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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

[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)

Word of mouth – Shotta Spence lyrics

Lyrics Shotta Spence – WOrd of mouth

Shotta Spence
Von Vuai
Take no talk from no boy
I’ll never live on my knees, I’m dying on my feet
I’ll never flee never flee.(word of mouth)

Everywhere I step I’m stepping with precision
Move in silence, all you hearing is the crickets
Spirit of Malcolm X, by any means I’m getting
Stirring the pot up ’til my wrist bone get to clicking
Stomach is growling, it sound like a hoopty engine
I’m praying to God but my actions ain’t so Christian
Gimme the throat, I don’t need no lip service from bitches
I told the b***h stop using your teeth, that’s cannibalistic
Work it work it ooh, pulling up on you versuri-lyrics.info
Where you at, give me your longitude and latitude
This a fucking coupe, ain’t no room for you
Tell your friends you gotta Uber back to the zoo
I’m a warrior, got some shooters on my team
I’m a player for life, bitches hanging off my jeans
Know I did some people wrong but that’s how it had to be
Lord lord lord, save some room for me.

Watch out
Gucci Timberlands, I slip my feet in them
2008 Bape and APC denim
Feel my palms itching like they got fleas in them
When I get them Rollies believe I’m freezin’ them
Ball out little homie, ball it out
Call out fake hustlers, call ’em out
Put your guard up, ain’t no time to talk it out
How do I know where you live, hmm, word of mouth
I might OD, might OD off this mighty weed
You take a pull you gon’ go, that’s some gasoline
You can count on me to count the green while they counting sheep
You want surf and turf, I’m too cheap, you get Mickey D’s
You know that your boys witcha, if they gon’ bleed witcha
If they get money witcha, if they don’t chief swishers
And they not team switching, whenever the plot thickens
And they would rather take a sentence ‘fore they start snitching
Wanna know who done got my homie shot
That s**t tied my gut in knots
Pull up on that pus*yclaat, put his face to the curb and stomp
Life is short and then you’re gone, so I keep my money long
Reason why I wrote this song, reason why I’m stunting on ’emmm.
Shotta Spence lyrics
Video mouth

Vinnie Paz – The Ghost I Used To Be (feat. Eamon)

[Intro: Eamon]
I’ve been working for the Devil too long
I’ve been working for the Devil too long

[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
You see, I preyed on things and then I preyed on them
And I took it to the corner, got paid off then
The destruction wasn’t even on my radar then
And my heart was black, it was Darth Vadar then
It was jumbs to the bums, G packs to the OGs
The money came to me, I sat back with my Co-Ds
Money changed hands and moved on like a cold breeze
And I ain’t give a fuck about death or an OD
Mama always in my ear, saying that I didn’t care
But I ain’t going back to being broke like this was yester-year
The plan is to try to be out in less than a year
No drugs, no thugs, no weapons in here
You see I’m trying to get out ma, but I feel trapped
What employer gonna hire me when I sell crack?
I’m not fully rehabilitated, I fell back
And regret is a muhfucker, run, tell that

[Hook: Eamon]
I’ve been working for the Devil too long
I’ve been working for the Devil too long
Tempt us, lead us to the edge, watch the wise turn into fools
The greatest lie ever been told is the one closest to truth

I’ve been working for the Devil too long
I’ve been working for the Devil too long
I’m gone

[Verse 2: Vinnie Paz]
You see, I preyed on things and then I preyed on y’all
My attempt was to never get paid off y’all
When I was young I saw politicians of all stripes
But all I saw was lies in they eyes and that’s not right
I said, "When I get older, I’m going to change shit"
Take the welfare system and rearrange shit
Years later, I’m quietly moving up the ladder
Trying hard, realizing that it doesn’t matter
My wife told me, "Baby, money doesn’t buy elections
Money doesn’t buy votes, it just buys attention"
I kissed her on the head and told her she was right
But she couldn’t understand and see the coldness of the plight
Couldn’t understand why it’s so cold for me at night
Cause political bribery just hold me in a vice
But there’s always implicitly some string that’s attached
By a muh’fucker think he got wings on his back
You ain’t an angel, probably, you working for the Devil
The nightmare of money, the league would be a rebel
I did all of you dirty, so I should’ve gone to jail
I took your fucking government and put it up for sale
Look, American democracy has been hacked
By the corrupt paradigm, that’s a supreme fact
And every word that I said in this song
I’ve been working for the Devil too long and now I’m gone

I’ve been working for the Devil too long
I’ve been working for the Devil too long
I’m gone

Adamn Killa – Piss In The Sheets

[Refrain]
Don’t want your bitch, she a freak
Lame ass nigga a geek
Lookin’ like a junkie
I wake up, I’m brushin’ my teeth
You smell like piss in the sheets
Plus, you got shit in your teeth
Where were you, bitch you is cheap
I don’t want your bitch, she want me
Don’t want your bitch, she a freak
Lame ass nigga a geek
Lookin’ like a junkie
I wake up, I’m brushin’ my teeth
You smell like piss in the sheets
Plus, you got shit in your teeth
Where were you, bitch you is cheap
I don’t want your bitch, she want me

[Verse 1]
Pour my Vitamin D, broke ass nigga is heat
All my [?] on me
I just want the whole thing
I don’t want that old thing
I want new everything
I’m married to my name
I give it a weddin’ ring
I’m for my family
So they live happily
I want S550
I don’t get what you need
Bitch, you got ugly feet
Those hoes a get a D
Monkey doin’ see
They like Adamn is heat
Get money like truancy
Get money, hoes like a week
I’m just tryna me and everybody elses too apparently
My niggas know what I mean
[?] Google me or Bing
Make money like crack, I sling
Make money, Bill Gates on me

[Verse 2]
I’m a young ass nigga
But, I’m really a OG
Niggas come and fuck around
I just might OD
Just like Killavesi say
These niggas might owe me
If we racin’ to the money, I got niggas beat
Take my feet, they planted under sea
Nigga, understand, I’m standin’ ten feet from the sea
I can’t buy no hatin’ ass niggas
Wanna [?] to eat
I ain’t never have no job
I make it off my speech
I just cut the leash
Like I switched the drums, nigga
Bitch, I’m ballin’
Like my name is net swisher
Niggas see me at the grocery store and take pictures
Same bitch that dismissed ya
I coulda dicked her
(I am Adamn, I am Adamn)

Young Thug – You Said (feat. Quavo)

[Intro: Young Thug]
So what’s up with all that goddamn tough talk you had earlier on the phone, you know what I’m saying? When you said you was gon’ goddamn do this and that to me when you saw me?
(freaky-deeky)
Where all that at? Oh I thought so
You got high a level of confidence, you know what I’m saying

