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Kendrick Lamar – LOVE. (feat. Zacari) lyrics

[Digital Intro: Kendrick Lamar]
Damn, love or lust
Damn, all of us

[Physical Intro: Kid Capri]
We still lettin’ it spin, y’all
Here we go!

[Chorus: Zacari & Kendrick Lamar]
Give me a run for my money
There is nobody, no one to outrun me
(Another world premiere!)
So give me a run for my money
Sippin’ bubbly, feelin’ lovely, livin’ lovely
Just love me
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Just love me, just love me, just love
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Love me
I wanna be with you
Love me, just love me

[Refrain: Kendrick Lamar & Zacari]
If I didn’t ride blade on curve, would you still love me?
If I made up my mind at work, would you still love me?
Keep it a hundred, I’d rather you trust me than to love me
Keep it a whole one hund’: don’t got you, I got nothin’

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Ayy, I got somethin’
Hol’ up, we gon’ function, no assumptions
Feelin’ like Tyson with it
Knock it out twice, I’m with it
Only for the night, I’m killin’
Only for life, yeah, only for life, yeah
Only for life, let’s get it
Hit that shoulder lean
I know what’s comin’ over me
Backstroke oversea
I know what you need
Already on ten, all money come in
All feeling go out, this feeling don’t drought
This party won’t end

[Refrain: Kendrick Lamar & Zacari]
If I didn’t ride blade on curve, would you still love me?
If I made up my mind at work, would you still love me?
Keep it a hundred, I’d rather you trust me than to love me
Keep it a whole one hund’: don’t got you, I got nothin’

[Chorus: Zacari & Kendrick Lamar]
Give me a run for my money
There is nobody, no one to outrun me
So give me a run for my money
Sippin’ bubbly, feelin’ lovely, livin’ lovely
Just love me
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Just love me, just love me, just love
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Love me
I wanna be with you
Love me, just love me

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar & Zacari]
I’m on the way
We ain’t got no time to waste
Pop in your gum on the way (love me)
Am I in the way?
I don’t wan’ pressure you none
I want your blessing today (love me)
Oh, by the way, open the door by the way
Told you that I’m on the way (love me)
I’m on the way, I know connection is vague
Pick up the phone for me, babe
Dammit, we jammin’
Bad attitude from yo’ nanny
Curves and your hips from yo’ mammy
Remember Gardena, I took the studio camera
I know Top will be mad at me
I had to do it, I want your body, your music
I bought the big one to prove it
Look what you made
Told you that I’m on the way
I’m like a exit away, yep

[Refrain: Kendrick Lamar & Zacari]
If I didn’t ride blade on curve, would you still love me?
If I made up my mind at work, would you still love me?
Keep it a hundred, I’d rather you trust me than to love me
Keep it a whole one hund’: don’t got you, I got nothin’

[Chorus: Zacari & Kendrick Lamar]
Give me a run for my money
There is nobody, no one to outrun me
So give me a run for my money
Sippin’ bubbly, feelin’ lovely, livin’ lovely
Just love me
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Just love me, just love me, just love me
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Love me
I wanna be with you
Love me, just love me

Kendrick Lamar – XXX. (feat. U2) lyrics

[Intro: Bēkon & Kid Capri]
America, God bless you if it’s good to you
America, please take my hand
Can you help me underst—
New Kung Fu Kenny

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Throw a steak off the ark
To a pool full of sharks, he’ll take it
Leave him in the wilderness
With a sworn nemesis, he’ll make it
Take the gratitude from him
I bet he’ll show you somethin’, whoa
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga little bit of nothin’
I’ll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, “Bitch, I did that!”
X-rated
Johnny don’t wanna go to school no mo’, no mo’
Johnny said books ain’t cool no mo’ (no mo’)
Johnny wanna be a rapper like his big cousin
Johnny caught a body yesterday out hustlin’
God bless America, you know we all love him

[Verse 2]
Yesterday I got a call like from my dog like 101
Said they killed his only son because of insufficient funds
He was sobbin’, he was mobbin’, way belligerent and drunk
Talkin’ out his head, philosophin’ on what the Lord had done
He said: “K-Dot, can you pray for me?
It been a fucked up day for me
I know that you anointed, show me how to overcome.”
He was lookin’ for some closure
Hopin’ I could bring him closer
To the spiritual, my spirit do know better, but I told him
“I can’t sugarcoat the answer for you, this is how I feel:
If somebody kill my son, that mean somebody gettin’ killed.”
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of
All the memories collected, moments you could never touch
I’ll wait in front a nigga’s spot and watch him hit his block
I’ll catch a nigga leavin’ service if that’s all I got
I’ll chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, “Bitch, I did that!”
Ain’t no Black Power when your baby killed by a coward
I can’t even keep the peace, don’t you fuck with one of ours
It be murder in the street, it be bodies in the hour
Ghetto bird be on the street, paramedics on the dial
Let somebody touch my momma
Touch my sister, touch my woman
Touch my daddy, touch my niece
Touch my nephew, touch my brother
You should chip a nigga, then throw the blower in his lap
Matter fact, I’m ’bout to speak at this convention
Call you back—

[Break: Kendrick Lamar]
Alright, kids, we’re gonna talk about gun control
(Pray for me) Damn!

[Chorus: Bono]
It’s not a place
This country is to me a sound
Of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look around

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Hail Mary, Jesus and Joseph
The great American flag is wrapped in drag with explosives
Compulsive disorder, sons and daughters
Barricaded blocks and borders
Look what you taught us!
It’s murder on my street, your street, back streets
Wall Street, corporate offices
Banks, employees, and bosses with
Homicidal thoughts; Donald Trump’s in office
We lost Barack and promised to never doubt him again
But is America honest, or do we bask in sin?
Pass the gin, I mix it with American blood
Then bash him in, you Crippin’ or you married to blood?
I’ll ask again — oops, accident
It’s nasty when you set us up
Then roll the dice, then bet us up
You overnight the big rifles, then tell Fox to be scared of us
Gang members or terrorists, et cetera, et cetera
America’s reflections of me, that’s what a mirror does

[Chorus: Bono]
It’s not a place
This country is to me a sound
Of drum and bass
You close your eyes to look ar—

Kendrick Lamar – LOYALTY. (feat. Rihanna) lyrics

[Intro: Mr. Talkbox]

[Pre-Chorus: DJ Dahi & Kendrick Lamar]
I said I’m geeked and I’m fired up (fired, fire)
All I want tonight is just get high (high, high, high)
Girl, you look so good, it’s to die for (die for)
Ooh, that pussy good, it’s to die for (on fire)

[Chorus 1: Kendrick Lamar & Rihanna]
It’s a secret society
All we ask is trust (all we ask is trust)
All we got is us
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Kung Fu Kenny now
My resume is real enough for two millenniums
A better way to make a wave, stop defendin’ them
I meditate and moderate all of my wins again
I’m hangin’ on the fence again
I’m always on your mind
I put my lyric and my lifeline on the line
And ain’t no limit when I might shine, might grind
You rollin’ with it at the right time, right now
(Only for the dollar sign)

[Verse 2: Rihanna]
Bad girl RiRi now
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, leave it now
On your pulse like it’s EDM
Gas in the bitch like it’s premium
Haul ass on a bitch all in the fast lane
Been a bad bitch way before any cash came
I’m established, hundred carats on my name
Run the atlas, I’m a natural, I’m alright

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar & Rihanna]
I’m a savage, I’m a asshole, I’m a king
Shimmy ya, shimmy ya, shimmy ya rah (yeah)
You can tell your nigga he can meet me outside (yeah)
You can babysit him when I leave him outside
Ain’t no other love like the one I know
I done been down so long lost hope
I done came down so hard I slowed
Honestly forever, all a real nigga want

[Pre-Chorus: DJ Dahi & Kendrick Lamar]
I said I’m geeked and I’m fired up (fired, fire)
All I want tonight is just to get high up (yeah)
All I want is, all I want is

[Chorus 2: Kendrick Lamar & Rihanna]
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
10-4, no switchin’ sides
Feel somethin’ wrong
You actin’ shifty, you don’t ride
With me no more, I need
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

