The Chainsmokers – You Owe Me

Lyrics to ‘The Chainsmokers – You Owe Me’ by The Chainsmokers:

The Chainsmokers have shared their new single “You Owe Me.” The track follows their 21 Pilots-sounding single “Sick Boy” from last month, now as part of a 2-sided single cleverly titled Sick Boy…You Owe Me. As another new single from the band, “You Owe Me” trades EDM bombast for palm-muted, pop-punk guitars and an occasional synth line.

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Muse – Thought Contagion lyrics

[Verse 1]
Strung out falling from the big time
Welcome to the infinite black skies
Brain cleansed fractured identity
Fragments and scattered debris

[Chorus]
Thought contagion
Thought contagion

[Verse 2]
Fall down learn when to count it out
Prop me up before I black out
Withdraw before you’re out of time
A clean slate and buried war crimes

You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someone who’s hungrier than you
You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someone’s false beliefs

[Chorus]
Thought contagion
Thought contagion

[Verse 3]
They’ll never do what you want them to
Give it up and watch them break through
It’s too late for a revolution
Brace for the final solution

[Chorus]
Thought contagion
Thought contagion

You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someone who’s hungrier than you
You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someone’s false beliefs

[Chorus]
Thought contagion
Thought contagion
Strung out falling from the big time
Welcome to the infinite black skies
It’s too late for a revolution
Brace for the final solution

Rozzi – Never Over You lyrics

[Verse 1]
I don’t wanna love you, but I do
One more night we can’t undo
Are you losing me or am I losing you?
I’m so over this
But let’s just agree right now we’re not gonna break up
‘Cause I can’t speak if I think you’re gonna walk away
There’s nobody else out there that’s gonna come save us
Could you just shut up and hear what I’m tryin’ to say?

[Chorus]
Sometimes we get too close
Sometimes we can’t let go
Right now I’m overdosed, but I’m never over you
(I’m never over you)
And I know I overthink
And it makes you overdrink
And we say things we don’t mean, but I’m never over you
(I’m never over you)

[Post-Chorus]
Never over you
Never over you
Never over you
I’m never over you

[Verse 2]
You’d think by now we’ve had enough
These sleepless nights make fools of us
Am I keeping you or are you keeping me?
I don’t know what it is but I just can’t leave

[Chorus]
Sometimes we get too close
Sometimes we can’t let go
Right now I’m overdosed, but I’m never over you
(I’m never over you)
And I know I overthink
And it makes you overdrink
And we say things we don’t mean, but I’m never over you
(I’m never over you)

[Post-Chorus]
Never over you
Never over you
Never over you
I’m never over you

[Bridge]
I, I would let you go if I could let you go
Not over you
Never over you
I, I would let you go if I could let you go
Not over you
Never over you

[Chorus]
Sometimes we get too close
Sometimes we can’t let go
Right now I’m overdosed, but I’m never over you
Sometimes we get too close
Sometimes we can’t let go
Right now I’m overdosed, but I’m never over you
(I’m never over you)
And I know I overthink
And it makes you overdrink
And we say things we don’t mean, but I’m never over you

[Post-Chorus]
Never over you
(Never over you)
(Never over you)
I’m never over you
Never over you
I will let you go if I could let you go
Never over you
Never over you
But I’m never over you

K.Flay – Run For Your Life lyrics

Don’t count me out
Just cause I’m down
Boy I’ve been down before
Fate has a way of playing games
And I’ve been keeping score

They tried to tell me I was lost in the forest
Like a cub with no mother when I actually was where I wanted

Bite off the venomous head
Follow the chemical scent
Look for the hole in the fence
Take everything you can [???]
Fast as you can
And run for your life
Run for your life

Don’t show your face
They’ll lock the cage
If you’re an easy mark
I made a plan
Of sweet revenge
I want to take it too far

Bite off the venomous head
Follow the chemical scent
Look for the hole in the fence
Take everything you can [???]
Fast as you can
And run for your life

Run for your life
Run for your life
Run for your life
Run for your life

Oh-uh, oh-oh
Oh-uh, oh-oh
[x 4]

Bite off the venomous head
Fight what the chemicals say
Look for the hole in the fence
Take everything you can [???]
Fast as you can
And run for your life
Run for your life
Run for your life
Run for your life

Ugly God – Imma Dog Lyrics

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
Say you love me, shawty, tell me why
‘Cause I’m a dog and I’ma probably be this way until I die
You say you always gon’ be by my side
You say you trust me with your heart and I swear, I just wonder why
Say “I’m done with this,” you tell me “Don’t go”
Shawty, I ain’t tryna hurt you no more
But you say you love me, shawty, tell me why
‘Cause I’m a dog and I’ma probably be this way until I die

[Verse: Ugly God]
I be up, I’m a go-getter
What I’m doin’, baby, no tellin’
You the shit, you can do so better
But I’m a dog, you should have known better
Like why the fuck you love me? huh
I be gone for weeks, why the fuck you trust me, huh
I sneak out while you sleep, why the fuck you cuff me, huh
Like what the fuck you think, you act like a dummy, huh
Ayy, you catch me slippin’ every time, I know it hurt
I been out, I know you smell it on my shirt
I’m a dog, but I want this shit to work
But I’m tryna fuck on every bitch that’s tryna flirt

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
Say you love me, shawty, tell me why
‘Cause I’m a dog and I’ma probably be this way until I die
You say you always gon’ be by my side
You say you trust me with your heart and I swear, I just wonder why
Say “I’m done with this,” you tell me “Don’t go”
Shawty, I ain’t tryna hurt you no more
But you say you love me, shawty, tell me why
‘Cause I’m a dog and I’ma probably be this way until I die

[Outro: Ugly God]
Ayy, ’cause I’m a dog and I’ma probably be this way until I die
Mm, ’cause I’m a dog and I’ma probably be this way until I die

Tank – When We (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro: Tank]
When we
When we
Mmm
When we
Go

[Verse 1: Trey Songz]
I love the way you fuck me
I love the way you fuck me
But you don’t understand its way more than fucking
When I fucking
I would cross the ocean for you
Stroking through the ocean for you
And then I rub the lotion on you
You got a lot of lotion on you
I want to see the moon shine on you
Can I see the moon shine on you?
A little more lotion on you
Tryna take my time on you
Baby tell me

[Pre-Chorus: Tank & Trey Songz]
Who came to make sweet love? Not me
Who came to kiss and hug? Not me
Who came to beat it up? Rocky
And don’t use those hands to put up that gate and stop me

[Chorus: Tank & Trey Songz]
When we fuck
When we fuck
When we fuck (oh)
When we fuck (oh)
I could be aggressive (I could be)
I can be a savage (I can be )
I just need your blessin (I just need your)
Say that I can have it, yeah
When we fuck
When we fuck

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Hit it on the stairs, then I smack it to the room
Head that coochie leaking, lick it all on my Gucci shoes
Kissing on your neck, tell me that I’m too deep
Need to tell your ex to leave you alone, he a creep
Ass up, face down
Ride me like a pony
These niggas so funny
Treat you like a trophy
You know I picked up when the phone ring
You know I go deep till I make you scream
You say my D-Game I’m amazing
Oh, D-Game go strong
Fuck it up all night long
Beat it up, get piped down
Oh, D-Game go strong
Fuck it up all night long
Beat it up, get piped down

[Chorus: Tank]
I could be aggressive (I could be aggressive)
I can be a savage (I can be a savage)
I just need your blessin (I just need your blessin)
Say that I can have it (Say that I can have i)
When we fuck
When we fuck

[Bridge: Tank]
Face down, ass up
Imma pull all of my face in
You cumin’ while I keep tasting
Now I’m breaking in, you a big girl you take it?
I’ma layin, I think I love you I’m sayin’ it
It’s that kind of fucking that will make you make me No.1 on your list
It’s that kind of fucking that I make you question who have been fucking whip
You got plenty miles and baggage
But I could still make you a savage
Sponsor you make you the baddest
Have you screamin’ out “you can have it”

[Chorus: Tank]
When we fuck
When we fuck (we fuck)
When we fuck (fucking you darl’)
When we fuck
I could be aggressive
I can be a savage
I just need your blessin’ (I just need your blessin’)
Say that I can have it, yeah
When we fuck (fuckin’ around)
When we fuck

[Outro: Tank]
More fucking remix
T, T and T

Niall Horan – On the Loose (Alternate Version) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I know what she’s like, she’s out of her mind
And wraps herself around the truth
She’ll jump on that flight and meet you that night
And make you tear up the room

[Pre-Chorus]
She loves when everybody’s watching
She knows the way her body moves
She loves the way they all crawl back when she says
That she loves nobody else but you

[Chorus]
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming for you
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming for you

[Verse 2]
She’ll dance in the dark, a real work of art
Her eyes could burn down the room
So get out while you can, you don’t understand
She doesn’t know how to lose

[Pre-Chorus]
She loves when everybody’s watching
She knows the way her body moves
She loves the way they all crawl back when she says
That she loves nobody else but you

[Chorus]
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming for you
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming for you

[Bridge]
She’ll run with your mind and pull you in tight
Then trade you in for something new
I know what it’s like, I fell for it twice
And now I’m just warning you

[Pre-Chorus]
She loves when everybody’s watching
She knows the way her body moves
She loves the way they all crawl back when she says
That she loves nobody else but you

[Chorus]
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming for you
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming
She’s on the loose
She’s coming, she’s coming for you
She’s on the loose
She’s on the loose

Lil B – Back To Back Target Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah man
You know a lot of niggas don’t keep it real
You feel me
Everything, all that shit matters
You feel me
But you know so many niggas turn on me everyday
I’m like fuck everybody, you feel me, fuck it

[Verse]
One time for me, cool by the sunshine
Money got punchlines, only take one times
Take small sips, that’s why I hum sunshine
Niggas think I’m lying, bitches think I’m fine
I’m smart man so I keep trying
Don’t get fucked by the past thoughts, pass off, blast off
Yeah, fuck it
And don’t crack like the asphalt
You running with the 45 handgun the same size as police is
Niggas think he sweet but his geeks is geek
Niggas carry them handguns
Like [?] you be deceased
And I’m talking bout a coffin
Brains is out, nigga you loving where you walking
Uh, side with the Mac-11
Please no questions, I do dirt with no drugs
Numb the pain, it’s like a game changer
Feel ashamed of my past, used to rob strangers
Now I feel like I’m a rapping target
I’m a rapping target
Back to back target
With the vest and mask hauling DVD’s like a Black Target
Cocaine sell it off I can’t, I can’t, no
Cocaine sell it all same price as a trip in August
Don’t ask why I [?]
Bitch I bought it
Please the cops and [?]
Just get what you ordered
Cross me and get slaughtered
But I don’t wanna act hard as bricks
But I’m a real young nigga and I ain’t talking shit
Lil Boss

[Outro]
I don’t give a fuck this a mixtape
That shit, the beat’s fucked up and fuck you too bitch

Lil B – Dior Denim Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bitch you know what the fuck this is (Swag)
Based doubled out with the pussy on top
Ask my cousin if I spank them bitches
Know if she suck dick, I’ma take them bitches
With a mouth full of spit
Pay 50 thousand dollars for a top notch bitch
Girls love me cause I punish them bitches
For talking
Went to New York to the Yankee Stadium
Fuck 30 bitches, dude you be raping ’em
Fuck model girls in the ass, I’m classy
Young BasedGod told the bitch she nasty
Paid a couple G’s just to pop some bottles
I be fucking hood rats and I fuck them models
Don’t discriminate even though I’m famous
[?] be surprised when I come to the hood
Got a iced out ring bitch look like Jesus
Got the chrome .45 with extended pieces
Bitch I be looking so good
I’m like baby, come from the hood

[Interlude]
Real nigga, yeah bitch
Ayy bitch, I’m a-I’m a real nigga with a 50 inch dick
A-list model, bitch you can suck my dick

[Verse 2]
In LA with Travis Barker
Riding in the scraper, no Aston Martin
Real
Real niggas don’t divide, we just keep on riding, you feel me

[Interlude 2]
Red Flame Devil Music
Ayy I got a fucking chest cold and I’m still doing shit
Bitch that’s why I’m relaxed bitch
I got a fucking bronchio-cold or something
Whatever it is
Got a little mucus in my chest fucking bitch
And the bitches still suck my dick cause they love me
Bitches love me
I don’t understand how niggas be calling me gay when all the bitches love me
Contradictory

Trill Sammy – Don’t Mean It Lyrics

[Intro]
I know she don’t
I know she don’t mean it, nope
I know she don’t mean it, ooh
I know she don’t
I know she don’t
I know she don’t
Ye, I know she don’t

[Pre-Chorus]
Your bitch she suck up the semen
I’m smoking dope with the demons
Pour up [?] and I’m leaning
She said she love me I know she don’t mean it
Ye

[Chorus]
Your bitch she suck up the semen (suck up the semen)
I’m smoking dope with the demons (I’m smoking dope)
Pour up [?] and I’m leaning (leaning)
She said she love me I know she don’t mean it (I know she don’t)
Pop me two bars ye I’m geeking on Venus (pheww)
Playing with them racks ye I feel like Serena (phrrr)
She make that dick disappear like Houdini
Your bitch she suck up the semen (suck up the semen)
I’m smoking dope with the demons (I’m smoking dope)
Pour up [?] and I’m leaning (leaning)
She said she love me I know she don’t mean it (I know she don’t)
Pop me two bars ye I’m geeking on Venus (pheww)
Playing with them racks ye I feel like Serena (phrrr)
She make that dick disappear like Houdini

[Verse]
All of these racks made a nigga [?] ([?])
Yut yut yut yut yuh (ooh)
All of these racks and I know that you see it (racks)
I want the top [?] (I want the top)
Ice on my wrist got me feeling anemic (ice on my wrist)
I make the racks and go spend it at [?]
In love with the drank cos a nigga be fainting (in love with the drank)
Hit her from the back and I left her screaming
I know you don’t mean it (I know you don’t)
So I choose the lean over you (I choose the lean over you)
I know you don’t mean it (ye)
My niggas pull up to shoot (brr)
Fuck on that bitch call her boo (ooh)
I was that nigga in school (ooh)
Breaking all the rules pocket full of blues ooh
Then I took her to the booth
[?], cos a nigga got the juice ya
Cut that bitch off it wan’t working (working)
I might pull up if its worth it (ooh)
Backwood is full of the Earth (ya dig)
She just want molly no percs (no percs)
I count that cash till it hurt (it hurts)
Boy don’t end up in the hurst
She hold the mac in the purse (brr)
And no I ain’t talking ’bout makeup

[Chorus]
Your bitch she suck up the semen (suck up the semen)
I’m smoking dope with the demons (I’m smoking dope)
Pour up [?] and I’m leaning (leaning)
She said she love me I know she don’t mean it (I know she don’t)
Pop me two bars ye I’m geeking on Venus (pheww)
Playing with them racks ye I feel like Serena (phrrr)
She make that dick disappear like Houdini
Your bitch she suck up the semen (suck up the semen)
I’m smoking dope with the demons (I’m smoking dope)
Pour up [?] and I’m leaning (leaning)
She said she love me I know she don’t mean it (I know she don’t)
Pop me two bars ye I’m geeking on Venus (pheww)
Playing with them racks ye I feel like Serena (phrrr)
She make that dick disappear like Houdini

[Outro]
Your bitch she suck up the semen
I’m smoking dope with the demons
Pour up [?] and I’m leaning
She said she love me I know she don’t mean it huh
I know you don’t
I know you don’t
I know you don’t

G Herbo – Sins Lyrics

[Intro]
I speak the truth, I live the truth, I respect the truth
I respect the grind man
Niggas who be they self you try to force yourself upon some shit that you ain’t and you never been
I just can’t relate to it, look

[Verse 1]
The rap game kill niggas, literally
It turn gangstas into drag queens
They look down on workin’ hard like it’s a bad thing
Shit I’m the last man standin’ if you ask me
I was just broke not long ago, it feel like last week
Remember niggas in they Benz’s ridin’ past me
I never hated, used to see that shit as motivation
And I was lost up in the streets, I needed navigation
Ain’t wanna be no doctor, lawyer, ended up a patient
Young nigga said, “Fuck Jordans” went and copped a Sauer
Ruth’s Chris three times a week, I got tired of Goya
I’m from Chiraq but I got killa niggas in the Nola
Go get that money for tomorrow, fuck who did before ya
Don’t put yo focus in this bitches, they just gone destroy ya
Don’t put ya trust up in these niggas, man fuck these niggas
Cause when you ain’t so beneficial they stop fuckin’ witcha

[Hook]
That’s why I just be wit my niggas, fuck them other niggas
And every nigga always put they niggas over niggas
But I know my niggas ain’t nun like no other niggas
If you ain’t grinding, you just hating, you a sucka nigga
No we don’t do no Twitter beef, we really in these streets
We ain’t trippin’ bout no bitches, cause we know they freaks
And we really getting money, but we stay lowkey
If niggas really getting money, they gone let it speak

[Verse 2]
Can you break down your whole grind, and still keep it brief?
Instead of tellin’ Instagram what you make a week?
Ten-thou’, twenty-thou’ that’s what you make a week?
On my mother, fly nigga, spend that shit on briefs
Fifty for a pack of three? I spend that shit on tees
Fifty-thou’, hunnid-thou’? I spend that shit on jeans
Stunt on me? Lil nigga please, I do this shit with ease
A thousand on my G-Fazo’s I don’t do Giuse’s (Giuseppes)
Still 1500 for my jeans, bitch I love the B’s (I love Balmain)
200 for my Backwoods, you know we smokin’ P’s (Postooo!)
But I ain’t tryna stunt my nigga, run it up, Imma run it up
Tryna see 30 with a hunnid-mill, boy I pray to God I don’t fuck it up
Couple hunnid-thou’, I done fucked it up
Went and got it back told myself “enough”
Had to slow down I was in a rush
Two or three hunnid’ always in the cuffs
Spent 500 when I woke up
Young nigga living I ain’t give a fuck
Spent 10 thou’ like it wasn’t nun
Remember them days I ain’t have nun
Slide in them foreigns totin’ them thirties nigga, we slidin’ always stunting
Don’t IG none of our cars, can’t let niggas know how we comin’
But niggas know how we comin’
No Limit M.B. we drummin’
Pull up, everybody start runnin’, know foenem gone hit sumn’
I ain’t worried bout none of my enemies, I know I’m gone hit sumn’
I’m on defense, keep that thang wit me, gotta keep on gettin this money
But I know I’m on my way to better days
Some niggas hatin’ they wanna see me in my grave
Let me keep that .40, wanna see me in a cage
I jumped off that porch, and knew what was comin I seen it in so many ways
But I knew how to handle myself in the streets I can’t let that shit drive me insane
On the 8 we on point for the opps in the morning been at war for so many days
In the cut wit that bitch gotta watch for the Jakes, jumping and hopping the fence
50 shots and we bang, “Jumpout” the Gang, hop out the car wit them tents
And my niggas, they still in the hood everyday
Bitch I’m the only one traveling, tried to tell em to come on the road
All the time, they just wanna stay in the trap wit it. (Haann)

[Hook]
That’s why I just be wit my niggas, fuck them other niggas
And every nigga always put they niggas over niggas
But I know my niggas ain’t nun like no other niggas
If you ain’t grinding, you just hating, you a sucka nigga
No we don’t do no twitter beef, we really in these streets
We ain’t trippin’ bout no bitches, cause we know they freaks
And we really getting money, but we stay lowkey
If niggas really getting money, they gone let it speak

[Outro]
150 Dream Team the Campaign man
I’m focused full fledged, you know what I’m saying
Just on my shit, I ain’t too much
Anticipating all this other shit
What niggas got going on
I’m just on my own shit man
Big G Herbo, you already know what it is

Lil B – Lone Warrior Lyrics

[Intro]
Evil Red Flame
Thank you for downloading and collecting
We got a long wild ride
This life shit is crazy, you feel me
I’m telling you man, niggas don’t know
This for life, you feel me
On my life, man
This is Final… yeah
You know, motherfuckers try to tell you everything that you can’t do, what you won’t do
Niggas like me ain’t gon’ stop

[Verse]
This is Final Fantasy, the end of the new world
Kind of like the free world, when it gave Sea World
Niggas moved down from the train, can’t take the rain
Wanna bomb the whole block, dude can’t take the Flame
Damn near killed himself cause his girl cheating
Lot of niggas claim real but false preaching
He might look real, not deceived by his features
In the mean time, it’s getting money time
Lord protect me from the evil people
I’ma watch my own back, got my own stacks
Got my own pad and I’m writing new raps
Let the top back, let the roof back
Niggas won’t stop the realest
I hustle hard, you can feel it
Red Flame, evil version, trust me nigga thugging
Protect me from blood shed, them fake niggas spitting
Dynasty Warrior, top of the division
Lil B

[Outro]
This Evil Red Flame, I’m a warrior
I feel like I’m a lone warrior
Alone Shaolin style
Walking through this world alone
There’ll be a lot pain
A lot of praise
But you know that’s what happens when you’re a samurai
Lil B, Lone Warrior

Khia – Backwoods Lyrics

[Hook]
I’m out here smoking on the woods
Way in the back
Drop a whole gram in it and I think I need a drank
You see me ride through the hood
Sunroof gone
Kickin’ in the scene
Where the gangsters lean, oh-oh

I’m smoking on the woods
Way in the back
Got me high, lookin’ good and I think I need a drank
You see me ride through the hood
Sunroof gone
Kickin’ in the scene
Where the gangsters lean, oh-oh

[Verse 1]
I’m out here smoking on the wood
Way in the back
Got me high feeling good and I think I need a drank
Titties sittin’ up pretty, and my ass sittin’ fat
Tryin’ to pull up on my nigga cause I know that’s where he at
In the hood, where it’s good
Rooftop gone
Kickin’ in the scene
Where the gangsters lean
My cup on full
My pockets on (?)
Smoke out your (?)
Boy, I’m out of control, oh-oh

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I slide through the hood
Way in the back
Looking fly, feeling good
About to pour another drank
Smoking on my backwood
Chilling with my black wood
Cause he break my back good
And he make me act good
Crumbling herb all day, and day
Andre, press play, what you say?
808 blasting, through the hood I’m passing
Nigga, why you asking?
Hit the wood and pass it, oh-oh

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Head chopped off, rooftop gone
Wood grain boss
Bitch, you know me costs
Checking out the boys with they toys
Rim shiny, candy paint blinding
Smoking on hypnotic
Hoes clocking, cause they man watching
Tell me when you see
A bitches best me
D still got me going
Calling one hit wonder
Blow smoke in your face
Me and Mary Jane

[Hook]

G Herbo – 4 Nem Lyrics

[Intro]
G Herbo, gang gang
150 Dream Team, gang shit bitch
You know what I’m sayin’
150, 300, shoutout Durkio, ya know
Ay, foenem, on foenem

[Hook]
I might buy a wig, I fucked a model bitch on foenem’
How you wife that bitch? We all fucked the hoe before him
GB with me, plus I buy my pipes from O’nem
Pigs at my granny door, don”t ask me shit, don’t know them
I be off the Percs on foenem, you be on shirts, on foenem
One call they lurk, on folks nem’, you don’t wanna see foenem’
On foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’

[Verse 1]
First off, lets be clear as fuck, the opps we let off
Shots with foenem, I be all up in the Gucci store clutching
The Glock, yea you know I be shopping a lot
Dashing the two door, don’t care if I’m solo or not
Call me “Swervo” it’s off with the top
I see the enemy, on sight it’s off with his top
Even though I like talking a lot
Tried to stay up in the trap, fell asleep off the drop
Woke up, walked on the block, something told me
To mix Ecstasy with the Codeine, must of been
Kobe talking to Roc, lately I keep switching states
And a lot of new faces keep hating, don’t know why
I don’t know them, foreigns in traffic with foenem
And four seaters, .40’s, we 4 deep, you know we got 4 ‘dem

[Hook]
I might buy a wig, I fucked a model bitch on foenem’
How you wife that bitch? We all fucked the hoe before him
GB with me, plus I buy my pipes from O’nem
Pigs at my granny door, don”t ask me shit, don’t know them
I be off the Percs on foenem, you be on shirts, on foenem
One call they lurk, on folks nem’, you don’t wanna see foenem’
On foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’

[Verse 2]
G Herbo, yea that’s that nigga, you know him
He getting that money, on foenem
600 Horse like a rodeo, in that new Bent with that
Rollie on, sweater by Kenzo from Tokyo
I’m from No Limit so I’m reppin’ Vito and Fazo
With Kobe and Roc that’s big bro nem’
Fuck with real niggas, so Lil Durk, he know how
We rock, OTF, 0-6 foenem, that’s foenem
Walked in the spot, looking for your lil hoe nem’
Clips is extended, we toting them please don’t get hit up
Niggas be mad hating on foenem’ about hoes we been
Fuckin before them, don’t even come near us
Pass out them head-shots, they have to shovel a lil
Nigga shit up. can’t even sit up, hollow tips put him
In shock, now he holding his breath like a hiccup

[Hook]
I might buy a wig, I fucked a model bitch on foenem’
How you wife that bitch? We all fucked the hoe before him
GB with me, plus I buy my pipes from O’nem
Pigs at my granny door, don”t ask me shit, don’t know them
I be off the Percs on foenem, you be on shirts, on foenem
One call they lurk, on folks nem’, you don’t wanna see foenem’
On foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’, on foenem’

G Herbo – All Day Lyrics

[Intro: G Herbo]
Young Chop on the beat
G Herbo
You know I’m a street nigga–real street nigga and that’s common sense
Everybody know you ‘posed to get money, stay out the way

Lookin’ down the barrel of that hammer for my last time
Made me slow down, look at life
Why I’m just gon’ give you mine?
’09 I was doin’ fine
Broke as fuck, school shirts, on the bus
Since I been gettin’ paper, shit ain’t holdin’ up
I never break nigga, fold for what?
Every damn waist still loaded up
Roll it up
If you throwin’ Bs, nigga, hold it up
Niggas know what up
If you book me for a show, know I sold it up
Soon as he pull up through the back of the door, got them poles wit’ us
And I’m froze as fuck
Only pick up 10K bankrolls and up
10K, that’s a backend
Pull another 100 racks out the bank, put it back in
Be safe if you lackin’
How ’bout blow the whole 30 shots and get back in?
Keep your head up in the rack then
Yeah, okay, get whacked then
Better have in your back then
Better keep the strap on your lap then
Better keep your homies on [?]
I’m just gon’ put one up in yo’ chest then
Better go faster than the feds then
Okay, we givin’ face shots, nothin’ less than
On the block 24, no restin’
Stand over niggas, drop 10 out FNs
I don’t give a fuck, I done lost my best friend
All this money must be why I’m stressed then
Too many times I was close to death in the streets
I’ma keep gridin’, keep gettin’ checks in
Gotta kill by any means
Enemy next to me
I can’t accept defeat
Pickin’ up three [?] every weekend, that’s a least 60 racks a week

[Chorus: G Herbo]
Alleys, corners, hallways
Placin’ orders all day
Postin’ out there wit’ them pistols all day
I been wit’ my niggas out there all day
Alleys, corners, hallways
Placin’ orders all day
Postin’ out there wit’ them pistols all day
I been wit’ my niggas out there all day

[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]
Everything I gotta grind for
You know I work hard for mines, bro
They showed me love when I was broke, then they changed when I singed, bro
Everybody turn their back on me
Swear to God, that’s a fact homie
At first them niggas they was black wit’ me, then they went a little black on me
They got a little more dogs
I got a little more smart
I backed away from that bullshit, then I got a little more far
I’m the most gangster nigga from my city
I don’t wanna know ’cause it ain’t my business
I don’t give a fuck about her feelings
Fuck that bitch I don’t want that bitch, I don’t want dealings
I was in a drug bust wit’ my dope on the backseat
Gun on the front seat wit’ my ankle bracelet on my feet
I been on the block all day
Shot a nigga in the hallway
Have you ever ran in the corner store, pulled a stickup broad day?
Shout out grandma ’cause she put me out
Shout out every nigga ever [?] me out
Same nigga threw a cross at me, same nigga that ain’t wit’ me now
Same niggas when I went to jail, they ain’t make my [?]
Same bitch broke bad when I did time
Same nigga fucked my bitch when I was on the run

[Chorus: G Herbo]
Alleys, corners, hallways
Placin’ orders all day
Postin’ out there wit’ them pistols all day
I been wit’ my niggas out there all day
Alleys, corners, hallways
Placin’ orders all day
Postin’ out there wit’ them pistols all day
I been wit’ my niggas out there all day

G Herbo – Done for Me Lyrics

[Chorus]
Nigga tell me what you done for me
Tell me what you done for me
Show me somethin’ you done for me
Nigga what you done for me?
Never got nothing done for me
Never hear no love from you
Never shot no guns for me
Nigga tell me what you done for me
Tell me what you done for me
Show me somethin’ you done for me
Nigga what you done for me?
Never got nothing done for me
Never hear no love from you
Never shot no guns for me

[Verse 1]
My lil’ niggas blood thirsty
Yo’ lil’ niggas blood suckers
I treat mine like blood brothers
They get nothin’ but love from me
Pass out all these choppers, watch them cut up like a motherfucker
If you want that beef shit we got all you niggas like four rubbers
Best keep your head up, niggas get wet up
Drop twenty-something hollows in his sweater
Everybody over here totin’ Berettas
We’ll go twenty-zero if you let us
If you wanna get up, I will whatever
Quit all that talking and bet up
And everybody over here gettin’ some money
Shoot 500 and bet up
Herbo who does somethin’ for you?
Nobody never
Who gon’ take somethin’ from you?
Nobody ever
Tell ’em I see you around, get wit’ the schedule
If that nigga out of bounds get him together

[Chorus]
Nigga tell me what you done for me
Tell me what you done for me
Show me somethin’ you done for me
Nigga what you done for me?
Never got nothing done for me
Never hear no love from you
Never shot no guns for me
Nigga tell me what you done for me
Tell me what you done for me
Show me somethin’ you done for me
Nigga what you done for me?
Never got nothing done for me
Never hear no love from you
Never shot no guns for me

[Verse 2]
Nigga what you done for me?
Never shot no guns for me
You know we do that for fun homie
Leave the house, yeah, they was [?] on me
Run my block 100 Ps for 200 Gs
How y’all niggas [bad jury?]
Pullin’ up in [Beats?]
And young nigga you don’t owe nothin’ to me, I just wanna see you eat
Only make sense I do somethin’ for you, niggas ain’t do nothing for me
[?] for a month or two ’til you get comfortable
Probably never tellin’ you get comfortable, nigga, I ain’t do nothing for free
Nigga tell me what you did for me
Like I said, blow this SIG for me
Or I’m like “Lil’ bro, do this bid for me
Go load up that ratchet, nigga
Aye, go swerve this brick in traffic, nigga
When you finished, then go clap a nigga”

[Chorus]
Nigga tell me what you done for me
Tell me what you done for me
Show me somethin’ you done for me
Nigga what you done for me?
Never got nothing done for me
Never hear no love from you
Never shot no guns for me
Nigga tell me what you done for me
Tell me what you done for me
Show me somethin’ you done for me
Nigga what you done for me?
Never got nothing done for me
Never hear no love from you
Never shot no guns for me

Tyga – Faithful Lyrics

[Intro: Tyga]
Oh, you leaving me, I’m leaving me
I make you rock

[Chorus: Tyga]
Have faith in me, have faith in me
Have a lil faith in me, oh, have faith in me
When your road gets dark and you can no longer see
Let your boy throw a spark and have a lil faith in me to get you out
Sensation, communication, penetration, stimulation
Ventilation, innovation, you get impatient but have a lil faith
Sensation, communication, penetration, stimulation
Ventilation, innovation, you get impatient but baby, baby

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Have faith in me, just wait for me
Put all your weight on me, everything on me
Lean on me like the drink on me
And have faith in me, faith in me, yeah
You were blind and I made you see, yeah
Give me time, give me peace of mind
Love me faithfully, baby, baby, have faith
That face is first place, yeah, can’t be replaced, yeah
I race to your side, I try and fail but never fail to try
1, and try again, 2, and try again
I might have been outta my mind
To my defense, pressure makes diamonds
And you see how I shine

[Chorus: Tyga]
So have faith in me, have faith in me
Have a lil faith in me, oh, have faith in me
When your road gets dark and you can no longer see
Let your boy throw a spark and have a lil faith in me to get you out
Sensation, communication, penetration, stimulation
Ventilation, innovation, you get impatient but have a lil faith
Sensation, communication, penetration, stimulation
Ventilation, innovation, you get impatient but baby, baby

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
Have some faith in me, baby, know the stakes have been crazy
All this time has been passing, and now I’m talking action
Seatbelt fastened, got me in the speedway dashing
Clean but I love it when she get nasty
She just passed me, keep a bad one with it
Just so she can make the threesome nasty
That’s flashy and I’m classy
But real enough to fuck you in the backseat
Push you in the pad like you in a maxi
And have you running to me like you in a track meet
You attract me but keep it on track
‘Cause the fact is I want you to have faith in me
It’s gon’ work, believe me

[Chorus: Tyga]
So have faith in me, have faith in me
Have a lil faith in me, oh, have faith in me
When your road gets dark and you can no longer see
Let your boy throw a spark and have a lil faith in me to get you out
Sensation, communication, penetration, stimulation
Ventilation, innovation, you get impatient but have a lil faith
Sensation, communication, penetration, stimulation
Ventilation, innovation, you get impatient but baby, baby
Have a lil faith in me

Young Dolph – Blonde & a Onion Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I turn one (ayy) into two (ayy), I turn three (ayy) into four (ayy, million)
But I remember clear as day the days when I was broke (yup)
Sellin’ nicks and dimes right in front the corner store (for real)
Them white and blue lights pull up, take off runnin’, that’s the folks (that’s 12)
Told mama I ain’t with that starvin’ shit no more (fuck that)
You ain’t gotta ask me, hell yeah I’m sellin’ dope (ayy who that?)
That lil nigga ’round the corner got it for the low (it’s Dolph)
You ain’t gotta ask me, hell yeah I smashed your ho (uh)
Ball around the globe (whoa), rock a lot of gold (whoa)
I call your bitch green light shawty ’cause that bitch on go (on go)
I call all y’all niggas pussy ’cause all y’all some hoes (hah)
She looked me up and down and she said what the fuck are those? (drippy)
Fucked her on the top floor now she loungin’ in my robe (yeah)
I can’t trust a nigga ’cause that’s just the way it goes (for real)
I can’t fuck with you lil nigga, I heard that you told
Got a ghetto East Oakland bitch, I call her Keyshia cole (ayy ayy ayy)

[Chorus]
Long hair (yeah yeah), she don’t care (yeah yeah)
Extended clips (thirty thirty), hollow tips (fire fire)
Fast motor (skrrt), marijuana odor (yeah yeah)
High roller, bitches say he bipolar (ayy what you on?)
Rich nigga (yeah yeah), bad bitches (yeah yeah)
You can’t tell me shit (why?), I don’t listen (I don’t listen)
Money counter (ayy), lot of hundreds (ayy)
Me and a blonde bitch just smoked a whole onion (hey, hey)

[Verse 2]
Ayy what you doin’?
Me and my white bitch just smoked a whole zip (stankin’)
Too much ice on me, damn I gave the bitch the chills (woo)
Found out that he wasn’t real, that shit brought me to tears (damn)
Found out her booty wasn’t real and I didn’t give a damn (haha)
What’s that on your back girl, that thing look like a ham (fat)
She said she get it from her mama, I said bitch you lyin’ (you lyin’)
A hundo for my time (a huncho), they like how I shine, hey

[Chorus]
Long hair (yeah yeah), she don’t care (yeah yeah)
Extended clips (thirty thirty), hollow tips (fire fire)
Fast motor (skrrt), marijuana odor (yeah yeah)
High roller, bitches say he bipolar (ayy what you on?)
Rich nigga (yeah yeah), bad bitches (yeah yeah)
You can’t tell me shit (why?), I don’t listen (I don’t listen)
Money counter (ayy), lot of hundreds (ayy)
Me and a blonde bitch just smoked a whole onion (hey, hey)

[Outro]
Me and a blonde bitch just smoked a whole onion
Me and a blonde bitch just smoked a whole onion
When we walk in, that’s a lot of money
A whole lot of drip, uh-huh, that’s how I’m comin’

Young Dolph – Playa Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy
Ayyyy
Buddah blessed this beat

[Verse 1]
What up?
All of these diamonds on me, they say I ain’t playin’ fair (damn)
Pull up at the mansion, I got cameras everywhere (uh)
Dobermans in the backyard like the president (uh)
Fifty bitches on my dick, call me Dolph the pimp (hey)
Don’t give a fuck, ain’t a rich nigga, you a shrimp (lil boy)
Court side with my lil son watchin’ LeBron and them, hah
P’s of cannabis, my nigga I sold tons of them, hah
Drop a bag on his head, each and every one of them, hah
And these bitches (what?), nah, we don’t love none of them (nah)
The police get behind this Rari, I’ma run from them (skrrt)
You know that they smokin’ weed and they got guns in there (yeah yeah)
Got a bad bitch waitin’ on me with no underwear (yeah yeah)
Black skirt, not a lick of panties under there (uh-huh)
Gangster from the start, my heart ain’t got no love in there (uh-huh)
They always on my IG just to see what I wear
Got somebody’s bitch bent over, from the back and pullin’ hair (huh)
Fuck it, I don’t care (fuck it)
Count better than I spell (fuck it)
It smoke how it smell (fuck it)
Fuck ’em, send some shells (fuck ’em)
I just bought a P to smoke and I ain’t got shit for sale (nah)
I know you can tell (what?), I’m a fuckin’ player (player)

[Chorus]
Player (player), player (player), player (player), player (player)
Motherfuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player), I’m a fuckin’ player
Player player (player), player (player)
I’m a fuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player)
I’m a fuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player), motherfuckin’ player

[Verse 2]
Look how that shit hit (shine), Michael Jackson dancin’ (dance)
White bitch told me she wanna go fuck to Marilyn Manson (hol’ up)
My hood bitch said she wanna fuck me good then make a sandwich (okay)
I turned it to a traphouse but at first it was abandoned (trap)
The game been good to me (yeah)
A quarter milly every week (yeah)
I dream about cake when I sleep (yeah)
I wake up like it’s time to eat, hey
Fuck you, pay me (give me that)
Secure the bag daily (whoa whoa)
I’m thinkin’ new Mercedes
Your main bitch my baby (hah)
I fucked your favorite public figure but she say we dated (uh-uh)
My lil nigga can’t stay out of jail, he keep catchin’ cases (damn)
Two of my dogs, they fell out ’bout money and I swear I hate it (shit man)
I put extra ice on my wrist because it keep on achin’ (woo)
I put her legs behind her and now she keep on shakin’ (woo)
Bitch I went from a Cutlass (Cutlass), to a double R (R)
Light up my blunt then push a button, that motherfucker start (yeah)
Trap nigga living large (yeah)
I put that on God (ayy)

[Chorus]
Player (player), player (player), player (player), player (player)
Motherfuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player), I’m a fuckin’ player
Player player (player), player (player)
I’m a fuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player)
I’m a fuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player), motherfuckin’ player

G Herbo – My Way Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh huh
Aye
Damn, hol’ on
What the fuck? Who the fuck is this?
Hol’ on
Aye
Aye

[Verse 1]
IPhone goin’ off
Press decline, hit the power button just to throw it off
Annoyin’ ass lil’ bitch keep texting me
I hate a know-it-all
I hit bitches ASAP on the first night I don’t know at all
And if you think this shit got them sick, wait ’til I show it all
50K, I put that on my wrist, ain’t have no glow at all
Plain Jane, sky dweller
Get that money now or never
Got that chick, you know I’m gangster
What I do? Go buy a bezel
And I’m out here by my lonely
One up on me, niggas can’t get one up on me
Run up on me, ain’t gotta cock it, one up on me
Get a little cocky, big bro told me, nigga, you chosen
Bad enough I say “I’m broke”, everybody be like “Nigga you hoeing”
I can’t lie, I’m holdin’
I can’t fold it, rubber band to hold it
Now I’m out in [La Postolle?] rollin’, in my flipflops strollin’
Still got paranoia, I’m off [?] lookin’ off my shoulder
Book me for a show, I ain’t gon’ go unless you get my pole in

[Chorus]
Bitches love me
‘Cause they love gangsters
Gettin’ money
This that Palm Angels
This a hurdle
Issa 30
It’s Lil Herbo
Two door, swervin’
Aye, aye
And I have my way
Aye, aye
And I have my way
Aye, aye
And I have my way
And I have my way
Yeah, I have my way

[Verse 2]
Aye, bitch I have my way
Yeah I drive i8s
And I’m still [?]
Still’ll take fly on the jakes
Let a fuck nigga try and invade my home
Chopper shell right in the face
I secure my chain like a iPhone
Fingerprint right on the safe
Got girl scouts straight from the bay
Gucci shirt came from the A
Used to sip lean by the case
Thought it make the pain go away
I was high, fuck around, caught a case
Then them fights ain’t still go away
So far I gave my lawyer 8K, but that shit I make that rain in a day
Bitches love me
‘Cause they love gangsters
I bought all of that Balmain, this that Palm Angels
She got all of that [?], swallow all I came
These hoes be actin’ like they thang but they all basic

[Chorus]
Bitches love me
‘Cause they love gangsters
Gettin’ money
This that Palm Angels
This a hurdle
Issa 30
It’s Lil Herbo
Two door, swervin’
Aye, aye
And I have my way
Aye, aye
And I have my way
Aye, aye
And I have my way
And I have my way
Yeah, I have my way

Sia – Tulip Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Tulip is a girl full of love
But I won’t leave her
She can make her mind up
Tulip is the one
Who takes pride in all she’s done
She will show it all off
Tulip takes the pain
With a smile up on her face
She loves

[Chorus]
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun

[Verse 2]
Tulip loves the breeze
She will tickle, she will tease
She sways in her glory
Tulip takes a stand
She is tall and she is grand
She will lift your spirits
Tulip is your friend
And when spring is at an end
Don’t cry, she’ll return again

[Chorus]
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun

[Bridge]
Don’t cry, she’ll return again

[Chorus]
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun

Diplo – Look Back (feat. DRAM)

[Verse 1: DRAM]
Zoning on the road
Not nowhere to go
But I ain’t looking back
I ain’t going back to that
Looking down on the cloth
Out of this world I know
Somehow try to breath
Baby

[Chorus: DRAM]
And I haven’t look back
Since I made up my mind
To never look behind, no
And I haven’t look back, uh
For a very long time
I don’t I don’t see myself flickin’ back, fireman
Losing minds cause I’m only looking for a name

[Verse 2: DRAM]
Would futures tell
I’m still moving forward
Even though I don’t know where to go
You gotta know I ain’t never looking back for ya
Cause you remind me of the struggle
That I had to come from under
I used to have to use my muscle
Gotta be strong living this life right or wrong
Cause this life is very rude to me
Is related for to you
Seeing light, such a difficult task
Look to me, I was just staying true
You dream am I too true to you
Trying to relieve the pain that we undo
Give you the moment if you’re still my girl
[?]

[Chorus: DRAM]
And I haven’t look back, uh
Since I made up my mind
To never look behind, no
And I haven’t look back
For a very long time, uh
For a very long time
(long time, long time)
And I haven’t look back
For a very long time, uh
(long time, long time)
I don’t, I don’t see myself flickin’ back, fireman
Losing minds cause I’m only looking for a name

[Outro: DRAM]
You know I haven’t look back for you lately
You know I haven’t look back

Lil Wop – Pint Of Blood

[Intro]
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
Pssh, pssh, pssh
Aye, aye
Aye

[Hook]
Drink a pint of blood and then I go to sleep (it’s Wop, aye)
Chopper on the pillow case a nigga creep (it’s Wop, aye)
Bitches love to peep but they don’t ever speak (lil whores)
I could turn a good girl into a fucking freak (aye, it’s Wop)

[Verse]
Everywhere I go, these people watching me (it’s Wop, it’s Wop, it’s Wop)
She say, "Lil Wop, when you gon’ slide?", bitch, stop clocking me (it’s Wop, it’s Wop, lil whores)
This fucking shit ain’t free, you gotta pay the fee (it’s Wop)
OG gas bag fucking up my arteries (OG, aye)
I can’t stop popping xans, they apart of me (it’s Wop)
I can’t love a bitch, ’cause it ain’t no heart in me (aye)
Aye, that bitch gave me brain, she seem real smart to me (she smart)
That ain’t my ho, that bitch just roll my blunts and pop for me (lil whore)
Aye, I be off them xans, I can barely see (see)
Aye, I be high as hell, yeah, I look Chinese (it’s Wop, aye)
I just flew a bad bitch all the way from Belize (pssh)
Aye, that bitch do some shit you will not believe (lil whore)
Aye, ticked off, Rollie fake (fake, huh)
I don’t fuck with niggas, ’cause they hate (aye)
Had to cut some niggas off and get some cake (cake)
Collar full of Gucci, filled with snakes (snakes)
Aye, I just scored a pint of Wock and pour the eight (money)
And if I ever go back broke, I’ma take, aye (aye)
Your bitch wanna fuck, I tell her take it off
But that bitch don’t need a pussy, I’ma break her off (aye)
I done made it out the trenches, now my trap a loft (it’s Wop)
I don’t fuck with rap niggas ’cause these niggas soft (lil whore, aye)

[Hook]
Aye, drink a pint of blood and then I go to sleep (sleep)
Chopper on the pillow case a nigga creep (aye)
Bitches love to peep but they don’t ever speak (lil whores)
I could turn a good girl into a fucking freak (shit, aye)
Aye, drink a pint of blood and then I go to sleep (ugh)
Chopper on the pillow case a nigga creep (aye)
Bitches love to peep but they don’t ever speak (lil whores)
I could turn a good girl into a fucking freak (she bad)

[Outro]
It’s Wop

Young Scooter – Bail Out (feat. NBA YoungBoy)

[Chorus]
I remember I couldn’t bail out
My daddy left, that niqqa bailed out tellin out, these niqqas ain’t bailing out
Young scooter get money in large amounts
I remember I couldn’t bail out
My daddy left, that niqqa bailed out
They tellin out, these niqqas ain’t bailing out
Young scooter get money in large amounts

I remember I couldn’t bail out
My daddy left, that niqqa bailed out tellin out, these niqqas ain’t bailing out
Young scooter get money in large amounts
I remember I couldn’t bail out
My daddy left, that niqqa bailed out
They tellin out, these niqqas ain’t bailing out
Young scooter get money in large amounts

[1st Verse]
Quick trip, told em’cord cause he took his watch
I’m from the bottom ain’t no way in hell flop
If i got problems, then you know they come and spray your block
I pull up in any hood niqqa, and send them shots
Them black amigos prices yeah, they real righteous
I know some niqqas that doing 20s and some doing lifes
I be talkin to em on facetime, with cons and ? em
My lil partner facing 20 yeah, he stuck in Rikers
2004 yeah, i caught my first felony
I got caught up on the block, 200 sacks a week
F–k my daddy, cause that niqqa ain’t ever to sh-t but street
behind the walls, Ima make sure all my niqqas eat

[Chorus]
I remember I couldn’t bail out
My daddy left, that niqqa bailed out tellin out, these niqqas ain’t bailing out
Young scooter get money in large amounts
I remember I couldn’t bail out
My daddy left, that niqqa bailed out
They tellin out, these niqqas ain’t bailing out
Young scooter get money in large amounts

I remember I couldn’t bail out
My daddy left, that niqqa bailed out tellin out, these niqqas ain’t bailing out
Young scooter get money in large amounts
I remember I couldn’t bail out
My daddy left, that niqqa bailed out
They tellin out, these niqqas ain’t bailing out
Young scooter get money in large amounts

[2nd Verse]
I got that lawyer large money, I got a large bag
Gotta pay for ? get that time back
I told you when you get that time, you can’t rewind that
And ain’t nobody gave me shit, I had to grind for dat
2008 niqqa, I couldn’t even make bail
2006, I had my son and I was broke as hell
2009, I start increasing my clientele
Real talk, I used to sleep in a house full of bail
What’s in that car, before I ride with ya
Oh, that’s your partner, he ain’t ride with ya
You get sometimes she ain’t gon’ ride with ya
I’d never switch up on my niqqas

[Chorus]
I remember I couldn’t bail out
My daddy left, that niqqa bailed out tellin out, these niqqas ain’t bailing out
Young scooter get money in large amounts
I remember I couldn’t bail out
My daddy left, that niqqa bailed out
They tellin out, these niqqas ain’t bailing out
Young scooter get money in large amounts

I remember I couldn’t bail out
My daddy left, that niqqa bailed out tellin out, these niqqas ain’t bailing out
Young scooter get money in large amounts
I remember I couldn’t bail out
My daddy left, that niqqa bailed out
They tellin out, these niqqas ain’t bailing out
Young scooter get money in large amounts

[3rd Verse]
I remember in that cell block
My first time 38 days, no I couldn’t bail out
I’ll never change, I’m in the game, I’ll never fall out
Running that dice game, it don’t cost half a large, it stretched out
Scooter let me get em and I got em
Young niqqa, I’m forever wildin’
Daddy left me as a todler, I’m going up, I aint stoppin
Niqqa trippin, you know I stay wit it
From the corner, you know I already got em
BMG,NBA
Niqqa hating cause they know we a problem
MMMhhh, Ooohhh , Yeeeaah
Couldn’t bail out
I remember in that cell block
That’s on my heart, that’s on my soul
Yeah, Ima stand tall

[Chorus]
I remember I couldn’t bail out
My daddy left, that niqqa bailed out tellin out, these niqqas ain’t bailing out
Young scooter get money in large amounts
I remember I couldn’t bail out
My daddy left, that niqqa bailed out
They tellin out, these niqqas ain’t bailing out
Young scooter get money in large amounts

I remember I couldn’t bail out
My daddy left, that niqqa bailed out tellin out, these niqqas ain’t bailing out
Young scooter get money in large amounts
I remember I couldn’t bail out
My daddy left, that niqqa bailed out
They tellin out, these niqqas ain’t bailing out
Young scooter get money in large amounts

Grace Carter – Silhouette

[Verse 1]
My heart is burning with jealousy
You lit the flame
You blinded me
You let smolder
Than pulled me out
You stepped right on me
You left no doubt

[Pre-Chorus]
After all you’ve done
I deserve some peace
I’m on my knees

[Chorus]
There’s a fire in your eyes
When you’re holding a cigarette
But you hold me
You don’t hold me
Keep blowing smoke and it fades to a "Silhouette"
You should’ve told me
You didn’t want me (ayy, ayya, ayya)
You should’ve told me
You didn’t want me (yeah, ayya, ayya, yeah)
You should’ve told me
You didn’t want me

[Verse 2]
You wore my heart down under my belief
You’re in my chest
It’s hard to breathe
It’s like addiction
It’s all I know
I’m just so used to not letting go

[Bridge]
After all you’ve done
I deserve some peace
I’m on my knees

[Chorus]
There’s a fire in your eyes
When you’re holding a cigarette
But you hold me
You don’t hold me
Keep blowing smoke and it fades to a "Silhouette"
You should’ve told me
You didn’t want me (ayy, ayya, ayya)
You should’ve told me
You didn’t want me (yeah, ayya, ayya, yeah)
You should’ve told me
You didn’t want me

[Verse 3]
Oh it’s a dark
As we stand [?]
Cause I’m the one
You’ve never [?]
And you never text you never crave
You don’t ever change

[Outro]
There’s a fire in your eyes
When you’re holding a cigarette
But you hold me
You don’t hold me
Keep blowing smoke and it fades to a "Silhouette"
You should’ve told me
You didn’t want me (ayy, ayya, ayya)
You should’ve told me
You didn’t want me (yeah, ayya, ayya, yeah)
You should’ve told me
You didn’t want me

G Herbo – Everything (Remix) (feat. Lil Uzi Vert & Chance The Rapper)

[Intro]
808 Mafia

[Verse 1: G Herbo]
Yeah, hit the scene, so fresh, so mothafuckin’ clean (Herbo, okay, Herbo)
And my car so fast, it’s leavin’ everything (Herbo, everything)
I love you so, mama, and thank you for everything (everything)
And you know, mama, I was doin’ everything
Usin’ guns, ecstasy, I’m on extra lean
In the hood I’m sellin’ molly, raw, everything (what you need?)
Heroin, we crushin’ Tylenol, everything
Weed, soft, everything
Hit the mall, 50 G’s, and I bought everything
Plug just like Tom Brady, boy, I caught everything
My Uncle a gangster, I’m the one he taught everything
You can’t be my lady, sneaky bitch, I saw everything

[Chorus: G Herbo]
"Herbo, what you do for fun?" Bitch, everything
"What you gon’ do with that gun?" (Bow) Bitch, everything
"What kind of drugs you wanna run?" Bitch, everything
"If you die what you gon’ leave your mom?" (Huh?) Bitch, everything

[Verse 2: G Herbo]
Everything on you phony (phony)
Niggas lie ’bout everything, put it on they homies (what?)
Hatin’ ass nigga, you want everything on me
Swervo saucy, everything got double Gs, don’t it
Italian beef with everything, extra cheese on it
I done iced out everything, them VV’s on it (ayy, Herbo)
I done tried everything, except coke and dope (hah)
I done fired everything, .40s blow the most (bow)
Seen dead bodies, everything, so I drove the Ghost (skrrt)
Told that bitch take off everything, I ain’t even close (I ain’t even close)
Took everything in me not to close your fuckin’ door (not to close your fuckin’ door)
Barney’s on me, everything, everything boss
Everything exhaust

[Chorus: G Herbo]
"Herbo, what you do for fun?" Bitch, everything (uh huh)
"What you gon’ do with that gun?" (Bow) Bitch, everything (uh huh)
"What kind of drugs you wanna run?" Bitch, everything (uh huh)
"If you die what you gon’ leave your mom?" (uh huh) Bitch, everything

[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yuh, everything (everything)
My new whip, that bitch, it came with everything (everything)
I’ma turn that boy into a heavy stain (bow, bow)
Whippin’ up that dope, yeah, that’s that heavy cream (whip it)
I been fuckin’ on your bitch since I was 17 (17)
Even though my Glock hold 30, this a 17 (yeah)
Chop it, whole thing from the Medellín (uh)
My old gun, that shit was dirty but I kept it clean
Mask off, remember me
Extra button on the back ’cause my Uzi a lemon squeeze
Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada, swag swag swag, that’s my disease
Fuck her once, I gotta leave, smokin’ dope, I’m Japanese
Fucked her in the master suite, I ball like an athlete

[Chorus: G Herbo]
"Herbo, what you do for fun?" Bitch, everything
"What you gon’ do with that gun?" Bitch, everything
"What kind of drugs you wanna run?" Bitch, everything
"If you die what you gon’ leave your mom?" Bitch, everything

[Verse 4: Chance The Rapper]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I know I gotta do everything
Model, DJ, do hair, everything, babysit, strip, run skrips everything
Doctor said, "What hurts?" said, "Everything" (Huh)
Somersault, nigga, you done been in every gang (yih, yih)
Shaun Livingston, you done been on every team (yih, yih)
Knew the game, still you gave that bitch a wedding ring (huh)
I took her number, gave her NuvaRing
And never rang, never give ’em everything
Chano what you do for fun? Smoke a blunt
Spades with the jokers, playin’ poker
Me and Oprah just might go for lunch
Fishin’ with some bitches where they breakin’ open coconuts
Shoppin’, goin’ postal, ain’t been local since we opened up (since we opened up)

[Chorus: G Herbo]
"Herbo, what you do for fun?" Bitch, everything
"What you gon’ do with that gun?" Bitch, everything
"What kind of drugs you wanna run?" Bitch, everything
"If you die what you gon’ leave your mom?" Bitch, everything

G Flip – About You

[Verse 1]
Now that I can see
Another part of me
Hittin’ back, slap in the face
Yeah you were the key
Yeah I knew I’d see
This other part of me
Beat in my chest, pain in my breast
Yeah you were the key
And you know, you know that you were right
You know, you know I hate to fight
You know, you know I can’t believe

[Chorus]
You’re right there
And I’m right here, thinking ’bout
Here thinking about you
About you
See you’re right there
And I’m right here thinking ’bout
Here thinking about you
About you
(There thinking about you)

[Verse 2]
Yeah we got crazy, yeah it did phase me
When you just went and took off
Yeah I know I pushed you
Didn’t think you’d follow through
And leave me on the rocks
Yeah I still got no honey
I still got no honey
And we still acting funny
We still acting funny
Yeah I could chase you, we’d be up all night
Like the old days, yeah we’d never had a fight
Still I don’t know
Maybe that just goes to show
I don’t know if you’re a just gonna go
You’re just gonna leave
We’re just living off pages
This book’s for the ages
A rollercoaster like we said hun

[Chorus]
You’re right there
And I’m right here, thinking ’bout
Here thinking about you
About you
See you’re right there
And I’m right here thinking ’bout
Here thinking about you
About you
(There thinking about you)

[Bridge]
(One more chance, one more chance, one more chance baby)
Let me go
Or give me one more chance baby
Let me go
Or give me one more chance baby
Let me go
Or give me one more chance baby

[Chorus]
You’re right there
And I’m right here, thinking ’bout
Here thinking about you
About you
See you’re right there
And I’m right here thinking ’bout
Here thinking about you
About you
(There thinking about you)

Ella Mai – Naked

Take away the big shirts, the tattoos, the sweatpants and Vans
Okay, I don’t wear no makeup, no purse in my hands
My resting bitch face is mistaking for the mean girl
But what if I told you
There’s nothing I want more in this world

Than somebody who loves me naked
Someone who never asks for love
But knows how to take it
Are you that somebody
Who sees a wall and breaks it
Are you ready to fight just to see what’s lost behind my flaws
Can you love me naked
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Naked
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Naked
Ooooooh yeah yeah

Might be a bitch in the morning so catch me at night time
Some of my friends think I’m moody but I think I’m just fine
I could be pissed but I act like I’m not
I really remember when I say I forgot
No matter how hard I try
To run away from love at the end of the night

I need somebody who loves me naked
Someone who never asks for love
But knows how to take it
Are you that somebody
Who sees a wall and breaks it
Are you ready to fight just to see what’s lost behind my flaws
Can you love me naked
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Naked
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Naked

I need someone who loves me when I wake up
Who thinks I’m beautiful when I’m looking fucked up
I want the perfect love, am I asking too much
Someone who shoots for the stars
No one that thinks I’m never good enough

I need somebody who loves me naked
(Who loves me naked)
Someone who never asks for love
But knows how to take it
(Knows how to take it)
Are you that somebody
Who sees a wall and breaks it
Are you ready to fight just to see what’s lost behind my flaws
Can you love me naked
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Naked
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Naked

Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar, Future & James Blake – King’s Dead

Part I

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit)
You ain’t really wild, you a tourist (a tourist)
I be blackin’ out with the purist (the purist)
I made a hundred thou’ then I freaked it (I freaked it)
I made 500 thou’ then I freaked it (I freaked it)
I bought a ’87 for the weekend (the weekend)
This ain’t what you want, this ain’t what you want (what you want)
This ain’t what you want, this ain’t what you want (what you want)

[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
And it’s like that, lil’ bitch
MVP, I don’t get no sleep, no, I don’t like that, lil’ bitch
Bust that open, I want that ocean, yeah that bite back, lil’ bitch
Do it bite back, lil’ bitch? Need two life jackets, lil’ bitch
I ain’t gon’ hold you, I ain’t gon’ press you, never control you
I ain’t gon’ front you, keep it 100, I don’t know you
Boss like Top Dawg, bossed my life up, crossin’ over
Stutter steppin’, got a Hall of Fame in all my posters
I’ve been ready, my whip been ready
My bitch been ready, my clique been ready
My shit’s been ready, my check’s been ready
My shot’s on full, that’s Armageddon
I got pull, I hope y’all ready
My tank on full, you know, unleaded
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it
My name gon’ hold up, my team gon’ hold up
My name gon’ hold up, my team gon’ hold up
My shots gon’ fire, my team gon’ roll up
Ménage-à-trois, my queen gon’ roll up
I hope y’all ready, you know I’m ready
I rain all day, you know, confetti
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, skrrt

[Chorus: Future & Kendrick Lamar]
Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit)
You’re not a gang member, you’s a tourist (a tourist)
I be blackin’ out, I be blackin’ out
Bought an ’83 Cutlass for the weekend (for the weekend)
I got a hundred thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it)
I made 500 thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it)
I put a Rolls Royce on my wrist, oh yeah
Fuck his baby mama tryna sneak diss
I took her to my penthouse, then I freaked it (then I freaked it)
I haven’t made my mind up, should I keep it? (should I keep it?)
I got big dog status, it ain’t no secret

[Bridge: Future & Jay Rock]
La di da di da, slob on me knob
Pass me some syrup, fuck me in the car
La di da di da, mothafuck the law
Chitty chitty bang, murder everything
Bitch, I’m on a roll and I put that on the gang

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Yeah, miss me with that bullshit (bullshit)
You ain’t really wild, you a tourist (a tourist)
I be blackin’ out with the purist (the purist)
I made a hundred thou’ then I freaked it (I freaked it)
I made 500 thou’ then I freaked it (I freaked it)
I bought a ’87 for the weekend (the weekend)
This ain’t what you want, this ain’t what you want (what you want)
This ain’t what you want, this ain’t what you want (what you want)

Part II

[Intro: James Blake]
Changes
Is you gon’ do something?
What you want?

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Red light, green light, red light, green light
Red light, green light, they like, we like
Fast cars, fast money, fast life, fast broads
Egotistic, goin’ ballistic, why God?
Born warrior, lookin’ for euphoria, but I don’t see it
I don’t feel it, I’m paraplegic, tapped in when I’m maxed in
Compound with the MAC 10s and the pumps in the background
I was absent, never OG, standout
I was lackin’ everything else but doubt
In the Magnum, holding Magnums with a Magnum
Nigga, ad-lib and I sing out loud
Never had friends, never had ends, never had hope
They was like, "Nope," I was like, "Boo yaow, boo yaow"
Yeah, God, tee off the day
Know we off the, be off the, eat off your plate
Throw me off, I be, "Off ya head"
Well ate, on C4, I’m way off the edge
Fuck integrity, fuck your pedigree, fuck your feelings, fuck your culture
Fuck your mom, fuck your family, fuck your drive
Fuck your land, fuck your children, fuck your wives
Who am I? Not your father, not your brother
Not your reason, not your future
Not your comfort, not your reverence, not your glory
Not your heaven, not your angel, not your spirit
Not your message, not your freedom
Not your people, not your neighbor
Not your baby, not your equal
Not the title y’all want me under
All hail King Killmonger
Red light, green light, red light, green light
Red light, green light, they like, we like
Fast cars

Muse – Thought Contagion

Strung out falling from the big time
Welcome to the infinite black skies
Brain cleansed fractured identity
Fragments and scattered debris

Thought contagion
Thought contagion

Fall down long winds are counted out
Prop me up before I black out
Withdraw before you’re out of time
A clean slate and buried war crimes

You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someone who’s hungrier than you
You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someones false beliefs

Thought contagion
Thought contagion

They’ll never do what you want them to
Give it up and watch them break through
It’s too late for a revolution
Brace for the final solution

Thought contagion
Thought contagion

You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someone who’s hungrier then you
You’ve been bitten by a true believer
You’ve been bitten by someone’s false beliefs

Thought contagion
Thought contagion
Strung out falling from the big time
Welcome to the infinite black skies
It’s too late for a revolution
Brace for the final solution