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Young Dolph & Key Glock – Dummest & the Dummest Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayy, Mondo done made another one)
(Sosa 808 got this beat knocking, nigga, ayy)

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Jumped up out the car, locked the door, left it runnin’ (Yeah)
Lamborghinis back to back, you know how we comin’ (That’s us)
While you was in a bitch ear, I was in her stomach (Ah)
Mmm-hmm, yeah, bitch the dumbest and the dumbest (Bitch)
Fucked her and her best friend, I’m just bein’ honest (Bitch)
I ain’t gon’ do it no more, baby, I’m sorry, I promise (Bitch)
I know I say this shit all the time but this time I promise (What you on?)
Yeah, we still on dumb shit, the dumbest and the dumbest

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
The dumbest and the dumbеst, got carrots like Bugs Bunny
Memphis nigga overpaid, you can call mе Mike Conley
I say I did it then I done it
Nigga, you can call me Donnie
Count my rizacks by the hunna and I put that on my momma (Bitch)
I do what I wanna (Hey)
I smoke good weed and got a darskin chick, just like Obama (For real though)
The white people they love me though, go ask Rosie O’Donnell (For real though)
Got six bad bitches in my bed, it look like Royal Rumble (Royal Rumble, Royal Rumble, oh)
I’m just havin’ fun wit’ it
Pulled up at the club then pulled out ’cause I couldn’t get my gun in it (What?)
All the bad bitches in my section, yours ain’t got none in it
Glock put Lambo doors on his truck, I’m like “Damn you won, nigga” (“How the hell you do that?”)

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Jumped up out the car, locked the door, left it runnin’ (Yeah)
Lamborghinis back to back, you know how we comin’ (That’s us)
While you was in a bitch ear, I was in her stomach (Ah)
Mmm-hmm, yeah, bitch the dumbest and the dumbest (Bitch)
Fucked her and her best friend, I’m just bein’ honest (Bitch)
I ain’t gon’ do it no more, babe, I’m sorry, I promise (Bitch)
I know I say this shit all the time but this time I promise (What you on?)
Yeah, we still on dumb shit, the dumbest and the dumbest

[Verse 2: Key Glock]
Yeah, I know that I’m a dummy but lately been goin’ dumber
Memphis nigga in LA, slammin’ bitches like I’m LeBron
Yep my bankroll is humongous, I do whatever I wanna
Yep, I ball, I flex, I dress the best, I’m the number one stunna
Bitch, I just made two commas (Yeah)
Just pulled up the yellow and red ‘Vette, Ronald McDonald (Uh)
Thirty shots up in my Glock, nigga, let’s Royal Rumble
Yeah, I’m all about my bread, baby, I need every comma
They love and hate me like Obama
The block is hot like a sauna
Yeah, I’m drunk in love with the money
Pockets stuffed, I’m stumblin’, yeah
I’m walkin’ with a wobble, pockets full of them blue hunnids (Racks)
Killers on the side, the other side, the back and front
But I still got my own gun

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Jumped up out the car, locked the door, left it runnin’ (Yeah)
Lamborghinis back to back, you know how we comin’ (That’s us)
While you was in a bitch ear, I was in her stomach (Ah)
Mmm-hmm, yeah, bitch the dumbest and the dumbest (Bitch)
Fucked her and her best friend, I’m just bein’ honest (Bitch)
I ain’t gon’ do it no more, baby, I’m sorry, I promise (Bitch)
I know I say this shit all the time but this time I promise (What you on?)
Yeah, we still on dumb shit, the dumbest and the dumbest

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James Arthur – Medicine. Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
You’re my bulletproof vest when it’s getting dangerous
Always made me feel blessed for my guardian angel
You are, you are, you are
You are, you are, you are

[Verse 2]
You put your body on mine when it’s sinking in
You’re the pain in my heart, it’s so heavenly
You are, you are, you are
The cure for all my scars

[Pre-Chorus]
I feel like you
Could save me now
When I’m suicidal
Don’t let me spiral

[Chorus]
You make my heart beat faster than adrenaline
You kiss away the pain of all the hell I’ve been
I know you make me better than I’ve ever been
‘Cause you’re my medicine, you’re my medicine
You make my heart beat faster than adrenaline
You take the pain whenever I’m in hell again
I know you make me better than I’ve ever been
‘Cause you’re my medicine, you’re my medicine

[Verse 3]
You always say that you moved to LA, yeah
I’ll buy you a plane and I’ll fly you away
You are my hell and nowhere escape
Everything wanna be [?] today

[Pre-Chorus]
I feel like you could save me now
I know I hurt you
I don’t deserve you, no no

[Chorus]
You make my heart beat faster than adrenaline
You kiss away the pain of all the hell I’ve been
You’re gonna make me better than I’ve ever been
‘Cause you’re my medicine, you’re my medicine
You make my heart beat faster than adrenaline
I’ll make you better than I’ve ever been
‘Cause you’re my medicine, you’re my medicine

[Bridge]
I love the way you look in that Balenciaga
One sip of you, I’m hooked, I wanna hit it harder
No drug can fill this scar, now I’m addicted you, oh
Yeah

[Chorus]
You make my heart beat faster than adrenaline
You kiss away the pain of all the hell I’ve been (You make my heart)
You’re gonna make me better than I’ve ever been
‘Cause you’re my medicine, you’re my medicine
You make my heart beat faster than adrenaline (You make my heart)
You take the pain whenever I’m in hell again (Yeah)
‘Cause you’re my medicine, you’re my medicine (Better)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
‘Cause you’re my medicine, yeah, yeah
‘Cause you’re my medicine, oh

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Chris Travis – Give And Go Lyrics

[Intro]
Aye, yeah
Old money, aye aye aye
Shawty where my money, yea
Shawty where my money, yea
Aye where my money
Aye

[Verse]
Yeah I get it in, four years in
Feeling like twenty, these rappers kids
Smoking by myself, nigga don't pass
Came in first but left out last
Watch the f*cking paint, it's dripping like the drank
I get big money, you get pocket change
Say they pray for change but can't change theyself
Still on the top and I ain't ask for help
Watch your f*cking step, aye I'm coming through
Two thousand for my shoes, could have been a fool
But I played it smart
Made it out the heart
Of my f*cking city
Now where do I start?
Moved to LA, it's time to get paid

Met up with L's
Shit ain't been the same
Boy I changed the game, left my mark in it
You just jump ships when they start sinking
Park anywhere, f*ck the damn blinkers
All these lame niggas really fooling people
Roll up with my heater, I can't trust a soul
I know you heard it once but ima say it mo'
[Hook]
Give and go, aye
Give and go, aye
Give and go, aye
Sipping slow, aye
I got a slow pace, stick and move race
I don't like to date, I just want the face
I just want the cake, I don't need no feelings
Higher than a grace, I don't need no ceilings
All these blunts I face, aye
All these blunts I face, take me away

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Lil’ Duke – No Time Lyrics

[Chorus]
Don't got no motherf*ckin' time
I'm chasin' these racks and I'm tryna get mine
f*ckin' on nothin' but dimes
Rich nigga shit and I'm never on time
Yeah, bitch, I hang with the stars
I'm in the foreign 'cause we [?] the car
We do not hang at the bar
We in the VIP and we doin' it large