[Verse 4: Kendrick Lamar]
Tell me who you loyal to
Is it money? Is it fame? Is it weed? Is it drink?
Is it comin’ down with the loud pipes in the rain?
Big chillin’, only for the power in your name
Tell me who you loyal to
Is it love for the streets when the lights get dark?
Is it unconditional when the ‘Rari don’t start?
Tell me when your loyalty is comin’ from the heart

[Verse 5: Rihanna & Kendrick Lamar]
Tell me who you loyal to
Do it start with your woman or your man? (Mmm)
Do it end with your family and friends? (Mmm)
How you loyal to yourself in advance?
I said, tell me who you loyal to
Is it anybody that you would lie for?
Anybody you would slide for?
Anybody you would die for?
That’s what God for

[Pre-Chorus: DJ Dahi & Kendrick Lamar]
I said I’m geeked and I’m fired up (fired, fire)
All I want tonight is just to get high up (yeah)
All I want is, all I want is

[Chorus 2: Kendrick Lamar & Rihanna]
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
10-4, no switchin’ sides
Feel somethin’ wrong
You actin’ shifty, you don’t ride
With me no more, I need
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

[Outro: Rihanna]
It’s so hard to be humble
It’s so hard to be
Lord knows I’m tryin’
Lord knows I’m dyin’, baby

Kendrick Lamar – DUCKWORTH. lyrics

[Intro: Bēkon & Kid Capri]
It was always me vs the world
Until I found it’s me vs me
Why, why, why, why?
Why, why, why, why?
Just remember, what happens on Earth stays on Earth!
We gon’ put it in reverse

[Bridge: Ted Taylor (Sampled)]
Darling, I told you many times
And I am telling you once again
Just to remind you, sweetheart
That my—

[Verse: Kendrick Lamar]
Oh Lamar, Hail Mary and marijuana, times is hard
Pray with the hooligans, shadows all in the dark
Fellowship with demons and relatives, I’m a star
Life is one funny mothafucka
A true comedian, you gotta love him, you gotta trust him
I might be buggin’, infomercials and no sleep
Introverted by my thoughts; children, listen, it gets deep
See, once upon a time inside the Nickerson Garden projects
The object was to process and digest poverty’s dialect
Adaptation inevitable: gun violence, crack spot
Federal policies raid buildings and drug professionals
Anthony was the oldest of seven
Well-respected, calm and collected
Laughin’ and jokin’ made life easier; hard times, Momma on crack
A four-year-old tellin’ his nanny he needed her
His family history: pimpin’ and bangin’
He was meant to be dangerous
Clocked him a grip and start slangin’
Fifteen, scrapin’ up his jeans with quarter pieces
Even got some head from a smoker last weekend
Dodged a policeman, workin’ for his big homie
Small-time hustler, graduated to a brick on him
10,000 dollars out of a project housing, that’s on the daily
Seen his first mil twenty years old, had a couple of babies
Had a couple of shooters
Caught a murder case, fingerprints on the gun they assumin’
But witnesses couldn’t prove it
That was back when he turned his back and they killed his cousin
He beat the case and went back to hustlin’
Bird-shufflin’, Anthony rang
The first in the projects with the two-tone Mustang
That 5.0 thing, they say 5-0 came
Circlin’ parking lots and parking spots
And hoppin’ out while harrassin’ the corner blocks
Crooked cops told Anthony he should kick it
He brushed ’em off and walked back to the Kentucky Fried Chicken
See, at this chicken spot
There was a light-skinned nigga that talked a lot
With a curly top and a gap in his teeth
He worked the window, his name was Ducky
He came from the streets, the Robert Taylor Homes
Southside Projects, Chiraq, the Terror Dome
Drove to California with a woman on him and 500 dollars
They had a son, hopin’ that he’d see college
Hustlin’ on the side with a nine-to-five to freak it
Cadillac Seville, he’d ride his son around on weekends
Three-piece special with his name on the shirt pocket
‘Cross the street from the projects, Anthony planned to rob it
Stuck up the place before, back in ’84
That’s when affiliation was really eight gears of war
So many relatives tellin’ us, sellin’ us devilish works
Killin’ us, crime, intelligent, felonious
Prevalent proposition with 9’s
Ducky was well-aware
They robbed the manager and shot a customer last year
He figured he’d get on these niggas’ good sides
Free chicken every time Anthony posted in line
Two extra biscuits, Anthony liked him and then let him slide
They didn’t kill him; in fact, it look like they’re the last to survive
Pay attention, that one decision changed both of they lives
One curse at a time
Reverse the manifest and good karma, and I’ll tell you why
You take two strangers and put ’em in random predicaments
Give ’em a soul so they can make their own choices and live with it
Twenty years later, them same strangers, you make ’em meet again
Inside recording studios where they reapin’ their benefits
Then you start remindin’ them about that chicken incident
Whoever thought the greatest rapper would be from coincidence?
Because if Anthony killed Ducky, Top Dawg could be servin’ life
While I grew up without a father and die in a gunfight

{Gunshot}

[Outro: Kendrick Lamar]
{Reversed Audio}
So, I was takin’ a walk the other day…

Kendrick Lamar – DNA. lyrics

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
I got, I got, I got, I got—
Loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
Cocaine quarter piece, got war and peace inside my DNA
I got power, poison, pain and joy inside my DNA
I got hustle though, ambition flow inside my DNA
I was born like this, since one like this, immaculate conception
I transform like this, perform like this, was Yeshua new weapon
I don’t contemplate, I meditate, then off your fucking head
This that put-the-kids-to-bed
This that I got, I got, I got, I got—
Realness, I just kill shit ’cause it’s in my DNA
I got millions, I got riches buildin’ in my DNA
I got dark, I got evil, that rot inside my DNA
I got off, I got troublesome heart inside my DNA
I just win again, then win again like Wimbledon, I serve
Yeah, that’s him again, the sound that engine in is like a bird
You see fireworks and Corvette tire skrrt the boulevard
I know how you work, I know just who you are
See, you’s a, you’s a, you’s a—
Bitch, your hormones prolly switch inside your DNA
Problem is, all that sucker shit inside your DNA
Daddy prolly snitched, heritage inside your DNA
Backbone don’t exist, born outside a jellyfish, I gauge
See, my pedigree most definitely don’t tolerate the front
Shit I’ve been through prolly offend you, this is Paula’s oldest son
I know murder, conviction
Burners, boosters, burglars, ballers, dead, redemption
Scholars, fathers dead with kids and
I wish I was fed forgiveness
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, soldier’s DNA (soldier’s DNA)
Born inside the beast, my expertise checked out in second grade
When I was 9, on cell, motel, we didn’t have nowhere to stay
At 29, I’ve done so well, hit cartwheel in my estate
And I’m gon’ shine like I’m supposed to, antisocial extrovert
And excellent mean the extra work
And absentness what the fuck you heard
And pessimists never struck my nerve
And Nazareth gonna plead his case
The reason my power’s here on earth
Salute the truth, when the prophet say

[Bridge: Kendrick Lamar & Geraldo Rivera]
I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
This is why I say that hip hop has done more damage to young African Americans than racism in recent years
I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
I live a better life, I’m rollin’ several dice, fuck your life
I got loyalty, got royalty inside my DNA
I live a be-, fuck your life
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
This is my heritage, all I’m inheritin’
Money and power, the maker of marriages

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Tell me somethin’
You mothafuckas can’t tell me nothin’
I’d rather die than to listen to you
My DNA not for imitation
Your DNA an abomination
This how it is when you in the Matrix
Dodgin’ bullets, reapin’ what you sow
And stackin’ up the footage, livin’ on the go
And sleepin’ in a villa
Sippin’ from a Grammy and walkin’ in the buildin’
Diamond in the ceilin’, marble on the floors
Beach inside the window, peekin’ out the window
Baby in the pool, godfather goals
Only Lord knows I’ve been goin’ hammer
Dodgin’ paparazzi, freakin’ through the cameras
Eat at Four Daughters, Brock wearin’ sandals
Yoga on a Monday, stretchin’ to Nirvana
Watchin’ all the snakes, curvin’ all the fakes
Phone never on, I don’t conversate
I don’t compromise, I just penetrate
Sex, money, murder—these are the breaks
These are the times, level number 9
Look up in the sky, 10 is on the way
Sentence on the way, killings on the way
Motherfucker, I got winners on the way
You ain’t shit without a body on your belt
You ain’t shit without a ticket on your plate
You ain’t sick enough to pull it on yourself
You ain’t rich enough to hit the lot and skate
Tell me when destruction gonna be my fate
Gonna be your fate, gonna be our faith
Peace to the world, let it rotate
Sex, money, murder—our DNA

[Video Outro]
DNA, DNA
Real nigga in my DNA
Ain’t no ho inside my DNA
Drippin’ gold inside my DNA
Power shows inside my DNA
DNA
Real nigga in my DNA
Ain’t no ho inside my DNA

Kendrick Lamar – BLOOD. lyrics

[Intro: Bēkon]
Is it wickedness?
Is it weakness?
You decide
Are we gonna live or die?

