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[Intro]
Yeah, man, oh man, oh man

[Verse 1]
Bartender looked at me like
“Pony up, man, we’re closin’ down”
I paid the tab, and I turned around
Got on that phone on the way home
And ended up down the rabbit hole again
It’s funny how you haven’t changed a bit
But you’re twice as pretty
Glad you finally got to see New York City
And I know it’s not a race
But it looks like you’re gettin’ over me
Faster than I’m gettin’ over you
But hey, what you gon’ do?

[Chorus]
I’m sick of sittin’ at the house, dyin’ on my phone
Wishin’ I was somewhere I can be alone
Try to let you go, somethin’ always reminds me
I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s
I’m tired of gettin’ drunk, tired of bein’ free
Tired of seein’ pictures I don’t wanna see
Girl, you’re everywhere, everywhere but behind me
I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s

[Verse 2]
Back then, I could’ve convinced myself
That maybe you called when I was out
But you didn’t know what to say, so you didn’t leave a message
And that you’re probably at home right now, sound asleep
‘Cause goin’ out isn’t really your thing
And I wouldn’t have a clue what you been up to lately
Or who you been up to it with
But when I don’t miss your calls, I miss you callin’
And I go ’round and ’round again

[Chorus]
I’m sick of sittin’ at the house, dyin’ on my phone
Wishin’ I was somewhere I can be alone
Try to let you go, somethin’ always reminds me
I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s
I’m tired of gettin’ drunk, tired of bein’ free
Tired of seein’ pictures I don’t wanna see
Girl, you’re everywhere, everywhere but behind me
I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s

[Bridge]
Modern love, it’s the modern hearts breakin’
I’m just a product of my generation, and I
‘Bout had enough, watchin’ you gettin’ on with your life

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m sick of sittin’ at the house, dyin’ on my phone
Wishin’ I was somewhere I can be alone
I try to let you go, somethin’ always reminds me
(I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s)
I’m tired of gettin’ drunk, tired of bein’ free
Tired of seein’ pictures I don’t wanna see
Girl, you’re everywhere, everywhere but behind me
I bet breakin’ up was easy in the ’90s

[Outro]
Hearts breakin’
I’m a product of my
Oh, a product of my generation, oh, and I
My baby, my baby

[Verse 1]
Young girl, up early
Wasn’t old enough to drive
Took a trip from Seminole County
With her mother by her side
Next up, New York City
World was falling at her feet
She thought she was making music
But she was only filling seats

[Chorus 1]
No regrets, with a few exceptions
Every wrong turn, was the right direction
Still a part of me
Still a part of me

[Verse 2]
Glowsticks, pink cotton candy
A touch of glitter on her lips
On parade for the radio station
So they’ll play her biggest hits
Missed prom, missed graduation
No college end of Fall
On the road with a boyband, singing
For the people in the mall

[Chorus 2]
No regrets, with a few exceptions
Learning to love all the imperfections
That are still a part of me
Still a part of me
Still a part of me
Still a part of me

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]
Somewhere between the demo
And the lonely public eye
So real, real famous
Without even knowing why

[Chorus 3]
No regrets, with a few exceptions
Every wrong turn was the right direction
Learning to love all the imperfections
That are still a part of me
Still a part of me
Still a part of me
Still a part of me

There is truth and there are stories
From the day when she was born
Like the hearts that beat before me
I will try
I will try
I will try

She was born near New York City
Where the lights can burn your eyes
It’s no wonder why it’s so pretty
Where the stars fall from the sky

Like the wind, she whispers sweetly
In my ear she sings in rhyme
Though the words I can’t remember
I will try
I will try
I will try

In the morning she’s an angel
After noon, she stands a child
By the evening time she’s singing
All through the night she dreams so wild

Like the wind, she whispers sweetly
In my ear she sings in rhyme
Though the words I can’t remember
I will try
I will try
I will try

Just to be there when the sun goes down
Not to freak out when the darkness rolls around
Doesn’t anybody see what I see?
Might be impossible to heal this body

No one tells me when I’m dreaming anymore
I’m drifting endless on a sea without a shore
Oh, my love, shine shine shine
And maybe I might finally find her tonight
I will try
I will try
I will try
I will try
I will try
I will try
I will try
I will try
I will try
I will try, try
I will try, try
I will try, try

[Chorus: Tish Hyman]
100 thousand cash, I can show you what it feels like
Birkin bag, I can show you what it feels like
200 on the dash, I can show you what it feels like
That’s a real ass ’cause I know what it feels like
Weeks in Dubai, I can show you what it feels like
Thousand dollar meals, I can show you what it feels like
Trapping on the grind, I can show you what it feels like
Tell you that I’m on and that’s what it feels like

[Verse 1: Tish Hyman]
I’m from New York City so you know you better come, right
Tourin’ overseas, no sleep ’til sunrise
If that was your girl, then she wasn’t last night
Don’t be mad at me, nigga, that’s your life
Said she love my jewels, wanna know what it feel like
You got too many rules and she lookin’ for the free life
Drop top Rolls, she tryna catch a breeze like
She know I got the gold, she tryna catch a breeze like

[Chorus: Tish Hyman]
100 thousand cash, I can show you what it feels like
Birkin bag, I can show you what it feels like
200 on the dash, I can show you what it feels like
That’s a real ass ’cause I know what it feels like
Weeks in Dubai, I can show you what it feels like
Thousand dollar meals, I can show you what it feels like
Trapping on the grind, I can show you what it feels like
Tell you that I’m on and that’s what it feels like

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
She know what it feels like
She know Dolla lay the pipe (aw yeah)
Baby got a past (so what?)
She got miles on that ass
Shawty been in mansions
Shawty been in foreigns
I just follow shawty
She told me you’re borin’
Hotel, hotel suite (hotel, hotel, hotel)
I’ma do the Louis supreme
Shoppin’ ’til we fall out (fall out)
We just f**k after we fall out, ooh yeah

[Chorus: Tish Hyman]
100 thousand cash, I can show you what it feels like
Birkin bag, I can show you what it feels like
200 on the dash, I can show you what it feels like
That’s a real ass ’cause I know what it feels like
Weeks in Dubai, I can show you what it feels like
Thousand dollar meals, I can show you what it feels like
Trapping on the grind, I can show you what it feels like
Tell you that I’m on and that’s what it feels like

[Verse 3: DeJ Loaf]
Chanel bags, Givenchy
The back of the woods, watch you lean on me
Your nigga be purp’ed out
I ain’t talkin’ ’bout I no weed
I been with the same OG’s
Bust down, twin Rollies
Bust ya down, try to rob me
Whoa
Passport, get you stamped
Have you ever flown on a jet?
Baby, let me take you there
Pick a place, we go there
Eeny meeny minie moe
We spend it all ’cause there’s plenty more

[Chorus: Tish Hyman]
100 thousand cash, I can show you what it feels like
Birkin bag, I can show you what it feels like
200 on the dash, I can show you what it feels like
That’s a real ass ’cause I know what it feels like
Weeks in Dubai, I can show you what it feels like
Thousand dollar meals, I can show you what it feels like
Trapping on the grind, I can show you what it feels like
Tell you that I’m on and that’s what it feels like