[Verse 1]
I'm out in LA, I'm vibin'
All of my niggas, they with me, they silent
I got that K right beside me
f*ck nigga try me, then somebody dyin'
They diggin' the drip
I can not kiss on the lips
She like to spit on the dick
Jumped on my dick, did a split
Diamonds on me came from Elliot
All of my niggas, they felonies
Your niggas get caught, they tellin' it
Don't make me get out my element
Wrap up the pack and I'm mailin' it
You little niggas irrelevant
All of the hatin' is jealousy
Chopper gon' sing like a melody
[Chorus]
Don't got no motherf*ckin' time
I'm chasin' these racks and I'm tryna get mine
f*ckin' on nothin' but dimes
Rich nigga shit and I'm never on time

Yeah, bitch, I hang with the stars
I'm in the foreign 'cause we [?] the car
We do not hang at the bar
We in the VIP and we doin' it large

[Verse 2]
I pusha button to start it
[?]
I never sat on a bench
I got a good game 'cause, bitch, I'm a starter
They know I'm the hardest
Niggas get shot, ain't no arguin'
Petty lil' bitches annoying
Walk into Magic, we makin' it storm
Hop out a jet and we outie
I just sit next to the pilot
Put that shit on with no stylist
She been around, she got mileage
Soon as we land, they shuttin' it down
Blockin' the street like Barack is in town
These bitches blowin' my phone
I can not answer 'cause I–
[Chorus]
Don't got no motherf*ckin' time
I'm chasin' these racks and I'm tryna get mine
f*ckin' on nothin' but dimes
Rich nigga shit and I'm never on time
Yeah, bitch, I hang with the stars
I'm in the foreign 'cause we [?] the car
We do not hang at the bar
We in the VIP and we doin' it large

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Lil’ Duke – I’m Gettin’ Paid Lyrics (feat. Lil Baby)

[Intro: Lil Duke]
Yeah, first song of 2018, you dig?
Yeah, shout out my Alabama niggas
Mattazik Been Boomin’ Off Rip!

[Chorus: Lil Duke]
I’ma clean up like a maid, every day I’m gettin’ paid
My bitch say I’m stuck in my ways, young nigga sharp as a blade
We was just thumbin’ through cash
And runnin’ through bags, young nigga gotta get paid
I can’t be makin’ no minimum wage
Used to be broke now we all on the stage

[Verse 1: Lil Duke]
I’m this bitch with The Game
Sixty whole racks for the chain
They’re singing my shit all in Spain
Got off my ass and I made me a name
Young nigga runnin’ with mobsters
We eatin’ shrimp, steak, and lobster
And we don’t f*ck with imposters
I spend a rack on some joggers
I’m in LA like a Dodger
Bad bitches all on my roster
Sippin’ on lean, need a doctor
I poured an eight in a bottle
Pull up and hop out, I’m proper
Christian Dior, no Prada
Top of the year, I’m ’bout to hop on a Lear
Bend that ass over, I f*ck from the rear
Finna sleep in the air and I don’t gotta steer
Broke with no money, you cannot get near
Sipping on lean, I’m not drinking no beer
I talk about hundreds, I don’t want to hear
I’m tryna stack up a milly and grind
Been working so hard, I know it’s my time
They do not want me to shine, I gotta keep me a nine
I can’t be wasting my time, I gotta get it, I grind for what’s mine
I can’t be pouring up lines, I buy me a pint every time they come ’round
Keep it flat like I’m Santana, pour up a deuce in a Fanta
Ballin’ on niggas with handles
Fresh as a bitch for the cameras

[Chorus: Lil Duke]
I’ma clean up like a maid, every day I’m gettin’ paid

My bitch say I’m stuck in my ways, young nigga sharp as a blade
We was just thumbin’ through cash
And runnin’ through bags, young nigga gotta get paid
I can’t be makin’ no minimum wage
Used to be broke now we all on the stage

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Yeah, runnin’ up the cars, them hood fights in the park
Hotboxin’ it get dark nigga, can’t post his picture, he done robbed nigga
I’m standing all on stage nigga, dub a show gettin’ paid nigga
Do that shit like every day, that’s a hundred forty every week
My trap house on peak, my lil homies gon’ sleep
[?] ‘partment on Spark Street, so you know we pulled up deep
Lil homie on the X pill, runnin’ ’round on percocets and he geeked
And he keep draco on the sheet, he just want to rock a young nigga sleep
Paid for her to get an abortion, I made her treat me important
I been ridin’ around in Porsches, I’m addicted to lean, I keep pourin’ it
They didn’t let me get in, now I’m going in
Get my money together, it’s flowing in
Get my army together, we going in
I was good for this shit, I was sworn in
Free throw line, I’ma hit mine
Sit on recline, me and G5
On the top of the clouds, me and Fadey
On a private jet, nigga we made it
When the people see me they go crazy
Got these bankrolls on me, I ain’t changing

[Chorus: Lil Duke]
I’ma clean up like a maid, every day I’m gettin’ paid
My bitch say I’m stuck in my ways, young nigga sharp as a blade
We was just thumbin’ through cash
And runnin’ through bags, young nigga gotta get paid
I can’t be makin’ no minimum wage
Used to be broke now we all on the stage

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Lute – Get It And Go Lyrics (feat. Blakk Soul)

[Chorus: Blakk Soul]
Ayy
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin' (Yeah)
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin' (Oh)
Now I get it and go (Woah)
Now I get it and go (Woah)
Now I get it and go (Huh)
Now I get it and go

[Verse 1: Lute]
Prime time, over grind game, overtime's up (Time's up)
Played my cards, dealt my hand, ain't really no time for luck
Either you got it, you don't, lie to yourself if you want
I put my team on my back, did what I could, what I had
Now I be all in my bag, copy and paste with the swag
But you can't do it like me, all of my winnings on repeat
Take ya L like a boss, stand ten toes on your feet
I could never take a loss, I ain't set up for defeat
Forgiattos on the truck, I had a dream and it stuck
Livin' my life 'cause we up
Lookin' back like where the love? (Where the love?)
That's why I be hella lowkey (Hella lowkey)
But contrary to belief (To belief)
Loyalty runs deep (Deep)
I keep my ear to the streets (To the streets)
Struggle turned me to a beast (To a beast)
I'm off the chain, I'm off the leash (Out the leash)
But baby girl I play for keeps (Keeps)
Told my brother lately I've been schemin'
Against all odds like Willie Beamon
I've been grindin' lately, this my season
Lord knows I'm tryna find my reason
[Pre-Chorus: Lute]
Lay it all on the line, ain't no lookin' back
Give it my all with no strings attached
Came from the bottom, rose through the cracks
Spotlight on you, boy, how you gon' act?