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You said you gon’ fuck me to death when you see me
You said that, you said that
You said you gon’ do me the worst, I remember you right when you said that
You said you gon’ kiss from my neck to my chest to my naval and dick and nuts
We talked about everything, then you know that we got us some making up
I lick on that puss on a pill, and I make her stand up like some bunny ears
I bite on her butt and I suck on her toes and her soul go outta here
She look at him like he roadkill and I turned ’round her life like I’m Dr. Phil
Let’s get freaky deeky ’round here

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to say now)
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to say now)
Say now (Jeffery!), ooh, ooh, ooh

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I got the door unlocked
And I know right now she’d rather have my dick than a watch (facts)
And I’m not right about everything, but I got a strong feeling she’ll take me a charge if we run into the narcs
And I’m seeing all your emotions, came a long way from roaches
Unwrap the birds, get to rolling
I ain’t never needed nothing brodie
All full pocket, macaroni
Rose-gold AP like a token
Bought that bitch a mink, now she cozy
Rather go to jail, I ain’t told ’em
I get excited when I see you
I’d rather freeze up and get shy when I see you
I’m they dream and I’m steady just strappin’ our child in the rearview
If you a cool one you a real one
Let’s go to Africa, to the Pilgrim

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug & Quavo]
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say now (say now), ooh, ooh, ooh

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Last week she told me we ain’t gon’ make it past this day
We in my house, she wanted me to leave, where I’m gonna stay?
She hid the keys in the attic, she even tried to hide my Patek
Please stop being petty, I don’t want no more spaghetti
My side bitch in the driveway, yeah
Waiting on you to leave, bae, yeah
You gotta know, yeah, the time changed
I don’t know what’s on your mind frame
But I gotta go and gangbang
The streets mine so I switch lanes
You said "I won’t change" (won’t change)
You said "I won’t change" (won’t change)
I regret I put you up on game (regret it)
I regret I told your mama "Life would change," (momma)
Yeah, out of all the cash, I put on her
Out of all the bags, I put on her
And I said I don’t brag, I don’t boast
Said you’ll pop the tags, I don’t want ’em
And my niggas they been placed the vote
But you needed to get off the boat
I can’t blame it on me I said "No"
Got her head so big it explode

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say now (say now), ooh, ooh, ooh

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Let’s make our last toast, she gets the last gulp
I got some Actavis yeah, I want the last dose
I got a good cash flow, but I don’t want the fast dough
Young Thugger got filthy rich, I came right out the rat-hole (facts)
I smoked a whole leaf, I’m drinking codeine
I want some head and knees, I don’t want no teeth
I should’ve called off, I’m bout to OD
In her mouth like a golf ball, my two homies
Lay it up on me, I make her squirt on the couch, eww
Private party, only broads here
We pass forty caps, no beers (got the forty capsule)
Every diamond on me crystal clear
Molly on me, baby, take it off of me (off of me)
CAT scan, white stuff on my jeans (lap dance)
Hit it from the back, loosen up her spleen
Say you mine, I’ma take it off and raw dog

[Chorus 2: Young Thug]
You said you gon’ fuck me to death when you see me
You said that, you said that
You said you gon’ do me the worst, I remember you right when you said that
You said you gon’ kiss from my neck to my chest to my naval and dick and nuts
We talked about everything, then you know that we got us some making up
I lick on that puss on a pill, and I make her stand up like some bunny ears
I bite on her butt and I suck on her toes and her soul go outta here
She look at him like he roadkill and I turned ’round her life like I’m Dr. Phil
Let’s get freaky deaky around here

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say now, ooh, ooh, ooh

Wild thots – A Boogie feat. Fabolous lyrics

Lyrics A Boogie – Wild thots

You used to be my baby
Remember when you used to wear my chain and my bracelets
I know you blushin’ when I make a statement
So don’t you worry ’bout them b*tches I don’t entertain them
They only want me ’cause I’m famous
I’m A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie but just call me baby
And I be rollin’ with the gangstas
Mask on, gloves on like they contagious
But what you think about me
Anything I put on I be lookin’ OD
Pull up to a party in a ‘Rari 88
Goin’ 200 it was me and E3
Pray when I decided I’ma go my own way
She all on my body and she hopin’ I stay
I guess that’s what happens when you run into the C.R.E.A.M
Cash rules everything around me (Cash rules everything around me)
But even when I’m with a new hoe
I still end up thinkin’ ’bout you
Because they just don’t know, they don’t know me like they really want to
And everywhere I go, when I come through all I see is wild thots.

Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild thots
Wild, wild, wild
When I come through all I see is wild thots.

Look, let’s keep it real and never fake it (fake it)
Yeah, I’m gettin’ money, they can’t take it, take it, take it (I know)
The vibe is off, I gotta shake it (skrt)
Look, I’m nothin’ like them no one to mistake it
The sun is gone shine even through the shady
Just ’cause I play it Melo, don’t think you can trade me
You can’t buy class, I bought a new Mercedes
Came back on them birds, I’m the new Tom Brady
Wow, all I see is wild life when I’m out
Bunch of snakes, couple cats with my life in they mouth
Lion like they gorillas really soft as chinchillas
Don’t sweat the butterfly after you diss the catepillar
That’s wild versuri-lyrics.info
Wild, wild, wild
When I come through all I see is wild thots.

Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild thots
Wild, wild, wild
When I come through all I see is wild thotsss.
Fabolous lyrics
Video thots

Young Thug – You Said Lyrics

[Intro]
So what’s up with all that goddamn tough talk you had earlier on the phone, you know what I’m saying? When you said you was ‘gon goddamn do this and that to me?
You told me (freaky-deeky)
Where all that at? oh I thought so

You got high level confidence you knahmsayin’

[Chorus]
You said you’ gone fuck me to death when you see me
You said that, you said that
You said you ‘gone do me the worst, I remember you right said that
You said you ‘gone kiss from my neck to my chest to my naval and dick and nuts
We talked about everything, then you know that we got us some making up
I lick on that puss on a pill, and I make her stand up like some bunny ears
I bite on that butt, then I suck on her toes and her soul go outta here
She look at him like he ‘gone kill her and I turn ’round and light like I’m Dr. Phil
Let’s get freaky deeky around here

Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh
Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to say now)
Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to say now)
Say it now (Jeffery!), ooh, ooh, ooh

[Verse 1]
I got the door unlocked
And I know right now she’d rather have my dick than a watch
And I’m not right about her friend, but I got a strong feeling she’ll take real charge and run into the narcs
And I’m seeing all your emotions, came a long way from roaches
Ride around the ‘berg get the rollie
I ain’t ever need a nothing brodie
I’m full pocket, macaroni
Rose-gold, AP, like a token
Bought that bitch a mink, now she cozy
Rather go to jail, I ain’t told ’em
I get excited when I see you
I’d rather freeze up and get shot when I see you
Oh, they dreaming and standing and I drive in the rear view
You cool, and you a real one
Let’s go to Africa, to the Pilgrim