This life is crazy
Moving different places
New York City or west coast before the Fall
Only got some time
To make this mine
Let’s make this moment last, f**k it up til the last glass

Oh, we’re all just wanderers
Oh, taking it turn by turn
Oh, gonna let the record burn
Oh, oh

Just let the waves crash down
We’re gonna make the most of right now
Won’t be taken by the oceans
Won’t be taken by the oceans
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

So many doubt us
Crazy’s what they call us
Cuz we refuse to say anything will get in our way
Try to take my style
Catch up it’ll take a while
I’m in a different lane, making them go insane

Oh, we’re all just wanderers
Oh, taking it turn by turn
Oh, gonna let the record burn
Oh, oh

Just let the waves crash down
We’re gonna make the most of right now
Won’t be taken by the oceans
Won’t be taken by the oceans
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, we’re all just wanderers
Oh, taking it turn by turn
Oh, gonna let the record burn
Oh, oh

Just let the waves crash down
We’re gonna make the most of right now
Won’t be taken by the oceans
Won’t be taken by the oceans
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I’m alive in New York City
I’m alive in New York City
New York City is keeping me alive

Ain’t no need to strive in New York City
No need to strive in New York City
Ah, New York City is keeping me alive

[Chorus]
Well it’s not so bad
Ah, but then it’s really not that good
Where I go I see all the people sad
They wouldn’t help even if they could

[Verse 2]
I’m alive in New York City
Your spirit dies in New York City
Ah, New York City is keeping me alive

[Chorus]
Well if I just had
Another chance to do some good
Where I go I see all the people sad
I help you, I help you if I could

[Verse 3]
I’m alive in New York City
I’m alive in New York City
New York City is keeping me alive

I’m alive in New York City
Your brains get fried in New York City
Ah, New York City is keeping me alive
Ah, New York City is keeping me alive

[Snippet]

[Verse 1]
I’ve been trying not to think about it, I can’t help it
I know you don’t wanna hear from me, but I am selfish
And it kills me inside that you can drink on Friday nights
And not even pick up the phone
Yeah, it amazes me that you move on so easily
From someone that you once called home

I wish you had enough discipline for the both of us
Just because I don’t know how to turn off the way I feel
I know you always fell out love so damn easily
But honestly, I don’t think you ever had something real

[Pre-Chorus]
Until you met me, drinks in New York City
f**k, you looked so pretty
Think I fell in love before I even knew your birthday
Kissed you on our first date
Somehow I knew someday
This would hurt ’cause I could never let you go

[Chorus]
Oh, I’ll spend my whole life
Hoping your heart is free, heart is free
Oh, I’ll spend my whole life
Hoping your heart is free, heart is free
Oh I’ll spend my whole life
This ain’t part of me, part of me
‘Cause you had all of me honestly

[Verse 2]

[Pre-Chorus]
Until you met me, drinks in New York City
f**k, you looked so pretty
Think I fell in love before I even knew your birthday
Kissed you on our first date
Somehow I knew someday
This would hurt ’cause I could never let you go

[Chorus]
Oh, I’ll spend my whole life
Hoping your heart is free, heart is free
Oh, I’ll spend my whole life
Hoping your heart is free, heart is free
Oh I’ll spend my whole life
This ain’t part of me, part of me
‘Cause you had all of me honestly

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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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[Verse 1]
We were crazy to think
Crazy to think that this could work
Remember how I said I’d die for you?
We were stupid to jump
In the ocean separating us
Remember how I’d fly to you?

[Pre-Chorus]
And I can’t talk to you when you’re like this
Staring out the window like I’m not your favorite town
I’m New York City
I still do it for you, babe
They all warned us about times like this
They say the road gets hard and you get lost
When you’re led by blind faith, blind faith

[Chorus]
But we might just get away with it
Religion’s in your lips
Even if it’s a false god
We’d still worship
We might just get away with it
The altar is my hips
Even if it’s a false god
We’d still worship this love
We’d still worship this love
We’d still worship this love

[Verse 2]
I know heaven’s a thing
I go there when you touch me, honey
Hell is when I fight with you
But we can patch it up good
Make confessions and we’re begging for forgiveness
Got the wine for you

[Pre-Chorus]
And you can’t talk to me when I’m like this
Daring you to leave me just so I can try and scare you
You’re the West Village
You still do it for me, babe
They all warned us about times like this
They say the road gets hard and you get lost
When you’re led by blind faith, blind faith

[Chorus]
But we might just get away with it
Religion’s in your lips
Even if it’s a false god
We’d still worship
We might just get away with it
The altar is my hips
Even if it’s a false god
We’d still worship this love
We’d still worship this love
We’d still worship this love, ah

[Outro]
Still worship this love
Even if it’s a false god
Even if it’s a false god
Still worship this love

Play this song

[Verse 1]
Took a trip to San Francisco
All  our friends said we would jive
Didn’t  work, so I left for Fresno
It was quite a scenic drive
Pulled over to watch the children in the park
Used  to only worry about them after dark

[Chorus]
I’m  still looking for my own version of America
One without the gun, where the flag can freely fly
No  bombs in the sky, only fireworks when you and I collide
It’s just a dream I had in mind
It’s just a dream I had in mind
It’s just a dream I had in mind

[Verse 2]
Took  a flight to New York City
I miss that Hudson River line
Took the train back to Lake Placid
That’s another space and time
Where we used to go to drive-ins and listen to the blues
So many things that I think twice about before I do, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m still looking for my own version of America
One without the gun, where the flag can freely fly
No bombs in the sky, only fireworks when you and I collide
It’s just a dream I had in mind
It’s just a dream I had in mind
It’s just a dream I had in mind

[Outro]
It’s just a dream I had in mind

[Skit: Nicki Minaj & Funkmaster Flex]
—Don’t gotta do that
And Don Q together
Who’s that?
Yeah, yeah, because they was—they…
Who’s that?

[Intro]
Yo, we only doin’ this shit once
It get real frightening, you know?
I get real disrespectful when niggas get neglectful of what we do over here
Highbridge stand the fuck up, yeah
Canada!