[Chorus: Blakk Soul]
Ayy
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin' (Yeah)
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin' (Oh)
Now I get it and go (Woah)
Now I get it and go (Woah)
Now I get it and go (Huh)
Now I get it and go

[Verse 2: Lute]
Ain't it crazy how them tables turn?
You can fold or you can stand firm
I'm a real one so I ain't concerned

I'm fully built for this life, I think I earned all my stripes
I don't believe all the hype, get back on my feet and get right
Watch you work, watch 'em hate, watch 'em lurk, can't relate
Watch you skrrt out the mud, out the dirt
Above the waters, in the murks out the gate, on sight
Rare breed, rare type, set the bar, take flight, yeah
I've been grindin' since a youngin'
They told me my time it was comin'
I've been hustlin' with no funding
And forget all the fame, get the money
I'm out in LA where it's sunny
I've been eatin' since a youngin', since we ain't had food in our tummy
That life we was livin', ain't funny
But you cannot take nothin' from me
Put that on my momma, my daughter, my cousin, my brother, I show you
Way better than I could tell you
The type of dreams that they sell you
That's why I learn from my failures
Don't do the handouts or the favors
Told my brother I'ma get this paper
What's left behind, now I'll see it later
To keep it real, you don't need to wait up
[Pre-Chorus: Lute]
Lay it all on the line, ain't no lookin' back
Give it my all with no strings attached
Came from the bottom, rose through the cracks
Spotlight on you, boy, how you gon' act?

[Chorus: Blakk Soul]
Ayy
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin' (Yeah)
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin' (Oh)
Now I get it and go (Woah)
Now I get it and go (Woah)
Now I get it and go (Huh)
Now I get it and go
Ayy
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin' (Yeah)
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin' (Oh)
Now I get it and go (Woah)
Now I get it and go (Woah)
Now I get it and go (Huh)
Now I get it and go

[Outro]
I remember sleepin' with my ribs touchin'
Now I get it and go
Now I get it and go (Go, go)

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Kur – 20 On 4 Lyrics

Can’t complain when my plate get full
I’m doing whatever it takes to bloom
They wearing the fakest jewels
These niggas be fraudin’ and think it’s cool
Lotta niggas don’t know me, tell bitches we homies
Now bitches they think we cool
I came up from nothing, I couldn’t get lunch
Ask my man for a yank at school

I was deep in the bucket, with pistols like f*ck it
Man I’m with the apes and goons
I got tired of sitting, got tired of bullshitting
Man I gotta make some moves
I ain’t gonna lie, man I got too comfortable when I had things to do
And I ain’t gon lie, I was late on the rent
They kept calling my phone like it’s due
If it’s something you love, then never give up
And you gotta keep on chasing
I got back my hunger, I ran outta money
I barely had any savings
You know me trying to rush it
But I couldn’t rush it
Aye dog I just had to be patient
Gave my all, all my pain it was sacred
Reem my dawg, can’t nobody replace hm

At the loft, I was rolling up thinkin’
Should I go or should I take a break
It got slow but I ain’t lose my faith
Something came thru the timing was great
Say she love me but she love the pap
Yea I waited my time was hatin’
Give my praises to God, ain’t no satan
Needed woods, had to stop at the station

I just hopped out a Porsche, I was blazin’
Let me get 20 on 4, homie thank you
Ima do what I do, ain’t no thinking
That was young of me, falling for bait
How I did it? It’s all dedication
Shit I listen and I never say shit
Need to take my girl on a vacation
Cuz she buggin me out, irritation
Off the plane, we just got to LA
We gon’ check in, then we at Crustaceans
We on ours, I just hope they on they shit
I’m just hoping my dawg ain’t on fake shit

Damn don’t tell me my dawg on some snake shit
I got scars and it’s hard to erase it
I get love and it’s hard to embrace it
Love my dreams, but I get tired of chasin’

You ain’t paying then I ain’t gon’ come out
Shoot at cribs and we tell niggas come out
Send a Lyft to her crib, told her come out
I was grimy as shit on the come out
Fans yellin’ and scream when I come out
I was serving my green til the sun out
Spending beans like it’s not gon’ run out
On the studio cam with my gun out
Streets is dying for my shit to come out
I’m the wrong nigga to count out
I ain’t the one you should count out
I ain’t the one you should count out
I’m the wrong nigga to count out

Trapping in my acgs it felt impossible to make a stack
Getting fronted work, spent mine gotta give theirs back
You can hear the hurt, I’m going thru it trynna hold tears back
My windbreaker Prada, I just ordered scallops, the water in bottles
I get motivated , it’s always good vibes when I run into Wallo and Gill
I made my mistakes, so I’ll handle it better
When I go and sign my next deal
Weathered the storm so I’m coming back better
I’m tellin’ you It’s gon’ be real

Niggas got it, don’t know what to do wit it
Bout to move outta my spot ain’t renewing it
I took loss after loss, I was losing it
It was kush in the jar, I was moving it
Alot of niggas just talk it, I’m doing it
Yeah been that way from the start
Making plays at the park, slap box and getting sharp
Tats on me full of art, GAT on me it was dark
Clear fruit I was parched, clear view I got a spark
Don’t know why I got these thoughts
Don’t know why I take the blame
Feeling like this shit my fault
Don’t know why I take the blame

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LA police shooting: Two officers ‘critically injured’ after being shot in car

Video of the incident shows a figure approach the officers’ vehicle, before opening fire and running away.

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Officials investigate ‘guy in jetpack’ seen flying near LA airport

“Tower… we just passed a guy in a jetpack,” said the pilot while flying at an elevation of 3,000ft (915 meters).

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Lindsay Ell – Want Me Back Lyrics

Typical you, always wanting what you can’t have
Soon as I moved on, started missing me so bad
Saying maybe we should try again
Try to get it right again
Sayin’ do we have to be done
Don’t know why you said goodbye then
And honestly I get where you’re coming from cause

If I were you, I’d miss my kiss
I’d miss me keeping you up all night
If I were you, I know that losing me
Would make me lose my mind
You ain’t gonna find nobody like me
I’m the best you ever had
And I’m always gonna be, so
If I were you
If I were you
I’d want me back too

Yeah, I’d wanna go back to that weekend out in LA
Bet that hotel bed ain’t never been the same, babe
Damnit we were so good then
Think of what we could’ve been
If you’da just tried

Cause I think that I’m worth it
I thought you were perfect
But you had your time

If I were you, I’d miss my kiss
I’d miss me keeping you up all night
If I were you, I know that losing me
Would make me lose my mind
You ain’t gonna find nobody like me
I’m the best you ever had
And I’m always gonna be, so
If I were you
If I were you
I’d want me back too

Typical you, always wanting what you can’t have

If I were you, I’d miss my kiss
I’d miss me keeping you up all night
If I were you, I know that losing me
Would make me lose my mind
You ain’t gonna find nobody like me
I’m the best you ever had
And I’m always gonna be, so
If I were you
If I were you
I’d want me back too
I’d want me back too

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Coolzey – Do Lyrics (feat. Headnodic)

Do you really wanna do that? Think it over and over until you freeze
You say ‘I can’t get over how I blew my chance. This isn’t how I wanted it to be.’
But it’s to late, yeah it’s too late, we tell ourselves, to teach this dog to live again
Despair is in the air. It’s hard to even care. The food you eat the clothes you wear: it’s all fallin’ away now

