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[Intro]
(Felipe S, it’s Vade on the keys)

[Chorus]
So I guess you ain’t just think about me
I got feelings too
Why you cuttin’ up while these people ’round me?
I don’t know why that you do
I had no choice, I felt like I was pushed away
So I had to just go (Had to just go)
When we first met, never knew I would feel this way (I ain’t know)
And this you never ain’t know (But you know now)

[Verse 1]
And ever since that I was young you been on side me
No two-three, I don’t ride cheap
These hoes came, abducted me
Try hard just for to hide me
Ain’t think that you would f*ck with me, back then I was nobody
You was f*ckin’ on that dude and his brother split my brother body, ooh, ooh
It’s a cold story
I can’t believe the fact you never told me
We throw out summers, we don’t be outnumbered, me and my brothers roll deep
You ain’t no different from that bitch, that’s what exact you showed me

[Chorus]
So I guess you ain’t just think about me (So I guess you ain’t just think about me)
I got feelings too (I got feelings too)
Why you cuttin’ up while these people ’round me? (Why you cuttin’ up while these people ’round me?)

I don’t know why that you do (I don’t know why that you do)
I had no choice, I felt like I was pushed away (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
So I had to just go (Had to just go)
When we first met, never knew I would feel this way (I ain’t know)
And this you never ain’t know

[Verse 2]
I rock out on that stage and I think about our bond
Right now I’m up in LA, ask you and my son for to come
It’s been a whole half a day, I only got two response
I took the fall for my blames, thought I would die once I jumped
But I was flyin’ like a eagle
I let my soul do the singin’, leave the opps’ bodies in the road
Oh, oh, oh, probably seen how we get dressed up for my shows
Won’t let my pride ever get me vest up behind these hoes or my bros

[Chorus]
So I guess you ain’t just think about me
I got feelings too
Why you cuttin’ up while these people ’round me?
I don’t know why that you do
I had no choice, I felt like I was pushed away
So I had to just go
When we first met, never knew I would feel this way
And this you never ain’t know

I know you wanted me to stay
But I can’t ignore the crazy visions of me in LA
And I heard that there’s a special place
Where boys and girls can all be queens every single day.

I’m having wicked dreams
Of leaving Tennessee [] Santa Monica
Is where it’s calling me
Will make my moma proud
It’s gonna cause a scene
She sees her baby girl
And, oh, she’s gonna scream.
God, what have you done?
You’re a pink pony girl
And you dance at the club
Oh, mama, I’m just having fun
On the stage in my heels
It’s where I belong down
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing down in
West Hollywood
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
The Pink pony Club.

I’m up, and diamonds are on the floor
Lovers in the bathroom, and a line outside the door
Black lights, and a mirror disco ball
Every night’s another reason why I left it all

I think my wicked dreams
Are here from Tennessee,
Oh, Santa Monica
You’ve been too good to me
Will make my mama proud
It’s gonna cause a scene
She sees her baby girl,
I know she’s gonna scream.

God, what have you done?
You’re a pink pony girl
And you dance at the club
Oh, mama, I’m just having fun
On the stage in my heels
It’s where I belong down
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing down in
West Hollywood
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
The Pink pony Club.

Don’t think I’ve left you all behind
Still love you and Tennessee, you’re always on my mind
And mama, every Saturday
I can hear your Southern drawl a thousand miles away, sayin’

God, what have you done?
You’re a pink pony girl
And you dance at the club
Oh, mama, I’m just having fun
On the stage in my heels
It’s where I belong down
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing down in
West Hollywood
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
The Pink pony Club.

[Verse 1]
The picture starts with no music on a residential road
The camera pans to focus on a dimly lit, white 1930’s home
With a figure on the curtain at the shadow of a piano
From the street you faintly hear the song that he is barely singing out

[Chorus]
“When I was on my way down
On my way out
I was reaching
For you looked like an angel
You’re like an angel
You are barely there”

[Verse 2]
The movie ends
Slow motion aerial shots of LA
It wasn’t very good
At times the plot’s so boring that you’re sleeping
You never really care for any characters, at all
But as you leave you recognize the song that they’re reprising for the end

[Chorus]
“When I was on my down
On my way out
I was reaching
For you looked like an angel
You’re like an angel
You are barely there”

[Intro]
Yeah, I feel the pain, yeah, I feel everything
Yeah, I feel the pain, yeah, I feel everything
That won’t ever change, yeah, I feel everything
That won’t ever change, see my diamond rings?
I want time to change but I won’t ever change

[Verse 1]
So I’m smoked up with the gang
Smoked till I can’t feel now the world is lookin’ strange
Looked outside my house if somebody call my name
Lookin’ out my window like the sun finna melt me
Lookin’ for companionship not bitches taking selfies
Tryna play my part but at the end of the day it never helps me
Stressing ’bout the pussy ain’t get me paid, it just ain’t healthy
Oh, I ain’t have time for them problems if you see me stressing
If you see me losing, gotta learn me a lesson, yeah
I don’t really press ’em, yeah, I be so selective, yeah
Hit me in my DMs, what the f**k was you expecting, yeah

[Chorus]
I wanna know if you got some time and patience for me
Shorty I don’t but it’s only time that she spends for me
Saying we’re close is just infamy
Baby girl, you were meant for me
Baby girl, you were sent to me
Baby girl, it was meant to be

[Verse 2]
Don’t Facetime when your phone got no time, baby
Just ’cause we made love don’t mean that you were mine, baby
Oh, I’m all up in your mind, baby
I swear the lights in my city getting darker
And the days keep getting longer
And the pain keeps getting stronger
And every time I feel a way I be smoking through the pain
I got bitches who gon’ play, f**ked around and I got played
I got hoes from LA and I think all of ’em fake
I got plans to keep my girl, yeah, plans to keep my soul, yeah
X-ray vision these bitches, got this one thing I wanna know, baby

[Chorus]
I wanna know if you got some time and patience for me
Shorty I don’t but it’s only time that she spends for me
Saying we’re close is just infamy
Baby girl, you were meant for me
Baby girl, you were sent to me
Baby girl, it was meant to be
Saying we’re close is just infamy
Baby girl, you were meant for me
Baby girl, you were sent to me
Baby girl, it was meant to be

Karan Aujla!