[Chorus]
You said you’ gone fuck me to death when you see me
You said that, you said that
You said you ‘gone do me the worst, I remember you right when you said that
You said you ‘gone kiss from my neck to my chest to my naval and dick and nuts
We talked about everything, then you know that we got us some making up
I lick on that puss on a pill, and I make her stand up like some bunny ears
I bite on that butt, then I suck on her toes and her soul go outta here
She look at him like he ‘gone kill her and I turn ’round and light him like I’m bouta feel
Let’s get freaky deeky around here

Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh
Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh

[Verse 2]
Let’s make out last song
She get the last goal
I got some Actavis
I want the last dose
I got a good cash flow
But I don’t want the fast dough
Your daughter got filthy rich
I came right out the rat-hole
I smoked a whole eighth
I’m drinking codeine
I want some head in here
I don’t want no teeth
I should’ve called off
I’m bout to OD
Then I’m off like a golf ball
My two homies
Lay it up on me
I make her squirt on the couch
Private party on that blouse
We play for the Cavs, no beers
Every diamond on me, crystal clear
Molly on me, baby, take it off of me
CAT scan, white stuff on my jeans
Hit it from the back, loosen up her spleen
Say you mine, Imma take it off and raw dog

[Chorus 2]
You said you’ gone fuck me to death when you see me
You said that, you said that
You said you ‘gone do me the worst, I remember you right when you said that
You said you ‘gone kiss from my neck to my chest to my naval and dick and nuts
We talked about everything, then you know that we got us some making up
I lick on that puss on a pill, and I make her stand up like some bunny ears
I bite on that butt, then I suck on her toes and her soul go outta here
She look at him like he ‘gone kill her and I turn ’round and light him like I’m bouta feel
Let’s get freaky deaky around here

Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh
Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh

Young Thug – You Said (Beautiful Thugger Girls Album)

Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh
Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say it now (Jeffery!), ooh, ooh, ooh

[Verse 1]
I got the door unlocked
And I know right now she’d rather have my dick than a watch
And I’m not right about her friend, but I got a strong feeling she’ll take real charge and run into the narcs
And I’m seeing all your emotions, came a long way from roaches
Ride around the ‘berg get the rollie
I ain’t ever need a nothing brodie
I’m full pocket, macaroni
Rose-gold, AP, like a token
Bought that bitch a million now she closing
Rather go to jail, I ain’t told ’em
I get excited when I see you
I’d rather freeze up and get shot when I see you
Oh, they dreaming and [?] and I drive in the rear view
You cool, and you a real one
Let’s go to Africa, to the Pilgrim

Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh
Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh (I want you to)
Say it now, ooh, ooh, ooh

Omega Crosby – And I lyrics

[Chorus]
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke

[Verse 1]
Poppin tags at the mall like I’m tryna break a record
Man all we light is fire ain’t nobody in the section
Aye when we ride byyy, I’m goin menace
I don’t wanna fuck wit them, cuz I don’t fuckk wit bitch niggas

Yea we in the trends, we some fuckin trend setters
Everything is sweet, sweet like a love letter
Got me flossin on yo hoe, make my teeth hurt
Now she twerkin so hard it make her feet hurt

Back to the money like my name is Mr. lotto
Run up on a nigga like we playin Grand Theft Auto
I can’t feel my face cuz my drank too cold
Ex bitch just called, put that bitch on hold

Yea you know I love to mix the grape with the codeine
Jesus piece on me prayin that i don’t OD
Heater on me we don’t stay with the drammy
I’m a muthafuckin zombie

[Chorus]
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke

[Verse 2]
Yea I mix it up, mix it up like Vegeto
Yea I over did it please call me king veto
Flip it, buy it back thats how you sell a kilo
Yea I’ma get her tho, keep it on the D-lo

Yea we in the trends, we some fuckin trend setters
Now I’m light headed, light somethin like a feather
D-S-Ervy certified nuthin better
Got that prime on me you can see it sparkin when i step up

Please, I don’t need a hoe on the payroll
Plug in the south, I can get it for da lay low
Gotta fit the pieces to the puzzle like a lego
All i see is colors, yea somethin like a rainbow

Uhh, the sky is the limit
I’m starin at the clouds like im bout to die in it
Copped a new whip just to sit high in it
Got a foreign chick and she bout to get high in it

[Chorus]
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke

FRENCH MONTANA – No Pressure lyrics

You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no

[Verse 1: French Montana]
I’ve been [?] 40 deep
Hundred thou blowin’ that in the OD
And that’s why I’m the best, fuck with me
‘Cause a nigga flip flop like he standin’ on the beach
Hoppin’ up stage, got my diamonds, dirty dancing
You know I work dirty, got ’em higher than [?]
Tell my other bitch I’m on my other bitch, yeah
I just do that shit to make my other bitch jealous
40 in that kush and then he whippin’ up the [?]
Every time you call, I be like, look, hold on, don’t stress
You want it? You can get it if you wanna learn your lesson

[Hook: French Montana]
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no

[Verse 2: Future]
Became friends with a dope head
To be inside the mind of a dope head
How many crimes in a dope head?
I got that one time for the dope heads
The people love the streets vs. the feds, yeah
Countin’ till your thumb numb, hell yeah
Printin’ like a money presser, hell yeah
You can smell the fragrance in the air, yeah
Put you in the loop, I make my own laws
Last six summers, we had no falls
And we still stashin’ hundreds in the brick walls
Made my dog commissary [?], no cost

[Verse 3: French Montana & Future]
Choppers, choppers, bang, they was lookin’ for me
Ain’t gon’ say no names, probably lookin’ for me
Choppers, choppers, bang, they was lookin’ for me
Ain’t gon’ say no names, probably lookin’ for me
Choppers, choppers, bang, he a copper, too
Ain’t gon’ say no names, he a robber, too
Choppers, choppers, bang, he a copper, too
Ain’t gon’ say no names, he a robber, too

(You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure…)

French Montana – No Pressure (feat. Future)

[Intro: Future]
Choppa Choppa blang, he a coppa two
Ain’t gonna see no ? He a rapper too

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Hopping out foreign cars 40 deep
Hundred thou blowin’ that in the OD
And that’s why I’m the best, fuck with me
‘Cause a nigga flip flop like he standin’ on the beach
Hoppin’ up stage, got my diamonds, dirty dancing
You know I work dirty, got ’em higher than [?]
Tell my other bitch I’m on my other bitch, yeah
I just do that shit to make my other bitch jealous
40 in that kush and then he whippin’ up the [?]
Every time you call, I be like, look, hold on, don’t stress me
You know ????
You want it? You can get it if you wanna learn your lesson