All I can say to you is you should know you’re not alone. All you can say to me is please answer your telephone. But I don’t wanna do that. I’m to busy singing. Singin’ to myself. And it goes

(Chorus)

Here I am once again bringin’ the candy to your ear drums
Another rhyme I wrote while I was waitin’ for the beer to come

Chocolate and flowers ‘cus I love to you smile
C double O-L, old to the new style

3 or 4 Stellas then I hit the vaporizer
Nobody gets liver than the party organizer

Decent drunk driver ‘cus my life has been a crash course

Traveling the world until I end up on the last porch

Sitting on a swing lookin’ at the night sky, knowing every second is a second that I might die
So why try and fight it? See a joint then I light it

This rhyme, I didn’t write it, ‘cus by voices I’m guided
But lately they been singin’ and bringin’ all types o’ ruckus
Lettin’ me know I don’t have to support the suckas

Tuck us all in with a bottle o’ gin
Dumb and dumber ‘cus it’s summer time again

I made it rhyme again, now you askin’ what it’s about:
Eatin’ up a rookie like a cookie from a girl scout

I hurl out rhymes like my girl throwin’ my stuff out the window in LA. That was a swell day
Skip the sarcasm ‘cus I’m tryin’ to be frank
You never see me laughin’ on the way to the bank
But afterwards you see me bringin’ beer to the barbecue. What I’d like to do to my crew is say ‘THANK YOU’

(Chorus)

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Khary – Nimbus Lyrics (feat. Olu Bliss)

[Intro: Khary]
Yeah
Hey
Thousands, and thousands and thousands
Of feet up in the sky
We find ourselves
Yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Khary and Olu Bliss]
Smoke just a little
Float just a little, drink (Float!)
Smoke just a little
Float just a little, drink (Drink!)
Smoke just a little
Float just a little, drink (Hey!)
Smoke just a little
Float just a little, drink ([?])

[Chorus 1: Khary]
I don’t want to stay
I don’t want to wait, I’ve been on a cloud
It’s been hauntin’ me
Because, honestly, lookin’ for it now

[Verse: Khary and Olu Bliss]
Nigga, what the f*ck are you doin’?
Sorry, I was looking for an exit
All of my exes know I’m well-invested
They don’t live in Texas
I saw your texting
Replied to the message, I already said this
You don’t want me
I might f*ck up your life if I f*ck up your edges
Uh, okay
Do it for myself, don’t do it for the plays
I’m not a prodigy, that’s the dichotomy
Between you niggas and how I was raised
Emotions were bottling, I had no following
Came a long way from a MySpace page

I was just trying to escape
With the HM03, tryna’ ride my own wave
At best, you ain’t f*cking with my less
Levels to this shit, you ain’t f*cking with my stress
Got a new girl, always looking for adventures
Had to let her know she ain’t f*cking Johnny Quest
Had to let you know, nigga, I am not impressed
Really, I’ve been on the stage eight years doin’ reps
Khary Kousteau, from a city too slow
Aqua lung underwater, I was tryna’ keep breath
I promise, I’m focused
Might grow symbiosis, stop chilling with locusts
Stop smoking them roaches
Plenty of fish in the sea, I’m at home in the ocean
I used to counterfeit the
Megabus tickets
And now I’m flyin’ out to LA
When my friends wanna kick it, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus 2: Khary and Olu Bliss]
I don’t want to stay
I don’t want to wait, I’ve been on a cloud
It’s been hauntin’ me
Because, honestly, lookin’ for it now

[Outro: Olu Bliss]
I don’t want to stay
I don’t want to wait, I’ve been on a cloud
It’s been hauntin’ me
Because, honestly, lookin’ for it now

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Sir Sly – All Your Love Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Good enough ain’t good enough for you or me
And feelin’ stuck is f*ckin’ up my sanity
Fallelujah fillin’ empty spaces
Hallelujah, I need savin’, not a savior
Clutch until my knuckles white
Show my teeth, but never bite
Actin’ like I’m innocent
Pushing daisies in a dream
Lettin’ out a silent scream
I feel like a pig in shit singin’

[Chorus]
Fallelujah
Hallelu!
In my bones, in my bones
LA’s on fire again
Costumes and sirens
Pictures of you
In my phone, in my phone
I’m back in Hell alone singin’ Fallelujah (In my bones, in my bones)

Hallelujah (In my bones, in my bones)

[Verse 2]
I’ve been spinnin’ stories, baby
You’ve been on the road
Telegraph be goin’ crazy, lost inside a hoax
Inhale you like freebase, spirit fill me up
Drivin’ quiet freeways, send me all you love

[Chorus]
Fallelujah
Hallelu!
In my bones, in my bones
LA’s on fire again
Costumes and sirens
Fallelujah
Pictures of you
In my phone, in my phone
I’m back in Hell alone singin’

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Nav – Overdose Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Tryna cover pain up buyin’ all these things
Lately I been feeling like it’s something missing (Oh, missing)
Lately it’s a problem every time the phone ring (Ring, ring)
Can’t help everybody, gotta do my own thing (Yeah)
Wish that when I die could change my batteries
Can’t believe I thought about a salary (Yeah)
Love my fans, they get everything outta me
But when I get depressed, no one can help me (Help me)
Don’t know why they hate me since I came on the scene
Don’t nobody know what it feel like to be me (Woah)
They be so naive, it’s easy fooling family
They think I’m happy just ’cause they see me on TV (Yeah)
Three years ago these bitches weren’t f*ckin’ with me (With me)
When she said she love me, yeah, it’s hard to believe
I think she just in love with who I’m destined to be (Woah, yeah)
If I wasn’t getting checks, nobody checking for me

[Chorus]
Xannies had me comatose (Yeah)
And it was all my problem’s fault (My problem’s fault)
Sometimes I hope I overdose (Overdose)
Just to get all of my problems solved
Gotta get my brothers out the cage (Cage)
And don’t care what it cost
All my brothers on the same page
Nobody takin’ orders, everyone a boss (Yeah)
I was sellin’ weed on foot (On foot)
I trapped the soles of my Jordans off
Somebody from my hood just got took
And I still feel like I should get involved
I ain’t tryna give into the pain
But it’s getting hard stayin’ strong
You wonder why I be takin’ all these things
I been stressed, but not for too long

[Verse 2]
Thumbs hurtin’, I been countin’ hunnids all day
Workin’ hard so I go hard when it’s time to play
With XO all your dreams come true, you know you gettin’ paid
Abel went and got a different car for everyday
Bitches love us so much, my assistant getting laid
Diamonds need psychologist, they going insane
My jeweller told me that he want like thirty for the chain
Told him send the invoice, I ain’t sweating over petty change
Happiness gon’ come and go, it balance with the pain
People know I’m smart, they always tryna pick my brain
Didn’t cheat, but I still cracked the code to the game
My DNA got “Go and get it” running through my veins
Celebrating every time I’m making big cake
We was smoking Backwoods full of roaches and shake
Now we buy another pound every seven days
Got everyone a visa, book a jet to LA