[Verse: Kendrick Lamar]
So I was takin’ a walk the other day
And I seen a woman—a blind woman
Pacin’ up and down the sidewalk
She seemed to be a bit frustrated
As if she had dropped somethin’ and
Havin’ a hard time findin’ it
So after watchin’ her struggle for a while
I decide to go over and lend a helping hand, you know?
“Hello ma’am, can I be of any assistance?
It seems to me that you have lost something
I would like to help you find it.”
She replied: “Oh yes, you have lost something
You’ve lost… your life.”

{Gunshot}

[Bridge: Bēkon]
Is it wickedness?

[Outro: Eric Bolling & Kimberly Guilfoyle]
(Lamar stated his views)
(Lamar stated his views)
(Lamar stated his views)
(Lamar stated his views)
Lamar stated his views on police brutality
With that line in the song, quote:
“And we hate the popo, wanna kill us in the street fo’ sho’.”
Oh please, ugh, I don’t like it

J Cole – BRACKETS lyrics

[Intro: Richard Pryor]
Lotta shit happens, like, being in show business
A lot of shit happens, like, like, I make a lot of money, you know
And I’m really happy about it
And I’m not bragging, I just wanna say something
I make a so—fuck, it’s ridiculous
But wait, wait a minute, wait a minute
Hey, if my father was alive today, I would go home and say
“Dad, I wanna tell you how much money I made”
You know what he’d say? “You’s a lying motherfucker
Joe Louis didn’t make that much money
Come in here, get your ass out the house
Coming here with that bullshit,” hah

[Verse 1]
Niggas hating on me, I ain’t used to that
Know a couple people wanna shoot for that
I say “No, no, no, chill, it ain’t no need for that”
Them niggas tryna blow and ain’t need me for that
And if it work for them, well shit, I’m cool with that
‘Cause how they feel, I ain’t got shit to do with that
I just sit back on cool and watch my paper stack
And trip off how much bread them crackers take from that

[Chorus]
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Bridge]
It’s been a long time since I have felt this way
About something but now, but now
I’m controlling my mind, the days are warm
The nights are cold, the lost is found, I’m found
Lord knows I need something to fill this void
Lord knows I need something to fill this void
Lord knows I need something to fill this void
Lord knows I need something to fill this void

[Interlude]
Hell yeah boy, I’m a goddamn millionaire now
Hell yeah, nigga, they can’t tell me shit now, bro, hell no, fuck that
Bitch, got my first motherfuckin’ million dollar check nigga
I’m goddamn lit boy, you crazy as hell
Hold up, it’s my phone real quick, it’s my Unc’
Uncle Sam and shit
“What’s up Unc’? Yup. Hey, I told you that check was coming in, I gotchu when it came in. Goddamn, I’m a man of my word. Goddamn, I told you I’ma have it, and goddamn, I’ma have it for you. Hell, shit, damn right. Now, how much was it though? Uh huh. Huh? Half? Half nigga? You crazy, boy, you crazy. Bitch, you crazy as fuck. Bitch, bitch, you better suck half my dick!

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I pay taxes, so much taxes, shit don’t make sense
Where do my dollars go? You see lately, I ain’t been convinced
I guess they say my dollars supposed to build roads and schools
But my niggas barely graduate, they ain’t got the tools
Maybe ’cause the tax dollars that I make sure I send
Get spent hirin’ some teachers that don’t look like them
And the curriculum be tricking them, them dollars I spend
Got us learning about the heroes with the whitest of skin
One thing about the men that’s controlling the pen
That write history, they always seem to white-out they sins
Maybe we’ll never see a black man in the White House again
I’ll write a check to the IRS, my pockets get slim
Damn, do I even have a say ’bout where it’s goin’?
Some older nigga told me to start votin’
I said “Democracy is too fuckin’ slow”
If I’m givin’ y’all this hard-earned bread, I wanna know
Better yet, let me decide, bitch, it’s 2018
Let me pick the things I’m funding from an app on my screen
Better that than letting wack congressman I’ve never seen
Dictate where my money go, straight into the palms of some Money-hungry company that make guns that circulate the country And then wind up in my hood, making bloody clothes
Stray bullet hit a young boy with a snotty nose
From the concrete, he was prolly rose
Now his body froze and nobody knows what to tell his mother
He did good at the white man schools unlike his brother
Who was lost in the streets all day, not using rubbers
So right now, he got two on the way
Still sleep on covers in his mama house
She can’t take this shit no more, she want him out
On the morning of the funeral, just as she’s walking out
Wiping tears away, grabbing her keys and sunglasses
She remember that she gotta file her taxes, damn

[Chorus]
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

J Cole – ATM lyrics

[Intro]
Life can bring much pain
There are many ways to deal with this pain
Choose wisely

[Refrain]
Will I fall? Will I fly?
Heal my soul
Fulfill my high
Cross my heart (Count, count, count, count it)
And hope to die (Count, count, count, count it)
With my slice (Count, count, count, count it)
Of Devil’s pie

[Chorus]
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it

[Verse 1]
I know that it’s difficult
I’m stackin’ this paper, it’s sort of habitual
I blow the residual
And fuckin’ yo bitch like its part of my ritual
Pardon the visual
But money, it give me a hard-on it’s typical
I want it in physical
A million dollars, I count up in intervals
Without it I’m miserable
Don’t wanna fall off so I’m all in my bag
Thankin’ God like it’s biblical
I know it’s gon’ solve every problem I have
I balled on the principal
Remember the teachers was all on my ass
Now look all of them, pitiful
And all of a sudden I’m so good at math

[Chorus]
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Can’t take it when you die, but you can’t live without it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Can’t take it when you die

[Refrain]
Uno, dos, tres

[Bridge]
Big bills, big bills
I fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills
My niggas runnin’ tip drills, can’t sit still
Don’t give a fuck if it kills, it mix well
I’m only countin’
Big bills, big bills
I fell in love with big wheels and quick thrills
My niggas runnin’ tip drills, can’t sit still
Don’t give a fuck if it kills, it mix well
I’m only countin’…

[Refrain]
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro

[Verse 2]
Proceed with caution
I heard if you chase it only results in
A hole in your heart
Fuck it, I take the whole cake and I won’t leave a portion
It’s only an organ
Thank God mama couldn’t afford the abortion
The loneliest orphan
I flip my misfortune and grow me a fortune
My Rollie is scorchin’
Them niggas that hated is slowly endorsin’
Now Cole, he important
My niggas beside me like Tommy and Martin
We ball on your court and
Then skate with your bitch like we Tonya Harding
She don’t need her garments
She horny from all the money we countin’

[Chorus]
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Can’t take it when you die, but you can’t live without it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Count it up, count it up, count it up, count it
Can’t take it when you die
Uno dos

[Refrain]
Will I fall? Will I fly?
Heal my soul
Fulfill my high
Cross my heart
And hope to die
With my slice of Devil’s pie