[Verse]
Uh, live from the DM, I’m hollerin’ at your BM
We discussin’ which color casket you ’bout to leave in
I did this shit for no reason, I’m lettin’ rookies battle
But how did I get in this battle with A Boogie’s shadow?
Big Apple, New York City, more to pity
How could I beef with a dude only poppin’ in four cities?
I made Forbes with Diddys and sat top floors with 50s
And now I’m fully open, I play the bully on ’em
Call for your squad, you rest, you get decimated
You lookin’ like a Styles P nephew that never made it
Forever hated on niggas like Boogie and me
’Cause we was poppin’ in New York and every hood that you see
The day you beat me will be the day you see see
HOT 97 feedin’ you more lovin’ than they feed me
Don’t let these niggas gas you on that podcast and CC
Highbridge, the Label, but only one of y’all on TV
Only one of y’all’ll see awards and eat with the stars
It ain’t really hard to figure out who I’m speakin’ up for
Now that my foot and knee in the door, let’s talk about it, no walkin’ out it
We ’bout to see Le’Quincy body with the chalk around it
I got the full baggage
You drive a Jeep Wrangler, the basic edition, shit ain’t even the full package
Someone tell Quincy I turn beef into mince meat
Hottest of the century, why did he go up against me?
I show niggas love and hatred niggas wanna throw back
He tempted me but never had this energy for Kodak
You paid DreamDoll for a feature to get the pussy
And somehow you think you fuckin’ with me
The first night I seen DreamDoll I fucked her for free
And now you walk around like somehow you got one up on me
Nigga please, this your brother part
This nigga found Soulja Boy’s Gucci headband and wore it in his cover art
Why battle with A Boogie’s shadow?
Why battle with A Boogie’s shadow?
He ain’t even a chapter, he ain’t even a factor
QP and Bubba touchin’ way more money than him, they ain’t even the rappers
It hurts when you kill a nigga you love
Ironic that the salt thrown from the niggas that’s slugs
Chewin’ these niggas with no ingestion
I got a real message for my brother Quincy, my nigga, it’s time to go get tested
It’s a couple hoes in Starlets I know you infected
You really out here fuckin’ raw with a scrotum infection
And what’s worse is you know it, still you go unprotected
You need to focus on a hit, need to go get a record
See you can find a Don Q in the ho nigga section
Go get injected with whatever medicine you need to clear up
‘Cause them pills ain’t workin’ for every time it flare up
Yuck, I’ma let you breathe on that
I’m really beggin’ that you think about your physical health
You’ll never see your fuckin’ album on a physical shelf
I’ll beat your ass, whip your kid with the belt
You never flipped it to sell
You’re not a hustler, your daddy was a customer
I got the info from your baby mama playin’ nympho
You drive a foreign but them 25 hundred dollar hosts ain’t enough for you to pay those rentals
You a shameless mental, well my aim is mental, fuck it
My whole mood I showed y’all fuck it
My dick, I done told y’all suck it
I’ll punch your fat ass in your stomach
And make everything in it go up it
You wrote a tape for your nigga that died
You made a promise it would pop and that the shit would be live
Hurts that you had to tell my nigga a lie
‘Cause that mixtape flopped and so did your other five
Put the gun aside, my nigga, you ain’t the one to shoot
Big guns, nigga, you got locked for a 22
Pussy gotta keep a gun on his waist
‘Cause you lil’ niggas scared to get punched in your face
Jada said it best, Quincy made his bed to rest
Invest in a better vest
Better for my case, these bullets rather hit your head than chest
Quit actin’ like you the mob
You tryna play Gianni
But you got ran out of Amazura and Avianne
The Bridge is over, The Bridge is over
I got an extra long clip that’ll hit your soldiers
My hand shoot like shampoo hit his head and shoulders
I’ll send his nine year old a Barbie just to send condolence
Uh, not the money on the head
40 minutes on stage can put a hundred on his head
I made so much millis and hundreds of this bread
I can have the whole Highbridge comin’ for his head
Top floor, Glock’s stocked in the top drawer by the 38
Bound to bring Le’Quincy Anderson up to the pearly gates
Your daughter just came from turnin’ eight
And takin’ L’s right in front of her is what you tryna perpetrate?
All this blood make me regurgitate
Don’t let my Bronx niggas move and have to boost up the murder rate
But since we’re goin’ here, I’ll let you know I’m here
‘Cause this record right here’s ’bout to give you more shine than A Boogie ever gave you in your whole career
I spit fire, you from the east side of the Bronx, you just a Highbridge dick-rider
You mad at my nigga Mula ’cause his shit hotter
I know how it feels
Nah, I’m lyin’, I don’t know how it feels
I just know that everywhere I go a nigga know I’m s’posed to be real
And I don’t know how exposin’ me feel, fuck nigga

[Outro]
Just to keep it real, I’m only doin’ this shit with you once
You know, I…. I hope, I hope you enjoyed this shit though
I hope, I hope you take this as a blessing, you know?
This, this is a lot of pay-per-view time you’re gettin’ right now
I know you not used to this, you a little frightened
But it’s okay, my son, you know I still fuck with you, nigga
And you know, I mean, at least off of this, at least the celebrities might know your name now, you know?
Like… I hope I did that for you
Oh, in other words too, you wild ugly, nigga
Wild fuckin’ ugly, nigga
You wild ugly, nigga
Fuck outta here

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks
Do what I wanna
Love every single part of my body
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine
I’m okay with not being perfect

[Chorus]
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (ooh, woah, ooh)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (ooh, woah, ooh)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (ooh)

[Verse 1]
No matter where I go, everybody stares at me
Not into fancy clothes, I’m rockin’ baggy jeans
Gettin’ too close for comfort but comfort is what I need
So I eat my body weight in chocolate and ice cream, huh
Maybe I bite my nails and don’t think before I speak
Don’t fit in any crowd, don’t ever get much sleep
I wish my legs were bigger, bigger than New York City
And I’ll love who I want to love, ’cause this love is gender-free

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks
Do what I wanna
Love every single part of my body
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine
I’m okay with not being perfect

[Chorus]
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I wake up late and don’t even brush my teeth
Just wanna stuff my face with leftover mac and cheese
You know I get depressed, are you impressed with my honesty?
Still I’ll wear what I wanna wear ’cause I’m cool with what’s underneath, mmm
I wanna kiss someone that I’ll never see again
I wanna go somewhere and go there with all my friends
I wanna take my family to go and see Eminem
‘Cause my sister’s been in love with him since like we were 10

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks
Do what I wanna
Love every single part of my body
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine
I’m okay with not being perfect

[Chorus]
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me

[Bridge]
If you don’t wanna wear makeup, don’t wear makeup
If you don’t wanna break up, then kiss and make up
Remember if you wanna, you can go home
You can say that enough is enough, ah
Alright, this is your time
Time for your life to be yours

[Outro]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks (oh, oh)
Do what I wanna (no, no, no)
Love every single part of my body (I love every single part of my body)
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine (yeah)
I’m okay with not being perfect
‘Cause that’s perfect to me

[Verse 1: Luke]
I saw you looking brand new overnight
And I caught you looking too, but you didn’t look twice
You look happy, oh
You look happy, oh

[Pre Chorus: Luke & Calum]
Flashing back to New York City
Changing flights so you stay with me
Remember thinking that I got this right

[Chorus: Luke & Calum]
Now I wish we never met
‘Cause you’re too hard to forget
While I’m cleaning up your mess
I know he’s taking off your dress
And I know that you don’t, but if I ask you if you love me
I hope you lie, lie, lie, lie to me

[Verse 2: Luke]
It’s 3 AM and the moonlight’s testing me (ah)
If I make to dawn, then it won’t be hard to see (ah)
I ain’t happy, oh
I ain’t too happy, oh

[Pre Chorus: Luke & Calum]
Flashing back to New York City
Changing flights so you stay with me
Problem was, I thought I had this right

[Chorus: Luke & Calum]
Now I wish we never met
‘Cause your too hard to forget
While I’m cleaning up your mess
I know he’s taking off your dress
I know that you don’t, but if I ask you if you love me
I hope you lie, lie, lie, lie, lie to me
Singing, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
Li-li-lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
Lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
Li-li-lie, lie, lie, lie, lie
And I know that you don’t, but if I ask you if you love me
I hope you lie, lie, lie, lie, lie to me

It all started out so easy
11th Street bar downtown
Used to drag the boys out on the weekend
When I heard she liked to come around
Every now and then I’d get to see her
Waltzing in with them eastside boys
She had eyes that could cut through the haze
You could still smoke in bars back in them days

Stop falling for
New York City girls
Stop falling for
New York City girls

So I talked to my main man Kenny
He’s worked the bar there for 100 years or more
When I asked him all about her
He said man what are you doing this to yourself for?