[Chorus]
Xannies had me comatose (Yeah)
And it was all my problem’s fault (My problem’s fault)
Sometimes I hope I overdose (Overdose)
Just to get all of my problems solved
Gotta get my brothers out the cage (Cage)
And don’t care what it cost
All my brothers on the same page
Nobody takin’ orders, everyone a boss (Yeah)
I was sellin’ weed on foot (On foot)
I trapped the soles of my Jordans off
Somebody from my hood just got took
And I still feel like I should get involved
I ain’t tryna give into the pain
But it’s getting hard stayin’ strong
You wonder why I be takin’ all these things
I been stressed, but not for too long

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Brasstracks – Vibrant Lyrics

[Intro]
Yo
Yeah, yeah
Right

[Chorus]
Ride with the colors inside your conscience
Kissing on my neck like collars (Yeah)
Neon, the lights behind us
Head game, white light, too bright, too bright
Vibrant, the colors explode through silence
Wildin’, my mind in sirens (Yeah)
Yellow, the lights behind us
Head game, white light, too bright, too bright

[Post-Chorus]
Ooh, it ain’t black and white
That cookie make me see colors
I think I may’ve found my vice
Inside that bubblegum butter
Ain’t know I had appetite
Until we shared a couple of ’em
I swear you cool as I thought
I brought a storm to your weather
Rain down on me

[Verse 1]
My friends told me that you moved on from your ex-man
I could be your next man
Put you on a jet, man
Really, I’m just talking ’bout the realos
I put you on a cloud, like pillows
Just dance to the beat
Out in LA, with a rental
So we can stunt a little
But a I gotta bring it back ’bout three

[Chorus]
Ride with the colors inside your conscience
Kissing on my neck like collars (Yeah)
Neon, the lights behind us
Head game, white light, too bright, too bright
Vibrant, the colors explode through silence
Wildin’, my mind in sirens (Yeah)
Yellow, the lights behind us
Head game, white light, too bright, too bright

[Verse 2]
Be on the peons
But we on and gon’
Do it for eons and eons
‘Til we gone
Side nigga ain’t a plan in my eyes
Girl, you let me turn this ash on your thighs
From the fire that we made last night on the mattress twice
Get a call back
When you want to roll them dice?

Never met her but it is nice
Tell you what you need
I’m just tryna advice
You got
Something innocent
Make me feel adrenaline
Raise my blood pressure from the work we both be putting in
Common sense
I should probably get you out my consciousness
I might just get addicted
That’s distracting, but I’m down with it

[Post-Chorus]
Ooh, it ain’t black and white
That cookie make me see colors
I think I may’ve found my vice
Inside that bubblegum butter
Ain’t know I had appetite
Until we shared a couple of ’em
I swear you cool as I thought
I brought a storm to your weather
Rain down on me

[Chorus]
Vibrant, colors inside your conscience
Kissing on my neck like collars
Neon, the lights behind us
Head game, white light, too bright, too bright
Vibrant, the colors explode through silence
Wildin’, my mind in sirens
Yellow the lights behind us
Head game, white light, too bright, Too bright

[Outro]
Ride with the colors inside your conscience
Kissing on my neck like collars (Yeah)
Neon, the lights behind us
Head game, white light, too bright, too bright
Vibrant, the colors explode through silence
Wildin’, my mind in sirens (Yeah)
Yellow, the lights behind us
Head game, white light, too bright, too bright
Ride with the colors inside your conscience
Kissing on my neck like collars (Yeah)
Neon, the lights behind us
Head game, white light, too bright, too bright
Vibrant, the colors explode through silence
Wildin’, my mind in sirens (Yeah)
Yellow, the lights behind us
Head game, white light, too bright, too bright

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Shordie Shordie – What Happened Next Lyrics

[Intro]
And we know what happened next
Aye aye aye ayeayeayeaye
And we know what happened next
Aye aye aye ayeayeayeaye
And we know what happened next

[Verse 1]
Louie bitch from the hood, the valley
I be f*ckin, then duckin her
How that’s your girl and sadly
You was never even touching her
Let her in then she took everything
I was wrong for even trusting her
But she with you now
You was wrong for even cuffing her
Met a girl name Nina, she ain’t like being seen, she was on me
Flew to LA, wasn’t from LA, Arizona
Fore I went out there
I ran up on ’em, with no warning
And that’s a fact, my nigga
I’m just laying back my nigga

[Chorus]
Used to get fly to much
Now i don’t get fly enough
Popping percys and I’m smoking this weed
I dont think that I’m high enough
Got a lil’ bitch and she from the hills the valley
And she be rocking them badly
Told to come over, get off at 7
And we know what happened next
Used to get fly to much
Now i don’t get fly enough
Popping percys and I’m smoking this weed
I dont think that I’m high enough
Got a lil’ bitch from the hills the valley
And she be rocking them badly
Told to come over, get off at 7
And we know what happened next

[Verse 2]
I had to beat it, she want me to eat it
Im sorta like Micheal Jackson in that p*ssy
Don’t like them beef issues, we keep the misigens
We keep the Mac 11’s fully loaded
f*ck it I’m tryna get money, teach ’em some
f*ck all that stay n leavin sum
Thought you really had to do it
I still want my credit, cuz they dont give me none
I just be serious, she just be curious
Like “Where you come up with your music?”
She got that wet wet, want that wet wet
It be hard to refuse it
Niggas keep hatin, keep on hatin
They just want me to looseee it
After, we hit the mall
Point, you can get it all

[Chorus]
Used to get fly to much
Now i don’t get fly enough
Popping percys and I’m smoking this weed
I dont think that I’m high enough
Got a Louie bitch from the hills the valley
And she be rocking them badly
Told to come over, get off at 7
And we know what happened next
Used to get fly to much
Now i don’t get fly enough
Popping percys and I’m smoking this weed
I dont think that I’m high enough
Got a lil’ bitch from the hills the valley
And she be rocking them badly
Told to come over, get off at 7
And we know what happened next

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YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Fire Stars Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Who made this? (Ooh, ah) This Vade on the keys

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

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

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

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

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

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Chappell Roan – Pink pony club

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Sade – Diamond Life

He laughing with another girl
And playing with another heart
Placing high stakes
Making hearts ache
He’s lovely
Seven nights and days
Diamond nights and groupie life
High in the sky
Heaven help him when he falls
Diamond life, lover boy
We move in space
We’ve been on our ways for maximum joy
City lights
Business nights
When we require
Street court desire for higher […]

No place for beginners or sensitive hearts
Sentiment is left to chance
No place to be ending
But it’s nowhere to start
No need to ask he’s smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Coast to coast
LA to Chicago
Western mail
Across the north and south to [Kilago]
Love for sale
Face to face
Each lass in case
Shadow box and double cross

A license to love, insurance to hold
Melts on your memories and changes into [gold]
His eyes are like nature’s
But his heart is cold
No need to ask he’s smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Coast to coast
LA to Chicago
Western mail
Across the north and south to [Kilago]
Love for sale
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator

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Bobby Brackins – Tap In (feat. PnB Rock)