J Cole – 1985 (Intro To “The Fall Off”) lyrics

1985, I arrived
33 years, damn, I’m grateful I survived
We wasn’t s’posed to get past 25
Jokes on you motherfucker, we alive
All these niggas popping now is young
Everybody say the music that they make is dumb
I remember I was 18
Money, pussy, parties, I was on the same thing
You gotta give a boy a chance to grow some
Everybody talkin’ like they know somethin’ these days
Niggas actin’ woke, but they broke, umm
I respect the struggle but you all frontin’ these days
Man, they barely old enough to drive
To tell them what they should do, who the fuck am I?
I heard one of em’ diss me, I’m suprised
I ain’t trippin’, listen good to my reply
Come here lil’ man, let me talk with ya
See if I can paint for you the large picture
Congrats ’cause you made it out your mama’s house
I hope you make enough to buy your mom a house
I see your watch icy and your whip foreign
I got some good advice, never quit tourin’
‘Cause that’s the way we eat here in this rap game
I’m fuckin’ with your funky lil’ rap name
I hear your music and I know that rap’s changed
A bunch of folks would say that that’s a bad thing
‘Cause everything’s commercial and it’s pop now
Trap drums is the shit that’s hot now
See, I’ve been on a quest for the next wave
But never mind, that was just a segue
I must say, by your songs I’m unimpressed, hey
But I love to see a Black man get paid
And plus, you havin’ fun and I respect that
But have you ever thought about your impact?
These white kids love that you don’t give a fuck
‘Cause that’s exactly what’s expected when your skin black
They wanna see you dab, they wanna see you pop a pill
They wanna see you tatted from your face to your heels
And somewhere deep down, fuck it, I gotta keep it real
They wanna be black and think your song is how it feels
So when you turn up, you see them turnin’ up too
You hit the next city, collect your money when it’s due
You gettin’ that paper, swimmin’ in bitches, I don’t blame you
You ain’t thinkin’ ’bout the people that’s lookin’ like me and you
True, you got better shit to do
You coulda bought a crib with all that bread that you done blew
I know you think this type of revenue is never endin’
But I wanna take a minute just to tell you that ain’t true
One day, them kids that’s listening gon’ grow up
And get too old for that shit that made you blow up
Now your show’s lookin’ light cause they don’t show up
Which unfortunately means the money slow up
Now you scramblin’ and hopin’ to get hot again
But you forgot you only popped ’cause you was ridin’ trends
Now you old news and you goin’ through regrets
‘Cause you never bought that house, but you got a Benz
And a bunch of jewels and a bunch of shoes
And a bunch of fake friends, I ain’t judgin’ you
I’m just tellin’ you what’s probably gon’ happen when you rappin’
‘Bout the type of shit you rappin’ ’bout
It’s a faster route to the bottom
I wish you good luck
I’m hoping for your sake that you ain’t dumb as you look
But if it’s really true what people sayin’
And you call yourself playin’ with my name
Then I really know you fucked, trust
I’ll be around forever ’cause my skills is tip-top
To any amateur niggas that wanna get rocked
Just remember what I told you when your shit flop
In five years you gon’ be on Love & Hip-Hop, nigga

Quinn XCII – Tourist lyrics

[Verse 1]
There’s a house over the hill that somebody died in
There’s a pool down in the backyard I would love to lie in
It’s the first time that I’m in the Hills, I kind of like it
So I hope you don’t leave me alone
You got celebs on your left and right working the night shift
Can’t tell if they lying to my face, they come off righteous
No way I could match the old days to what half this night is
So I pray you don’t leave me alone

[Chorus]
Pain dripping on my leather seats with windows down
‘Cause it hurts for me to know, hurts for me to know
Veins ripping, oh, don’t let them see how I changed the sound
Yeah, it hurts for me to know
I’m not a tourist no more, no more

[Verse 2]
Mercedes Benz on these narrow streets I’m tryna ride in
Drug dealers in their mansions that they love to hide in
Dog days, but melancholy nights, we start to like this
So I hope that you leave me alone

[Chorus]
Pain dripping on my leather seats with windows down
‘Cause it hurts for me to know, hurts for me to know
Veins ripping, oh, don’t let them see how I changed the sound
Yeah, it hurts for me to know
I’m not a tourist no more, no more
I’m not a tourist no more, no more, no

[Bridge]
10 years have gone by and I’m burning up, I’m burning up
Remind me now, why did I run out here?
Rumors on the side that I’m earning some, but not enough
Money and love from you is true

[Chorus]
Pain dripping on my leather seats as windows down
‘Cause it hurts for me to know, hurts for me to know
Veins ripping, oh, don’t let them see how I changed the sound
Yeah, it hurts for me to know
I’m not a tourist no more, no more
I’m not a tourist no more, no more
I’m not a tourist, no

Robert Barnett – Hello Mister Kerr lyrics

I wake up in the morning
With the sunlight in my eyes
The promise of a new day
Makes me smile
But in a matter of minutes
A wave comes over me
Leaving me awash in anger
And anxiety

Hello Mister Kerr
It’s good to see you today
Hello Mister Kerr
There’s wine on the table
Why don’t you stay

Every day’s a new frustration
And an empty bottle of wine
Quiet down those racing thoughts
By living in a cloud to ease your mind
This is not at all how I expected it to be
A simple fall
Will solve it all
This is not living anyway

Hello Mister Kerr
It’s good to see you today
Hello Mister Kerr
There’s wine on the table
Why don’t you stay

Lately, things are looking up
I couldn’t have done it without your help
Why do you have to leave
Anyway
You say that I don’t need you
Why do you leave me this way
I’ll never forget you
For as long as I live

And the shoeboxes filled with memories
Can only take you to places tattered
By the hands of time

Goodbye Mister Kerr
We missed you today
Goodbye Mister Kerr
There’s wine on the table
We’ll drink to your name

Bre Michael – Outro / It’s Okay lyrics

There’s a girl in the black and white striped shirt
With a stare that can make any toes curl
Oh my God with a grip that makes me trip
Oh Yeah
Let’s be real, a cheap meal in the parking lot
And it’s cool if you’re scared to get on top
There’s a time and a place for everything
But it’s okay
It’s okay
Cause

She just wants to live a life that she deserves
And that’s okay baby you just want to be heard
I’m just tryna live a different way yeah
I’m just tryna see a different way yeah
Cause we all want to live a life that we once knew
And that’s okay baby you can just go be you
I’m just tryna live a different way yeah
I’m just tryna see a different way yeah

It’s okay
It’s okay

Serena Kern – I Got You lyrics

You look in my eyes
I’ll admit I’m scared sometimes
It’s true
I got you

Don’t be afraid
Nothing in this world I wouldn’t do
I got you

Baby
You’re driving me crazy
I’m going insane
When you look at me like that
I put up a wall
You’re breaking it down now
Don’t want it to fall
But it’s dirt on the ground now

One touch from you in the dark
Is a touch too much
When I close my eyes
All I see is the two of us
Oh Oh
When you’re with me
I am at ease
And I know
There’s no place I’d rather be

You look in my eyes
I’ll admit I’m scared sometimes
It’s true
I got you
Don’t be afraid
Nothing in this world I wouldn’t do
I got you

Darling
I’ll admit it I’m falling
Come here to me now
We don’t need to be stalling
You don’t want to be hurt
So you put up a wall and
I’m breaking it down
Trust me baby I’m all in

Been alone on my own in the dark
Now I see light
And I don’t know what it is that I feel
But I know that it feels right
Inside this time
Because
We found this love
So have no fear girl
It’s all about us

You look in my eyes
I’ll admit I’m scared sometimes
It’s true
I got you
Don’t be afraid
Nothing in this world I wouldn’t do
I got you

I can’t hide from you
Exactly how I feel
Always be around
Anything you need
I am truly yours
You’re so beautiful
And I fall deeper for you
Every single day

You look in my eyes
I’ll admit I’m scared sometimes
It’s true
I got you
Don’t be afraid
Nothing in this world I wouldn’t do
I got you

You look in my eyes
I’ll admit I’m scared sometimes
It’s true
I got you
Don’t be afraid
Nothing in this world I wouldn’t do
I got you

HRVY – Hasta Luego lyrics

You got them Juliet eyes
And I can be your Romeo tonight
Star crashed with love at first sight
And it’s like a movie
She dance like you never gon’ die
Blowing up the floor like she dynamite
No one can tell her goodbye
But it’s only one night

Ooh he got me
Ooh he got me
Ay ay ay ay
Ooh he told me
Ooh he told me
Ay ay ay ay

Hasta luego – luego
She don’t know what I know
Hasta luego – luego
She don’t know my name
I say bailamos
I say bailamos
I say bailamos
Can we dance?
Hasta luego
She don’t know what I know