It don’t matter what you do
It don’t matter what you say
She’ll never love you anyway
You’ve got to move on
Yeah you’ve got to move on
Yeah he said yeah

Stop falling for
New York City girls
Stop falling for
New York City girls

Stop falling for
New York City girls
Stop falling for
New York City girls

Loneliness slow dances with darkness
Through the city that never used to sleep
Our ghosts to kiss and ride on the C train
And memories turn into dreams

It don’t matter what I do
It don’t matter what I say
It won’t matter anyway

Stop falling for
New York City girls
Stop falling for
New York City girls
Stop falling for
New York City girls
Stop falling for
New York City girls

[Verse 1]
Early morning I watch you sleep
Not everyone is as lucky as me
I kiss your forehead before I leave
Soon you’ll be old and forget how it feels
To be young and in love
For the very first time build our home of our own
Have a child … what it’s like
When the sun is begining to rise

[Chorus]
Oh, how I hope that if we have a daughter
She’ll grow up to be like you
If she sometimes takes after her father
That would be okay too

[Verse 2]
We could move to another country
Grow our own food, get a couple of sheep
Or a place in maybe New York City
Right by the Statue of Liberty
Cause I know I’ll be fine
Just as long as I’ve got you right here by my side
There’s no fear in my eyes
So take me wherever you like

[Chorus]
And oh, how I hope that if we have a daughter
She’ll grow up to be like you
And if she sometimes takes after her father
That would be okay too

[Verse 1]
The preacher man says it’s the end of time
And the Mississippi River she’s a goin’ dry
The interest is up and the stock market’s down
And you only get mugged if you go downtown
I live back in the woods, you see
My woman and the kids, and the dogs, and me
I got a shotgun, a rifle and a 4-wheel drive
And a country boy can survive, country folks can survive
I can plow a field all day long
I can catch catfish from dusk ’til dawn
We make our own whiskey and our own smoke, too
Ain’t too many things these old boys can’t do
We grow good old tomatoes and homemade wine
And a country boy can survive, country folks can survive

[Chorus 1]
Because you can’t starve us out and you can’t make us run
‘Cause we’re them old boys raised on shotguns
And we say grace and we say Ma’am
If you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn
We came from the West Virginia coal mines
And the Rocky Mountains and the western skies
And we can skin a buck, we can run a trotline
And a country boy can survive, country folks can survive

[Verse 2]
I had a good friend in New York City
He never called me by my name, just “hillbilly”
My grandpa taught me how to live off the land
And his taught him to be a businessman
He used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights
And I’d send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For 43 dollars my friend lost his life
I’d love to spit some beech nut in that dude’s eyes, and shoot him with my old 45
‘Cause a country boy can survive, country folks can survive

[Chorus 2]
‘Cause you can’t starve us out and you can’t make us run
‘Cause we’re them old boys raised on shotguns
And we say grace and we say Ma’am
And if you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn
We’re from North California and south Alabama
And little towns all around this land
And we can skin a buck, and run a trotline
And a country boy can survive, country folks can survive

[Outro]
A country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

(feat. Nas)

[Verse 1: Dave East]
We livin’ life like we stars
Constantly medical come right out them drawers
Deserve a medal for surviving these scars
I’m ducking trifling broads
The gun store ain’t seen a rifle this large
Computer thugs you niggas typing too hard
We backspace and delete a nigga
Them A list parties I never see them niggas
That weed and liquor blurry your vision
You’ll never see the picture
Don’t be defensive
L told me nigga just be consistent
From Little Caesar’s splitting
Niggas change you see ‘em different
Aim for the top though
First class plane to Morocco
The change came I ain’t change
I might cop a Picasso
I’m after bags I’m eating crabs on blocks they will not go
These niggas sad
And you can smell it on me I am not broke
Roll up the nitro
Only coppin’ coke when the price low
In the Maybach told the driver follow where Artie Bike go
Learn survival before you meet your idols as far as I know
This pistol my insurance ain’t no need for calling Geico
Take you to kitchens where they actually cook
Nobody knew you then you had to get booked
Shoot at the car hit the driver
Now the passenger shook
This pack just came in from Cali
I ain’t passing this kush
Remember sitting in the court like damn I’m back in these cuffs
From having arguments with smokers I ain’t have enough dust
Early morning 50 baggies hit the Ave in a rush
We tryna get it might do credit
Just don’t ask for too much
Hundreds we touch

[Verse 2: Nas]
New York City housing authority honor me
Property of the ghetto
Choppers poppin
I should receive a medal for surviving
If you snooze sleep with your snub nose
I did receive a medal from Harvard and rose above those
Obstacle courses where cops and shots will stop you from reaching your full potential
You dreaming life will pinch you
This with no sheet of paper
No pen or pencil straight off the mental
Off the fly
Often they falsify what they been through
I’m on that old flyness
Slidin’ in Benz’s
Minding my business
My time is expensive
My dogs locked down they surviving through pictures

[Verse 3: Dave East]
I could take you to kitchens where they actually cook
Nobody knew you then you had to get booked
Shoot at the car hit the driver
Now the passenger shook
This pack just came in from Cali
I ain’t passing this kush
Remember sitting in the court like damn I’m back in these cuffs
From having arguments with smokers I ain’t have enough dust
Early morning 50 baggies hit the Ave in a rush
We tryna get it might do credit
Just don’t ask for too much
Hundreds we touch

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks
Do what I wanna
Love every single part of my body
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine
I’m okay with not being perfect

[Chorus]
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (ooh, woah, ooh)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (ooh, woah, ooh)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (ooh)

[Verse 1]
No matter where I go, everybody stares at me
Not into fancy clothes, I’m rockin’ baggy jeans
Gettin’ too close for comfort but comfort is what I need
So I eat my body weight in chocolate and ice cream, huh
Maybe I bite my nails and don’t think before I speak
Don’t fit in any crowd, don’t ever get much sleep
I wish my legs were bigger, bigger than New York City
And I’ll love who I want to love, ’cause this love is gender-free

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks
Do what I wanna
Love every single part of my body
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine
I’m okay with not being perfect

