Daily Archives: August 18, 2017

LOGIC – 1-800-273-8255 (feat. Alessia Cara & Khalid)

I just wanna die today
Who can relate?
I feel like I’m out of my mind
Where you at? Where you been? What’s on your mind?
I feel like I’m out of my mind
[Chorus: Logic]
I finally wanna be alive
I don’t wanna die today
I finally wanna be alive

[Pre-Chorus: Logic]
Oh I don’t wanna

Ain’t nobody callin’ my phone
But you gotta live right now
I’ve been praying for somebody to save me, no one’s heroic
And it’s the light that’s in the air
It feel like my life ain’t mine
I don’t wanna die
I’ve been on the low
It’s holding on though the roads long
It can be hard
[Verse 2: Alessia Cara]
You don’t gotta die today
When you’re there chest-to-chest with a lover
I’ve been on the low
Seeing light in the dark, yeah, these things
And let me tell you why

I finally wanna be alive
I don’t wanna be alive
I don’t wanna be alive
Who can relate?
But I don’t wanna cry
It’s the very first breath
[Verse 1: Logic]

I don’t wanna be alive

You don’t gotta die
I feel like I’m out of my mind
I just wanna die
I finally wanna be alive
I been taking my time
When your head’s been drownin’ under water
All this other shit I’m talkin’ ’bout they think they know it
[Outro: Khalid]
I know you’re the reason I believe in life
It feel like my life ain’t mine
I don’t wanna die
And my life don’t even matter
It feel like my life ain’t mine
What’s the day without a little night?
Pain don’t hurt the same, I know
I been taking my time
But I’m moving ’til my legs give out
The lane I travel feels alone
It feel like my life ain’t mine
I been taking my time
I wanna feel alive
I been taking my time
I been taking my time
I want you to be alive
[Chorus: Logic]
I don’t wanna cry anymore
I just wanna die
[Verse 3: Logic]
Finding hope in who it is

[Chorus: Logic]
You got everything to give right now
It can be so hard
And I see my tears melt in the snow
I never had a place to call my own
I don’t even wanna die anymore

I want you to be alive
It feel like my life ain’t mine
I’m just tryna shed a little light
I know it I know it I know I’m hurting deep down but can’t show it
I’ve been on the low
I don’t even wanna die anymore
[Pre-Chorus: Logic]
I’ve been on the low
They say every life precious but nobody care about mine
I feel like I’m out of my mind
Who can relate?
[Pre-Chorus: Logic]
Who can relate?
I feel like I’m out of my mind
It feel like my life ain’t mine
Now lemme tell you why
I’ve been on the low
I want you to be alive
You don’t gotta die
I’ve been on the low
And when you stare at your reflection
I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna die
I know where you been, where you are, where you goin’
I want you to be alive
I know that you’ll thank God you did
I feel like I’m out of my mind
I never had a home
I been taking my time
I don’t wanna be alive

Eric Bellinger – Be The Change

And when I get there I’ma have you feelin’ just how you want, just
I tell I take you out to eat as long as dick is on your pussy, you know you wanna come
So if you wanna come, come over
YFS
So if you wanna come, come over

All night, I’ma have you feelin’ just how you want to, just

Oh, whoa, bet I can make you come over and take your love
Just by the way you’re lookin’, I already know
[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
If you single, I’ma beat it, wanna change that
Yeah baby, I be killin’ shit, gotta be a real nigga and a gentleman
Said if you wanna come, come over
Got racks on deck for tonight, we tryna go all out
Just by the way you’re lookin’, I already know
Now if you wanna see you UM, you better see LME

So if you wanna come, come over
Hell yeah, show you that it takes a real grown man to lay you down
So if you wanna come, come over
Say that, say that
Hell yeah, take you to the dealership
‘Cause when you all alone, you gonna wanna call me

I ain’t spittin’ game, girl, I really mean that
I can take your for a ride if you with that
I got you in that zone, don’t act like we ain’t grown
Say that, say that