[Verse 2: Future]
Became friends with a dope head (dope head)
To be inside the mind of a dope head
How many crimes in a dope head?
I got that one time for the dope heads
The people love the streets vs. the feds, yeah
Countin’ till your thumb numb, hell yeah
Printin’ like a money presser, hell yeah
You can smell the fragrance in the air, yeah
Put you in the loop, I make my own laws
Last six summers, we had no falls
And we still stashin’ hundreds in the brick walls
Paid my dog commissary almost no cost

Joey Bada$$ – Good Morning Amerikkka (All-Amerikkkan Bada$$ Album)

[Intro]
Yeah (wake up, wake up)
Free your mind (I said wake up)
Good morning Amerikkka
Good morning Amerikkka (I said wake up)
Good morning Amerikkka
Good morning Amerikkka

[Verse]
Now, what’s freedom to you?
Let’s talk about it, take a minute, think it through
I’m all about it, but the concept seems new
The coppers still shoot us down on Channel 5 news
Lock us up for anythin’ we do to pay dues
Some of us woke while some stay snoozed
Zombies walkin’ around trippin’ over issues
The knowledge is official but it’s often misused
America my masseuse, massagin’ my back
Tryna act like, she ain’t gonna do me like Pratt
Geronimo, take a leap and lay flat
I’m down to go for my message to spread across the map
Holy cross on my back got a bullseye on it
I gotta get stoned to fulfill my moment
Oppress my oppressor, suppress the opponent
Channel my ancestor, he wouldn’t condone it
In search of the healin’ component
Said you would notice
If you took notice, but you too nosey
Time to wake up
Won’t you come and smell the hot coffee?
Stick your nose in the wrong places, one day you’ll OD
I swear the whole world owe me
I’m nothin’ close to the old me
If you never knew me, then it’s too late to be homies
Homie, say fuck what you told me
I’m ridin’ out by my lonely
Waitin’ for the day the big homie take these chains off me

[Outro]
I came from
A dream
That the black man dreamed… long ago
I’m actually a present sent to you
By your ancestors

Future – I Thank U (Hndrxx Album)

Pluto
I can see it written all over your face
You doubted me from the first day
And it never went away
So I say this

Girl I thank you, I thank you
I thank you
‘Cause you made me hustle
I thank you, I wanna thank you
‘Cause you made me hustle
I thank you, I thank you
‘Cause you made me hustle
I wanna thank you, I need to thank you
‘Cause you made me a hustler

You not a part of my destiny, I tell ya
I was just servin’ that fishscale in lobbies, yeah
This money comes faster than a mothafucka and it’s obvious
Pour some more syrup on me
Throw some more dirt on me
But I’m a never give up
Top down in the wintertime, fuck the temperature
They got it heated, now we undefeated
Comin’ so conceited, but I really need it
Eight figures, big tippers
Yacht party, a hundred strippers
Can’t record it, it’s confidential
Presidential, shout out at it to ’em
Fundamentals, keep it really simple
[?], I did for OGD
Save it up and send it OT
Makin’ mills tryna OD
I’m in the Hills tryna find peace
These Bel Air neighbors so nosy
Black Draco, got me cozy
It was perfect timing like a Rollie

Lil Durk – Mood Im In (feat. Yfn Lucci) (Love Songs For The Streets Album)

[Intro: Lil Durk]
Yeah, the type of mood I’m in, I’m on some fly shit
You know what I’m sayin’?
I feel like pourin’ up a pint, I’ma pour it up you know?
Durk and YFN Lucci yea yea

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD off the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I just might go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 grand for the Pair
Yea yea

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Perky in my system I’mma vomit
Trap goin’ crazy and they know I’m the hottest
Real gun not a emoji never shoot at comments
Six of Hi tech in my cup never wash it (yeah)
Tell them niggas (pay up)
They be for the first day of school I used to stay up
Dub bank allowed I was tryna get my J’s up
Shot my nigga Boonie he ain’t want give his J’s up
I’ve been feeling moody lately, come give me that coochie baby
Me and bro ‘nem too related, never been a groupie hater
Think I’m Fetty Wap in Chiraq, it’s a zoovie baby
The way I beat that pussy Kevin Gates, they gon’ sue me baby
(Let’s get it!)

[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
Walk around with yo’ car on my neck
Nigga playin’ we gon’ get his ass wacked
No Instagram but a nigga gotta check
Go get the money we was raised like that
Free my nigga Ape they gave him 10 years man
And Step comin’ home but he can’t get them years back yea
Just got a .30 totin’ standing all day
I got another .30 for ya when I get back
Oh Lord knows that I’m traumatized, the look in my eyes
Lord knows we gon’ terrorize every one of you guys
Oh Lord knows we don’t never, we don’t never put you on the news get you televised now you worldwide

Lil Durk – Mood I’m In Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Durk]
Yeah, the type of mood I’m in, I’m on some fly shit
You know what I’m sayin’?
I feel like pourin’ up a pint, I’ma pour it up you know?
Durk and YFN Lucci yea yea

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
Yea yea

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Perky in my system I’mma vomit
Trap goin’ crazy and they know I’m the hottest
Real gun not a emoji never shoot at comments
Sixty high tec in my cup never wash it (yeah)
Tell them niggas (pay up)
They be for the first day of school I used to stay up
Dub bank allowed I was tryna get my J’s up
Shot my nigga Boonie he ain’t want give his J’s up
I’ve been feeling moody lately, come give me that coochie baby
(?) too related, never been a groupie hater
Think I’m Fetty Wap in Chiraq, it’s a zoovie baby
The way I beat that pussy Kevin Gates, they gon’ sue me baby
(Let’s get it!)

Lil Durk – Mood I’m In (feat. YFN Lucci)

[Intro: Lil Durk]
Yeah, the type of mood I’m in, I’m on some fly shit
You know what I’m sayin’?
I feel like pourin’ up a pint, I’ma pour it up you know?
Durk and YFN Lucci yea yea

Fat Joe & Remy Ma – Warning feat. Kat Dahlia (Plata O Plomo Album)

[Intro: Kat Dahlia]
War war war war war war warning fear one
War war war war war war warning fear one
War war war war war war warning fear one

[Hook: Kat Dahlia]
Warning warning when we die they wonder what if
When we die it makes vultures
Warning pick a side you’re supposed to
In exchange and I’m surviving the vultures

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
So much coke you young boys won’t believe it
Hopping off J E T S I’m Revis
Island stylin minks to the floor
(Remy Ma: To the floor? nigga what you need a stylist for?)
Before the red carpets I was into narcotics
Beat bad bitches rats and all charges
Black Gucci flip flops steppin off teak
Gotta get from round you niggas you all leech
Robbin guess it’s just my lifestyle
I know I’m wrong but the Rollie got the right dial
I mean I gotta be the greatest shot the G O D
You can’t believe how many fiends my eyes seen OD
My West coast shorty throw DUB with four fingers
Ma you a pleasant surprise like Paul Zingers
Been just wave one button like a vato
My niggas used to run through the tunnel like El Chapo