[Chorus]
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I wake up late and don’t even brush my teeth
Just wanna stuff my face with leftover mac and cheese
You know I get depressed, are you impressed with my honesty?
Still I’ll wear what I wanna wear ’cause I’m cool with what’s underneath, mmm
I wanna kiss someone that I’ll never see again
I wanna go somewhere and go there with all my friends
I wanna take my family to go and see Eminem
‘Cause my sister’s been in love with him since like we were 10

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks
Do what I wanna
Love every single part of my body
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine
I’m okay with not being perfect

[Chorus]
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na, na, na, na-na)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me (la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la, la, la, la-la)
‘Cause that’s perfect to me

[Bridge]
If you don’t wanna wear makeup, don’t wear makeup
If you don’t wanna break up, then kiss and make up
Remember if you wanna, you can go home
You can say that enough is enough, ah
Alright, this is your time
Time for your life to be yours

[Outro]
Don’t feel like putting makeup on my cheeks (oh, oh)
Do what I wanna (no, no, no)
Love every single part of my body (I love every single part of my body)
Top to the bottom
I’m not a supermodel from a magazine (yeah)
I’m okay with not being perfect
‘Cause that’s perfect to me

[Intro]
(New York City, 1977, here we go)

[Verse 1: Zoe Manville & John Gourley]
Are you living your teens in a shed?
Is growing up giving you the bends?
Is my little sunshine getting jealous of the moonbeams
Feeling gloomy in your bed?
You left your friends where the pavement ends
The road of broken bones begins
Between here and now
There’s glitter falling and a banner that says “welcome to hell”
Make yourself at home but leave behind free will
Can you feel me now?

[Pre-Chorus: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
You know I can’t feel this pain in my heart
Because it’s hard to see it falling apart
Maybe I’m too blind to see why trouble finds me
But if it’s here I’d rather see where it leads
Call me Mr. Lonely

[Chorus: Zach Carothers & Zoe Manville]
You can call me anything, call me if you know me
You can call me king, I got 48 below me
You can call me anything, call me if you know me
You can call me king but there ain’t a lot below me
You can call me king, I’m the king, you wanna know me
But no one calls me, call me Mr. Lonely

[Verse 3: John Gourley]
The stars are falling and I bet they got some stories to tell
Be like long ago when I knew you well
Listen for a change
Can you hear it now?

[Pre-Chorus: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
You know I can’t feel this pain in my heart
Because it’s honestly been falling apart
Maybe I’m too blind to see how trouble finds me
Well if it’s here I’m gonna see where it leads
Call me Mr. Lonely

[Chorus: Zach Carothers & Zoe Manville]
You can call me anything, call me if you know me
You can call me king, I got 48 below me
You can call me anything, call me if you know me
You can call me king but there ain’t a lot below me
You can call me king, I’m the king, you wanna know me
But no one calls me, call me Mr. Lonely

[Verse 4: Zoe Manville]
Do you whisper your dreams to the deaf (hello?)
Deny that it’s all in your head (that thought)
The bitter past sleeps, sitting pretty in a limousine
Lookin’ cruely under-fed (the real king)
Leave your friends where the pavement ends
The road of broken promise begins
Feet, don’t fail me now

[Verse 5: Fat Lip]
Broken promises, alcohol anonymous
Inducted in the hall of fame for vomitin’
I puked around the world, I’m the Duke of Earl
I used to have a girl but she wasn’t happy
She left me naturally, she left with Natalie
They left in the back of a taxi, they was laughin’ at me
So I lit the club, bottles up, poppin’ shit
False sense of happiness, perhaps I’ll take what I get
I guess it’s better than nothin’, right?
Least I got this blunt to light
I’m doin’ what I want tonight
Tomorrow I’m like “fuck my life”
Laugh once, cry twice
I’m bad at takin’ good advice
Man this lonely life ain’t nothin’ nice

[Intro: Dia]
Don’t be anxious, or impatient
‘Cause I-I-I want to hold you close and never let go

[Bridge: Juice]
Yeah, she said baby don’t go, but you and I got to be for you and I
This that do or die, po pimp shit recordin’ in the sky
And I get so high that I forgot ’bout last night, right
Yeah, she said baby don’t go, but you and I got to be for you and I
This that do or die, po pimp shit recordin’ in the sky
And I get so high that I forgot ’bout last night, right

[Chorus: Erick & Juice]
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you (If I miss you), it’s ’cause you’re deep (it’s ’cause you’re deep)
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you (If I miss you), it’s ’cause you’re deep (it’s ’cause you’re deep)

[Verse 1: Erick]
Ooh, I say we struggle
It’s hard livin’, streets have been unforgivin’
Smoke weed, hold deep conversations with winners
‘Cause these my brothers, love ’em to death
Written in stone, so when I’m gone, they huggin’ our breath
Don’t frequent Hell, Gorillaz-pin on lapel
There’s 6 grams in the blunt, on a mission to find myself
Growin’ and breakin’ ties, cryin’ and savin’ lives
Couldn’t be discontent, temptation arrives

[Verse 2: Juice]
Yeah, I’m patiently waiting
But I don’t really give a fuck if we ain’t in your rotation
I put the heart up on this bitch and can’t nobody take it
Brooklyn niggas, we take it, Flatbush baby, gon’ make it
Check it, but these my brothers, love ’em to death
Written in stone, until I’m gone, we puffin’ the death
No concern, nah, compare us, how?
Cool milli off the merch, SoundScan’s shuttin’ down now

[Verse 3: Erick]
I put the bread down on something I wanted for years
If my brother need some money, man I prolly sell that shit hey
Break it into pieces, ooh wow there it is
Brothers make real beats, bomb lyricist
Brothers look the other way, nothing come to trouble mate
This is why I love you dog, smokin’ at your mama’s crib
My brother not a local, my brother travel continents
No need to find a hotel, my brothers got the couch and shit

[Verse 4: Meechy Darko]
Debra’s only son, he was conceived in King’s County
That was ’89, by ’92 he was already rowdy
Misunderstood since he crawled out the womb, the only child
And his momma workin’ three jobs, one was dealin’ with drama
‘Cause I was wildin’, he used to rarely see his father
They seperated, couldn’t keep his dick in his pajamas
Because he was out there hustlin’, tryin’ to be a provider
Tryin’ to turn a pretty penny into a million dollars
They tell you ’bout my family, that bipolar disorder
And due to karma my first youngin’ gon’ be a daughter
When I was 5, I told my mama I wanted to die
And then we cry, the crazy shit, man, it wasn’t a lie
Man, this life is filled with stress
So much oppressed, call New York City "9"
I sit alone and reflect, took me 28 years to realize that I’m blessed
My gran’ died from cancer, I quit them cigarettes
Weight of world on my shoulder, I just finished my reps
All addicted to drugs, we all addicted to sex
Feelin’ so self destructive, like I’m clingin’ to death
Took my 5 digit check and copped some bigger baguettes
Take a look at my writing, finger charm on my neck
Still in touch with myself, that flashy shit won’t prevail
I really be shopping for happiness, but that shit ain’t for sale
But if you don’t show ‘em then they won’t think you do it well
I heard that blood is thicker than them Atlanta strippers
But these my brothers, they ain’t got real brothers to know the difference
And Erick if I could, I’d give your mama my kidney
‘Cause she’s my momma too
I promise you I ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Load .45 Rat-tat, homicide for my niggas
Word up, ’cause you my brothers, love ’em to death
Written in stone, I take my heart and rip it out my chest
To prove to you that it’s Zombie gang, rotten flesh
That’s to the death, nigga—no more, nothing less
True, indeed, Juice, if you ever off or bleed
I’m takin’ care of your seeds, even if that means millions in fees
For custody, she wildin’ out on court, I’m like, "Give that bitch what she needs."
(Order in the court!) Judge please (order!)
I guess I still got alot to maturin’ to do
I know we still got a whole lot of world tourin’ to do
This game is supposed to be locked in, I leak through
Like a real bad pussy pad, watch me seep through
Ooh, it’s Darky baby, a whole different hue
My grand-daddy got 8 balls, come and get a cue
I come from the struggle, motherfucker, get a clue
Headshot, red dot, now make a move