Anythin’ you want, that’s the one we leavin’ with

[Verse 2: Eric Bellinger]
Say that, say that
Gone with them other niggas they ain’t fuckin’ with
Said if you wanna come, come over
I’m tryna give you what you want, girl
Said if you wanna come, come over
I ain’t spittin’ game, girl, I really mean that

Better yet a trojan, bring a couple Trojans
Said if you wanna come, come over
Said if you wanna come, come over, come over yeah
Yeah, I’ma, I’ma be a problem
Oh, whoa, bet I can make you come over and take your love
[Intro: Eric Bellinger]
[Verse 1: Eric Bellinger]
So if you wanna come, come over
[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
If you single, I’ma beat it, wanna change that
Said if you wanna come, come over
Said if you wanna come, come over
Get ready for explosion
Soon as they awake, they call me for another date
I think I was chosen, my shit lookin’ golden
I can take your for a ride if you with that
Said if you wanna come, come over
[Verse 3: J-Doe]
[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
Said if you wanna come, come over, come over yeah
I’m tryna give you what you want, girl

[Pre-Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
Oh, I already told you, baby, I’m a soldier
Said if you wanna come, come over
Said if you wanna come, come over, come over yeah
Oh, whoa, bet I can make you come over and take your love
Said if you wanna come, come over
Said if you wanna come, come over
I’m tryna give you what you want, girl
I can take your for a ride if you with that
[Pre-Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
I ain’t spittin’ game, girl, I really mean that
[Pre-Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
Said if you wanna come, come over
I be hittin’ girls and I leave these bitches doozin’

Just by the way you’re lookin’, I already know
I got you in that zone, don’t act like we ain’t grown
I got you in that zone, don’t act like we ain’t grown
If you single, I’ma beat it, wanna change that
Hell yeah, I be on some other shit
So if you wanna come, come over
Said if you wanna come, come over

Lorde – Homemade Dynamite

Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Dancing with our shoes off
So let’s let things come out of the woodwork

Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Don’t know you super well
Our rules, our dreams, we’re blind
Flying with nowhere to be
[Chorus]
Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Our rules, our dreams, we’re blind

But I think that you might be the same as me
We’ll end up painted on the road

Might get your friend to drive, but he can hardly see
Let’s let things come out of the woodwork
I’ll give you my best side, tell you all my best lies
[Pre-Chorus]

A couple rebel top gun pilots
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Now you know it’s really gonna blow
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Hands under your t-shirt
[Pre-Chorus]
I’ll give you my best side, tell you all my best lies
Our rules, our dreams, we’re blind
Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired
[Chorus]
Know I think you’re awesome, right?

Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Red and chrome
Seeing me rolling, showing someone else love
Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired
Yeah, awesome right?
I’ll give you my best side, tell you all my best lines
Behave abnormally
Know I think you’re awesome, right?
So let’s let things come out of the woodwork
Our rules, our dreams, we’re blind
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
[Outro]
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite
Blowing shit up with homemade d-d-d-dynamite

All the broken glass sparkling
[Verse 2]
Our friends, our drinks, we get inspired
Seeing me rolling, showing someone else love
[Verse 1]
I guess we’re partying

Weezer – Mexican Fender

It was hot, hot, 100 degrees
Slide a little closer
That’s pretty cool for a singer in a band so I knew we would end up jamming

[Bridge]
In a greasy tee and faded jeans, woah
Oh she loves me, she loves me, she loves me not
[Verse 2]
She didn’t want to take off her jeans ’cause that would be insane
I got a cozy pad around the corner
Later that night we went to a gig and she asked for some advice

Gonna fly so high
Ever since you came ’round
She came to get her 10,000 steps and hang out with her boyfriend
[Verse 1]
It was hot, hot, 100 degrees
To a place that we have never seen
"What do you do with your hands when you’re singing, do you just hold onto the mic?"
Of my summer love, oo-we-oo
Oh she loves me, she loves me, she loves me not
Oh she loves me, she loves me, she loves me not
My summer love, oo-we-oo
[Chorus]
My summer love, oo-we-oo
But I was only trying to get to know her so I took her out to the ocean