Jamaa vi ni ego
Kadey forevigo
Kadey Mexico

Bande poore kill ni
Karde aan chill
Kade dekhde na bill ni

Karde aa kaare
Laine aa nazaare

Shehron baahr dere
LA hundi raat hunde Vegas savere

Gaddiyan ne kaim ni
Naddiyan ne fan ni
Piche piche line ni
Jatt nu taan jatt nu taan
Richie Rich kehn ni

Royal Music Gang!
J Lucky!
Deep Jandu!
Karan Aujla!
Ha ha ha

Baabe di aa mehar vairi sade rehnde aa
Taahion vairi sadde naal lade rehnde aa
Yaaran naal yaariyan da shonk jatt nu
Har vele jehde naal khade rehnde aa
Shonk vi pugaunde aa
Peg poora launde aa
Daaru peeke par ni khalara paayi da

Vailpuna karaan velliyan de town’ch
Party karan Mexico jaayi da
Vailpuna karaan velliyan de town’ch
Party karan Mexico jaayi da haan

Laini tu Ferrari GTR dass kehdi car
Gaddiyan na rakhan na kiraaye de utte
Jinne diyan shor navi gaddi rakhde
Unne paise laaye ne alloy de utte

Boht hadd bittiyan
Polish’an ni kittiyan
Sukh ya dukh jashan manayi da

Vailpuna karaan velliyan de town’ch
Party karan Mexico jaayi da
Vailpuna karaan velliyan de town’ch
Party karan Mexico jaayi da haan

Ho pair dharaan jithe landmine chaldi
Kade kade Rum kade Wine chaldi
Gaddi pichhe gaddiyan
Yaar pichhe naddiyan
Yaar pichhe naddiyan di line chaldi

Kitta ae grind saaf paani naalo mind
Yaar dillon poora kind
Hakk nahiyo khayi da

Vailpuna karaan velliyan de town’ch
Party karan Mexico jaayi da
Vailpuna karaan velliyan de town’ch
Party karan Mexico jaayi da haan

(Verse 1)
Suicidal, my white life don’t matter, f**k you hoes made me go over data, bitches getting bitter but they also getting badder, mac daddy soprano if I want her I can have her, you want the spotlight I prefer the shadows, I was rich way before I ever had dough, when I ain’t have a penny to my name, almost famous, overdosed like Pennylane, never change, it’s embedded in my brain, I never could, I’ll forever be the same, I’m getting good, dealing better with the pain, me and SP in LA on every single strain

(Verse 2)
Life ain’t good I just appreciate it more, got perspective by sleeping on the floor, don’t ask me bout my vices and what they cost monthly, just meet the plug I had to drive cross country, I would never smoke with y’all, been with the Ghost so long now I can float through walls, I go through trees like I’m zip-lining, I always made beats, always been rhyming, everything is everything, intertwining, it’s gold to find the silver lining, shit on my mind and I try to ignore it, things I can’t say that’s why I record it, I would get a shrink if I could afford it, talking to a mic until five in the morning

Koi cola
(CHORUS)
Hey, hey
My friends are MIA, lost in LA
Hey, hey
I miss the city, can’t take the subway
I wish you were here, yeah
I wish you would hear me
I miss you so dearly now

Jack Blerry
(VERSE 1)
We’re on our shit
Triplets of rappers we digging right in
Bass is all cued, got Brian on flute
Got wolf in the stu and Jim recording
I just love how we live
We been out west- pop in real quick
Energy drinks been replacing hard liq
Still I knock out, 3 am we locked out
Wrapped up like gauze feeling like I’m tossed
Throws myself at all these chances
Still in my thoughts checking my inbox
Even though we’re not romancing
It’s either you and me or opportunity, yeah

Koi cola
(CHORUS)
Hey, hey
My friends are MIA, lost in LA
Hey, hey
I miss the city, can’t take the subway
I wish you were here, yeah
I wish you would hear me
I miss you so dearly now

Jean Louis
(VERSE 2)
I’m feeling like a spring day, (Oh!)
Mattress by the window pane
Fell asleep at 9 a.m
She was looking like a Sunday morning
Boujee ass, boujee ass bitch, champagne
Make stacks, like pancakes
Empty house in the pouring rain
With the sun she evaporates
Hey, hey friends all MIA
Lost in LA (lost in LA)
Looks like you’ve got somebody new
He seems pretty great (seems pretty great)
Hey, hey friends all MIA
Lost in LA (lost in LA)
Looks like you’ve got somebody new
He seems pretty great (seems pretty great)

Intro:
I got the recipe
I just be rollin’ that dope up, I got the recipe
I’m booted up, I got the stick, need the recipe
I’m smokin’ on gas, you know, I got the recipe

Hook: x3
Break it down
Roll it up (gas)
Light it up
Take a puff (i’m on that loud)

Verse 1:
Exhaling that kush, call it Angela
Road to riches I got stamina
Out in New York an I’m blowin’ medicinal
Your favorite rapper is fictional
I cannot hear what you sayin’
Loud in the air keep the evil away
Bowin’ my head and I pray
Inhaling my blessings, she love how it tastes
Boy I’m from Broward I rep it
Kush got me high as the Jetsons
Watch me boot up in a second
Bottle of water I’m sweatin'(I’m rollin’ x3)
Know they all famous, they all in my section
Throw up the four, it decide what I’m reppin’
My brothers stick with them stones like it’s tetris
Inhale that kush and increasing my wellness
Yo homeboy is snitching
Yo people they tellin’
Who is you foolin, you niggas ain’t bailin’
Yo bitch my groupie, my thot, she my eater
She drop that neck after she hit my reefer
Slim

Hook: x3
Break it down
Roll it up (gas)
Light it up
Take a puff (i’m on that loud)

Verse: 2
Jacques tell me put my kush out at the airport
I’m already high what I’m here for
On OG got me up like a billboard
Sour D got me stuck like a clipboard
Hit the perc got me tilt like the eiffel tower
I stay high like Raymundo on Rocket Power
Know I’m healthy lajan inhaling garden flowers
You would thought that it gave me powers
I’m in LA by my lonely
It show me the fake and the Phony

Hook: x2
Break it down
Roll it up (gas)
Light it up
Take a puff (i’m on that loud)

[Intro]
Sweet 16
Sweet 16

[Chorus]
Shawty wanna be my wife
Cause I beat it out the park
Smoking weed and staying high (high-igh)
Partying ’til after dark

[Verse 1]
She want pipe then cuddlin’
Girl, I got the piece for your puzzle in
Now these hoes buzzing in
Cause I’m buzzing like bumble bee
Say I need to humble me
Who b- who believed in me
Me, AJ and Jeffery
We really are soaring for my Akhis struggling
Ain’t nothing changed
Ain’t nothing changed but my chain and my change
Girl what you saying? I’m still the same, I’m just in the game

[Chorus]
Shawty wanna be my wife (no way)
Cause I beat it out the park (José)
Smoking weed and staying high (high-igh)
Partying ’til after dark
Shawty wanna be my wife (no way)
Cause I beat it out the park (José)
Smoking weed and staying high (high-igh)
Partying ’til after dark

[Post-Chorus]
I’m no saqajaan, but this Henny that I’m on got me hella sakran
I’m no modmon, but these drugs that I’m on, so I keep my shades on
(I’m a bodmon)
Girl I’m only twenty-one, I’m just tryna have some fun
(I’m a bodmon)
I’m MIA out in LA nobody knows where I stay