[Hook: Kat Dahlia]
Warning warning when we die they wonder what if
When we die it makes vultures
Warning pick a side you’re supposed to
In exchange and I’m surviving the vultures

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
How dare you allow people to compare you
Better be careful cause I don’t care you
Tried to be my friend but I didn’t care to
Bob and weave ya’ll hoes like hairdos
I’m from the Boogie man why would I fear you
When you scared to death and your flunkies is scared too
Felt your heart trembling when I came near you
Beatin outta your chest I thought it would tear through
What’s your war plan they should of prepared you
I’m ready to ride on bitches or ready on gear too
They said for me to blow that I had to air you
Could of ended your career but I spared you
Seen you a frenemy I had a clear view
Now they behind me them hoes in my rear-view
Yeah they fallin on deaf ears they can’t hear you
I’m shittin on bitches where the fuck is the bathroom

[Hook: Kat Dahlia]
Warning warning when we die they wonder what if
When we die it makes vultures
Warning pick a side you’re supposed to
In exchange and I’m surviving the vultures

[Outro: Kat Dahlia]
War war war war war war warning fear one
War war war war war war warning fear one

Pink Guy – Meme Machine (Pink Season Album)

It’s gon’ get nasty
…yes

[Hook]
Meme machine
Meme machine
I’m a motherfucking meme machine
Meme machine
Meme machine
Without memes, I will die

[Chorus]
Give me the memes
I need the memes
I smell the memes
I need all the memes, the memes to survive
I need the memes
I breathe the memes
I smell the memes
I need all the memes, the memes to survive

[Verse]
They call me the meme machine
I catch the memes, I spread the memes
I eat the memes, I shit the memes
Without memes, I will die
Inhale the memes
Exhale the memes
Inject the memes into my bloodstream
There are good memes, and there are bad memes
Why has God abandoned us? (help me)
Smoke the memes, snort the memes
Take the memes until you OD
If you borrowed my memes then you owe me
A new fresh pair of memes

[Hook]
Meme machine
Meme machine
I’m a motherfucking meme machine
Meme machine
Meme machine
Without memes, I will die

Lil Durk feat. YFN Trae Pound, Hypno Carlito, Johnny Cinco & YFN Lucci – Lyrics

(Intro – Lil Durk)
You gotta watch out
You gotta watch out

(Chorus – Lil Durk & YFN Lucci)
Ay, trapping off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was poor
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kicking in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these ni**as hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them ni**as who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

(Verse 1 – Johnny Cinco)
You better watch out
I just bought a new…so watch it
Go ahead and watch it, I’mma pop it
I’m in that new thing, coulda went about private
This is binoculars, we gotta
I got my doors up, I walked down and poured up
I’m shooting with the gang….with the fame, I’m a lil solider
I used to ride on the bus now I got chauffeurs
Now I got chauffeurs, pop out the poster
I used to trap with my daddy, used to get racks with my daddy
We went to Raq for away, all day
We got that pack riding 99
A pair of good you can count on em, at the door

(Chorus – Lil Durk & YFN Lucci)
Ay, trapping off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was poor
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kicking in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these ni**as hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bi**hes
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them ni**as who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

(Verse 2 – Hypno Carlito)
They be watching
All these diamonds got me frosty I be whipping like a holly
Bi**h I’m sorry but I can’t go after nobody
In that Rari got a barbie give me sloppy til she grinding
I’m just watching while she top me
Ni**as hating let em hate
OTF everyway, we do this on a day to day
They got you hoes like a layaway
Michael Jordan with the double fadaway
Fly ni**a, rich ni**a, I made the ways
Still catch a body if a ni**a play
Ain’t contemplating since Soldier died ain’t been the same
Get more bread, more cocaine, help that ni**a with no name
I was that ni**a with no fame
Carlito baby ain’t s**t changed
I be getting money like 10 ways
All different hustles ni**a get paid
Ni**a yeah yeah yeah

(Chorus – Lil Durk & YFN Lucci)
Ay, trapping off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was poor
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kicking in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these ni**as hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bi**hes
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them ni**as who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

(Verse 3 – YRN Trae)
Playing with the gang, we bring them pipes out
Yeah, tryna ride the wave you gong get wiped out
Yeah that s**t that you running it’s on me right now
You know you might just catch a clip for acting
And you know we play with pistols, we don’t fight fair
Huh call me ghetto man I’m asleep like it’s a nightmare
Clair is what I might wear
Got a ni**a car in my right ear
Now I jumped off the porshe
7.6 who can take down the horse
Yeah plug in Miami, get them bricks off the port
And I might just count a 100 thousand when I’m bored
I’m a boss they know it huh they know it

(Chorus – Lil Durk & YFN Lucci)
Ay, trapping off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was poor
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kicking in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these ni**as hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them frauds and them ni**as who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah hey uh

Lil Durk – Watch Out Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Durk]
You gotta watch out
You gotta watch out

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
Ay, trappin’ off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was pourin’
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kickin’ in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these niggas hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them niggas who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

[Verse 1: Johnny Cinco]
You better watch out
I just bought a new (?) so watch it
Go ahead and watch it, I’mma pop it
I’m in that new thing, coulda went about private
This is binoculars, we gotta (?)
I got my doors up, I walked down and poured up
I’m shootin’ with the gang, (?) with the fame, I’m a lil’ solider
I used to ride on the bus now I got chauffeurs
Now I got chauffeurs, pop out the poster
I used to trap with my daddy, used to get racks with my daddy
We went to ‘Raq for away, all day
We got that pack ridin’ 99
A pair of good you can count on ’em, at the door

[Verse 2: Johnny Cinco & Hypno Carlito]
They be watchin’
All these diamonds got me frosty I be whipping like a holly
Bitch I’m sorry but I can’t go after nobody
In that ‘Rari got a barbie give me sloppy ’til she grindin’
I’m just watchin’ while she top me
Niggas hatin’ let ’em hate
OTF everyway, we do this on a day to day
They got you hoes like a layaway
Michael Jordan with the double fadaway
Fly nigga, rich nigga, I made the ways
Still catch a body if a nigga play
Ain’t contemplatin’ since Soldier died ain’t been the same
Get more bread, more cocaine, help that nigga with no name
I was that nigga with no fame
Carlito baby ain’t shit changed
I be gettin’ money like 10 ways
All different hustles nigga get paid
Nigga yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 3: YRN Trae]
Playin’ with the gang, we bring them pipes out
Yeah, tryna ride the wave you gon’ get wiped out
Yeah that shit that you runnin’ it’s on me right now
You know you might just catch a clip for actin’ (?)
And you know we play with pistols, we don’t fight fair
Huh call me ghetto man I’m asleep like it’s a nightmare
(?) clair is what I might wear
Got a nigga car in my right ear
Now I jumped off the porshe
7.6 who can take down the horse
Yeah plug in Miami, get them bricks off the port
And I might just count a 100 thousand when I’m bored
I’m a boss they know it huh they know it