[Intro: PnB Rock & Bobby Brackins]
Hit me up and tap in tap, in
Hit me up and tap in ya
Hit me up and tap in

[Verse: PnB Rock]
With a little baby
She be going brazy
She ride me like a Mercedes
[?]
She just wanna taste me
She [?]
[?]
[?] other bitches they so basic
She say [?]
She just wanna race me
I say girl you crazy
This money all I’m chasing
[?] to the bank now
You should see my statements
[?]
You should see my [?]
[?]
[?] on my wrist
She sippin bubbly I’mma sip fine
Hit me up and tap in when when you in my town

[Chorus: PnB Rock & Bobby Brackins]
Hit me up and tap in
Hit me up and tap in tap, in
Hit me up and tap in
Hit me up and tap in
Hit me up and tap in
Hit me up and tap in tap, in
Hit me up and tap in
Hit me up and tap in

[Verse: Bobby Brackins]
Don’t forget to hear my phone now
You be the one I hold down
Rolling up that [?]
The money ought to slow down
Ye I got [?] next to your city
Whenever you in Cali
Come and fuck with me I be down in LA
She know I’m from the bay
She giving good brain
Cos she graduated [?]
[?] getting cake now
Automatic pay
[?]
[?] to the bank

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Pell – Chirpin’

I don’t need much but I want it all, answer my phone when the money call
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
Need to get off of the internet, searching for something more intimate
I’m closing up all of the curtains, and hiding way under the surface

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

Always been down to the asphalt
Head in the clouds when I blast off
Riding round bumping that future, stealing yo girl with my mask off
If was intentional, I was just chirpin’, she hit me up
I was just giving her twitter hugs
But flirting in person way different love
Play with her heart like it’s candy crush
She wanna star and I wanna fuck
Doing commercials and getting funds
In my green bubble I Samsung
I sleep when I’m dead
Rest when I’m tired
So many shows I should host a late night
I sleep when I’m dead
Rest when I’m tired
So many shows I should host a late night
LA tonight
Nola tomorrow
I been on ghost so I ain’t see you called

I don’t need much but I want it all, answer my phone when the money call
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
Need to get off of the internet, searching for something more intimate
I’m closing up all of the curtains, and hiding way under the surface

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

Always been down to the asphalt
Got a catalog, that you can’t ignore
Spit a cannon balls, when i rattle off
Tell a dick rider pull the saddle off
Might puff once albuterol
I need a moment to breathe
Long as we got trump in office
I done forgot what is sleep
I done forgot what is peace
Shame we gotta plea
Telling me that we got freedom
But i ain’t forgot what it mean
I don’t need much but i do deserve it
For i spit a sentence they all know the verdict
Hit the liquor store fuck a bottle service
I don’t need the club money got me nervous
I’ll splurge when I’m dead
Save while I live
Grind overnight and retain ownership
LA Midnight
NY at 10
I been on ghost so excuse
If i dip

I don’t need much but I want it all, answer my phone when the money call
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
Need to get off of the internet, searching for something more intimate
I’m closing up all of the curtains, and hiding way under the surface

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

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Olivia O’Brien – No Love

[Verse 1]
I hate going out, I hate coming home
I hate how you’re never pickin up your phone, yeah
Just pick up your phone, yeah
I hate faking like, like we get along
I hate how everybody wanna do me wrong, yeah
Ain’t even like mine songs, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
You act like you did it yourself
But you’re just taking credit for somebody else, yeah
You’re somebody else, yeah
You look like you’re nice, but you’re not
And if anyone likes you, it’s just cause you’re hot, yeah
And you think you’re hot, yeah

[Chorus]
Love ain’t a thing in L.A
Ain’t no love in L.A
Love ain’t a thing in L.A
Ain’t no love in L.A
But nothin’ is real anyway

[Verse 2]
Say you needed me, but I guess you don’t
Cause you met somebody better now you’re out the door, yeah
Now you’re out the door, yeah
Think you traded up, but in the end you lost
Guess you gained a little fame, but baby what’s the cost, yeah
Tell me, what’s the cost, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
You act like you did it yourself
But you’re just taking credit for somebody else, yeah
You’re somebody else, yeah
You look like you’re nice, but you’re not
And if anyone likes you, it’s just cause you’re hot, yeah
And you think you’re hot, yeah

[Chorus]
Love ain’t a thing in L.A
Ain’t no love in L.A
Love ain’t a thing in L.A
Ain’t no love in L.A
But nothin’ is real anyway

[Bridge]
Why you over there looking like you lost some
Why you over there looking like you want something
I know you want something
Why you even here if you ain’t gon’ do some
Why you sittin’ there showing off your new some
You just sit and stare, nothing in your mind runnin’
(Nothing in your mind runnin’, nothing in your mind runnin’)

[Chorus]
Love ain’t a thing in LA
Ain’t no love in LA
Love ain’t a thing in L.A
Ain’t no love in L.A, oh
Ooh, and nothin’ is real anyway

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K Camp – Family Matters

[Verse 1]
Was in LA for a minute
Then I came back to the city
Copped the watch then I dropped 50
In the drop push a buck 50
I got hoes that I kept around
I got some that I let go
Fill the wood with the petro
Misunderstood and I’m cutthroat

[Bridge]
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
You’ll never catch no suckas with me
Grandma sick and its fuckin’ with me
Mama stressin’ and its fuckin’ with me

[Verse 2]
I’m just tryna get my mind right
Was in the dark but I found light
Blessings come when the time right
30k for the time right
30k for a new bitch
He don’t know what to do with it
All that nigga do is pillow talk
And imma fuckin’ act a fool with it
Imma fuckin’ act a fool with it
New crib got a pool in it
Hella paper go to school with it
Suck my dick and baby drool with it

[Hook]
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
You’ll never catch no suckas with me
I ain’t met a nigga fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me

[Verse 2]
Most them niggas was my niggas then
Most them niggas ain’t my niggas now
My shit get real will you stick around
I know niggas that let me down
I be flexin on purpose
Bitch I’m hungry and lurkin
Feel like Julius Erving
Getting head in a suburban
Top back and I’m swerving
Top back you can’t top that
Got me feelin’ like Pac back
I got niggas that’ll cock back
Too much pressure you can’t start that
I’m out of mind
Too many bitches, out on the town
Wish I could rewind, and back in the days
When niggas was normal
But this shit isn’t normal
Louis my loafers, Gucci my thermal
No it ain’t formal
Me without cash, that is abnormal
My bitch is bad you know she ain’t normal
You know she ain’t normal

[Hook]
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
You’ll never catch no suckas with me
I ain’t met a nigga fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me

[Outro]
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
You’ll never catch no suckas with me
I ain’t met a nigga fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
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Young Dolph – Point Across

[Chorus]
I fuck her then I dip (gone)
Jump back in my whip (yup)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (yeah)
Bitch I’m my own boss (it’s Dolph)
It’s money when I talk (it’s Dolph)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across
I fuck her then I dip (yeah)
Jump back in my whip (yeah)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (uh)
Bitch I’m my own boss (yeah)
It’s money when I talk (yeah)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across