[Verse 2]
Baby I see you, sweet and spicy too
Girl the way you move, got me feeling you
The way she twists and turns like hulahoop
Got some things I wanna do to you
Show me what that booty do, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Shawty wanna be my wife (no way)
Cause I beat it out the park (José)
Smoking weed and staying high (high-igh)
Partying ’til after dark
Shawty wanna be my wife (no way)
Cause I beat it out the park (José)
Smoking weed and staying high (high-igh)
Partying ’til after dark

[Post-Chorus]
I’m no saqajaan, but this Henny that I’m on got me hella sakran
I’m no modmon, but these drugs that I’m on, so I keep my shades on
(I’m a bodmon)
Girl I’m only twenty-one, I’m just tryna have some fun
(I’m a bodmon)

[Outro]
I play like bossa nova
I need my baby, come over
Rich bitch in a cocaine Range Rover
Salty when a Sweeterman slide through
With my clan when we ride through
She like me, but she wife’d you
Pussy fat and its tight too
Mami call me papi in Miami
My baby call me daddy out in Cali
(Quiero que sepas que soy tuya
Que sepas que me interesa)

Play this song

[Intro]
These tears I cry sure won’t be the last (Ayy, rest in peace to Nip)
They will not be the last, no (Ayy, the album was done, I had to go back in on this shit)
‘Cause this pain inside (See, I feel even more trapped)
It never seems to pass me, I said it never seems to pass me by
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Where’d we start off? How’d we go wrong?
Niggas risk it all to put a nigga name in his song
Niggas fighting over blocks that we don’t even own
Leave the house to get a bag and never make it back home
Bulletproof truck, I’m full time rapping
I wasn’t living like this when I was still trapping
Son seen me shed a tear, he like, “Daddy, what happened?”
I’m like, “Daddy aight, but Daddy don’t know what’s gon’ happen”
Niggas rapping gangster lyrics and thinkin’ it’s cool
‘Til you the suspect or victim they post on the news
So the dope that you selling the dope that you use
Y’all made poppin’ pills cool, you niggas confused
I’m a true independent, you niggas should listen
Whether record label or not, I was investing my millions
I spent millions on my artists and did it consistently
If it ain’t real boss talk, nigga, watch how you mention me
Real estate, got a check, twenty mil on that
Thirty in the bank, I’m fifty off, I’m still at that
I seen a hundred bricks, I had a hundred Dracos with a hundred shots
But ’til I see that hundred mil’, I ain’t really did nothing, nigga
I ain’t impressed by a killer
I’m impressed by a hustler who’s taking care of his mother and his brother
And his significant other
Put his niggas in position to show ’em he love ’em

[Interlude]
‘Cause this pain inside (Ayy, you know I just moved to LA, right?)
It never seems to pass me, I said it never seems to pass me by (So I had to ride down Crenshaw just to see it for myself, damn)
So I thank you, said I thank you (Just got a call back home too, said shit ain’t lookin’ good)
Said I thank you (Just life)
For makin’ me a woman, oh

[Verse 2]
I just paid eight mil’ to the IRS
I don’t agree, but then again you can say I’m blessed
Late night, no sleep, you can say I’m stressed
Bruh called, say he fighting for his life, say less
Quarter mil’ to the lawyer, straight cash, no check
Never lied to my niggas, I’ma stand on that
I done cried to my niggas (Cried to my niggas)
‘Cause real brothers really love each other and nobody threats
I just went to Jay house, got hit with reality
I got a long way to go, for real, this shit baffling
Ninety mil’ on a crib and he not an athlete
If I don’t make it for my family, this shit gon’ be a tragedy
I’m tryna live life and make sure they proud of me
I give no energy to critics or niggas who doubted me
I’m a black-owned business owner, entrepreneur
We all from the gutter, from the mud, from the sewer
Send a text to Meek (Yeah), told him move safe (Safe)
Send a text to Youngsta (Youngsta), I’m checking on your case
Send a text to Bagg (Bagg), boy, you’re on your way (You’re outta here)
Don’t get caught up in these streets, you one hit away
I sat down with Bloc (What up?), told him, “You’re young, but you gotta take this shit serious” (You gotta)
Life ’bout more than guns, hoes, and a lot of jewelry (For real)
I just hope that they hearin’ me, I love these niggas dearly
They like, “Gotti, you changed,” yeah, I call it maturity
I gotta get to the bag, and these labels be fearing me
Five million in watches and no stones in the jewelry
FN on me, nigga, I’m securing security
I’m tryna get a hundred mil’, fuck facing a jury

[Outro]
(Said I thank you)
See, niggas think all this lil’ shit you doing cool (Said I thank you, for makin’ me a)
‘Til it’s you versus the motherfuckin’ federal government, nigga
Then what? (Said I thank you)
Then what you lil’ niggas gon’ do? (Said I thank you)
Start telling every motherfuckin’ thing you know, huh?
That ain’t a real nigga, that ain’t no gangster shit
All these niggas on Instagram posting they motherfuckin’ business and shit
Draco this, big sack that
And they gon’ be the first nigga to rat on a nigga, you know what I’m sayin’?
Whole social media shit the police, nigga
When you niggas gon’ wake up, nigga?
Nineteen, nigga still tellin’ on himself
Where they do that it?
This rich gangster shit forever
Fft, let me hear that
(These tears I cry sure won’t be the last
They will not be the last, no)

Something happened in my life
So sudden
I used to think I wouldn’t mind
The short time that I had
At night I’d fly down country roads and flip the lights off under the stars
My old truck couldn’t do much, but it could sure fly right through the dark

Moved to California back at 22
Thought that I could cut right through my bitter youth
Felt like some unwanted dog wandering ‘round in east LA
The sun beat down and burned me out
I lost myself, I lost the way
Looking back, I see it now, the emptiness that I couldn’t deal with

But now I feel it
A reason to live

When you came into my life
I went through changes
Suddenly I got the chills when I felt danger
Now I want to live out
And to feel what it’s like to have old love
Somehow you just spun me round
And showed me all the things that I forgot

And now I feel it
Now I feel it
A reason to live
Now I feel it
A reason to live

[Verse 1]
Nobody make a move, not until I say so (Ayy)
If you were in my shoes, couldn’t take the pressure (Ayy)
I’m too high for you, my heels too high for you (Oh, na, na, na, na, na)
Yeah, I’m just bopping through wearing my Jimmy Choos (Choos, Choos)
You say, “Give me a break”, take a long vacation
I’m just back from LA, boy, I’m suffocating
Won’t be jumping through any of your hoops (Of your hoops)
So let your drama loose on somebody new (Somebody new)

[Pre-Chorus]
I ain’t no sucker, don’t butter me up
No, that sugar don’t work, don’t try it
I ain’t your mother, I couldn’t care less
No I couldn’t care less

[Chorus]
So leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Hush your mou-ou-ou-ou-outh
‘Cause I don’t wanna give ya, all my time on neither
And I don’t wanna front but I feel like I don’t need ya
So leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Not trying to be mean, yeah, I know you catching feelings
I don’t wanna front, I’m just telling you you need to
Leave it out