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
Ay, trappin’ off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was pourin’
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kickin’ in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these niggas hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them frauds and them niggas who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah hey uh

Tory Lanez – Whats Luv (feat. Nyce) (Chixtape 4 Album)

[Intro: Tory Lanez]
New York City
We got another one
Tory Lanez the don
Whole Umbrella in here
‘Casso baby
Nyce B

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
She better know that we fuckin’ when I come through
I ain’t with the cuffin’ when I come through
I ain’t with the buggin’ when I come through
She know I’m straight thuggin’ when I come through
Tell me what’s love, when I need that
Pull it down for me shawty, lemme see that
Do that thang thang, yeah you fucking right
Leave your nigga back, I’m tryna fuck tonight
You still on the down low
Still creep on your boy, still freak on the down low
You know what I’m round for
I done came round to see you drop down on me
Do it slowly
Buss it all open like you got a slow leak
I’ve been in the streets with three or four freaks
She is so bad might need a police
Stomach on flat, ass obese
Walk oh how the fuck you got in those jeans
I just wanna touch ya, fuck ya OD
Know you got a man but this is lowkey

[Hook: Ashanti & (Tory Lanez)]
What’s love, got to do, got to do with it, babe
(what’s love, what’s love, what’s love if you got it for me babe)
What’s love, it’s about us, it’s about trust, babe
(we’re supposed to be about each other)
What’s love, got to do, got to do with it, babe
(what’s love, what’s love, what’s love if you got it for me babe)
What’s love, it should be about us, it should be about trust babe
(we’re supposed to be about each other)

[Verse 2: Nyce]
And I got two different girls on me
It ain’t easy, to get em off me
‘Cause I pull up in that light foreign
Shawty you see me, you can’t ignore it
I ain’t fucking with you dumb broads, got my dawgs, get em off
There’s a lot of bad bitches I done pissed off, did wrong, dipped off
Still a nigga mean with the wrist
She gon’ take it off, course she ain’t with the shits
That’s your girlfriend but she ain’t give a shit
Clean in this bitch and the watch on my wrist cost a key and a brick
What’s love got to do with it
I could show you just what to do with it
Come through, I’ma let you get it
And you know what I do with..

Tory Lanez – What’s Luv lyrics

[Intro: Tory Lanez]
New York City
We got another one
Tory Lanez the don
Whole Umbrella in here
Coscto baby
Nyce B

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
What’s love, got to do, got to do with it, babe
(what’s love, what’s love, what’s love if you got it for me babe)
What’s love, it’s about us, it’s about trust, babe
(we’re supposed to be about each other)
What’s love, got to do, got to do with it, babe
(what’s love, what’s love, what’s love if you got it for me babe)
What’s love, it should be about us, it should be about trust babe
(we’re supposed to be about each other)

Rae Sremmurd – Now That I Know lyrics

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Don’t do
EarDrummers
Don’t do
(Mike WILL Made It)

Of course I want to lie and say I don’t miss you
My bitch on the side just told me to forget you
Quit tellin’ the world that I deal with you
That’s what niggas do, that’s what niggas do
So much for a dream come true
So this is what we’ve come to?
If you want to go, fuck you

I don’t know what it is about these bitches
Maybe it’s me listenin’ to the radio
Kickin’ it with this good dope
That I chose to roll with these bad hoes
And I can’t complain
I came up, came up on y’all hoes and I’m not ashamed

Somethin’ went wrong, somethin’ went wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, somethin’ went wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, terribly wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, terribly wrong

Two middle fingers
It ain’t nothin’ to forget you
I blocked your number, can’t call my phone
And I’m with some other bitches
She a player like me
Try to leave a nigga on E
Had to keep trippin’, OD
Bounce back to the old me
I shoulda listened to the homies
Hit it then quit it then went about my fuckin’ business
But I was fuckin’ with lil momma, that was my decision
And I don’t really listen to nobody else opinion
You tell your girls you done with me
But I know you fuck with me
Cause these other niggas inconsistent
And these other niggas ain’t Jxmmi

Somethin’ went wrong, somethin’ went wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, somethin’ went wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, terribly wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, terribly wrong

Now that I know, now that I know
Now that I know, now that I know
Now that I know, now that I know
Now that I know, now that I know
(Haha, Swae Lee)
I can’t love you
I can’t love you

Rae Sremmurd – Now That I Know

Don’t do
EarDrummers
Don’t do
(Mike WILL Made It)

Somethin’ went wrong, somethin’ went wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, somethin’ went wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, terribly wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, terribly wrong

Two middle fingers
It ain’t nothin’ to forget you
I blocked your number, can’t call my phone
And I’m with some other bitches
She a player like me
Try to leave a nigga on E
Had to keep trippin’, OD
Bounce back to the old me
I shoulda listened to the homies
Hit it then quit it then went about my fuckin’ business
But I was fuckin’ with lil momma, that was my decision
And don’t really listen to nobody else opinion
You tell your girls you’re done with me
But I know you fuck with me
‘Cause these other niggas inconsistent
And these other niggas ain’t Jxmmi

Of course I want to lie and say I don’t miss you
My bitch on the side just told me to forget you
Quit tellin’ them hoes, that I chill with you
That’s what niggas do, that’s what niggas do
So much for a dream come true
So this is what we’ve come to?
If you want to go, fuck you

Somethin’ went wrong, somethin’ went wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, somethin’ went wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, terribly wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, terribly wrong

Now that I know, now that I know
Now that I know, now that I know
Now that I know, now that I know
Now that I know, now that I know

J.L. – Own Thang (The Storm Deluxe Edition Album)

[Intro:]
Nodding like the stereotypist, man

[Hook:]
Shades on, tattoos
Lookin’ like I’m bad news
All black, as uzh
Baby we don’t have roofs
Gold teeth, gold chain
Like I’m in the dope gang
So heat, so flame
Bitch I do my own thang
(Bitch I do my own thang)

[Verse 1:]
Mobbed out lookin’ like a G
See me comin’, make you wanna cross the street
Crooks lookin’ odd by the police
Throw peace, buddy, probably gold teeth
All red, I’m yelling "Go Chiefs"
Cross that, all black, no priest
I can tell you ain’t had no ass, like cold seats
Uptight, so sleek, no sheep
For all this ink I got in my skin, I see you hatin’
Tryin’ to read it to see if it’s gang related
Must be linked in, questionin’ me "Where Mary J at?"
Oh you need it? I probably can navigate it
That’s beside the point, I’m with the team, nigga we made it
Pop the bottle, they wanna know where we play at
That ain’t [?], like what I see and hate to say it
Is you with it, the shit, or you need a payment?
Got my..

[Verse 2:]
Mobbed out, fifty peeps deep
From 25th and 56th Street
Now with J’s on, bitches get deep
Tell homie don’t bring a chick he can’t keep
Got my shades on in the town low-key
Fuckin’ dope, you fuck around and OD
Oh your name gone? Don’t look around and blame me
I be coolin’ [in the RDV?]
Offend your or something? You hatin’ as if I got a beef
The image assumption you made, I take a label, you see
Woah now, slow down, Joe Brown, Judge Judy
Take your top off if you not a cop off duty
I-I-I’m a wanted man, I’m a wanted man
I am what I am, I do what I can
Guessin’ I’m a boss by the way I stand
Want a pic and a boss? I’ma get a thang

[Hook:]
Shades on, tattoos
Lookin’ like I’m bad news
All black, as uzh
Baby we don’t have roofs
Gold teeth, gold chain
Like I’m in the dope gang
So heat, so flame
Bitch I do my own thang
Bitch I do my own thang (Bitch)
Bitch I do my own thang (Bitch)
Shades on, tattoos
Lookin’ like I’m bad news
All black, as uzh
Baby we don’t have roofs
Gold teeth, gold chain
Like I’m in the dope gang
So heat, so flame
Bitch I do my own thang
Bitch I do my own thang (Bitch)
Bitch I do my own thang (Bitch)
Bitch I do my own thang

Futuristic – Futuristic or Die Lyrics

[Chorus (x7)]
It’s Futuristic or die, nigga

[Verse 1]
Futuristic or die, no lie
Nigga fuck with the gang or get hanged by your own tie
Skydive with no parachute
I dare a nigga or his crew to ever say he so fly
Did it by myself, know why?
Independent nigga with a really cold mind
Hit the goal line
When it’s showtime I show out, it’s sold out
Lyrics, everybody knows mine
Snow White don’t kiss hoes just bros
Niggas couldn’t see me even if they on they tiptoes
Crisp flow so cold that my lips froze
Never took shortcuts, niggas using CliffsNotes
Been broke for a minute should forget it
I’m living off of this music, I swear to God I’m a young Sean
WTF gang apparel had a Rocawear so I said I’m never sporting Sean John
Get it, got it, good
I ain’t in the hood
I’m riding around and I’m getting it with white friends
They see the kid, reckon that’s what I did
I swear that I get it in til the motherfucking night end
5’5 but I’m 9’6
Kids looking up to me because they see how I rhyme with it
I took my time perfected my only passion
No spazzing when I be rapping man I’m so out of my mind with it
I be going berzerk
Ya’ll suck, I bet your knees hurt
Like teen mom’s you’re so dumb
I’ve seen your ass with [?]
Could you get any weaker?
I kill shit and don’t try
It’s Futuristic or bungee jump with dental floss and die

[Chorus (x7)]
It’s Futuristic or die, nigga

[Verse 2]
It’s Futuristic or OD
I am not your homie, nigga
The one and only so please don’t act like you know me
I’m the truth you ain’t nothing but a phony nigga
You say you cold bro show me, nigga
Your chick wanna blow me, nigga
I’ve been rising from the bottom I got ‘em
I be the hottest on top you below me, nigga
Ya’ll cracking me up
I try not to say shit
All I do is let my damn talent show
You on stage with a whole bunch of lames cuffing the mic looking like a high school talent show
Let my talent grow
I’m the one taking these hits ain’t that a bitch
Fuck the nigga who made it, most underrated
No debating, I’m slaying your operation
You so famous and I ain’t even made it, nigga
I’m not hating or maybe I am
There’s some things I just don’t understand
Elementary lyrics that you be spitting I’m not really feeling
So please tell me how the fuck you got fans
I was in the band crowd surfing in the stands
You rapping about the liquor and moving a couple grams
But I’m rapping about my life on this mic
How I do so nice so I can take care of all of my fam, nigga
Futuristic that young dude that’s making moves without a thing to lose
Pay my dues and I bang a thing or two in this fucking booth
That’s all I do
Ask about it in the future that’s all I knew
See the benefits but I do it all for you
Or die be the line and all that’s true

[Chorus (x7)]
It’s Futuristic or die, nigga

Lil Durk – They Forgot

[Intro: Lil Durk]
Gang! Gang!
We started this shit nigga, they know
Niggas cross me, they know
Talkin’ I ain’t did shit for ’em, they know
Pussy niggas, I cut ’em off, bitch
Gang! Gang!

[Hook: Lil Durk]
I just brought a MACs and shit, couple killers is after me
Got the city on gang dick, they used to laugh at me
Had to cut a couple niggas off, and now they mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I’m in the fashion scene
Mini chopper that draco catchin’ me lackin’ me
Randy give him two shots to his face, ’cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them niggas died for me
You ain’t no street nigga
You ain’t no street nigga

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Bitch Nigga
And I gave ’em cash, I’m a rich nigga
Before I got this fame I kept a stick nigga
And I fuck his bitch, I give her dick nigga
Now tell ’em every reason why you sick nigga
And I’m the reason why you got them bricks nigga
Sneak dissin’, catch him by himself, ain’t got a stick with him
100 thousand jewels, I call my lil’ bitch a [?] nigga
Would say I hope you OD but I don’t jinx
Pussy boy, telling everything to the pigs nigga
Talkin’ ’bout I don’t do shit for the fam, bitch I’m from the Lam
100 here, 100 thou’
Free my niggas out the jail
I’ll never rat
50K, I drop it out the sac
Bike life
Slide on that Banchee, on lil’ Meek’s ass
Nightlife
Slide to his crib, I’ma creep his ass
Left, right
3, 4 times, I’ma beat his ass
If came with us, I swear to God we’ll leave his ass

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
Niggas in Chicago [?], them niggas is lyin’
Think about fuckin’ with mine, them niggas dyin’
Bitch got me poppin’ a Perc, I took a few a slime
Free the guys doin’ real time, 22 and 9
Even though they want 1,000 pennies, niggas won’t drop a dime
They know we fuckin’ hoes in the city
Fuck with us and never call a bitch back
I’m the nigga, follow who?
Only time I follow niggas are for Twitter
Watch this shit, go and get my own
With no asking shit
Past this shit, classic shit
I might fuck a ratchet bitch
Bitch I’m me, I can fuck for free
30K to see
Bitches mad, got ’em mad at me
People hated me
Super sauce, I’m a super boss
Killas super off
Niggas hoes, niggas super salty
And I got designer, Loubs and all
Niggas straight snitches, just to lose ’em all
Nigga what, nigga who is y’all
Bernie take ’em off!
Gang! Gang!

