitch, I fold them like a futon mattress
We don’t fuck with full time cappers
We don’t fuck with full time cappers

[Verse 3: G-Eazy]
Bitch, you not a factor (You not), you just an actor (Ayy)
Hit her from the back (Ayy), she got it backwards (Uh)
Feel like I’m the shit (Shit), like, “Where my Pampers?” (You know)
Thousand dollar tip, yeah (For what?) For all the dancers (Whoo)
Took a stylish bitch (Ayy) right to the Hamptons
Now she on the injured list, yeah (Why?) ‘Cause she was active
They be fighting for the dick, yeah, ’cause I’m attractive
Money falling on the kid, yeah, feel like a magnet
This is not an instant replay, this life for real
They gone do whatever we say, that’s la famille
Today feel just like my b-day, just signed a deal
I think she down for the three-way, she said she will
Seen that ass I want to jump on, that shit go ‘ba-bum’
Her face I want to bust on, she said “Uh-uh”
“You gon’ fuck up my makeup”, skeet on her Revlon
As-salāmu ʿalaykum, this ain’t no love song

[Chorus: French Montana ]
Fuck a scrimmage, this ain’t practice
We put asses in the rafters
Fuck on bitches that got boyfriends
But they boyfriends full time cappers
Full time cappers
Bitch, I fold them like a futon mattress
We don’t fuck with full time cappers
We don’t fuck with full time cappers

[Outro: G-Eazy]
French, I love you forever, I swear to God
Moneybagg Yo, what’s up?
Straight up

[Interlude]
You said what?
Yeah, players have fun, suckas have none
What’s the word of the day, OG?
Well, the good book said wasn’t gonna be but a few and I’m one of ’em
A lot was called, but only a few was real with ’em, wa— was chosen
You know, you be true to the game, the game be true to you
And treat ya people right, ’cause the same people you meet goin’ up the same people you meet comin’— you goin’ down

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[Intro]
Yeah (It’s time for the ninety-nine)
Ayy, yeah

[Chorus]
One of one, ain’t no one like me
One of one, ain’t no one like you
Yeah, we the shit together
Let’s go around the world hittin’ licks together, yeah
One of one ain’t no one like us
Why the fuck you think they don’t like us?
Ay, we the shit together
Let’s go around the world hittin’ licks together (Uh)

[Verse 1]
You my bitch forever
I wanna mob with you, hittin’ licks together
Through thick and thin we stick together
Let’s run a threesome, hit a bitch together, yeah
But honestly, we’re enough together
Let’s move to Paris and be rich forever
Then maybe go half on some kids together
Settle down in Florence, baby, it’s whatever, yeah
Wintertime we can switch the furs
40K a piece, cop his and hers
Vicuña plus got the Birkin purse
Scenic route in the ‘Rari while the engine purrs

[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, you make the boy calm down
I just want to hear you sing this song out loud
Uh, and she loyal to the core
I’m worried about her, I ain’t worried ’bout yours

[Chorus]
One of one, ain’t no one like me
One of one, ain’t no one like you
Yeah, we the shit together
Let’s go around the world hittin’ licks together, yeah
One of one ain’t no one like us
Why the fuck you think they don’t like us?
Ay, we the shit together
Let’s go around the world hittin’ licks together

[Verse 2]
Bonnie and Clyde, no reason to switch
Ready to die, it’s just me and my bitch
We out to Dubai when the seasons switch
Left some girls in the past, I ain’t seen ’em since
Call from the plane as it takes off for you
Came to see you, took some days off for you
One life to live, I would die for you
Whatever you ask, you know I would supply for you
Rolex, Chanel clutch I buy for you
Cartier nail bracelet ’cause I adore you
Answer whenever you call, I won’t ignore you
2000 roses Venus ET Fleur, yeah, I’ll spoil you

[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, you make the boy calm down
I just want to hear you sing this song out loud
Yeah, and she loyal to the core
Worried about her, I ain’t worried ’bout yours

[Chorus]
One of one, ain’t no one like me
One of one, ain’t no one like you
Yeah, we the shit together
Let’s go around the world hittin’ licks together, yeah
One of one ain’t no one like us
Why the fuck you think they don’t like us?
Ay, we the shit together
Let’s go around the world hittin’ licks together

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[Intro]
Haha (Nitrose)
This a sick one, yeah
New York City, the city of dreams
Yeah, uh, yeah

[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
Staying up, they’re like, “What do you got against sleep?”
Playing Donnis first tape, presented by 10.Deep
Spending money like, “Fuck it,” because I ain’t cheap
Look, when you go away, it ain’t shit that you can keep
Feel like fuck it, we partying, going mad dumb
Up&Down, all these Soho girls wanna have fun
Life is easy when all you doing is taking photos
She got a couple of scars, but she don’t like to show those
Her agent books her a cover and everything is great
I can’t recall where I met her, a simple twist of fate
She ain’t used to all-nighters, so she thinks 6 is late
The sun is up and these demons still tryna pass a plate
Couple drugs in my system, faded, my vision is blurry
Phone on one percent, I called an Uber quick in a hurry
Die, fuck it, I’m here, now my phone is dead
I’m fucked up, I know I should go to bed, but fuck it

[Chorus: G-Eazy]
We don’t never really sleep, I’m still up now
Dodging raindrops, tryna duck clouds
I don’t fuck with people, I don’t like crowds
It’s my world and I don’t give a fuck now, yeah
Got me thinking ’bout my life
If I could do it all again, I’d do it twice
If I could do it all again, Lord, forgive me for my sins
This city never sleeps under bright lights, yeah

[Verse 2: Dex Lauper]
Can’t believe my brother died outside of grandma house
He just took a bullet to the brain, now I’m standing under a cloud
No one ever gonna give a fuck about you now
That’s why I ride around with a stain and there ain’t no looking down
As a youngin, the devil pulled up and mama gave him my soul
When you try and buy your masters back, and then your death’s the goal
But how you gon’ tell me about this life when you ain’t got your soul?
Drug you up like a puppet, and then they go and take control
I lost my brother, had to go ‘head and look at my life
If I regret it or I’m just go’n ‘head and just get that ice
If I’m in Inglewood, then I’m just with my blooda Ice
I’m on a time where I might just go ahead and risk my life
See all them times when you do wrong, know you gon’ pay the price
I swear that karma the biggest bitch I met up in my life
In this industry, that’s all they know is sacrifice
They tried to go tell me they just wanna take my life

[Chorus: G-Eazy]
We don’t never really sleep, I’m still up now
Dodging raindrops, tryna duck clouds
I don’t fuck with people, I don’t like crowds
It’s my world and I don’t give a fuck now, yeah
Got me thinking ’bout my life
If I could do it all again, I’d do it twice
If I could do it all again, Lord, forgive me for my sins
This city never sleeps under bright lights, yeah

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[Intro: Kodak Black & Gucci Mane]
Big boy diamonds (Burr)
I’m that big boy stepper, I’m that stepper
All my steps calculated, I’m that stepper, nigga (Free Kodak, ASAP)
Remember that, I’m the one that’s stepping, nigga
I’ma step, one thing about me, yeah
I’m in London, got my beat from London (Go)

[Chorus: Kodak Black & Gucci Mane]
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’ (Damn)
This ain’t a grill
Ice on my teeth, yeah, it’s permanent
Bought a new gun and I dirtied it
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’
Big boy diamonds

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
Beat down your lady vagina, rockin’ the latest designer
Pull off like abracadabra, boo-hoo
Pull right back up in a Jag’ with voodoo
Milkin’ these bitches like Yoo-hoo
Shit on these niggas, I doo-doo
I’m passin’ gas like I farted
Boy, if you smelled it, you dealt it
Water on me like I’m meltin’, water
Fuck on your daughter, don’t call her, water
Come here, lil’ bitch, I’m your father, water
Call me daddy, I’m your papi
Comin’ over, drop the addy
I was on Xannies already, I be on mollies already
Fuck all the talkin’, I been done shot ’em already

[Chorus: Kodak Black & Gucci Mane]
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’
This ain’t a grill
Ice on my teeth, yeah, it’s permanent
Bought a new gun and I dirtied it
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’ (Go)
Big boy diamonds

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I’ma be icy in Heaven
Diamonds on me and they white like a wife at the wedding
I done shot dice with my celly
I taught a lifer a lesson
I put that knife on the peasant (Huh)
I bought the choppers already
Gucci the G.O.A.T. but you know it already (G.O.A.T.)
Scope on the rifle, I’m holdin’ it steady
Diamond AP like Elvis Presley, dancin’ (Wop)
Play like you hard, but you sweeter than jelly
Bitch, I’m the shit, it ain’t shit you can tell me (Huh)
Her stomach on flat ’til my dick in her belly
Think I’m a lick, spend a brick on a Presi’
Christmas, I want a stick for a present
Baguette Chopard, it’s factory setted (Bling)
Run up on Wop and you’ll never forget it
I broke the dam, I told ’em to flood it
I want the cash, I don’t want the credit
Went in my stash and gave me a budget
My pockets so budgy that bitches is callin’ me handsome
That then, was callin’ me ugly (Huh?)
I caught a rash from countin’ the money
I’m changin’ the climate like global warming (Bling)
She seen the charm and said I’m charming
The watch on my arm, it come with an army