[Verse 2]
That 9 to 5 ain’t me, I’m 24/7
I’m the first one on the scene and the last one leavin’
I’m a busy bee, busy makin’ P (Oh, I’m so busy)
No, you are not my G and never used to be (Nope)

[Pre-Chorus]
I ain’t no sucker, don’t butter me up
No, that sugar don’t work, don’t try it
I ain’t your mother, I couldn’t care less
No I couldn’t care less

[Chorus]
So leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Hush your mou-ou-ou-ou-outh
‘Cause I don’t wanna give ya, all my time on neither
And I don’t wanna front but I feel like I don’t need ya
So leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Not trying to be mean, yeah, I know you catching feelings
I don’t wanna front, I’m just telling you you need to
Leave it out

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Chorus]
So leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Hush your mou-ou-ou-ou-outh
‘Cause I don’t wanna give ya, all my time on neither
And I don’t wanna front but I feel like I don’t need ya
So leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Leave it ou-ou-ou-ou-out
Not trying to be mean, yeah, I know you catching feelings
I don’t wanna front, I’m just telling you you need to
Leave it out

{Pre-Chorus}
LA
Seatown to LA
LA
Seatown to LA
LA
Seatown to LA

Getting on this plane right now
Seatown 2 LA

{Verse 1: Luce Lutu}
There you stand, here I go
Don’t ever gas me up
My own light tells me when that gas is low
Dealt with too many thots zero trust to go
Put your problems in the air I light the dro
Play them wicked games you dealing with a pro
You don’t wanna see how far this leash can go

Can’t believe these games you been playing
And these things you be saying to me tonight

You better think twice about what I’m doing
And who I’m seeing when I’m flying red eye on that

{Chorus}
Seatown to LA
LA, LA
Seatown to LA
(Left my heart in the City)
LA
Seatown to LA

Getting on this plane right now
Seatown 2 LA

{Verse 2}
I touchdown in that 3-1-0
That plane liquor got us driven slow
Tell the driver to turn up the audio
Like Turtle bump that

See them lips got some intellect
And that tongue all on that bayonet
And girl yo booty real about to break the internet

I swear you always coming back
Your friends understanding that
And I see you on that, on that
IG scrollin’ see you getting hella likes

I said I understood why
To be honest
I like the way you move
Keep movin’

{Chorus}
Seatown to LA
LA, LA
Seatown to LA
(Left my heart in the City)
LA
Seatown to LA

Getting on this plane right now
Seatown 2 LA

{Verse 3: Luce Lutu}
Remember that time, we did it for the first time?
Remember that time, no dammit never mind
Naw remember that time, that first time up at the spot?
Damn girl you was hot, dressed like cop and watch that thang drop

And now I’m like t-t-t-touchin’ on you
Every way you put it baby
When I come around yeah we gon’ ride it now
I’ll call you my lady

When I come around you know we time it up then shut it down
And if you wanna take it, we can do this girl, how that sound?

She say I got it…

All day, that’s all day
That’s all day, that’s all day (ay)

That’s all day, that’s all day
Dayyy
That’s all day, she say I got that all day

Oh my little jelly, get up on the telly
Oh my little jelly, get up on the telly

Every morning, something keeps you caught in your dreams
LA is calling, but you always hang up and leave
You’ve got everything that they want, in your own two feet
Right here in this beat
You’ve got everything that they need
You’re a magic jellybean

Ah oh, jelly
Shake ’em up and show it off and move (jelly)
You know what to do

Ah oh, jelly
Trust that in your toes you’ve got that groove (jelly)
That nobody can take a break

Oh my little jelly, get up on the telly
Oh my little jelly, get up on the telly

Stop your stalling, wondering “what if it was me?”
Bright lights are shining, but you always turn to leave
You’ve got everything that they want, in your own two feet
Right here in this beat
You’ve got everything that they need
You’re a magic jellybean

Ah oh, jelly
Shake ’em up and show it off and move (jelly)
You know what to do

Ah oh, jelly
Trust that in your toes you’ve got that groove (jelly)
That nobody can take a break

[Katis, spoken]
Hey, come in, come in!
What’s your name?

[Marti Fischer, spoken]
Ich bin Marti Fischer

[Katis, spoken]
Ok, and what are you gonna perform for us today?

[Marti Fischer, spoken]
Ich spiel’ nur ein bisschen Klavinet

[Katis, spoken]
Oh yeah, no, don’t be nervous

[Marti Fischer, spoken]
Ich bin noch nicht nervös!
Vielleicht ein bisschen aufgeregt

Ah ooh ah ooh

Oh, jelly
Shake ’em up and show it off, that move
You know what to do

Ah oh, jelly
Trust that in your toes you’ve got that groove (jelly)
That nobody can take a break (jelly)

Oh my little jelly, get up on the telly
Ah oh

Kelsea Ballerini – LA

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[Official video LA]

I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA
Off the plane, paint my face in the car, park my heart at the valet
I watch the sun sink down over Santa Monica Boulevard
when I’m lonely and I’m missin’ home
But other times I feel like my blood is runnin’ Cali

I’ve got some famous friends that I could call
But I don’t know if I’m cool enough
And what’s worse than spendin’ time alone
Is one of them not pickin’ up
It’s hard to grow and time to go
But some days I wanna stay
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA

I wonder if I’ll get invited to the party
Yeah and if I do, will I go
If I go, will I know somebody
I’m on my third glass of wine
tryin’ to find conversation in a room with bigger names
But other days I’m lookin’ up the real estate

Confetti’s fallin’, friends are callin’, saw me on the TV
But if I let down my hair in the ocean air, will Tennessee be mad at me
Yeah I know it ain’t a one-way road
But sometimes it feels that way
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA

Sometimes it feels like it’s all real but nothin’ here is as it seems
I ask myself does it feed my soul or my anxiety
Carpet’s red, ego’s fed, but it’s myself that I have to face
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA

I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA

[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler]
Damn it Daniel, I think my wrist broke
Go against the Ruler, see long ropes and pitchforks
Ugh, I guess my lingo really gets to ’em
Ten chains on me, you see me, you do the stiffarm
Lightning brighter than, I ain’t even throw my wrist on
My shoes look cleaner, why I need help tryna get on
Niggas big time rappers, why y’all ain’t got none of this shit on?
Shit nigga, this shit crazy huh?
Drakeo put the F&N down, you just a maniac
LED lights on my wrist, wish I could turn ’em down
Cooler how I’m coolin’, the Ruler, LA just like my sound
Do what I do, I can use this shit in Pakistan
Ugh, I like this shit
At the battle of the Maisons, on morse with lightning sticks
Better watch your bitch when approaching, you might get hit
Just cracked a whole break in the air, I like the scent
Damn it Daniel, I think my wrist broke
Bruce Lee kicks for niggas thinkin’ that they Kimbo
I’m him though, shit, I think my wrist froze
Bruce Lee kicks for niggas thinkin’ that they Kimbo