Oh she loves me, she loves me, she loves me not
She got a bachelor’s degree in physics and a job in computer programming
But she only went in up to her knees
The heartbreak DJ stepped to me but I just couldn’t get enough
Oh she loves me, she loves me, she loves me not

[Chorus]
My summer love, oo-we-oo
Met her at guitar shop on Santa Monica and 7th Street
My summer love, oo-we-oo

Oh she loves me, she loves me, she loves me not
Oh she loves me, she loves me, she loves me not
[Chorus]
And the trash overflowed out on the street
Oh she loves me, she loves me, she loves me not
My summer love, oo-we-oo
The salesman tried to get my attention to sell me a Mexican Fender

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

I took your fucking government and put it up for sale

I’m gone
The destruction wasn’t even on my radar then
[Verse 1: Vinnie Paz]
No drugs, no thugs, no weapons in here

But she couldn’t understand and see the coldness of the plight
I’ve been working for the Devil too long
My attempt was to never get paid off y’all
I’ve been working for the Devil too long
Years later, I’m quietly moving up the ladder
The greatest lie ever been told is the one closest to truth
You ain’t an angel, probably, you working for the Devil
And every word that I said in this song
I’ve been working for the Devil too long
And regret is a muhfucker, run, tell that
I did all of you dirty, so I should’ve gone to jail
Take the welfare system and rearrange shit
But I ain’t going back to being broke like this was yester-year
I’ve been working for the Devil too long
[Hook: Eamon]
I’ve been working for the Devil too long

I’ve been working for the Devil too long
Money changed hands and moved on like a cold breeze
You see, I preyed on things and then I preyed on them
The plan is to try to be out in less than a year
I’ve been working for the Devil too long and now I’m gone
I said, "When I get older, I’m going to change shit"
And I ain’t give a fuck about death or an OD
Look, American democracy has been hacked
I’ve been working for the Devil too long
But all I saw was lies in they eyes and that’s not right
My wife told me, "Baby, money doesn’t buy elections
I kissed her on the head and told her she was right
You see, I preyed on things and then I preyed on y’all
[Verse 2: Vinnie Paz]
It was jumbs to the bums, G packs to the OGs
The greatest lie ever been told is the one closest to truth
Tempt us, lead us to the edge, watch the wise turn into fools
But there’s always implicitly some string that’s attached
When I was young I saw politicians of all stripes
I’ve been working for the Devil too long
Mama always in my ear, saying that I didn’t care

I’ve been working for the Devil too long
Tempt us, lead us to the edge, watch the wise turn into fools
Money doesn’t buy votes, it just buys attention"
By the corrupt paradigm, that’s a supreme fact
Cause political bribery just hold me in a vice
Trying hard, realizing that it doesn’t matter
The nightmare of money, the league would be a rebel
I’m not fully rehabilitated, I fell back

I’m gone
Couldn’t understand why it’s so cold for me at night
By a muh’fucker think he got wings on his back
And my heart was black, it was Darth Vadar then
You see I’m trying to get out ma, but I feel trapped
[Intro: Eamon]
I’ve been working for the Devil too long

[Hook: Eamon]

And I took it to the corner, got paid off then
The money came to me, I sat back with my Co-Ds

What employer gonna hire me when I sell crack?