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’
This ain’t a grill
Ice on my teeth, yeah, it’s permanent
Bought a new gun and I dirtied it
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’
Big boy diamonds

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[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Zaytoven
Huh
They should put me on SportsCenter with all this ballin’ I be doin’ (Gucci)
You can’t see Wop on your best day, nigga (Gang)
It’s Gucci
Huh

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Trappin’ all day on the goddamn skreets
I didn’t even have nowhere to goddamn sleep
I remember recordin’ in Zay’ mama basement
Way, way, way before he ever had a placement (On God)
Dead bodies in the bando, we called it a vacant (Bando)
Smokin’, drinkin’, sellin’ dope but I was on probation (Facts)
Turned into a killer soon as I left my Cecilia (Straight up)
I don’t think they feel ya ’til the ghetto try to kill ya’ (Oh Lord)
Free my niggas in the system, motherfuck the system
If you a snitch, fuck you and who snitchin’ with ya (Fuck ya)
Loan money walk, let the lady take her picture (Mwah)
Not every day the bitch see a million dollar nigga (Well damn)
Hired killers with me now, I can’t be a victim (Pow, pow)
Choppa close by all the time, I’m buckin’ the system
Diamonds precious, but nothin’s more precious than wisdom (Bling)
The fresh is in the buildin’, bless the ghetto-children (Bless ’em)
Fronted me to pack, I ain’t pound ’em back, I’m buckin’
Been known to buck the system, call the plug and told ’em, “Fuck ’em”
Pockets swole for parole, I feel is an injustice
For me to be broke and strugglin’, I can’t be out hustlin’ (Gucci)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I’m buckin’, I’m buckin’, I’m buckin’
I’m buckin’, I’m buckin’, I’m buckin’ the system
I’m buckin’ on niggas, I’m buckin’ up pistols
I’m takin’ up pistols and kill ’em
I’m buckin’, I’m buckin’, I’m buckin’
I’m buckin’, I’m buckin’, I’m buckin’ the system
Don’t fuck with these niggas
Don’t rock with these niggas
They try me, I’m buckin’ the system

[Verse 2: Kevin Gates]
Breadwinner fly and I’m goin’ out gangsta’
Gold mouth dawg and your homeboy fakin’
Breadwinner landlord, need a little favor
Peterbilt, eighteen-wheeler with the reefer trailer
I don’t get a load in, I’ma send a load, bitch
Shot the strong arm to the judge up in court, bitch
Ding-dong, push button bricks, front door shit
1017, nigga, Breadwinner, Brick Squad! (Brick Squad!)
I control a forklift, yeah, they just sent four
Hundred round discharge, writin’ on the clipboard
Put you in the coffin, I bought a new fit for it
Bite a nigga apple (Baow), MacBook laptop
Droptop, MAC-11, ridin’ with the strap out
Got my own blueprint, guess I got it mapped out
Just was on Carolina, standin’ in the trap house
Said I wouldn’t be shit, think I didn’t hear about it
Now a nigga clip cost bigger than your real house
I get on a helicopter blindfold to Mexico
You pull up to meet a middle man at Texaco
Breadwinner safeguard, run off on who?
You gotta send the money ‘fore the load come through
Nigga Peewee League, pay with peewee cheese
I be overseas, I’m in Medellín with it
If you takin’ my lick, I got felonies, nigga
Livin’ like that when I fell in these systems
Real Hermés, what we sell in these trenches
Deal cocaine, but the recipe different
Ask Lee Lucas if I’m cut like that
Real street nigga, but the pedigree different
Pillow talk ’bout me, you a jelly bean nigga
I slam on your fam’ if you tell on me nigga
I slam on your fam’ if you tell on me nigga

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I’m buckin’, I’m buckin’, I’m buckin’
I’m buckin’, I’m buckin’, I’m buckin’ the system
I’m buckin’ on niggas, I’m buckin’ up pistols
I’m takin’ up pistols and kill ’em
I’m buckin’, I’m buckin’, I’m buckin’
I’m buckin’, I’m buckin’, I’m buckin’ the system
Don’t fuck with these niggas
Don’t rock with these niggas
They try me, I’m buckin’ the system

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[Intro]
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up

[Pre-Chorus: Quavo]
Woo, uh, I made a million off scratch (Scratch)
Then put this drip in the bag (Drip)
Came for the modelin’ bitches, no Nats (No Nats)
The lean by the bottle, no tax (Drank)
12 think the coupe was hijacked (Hijack)
Back in the day, I was into that (Into that)
Now the bags come in by the max

[Chorus: Quavo]
Ayy, ayy, came from scratch
Ayy, ayy, came from scratch
Ayy, ayy, raise your racks
Ayy, ayy, raise your racks
Ayy, ayy, came from scratch
Ayy, ayy, came from scratch
Ayy, ayy, raise your racks
Ayy, ayy, raise your racks, ayy

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Nah, I’m not into pitty pat (Nah)
Nah, I’m not into internet (Nah)
Get it, young nigga, go scratch that (Scratch that)
Comin’ up on the North, he won’t last, yeah (Nah)
My wrist baguetty blasted (Blasted)
My bitch fleek with the lashes (Fleek)
My gang, they put you in caskets (Gang)
We kill ’em with whips and fashion (Whip)
McLaren, the Benz, the Lambo I’m smashin’
Pullin’ out of the mansion (Skrrt)
In the Maybach, relaxin’ (‘Laxin’)
But the Demon, the ‘Cat are the fastest (Nyoom)
You think that it’s a fantasy (Woo), the way that my salary cappin’ (Cappin’)
Me and Guwop, we be laughin’ (Haha), they wanna be partners again, they relapsin’

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Man, I seen it from a mile away, they tryna get some clout (Clout)
I know what you about (‘Bout), I know without a doubt (Doubt)
I dropped the top, I know it’s one, no need to cut it out (Huh?)
The money what it’s ’bout (‘Bout)
My bitch bag cost a house (Guwop)
I shine too hard, offend folks without even openin’ my mouth (Huh?)
I needed folks, they left me dead, they kicked me, I was down (Damn)
Picked myself up off the ground, the blue cheese bailed me out (Honest)
My bank roll is on gout right now, so sick, can’t leave the house (Egh)
Some leeches tried to ride my wave, but all of them wiped out (Wiped)
My house so big I got lost, couldn’t even find my way around (Where?)
Some haters played some games with me, but now they in the ground (Ground)
Dirty money, Gucci Mane, no hundreds in the ground (Guwop)

[Chorus: Quavo]
Ayy, ayy, came from scratch
Ayy, ayy, came from scratch
Ayy, ayy, raise your racks
Ayy, ayy, raise your racks
Ayy, ayy, came from scratch
Ayy, ayy, came from scratch
Ayy, ayy, raise your racks
Ayy, ayy, raise your racks
Ayy, ayy

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[Intro]
DY Krazy
8…
Skrrt

[Chorus]
Homicide with malice, a lot of niggas jealous (Yeah)
I wrote the streets a ballad, I woke up on a pallet (Mm)
Gucci my suspenders, I used to get suspended (Guwop)
Stay far away from snitches, I highly recommend it (Racks)

[Verse]
I’m ’bout them racks like Venus (Racks), but I don’t play no tennis (Venus)
My smile done brought me millions (Smile), so shoutout to my dentist (Shoutout)
You lightweight, get your weight up (Light), and stay out Gucci business (Guc’)
There’s sharks out here, don’t get ate up (Gr), I’m not really friendly (Nah)
You haters get your hate up (Hater), you ants couldn’t even pinch me (Mm)
I own the team I play for (Uh), so you could never bench me (No)
I spend cash like it’s playful (Racks), feel like that’s what it’s made for (Yeah)
‘Dem broke days made me grateful (Ooh), ‘dem court dates made me hateful (Fuck)
I’m not talkin’ the weekend, but I’m talkin’ ’bout Abel (Huh?)
You see this shit that Cain did, and they weren’t even strangers (Damn)
My daddy dead, my momma dead (Mom), so God sent me some angels (Pa)
I’m from East Atlanta, catch a thief, cut off his finger (Woo)
Cocaína off the airplane (Guc’), own private hanger
The chopper in the trunk make you do the Macarena (True)
Money in container, shippin’ it to Califina (Woo)
Running circles ’round these squares with these rectangles (Skrrt)
Mountain Park apartments next to Triangle (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, true)
Heard they fucked him with a broom stick and left it in his anal
If you dwell on it, think too long, you go insane-ah (Whoa, damn)
Dash your own heroin, they searchin’ for a vein-oh (Yeah)
Dope so good, it clog the pipe line, need Drano (Hoo)
Had to bring the chopsticks and cut that boy up like Maino (Cha-cha)
Twin extended .40, yeah, that’s bangers on bangers (Twin)
Niggas sayin’ that they trappin’, but they R&B singers (Hm)

[Chorus]
Homicide with malice, a lot of niggas jealous (Yeah)
I wrote the streets a ballad, I woke up on a pallet (Mm)
Gucci my suspenders, I used to get suspended (Guwop)
Stay far away from snitches, I highly recommend it (Racks)

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[Intro: Gucci Mane]
SportsCenter
EA
1-0-1-7 (Ziggy)
Ziggy
Zaytoven
Go

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Sleepin’ on the racks last night, I done fucked around and woke up with a crick in my neck
Got so lit last night, woke up with a buttnaked bitch in my jet
Iced out baguettes on my chest
Bouldercrest tatted in ink on my flesh
I’m the boss, it’s a brick on my desk
Brain so good, yeah, she cheat on her test
Got so high one night, woke up with an ice cream cone on my cheek (How?)
Last night dripped so hard courtside, had to call the mop boy to my seat (Wow)
At the Super Bowl in my suite (Yeah)
Ballin’ so hard, need cleats (Ballin’)
Human highlight like ‘Nique (‘Nique)
And my diamonds are so unique (Bling)
Heard the alphabet boys still watchin’ me
All this D&G on me and my freak (Dolce)
Versace fork and plate when I eat and sleep
And I don’t like to talk, talk cheap (Cheap)
Last night, me and my peeps (Peeps)
Pulled up to the yacht three deep (Deep)
Hundred bad bitches like Freaknik
Diamonds dancing on me like yeet (Iceburg)

[Verse 2: Yung Mal]
I’m that same lil’ dusty lil’ feet
Nigga got rich, now I feel like I’m Pee
Had to sleep on the floor, now it’s courtside seat
I got it scorching, they pay me fifteen just so I rap on they beat
Come to 1’5, you can get ’em for cheap
Still run through the 6
I got shooters on Moreland, my diamonds like water
My Rollie be frosty, it’s colder than Boston (Brr)
Buddy got shot when he reached (Got popped)
Bitch, I’m Big Iceburg, need a mink
Bitch got curved, she don’t mean nothin’ to me (Bitch)
He got some nerve, think he gettin’ it like me (Hah)
I made a thirty this morning while you was asleep (Steph Curry)
I did that boy dirty, I shot him from the three
You don’t know a young nigga that’s rockin’ like me
Keep a pocket full of motherfuckin’ broccoli

[Verse 3: OJ Da Juiceman]
Let these fish take a swim, ayy
Still catchin’ plays by Crim, yeah
Bouldercrest, nigga, we tempt, ayy
Yay still jumpin’ out the gym, yeah
Never ever lose, just win, ayy
Still on the ‘Crest gettin’ it in, yeah
Still sellin’ dope behind tint, ayy
Forty whole thousand on my wrist, yeah
Ballin’ on these niggas, big player, yeah
Still got the work, brick layer, ayy
Real player from the Himalayas, yeah
Wet, diamond water like a whale, yeah
Fifty whole bricks, ten bales, yeah
Used to send work by the mail, ayy
Got tired of takin’ them L’s, yeah
Nigga, I’m a Bouldercrest mayor, ayy

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[Intro]
Wop
Huh
Brr

[Chorus]
No opps or adversaries left, they all are dead and buried (Gone)
Glizock in my Bur-Bur-Bur-Bur-Bur-Bur-Bur-Burberry (Burr)
Slam the dunk on Maynard Terrace like LeBron did Jason Terry (Woo)
You pussies super scary, put that on the Virgin Mary (Huh?)
You make the hood embarrassed, but I made it legendary (Six)
Spend money, I don’t cherish it, can’t spend it when you’re buried (Nope)
I tatted my hood on me, I’m really from the slum
Diamonds look so good on me, I came up off of crumbs (Bling)

[Verse 1]
Tattoos on my face, the media said it was dumb (Dummy)
Mama threw me out her house for trappin’, I was young (Money)
A crook, I get no sympathy, the judge denied the bond (Fuck)
Niggas know what’s up with me, this ain’t no water gun (Bow)
Missed the shots they took at me, the pussy tried to run (Run)
Keep speakin’ down on Gucci’s name, I’m gon’ cut out your tongue (Rrr)
Chopstick like a guitar, yeah, he ran, didn’t have a chance (Huh)
Dancin’ with the devil, got my man and did the line

[Pre-Chorus]
Nobody said nothin’, somehow haters bring me up (Huh?)
Suck it ’til I nut, then clean me up (Huh?)
One just ain’t enough, sometimes I got ’em teamin’ up (Guwop)
Summer over with, Gucci hot as fuck (Guwop)

[Chorus]
No opps or adversaries left, they all are dead and buried (Gone)
Glizock in my Bur-Bur-Bur-Bur-Bur-Bur-Bur-Burberry (Burr)
Slam the dunk on Maynard Terrace like LeBron did Jason Terry (Woo)
You pussies super scary, put that on the Virgin Mary (Pussies)
You make the hood embarrassed, but I made it legendary (Six)
Spend money, I don’t cherish it, can’t spend it when you’re buried (Nah)
I tatted my hood on me, I’m really from the slum
Diamonds look so good on me, I came up off of crumbs (Bling)

[Verse 2]
Haters don’t exist, we can’t co-exist (No)
What’s trap rap to you? Before I rapped, I had a brick (Oh)
Like gettin’ a rebound, goin’ coast-to-coast with no assist (Go)
Your ho on my dick, you can’t throw her shit (Woo)
My ho, your ho, they know, can’t play broke, they know I’m rich (They know)
The secret out the lid, (Huh?) I tried to keep it hid (Damn)
My ho act like a jit, don’t get what she want, throw a fit (Wah)
I’m thinkin’ that I’m tonin’ down, they say I’m goin’ big (Big)

[Pre-Chorus]
Nobody said nothin’, somehow haters bring me up (Huh?)
Suck it ’til I nut, then clean me up (Huh?)
One just ain’t enough, sometimes I got ’em teamin’ up (Guwop)
Summer over with, Gucci hot as fuck (Guwop)

[Chorus]
No opps or adversaries left, they all are dead and buried (Gone)
Glizock in my Bur-Bur-Bur-Bur-Bur-Bur-Bur-Burberry (Burr)
Slam the dunk on Maynard Terrace like LeBron did Jason Terry (Woo)
You pussies super scary, put that on the Virgin Mary (Huh?)
You make the hood embarrassed, but I made it legendary (Six)
Spend money, I don’t cherish it, can’t spend it when you’re buried (Nope)
I tatted my hood on me, I’m really from the slum
Diamonds look so good on me, I came up off of crumbs (Bling)

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[Intro]
(Hype)

[Verse 1]
Sometimes I feel cold, even paralyzed
My interior world needs to sanitize
It might take some friends and a warmer shirt
But you don’t get thick skin without getting burnt

[Chorus]
Nice to know my kind will be on my side
I don’t believe the hype
And you know you’re a terrible sight
But you’ll be just fine
Just don’t believe the hype

[Post-Chorus]
Just don’t believe the hype
Take it from me, you’ll be with your kind, yeah
Just don’t believe the hype
Everywhere you go, you won’t be surprised, yeah
(Hype)

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I feel cold, even paralyzed
My interior world needs to sanitize
It might take some friends and a warmer shirt
But you don’t get thick skin without getting burnt

[Chorus]
Nice to know my kind will be on my side
I don’t believe the hype
And you know you’re a terrible sight
But you’ll be just fine
Just don’t believe the hype
(Take me with you)

[Post-Chorus]
Just don’t believe the hype
Take it from me, you’ll be with your kind, yeah
Just don’t believe the hype
Everywhere you go, you won’t be surprised, yeah
(Hype)

[Break]
(We’re gonna rely pretty heavily
On technology
And energy
To cover up the fact that we’re only two people
But I think we can do it)

[Bridge]
No, I don’t know which way I’m goin’
But I can hear the way, yeah
No, I don’t know which way I’m goin’
But I can hear the way, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
You’ll be with your kind, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
You’ll be with your kind, yeah yeah
No, I don’t know which way I’m goin’ (yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
You’ll be with your kind, yeah yeah
No, I don’t know which way I’m goin’ (yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
You’ll be with your kind, yeah

[Outro]
Just don’t, just don’t
Just don’t believe the… (Hype)
Just don’t, just don’t
Just don’t believe it
Just don’t, just don’t
Just don’t believe the… (Hype)
Just don’t, just don’t
Just don’t believe it

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Uneventful days, uneventful nights
Living in that dark, waiting for the light
Caught up in these neverending battle lines
Everything has changed and nothing feels right

I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know it’s gone
I know, I know, I know it’s gone
Ooh yeah

Neverending days, neverending nights
Everything I say, I know I can’t get right
Let me (?) every morning that light
You might know my name, you don’t know my mind

I don’t even know what’s wrong (the days without you)
Only ten minutes to go (leave me cold and alone)
I don’t even know now
Found my way without you (no no no)
I don’t even know now (oh, gonna leave me alone)

Uneventful days, uneventful nights
Living in that dark, waiting for the light
Nothing you could say could make it come to light
I don’t have a way to make you change your mind

I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know it’s gone
I know, I know, I know
It’s gone
Yeah

Neverending days, neverending nights
Time is moving slow, I don’t even mind
Let me (?) every morning that light

Got nowhere to go, got nowhere to fight

?? gonna work now
??
?
Nothing but a low down, let down
Why don’t I get down, left down
??
In and out of love all night

Neverending days, neverending nights
Everything I do, you know I don’t do right
I’ve been waiting around all night
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

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[Chorus: Russ & BIA]
Like the way she work, ayy
She always puts me first, ayy
And I know I’ve been around
But I swear you got the best on earth, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, I got drip on the floor and it’s gettin’ nasty
He ain’t keepin’ his hands up off my asscheeks
I got somethin’ to give him and if he asks me
I’m not feelin’ up, baby, I let him gas me

[Verse 1: Russ]
Yeah
Her ass fatter than fat and she got good throat
Sit that cad on my lap, I give it good strokes
I might have to fly her out to Mikanos
Or maybe to Japan so I can hit her like I’m Ichiro
She knows what the fuck is up, I ain’t gotta dumb it down
Tatted like Rihanna, pussy singing like it’s run-of-town
I love it, she’s a freak
I promise if I could, I’d fuck her seven days a week
Face from the middle east, ass from the west indies
Suckin’ the soul up out of my body, rest in peace
Head got me wobblin’
She know I got cameras, she say we should vlog it
I know she got stamina, she say start joggin’, yeah

[Chorus: Russ & BIA]
Like the way she work, ayy
She always puts me first, ayy
And I know I’ve been around
But I swear you got the best on earth, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, I got drip on the floor and it’s gettin’ nasty
He ain’t keepin’ his hands up off my asscheeks
I got somethin’ to give him and if he asks me (Uh)
I’m not feelin’ up, baby, I let him gas me (Uh)

[Verse 2: BIA]
Light me up, light me up
I done seen the whole world and they knowin’ ain’t hot as us
Bankrolls, dank roll, they ain’t really as loud as us
I be hopin’ that it’s love but it really just be the lust
Anything Fort Rush now, it’s [?] on the touchdown
It’s a cold world, get a bust down
How you get my mind before my body and my trust now?
He say life is too short and we should fuck now
I think I’m finna break him, it’s gon’ be quick
He know I ride that dick ’til I get seasick
Wavy lil’ bitch to talk that east shit
Nasty but don’t put nothin’ past me
Now I got the pussy and the power if you ask me

[Chorus: Russ & BIA]
Like the way she work, ayy
She always puts me first, ayy
And I know I’ve been around
But I swear you got the best on earth, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, I got drip on the floor and it’s gettin’ nasty
He ain’t keepin’ his hands up off my asscheeks
I got somethin’ to give him and if he asks me
I’m not feelin’ up, baby, I let him gas me

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[Intro: G-Eazy]
Yeah
Young Gerry, it’s gettin’ scary
Oh

[Chorus: G-Eazy]
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
1da finna let the raw bass drop (Uh)

[Post-Chorus: G-Eazy]
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then

[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
I don’t want friends, I just want M’s (M’s)
I don’t follow trends, I just follow tens (Tens)
Every other week I’ma make a M (M)
I told her, if you make it hard turn it to a ten (Ten)
I’m the type to drop the top while she gives me top
Still the white boy in the club that can’t Milly Rock (Rock)
Still the same and I made a milli of a pop (Pop)
Come to the land of the hyphy, I’m a juggernaut (Juggernaut)
I don’t fuck with Xans, I grew up on Pac (Grew up on Pac)
I get love in Houston the way I rap a lot (I rap a lot)
I don’t eat bacon, I don’t fuck with cops
If I kill the best alive, then it’s suicide
May 24th, I’m a Gemini (I’m a Gemini)
Not a one hit wonder, this is why I’m hot (Why I’m hot)
No Limit, all I got is Me, Myself & I
When I said it’s her and I, that shit was a lie (Yup)

[Chorus: G-Eazy]
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
1da finna let the raw bass drop (Uh)

[Post-Chorus: G-Eazy]
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then

[Verse 2: Gunna]
I feel better that I made it in
Louis sweater on my new bitch, she Canadian (Canadian)
We gon’ let the haters hate again (Hate again)
Top blown, while we speedin’ in the latest Benz (Latest Benz)
Latest Benz, Mercedes-Benz (Mercedes-Benz)
Go under, she said ain’t nobody better than (Better than)
She give me head, make me feel like the president (The president)
I’m cumming while I’m thumbing through these presidents
Pay me cash or what (What)
Gunna in his bag, and this watch cost a car (Car)
Gotta shine like a star (Shine)
We above all the law (law)
Way too many drugs, I do not trust a cop (Nah)
I ran into the plug and I’m not running off (Off)
I love my niggas all so my mom made it, boss (Yeah)
No, we’re not showing love, it’s a line you did cross (Cross)
None of my bitches scrubs, this is dyin’, this is tough (Tough)
They dissin’, they playin’ with us and you dyin’, nigga, caught (Caught)
I’m feelin’ lil’ shawty love, you can find what you want (Want)
I might just spend a lil’ dub, I keep mine in the vault (Vault)
We livin’ it for the club, I be flyin’ like a hawk
Flyin’ like a hawk (Yeah)

[Chorus: G-Eazy]
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
1da finna let the raw bass drop (Uh)

[Post-Chorus: G-Eazy]
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then

[Verse 3: G-Eazy]
I don’t fake to Funk when I fuckin’ flex
Keep it 97, I’m a hundred when I’m at your neck (Yeah)
Still ain’t forget what the fuck you said
You were lyin’, you were sleepin’ on that dirty bed
Old head, man, I’m gettin’ more bread
Hatin’ on a young kid, man that shit is so dead (Uh)
Fuck what a hoe said
Sniff a line off my dick, that’s what I call a cokehead (Ooo)
Feel better, you can hate me then
If everybody real, what that make me then?
Found out I was a star ’round nine or 10 (nine or 10)
And shit ain’t really been the same ever since
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
Run all the way back when I face opps (Opps)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
Boi-1da finna let the raw bass drop (Uh)

[Chorus: G-Eazy]
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
1da finna let the raw bass drop (Uh)

[Post-Chorus: G-Eazy]
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then

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[Intro]
Yeah
Haha, these niggas was playin’ with Camp, for real
Fuck wrong with these niggas?
Ha, these niggas got they style from me, fool
Yeah (King of the Vibes)

[Verse]
Woke up to some tweets about a homecoming (What?)
While I’m readin’ all this fuck shit, I’m still thumbin’ (Brr)
Still gunnin’, I got racks, split it with the guys (Guys)
I swear these niggas, they gon’ hate it when a nigga rise
I got a pretty bitch named Nina, keep her on my side (Fuck)
No, I ain’t have to cop the Lamb, but I just love to glide (Ooh)
These pussy niggas prolly hatin’ cause I’m inside
They baby mama, I’ma truck it just like Roll Tide (Truck it)
I’m fully loaded, I’ma shoot it ’til the clip gone (Brr)
These niggas fuck with me from L.A. down to Bowen Homes
And R.I.P. (Woo)
I went from broke to fat pockets, look at me (What?)
I fuck with Texas, give no fucks ’bout PV (What?)
I used to hustle, used to pass out CDs (What?)
Broke niggas watchin’, I’m just prayin’ that they pleased (What?)
How I never let ’em play me? (Nah)
I get big bread, I ain’t gotta say, “Cheese” (Fuck ’em)
Niggas rather post a pic and hide behind the keys (Fuck ’em)
Niggas talkin’ hits, bitch, I got a few of these (Fuck ’em)
I am the culture, I’m the nigga that they sound like (Yeah)
Most these niggas in the game, they just my sound bytes (Facts)
Kiss 5 comin’ soon, what that sound like? (Heat)
Niggas say I ain’t the G.O.A.T., well, that don’t sound right
Niggas always runnin’ ’round sayin’ I’m slept on
Balenciagas on my feet, bitch, don’t get stepped on
Last year, I lost my daughter, do you know the pain?
But y’all don’t know ’cause I don’t let y’all in on everything (Nah)
It’s been plenty sunny days that I just pray it rain (Yeah)
Yeah, I been goin’ through some shit, the devil on my brain (Yeah)
Put plenty niggas in positions, then they switched sides
It’s alright, I’m still poppin’ like a fish fry
I’m too live, threw some rings on my fist, why?
So you can see them diamonds when I tell your bitch, “Bye”
I miss my granddaddy, Charles, he died earlier this year (Yeah)
At the funeral, and I ain’t even drop a tear
‘Cause I was numb to the pain, I was numb to the hurt (Hurt)
Prayin’ to my grandma, and she told me, “It’s gon’ work” (Grandma)
Told me, “Keep on workin’,” told me, “Step on niggas’ necks” (Necks)
And she in Heaven too, angels on me, yes, I’m blessed (Blessed)
Holdin’ all the weight, I put the pressure on my chest (Yeah)
I’d be lyin’ to you if I said I wasn’t stressed (Yeah)
The money still comin’ so I’m good, ho (Good)
Born in Milwaukee, I still put on for the hood, ho (Yeah)
But the north side raised me, can’t forget that (Yeah)
And I’ma shit on every nigga, just for get-back (Yeah)
Remember how y’all treated me, I won’t forget that (Yeah)
I was fucked up, tryna get a hit back (Yeah)
When I got hits on every project that I dropped, though (Yeah)
And with that homecoming money, I’ma shop, ho (Yeah)
And buy your bitch AMIRIs (Let’s go)
These niggas never mind they business, call ’em Siri (Woo)
I just pray, before I die, these niggas hear me (Niggas hear me)
These niggas broke and they contagious, don’t come near me (Yeah)
Y’all don’t want me on a feature, do you fear me? (Yeah)
Through these Gucci readin’ glasses, I see clearly
Through these Gucci readin’ glasses, I see clearly
And I love all my fans so dearly