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
Damn it Daniel, I think my wrist broke
I can see you panhandling, look like your wrist broken
Man let that bitch breathe, I think my wrist broke, shit
Be quiet Daniel, I think my wrist broke

[Verse 2: Skeme]
The Duke and the Ruler, we probably make your bitch a slave for them knots
She a choosy suzy, askin’ what I paid for my watch
Blow forty K, f**k out of here what my Rollie say
Rappers lyin’ like they bomin’, livin’ where they homies stay
Clean as a whistle but still ridin’ with this throwaway
Silly billies, think a nigga slippin’, shit that’s your mistake
I’m usually on they necks but if they play I’m on his throat today
We catch a body, bury a body, that shit a frozen case
Sittin’ at the top, I’m lookin’ ’round like it’s a lonely place
Think about this shit again like it’s the only place
These niggas claimin’ that they kin but we don’t know they face
Holy water flooded on my neck, make my soda shake
Weight of the world on my back but keep my shoulders straight
Realest shit that ever been said, that’s what I’m known to say
Lil homie come for what’s mine, you gettin’ blown away
Niggas actin’ like they ain’t know, I’ll make ’em know today

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
Damn it Daniel, I think my wrist broke
I can see you panhandling, look like your wrist broken
Man let that bitch breathe, I think my wrist broke, shit
Be quiet Daniel, I think my wrist broke

Elujay – 580 Lyrics

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[Hook]
Do a buck fifty on the 580
And I’m tryna get you home with me
Gas on the pedal, woodgrain dash
I be off the hennessy
Let me get you home one time
I be in my zone one time
Let me get you home one time
I be in zone one time

[Verse]
Whipping back and forth to LA, feeling like it’s Wimbledon
Took a couple L’s I know, so Karma made me win again
I been in my prime so long
Pain is when you innocent
I been in my prime so long
Writing 16’s, I’m feeling like my plate is full
That soul food in my stomach make it hard for me to move
I just wanna live nice, f**k bitches and stay in school
I’m not a rap nigga, just tryna be something cool
I said run it, run it, run it for the free, and the cardio
Lapping niggas out of breath, I’m feeling like I’m Mario
Whipping, whipping, cooking crack, in it for the audio
I put some pressure on penning woods on the patio

[Hook]

you painted it on my wall
didn’t want me to see it all
covered it with your parasol
but it never rains
in LA

what are you hiding from me
in this house of lucks
punched a hole right through our wall
and saw the picture that was there before

stuck in California paranoia
California paranoia
what would you do?
what would you do?

how could you blame me for my California paranoia

this gift of pain is worrisome
liked it more when i was done
now i can see the end of the girl
and the beginning of the world

stuck in California paranoia
California paranoia
what would you do?
what would you do?
what would you do?

how could you blame me for my California paranoia
California paranoia

oooooh

she’ll never grow old

oooooh

until his stories explode

stuck in California paranoia
stuck in California paranoia
what would you do?
what would you do?
what would you do?
what would you do?

[Intro: Future & YG]
This shit breaking a nigga heart (Yeah)
The person they want a nigga to be (Where that shit go?)
This shit breaking my heart (The gang)
This shit you never see (10 Summers, yeah)
Mustard on the beat, ho

[Chorus: Future]
Yeah, skinny jeans on me with extendo
Hanging with them young niggas, flocking, pulling kick doors
Yeah, we was hanging at the bando
Fully loaded clip, went and snatched up a Benzo
Flew them Dracos out of LA on a PJ
And we taking off, no delay
No delay, we taking up the murder rate
Everything from chinchos to parquet

[Verse 1: Future]
Audemar baguette, have it tinted, better reli-lax
Money coming through, blue hundreds on impact
Married to the game, cop new pink stones
No new friends, cop five new phone
Aston money, need to be the right one
Double up my cups, ooh-ooh, pop one
Cop new drops, upper echelon
Hustlers dream to live lavish
In the middle of the night go to Saturn
Two-tone Patek, go spazzing
Ten brand new whips in traffic
No evidence, no lacking
Bentley routine, go re-up
Fully loaded magazine when you see us
It’s a full time job tryna stay on point
Glock four-zero, hollow points, yeah

[Chorus: Future]
Yeah, skinny jeans on me with extendo
Hanging with them young niggas, flocking, pulling kick doors
Yeah, we was hanging at the bando
Fully loaded clip, went and snatched up a Benzo
Flew them Dracos out of LA on a PJ
And we taking off, no delay
No delay, we taking up the murder rate
Everything from chinchos to parquet

[Verse 2: Future]
Game chose me, I ain’t choose this
Empty out the clip before you lose this
If your city on your back and your shoulder
You gotta rally, you gotta spray like a soldier
Vultures, they come with the territory
V12, your motor is mandatory
Whipping the soda, be cool, do the speed
Make it on Interstate 10 and achieve
This is not regular time, you gon’ bleed
Came from the game, ain’t no trust, pushing keys
From the cook up to the tour bus
You see how far ambition took us
We bring all the hood niggas with us
They non-believers, we made ’em believe us
From my block to your block, they love homicides
Looking like a foreign dealership outside, yeah

[Chorus: Future]
Skinny jeans on me with extendo
Hanging with them young niggas, flocking, pulling kick doors
Yeah, we was hanging at the bando
Fully loaded clip, went and stashed up a benzo
Flew the dracos out at LA on a PJ
And we’re taking off, no delay
No delay, we’re taking off the murder rate
Everything from chinchos to parquet

[Outro: Future]
Interstate 10
We risked it all to get it in
And we would risk it again
It’s breaking my heart, with this currency throwin’
It’s breaking my heart
It’s tearing me up, what you’re doing to me
It’s tearing me apart
This greed and this envy, I don’t know where to go
Don’t know where to start

Play this song

[Intro]
Uh
[?] fucked up, man
[?] swerve
G Herbo, swerve
Swerve, you know I take over [?]
Yeah man you know me and all my niggas gotta [?], you know
[?] he need the max for his first tape, he don’t even rap for it
DJ Big Drum
Willie the beast
C-Sick

[Verse 1]
I had to run it up again (I had to run it up again)
Lost that shit so quick, I’m thinkin’ back like “What the fuck I spend?”
My homies in the pen, I’m talkin’ to them like “How much I’ve seen?”
I just ran it up, couldn’t even complain, I was built to win (Yeah)
Sometimes I think “Why God keep blessin’ me and I’m committin’ sins?”
How come my bitch keep stressin’ me? Man, look at the crib we in
Hell yeah, I’m livin’ it up with my niggas, look at all the shit we did
And my neck start to hurt when I put my chains on, ’cause them bitches big
Bitch it’s Herbo you know what it is (Swervo)
Everything I do big (Big)
And you might think on this bitch I rap, you could still get pop out with the CIG
Before rap I was trappin’ with big time trapper and stay in the trap I did
When I play a track and that bitch on my left and I put it on cap I did
Late night, [?] off an eighth of the add, it was just me and [?]
I remember it was snow every in the ground, [?] I speed it
[?] somebody, I need it
I’m feelin’ like fightin’ my demons
[?] I was pourin’ them eights in them Sprites, I ain’t even feel like fightin’ my demons
Miss the studio sessions and meet with labels back then I ain’t like [?]