The Maine – Taxi

[Verse 1]
You’ll never be lonely

You’ll never be lonely
Yeah, it creeps on in
I pulled you closer, looked at you and said
I can’t say that I can make you feel
"Babe, you’ll never be lonely"
No, I never knew just what I was getting into
No, I never knew how much I was getting into
[Chorus]

"Babe, you’ll never be lonely"

In the backseat of the taxi
But believe me when I tell you
I pulled you closer, looked at you and said
And you know I never knew how much I was getting into
"Is the sadness everlasting?"
Complete or free from your worry

You won’t be alone again
Two punch-drunk souls all tangled in the wind
And in the backseat of the taxi
To the corners of yourself
[Chorus]
"Love, I think it is"
Two punch-drunk souls all tangled in the wind
"Love, I think it is"
Yeah, it creeps on in
I can’t say that I can make you feel complete or free from your worry
"Is the sadness everlasting?"
And in the backseat when you asked me

But believe me when I tell you
You won’t be alone again
And in the backseat when you asked me
"Is the sadness everlasting?"
Don’t you understand?
Don’t you understand?
Two punch-drunk souls all tangled in the wind
And it creeps on in
[Post-Chorus]
You’ll never be lonely
[Post-Chorus]
Until it hurts like hell
And it creeps on in
When you told me we were only

To the flawless parts as well
[Bridge]
"Love, I think it is"
When you told me we were only
You’ll never be lonely
To the corners of your soul

And you know, I never knew how much I was getting into
[Chorus]

I pulled you closer, looked at you and said
When you told me we were only
And in the backseat when you asked me
In the backseat of the taxi

Skippa Da Flippa – Take It Slow (feat. Offset)

I heard that pussy boy told it
Take it slow, pour a four, fuck a ho, let her go
I’m a trendsetter, Flippa Hugh Hefner
Count up the mils and I get me a chill
Fuck a ho, let her go, fuck a ho, let her go
I go with the flow, that means I take it mellow
Just copped the Lam and I paint that bitch yellow
What would she do for a dollar?
Pull out the hover car, put up the Ghost
Take it slow, pour a four, fuck a ho, let it go
Diamonds water but I want ’em little wetter
Only the cookie I roll up, pour up
Just bought the Bentley, didn’t want the Masi
Take it slow, pour a four, fuck a ho, let her go
Ah, we from the Nawf and we killers
Ah, I bet my bankroll is bigger
If you suck it then you better swallow
Yes, yes, go to the check, ayy
[Chorus: Offset]
Put that lil bitch on a bolster
Run to the money but I never sweat
Drop top Mustangs, we drive those

[Verse 1: Offset]
Margiella stepper, only chasing cheddar
Drop top Mustangs, we drive those
Pull up in drop top rover hova
I made a hundred this week, yeah
Six nugget rings, seven diamond chains
Oh, you think, you think I’m sweet
Fuck a ho, let her go, fuck a ho, let her go
Lil baby love to ride the wood
We had the nine like Rondo
I’mjust gon’ load that motherfucker up and pull up
Take it slow, pour a four, fuck a ho, let it go
Shoot first, didn’t matter then
Borrowed, remember the time when Vic told
Take it slow, pour a four, fuck a ho, let it go
I put a two hundred thou’ deposit
Ah, I turn a beast on these niggas
Safe house in the Madison

Put her on percocet pills
Folded, we knowed it
I feel like Hova, yeah
Yeah, I popped a perky I’m geeked, yeah
I made the profit, think I’m ‘luminati
Fuck a ho, let her go, fuck a ho, let her go
RIP Lo, and the grunts for the L-O
Pull out a fifty then go up, slow up
We knew that you niggas wasn’t ’bout it ’bout it
What the fuck I’ma be lyin’ for?
Would you shoot her if you could?
We had the nine like Rondo
Surrounded by dogs and cobras, yeah
Get back-end when I show up, hold up
Stick in your mouth, you get motored
[Chorus: Offset]
Niggas snitching in the hood, man I wish a nigga would
Fuck on a freak, yeah
My rings look like Nuggets, you’ll think that I’m Melo
We having humor, you know it, you know us