[Hook: Lil Durk]
I just brought a MACs and shit, couple killers is after me
Got the city all on gang dick, they used to laugh at me
Had to cut a couple niggas off, and now they mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I’m in the fashion scene
Mini chopper that draco catchin’ me lackin’ me
Randy give him two shots to his face, ’cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them niggas died for me
You ain’t no street nigga
You ain’t no street nigga

Lil Durk – They Forgot Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Durk]
Gang! Gang!
We started this shit nigga, they know
Niggas cross me, they know
Talkin’ I ain’t did shit for ’em, they know
Pussy niggas, I cut ’em off, bitch
Gang! Gang!

[Hook: Lil Durk]
I just brought a MACs and shit, couple killers is after me
Got the city on gang dick, they used to laugh at me
Had to cut a couple niggas off, and now they mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I’m in the fashion scene
[?] chopper that draco catchin’ me lackin’ me
[?] give him two shots to his face, ’cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them niggas died for me
You ain’t no street nigga
You ain’t no street nigga

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Bitch Nigga
And I gave ’em cash, I’m a rich nigga
Before I got this fame I kept a stick nigga
And I fuck his bitch, I give her dick nigga
Now tell ’em every reason why you sick nigga
And I’m the reason why you got them bricks nigga
Sneak dissin’, catch him by himself, ain’t got a stick with him
100 thousand jewels, I call my lil’ bitch a [?] nigga
Would say I hope you OD but I don’t [?]
Pussy boy, telling everything to the pigs nigga
Talkin’ ’bout I don’t do shit for the fam, bitch I’m from the [?]
100 [?], 100 thou’
Free my niggas out the jail
I’ll never rat
50K, I drop it out the sac
Bike life
Slide on that Banchee, on lil’ Meek’s ass
Nightlife
Slide to his crib, I’ma creep his ass
Left, right
3, 4 times, I’ma beat his ass
If came with us, I swear to God we’ll leave his ass

[Hook: Lil Durk]
I just brought a MACs and shit, couple killers is after me
Got the city on gang dick, they used to laugh at me
Had to cut a couple niggas off, and now they mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I’m in the fashion scene
[?] chopper that draco catchin’ me lackin’ me
[?] give him two shots to his face, ’cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them niggas died for me
You ain’t no street nigga
You ain’t no street nigga

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
Niggas in Chicago [?], them niggas is lyin’
Think about fuckin’ with [?], them niggas dyin’
Bitch got me poppin’ a Perc, I took a few a slime
Free the guys doin’ real time, 22 and 9
Even though they won 1,000 pennies, niggas won’t drop a dime
They know we fuckin’ hoes in the city
Fuck with us and never call a bitch back
I’m the nigga, follow who?
Only time I follow niggas are for Twitter
Watch this shit, go and get my own
With no asks and shit
[?] this shit, [?] this shit
I might fuck a ratchet bitch
Bitch I’m me, I get fuck for free
30K to see
Bitches mad, got ’em mad at me
People [?]
Super sauce, I’m a super boss
Killas super off
Niggas hoes, niggas super salty
And I got designer, Loubs and all
Niggas straight snitches, just to lose ’em all
Nigga what, nigga who is y’all
Bernie take ’em off!
Gang! Gang!

[Hook: Lil Durk]
I just brought a MACs and shit, couple killers is after me
Got the city on gang dick, they used to laugh at me
Had to cut a couple niggas off, and now they mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I’m in the fashion scene
[?] chopper that draco catchin’ me lackin’ me
[?] give him two shots to his face, ’cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them niggas died for me
You ain’t no street nigga
You ain’t no street nigga

Lil Durk – Real letras

[Hook]
Pour a cup of that dirty
Might take me a perc 30
Gotta watch out for who love me and the same people who hurt me
My momma said I might OD
I’mma drink ’em I ain’t worried
Gotta watch out in these streets
I’mma think ’em I ain’t worried
Can’t trust none of these niggas
Don’t love none of these bitches
How they judging me nigga
I came up from these trenches
I might roll a blunt up for my people
I might pour a cup up for my people

[Verse 1]
Baby momma actin’ evil
Uncle still playin’ wit them needles
New car gas diesel
New money cash Visa
Nuski died what they believin’
Brotha muslim to my pops too
Tell ’em people (?) needy
We ain’t tryna talk no agreements
Beat my case wit the best lawyer
Told my sister I want the best for ya
Fuck a strippa go invest money
IG hoes that’s a test for ya
Devil workin’ want the best of ya
Street niggas make a mess of ya
Lil niggas put stress on ya
Yea yea yea
Start them killas off of guns, start the traphouse off of pounds
Bitch you know I love my son, broke my back was on the ground
Who love you when no one there, who love you when no one care

[Verse 2]
Close homie tried to kill me
I’m just givin’ y’all that’s the real me
Real niggas gotta feel me
Station tryna they tryna wheel me
Couple big niggas tried to lift me
I got my pops so don’t try me
I got missed call from my granny
Gotta get back wit the family
Streets say I need old me
Nappy dreads off the codeine
Block niggas sellin’ dope fiend
Gold rollies to a trophy
Fuck a deal I got street money
Keep money plug keep comin’
Comin’ strong nothin’ weak to me
Nick Cannon Glocks keep drummin’
In the streets wit me it ain’t nowhere
Got all of these money I’mma show it
So who love you when no one there, who love you when no one care

Alex Vargas – Higher Love

[Verse 1]
Have we OD’d on a good thing?
Have we run against the wall?
Is the devil in the routine?
And we don’t even know
Wanna be like in the movies
Where they run wild and free
But the devil in routine won’t let us be

[Pre-Chorus]
Sometimes we make it
Only to break it
But then we let it go
[Chorus]
Cause baby, you
You’re giving me higher love
Keep giving me higher love
You’re giving me higher love
Baby, you
You’re giving me higher love
Keep giving me higher love
You’re giving me higher love

[Verse 2]
Can we hold on to a good thing?
Can we tear down this walls?
Beat the devil in the routine
Change what we know

[Pre-Chorus]
Sometimes we make it
Only to break it
But then we let it go

[Chorus]
Cause baby, you
You’re giving me higher love
Keep giving me higher love
You’re giving me higher love
Baby, you
You’re giving me higher love
Keep giving me higher love
You’re giving me higher love

[Post-Chorus]
Giving me higher love
Giving me higher love
Giving me higher love
Giving me higher love

[Bridge]
And the way it comes will carry us over
Leaps and folds, but we’re still holding on
Cause at the break of every wave there is power
And every time I feel unsure
I breathe in through your lungs and I know

[Chorus]
You’re giving me higher love
Keep giving me higher love
You’re giving me higher love
Baby, you
You’re giving me higher love
Keep giving me higher love
You’re giving me higher love, yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Giving me higher love
Giving me higher love
Giving me higher love
Giving me higher love