No pasa nada, esta bien
Haria lo que sea para verte
Y al tenerte a mis pies
Esto se pone caliente
Bailando quiero probar
Pero me Corazon sabe esperar
Tengo para enamorar
Yo tengo lo que tu quieres

Ooh she got me
Ooh she got me
Ay ay ay ay
Ooh she told me
Ooh she told me
Ay ay ay ay

Hasta luego – luego
She don’t know what I know
Hasta luego – luego
She don’t know my name
I say bailamos
I say bailamos
I say bailamos
Can we dance?
Hasta luego – luego
She don’t know what I know

I’m like
Ohhh ohhh
Ay ay ay
Me tienes
Ohhh ohhh
Ay ay ay
I’m like
Ohhh ohhh
Ay ay ay
Me tienes
Ohhh ohhh
Ay ay ay

Hasta luego – luego
She don’t know what I know
Hasta luego – luego
She don’t know my name
I say bailamos
I say bailamos
I say bailamos
Can we dance?
Hasta luego – luego
She don’t know what I know

Beck – It’s All in Your Mind Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Well it’s all in your mind
It’s all in your mind
Well it’s all in your mind

And I wanted to be
I wanted to be
Wanted to be your good friend

[Verse 2]
Well I cannot believe
You got a devil up your sleeve
And he’s talking to me
And I cannot believe

And I wanted to be
I wanted to be
I wanted to be your good friend

[Verse 3]
You’re all scared and stiff
A sick stolen gift
And the people you’re with
They’re all scared and stiff

And I wanted to be
I wanted to be
I wanted to be your good friend

Lil Baby – In My Bag Lyrics

[Chorus]
She in her feelings because we ain’t speaking, but she don’t even call a nigga
She gon’ get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps, fuck you and all them niggas
We gon’ keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
They thinkin’ I lost it, remind them niggas
I can get flyer than niggas
Hundred thousand in a Gucci bookbag
They thinkin’ I signed them niggas
I’m living my life up, this Rollie I got on don’t tick tock
Still on that bullshit, if you pull up on me, let the stick talk

[Verse]
I’m in LA with the vibes, Dane in the cut getting high
She tryna get in my ride, she tryna turn up tonight, yeah
I was running up cash, yeah, I done ran up a bag
And they started gettin’ mad, yeah
But I didn’t get mad, I just kept getting cash, yeah
And I’m in my bag, yeah, now I’m in my bag, yeah
She wanna get with me, she know that I’m sticky, but I’m in my bag now
She wasn’t fucking with me, she didn’t come around, she wishing she had now
‘Cause I’m in my bag now
I’m in the bag, the Goyard to be exact
Three hundred racks inside it, ain’t no cap
I could’ve bought a Wraith today, yeah yeah
I ran it up, they supposed to hate
I’m digging this lifestyle
Water drippin’ on me like I’m a faucet
The crew with me right now
You can play, just proceed with caution
I popped the wrong pill, now I’m nauseous
I need to get off this drank, it’s a problem
I took a Tesla and landed on Mars​
Lord please wake me up tomorrow
Louis V Tesla, the bang
I want them bucks out the bank, yeah
She gonna suck me, you thank

joji – Yeah Right Lyrics

Fuck with my life
Fuck with my life
Fuck with my life
Imma fuck with my life

Imma fuck with my life
Imma fuck with my life
We gon party all night
She don’t care if I die
Yeah right, yeah right
Yeah I bet you won’t cry
Yeah I bet you won’t try
But you know I don’t mind
But you don’t I don’t mind

Yeah right, yeah right
Yeah right, yeah right
Yeah right, yeah right
Yeah you better know that she ain’t never give a single fuck about me
Yeah you bet you know that we ain’t ever gonna be together, I see 
Yeah you better go to see me when I’m feelin’ like I know what I need
And you dance so good
And I think that’s what I need

What you know about love?
What you know about life?
What you know about blood?
Bitch you ain’t even my type
Yeah right, yeah right
Yeah you know I feel right (?)
We can do it right now (?)
You don’t ever pick sides
Yeah right, yeah right
I wanna make you my bride
But I don’t know how to look nice
You should just give me my lines (?)

Yeah you better know that she ain’t never give a single fuck about me
Yeah you bet you know that we ain’t ever gonna be together, I see 
Yeah you better go to see me when I’m feeling like I know what I need
Yeah you dance so good
And I think that’s what I need

Bethel Music – History Lyrics

[Chorus]
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back

[Verse 1]
For eons I thought about you
Before I ever made you
I wrote every moment down
You were all my idea
Above all I created
You are my most precious crown

[Chorus]
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back

[Verse 2]
I saved words just to say to you
Before you ever met me
So take some time and hear them now
I gave you my greatest gift
My love cannot be measured
You’re my treasure, You’re my child

[Chorus]
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back

[Interlude]

[Bridge 1]
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I never have, I never will
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I never have, I never will
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I never have, I never will
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I never have, I never will!

[Bridge 2]
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us, oh!
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us, oh!

[Chorus]
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back

[Interlude]

[Bridge 1]
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I never have, I never will
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I never have, I never will
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I never have, I never will
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I’m never gonna let you go
I never have, I never will

[Bridge 2]
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us, oh!
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us, oh!
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us
Nothing can separate us, oh!

[Chorus]
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back

[Chorus+]
You always had my back
You always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You always had my back
You always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back
Oh-ooh, You always had my back
You always had my back
You’ve always had my back
You’ve always had my back

[Spontaneous]
Before the beginning of time
You’ve always had my back
From the garden to the cross
You’ve always had my back
From here and beyond
You’ve always had my back
Oh, You’ll never gonna let me down, no
You’ll never gonna let me down

[Chorus]
‘Cause You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back
You and I, we’ve got history
We go way, way back
We go way, way back

Elliott Trent – Up Now Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Oh no no
Aye

[Chorus]
You see these bitches
Steddy fuck em’ now
All this [?] I’ll be coffin out
Liquor you can’t tell me nothing now
Because I had to get it from the fucking ground
We up now (Nigga we up now)
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)

[Verse 1]
You know I got that dope swag (You know I got it)
I be flying’ up in first class (goddman)
I’m the shit and yeah she knows that (she knows that)
So I cook up a nigga’s bitch
I know that hurts bad
Aye you know I gotta come beat it
[?] let’s ride
Aye It ain’t my fault that your niggas don’t know how to grind
I grind and I get it [?]
I’m loving this life
It’s after everynight, getting right

[Pre-Chorus]
Cuz’ I’m going of for that liquor
Rolling blunts for that killa
If she right she might get the pipe
If this D she like I might give her
Don’t she just fucking with a nigga cuz’ he famous
She know I’m the man
Don’t gotta say shit

[Chorus]
You see these bitches
Steddy fuck em’ now
All this [?] I’ll be coffin out
Liquor you can’t tell me nothing now
Because I had to get it from the fucking ground
We up now (Nigga we up now)
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)

[Verse 2]
I only keep it real
I don’t get with fakes
If you try to cuffy me
Then you’ll get disgraced
Shawty keep working and twerking
Like she tryin’ to get this grace
And if she fall in love with me
That’s a thing to stay
Yeah rolling around with my clique tryin’ get this cake
Cuz’ me and all my niggas
Been throught it all
Between the rise and the fall
So tonight we gonna ball
So turn up we gonna ball

[Pre-Chorus]
Cuz’ I’m going of for that liquor
Rolling blunts for that killa
If she right she might get the pipe
If this D she like I might give her
Don’t she just fucking with a nigga cuz’ he famous
She know I’m the man
Don’t gotta say shit

[Chorus]
You see these bitches
Steddy fuck em’ now
All this [?] I’ll be coffin out
Liquor you can’t tell me nothing now
Because I got to get up from the fucking ground
We up now (Nigga we up now)
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)

[Bridge]
Drugs got me numb
I can’t even [?] it
Young having fun
Don’t give up before I got it
Drugs got me numb
I can’t even [?] it
Young having fun
Don’t give up before I got it
Don’t give up before I got it
Young having fun
Don’t give up before I got it

[Chorus]
You see these bitches
Steddy fuck em’ now
All this [?] I’ll be coffin out
Liquor you can’t tell me nothing now
Because I got to get up from the fucking ground
We up now (Nigga we up now)
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)
We up now (Nigga we up now)
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)
Nigga we up now
We up now (Nigga we up now)
We up now