[Verse 1]
Hah, ayy, I ain’t never know how to do shit but go and get it
This ain’t even all my jewelry, I got on two fifty, ayy
Never signed a deal but he spending all these mils
Bitch stay out my business, have a drink, bitch chill
You didn’t grow up where I did, you can’t feel how I feel
That shit ain’t ’bout money, I put my brakes on it and yield
I stood that bitch up for two months and she blowin’ me up still
This shit just got real, I’m the shit like diarrhea
A hundred racks on me, all hundred dollar bills
I keep lean to pour up, bitch my plug Doctor Phil
I take her to the mall and let her glow up in Chanel

[Chorus]
I fuck her then I dip (gone)
Jump back in my whip (yup)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (yeah)
Bitch I’m my own boss (it’s Dolph)
It’s money when I talk (it’s Dolph)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across
I fuck her then I dip (yeah)
Jump back in my whip (yeah)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (uh)
Bitch I’m my own boss (yeah)
It’s money when I talk (yeah)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across

[Verse 2]
For real though
Ayy, niggas act like bitches and it ain’t no excuse for it
Some of my niggas Pyru and some of my niggas rollin’
This bankroll I can’t fold it, choppers we still toting
Smoke a lot of dope, you can call me Dopey
Rock a lot of gold, you can call me Goldie
Got a couple Pateks, and a couple Rollies
Went to LA just to ball, you can call me Kobe
You all about these bitches, I’m all about this paper
Bumped in Farrakhan, told him As-Salaam-Alaikum
Buy foreign cars and take ’em to the hood and drag race ’em
Package got caught up, I made her call in and trace ’em, yeah

[Chorus]
I fuck her then I dip (gone)
Jump back in my whip (yup)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (yeah)
Bitch I’m my own boss (it’s Dolph)
It’s money when I talk (it’s Dolph)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across
I fuck her then I dip (yeah)
Jump back in my whip (yeah)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (uh)
Bitch I’m my own boss (yeah)
It’s money when I talk (yeah)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across

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Hodgy Beats – I’ll Be Good

[Intro Hook]
Part of the process
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process
And if you want what you need
What you need is just an object
Mistakes are part of the process
(A part of the process)
Mistakes are part of the process, heard me
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process

[Verse 1]
I could’ve went about a lot of things in different fucking ways
I should’ve but I didn’t
It’s crippling nigga, losing weight
I’m moving at an abusive pace
I’m due to race
When you pit-stopping the ones who help you, you screwed your face
You think I’m wanting to apologize well I’m not like shoes to lace
And what I do tomorrow depends on what’s due today
I’m fueling the wrong energy
Misusing hate and love
And I’m moving out on the move in date
Bruising emotions brutally
Cruising and coasting crucially
Boojie boasting, doobie smoking
Cloud from fumes and rooms of haze
Coochie open, I’ma stroke it then I’ma dip out to LA
Sipping lean and counting green
And recording until the room is vacant
When you’re [?] are never mistaken
Give somebody what they want and it’s never mistaken
I just pray my health is well like cartons when you shake it
And once the carton to my mind opens up, you’ll have to refrigerate it

[Pre-Hook]
They tell me "oooh, you need to slow down
Slow down, slow down your pace"
They tell me "oooh, you’re moving too fast
You need to slow down, slow down, slow down, slow down your pace"

[Hook]
Part of the process
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process
And if you want what you need
What you need is just an object
Mistakes are part of the process
(A part of the process)
Mistakes are part of the process, heard me
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process

[Verse 2]
No more bad trips, no more episodes
Drugs turn your mind into a vegetables
No more internet thuggish, bugging out in public
Man no more [?] songs
No more random pussy for me
I kicked the pedestal
And chilling with premature bitches I know that’ll never grow
X marks the spot to the treasure box in which the treasure holds
From anonymous to Allen I
From the Golf Wang store to Babylon
I got friends in comas from overdosing
I know homeless people with more hope then
Niggas that get punched in the chest
Welcoming them demons with their arms wide open, bogus
They disappear in the gallows of shadows where the ghost is
The plagues dying from AIDS
Magic Johnson hocus pocus
Bought a new wanda for my camera
Take a shot after I focus, them double exposures
I live in a house in the woods
I’m all alone, I’m an ogre
Hiking the marrow mountains, avalanche stumbling over

[Pre-Hook]
They tell me "oooh, you need to slow down
Slow down, slow down your pace"
They tell me "oooh, you’re moving too fast
You need to slow down, slow down, slow down, slow down your pace"

[Hook]
Part of the process
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process
And if you want what you need
What you need is just an object
Mistakes are part of the process
(A part of the process)
Mistakes are part of the process, heard me
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process

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Honcho Da Savage – MISFIT (feat. Smooky Margielaa)

[Hook]
[Honcho Da Savage]
I’m on that fuck shit, (I’m on that fuck shit)
I got a big stick, (I got a big stick)
Choppa on dumb shit, (Choppa on dumb shit)
I am a misfit, (I am a misfit)
Don’t get your shit split, (Don’t get your shit split)
I got a dirty stick, (I got a dirty stick)
It got a dirty clip, (It got a dirty clip)
Ima do dirty shit, (Ima do dirty shit)
[Smooky MarGielaa]
I got a 30 clip, (Woo)
Its gon do dirty shit, uhh, (Woo)
Pull up and empty clip, (Woo)
Boy you not meant for this, uhh, (Woo)
I’m on a whole different lane
Riding round deliver wit the gang, uhh
I wear my drip in LA
Talkin money you ain’t got a thing, uhh

[Verse]
[Smooky MarGielaa]
Gucci tanks, uhh
Secret bank, uhh
Heard you wanna link up
Bring them things up
[Honcho Da Savage]
You niggas fugazi
I come with my 30
Yeah I woke up early
I just flipped a birdie
Niggas lame, sorry
Rock and roll, rari
Tryna rob big heat
Now you dead, deceased
[Smooky MarGielaa]
Who you robbin huh?
You ain’t robbin Smooky
I got 30 guns
Yeah its getting spooky
When I was 13
Shit I was a g
I was robbin niggas
Takin all they fees, aye
I was off the leash, uhh
Running from the D’s, uhh
Friends was askin me, uhh
Where my niggas be? Uhh
All these racks I need em
All my niggas they green, uhh
You ain’t talkin money
I swear I don’t need ya
And Im with 16, yuh
And Im with 16, yuh
If you talking wrong, yuh
16 to your bean, yuh

[Hook]
[Honcho Da Savage]
I’m on that fuck shit, (I’m on that fuck shit)
I got a big stick, (I got a big stick)
Choppa on dumb shit, (Choppa on dumb shit)
I am a misfit, (I am a misfit)
Don’t get your shit split, (Don’t get your shit split)
I got a dirty stick, (I got a dirty stick)
It got a dirty clip, (It got a dirty clip)
Ima do dirty shit, (Ima do dirty shit)
[Smooky MarGielaa]
I got a 30 clip, (Woo)
Its gon do dirty shit, uhh, (Woo)
Pull up and empty clip, (Woo)
Boy you not meant for this, uhh, (Woo)
I’m on a whole different lane
Riding round deliver wit the gang, uhh
I wear my drip in LA
Talkin money you ain’t got a thing, uhh