When I board on my jet I’ma count up the check
Yeah, he thought it’s sweet, yeah
Remember Westside had the Tahoe
And she sucked the whole team up just for a follow
I’m from the Nawf, that’s the trenches
Take it slow, pour a four, fuck a ho, let it go
Clean codeine, I’m a dope fiend
Said they want old school Impala
If it’s beef then we at’ed them
That was like back in ’09 though
Borrowed, remember the time when Vic told
I could do it better, 1K for the sweater
We having so we do the most
Twenty-four pints of Act like I’m Kobe
Yes, yeah, I got a big check
Remember Westside had the Tahoe
Flip what you doin’ with that blindfold?
Tell him lay off if he play with the yo
What the fuck I’ma be lyin’ for?
Fuck a ho, let her go, fuck a ho, let her go
Take it slow, pour a four, fuck a ho, let her go
That was like back in ’09 though
[Intro: Offset]
OG Flippa, you can never hold me
Huh, yeah we some soldiers, uh
Sippin’ on Actavis with a lil Tech
How does it feel to get mils?
I pour a Folger Folger, yeah
[Verse 2: Skippa Da Flippa]
Ah, we do not fuck with these niggas
Take it slow, pour a four, fuck a ho, let it go
Take it slow, pour a four, fuck a ho, let it go
Get on your knees, bitch you know what it is
Flip what you doin’ with that blindfold?
Keep all that shit when I’m talking, all that
Take it slow, pour a four, fuck a ho, let her go
We popped a pint and then we have a toast
Fuck on that freak on the sheets, yeah
Icey Patek, I just put the baguettes

PeeWee Longway – Sucker Shit

[Hook: PeeWee Longway]
Raw cocaine got my trap house beatin’
Lookin’ like a pretty penny, Young Rich Nigga lookin’ like a pretty penny
With the hammer like I was Judge Judy
[Verse 1: Offset]
Pulled your hoe off of my carport
Fuckin’ the models and poppin’ the bottles
What the fuck a nigga mean what we doin’
Young Rich Nigga lookin’ like a pretty penny (Young Rich Nigga)
Dirty Harry double down 2 semi’s
Shootin’ shit nigga and handlin’ business
I look like a lick, a pretty penny
Young Rich Nigga, look like a pretty penny, lookin’ like a pretty penny
Switcharoo she with the next
Hater repellent I’m sucker free
Finnessin’ the plug so excellent
Fuckin’ Longway and offset
Dougie Fresh fuckin’ in Baguettes
You niggas 25, stay out my twitter mentions
Shootin’ shit nigga and handlin’ business
Piss on a bitch R-Kelly
My rolex diamonds look like loogies
Got the pints in the mail shipped to him
I look like a lick, a pretty penny
Overnight shipping’ the package
I got more blocks than Tetris
Overnight package I’m playin overseas
Young Rich Nigga, look like a pretty penny, lookin’ like a pretty penny
My young niggas they actin’ reckless
Got a Audi but thats not relevent
Switcharoo with offset eaten’ up the ticket
Little bitty bitches so irrelevant
Young Rich Nigga, look like a pretty penny, lookin’ like a pretty penny
Forgiatos tune up the S5 deep dish
Sick so crip on my belly I’m bangin’ it
Young Rich Nigga look like a pretty penny, lookin’ like a pretty penny
Papercuts don’t make me saw off yo feet
Offset, Longway and we going to Cali’

Leave your ass shot for takin’ with ya
Porsche truck whole lotta torque
Fuckin on I dream of Jeannie bitches
Dirty Harry, double down with Semi’s
OG Gas, No febreeze

Fuckin’ Longway and offset

Lookin’ like a pretty penny, Young Rich Nigga lookin’ like a pretty penny
Got ya bitch on the molly and she chewin’
Just flipped the bricks someone tell me whats next
Switcharoo she with the next
Young Rich Nigga lookin’ like a pretty penny (Young Rich Nigga)
Tom Ford Givenchys them bitches didn’t drop yet
Just flipped the bricks someone tell me whats next
Sippin’ Actavis make movies
50 thousand for a necklace
My nigga we ballin’ Patrick Ewing
The Euros, The Pesos, the guala
100 bands spent on my necklace baguettes
[Hook: PeeWee Longway]
Guiseppe Stepper got me actin’ so arrogant
Longway Bron Double R in South Beach
Don’t touch me bitch you got da cooties
I’m a boss, ross voice, 50 acre math in’ golf course
100 bands spent on my necklace baguettes
Switcharoo she with the next
My swag literally from Italy
Longway roll the doobies, Austin Powers we groovy
[Verse 2: PeeWee Longway]
Sponsor a nigga muscle no bo-flex