[Chorus: Erick & Juice]
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you (If I miss you), it’s ’cause you’re deep (it’s ’cause you’re deep)
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you (If I miss you), it’s ’cause you’re deep (it’s ’cause you’re deep)

I was three years old
All I wanted was the music and
My parents were doing everything they could
To move away from our place working over time always
While I sat up in my grandma’s project building coloring, ooh

Moved to a small town and started to, started to grow
Poetry written, I’m singing and dancing, ooh
Photographs, painting, cartoons, that’s all I know
That’s all I know, ooh

I have one best friend to this very fucking day
Since we were five years old and I fucking moved away
I wish I never did cause she’s the only one who sees me
For who I really am instead of how many I reach, ooh

Trusted too many fake people while I was still young
Gave them the benefit of the doubt, I was so wrong
I cut them off and they came for blood cause they know
They ain’t getting no more

I’m so done with playing piggy back, ooh
Swear to god I wished y’all all the best, ooh
You’re lying your way to try to gain a piece of me
When you could never come close cause I know my destiny
I worked hard for my shit
Put my love in this shit
Now you’re trying to kill my name for some fame
What is this?
Tried to help you do your shit
Encouraged you to work on it
Was a good friend and you used that to your advantage

Now I’m 22 and I’ve had a crazy year of
Isolation from all the plastic people here
I cannot wait for the day
I can finally move away
Back to New York City where the realest people really stay, ooh

Spent this whole time writing away my heart and my soul
The people I surround myself with have hearts filled with gold
Love and empathy are things that we hold so close
Trying to learn and evolve

I’m so done with playing piggy back, ooh
Swear to god I wished y’all all the best, ooh
You’re lying your way to try to gain a piece of me
When you could never come close cause I know my destiny
I worked hard for my shit
Put my love in this shit
Now you’re trying to kill my name for some fame
What is this?
Tried to help you do your shit
Encouraged you to work on it
Was a good friend and you used that to your advantage

I’m so done with playing piggy back, ooh
Swear to god I wished y’all all the best, ooh
You’re lying your way to try to gain a piece of me
When you could never come close cause I know my destiny

[Intro]
Oh oh oh
Welcome to the Panty Circus
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Ladies and gentlemen, Lady Gaga (Gaga)

[Verse 1]
Who’s that girl?
Running round with no clothes on
Heels in the ground
Almost famous on the scene
She looks like a celebrity
Who’s that girl?
She’s so shiny
Ain’t no way her waist that tiny
Sequins in her hair
Homegirl doesn’t care

[Pre-Chorus]
Baby shake your fanny, fanny
Let me see them pretty panties

[Chorus]
Oh oh, I lost my clothes but everybody knows
We get naughty, at the panty party
It’s time to get undressed and make it glamorous
Let’s get naughty, at the panty party

[Post-Chorus]
Oh whoah, whoah ah
Oh whoah, whoah ah

[Verse 2]
What are you doing over there?
We’re gonna play in underwear
Spanky pants, curious
Bubble wraper, furious
Who’s that girl?
She’s so pretty
Bet you she’s from New York City
Sequins in her hair
Homegirl doesn’t care

[Pre-Chorus]
Baby shake your fanny, fanny
Let me see them pretty panties

[Chorus]
Oh oh, I lost my clothes but everybody knows
We get naughty, at the panty party
It’s time to get undressed and make it glamorous
Let’s get naughty, at the panty party

[Post-Chorus]
Oh whoah, whoah ah
Oh whoah, whoah ah
Oh whoah, whoah ah
Oh whoah, whoah ah

[Bridge]
Baby shake your fanny, fanny
Let me see them pretty panties
Baby shake your fanny, fanny
Let me see them pretty panties

[Chorus]
Oh oh, I lost my clothes but everybody knows
We get naughty, at the panty party
It’s time to get undressed and make it glamorous
Let’s get naughty, at the panty party
Oh oh, I lost my clothes but everybody knows
We get naughty, at the panty party
It’s time to get undressed and make it glamorous
Let’s get naughty, at the panty party

I turn down the covers and I smooth the satin sheets
Pretending I don’t do that for every man I meet
And then I let my hair hand down and make myself smell pretty
With that special kind of perfume
That comes straight from New York City

[Chorus]
On the corner of Elm in the south side of town
Take the second right past Shelby’s Hardware Store
There’s a little white house where the curtains are drawn
And a dim red light on the back porch door

The streetlight on the corner shining circles on the floor
The music from the Hi-Fi slowly drifting through the door
Softly then I’ll smile at you and take you by the hand
For a while I’ll make you know how good it is to be a man

[Chorus]
On the corner of Elm in the south side of town
Take the second right past Shelby’s Hardware Store
There’s a little white house where the curtains are drawn
And a dim red light on the back porch door

Now we lie here in the darkness and we share a cigarette
Till it’s time to turn and softly say goodnight with no regret
I know there’s people in this world, who’d say "It just ain’t right"
But there’s no man who ever lived you’d trade places with tonight

[Chorus]
On the corner of Elm in the south side of town
Take the second right past Shelby’s Hardware Store
There’s a little white house where the curtains are drawn
And a dim red light on the back porch door

[Intro]
You’ll never know ’bout love, you’ll never know ’bout love
You’ll never know ’bout love ’till you try, wanna try?
You’ll never know ’bout love, you’ll never know ’bout love
You’ll never know ’bout love ’till you try, wanna try?

[Verse 1]
Trashy boy, digging my scruffy face
You got my body moving, scratching your shitty bass
You know you’re (warning, warning) going to waste
Meet me, side street, New York City, rewind
(Don’t tell daddy)

[Chorus]
You’re, you’re, you’re (trashy)
A trashy boy (I’m a trashy boy)
You’re, you’re, you’re (trashy)
A trashy boy (wanna try?)

[Verse 2]
I want to rendezvous with you
I want to rendezvous with you (wanna try?)
Misfit, looking like a communist
You’re just a bad habit, kicking myself to kick
You got to keep it down and make it quick
I’ll be your kitten and lap you up
Like you’re a bowl of cream

[Chorus]
You’re, you’re, you’re (trashy)
A trashy boy (I’m a trashy boy)
You’re, you’re, you’re (trashy)
A trashy boy (wanna try?)

[Bridge]
You’ll never know ’bout love, you’ll never know ’bout love
You’ll never know ’bout love ’till you try, wanna try?
You’ll never know ’bout love, you’ll never know ’bout love
You’ll never know ’bout love ’till you try, wanna try?

[Outro]
You’re, you’re, you’re (trashy)
A trashy boy (wanna try?)
You’re, you’re, you’re (trashy)
A trashy boy (wanna try?)
You’re, you’re, you’re (trashy)
A trashy boy (wanna try?)
You’re, you’re, you’re (trashy)
A trashy boy (wanna try?)
You’re, you’re, you’re (trashy)
A trashy boy (wanna try?)
You’re, you’re, you’re (trashy)
A trashy boy (wanna try?)

[Verse 1]
To be young and in love in New York City
To not know who I am but still know that I’m good long as you’re here with me
To be drunk and in love in New York City
Midnight into morning coffee
Burning through the hours talking

Damn…

[Chorus]
I like me better when I’m with you
I like me better when I’m with you
I knew from the first time, I’d stay for a long time cause
I like me better when I’m with you

[Verse 2]
I don’t know what it is but I got that feeling
Waking up in this bed next to you swear the room
Yeah it got no ceiling
If we lay, let the day just pass us by
I might get to too much talking
I might have to tell you something…

Damn…

[Chorus]
I like me better when I’m with you
I like me better when I’m with you
I knew from the first time, I’d stay for a long time cause
I like me better when I’m with you

[Bridge]
Stay awhile stay awhile
Stay here with me
Stay awhile stay awhile, oh
Stay awhile stay awhile
Stay here with me
Lay here with me

[Chorus]
I like me better when I’m with you
(yes I do, yes I do, babe)
I like me better when I’m with you
(oooh noooooo)
I knew from the first time, I’d stay for a long time cause
I like me better when I’m with you

(I like me, I like me)
(Look who you made me, made me, oh nooooo)
Better when
I like me better when i’m with you

Lyrics Riles – Maille

I’m making this beat while on a flight, flight, flight
New York City, business class, alright, right, right
Don’t go there for holidays so why, why, why
Ain’t no secret nigga I just maille, maille, maille
Hotels, hotels, I don’t pay it’s fine, fine, fine
Started from my bedroom, see me shine, shine, shine
I’m gon meet Riri next week so why, why, why
Ain’t no secrets nigga I just mailleee, mailleee, mailleee.

Paint the picture,
Think about it everyday until it’s eats you
Until your life is just a way to smack that vision
Blind like a racer, don’t look beside you
Keep on runnin’ without caring ‘bout the opponent
40 songs later I’m outside my content
All around the world my city I represent
I figured out I’m the first and the last one
Hey man, brake it down
We want to spend time with ya
I don’t spend it anymore, my clock account is overdrawn
Hey sis’, versuri-lyrics.info
Never quit
They know who your brother is
You gon’ be exposed to lotta hypocrisy
Watch your friends.

I’m making this beat while on a flight, flight, flight
New York City, business class, alright, right, right
Don’t go there for holidays so why, why, why
Ain’t no secret nigga I just mailleee, mailleee, mailleee
Hotels, hotels, I don’t pay it’s fine, fine, fine
Started from my bedroom, see me shine, shine, shine
I’m gon meet Riri next week so why, why, why
Ain’t no secrets nigga I just mailleee, mailleee, mailleee.

Checks on the flight
Arrested 3 times
Interrogations, my look is not right
Scars on my face
Afraid of my name
Why you here for?
B***h I’m here to f**k the game, up
Feeling wassup
Rilèsundayz’s location moving fast
Yet, still
Me behind me
Fire the engineer cuz I am mine
Thinking ‘bout every move before I sign
It is a game of chess, not a Simon
I’m not impressed by your racks or your mics
Man, I’d rather my mix, even if I go blind
Who the f**k is ‘front my face?
Work with him so talk like this
Got a really pretty face
But I won’t remember the name
Who the f**k is on my dick?
Ouh you’re trynna be my friend
I’m to paranoid, you’re too nice
There’s something hidden thereee.
Riles lyrics
Video Riles

Sitting in depression
Always carving me irreverent
If I pray the wayward lesson
But your mouth can do it better
Then some god who don’t speak

Fucking up my language
Make some words, we’re never fading
If you stay, say you’ll save me
You can take it all away
When you leave I’ll feel the same

I don’t mind you leaving when the damage is done
And I don’t mind, I feel the same when you’re gone

‘Cause once your loss, once your lies
I don’t wanna be here anymore, anymore
There’s no difference here for when you’re gone, when you’re gone
I’m not crawling on my knees to keep you here

‘Cause once your loss, once your lies
I don’t wanna be here anymore, anymore
There’s no difference here for when you’re gone, when you’re gone
I’m not crawling on my knees to keep you here

Baby take me back to New York City
Where the stars don’t ever see me
I can hide under the scenery of a saturated sky
Just some conjugated meaning
Watch the light drip down your face
And when you’ll leave I’ll feel the same

I don’t mind you leaving when the damage is done
And I don’t mind, I feel the same when you’re gone

[Instrumental break]

‘Cause once your loss, once your lies
I don’t wanna be here anymore, anymore
There’s no difference here for when you’re gone, when you’re gone
I’m not crawling on my knees to keep you here

‘Cause once your loss, once your lies
I don’t wanna be here anymore, anymore
There’s no difference here for when you’re gone, when you’re gone
I’m not crawling on my knees to keep you here

(I’m not crawling on my knees to keep you here)
(I’m not crawling on my knees to keep you here)
(I’m not crawling on my knees to keep you here)

Lyrics Young M.A – Hot sauce

Straight off the top
M.A bring them hoes out
Redlyfe bring them poles out.(hot sauce)

Pull up to the club with a bottle on me (that Henny)
I’m already sipping
Got five voicemails, I just left the brib
And my b*tch, she already tripping
Blu just rolled a blunt, he like, “bro you good?”
I’m like, “nah bro, let me hit it”
Puff puff drink, I don’t wanna think
Groupies want a picture, groupies gotta wait
I’m in another zone, I’m in another zone
My girl getting on my nerves, I ain’t going home
Ain’t got time for this shit (I don’t got time for this shit)
I ain’t got time for this b*tch (I don’t got time for this b*tch)
Throwing ones like money grow on trees
So when I look down all I see is green
Never look for love in the strip club
Where all the bartenders give me big hugs, wait
Hold up, turn around, tssk, girl
Where you think you going with that big butt?
Brown water sippin’ in that big cup
My nigga Bottle only rolling big blunts
Chill dude, you are not a tough guy
Not the only one with a gun, guy
My hitters like shootin’ shit for fun, guy
Head shot, hit the boy one time
Do not come to Brooklyn with that nonsense
I used to bag the work in them apartments
Now I get a bag for a walkthrough
If you want to book me, Big Savage who you talk to
While they making disses I’m just making hits
‘Cause if it don’t make dollars it don’t make no sense
This is chess, not checkers, learn the game dude
But I just can’t relate ’cause that’s what lames do
Big brown bone, she look like Babe Ruth
She let me hit it out the park like I’m Babe Ruth
Then I hit my dougie, ooh I’m pretty though
Bring that Hilfiger back and I’m jiggy though
Niggas know I’m hot but they envy though
Oh well, at least my b*tch is with me ho
This her favorite song, this her favorite song (OOOUUU)
She get in her Birk when they put this on
Owww, that’s the thot call
OOOUUU, shawty got that hot sauce
My guys don’t talk, they just pop off
If a thot tryna front, she’ll get dropped off
My homie Sav in that Porsche with the top off
I’m in that Audi with some slippers and some socks on
Doin’ 95 just to piss a cop off
Then I pull up to your hood and piss your block off (skrt skrt)
b*tch I got that hot sauce
So NY with these Timbs on
And shoutout to the girls who don’t wear sew-ins
Cause it’s all about my b*tches with the wigs on, OOOUUU
You don’t got no hot sauce
You are not hot, you a knockoff
f*ck around boy and get your top knocked off
Hear them hoes, yeah they quick to really pop off
And them Redlyfe niggas, yeah they pop off
And you know this the beat I can bop on
Yeah we bop on, New York City bop on ’em
Yeah we bop, I’ma bop, I’ma bop on ’em
OOOUUUUUU versuri-lyrics.info
Yeah we got that hot sauce
But you niggas got no hot sauce
This the type of beat I can bop on
I need a quick thot that can top off
This the year that I really get my guap on
And you know the whole game, I got a lock on
It’s Young M.A, Redlyfe, got that hot sauce
Redlyfe got that hot sauce
Shawty you don’t got no hot sauce
Nah, you don’t got no hot sauce
You don’t got no hot sauce
Them Redlyfe niggas got that hot sauceee.
Young M.A
Video sauce

[Intro]
Straight off the top
M.A bring them hoes out
Redlyfe bring them poles out

[Verse]
Pull up to the club with a bottle on me (that Henny)
I’m already sipping
Got five voicemails, I just left the brib
And my bitch, she already tripping
Blu just rolled a blunt, he like, "bro you good?"
I’m like, "nah bro, let me hit it"
Puff puff drink, I don’t wanna think
Groupies want a picture, groupies gotta wait
I’m in another zone, I’m in another zone
My girl getting on my nerves, I ain’t going home
Ain’t got time for this shit (I don’t got time for this shit)
I ain’t got time for this bitch (I don’t got time for this bitch)
Throwing ones like money grow on trees
So when I look down all I see is green
Never look for love in the strip club
Where all the bartenders give me big hugs, wait
Hold up, turn around, tssk, girl
Where you think you going with that big butt?
Brown water sippin’ in that big cup
My nigga Bottle only rolling big blunts
Chill dude, you are not a tough guy
Not the only one with a gun, guy
My hitters like shootin’ shit for fun, guy
Head shot, hit the boy one time
Do not come to Brooklyn with that nonsense
I used to bag the work in them apartments
Now I get a bag for a walkthrough
If you want to book me, Big Savage who you talk to
While they making disses I’m just making hits
‘Cause if it don’t make dollars it don’t make no sense
This is chess, not checkers, learn the game dude
But I just can’t relate ’cause that’s what lames do
Big brown bone, she look like Babe Ruth
She let me hit it out the park like I’m Babe Ruth
Then I hit my dougie, ooh I’m pretty though
Bring that Hilfiger back and I’m jiggy though
Niggas know I’m hot but they envy though
Oh well, at least my bitch is with me ho
This her favorite song, this her favorite song (OOOUUU)
She get in her Birk when they put this on
Owww, that’s the thot call
OOOUUU, shawty got that hot sauce
My guys don’t talk, they just pop off
If a thot tryna front, she’ll get dropped off
My homie Sav in that Porsche with the top off
I’m in that Audi with some slippers and some socks on
Doin’ 95 just to piss a cop off
Then I pull up to your hood and piss your block off (skrt skrt)
Bitch I got that hot sauce
So NY with these Timbs on
And shoutout to the girls who don’t wear sew-ins
Cause it’s all about my bitches with the wigs on, OOOUUU
You don’t got no hot sauce
You are not hot, you a knockoff
Fuck around boy and get your top knocked off
Hear them hoes, yeah they quick to really pop off
And them Redlyfe niggas, yeah they pop off
And you know this the beat I can bop on
Yeah we bop on, New York City bop on ’em
Yeah we bop, I’ma bop, I’ma bop on ’em
OOOUUU
Yeah we got that hot sauce
But you niggas got no hot sauce
This the type of beat I can bop on
I need a quick thot that can top off
This the year that I really get my guap on
And you know the whole game, I got a lock on
It’s Young M.A, Redlyfe, got that hot sauce
Redlyfe got that hot sauce
Shawty you don’t got no hot sauce
Nah, you don’t got no hot sauce
You don’t got no hot sauce
Them Redlyfe niggas got that hot sauce

She’s into superstitions
Black cats and voodoo dolls
I feel a premonition
That girl’s gonna make me fall
She’s into new sensation
New kicks in the candlelight
She’s got a new addiction
For every day and night
She’ll make you take your
Clothes off and go dancing in the rain
She’ll make you live her crazy life
But she’ll take away your pain
Like a bullet to your brain

Upside inside out
She’s livin’ la vida loca
She’ll push and pull you down
Livin’ la vida loca
Her lips are devil red
And her skin’s the color of mocha
She will wear you out
Livin’ la vida loca
She’s livin la vida loca

Woke up in New York City
In a funky cheap hotel
She took my heart
And she took my money
She must’ve slipped me a sleepin’ pill
She never drinks the water
And makes you order
French champagne
Once you’ve has a taste of her
You’ll never be the same
Yeah, she’ll make you go insane

Upside inside out
She’s livin’ la vida loca
She’ll push and pull you down
Livin’ la vida loca
Her lips are devil red
And her skin’s the color of mocha
She will wear you out
Livin’ la vida loca
She’s livin la vida loca

She’ll make you take your
Clothes off and go dancing in the rain
She’ll make you live her crazy life
Until you go insane
No, you’ll never be the same

Upside inside out
She’s livin’ la vida loca
She’ll push and pull you down
Livin’ la vida loca
Her lips are devil red
And her skin’s the color of mocha
She will wear you out
Livin’ la vida loca
Livin’ la vida loca
Livin’ la vida loca
Livin’ la vida loca

Upside inside out
She’s livin’ la vida loca
She’ll push and pull you down
Livin’ la vida loca
Her lips are devil red
And her skin’s the color of mocha
She will wear you out
Livin’ la vida loca
Livin’ la vida loca
Livin’ la vida loca
Livin’ la vida loca