[Bridge]
Now I was at the meet with Epic
How did it go? It was epic
But Swervo you say you still independent, how you was at the meetin’, you flexin’
Just know I’m eatin’, I can teach a thing or two, baby come here, you sexy, uh

[Verse 2]
Brought this shit off [?]
Now I got shout out in Texas
You ‘posed to be real nigga, try and confront, pussy ain’t call, you texted
What if I ain’t never get to check it, I got way too many messages
And you know we gon’ pull up, you know everybody got bullets and we rockin’ [?]
Them checks comin’ in, spendin’ ’em, nothing [?], we makin’ investments
That shit comin’ in, shout out my folk gettin’ in, we fuckin’ with massacres
And that shit gettin’ old, shout out my folk gettin’ off, got chickens and [?]
Who know how to whip? [?] and they want a lil’ less for it
Hurry up ‘fore they [?], out in LA fuckin’ off, givin’ wet hoes the rest of it
Ah shit real deal, they ain’t touchin’ it
Hit us up, we got a bunch of it
My homies on [?] they wanna be crunchin’ it
[?] with my dawgs, [?] they wanna see punchin’ it
Buss down the [?]
V-12 whip, doin’ stuff in it
Like “Bonjour, go on tour, make a lil’ ammount of money shit”
Like “On board, walk [?] explore, don’t make it off the floor”
And your bitch thick just walked past in her dress, she gon’ take it off I’m sure
Finna get another crib, boy
This like number four
I’m a shootin’ score
I’m like [?]
I’ma get money, nigga I’m not a robber or
Bitch I’m a hustler and I’m [?] and my momma’s boy
Jumped in that water and I turned into a piranha, boy
And my slime gon’ kill like an anaconda, boy
Pop a perky, superpowers for real, like a Wakanda boy
Let a nigga disrespect you, man what kind of boy?
Smokin’ straight gelatto this ain’t marijuana, boy
And my bitch black but her hair look like Madonna’s, boy
And I’m a rapper but I move like a don dada, boy
And I’m a savage but they love me like Obama, boy

Play this song

[Intro]
My life in a nutshell
This is my life in a nutshell

[Chorus]
This is my life in a nutshell
Heaven so far away
I’m starting to love hell
They know me for my talent, my talent
But don’t know how my pain feels
These prescriptions that I feel
Never make the pain heal (fuck)

[Verse 1]
Back in the lost and found, I go but i’m more lost than found
I know, I feel so cold in LA like I’m sitting back at home, Chicago
They say living’s harder than dying, I’m willing to gamble that
Find me unresponsive, in a hotel room, girl can you handle that
Worst case scenario, you still hear my songs on the stereo
You still hear my name on the radio
I’ll live forever, forever

[Chorus]
This is my life in a nutshell
Heaven so far away
I’m starting to love hell
They know me for my talent, my talent
But don’t know how my pain feels
These prescriptions that I feel
Never make the pain heal

[Verse 2]
(oooooh, ooh, oooooh, ooooh)
Death melodies I sing, cardiac arrest knows
I hate to bring the negative vibes in the room
But that’s the ugly truth
So much of my life, and time the world’s consumed
I’ll throw the duse, and grab the noose
Onto the next chapter, none of this matters
I been feeling helpless

[Chorus]
This is my life in a nutshell
Heaven so far away
I’m starting to love hell
They know me for my talent, my talent
But don’t know how my pain feels
These prescriptions that I feel
Never make the pain heal

Play this song

[Intro]
Man, last time 2Pac came to me in a dream
I was living in Wichita, Kansas
Once I moved to LA, I think it was so many things being thrown at me and [?]
But I’m back now, and I think that [?] caused him to visit me in a dream again
And then inspired me to write this

[Verse]
I’ve been tryna talk, nobody listens
Now I’m famous niggas say I changed, totally different
I’ve been looking up to Pac since I started this mission
So they denounce me, man, I feel like I’m a fucking religion
Don’t you act like you know me
I can’t bear some of you niggas like yogi
People hate but they will follow you closely
Social media’s a circus full of miss guided people who equate a fucking post to a God damn trophy
Man you must be lonely
At the crib sitting by yourself
Pointing the finger at somebody with 3 at yourself
All these people spread shit (sheet) this not Excel
They don’t hate you, son, they hate themselves
Yes
This world is full of sheep
You can count ’em you don’t even have to go sleep
These people shallow swear they woke but they fake deep
Watch a nigga drown we gon’ ride on our enemies
And that a fact facts
It’s been a while since we talked Pac
Remember hit ’em up that mumble rap it ain’t stopped
It’s been 2 years since that dream and I ain’t popped
Maybe if I slur my fucking words I’mma get hot
So what’s the vibe if they sheep then we leading the blind
If ones lost should we waste time and even go find
At what cost do we give up on these human lives
Let me die or will God charge us for that crime
It’s all questions
I think it’s connected
It’s good over evil but the evil get selected
Replenishes by natural selection
This world’s coming to an end
Spend time, not money, with your family and your friends
Pac what direction should I head in
Mainstream star or underground legend
Rapper for the system or rapper for wretched
Swear I almost lost myself but now I’m back and I’m invested
Swear I almost got caught up in the lifestyle
LA living was LA pimping and fucking on these LA bitches
But now I’m focused
And I’m back on track
It’s not about the fucking fall
It’s how you bounce right back
So now what Pac I’m two years older
That first dream wasn’t a fluke I had to build my shoulders
Almost lost my damn mind and my heart got colder
But now I’m ready for the war you can deploy this soldier
So gimme the chance again
No, I will not stop
I’ll spit real til’ the fake have to leave their spot
Ye you know I was a janitor when we last talked
And now I’m cleaning up the game with that same damn mop
Pac do you hear me dawg
I’m trynna make a change
But I ain’t gangsta enough so they call me lame
Fuck the money, fuck the bitches, fuck the fame
I realized that all I have is my damn name
So from here on out the only time, you’ll hear Dax is when it’s out his mouth
I’mma make a fucking change and I have no doubt
So stay tuned and you’ll see what I’m talking about
It’s Dax

[Outro]
I’ve got a lot of stuff [?]
Whatever I drop next is gonna make an impact
It’s Dax

Play this song

[Intro]
My genetics
My genetics
My genetics
G-E-N-E-T-I-C

[Verse 1]
Beauty queen since 17
At least to me, I was born with it
Maybelline is good to me
But I believe I was born with it