Lil Baby – Never Needed Help Lyrics

[Intro]
(Earl on the beat)
Yeah, know what I’m sayin’
Know what I’m sayin’, when you create the wave and the vibe
You know what I’m sayin’, you is the vibe and the wave
You know what I’m sayin’
Never let these niggas catch up, once you caught up
Know what I’m sayin’
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh

[Chorus]
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas you wasn’t right there
You need me lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Trading designer I’m sticky as hell
I run Atlanta I should be the mayor
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas you wasn’t right there
You need me lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Trading designer I’m sticky as hell
I run Atlanta I should be the mayor

[Verse 1]
Trading designer I’m sticky as hell
Whenever we argue I buy her Chanel
Whenever I ain’t rappin’ I’m sellin’ this bail
My nigga got caught, I just hope he don’t tell
If you can sit quiet then I’ll pay your bills
They not gon’ snitch if they send me to hell
I put in overtime to get these M’s
Been with the same gang since I was lil’

[Bridge]
Run it up run it up run it up lightspeed fast, yeah (yeah)
Run it up run it up run it up lightspeed fast, yeah (yeah)
Run it up run it up run it up lightspeed fast, yeah (yeah)
Lightspeed fast, yeah (yeah)

[Chorus]
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas you wasn’t right there
You need me lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Trading designer I’m sticky as hell
I run Atlanta I should be the mayor
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas you wasn’t right there
You need me lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Trading designer I’m sticky as hell
I run Atlanta I should be the mayor

[Verse 2]
You won’t believe what I made in a year
I’m flippin’ these bags, I made me a mill
Then I start rappin’ and got me a deal
I took off fast, this shit get for real
She want to talk but she don’t want to hear
All she want me to do is keep it real
She keep on cryin’ I’m tired of her tears
I keep on lyin’ it just what it is
I’m on my grind, so fuck how you feel
I got some homies who sittin’ in the pen
Yeah, yeah
They gon’ be sittin’ in that bitch for some years
We were some teens, they labeled us grown
Had some judges who doin’ us wrong
I know your pain just hold on
Just sing this song

[Chorus]
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas you wasn’t right there
You need me lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Trading designer I’m sticky as hell
I run Atlanta I should be the mayor
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas you wasn’t right there
You need me lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Trading designer I’m sticky as hell
I run Atlanta I should be the mayor

Anne-Marie – Machine Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I feel an ache in my body
But if only I’d have no bones
I know the air isn’t breathable
And it’s no good for my lungs

I feel an anger inside of me
Burns like the sun in my chest
I got no patience or self-control
God knows I’m trying my best

[Chorus]
If I was a machine
I’d never have to worry
I know that I could always press delete

If I was a machine
I wouldn’t be affected
By violence on the television screen

Wouldn’t have a heart
So you couldn’t break it
No such thing as time
So you couldn’t waste it

That would be the dream
The world could never bother me

If I was a ma- if I was a machine
If I was a machine
If I was a ma- if I was ma-

[Verse 2]
I don’t do well under pressure
But if I was made out of steel
I would be so damn invincible
Nothing could undo my will

I wouldn’t make bad decisions
No promises I regret
And everything that makes me miserable
Is a consequence of my flesh

[Chorus]
If I was a machine
I’d never have to worry
I know that I could always press delete

If I was a machine
I wouldn’t be affected
By violence on the television screen

Wouldn’t have a heart
So you couldn’t break it
No such thing as time
So you couldn’t waste it

That would be the dream
The world could never bother me

If I was a ma- if I was a machine
If I was a machine
If I was a ma- if I was ma-

[Bridge]
Drunk and high every night
Numb the pain oh
Flush it all down the drain
If I could find a way out of this hole
I could do anything

Every night different guy
Numb the pain oh
Flush it all down the drain
If I could find a way out of this hole
I could do anything

[Chorus]
If I was a machine
I’d never have to worry
I know that I could always press delete

If I was a machine
I wouldn’t be affected
By violence on the television screen

Wouldn’t have a heart
So you couldn’t break it
No such thing as time
So you couldn’t waste it

That would be the dream
The world could never bother me

If I was a ma- if I was a machine
If I was a machine
If I was a ma- if I was ma-

Ugly God – Leave a Tip Lyrics

[Intro]
I’m not going anywhere, Nikko

[Verse 1: Ugly God]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, I’m flexin’ on my exes
New bitch, she too wavy, yuh
I’m in Houston, Texas touchin’ on a few ladies, yuh
I can’t trust a nigga, everybody fugazi, yuh
I ain’t text you baby, sorry I got too lazy, yuh
In my Jeep back and forth to AutoZone
Sippin’ lemonade but I still double up the Styrofoam
Pull up to your crib and serve you up like I was Domino’s
Then I hit your bitch, she feel the dick all in her collarbone
Pull up on your bitch and turn her on just like a flashlight
She keep comin’ back, she blow my dick just like a bagpipe
Niggas tough on Instagram, but in person they act right
I do this with no effort, I know these niggas mad tight

[Chorus: Ugly God & Splash Drexler]
Yeah, I’m walkin’ down the strip with your bitch, I’ma rub her hip
Nigga talkin’ shit, put that psh right up on his lip (brrr)
Ayy, I feel like the shit today (I feel like the shit today)
Woke up this morning, I might fuck your bitch today (Drexler, Drexler, Drexler)
Ayy, she gon’ suck the tip and leave a tip (and leave a tip)
Ayy, she gon’ suck the tip and leave a tip (and leave a tip)
Ayy, she gon’ suck the tip and leave a tip (and leave a tip)
Ayy, she gon’ suck the tip and leave a tip (Drexler, Drexler, Drexler)

[Verse 2: Splash Drexler]
New play, new lyin’ bitch
It’s a new AK4, no out a’ line bitch
Got a new K, threw away ’bout five sticks
Bitch I’m Splash Drexler, check my motherfuckin’ drip, nigga
Rented Beamer, goin’ 110 (skrrrt)
Pocket rocket, Glock with the beam, huh (brrr)
No more wearin’ seams (damn)
I know y’all ain’t no team, let me fuck your best friend
Me and your bitch booted up at the Waffle House, hope that she an’ anemic (yuh)
Money counter beepin’, need a red Hellcat
Push that bitch like a demon (push that hoe)
Tryna get my racks in
We heard that you was that nigga for the past tense
Fresh young nigga Splash Drexler get that pack in (yuh, yuh)
Look, look, look like money (brrr)
Smell like money, ain’t a damn stain on me
Ayy, fresh young nigga
Bitch, I’m that nigga, ain’t a damn stain on me (huh)

[Chorus: Ugly God & Splash Drexler]
Yeah, I’m walkin’ down the strip with your bitch, I’ma rub her hip
Nigga talkin’ shit, put that psh right up on his lip (brrr)
Ayy, I feel like the shit today (I feel like the shit today)
Woke up this morning, I might fuck your bitch today (Drexler, Drexler, Drexler)
Ayy, she gon’ suck the tip and leave a tip (and leave a tip)
Ayy, she gon’ suck the tip and leave a tip (and leave a tip)
Ayy, she gon’ suck the tip and leave a tip (and leave a tip)
Ayy, she gon’ suck the tip and leave a tip

[Outro]
Thanks Ugly God

Lil Baby – My Time Lyrics

[Hook]
She all on my drip she just like my my
Tell ’em they can step over it’s my time
I get what I want and I don’t wait in line
Keep poppin’ these precs I done got way too high
She all on my drip she just like my my
Tell ’em they can step over it’s my time
I get what I want and I don’t wait in line
Keep poppin’ these precs I done got way too high

[Verse 1]
I gotta slow down ain’t tryna lose my mind
I got on two watches tryna keep up with the time
Do this for Lil Steve, they gave my lil homie a dime
You can’t see the greatness in me nigga then you blind
I went back to the basics didn’t sign
Tryna treat me like I’m basic not I
I got all these blue faces ohh my
I’ma stack it to the ceiling, sky high
I been catching all these flights got [?]
I’d probably spend my last to see her smile
I was just sittin’ in the prison goin wild, now I’m standing on stage gettin paid, they like my sound