[Outro]
Shoutout to my Texas fans
Shoutout to everybody that was talkin’ shit in my, uh, my Twitter this weekend, y’all inspired this shit
I love when I get enough inspiration to go rap, like, right on point
You know what I’m sayin’?
Please keep the hate up ’cause as long as you hate, the money gon’, uh, increase, so, uh, thank you
Good night

Play this song

[Intro: Future]
Wheezy outta here

[Chorus]
Yeah
I get higher than the murder rate (Huh, yeah)
Shut the fuck up, I can’t concentrate (Huh, shit, yeah)
If you try me today, you gon’ die today
On my knees, I been praying for better days
I don’t mean an assist, tryna fade away (Hoo, shit)
Yeah, I be up working all night and days
Your bitch swallow my dick, said she proud of me
No, I don’t mean that bitch is surrounding me
Ain’t no know me I won’t ever change up
All my niggas, they really stay down for me
Double R, I should be in a Range Rove’
I’ma pull up, I’m doing a high speed

[Verse 1]
Weezy F made it, I’m finna kill it, go ahead and bury it
I got my gun, I’ma Mariah Carey it
I love the money so much I’ma marry it
Don’t know how to act, I feel like a barbarian
He don’t want beef, that nigga vegetarian
Gun with a silencer like a librarian
I be the reason all these bitches staring
She swallows my kids, not good at parenting
Pay me a hundred-fifty for appearances
I got a Lamborghini from the dealership
If I don’t buy a car I put it on my wrist (Bling, bling)
Rocking red just like Popovich
Shooting no stock ain’t nobody stopping it
They pocket watching ain’t nobody [?]
[?] MAC-11 with the cooling kit (Ooh)
My niggas coming for you (Ooh)
My niggas coming for you (Ooh)
Ain’t no telling what they gon’ do
Catch ya at the red light, pull up, vroom
She ride my dick like a witch on a broom
When he walked in, we smell bitch in the room
Ayy, shoot that dude
Brah-brah-brah coming out that tool

[Chorus]
Yeah
I get higher than the murder rate (Huh, yeah)
Shut the fuck up, I can’t concentrate (Huh, shit, yeah)
If you try me today, you gon’ die today
On my knees, I been praying for better days
I don’t mean an assist, tryna fade away (Hoo, shit)
Yeah, I be up working all night and days
Your bitch swallow my dick, said she proud of me
No, I don’t mean that bitch is surrounding me
Ain’t no know me I won’t ever change up
All my niggas, they really stay down for me
Double R, I should be in a Range Rove’
I’ma pull up, I’m doing a high speed

[Open Verse]

Play this song

[Chorus]
We wake up when the sun goes down
Neighbor says the smell’s too loud
Ridin’ in my old school thang
Shotgun with my old school babe
So wake me when the sun goes down
Tonight’s my last night in town
I pledge to a flag so grey
No matter what time, the skies are grey, ooh

[Verse 1]
Around this time, was starvin’, no Ramadan, yeah
Nighta robbed you blind
You, you, you, your dad and moms, yeah
Keep that in mind
Fear two things: being broke and dying
Yeah, jump your ass inside, LSD come take this ride
No A-C-I-D, how you get your ass inside, yeah
Take one peek at me, you might get lost in my mind, yeah
Fuck that college shit, that scholarship, let’s hypnotize
Yeah, ooh

[Chorus]
We wake up when the sun goes down
Neighbor says the smell’s too loud
Ridin’ in my old school thang
Shotgun with my old school babe
So wake me when the sun goes down
Tonight’s my last night in town
I pledge to a flag so grey
No matter what time, the skies are grey, ooh

[Verse 2]
That second verse, fresh to death, straight out a hearse
Can’t do no verse, Lord knows-know I got a curse
Bitch, said fuck you bitch, bitch, damn you know I’m your man
Ass, ass, ass, yeah, it’s fuck you, bitch
Clap, clap, clap, you know you bitch
Yeah, I’m speedin’, Lambo two-[?]
Uh, you know we in it, you know
You know, retweetin’ it, uh
Price scales, you beatin’ it
Hotel bookin’, you screen it
I go under to all night, all night, all night
All night, all night, all night like

[Chorus]
We wake up when the sun goes down
Neighbor says the smell’s too loud
Ridin’ in my old school thang
Shotgun with my old school babe
So wake me when the sun goes down
Tonight’s my last night in town
I pledge to a flag so grey
No matter what time, the skies are grey, ooh

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]
Grey! Yeah-yeah-oh
Grey! Yeah-yeah
Grey! Yeah-yeah-oh (Uhuh)
Grey! The sky is grey
Grey! Mmm-mm-mm
Grey! Mmm-mm-mm
Grey! The sky is grey (Uhuh)
Woah-ooh-oh
Grey! Yeah, yeah
Grey! Woah-ooh-oh
Grey! Yeah, yeah (Uhuh)
The sky is grey, yeah, yeah
The sky is grey, mmm-oh
Grey!

[Verse 3]
I’m on that last night trip
She on my last night flip, I flip
She on that last night dip
We on that swing-type [?]
Lil’ pearla-dot, [?] her slit
She gon’ that [?] phone, I got
She on my jambone, bitch
Yeah, last night [?]
Cell phone [?], [?]
[?]
She edgin’ my [?] and oh shit
[?] baby, come on
Cell phone lands in no bitch
Hoes so callin’ to get a bit
[?] that whip

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
The sky is grey, ooh-go
Mmm-mmm, yeah

Play this song

[Chorus]
Tryna get to the bottom
Tryna get to your heart
But I don’t, but I don’t
But I don’t know where to start
At the bottom
But I’ve been kept in the dark
And I don’t, and I don’t know where to start
No matter what I find
I’ll never leave your side
Even at the bottom
I’m tryna get to the bottom

[Verse 1]
Tell me, is it something that I said?
I made you turn the other way in bed
In this bed
You’ve been whispering words under your breath
Wish I knew the thoughts inside your head
In your head

[Pre-Chorus]
You’re distant when you’re hungry
Smile when you’re sad
I can read it on your body
When you’re mad and you don’t wanna talk it over
But this just isn’t that

[Chorus]
I’m tryna get to the bottom
Tryna get to your heart
But I don’t, But I don’t
But I don’t know where to start
At the bottom
But I’ve been kept in the dark
And I don’t, and I don’t know where to start
No matter what I find
I’ll never leave your side
Even at the bottom
I’m tryna get to the bottom

[Verse 2]
Tell me, do you wanna make this work?
Do you wanna sit there in this hurt?
In this hurt?
I’ll know if you lend me, I can help
I really want to fix this, can’t you tell

[Pre-Chorus]
You’re distant when you’re hungry
Smile when you’re sad
I can read it on your body
When you’re mad and you don’t wanna talk it over
But this just isn’t that

[Chorus]
I’m tryna get to the bottom
Tryna get to your heart
But I don’t, But I don’t
But I don’t know where to start
At the bottom
But I’ve been kept in the dark
And I don’t, and I don’t know where to start
And no matter what I find
I’ll never leave your side
Even at the bottom
I’m tryna get to the bottom

Play this song

[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah
Ayy, guess what I been doin’?
Hold on, I’ma put you down as soon as the beat drop (Yeah)
Right here

[Pre-Chorus: Young Thug & Future]
I been drinkin’ lean 10 years consistently
I been poppin’ pills 10 years consistently
Breakin’ all the rules, won’t give ’em decency
She said fuck her soft, give her some decency
I bought 20 tabs on the regular (Yeah)
Real street nigga but I ain’t regular (Yeah)
Drinkin’ on lean, Lord of the Rings, ga-ga-gasoline (On God)
Baddies on my schedule, my bitch say “Sir, yes sir”

[Chorus: Young Thug, Future & Both]
I been drinkin’ lean 10 years, consistency (Syrup)
I been poppin’ beans 10 years, consistency (That syrup)
Bend that bitch right over like I’m Hercules (Ooh)
I been drinkin’ lean consistently
I been drinkin’ lean 10 years consistently
I been drinkin’ lean 10 years consistently
I been drinkin’ lean 10 years consistently (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Future]
Ooh, my ice stay [?]
Woah, I’m strapped like [?]
Whole lot of jewels, ooh, a whole lot of jewels, ooh, ooh (On god)
Re-up, T up the cash with my feet up (Yeah), oh
Put a whole pint in a 16 liter, ooh
[?], we was in our worst [?]
Pull up [?], nigga make it squirt off
Hold up, they could never touch us
They could never search us, geeked off acid (Acid)
Hold up, they never approached us
They never robbed us, hold up, they cappin’ (Brrr)
I done got too geeked up, I done start talkin’ to myself, I’m ahead of myself

[Chorus: Young Thug, Future & Both]
I been drinkin’ lean 10 years consistently
I been drinkin’ lean 10 years consistently
I been drinkin’ lean 10 years consistently (Ayy)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I turned the Bentley to cream
Spray a nigga with the [?]
I, I been drinkin’ purple lean
Mix it with a lil’ codeine
Panoramic (Yeah)
I heard you ratted
They’ll turn off on all of your partners
I cannot [?] Gucci [?]
I saw you through Gucci binoculars
I blowed off the roof with no chopper
Extended clip for the rasta
Devilish chain for a rockstar
I made the gang in a roster
Red and blue flags like a cop car
You know they gon’ move if I come
I pass all the swoo to my partners
I pass all the swoo to my partners
You pull your pants down and get caught
You play with my shit, you’ll get popped
I didn’t fuck your bitch, I got top
Your bitch with my dawg, she gettin’ tossed
I done made myself a big boss
Syracuse diamonds cost a loft
36 tick-tocks, Gunna Gunna crip walk
12 chains spaced out
Fucked her at [?] (Woo)
I’m a gangster, got big nuts (Yeah)
I ain’t gotta push it up (Woo)
I ain’t callin’ none of this luck
In Slime We Trust

[Pre-Chorus: Young Thug & Future & Both]
I been drinkin’ lean 10 years consistently
I been poppin’ pills 10 years consistently
Breakin’ all the rules, won’t give ’em decency
She said fuck her soft, give her some decency
I been drinkin’ lean 10 years consistently
I been drinkin’ lean 10 years consistently
I been drinkin’ lean 10 years consistently (Ayy)

Play this song

{Intro}
She told me that she was just a fan
She love all the boys in the band (Facts)
Kirk Kneezy on the beat, yeah!

{Hook}
She told me that she was just a fan
She love all the boys in the band
Me I’m just a boy with the bands
Pull up in that toy with my friends
I been on the percocets again
Can’t nobody save me from them
Guess i’m going crazy again
I guess i’m going crazy

{Verse}
Crash my brand new Mercedes
Smash your hoe on the daily
Ball like Tracy McGrady
Ain’t no Xbox, you can’t play me
Put it in a head lock
Ain’t no Flintstone, but I can make your bed rock
Shoot you in your face, bitch I don’t do leg shots
You gon’ fall down like the beat drop
Bunch of bad kids like the boondocks
Used to keep rocks in my two socks
My junior year, bought my first Glock
Back then, I ain’t know I ain’t need one

{Hook}
She told me that she was just a fan
She love all the boys in the band
Me I’m just a boy with the bands
Pull up in that toy with my friends
I been on the percocets again
Can’t nobody save me from them
Guess i’m going crazy again
I guess i’m going crazy

{Open Verse}

{Hook}
She told me that she was just a fan
She love all the boys in the band
Me I’m just a boy with the bands
Pull up in that toy with my friends
I been on the percocets again
Can’t nobody save me from them
Guess i’m going crazy again
I guess i’m going crazy

Play this song

[Verse 1]
I’m the team’s ayatollah
Ultrabeam out there solo
Oh these niggas dumb dumb
I didn’t claim ya for the culture
Tryna keep my composure
When I scream at the chauffeur
I ain’t mean, I’m just focused
I ain’t mean, I’m focused
Playin’ king like it’s poker (King like it’s)
But you ain’t dealin’ with the Joker (You ain’t with him)
Global warmin’ gettin’ closer (Closer)
Thank God I’m bipolar (Woo)
Whole life on the floater (Hold on the floater)
Don’t need rings or the trophies (Only rings)
Glasses bangin’ from the toasts, yeah (From the toast)
Have a drink for the coldest (Drink for the coldest)- Pour the lean out slower (Lean out slower)
Got us clean out of soda (Clean out)
Before the flood niggas judged
They did the same thing to Noah (God)
Everybody need Yandhi (They ain’t need the culture)
My cousin’s mad at my auntie (Mad at my auntie)
You bought a crib out the country (Mad at me)
You try to miss [?] you could love me
Yeah, this the one and only
You can’t tell a unicorn from a pony
Live freedom, this is freedom
Fuck your feelings, you could keep ’em
Show your grin when you greet ’em
My nigga, kneel when you meet ’em
Know God when you see him
Love God, you gon’ need him
Don’t you love God, won’t you hug God
This is God in the flesh
Come and touch God, give a blow job
Kanye gave up the West
Kanye to Yeezy (Yeezy)
Maybe just Ye (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck a slave name (Fuck a slave name)
Fuck a slave name (Fuck a slave name)
Copped the whole game for four hundred years
The prophecy 2019
Them niggas is wrong, those niggas is wrong
Them niggas ain’t woke like me
Hop off the boat like me
Y’all don’t want smoke like me
[?] deal
Y’all ain’t supposed to fight me

[Bridge]
Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye
Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye
Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye
Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye
Number one spot, you been cheatin’ on me (Ye, Ye)
Niggas get you and be thinkin’ they me (Ye, Ye)
You could be you but you never be me (Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye)
You never be me (Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye)
The universe is on our side (Ye, Ye, Ye, Ye)

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
If you woke, then wake up nigga
Stomp, stomp, we make up nigga
Stop killing and make up nigga
That’s the shit that shake up niggas
[?] sound like a K-pop nigga
God’s something they can’t front nigga
Stab your back, they can’t front nigga
Drop us off where we want nigga
Ain’t no wantin’, we need it, huh
We must have, we ain’t greedy, huh
Stomp, stomp, they been needy, huh
Told the money, “They ain’t see me, huh”
We ain’t the product, we are the juice
We going wild, we staying loose
Home for the Zeus, we got the proof (Yeezy, Yeezy)
(Yeezy, Yeezy)
Niggas is wrong, fuck what they do
We in the streets (Yeezy), we goin’ through (Yeezy)
We like the we (Yeezy), y’all niggas you (Yeezy)
Hold up for you (Yeezy), you, you, you, you (Yeezy)

[Outro: Kanye West]
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo

Play this song

[Verse 1]
The old colonel was a veteran
Each night he’d take his medicine
And stay up watchin’ Letterman
Trying to forget
The things he saw when he was young
The carnage and the sound of guns
He kept his pain from everyone
With the ink inside his pen

[Chorus]
The colonel kept a journal of his troubles and regrets
His battles were internal, raging wars inside his head
‘Til the end, he was a soldier
‘Cause the fight was never over
The colonel kept a journal and he left it in a box
Buried in the basement underneath some dirty socks
’Til the end, he was a soldier
‘Cause the fight was never over

[Verse 2]
And the day he died, his kids flew in
Took some time just to remember him
They cleaned up his old medicine
As everybody wept
They were packing up the cellar
When they found his diary, read it and
Couldn’t believe the things he said
With the ink inside his pen

[Chorus]
The colonel kept a journal of his troubles and regrets
His battles were internal, raging wars inside his head
‘Til the end, he was a soldier
‘Cause the fight was never over
The colonel kept a journal and he left it in a box
Buried in the basement underneath some dirty socks
‘Til the end, he was a soldier
‘Cause the fight was never over

[Bridge]
Mmmm-mmm
Mmmm-mmm

[Verse 3]
The old colonel was a veteran
My granddad, and a gentleman
I’ll always remember him
Oh, I swear I won’t forget
The things he saw when he was young
The carnage and the sound of guns
And the pain he kept from everyone
With the ink inside his pen

[Chorus]
The colonel kept a journal of his troubles and regrets
His battles were internal, raging wars inside his head
’Til the end, he was a soldier
‘Cause the fight was never over
The colonel kept a journal and he left it in a box
Buried in the basement underneath some dirty socks
’Til the end, he was a soldier
‘Cause the fight was never over

[Outro]
Mmmm-mmm
Mmmm-mmm

Play this song

[Intro]
Ayy, Trel
The Heroes

[Verse]
Been thinkin’ to myself, like why the fuck they hate on me?
When I ain’t around, they talkin’ down, they gon’ try to play on me
That pussy boy think I’m lackin’, must not know it stay on me
Fifty plus another fifty, that’s what this bitch take on it
They wake the city up and drop, I told them bitches wait on it
Catch him in his grandmom house and put that fuckin’ K on him
And it ain’t no coppin’ out, so, bitch, you better pray on it
Funerals and t-shirts with your fucking face on it
Can’t get no peace since they been watching my move
I really been stressing from all the shit I go through
They wasn’t accepting my calls, what the fuck I do to you?
Eyes closed, I seen loud jackets me in the room
Nobody but me, myself, and who?
Fuck trust, can’t put my trust in him or you
You don’t trust me so why the fuck should I trust you?
You don’t love me so why the fuck should I love you?
And all that shit was fake that you had told me
And all that shit I hate, the truth is what you showed me
And better yet, the only way I did fuck with you
Is from the shit that you told me (Damn)
Oh-woah, hurt to my soul
Oh-woah, my life felt froze
Oh-woah, I really don’t know
Oh-woah, I’m losing control
My body aching, I’m getting tired of this shit
I’m tired of waiting, I’m getting tired of this shit
I wanna wake up, but I’m so tired of this shit
And all love do is hurt, I wanna smile from this shit
Oh-woah, I’m tryna rise from this shit
Oh-woah, they tryna pull me down from this shit
Oh-woah, they think I stayed from ’round all this shit
Oh-woah-woah
Oh-woah, I can’t be found in this bitch
They lookin’ for me, bitch, I’m way up off the ground in this bitch
You fuck with me, then it’s up, it’s goin’ down in this bitch
You fuck with me, then it’s stuck, you goin’ down in this bitch
Oh-woah, bitch, you a clown and I know it
And I got them bands in my account, I ain’t gotta show it
I used to walk around with fifty bands and they couldn’t ignore it
Through all the stress, I’m still blessed, that’s why I’m thanking the Lord
Bitch, we clutchin’ on them cutters, swing this bitch like a sword
Since he fat mouthin’ on Insta’, I’ma step on that boy
We gon’ hop out with some big shit that’ll shut down your car
23, bitch, we gon’ creep, we all ready for war, ayy
I ain’t got no time to play
All my niggas clutchin’ on them fuckin’ K’s
You move wrong, and I swear to God we spray
At your door, we gon’ kill your ass today
Ain’t nobody safe
Nigga, fuck that, you ain’t safe, bitch
Draco, I bang
I’m in love ’cause she’ll face it
Two clips with tape
That’s full of lead, this bitch erase, bitch
It’s a cold game
That’s why we ride around with eight years

Play this song

[Intro]
Oh, woah, oh
Oh, woah, oh

[Pre-Chorus]
I tell you, “I love you”, you say you love me
I know you don’t
I tell you, “I love you”, you say you love me
I know you don’t
I tell you, “I love you”, you say you love me
I know you don’t
I tell you, “I love you”, you say you love me…

[Chorus]
I can’t be fake no more (Can’t be fake no more)
And I can’t take no more (I can’t take no more)
These feelings ain’t safe no more (Feelings ain’t safe no more)
My heart can’t break no more (My heart can’t break no more)

[Verse 1]
Now I can’t trust you baby (Trust you baby)
Since you been in my life, been nothin’ but trouble, baby (Trouble baby)
I let you fuck it up with no consequences (Yeah, yeah)
I could’ve been running ’round with these other women

[Refrain]
Now you sittin’ there lookin’ stupid, keep blowin’ me off (Blowin’ me off)
While I’m chasin’ this bag (Oh, woah)
You’ve been wastin’ my time (Wastin’ my time)
And I can’t get it back (Yeah, yeah)
Now you all on my line (Oh yeah)
Tell me why’d I do that? (Yeah, yeah)
You was right here beside me
Why you do me so grimy?
Yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
I tell you, “I love you”, you say you love me
I know you don’t (I know you don’t)
I tell you, “I love you”, you say you love me
I know you don’t
I tell you, “I love you”, you say you love me
I know you don’t (I know you don’t)
I tell you, “I love you”, you say you love me…

[Chorus]
I can’t be fake no more (Can’t be fake no more)
And I can’t take no more (I can’t take no more)
These feelings ain’t safe no more (Feelings ain’t safe no more)
My heart can’t break no more (My heart can’t break no more)

[Verse 2]
I was tryna build with you (I was tryna build)
Always kept it real with you (Kept it real)
I just wanna feel for you (You)
Swear I would’ve killed for you (For you)
Just so you know, would’ve gave you anything you want

[Refrain]
Now you sittin’ there lookin’ stupid, keep blowin’ me off
While I’m chasin’ this bag (Oh, woah)
You’ve been wastin’ my time (Wastin’ my time)
And I can’t get it back (Yeah, yeah)
Now you all on my line (Oh yeah)
Tell me why’d I do that? (Yeah, yeah)
You was right here beside me
Why you do me so grimy?
Yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
I tell you, “I love you”, you say you love me
I know you don’t (I know you don’t)
I tell you, “I love you”, you say you love me
I know you don’t
I tell you, “I love you”, you say you love me
I know you don’t (I know you don’t)
I tell you, “I love you”, you say you love me…

[Chorus]
I can’t be fake no more (Can’t be fake no more)
And I can’t take no more (Can’t take no more)
These feelings ain’t safe no more (Feelings ain’t safe no more)
My heart can’t break no more (My heart can’t break no more)

[Outro]
I can’t be fake no more

Play this song

[Intro]
Woah, woah
Oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh

[Verse 1]
They tried to tell me I wouldn’t be shit
Family doubted, I couldn’t believe
I had to focus and better myself
Fightin’ anxiety, smokin’ these trees
I got caught up tryna run up a juug
Locked me up, felt like I’m never gon’ leave
Life is so rough, you ain’t show me no love
Time to be selfish and focus on me
Niggas tried tell me I wasn’t gon’ win
They tried to knock me up off of my grind
Ain’t motivated, then get out my face
Negative energy, left it behind
I made a promise, my niggas gon’ ball
Judges can’t hold me to finish this time
Gotta stay toe, we ain’t never gon’ fold
Smelly ain’t here, but for him we gon’ shine

[Chorus]
Still play the block, it ain’t changed
I’m just tryna help the guys and maintain
How the fuck you tryna prove somethin’ to me?
You ain’t even at the top of your game
How you got them niggas rockin’ your chain?
22, the sound pop in your brain
Last nigga tried to snake me dead
On God, I ain’t finna play with no lame

[Verse 2]
Hop in the foreign, switch lanes
AP, no Jane, bro made a hundred off ‘caine
VVS diamonds, my chains
Everything changed, lifestyle just won’t be the same
Mama know this year my time
Low on my mind, I can’t let up off the grind
I won’t leave no one behind
We finna shine, listen, just give me some time

[Refrain]
Somethin’ different ’bout the life I live
And the games we play
All the pain we done been through
Will I change? No way
Somethin’ different ’bout the life I live
And the games we play (Games we play)
All the pain we done been through
Will I change? No way

[Verse 3]
Mama know that I’m a bright kid, only eighteen
Always knew that I would get here, had a bright dream
Now I’m headed to the top now, me and my team
We’re no longer on the block now movin’ ice cream
Feedin’ into the bullshit, I gotta stop that
And I can’t fuck a bitch if her shit is not fat
And I’m cruisin’ through my city, finna push the top back
And AMIRI on my waist, so I keep the strap back
You don’t really want smoke

[Chorus]
Still play the block, it ain’t changed
I’m just tryna help the guys and maintain
How the fuck you tryna prove somethin’ to me?
You ain’t even at the top of your game (No, no, no-no)
How you got them niggas rockin’ your chain?
22, the sound pop in your brain (No, no, no-no)
Last nigga tried to snake me dead
On God, I ain’t finna play with no lame

[Refrain]
Somethin’ different ’bout the life I live
And the games we play
All the pain we done been through
Will I change? No way
Somethin’ different ’bout the life I live
And the games we play (Games we play)
All the pain we done been through
Will I change? No way (No, no, no, no)

[Outro]
No, no, no-no
No, no, no-no
No, no, no-no

Play this song

[Intro]
Yeah
Lil Tjay (Remy)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Know you want me for my bread, you ain’t fucking wit’ my head
Try to push me to the edge, I reverse that shit instead
You want me ’cause I’m on, you want me ’cause I’m on
You want me ’cause the drip I got, the sauce that I got on
I pop out with some Gucci, Cartiers and Saint Laurent
Got all these mixed emotions, got to put ’em in a song
You want me ’cause I’m on, you want me ’cause I’m on
You gold digging thinking I don’t know what’s going on

[Verse 1]
I love my niggas but y’all ain’t treating me the same
I never thought that y’all would switch up on me for the fame
Chatting on my name
So call my phone, I’m a let it ring
Call my phone, I’m a let it ring now
Tell me what you would do
If your day one nigga started changing on you
We done been through a lot, ya act like ya forgot
And I know a lot of niggas didn’t want me to pop
Got no love for a thot, I’m just chasing the guap
Hollow shells for a nigga ’cause we play with them Glocks
So I stay with a chop, I ain’t saying a lot
‘Til Sandy come home, he gon’ stay in the box
They ain’t feeling my pain, they must think it’s a game
I can’t wait to take a picture next to Nicki and Wayne
Two SB on the chain and I know I’ma stain
If you run up on me I’m a have some shells for your brain
Henny, Patron got me feeling good
The gang with me, wish a nigga would
Strapped, waitin’ for a opp when I’m in the hood
I’m a keep making noise ’til it’s understood

[Chorus]
Know you want me for my bread, you ain’t fucking wit’ my head
Try to push me to the edge, I reverse that shit instead
You want me ’cause I’m on, you want me ’cause I’m on
You want me ’cause the drip I got, the sauce that I got on
I pop out with some Gucci, Cartiers and Saint Laurent
Got all these mixed emotions, got to put ’em in a song
You want me ’cause I’m on, you want me ’cause I’m on
You gold digging thinking I don’t know what’s going on

[Verse 2]
And I could spit some shit that y’all just wouldn’t comprehend
It’s fully Smelly drive and I’m riding to the end
My new grip the clip extend, it’s full for all your friends
They prayin’ I’ma fail when my career, it just began
Told the guys it’s our year, right now it’s our time
I’ma always do my best to make sure everyone shine
Long, long time, we all gon’ be fine
I ain’t never said contradicted none of my lines
But I’m going through stuff, I think that I’m stressed
Everyday I’m in the studio, ain’t getting no rest
That’s the reason why the haters won’t acknowledge that I’m next
They hate because I’m coming strong, stepping on they neck
Why you hating on me? I ain’t hating on you
And niggas clout chasing like it’s something to do
I still don’t understand, I swear everything new
And I’m hearing a lot of rumors, I don’t know if they true
I know you niggas too fake, they two-faced
Always throwing shade, swear that shit amuse me
You’re not about to use me, abuse me
I ain’t got no feelings shorty, you a groupie

Play this song

[Intro: Lil Tjay]
Pipe that shit up, TNT
No, no (Hemmie, turn that beat up⁠— Yeah)
Lil Tjay, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Tjay]
He might treat you better, however, this what you fail to remember
You know I’m stacking my cheddar, you know I be there whenever
I’m in L.A., what’s the vibe? This dope got me in the skies (Yeah)
So when you call me, don’t assume that I’ll be pressing decline
When you call me, don’t assume that I’ll be pressing decline
If you call me, don’t assume that I’ll be pressing decline (Oh, no)
I don’t be pressing decline
Just so much be on my mind

[Verse 1: Lil Tjay]
Keep it low so they won’t know, let’s go somewhere they won’t go
Fuck all that taking it slow, right now, I’m letting you know
Run up, I’m letting it blow, they tryna cash in my life
So if you really by my side, I hope you’re ready to ride
Been through this many times
You my brother, you stick by me every time
Always there, nigga acting funny, he gon’ let it fly
But I’m just tryna teach you little bits of me, yeah
I’m right here, right now, but this ain’t where I plan to be
Should be somewhere overseas, touring and getting cheese
But I’m right here in the town, always moving around
I was down, down, down, down, down, down
Mama proud, proud, proud, proud, proud, proud
Look at me now, I’m gripped enough, don’t try to book me now
I’m the youngest nigga making noise out the Boogie Down
I was down, down, down, down, down, down
Mama proud, proud, proud, proud, proud, proud
Smoking GT out the pound, laughing ’cause he a clown
Woulda had a cap and gown if Smelly was still around
But it’s pain in me, thinking about it make me get so angry
Hang with me, riding ’round town with the gang
Girl, I fuck with you, you should know exactly where you stand
I’m only saying the truth, so serious, I ain’t playin’
And I’m speeding like the fast and furious, music playin’
In the telly, I’ma play with your clitoris while you layin’
Don’t you understand what I’m sayin’?
If I fall off and lose my bands, baby, is you stayin’?
Or maybe I don’t understand half the shit I’m facin’
No time to be patient, I see my mama, I’m ’bout to cry on stage

[Chorus: Lil Tjay & Lil Baby]
He might treat you better, however, this what you fail to remember
You know I’m stacking my cheddar, you know I be there whenever
I’m in L.A., what’s the vibe? This dope got me in the skies (Yeah)
So when you call me, don’t assume that I’ll be pressing decline
When you call me, don’t assume that I’ll be pressing decline
If you call me, don’t assume that I’ll be pressing decline (Oh, no)
I don’t be pressing decline
Just so much be on my mind (Baby)

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Only time I press decline if I know you ain’t on shit
And I always try to catch a vibe, but you ain’t ever on shit
In Miami we went slip and slide, went deeper than the ocean
I’m the type of guy that’s always fly and gon’ keep me some motion
I can’t fuck around with the other side ’cause they be on some ho shit
I’m wearing Cartier to cover my eyes, I’m staying focused
Money coming in, I get high, tryna stay low-key
The lawyers say, “We going to trial, we don’t take no pleas”
Back then, we steal cars, we ain’t had no keys
Modern days, we drive foreign, they come with no keys
Watch came with VV’s, see me on TV
Back stage with RiRi, my life on repeat
I be grinding so hard I be forgetting to eat
Pull up everyday around the world, I don’t get no sleep
Turned to a monster like I damn near don’t know me
I don’t care for listening, you gon’ have to show me

[Chorus: Lil Tjay]
He might treat you better, however, this what you fail to remember
You know I’m stacking my cheddar, you know I be there whenever
I’m in L.A., what’s the vibe? This dope got me in the skies (Yeah)
So when you call me, don’t assume that I’ll be pressing decline
When you call me, don’t assume that I’ll be pressing decline
If you call me, don’t assume that I’ll be pressing decline (Oh, no)
I don’t be pressing decline
Just so much be on my mind

Play this song

[Intro: Lil Tjay]
Big bag don’t mean everything wavy (JD on tha Track)
I got 99 problems like JAY-Z
Caught a felony, judge tried to slave me
Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy
I got money and niggas moved shady (ProtegeBeatz)
With my brother, I put that on baby
My first car, I might cop a Mercedes
At the stu’ every day, can’t be lazy

[Chorus: Lil Tjay]
Bodies drop all the time, I don’t feel nothin’
Swear to God y’all gon’ make me go kill somethin’
Told my shooters no mercy or chill button
I done been through so much, I don’t feel nothin’
I was down off the drugs, I’m exuded
I was locked in my cell ’bout to lose it
They be watchin’ me, clockin’ my movements
They be plottin’ on catchin’ me snoozin’
Bodies drop all the time, I don’t feel nothin’
Swear to God y’all gon’ make me go kill somethin’
Told my shooters no mercy or chill button
I done been through so much, I don’t feel nothin’
I was down off the drugs, I’m exuded
I was locked in my cell ’bout to lose it
They be watchin’ me, clockin’ my movements
They be plottin’ on catchin’ me snoozin’

[Verse 1: Lil Tjay]
I be shittin’, I make it look easy
I was innocent, they ain’t believe me
Ain’t no lie, I be seein’ illusions
I can’t figure who real, it’s confusin’
I can’t wait to get used to this lifestyle
I remember, it could’ve been lights out
Bitches see me and scream, “Lil Tjay”
Had to fuck up the spot for my b-day
Hit the ‘telly and catch me a BJ
Fuck this love, I don’t want me a skeezay
Give her dick, now she feel like she need me
I’m too high, always smokin’ on GG
Bankroll, had to stack my chips (Bankroll)
SB, I’ma jack my shit (SB)
I know these niggas gon’ hate me
I’ve been workin’ hard, driving me crazy

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Tjay]
Big bag don’t mean everything wavy
I got 99 problems like JAY-Z
Caught a felony, judge tried to slave me
Lost my grandmother, R.I.P. Mavy
I got money and niggas moved shady
With my brother, I put that on baby
My first car, I might cop a Mercedes
At the stu’ every day, can’t be lazy

[Chorus: Lil Tjay]
Bodies drop all the time, I don’t feel nothin’
Swear to God y’all gon’ make me go kill somethin’
Told my shooters no mercy or chill button
I done been through so much, I don’t feel nothin’
I was down off the drugs, I’m exuded
I was locked in my cell ’bout to lose it
They be watchin’ me, clockin’ my movements
They be plottin’ on catchin’ me snoozin’
Bodies drop all the time, I don’t feel nothin’
Swear to God y’all gon’ make me go kill somethin’
Told my shooters no mercy or chill button
I done been through so much, I don’t feel nothin’
I was down off the drugs, I’m exuded
I was locked in my cell ’bout to lose it
They be watchin’ me, clockin’ my movements
They be plottin’ on catchin’ me snoozin’

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
Losin’ my cousin, that shit got me two-faced
When I look up, I be fightin’ new case
I stayed in that ghetto so I had a roommate
Auntie fightin’ cancer, know that she losin’
Single parent, I depend on my mama
Life in jail, I can’t depend on my father
Streets for real, I depend on my choppa
Streets for real, they start runnin’ from walkin’
My soul hurt, my soul hurt
The streets say they fuckin’ with the old Durk
Mixed my Percs with the cough syrup
Made her suck my dick ’til the jaws hurt
I’ma say cap when the bitch start choosin’
I’m in the trap with a whole lotta Uzis
I blew me a bag when I took her to Gucci
Got free clothes, I was fuckin’ with a booster
My life changed fast, my homie turned to a rat
I’d rather be snake, that’s slatt (That’s slatt)
He a straight ho, that nigga pussy, he cap
That nigga pussy, he cap, oh
I vouch to be the streets
Vouch to kill all my enemies, yeah
I vouch to keep the peace
You don’t want war, stay out the streets, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Tjay]
Bodies drop all the time, I don’t feel nothin’
Swear to God y’all gon’ make me go kill somethin’
Told my shooters no mercy or chill button
I done been through so much, I don’t feel nothin’
I was down off the drugs, I’m exuded
I was locked in my cell ’bout to lose it
They be watchin’ me, clockin’ my movements
They be plottin’ on catchin’ me snoozin’
Bodies drop all the time, I don’t feel nothin’
Swear to God y’all gon’ make me go kill somethin’
Told my shooters no mercy or chill button
I done been through so much, I don’t feel nothin’
I was down off the drugs, I’m exuded
I was locked in my cell ’bout to lose it
They be watchin’ me, clockin’ my movements
They be plottin’ on catchin’ me snoozin’

[Outro: Lil Tjay]
Lil Tjay
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

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