[Pre-Chorus]
I work and work and work and
I’ve been working on myself
But I can’t take cred cause it’s from somebody else
Watch me work and work and work and
I’ve been sweating on myself
All them boys, all them girls, make ’em stop

[Chorus]
How you get that bod?
Is it from God?
Did you work real hard?
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S
How you get that bass?
Is it all fake?
Made in LA?
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S

[Verse 2]
My DNA is graded A
You see this face, I was born with it
I ain’t ashamed to say one day I might upgrade
I could fuss with it

[Pre-Chorus]
I work and work and work and
I’ve been working on myself
But I can’t take cred cause it’s from somebody else
Watch me work and work and work and
I’ve been sweating on myself
All them boys, all them girls, make ’em stop

[Chorus]
How you get that bod? (Bod)
Is it from God? (Is it? Ah)
Did you work real hard? (Oh)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S
How you get that bass? (How you get that?)
Is it all fake? (Is it all fake?)
Made in LA? (Oh)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S (Ayy)

[Post-Chorus]
My genetics (Oh)
My genetics (Oh)
My genetics (Oh)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S (Ayy)
My genetics
My genetics (Oh)
My genetics
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S

[Bridge]
My genetics (Ayy)
My genetics
My genetics (Ah)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S (Ah)
My genetics (Ah)
My genetics
My genetics
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S

[Chorus]
How you get that bod? (How you get that bod?)
Is it from God? (Is it from God?)
Did you work real hard? (Did you work real hard?)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S
How you get that bass?
Tell me, is it all fake?
Made in LA?
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S (Ayy)

[Outro]
My genetics (Ayy)
My genetics (Is it from God?)
My genetics (Oh)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S (Ayy)
My genetics (Ayy)
My genetics (Is it from God?)
My genetics
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S

Play this song

[Intro]
Night swim

[Verse 1]
New friends, cold black ocean
Sun down, fingers frozen
You’re a new wave, new emotion
Not quite lovers, but I’m so open for you
Can’t stay, see you later
Slow fade, days like vapor
I’m a sad bitch, end of summer
End of another, my tears runneth over

[Pre-Chorus]
Cherry fly, cherry fly, short pretty life
Nothing wrong, nothing wrong, go if you like
50 days, 50 days, one final night
Can you stay? Can you stay? Say that you might

[Chorus]
Night swimming, darkness twisting
Lights out, just keep clinging to me
Won’t drown, just keep kicking with me
What a feeling, night swimming
Yeah

[Verse 2]
LA, mistake maker
Biscayne, pastel papers
I got new plans, future waters
Future planets, if you want ’em
You got big cake, still don’t matter
Full case, you never been sadder
Like a sad bitch, I think you’d rather
Not get shattered, so you scatter

[Pre-Chorus]
And you cruise around, cruise around, ride in the night
Think about, think about, me right by your side
50 days, 50 days, ultraviolet light
You should stay, you should stay, you should really try

[Chorus]
Night swimming, darkness twisting
Lights out, just keep clinging to me
Won’t drown, just keep kicking with me
What a feeling, night swimming
Night swimming, we’re still dripping
Starlight, just keep wishing on me
Uptight, just keep chilling with me
What a feeling, ah (Night swimming)

[Bridge]
Oh, drift out with me, now we got each other
Something beautiful can last forever
Don’t forget me now, it’d be so bummer
Sinking under, one last summer
Drift out with me, now we got each other
Something beautiful can last forever
Don’t forget me now, it’d be so bummer
Sinking under, one last summer
Night swimming, no more endings, yeah
Night swimming, just keep kicking with me
Night swimming

[Chorus]
Night swimming, darkness twisting
Lights out, just keep clinging to me
Won’t drown, just keep kicking with me
What a feeling, night swimming

[Outro]
[?] with me, now we got each other
Something beautiful can last forever (Just keep kicking with me)
Don’t forget me now, it’d be so bummer (Just keep kicking with me)
Sinking under, we’re just night swimming

Play this song

[Chorus: Tdot illdude]
Convertibles and Cuban links just like a prize
I  gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My  eye (First place), ooh
Champion on every street that I survive
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My  eye (First place), ooh

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
OG,  S-N-double O-P
Money talk, nigga, bullshit walk
‘Fore  a nigga show up, gotta envelope me
Big dog, you could never short me (What?)
I need it all upfront, no backend
Since a lil’ nigga, Dogg got it crackin’
On  deck all times, no lacking
Head on swivel ’cause anything can happen
I was banging before I was rapping (Rapping)
I was slanging before it was trapping (Trapping)
Always on go, it’s automatic
Gold medal caught my eye, I gotta have it
We lost Nip too soon, that’s tragic
But he gave LA more wins than Magic
More wins than Kobe and Shaq did
Champions never die, they everlasting

[Chorus: Tdot illdude]
Convertibles and Cuban links just like a prize
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh
Champion on every street that I survive
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
I’m a boss, I’m a genius, I can’t turn it off
A lot of niggas not caught from this cloth
You are witnessing a gangster evolve
After all the run-ins with the law (What?)
After life threw me all them curveballs (Curveballs)
You’da thought I gave up, but nah (Nah)
Grow man, thug it out, stand tall
Who sold millions of records and balled?
Never slowed up, no no, not at all
From the streets of Long Beach, it’s the Dogg
I hustled every day, how you think I got it all?
Did it my way, I done broke a lot of laws
Always came in first place, I ain’t never tied with y’all
Everything real, I ain’t never lied to y’all
First place (First place)

[Chorus: Tdot illdude]
Convertibles and Cuban links just like a prize
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh
Champion on every street that I survive
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh

Play this song

[Verse 1]
Well, I shook hands with the devil
Down on the south side
And he bought us both a drink
With a pad and a pencil sat by his side
I said, “Tell me what you think”

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been looking for my savior, looking for my truth
I even asked my shrink
He brought me down to his level
Said, “Son, you’re not special
You won’t find him where you think”

[Chorus]
You won’t find him down on Sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you’re tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA

[Verse 2]
Took a sip of his whiskey
Said, “Now that you’re with me
Well, I think that you should stay”
Yeah, I know you’ve been busy
Searching through the city
So let me share the way

[Pre-Chorus]
I know I’m not your savior
Know I’m not your truth
But I think we could be friends
He said “Come down to my level
Hang out with the devil
Let me tell you, in the end…

[Chorus]
You won’t find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you’re tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA”

[Bridge]
And that is when I knew that it was time to go home
And that is when I realized that I was alone
And all the vibrant colors from the lights fade away
And I don’t care what they say

[Chorus]
You won’t find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you’re tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA
I won’t find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when I’m tripping on some pills
When they sold me the dream I was just 16
Packed my bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame I came all this way
‘Cause I won’t find Jesus in LA
And it’s a crying shame I came all this way
‘Cause I won’t find Jesus in LA