[Hook]
She all on my drip she just like my my
Tell ’em they can step over it’s my time
I get what I want and I don’t wait in line
Keep poppin’ these precs I done got way too high
She all on my drip she just like my my
Tell ’em they can step over it’s my time
I get what I want and I don’t wait in line
Keep poppin’ these precs I done got way too high

[Verse 2]
I think I fell in love with her she way too fine
I can’t go back to no prison got to walk a side line
Niggas act like they don’t fuck with me but on my timeline
Gettin’ fucked up on the block I had some very long nights
I’ma savage to my heart you can see it in my eyes
If I tell you I’ll quit trappin babygirl then I’ll be lying
Saint Laurent my jacket, Valentino on my shoes
Take me for a joke they try to treat me like a fool
Super paranoid ion leave the house without my tool
Hunnit bricks in I got it [?] by next June
Hardly ever see my son that shit hurt me
My bitch act like she don’t understand I’m working
I’m like how the fuck you think you got them purses
And the way you out here actin’ you don’t deserve shit
Don’t keep callin’ my phone that shit gettin’ worsome
And I keep drinkin’ this lean I’m just gettin’ worser

[Hook]
She all on my drip she just like my my
Tell ’em they can step over it’s my time
I get what I want and I don’t wait in line
Keep poppin’ these precs I done got way too high She all on my drip she just like my my
Tell ’em they can step over it’s my time
I get what I want and I don’t wait in line
Keep poppin’ these precs I done got way too high

Ugly God – WEWANTALLTHESMOKE Lyrics

[Intro]
RED DRUM on the beat

[Chorus]
Pull up on ’em, smoke ’em like a Optimo
You can find me pullin’ hoes at the stop-and-go
Coolin’ with ya bitch, I make her drop it low
Say it with your chest nigga, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke (bitch)
We want all the smoke (bitch)
We want all the smoke (bitch)
We want all the smoke (bitch)
We want all the smoke (bitch)
We want all the smoke (bitch)
We want all the smoke (brrr, bitch)

[Verse]
Hold up (what’s up?)
Lately you been reachin’ (you been reachin’)
All the sneak dissin’ and the subtweetin’ (what’s up with that tweetin’?)
When I see you, that’s a bet and I ain’t speakin’ (I ain’t speakin’)
I’ma pull up to your block and get to tweakin’ (get to tweakin’)
I’ma pull up with the Glock and get to squeezin’ (get to squeezin’)
I’ma pull up with the mop and get to sweepin’ (brrr, get to sweepin’)
I’ma pull up with the chop and get to eatin’ (get to eatin’)
I’ma pull up on a opp and get to reapin’ (get to reapin’)
Big drip (drip)
In that water like a boat (okay)
Sorry baby (huh), but I think it’s time to go (huh)
What I do? (What’s up?)
Oh, this your bitch? Probably so (huh)
Bring it on (huh)
Nigga, we want all the smoke (huh, bitch)

[Chorus]
Pull up on ’em, smoke ’em like a Optimo
You can find me pullin’ hoes at the stop-and-go
Coolin’ with ya bitch, I make her drop it low
Say it with your chest nigga, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke (bitch)
We want all the smoke (bitch)
We want all the smoke (bitch)
We want all the smoke (bitch)
We want all the smoke (bitch)
We want all the smoke (bitch)
We want all the smoke (brrr, bitch)

[Outro]
Thanks Ugly God

Ugly God – Tropics Lyrics

[Intro]
Nikko Bunkin in the trap, yuh

[Chorus]
Ayy, I’m takin’ off like rocket
Lay back in the tropics
Coolin’ with ya bitch, I make her drip just like a faucet
Now that bitch in my lap, she make it clap, ooh
Take a step back, don’t get clapped
I’m takin’ off like rocket
Lay back in the tropics
Coolin’ with ya bitch, I make her drip just like a faucet
Now that bitch in my lap, she make it clap, ooh
Take a step back, don’t get clapped

[Verse]
Every day we lit (lit)
Baby, you the shit (bitch)
Knick knack paddy whack, suck a nigga dick (suck a nigga)
Leave him in the ditch (why?)
‘Cause he a bitch
Drag my name through the dirt, I’m swervin’ down and shootin’ shit
Lil’ groupie bitch, huh, on my dick ’cause I’m super rich
Stupid bitch, I know the game baby, all I do is trick
Ruler dick, got her crazy on some cuckoo shit
I’m with your bitch, and she blew this dick like a hookah stick
Hold on, I walk inside the party, I might spike your juice, huh (I might spike your juice)
I pull up with your bitch, whip ain’t got no roof, huh (whip ain’t got no)
I pull up with no roof while she give me roof, huh (she gon’ give me)
Sippin’ on this Goose, kickin’ shit like Bruce, huh (kickin’ shit like uh)
I put that bitch to use, then she get the deuce, huh (she get the deuce)
She give me head like mousse, then I’m gone like poof (then I’m gone like uh)
Niggas playin’ games, this ain’t duck duck goose, huh (this ain’t duck duck goose)
Bitch, I’m for the youth just like Dr. Seuss, huh

[Chorus]
I’m takin’ off like rocket
Lay back in the tropics
Coolin’ with ya bitch, I make her drip just like a faucet
Now that bitch in my lap, she make it clap, ooh
Take a step back, don’t get clapped
I’m takin’ off like rocket
Lay back in the tropics
Coolin’ with ya bitch, I make her drip just like a faucet
Now that bitch in my lap, she make it clap
Take a step back, don’t get clapped

[Outro]
Thanks Ugly God
Nikko Bunkin in the trap, yuh

Flume – On Top Lyrics

[Refrain: T.Shirt]
All that I want in this life is the chance to do my thing
All that I want in this life is the chance to do my thing
Yeah

[Chorus: T.Shirt]
I want the top
All my people right there at the back of the spot
I need the top
If you know me, you don’t know me to stop
I need the top
All my people there, back at the spot
Let up the shots
Yeah

[Verse 1: T.Shirt]
And you don’t just wake up rich one day
This kind of life never just slip your way
I gave up taking carefree trips to the Bay
Cali’-bound is ’cause I got a flip in L.A
Paris-bound ’cause a new video’s on the way
No breaks for me, no vacats for me
I advance every minute, boy, I live it
Why start shit you don’t finish?

[Chorus: T.Shirt]
I want the top
All my people right there at the back of the spot
I need the top
If you know me, you don’t know me to stop
I need the top
All my people there, back at the spot
Let up the shots
Yeah

[Verse 2: T.Shirt]
Drinks on chill, got drinks on chill
Lights get dim and I think I will
I work so hard that I think I will
Yeah, had a long week, bitch, how you think I feel?
History favors the bold, dawg
Wrote something, make sure my story gets told
Make sure our story gets told
The night’s forever young, it’s us that gets old

[Refrain: T.Shirt]
All that I want in this life is the chance to do my thing
Yeah

[Chorus: T.Shirt]
I want the top
All my people right there at the back of the spot
I need the top
If you know me, you don’t know me to stop
I need the top
All my people there, back at the spot
Let up the shots
Yeah
I want the top, top, top, top, top
All my people right there at the back of the spot
I need the top, top, top, top, top
If you know me, you don’t know me to stop
I need the top, top, top, top, top
All my people there, back at the spot
Let up the shots
Yeah

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus: T.Shirt]
Yeah
I want the top, top, top, top, top
All my people right there at the back of the spot
I need the top, top, top, top, top
If you know me, you don’t know me to stop
I need the top, top, top, top, top
All my people there, back at the spot
Let up the shots
Yeah
I want the top, top, top, top, top
All my people right there at the back of the spot
I need the top, top, top, top, top
If you know me, you don’t know me to stop
I need the top, top, top, top, top
All my people there, back at the spot
Let up the shots
Yeah

[Outro: T.Shirt]
Yeah
I feel what you got for me, world
Yeah
What you got, got, got, got?