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Gryffin – Nobody Compares To You (feat. Katie Pearlman) (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
Thought I saw you at our bar last night
Hid in the bathroom, I just couldn’t stay high

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I took so much time to reset my life
But in just one look, I’m back
Forget that I could have any one I like
But now all I remember is what we had

[Chorus]
Nobody, nobody, nobody compares to you
Somebody, somebody please help me get over you
‘Cause it feels like I’ve been wasting my time
In all the wrong places, on all the wrong faces
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you

[Post-Chorus]
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you

[Verse 2]
What should I do?
Maybe I’ll move away
Start somewhere new, I’ll let you have LA

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I took so much time to reset my life
But in just one look, I’m back
Forget that I could have any one I like
But now all I remember is what we had

[Chorus]
Nobody, nobody, nobody compares to you
Somebody, somebody please help me get over you
‘Cause it feels like I’ve been wasting my time
In all the wrong places, on all the wrong faces
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you

[Post-Chorus]
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you

[Bridge]
You’re once in a lifetime
Better than New Year’s at midnight
Wanna grab on and hold tight
And I won’t let go
I hope you can hear this
‘Cause it’s your face that I miss
Your lips I wanna kiss

[Chorus]
Nobody, nobody, nobody compares to you
Somebody, somebody please help me get over you
‘Cause it feels like I’ve been wasting my time
In all the wrong places, on all the wrong faces
Nobody compares to you

[Post-Chorus]
Nobody compares to you
Nobody, nobody, nobody compares to you

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Marc E. Bassy – So Simple (feat. G-Eazy)

[Marc E. Bassy:]
When I was broke girl, we wasn’t rocking
But to tell the truth girl, that didn’t stop me
Said you wanted to get the Wraith, Imma cop that
Now we be picking up every time you drop that
And your next dude, you know I’mma top that
And she wanna come back, She wanna come back to me
Now she wanna come back she wanna come back to me

But she don’t fly my way
Unless I’m on PJ
That gossip, all you say
My baby you got so LA
Can’t believe you’re so simple like that
Can’t believe you’re so simple
Can’t believe you’re so simple like that
Can’t believe you’re so simple

When I got on girl, you didn’t trust me
But to tell you the truth girl, that didn’t bug me
You came to my party, with your young socialite
I slid a couple ’cause I was cold as ice
Then the next morining you gon’ tell me you love me
Now she wanna come back
She wanna come back to me
Now she wanna come back
Now she wanna come back to me

But she don’t fly my way
Unless I’m on PJ
That gossip, all you say
My baby you got so LA
Can’t believe you’re so simple like that
Can’t believe you’re so simple
Can’t believe you’re so simple like that
Can’t believe you’re so simple

[G-Eazy:]
She’s so simple
She’s so cliché
She’s so gossip
She say, he say
She wants me back, says that each day
But I don’t repeat, and I don’t replay
She moved to Weho, now that’s where she stay
Went up on weekday, she f- the DJ
She won’t fly my way, unless I’m on PJ
She lied to me, I would die before I betray
Anyone I love most, Anyone I hold close
Sniffing all her love up, OD off of one dose
One shot, play me, I become ghost
You could be the prettiest, but ugly when it’s up close
Used to be my type, now I’m off those
Driving through the city full of lost souls
Just be careful look out for the potholes
But now I know how to spot those

[Marc E. Bassy (G-Eazy):]
But she don’t drive my car, unless I’m on a boulevard
That vintage fits you good
You getting known in Hollywood (hey)
Can’t believe you’re so simple like that
Can’t believe you’re so simple (I can’t believe it)
Can’t believe you’re so simple like that
Can’t believe you’re so simple (yeah)

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Charli XCX – Boys (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys (XCX)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

I need that bad boy to do me right on a Friday
And I need that good one to wake me up on a Sunday
That one from work can come over on Monday night
I want ’em all
I want ’em all
And when they finally leave me I’m all alone, but
I’m looking down and my girls are blowing my phone up
Them twenty questions, they asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back

I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse like
"I had to trash the hotel lobby"

But I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

In every city I got one with different ringtones
Flying from LA all the way to Puerto Rico
My girls are calling me asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back

I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse like
But I can’t even lie, you got me

I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me (no, no, no, no)
Darling, I can’t stop it
Even if I wanted
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me (no, no, no, no)
Missed what you were saying
I was miles away, yeah
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad, not like I had a choice

I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys

I was busy thinking ’bout boys (boys)
Boys (boys), boys (boys)
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys (dreaming ’bout boys)
Boys, boys (oh)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

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Temperature – Devvon Terrell lyrics

Lyrics Devvon Terrell – Temperature

Please stop texting me at 3 in the morning
Shawty if you next to me
Got to get up in the morning
f*ck how I’m feeling now
Cause you got in my mind yea
I was just chillen but now you got me
On your time yea
You don’t got to worry about loving me
Do this s**t right here no repercussions (yea)
All I want to hear is that you on your way
Hope in that lyft or Uber come right now
Damn it’s still 3 in the morning
We in LA everything closing
At 2 in the morning
All out of options so you are my options
So slide thru
I just want to be inside you
These are the words of a side dude
I don’t get caught up on titles
I’ll rather sit back be idol
I need you just the way you need me
I can be your in between talking about
A sometimes times kind of lover
When he texting you girl I don’t notice
Put it on silent so I can focus
We can even put on vibrate yet
Set your Alarm for work in the am.(temperature)

It’s so hard to say Goodbye
Cause yesterday oh yea
Cause you was iffy in your feelings (yea)
I’m sick of playing these games
So I’m checking your temperature.

Tryna feel you out when I kick game
Go to fast let me switch lanes
Is she hot is she cold
Love me not let me know
Tryna feel you out when I kick game
Go to fast let me switch lanes
Is she hot is she cold
Love me not let me know.

Tell me what’s good baby I’m right here
Tryna feel you out but you still not clear
When you leave me out here I go
So cold don’t know how much
You take me out the zone
Or you be f*cking with me
Slow texting me wonder if you
Playing with me
Are you hot or you cold
Or am I warm yea
Getting closer to you shorty
Right now yea
Giving me the runaround yea
Stop driving round in circles
Like I said hop in that Lyft or Uber
Come right now versuri-lyrics.info
It’s later than 3 in the morning now
If this was New York sun will be up
And that just kills my vibe
We in LA so we got us more time
So slide thru
I just want to be inside you
These are the words of a side dude
I don’t get caught up on titles
I’ll rather sit back and be idol
I need you just the way you need me
I can be your inbetween talking about
A sometimes times kind of lover

It’s so hard to say Goodbye
Cause yesterday oh yea
Cause you was iffy in your feelings (yea)
Sick of playing these games
So I’m checking your temperature.

Oh na na na na na na na na
Tryna feel you out when I kick game
Go to fast let me switch lanes
Is she hot is she cold
Love me not let me know.

Tryna feel you out when I kick game
Go to fast let me switch lanes
Is she hot is she cold
Love me not let me knowww.
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