Play this song

[Intro: Vory]
Someone hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love, that’s all I need, yeah

[Verse 1: Vory]
Know it ain’t real ’til she tat my name, yeah
Everybody feel but don’t feel my pain, yeah
Everybody say but don’t say my name, yeah
Sayin’ she changed but she still the same
They been tryna get me, tryna reach
Feelin’ like Dolph, nigga, preach
Brother, he might never get release
Feelin’ like I’m on, I need to
They just wanna see the kid deceased
Yeah, she always tryna get a piece
In the house but she ain’t on the leash
Cut her off, lil’ mama get released, oh yeah
Put them diamonds your neck, yeah
Don’t you ever forget, yeah
I’m with only Pateks, yeah
I don’t do no Rolexs, yay
She know this been a hell of a day
In Miami, my condo, I’m late
‘Cause a nigga got tired of LA, oh yay

[Chorus: Vory]
Someone (Someone), hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love (Your love), that’s all I need, yeah
And your trust, girl, that’s all that I want (I want)
Even when it falls apart, girl, we one
Someone (Someone), hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love (Your love), that’s all I need, yeah
And your trust, girl, that’s all that I want (I want)
Even when it falls apart, girl, we one

[Verse 2: Rich the Kid]
You trust, baby, want your love, baby
That’s all I need, yeah, I just can’t leave, yeah
That pussy certified (Certified)
Girl, I know it’s love, I see it in your eyes
If she want a Birkin, I’ma buy her five
With them other niggas, guess she wasn’t satisfied
Give me a ring-ring, one call
I might cry, cry for you, baby
I might die, die for you, baby
Do a drive-by for you, baby
I won’t never lie to you, baby
Oh yeah, oh yeah (Oh yeah)
I’m gon’ always be right here (Right here)
You won’t never have no tears (No tears)
Ice on all your wrists (Your wrists)
One call, ring-ring, yeah (Yeah)
Wouldn’t trade you for the world, that’s what you mean, yeah (That’s what you mean, yeah)
Rich

[Chorus: Vory]
Someone (Someone), hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love (Your love), that’s all I need, yeah
And your trust, girl, that’s all that I want (I want)
Even when it falls apart, girl, we one
Someone (Someone), hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love (Your love), that’s all I need, yeah
And your trust, girl, that’s all that I want (I want)
Even when it falls apart, girl, we one
Someone (Someone), hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love (Your love), that’s all I need, yeah
And your trust, girl, that’s all that I want (I want)
Even when it falls apart, girl, we one

[Verse 1]
You know it is twelve o’clock in Soho, baby
It’s gin o’clock where I wake up, I don’t know
And I think about you, lo, everywhere I go
And I’ve done everythin’ and I’ve been everywhere, you know

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been fed gold by sweet fools in Abu Dhabi
And I’ve danced real slow with Rockettes on Dodge and Molly

[Chorus]
But I’ve had no love like your love, ooh, I’m nobody
I’d be appalled if I saw you ever try to be a saint
I wouldn’t fall for someone I thought couldn’t misbehave
But I want you to know that I’ve had no love like your love

[Verse 2]
Honey, when you warm the bed on Wednesday
It’s suicide Tuesday back in LA
If I had the choice between here and Illinois
Excitement of a thousand dollars turnin’ up your voice

[Pre-Chorus]
At first chance, I’d take the bed warmed by the body, woo
I once warmed my hands over a burnin’ Maserati, woo

[Chorus]
Still I’ve had no love like your love from nobody
I’d be appalled if I saw you ever try to be a saint
I wouldn’t fall for someone I thought couldn’t misbehave
But I want you to know that I’ve had no love like your love
And on the other side, why should we deny the truth?
We could have less to worry about, honey, I won’t lie to you
But everything I do, I’ve had no love like your love

[Verse 1]
Morning found me lying on a floor in New Orleans
Looking like the patches was about to eat my jeans
Feeling like my belly was a warehouse for the blues
And I sure miss my sweet Cocaine Carolina
Met her on an ocean liner, called her Cocaine Carolina
She was quite a lady then and I was twenty two
God knows how much I adored her, I just could not afford her
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

[Chorus]
So goodbye Cocaine Carolina, you and I are through
I’m going back to LA getting clean, what I need to do
She don’t want me for my money, she just wants my body honey
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

[Verse 2]
Oh someone said if I was lucky, I could go to Kentucky
Lexington was famous for it’s strip clubs and it’s pills
Carolina oh we should get up, don’t you know we’ll have to split up
Maybe I should go back to California

[Chorus]
So goodbye Cocaine Carolina, you and I are through
I’m going back to LA getting clean, what I need to do
She don’t want me for my money, she just wants my body honey
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

[Outro]
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

[Verse 1]
Balenci (hmm), shoe size on my toe
They know me (hmm), everywhere I go
Codeine (hmm), double cup make her toast
Got rackies, getting bags coast to coast
Elliot lit my wrist up
Diamond rings cover my fist up
After she suck my dick (what), she get kicked out, get kicked up
I ain’t cuffing that bitch (no), that ain’t on my agenda
Met that bitch in LA, but I fucked her in Atlanta
30 pointers in my chain, going fast in my own lane
Like Gunna, I drip insane
Make a smart girl give me brain
Let the perkys kill my pain
Break a hundred, tell her keep the change
Now the Gucci store know my name
Hottest brown boy in the game

[Chorus]
Got two chains, my diamonds glistenin’, VVs hit like this, bing
I just wanna fuck, no kissin’, peasant bitches can’t kiss kings
(Yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Yeah) Might’ve fucked that bitch, but she ain’t my ting ting
Let that bitch sneak her snap, let her boyfriend know she with me
Say I look like a snack, diamonds on baseball bat, they hittin’
(Yeah, bling bling) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Yeah, ching ching) Might’ve fucked that bitch, but she ain’t my ting ting

[Verse 2]
I’m TT (hmm), rolling up the dope
Bad bitch freaky (hmm), grab the bitch by her throat
Ice my pinky, AP flooded I need a boat
Get shot like Ricky (hmm), taking a brown boy for a joke
Gucci stripes all on me, cost me 80 for one sock
First time I tried to cook it, lost my RILP inside the pot
See 12 and I always book it, had a dream I was in a cell
380 racks can book me, you know all my tickets gon sell

[Chorus]
Balenci (hmm), shoe size on my toe
They know me (hmm), everywhere I go
Codeine (hmm), double cup make her toast
Got rackies, getting bags coast to coast
Got two chains, my diamonds glistenin’, VVs hit like this, bing
I just wanna fuck, no kissin’, peasant bitches can’t kiss kings
(Yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Yeah) Might’ve fucked that bitch, but she ain’t my ting ting
Let that bitch sneak her snap, let her boyfriend know she with me
Say I look like a snack, diamonds on baseball bat, they hittin’
(Yeah, bling bling) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Yeah, ching ching) Might’ve fucked that bitch, but she ain’t my ting ting