Smokepurpp – Muddy Lyrics

[Intro: Smokepurpp]
When you hear that money counter, that’s Killa Slade in the back
Ffff beep!
Yuh! Esketit

[Hook: Smokepurpp]
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy

[Verse 1: Smokepurpp]
My cup is soo muddy, goddammit
It’s me and Uncle, goddamnit
Got with your bitch and we smashin’
We makin’ an oreo sandwich
I blow up a nigga with toolies
His bitch the on the run she foolish
Goddamn I love fuckin’ these groupies
We goin’ it look like a (?)
100 round drum on my head
Pussy soo I might slip
Pussy soo wet it gon’ drip
Pussy soo wet I might lick
Codeine and sprite what I sip
She don’t get shit but this dick
I make her cum, make her flip
Samsung, it jump on hip
Bitch wanna rip on my bong
Bitch wanna sing all my songs

[Hook: Smokepurpp]
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy
My cup is soo muddy

[Verse 2: Smokepurpp]
I just be smoking and I just be lurking
I cannot focus, you niggas are roses
You fake, niggas know I can’t relate
I want a .37, no 38
Everyone I know got a .40
I swear that these niggas don’t know me
I swear that these niggas don’t know me
I swear to God, dammit, these niggas so phony
Bitch, I’ma ball like Ginobli, I swear I be smokin’ on OG
When I pull up, fuck the police
And get the picture like Sony

Tee Grizzley – 2 Vaults Lyrics

[Intro: Tee Grizzley & Young Thug]
We got London on da Track
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I need two vaults
With the two cars
What that coupe cost?
Get that tool off
What your jewels cost?
What that coupe cost?
I need two vaults
I’m the new Hulk

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (I need two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
Hit your bitch and give her back, now she yours again (she yours)
Back to back in them Ferraris, we stay horseplayin’ (skrrt)
Run up on us and the morgue gon’ have corpses in
Harvard student doin’ my taxes, I got dork friends
I put rings on them hundreds, bitch, I married them (bitch, I married them)
You see my niggas, money and ice everywhere on them (that shit everywhere)
And we fuck each other’s hoes ’cause we don’t cherish them (that’s a fact)
But we gon’ leak out that info, we can’t embarrass them (we got y’all covered)
Can’t leave the country, but I got my beat from London (got my beat from London)
These niggas talk but see me out and ain’t on nothin’ (ain’t on shit)
I’m in the stu, I need a Perc’, go get the runner
You got shooters, I got hunters, you got twenties, I got hundreds, nigga

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (I need two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
Wire 200 to Izzy, get my ice here (overnight)
These niggas plastic, y’all as real as Buzz Lightyear
Nigga say he got that dope, then what the price is? (What the price is?)
I don’t drink, but it’s for sale, we got pints in (we got pints in)
We got Tech in (we got Tech), we got Act’ in (we got Act’)
.45 bullets jammed in that MAC-10
They don’t check none of the artists, so I’m packin’
It’s a problem, then you’ll see me get crackin’ (shoot somethin’)
Addy 212, bitch, what’s brackin’ (what’s good?)
I might be in the Escalade but I ain’t lackin’ (know it’s on me)
Put that bag on you, act like I don’t know what happened (damn, straight up)
I hear the story, be like, “Damn, that was tragic” (That’s fucked up)

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (I need two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Yeah, yeah, Lil Boat, ayy
I’m still under 21, so I can’t cop a pistol (yeah)
But them choppas in my name and they can’t wait to hit you
Crib came with a court and some legal fishes (yeah)
Carrot cake around my neck, VS1 the crystals
Extended magazines (damn), chauffeured limosines (damn)
Before I dropped out, I fucked the daughter of the dean (I did)
65 thousand dollars in a nigga’s jeans
Ball like Sefolosha (yeah), skrrt the Testarosa (yeah)
Nigga all about the guap like a stock broker (yeah)
Brother with me and he shootin’, no damn focus
Every bitch I ever fucked with was mad older (for real)
Had to keep this shit player like the OG Yoda, Lil Boat

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Too much money, I need like two vaults (I need two)
Stacks big and green, I call my pockets the new Hulk
We don’t pay attention to no loose talk
Shoot that choppa hundred times, I had to let it cool off
Diamonds dancin’ on me, doin’ the moonwalk (drip)
Can’t wear my AP, I had to let it cool off (drip)
Almost died from pneumonia, had to take my jewels off
We don’t argue with these niggas, we just let them tools talk

Scarlxrd – SUNDAY AFTERNXXN. Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Why you mad? Why you hurt?
Overthinking shit non-stop
Head down, make it work
All this thinking got me on one
I’ve been drinking on my own
All this liquor got me fucked up
I like to kick it alone
If you leave me no love lost
Laugh at the sight at my paper overflowing
Takes me back to the time I believed when I was chosen
For these plans in my life, let them talk shit they don’t know us
I just let the past die I get racks and then I blow it, yeah, haha
Lately I’m thinking too far
Should realise I’m a star
No one can fuck with my heart
Let alone tell me about art
‘Bout to be bigger than y’all
I’ll let my salary talk
Been my own light in the dark
Keeping my fingertips sharp
Wake up I’m way up I stay there
My state and my actions still set me afar from the bar
Fuck it, I’m raising the bar
You can not chin up to levels above
Typically actions will tear me apart
Better be saving those racks that you got
Put my best forward on this ground that isn’t solid
I’ve been getting used to all the shit that used to make me vomit
Tried to get ahead with fortune, yah
Otherwise, life gets boring, yah
You’re following sheep to the slaughterhouse
Now you can’t say I ain’t warn you
Time is still ticking it’s daunting
Play this shit loud in my coffin
I told you no bitches can cuff me
I hate the way you be talking

[Verse 2]
On my selfish shit
Swim alone, I’m drowning rich
Forward with the facts
Don’t turn back, you’ll regret that shit
On my selfish shit
Swim alone, I’m drowning rich
Forward with the facts
Don’t turn back, you’ll regret that shit
On my selfish shit
Swim alone, I’m drowning rich
Forward with the facts
Don’t turn back, you’ll regret that shit
On my selfish shit
Swim alone, I’m drowning rich
Forward with the facts
Don’t turn back
Bitch, we know that you’re evil
Evil, envy, envy
Leave me alone, hell is my home
I told you fuck off, you’re leaching my soul, lose all control
Why ask me questions that make me ask questions I already know?

Lil Baby – Southside Lyrics

[Intro]
Southside on the track, yeah
Southside
Southside
Yeah
Strapped

[Hook]
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troop, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them Lo’s who crippin’ on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
I put the d in dope, for real
Saint Laurent on my coat, for real
That draco, that draco
I’m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to (?) that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood

[Verse 1]
Temp fade, new jays
All day, catch plays
White tee, dope boy
Move that dope, boy
Trappin’ out the bando
Servin’ out the window
Tryna run our mills up
That’s what we pay the rent fo’
Fuck it up in the Gucci sto’, them M’s in
Bad bitch lookin’ like Bernice, I call her Slim Jim
I just want push start on my car
Shoutout the hood, they know I’m a god
They know we bang wherever we are
I just took these cuts on stage
Look at these VVS’ in my chain
I’m doing better, I can’t even complain
Bought a plane, then I brew out the brain
Breaking Bad, make the bitch go insane
With the gang, I ain’t switchin’ no name
Paper tag, got me switchin’ these lanes
Doing these thangs to get me some chains
These niggas be fuckin’ for fame

[Hook]
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troop, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them Lo’s who crippin’ on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
I put the d in dope, for real
Saint Laurent on my coat, for real
That draco, that draco
I’m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to (?) that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood

[Verse 2]
I’m doin’ shit that they wishin’ they could
I’m the frontrunner, break right through the hood
They hated on me, but it’s still all good
Draco on me, and it’s still all wood
I’m on probation, they let off a fool
They on my drip, tryna see what I do
They takin’ notes, tryna study my moves
They tryna do what I do
All-Star weekend, I was gettin’ the pack in
Heard you got your shit took
Nigga you lackin’
Big body Benz (?) with the backend
Real street niggas buyin’ (?) with the backends
These niggas ain’t authentic, they actin’
And I ain’t get to the money, they cappin’
What happened?
I thought you was a real one?
Solitary stones in my ear, these the clear ones
These diamonds dancin’ too loud in my ear, so I don’t hear them
My homie got the stick, I got the glizzy
We don’t fear them
These niggas don’t wanna play with us
I swear that we gon’ kill them

[Hook]
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troop, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them Lo’s who crippin’ on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
I put the d in dope, for real
Saint Laurent on my coat, for real
That draco, that draco
I’m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to (?) that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood