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Lana Del Rey – Dreams v. Reality Lyrics

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted December 11, 2018•0 Comment(s)

At a young age I was intrigued by the sound
I was obsessed with the attention of a crowd
I was a singer, not a very popular one
I spent my time chasing the sun
I decided to be the perfect wife
Trophy wife with an opulent life
Summertime white wine callin’ up the kids at dinner time
(I wanna be on Rodeo Drive)
I wasn’t happy, deeply depressed
In the back of mind the dreams I pressed
I wanna be a musician
For the people to listen
And for my my long hair to glisten
In the bright flashes of the cameras
I coulda gone to Hollywood
I say it all the time
I shoulda gone to Hollywood in my youth and prime
I’d sit on the west coast, sip a cola lime
With you, with you, with you
(That’s all I wanna do)
My mind’s in a depression
My life’s in a recession
Can’t afford to fulfill my obsessions
So I drive, wind in my hair
With a destination of nowhere
Red lipstick on, I’m running away
To the city of angels
Far far away (will you come with me?)
Thank you God, I’m alive again
Thank you God, I’ve got my life to live
Thank you God, I’m alive again
Thank you God, I’ve got my life to live in Hollywood
I’m finally in Hollywood, on Rodeo Drive
Gonna be a star, I can see the H of the Hollywood sign
Maybe get into trouble, commit a crime
With you, with you, with you (that’s all I wanna do)

21 Savage & Metro Boomin – Ocean Drive lyrics

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted May 16, 2018•0 Comment(s)

[Intro]
21, yeah
Real street nigga
21
Know what I’m sayin’?
Young nigga done been through some shit man
Now a young nigga on top man
But I still got that Glock man
Still let that motherfucker pop man
21

[Verse 1]
See Savage he be with them apes
Play with this shit, you get ate
Bitch I be covered in Bape
Bitch I be covered in Bape
You know I keep me a K
You know I keep me a Draco
Wrap a nigga like an eggroll
Big bullets leave a big hole
I was raised by the G code
Don’t bend, nigga don’t fold
My uncle taught me how to scrape the bowl
And my auntie still smokin’ blow
Came from nothin’, nigga we was poor
Eviction notices all on the door
Take out trash for some school clothes
I’m the one that the streets choose

[Hook]
Now I’m on Ocean Drive sipping codeine with the top down
20 grand on me, lot of jewelry and a Glock nine
Got my own money, pussy nigga I did not sign
Say Young Savage name in a song, it’s some shots fired
I’m on Ocean Drive sipping codeine with the top down
20 grand on me, lot of jewelry and a Glock nine
Lot of jewelry and a Glock nine
Lot of jewelry and a Glock nine
I’m on Ocean Drive sipping codeine with the top down
20 grand on me, lot of jewelry and a Glock nine
Lot of jewelry and a Glock nine
Lot of jewelry and a Glock nine

[Verse 2]
I can’t leave the house without my Glock nine
I can’t go nowhere without my Glock nine
I’m sippin’ codeine all on Ocean Drive
Poppin’ percocets on Rodeo Drive
Baby roll the window up and let’s get high
You ain’t no real nigga if you testify
I don’t have to question where my niggas ride
If you gotta question, they ain’t on your side
Plenty late nights I made my mama cry
Shootouts in apartments made my mama cry
Seen my niggas in a hearse, I Stevie Wonder-ed why
Retaliation, let ’em spark like it’s the Fourth July

K Camp – Real Me (Rare Mixtape) letras

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted November 1, 2016

[Intro]
Ay Genius give them that flood fool
Uh-huh, OG

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
I said that I was gon’ quit it but I couldn’t
Addicted to riding round rubber band and dirty money but I shouldn’t
Stack the cake up stack for stack
Get the packs in back for back
Most of these niggas let bitches distract them from getting paper, I can’t have that
Them nothing bitches, y’all can have that
Point me to wherever the cash at
Yo fuck them niggas, they get blast at
Them lame niggas, they get laughed at
She too real, I couldn’t pass that
Weed so good I almost didn’t wanna pass that
I passed the blunt, poured an 8, said "okay now pass it back"
Smoking strong, drinking mud
Pull up fuck up the club, Rodeo Drive, fucked up a dub
If you ain’t getting no money my nigga you irrelevant
Got more baby bottles than my one year old
His filled up with apple juice and mine’s filled up with medicine

[Verse 2: K Camp]
Yo fuck these niggas and fuck these bitches
I ain’t even tryna kick it witcha
Long way from the north side I done turned myself into a rich nigga
OG gas straight from the west got a bad bitch snatched out the bank
Know I’ve been drinking on the Hennessy but tonight I’m going for the D’usse
Run a bag up, run a bag up
These pussy ass niggas can’t pass us
These pussy ass niggas can’t pass us
In a new ‘Rari tell a motherfucker catch up
Lyric Ave where I kick it at
Bust that bag, get a whiff of that
House full of bad naked bitches
That bed side where I stick it at
9 times out of 10 I be smoking the gas
9 times out of 10 bitch I’m all on your ass
9 times out of 10 I’m running it up
9 times out of 10 it’s some Hen’ in my cup
9 times out of 10 got a deal with a fuck nigga hating
Fuck nigga hating
Know I’m in the latest and I’m done doing favors
Young K Way bitch and I’m still kicking flavors

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
OG, uh-huh
Hey, hey
OG kush got a young nigga lazy
OG kush got a young nigga lazy

K Camp – Real Me Lyrics

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted October 19, 2016

[Intro]
Ay Genius give them that flood fool
Uh-huh, OG

[Hook: K Camp]
If I keep drinking man this shit gon’ kill me
If I keep drinking man this shit gon’ kill me
Two bad bitches and they both wanna feel me
She fell in love but shit she don’t know the real me
OG kush got a young nigga lazy
Fuck these niggas and these bitches they’ll pay me
Fuck these niggas and these bitches they’ll pay me
I said fuck these niggas and these bitches they’ll pay me
[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
I said that I was gon’ quit it but I couldn’t
Addicted to riding round rubber band and dirty money but I shouldn’t
Stack the cake up stack for stack
Get the packs in back for back
Most of these niggas let bitches distract them from getting paper, I can’t have that
Them nothing bitches, y’all can have that
Point me to wherever the cash at
Yo fuck them niggas, they get blast at
Them lame niggas, they get laughed at
She too real, I couldn’t pass that
Weed so good I almost didn’t wanna pass that
I passed the blunt, poured an 8, said “okay now pass it back”
Smoking strong, drinking mud
Pull up fuck up the club, Rodeo Drive, fucked up a dub
If you ain’t getting no money my nigga you irrelevant
Got more baby bottles than my one year old
His filled up with apple juice and mine’s filled up with medicine

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
OG, uh-huh
Hey, hey
OG kush got a young nigga lazy
OG kush got a young nigga lazy

K Camp – Real Me (feat. Young Dolph) letras

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted October 19, 2016

[Intro]
Ay Genius give them that flood fool
Uh-huh, OG

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
I said that I was gon’ quit it but I couldn’t
Addicted to riding round rubber band and dirty money but I shouldn’t
Stack the cake up stack for stack
Get the packs in back for back
Most of these niggas let bitches distract them from getting paper, I can’t have that
Them nothing bitches, y’all can have that
Point me to wherever the cash at
Yo fuck them niggas, they get blast at
Them lame niggas, they get laughed at
She too real, I couldn’t pass that
Weed so good I almost didn’t wanna pass that
I passed the blunt, poured an 8, said “okay now pass it back”
Smoking strong, drinking mud
Pull up fuck up the club, Rodeo Drive, fucked up a dub
If you ain’t getting no money my nigga you irrelevant
Got more baby bottles than my one year old
His filled up with apple juice and mine’s filled up with medicine

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
OG, uh-huh
Hey, hey
OG kush got a young nigga lazy
OG kush got a young nigga lazy