Dirty Harry, double down with Semi’s
Welcome to my world nigga
Drop it on the digi I’m sellin’ it
Young Rich Nigga, look like a pretty penny, lookin’ like a pretty penny
Overnight shipping’ the package
Peek-a-boo diamonds
Young Rich Nigga look like a pretty penny, lookin’ like a pretty penny
Cocaine rocks in my rolex
Leave your ass shot for takin’ with ya
Blue Hundons in my pocket so neat

OnCue – Rent Money

Hardly ever learned my lesson
Since I [?] these hoes [?] bagging hoes is like a finger roll
In the studio, late night to get the dough, yeah
I deserve this shit I’m real as shit until the mood blown
I been schemin’, I been plottin’, yeah I’m next, I’m too close

Nothing else to lose, nothing else to prove
Man, fuck depression
My momma in a home now, I don’t got a home now
I think they know my name, and I never changed, no
Oh not this again, I been on 10
Dissing, shitting on me, now you get the vision so you kissing on me yeah
I been hitting notes and taking tokes since I was 6 years old

I don’t win no change, don’t play games with the hoes, no
There go my rent money, ya ya ya, ay
There go my rent money, fuck my life
Got the hoes tweakin’ like that one guy that’s in Panda
She a fan of 3AM, she want my dick to it
Oh not this again, getting hella bent
[Hook]
Yeah you heard the kid, I work the biz til pockets sumo
[Verse 1]

There go my rent money, fuck my life
Your name Captain [?], I don’t put shit on pedestals, damn
[Hook]
There go my rent money, ya ya ya, ay
Oh not this again, I been on 10
Lost it all, got it back, bout to do this all again
There go my rent money, ya ya ya, ay
There go my rent money, ya ya ya, ay

Got me reminiscing, all them days you wouldn’t listen
My bourbon, I mixed up, helps clear the picture
But I always keep reppin’ my state, my state
Me and her, haven’t talked but fuck it imma hit her friend like who know?
Pour me a river, I don’t need my liver
After that, started finnessin’
Got whiskey on my shirt, and my landlord, he a jerk
Shit don’t make sense, how I’m blowing through this rent I said
Smoking, drinking, keep the stressin’ away, away
I like drinking, why you pour that bourbon for me too slow
All my sessions like confession
There go my rent money, bye, bye, bye, bitch
Oh not this again, getting hella bent
Yeah, I said fuck depression
Lost control of sleeping, will I learn to let them demons go?
Shit don’t make sense, how I’m blowing through this rent I said
There go my rent money, bye, bye, bye, bitch
This been in my veins, been engraved in my bones, hey
Ay, you should see this view, how they switch they tone?
I just got a throne now, your boy up in the zone now
I been drunk all weekend, damn I been on a bender
Mixed a lil Yeezy, I should [?]
Got whiskey on my shirt, and my landlord, he a jerk
Let’s be honest, I’m like Hov and Death Cab in a blender
I just made a plan, all I did was stick to it, man
[Verse 2]

Luke James – Drip

[Take your time]
Let it, drip (mama)
Feeling on your booty but I’d rather feel your soul (soul) soul
Everything is open (oooh) everything is open baby
Let it, drip
(I like you in control, I like you control)
Let it, drip (mama)
Don’t underestimate your ability to push through
Let it, drip
You’re the one that’s chosen (mmm oohh)
[Bridge] x2
Let it, drip

Let it, drip
[Pre-Chorus]
Dive into the ocean (oooh) dive in, dive in

Girl I know you ain’t Janet but I like you in control (control)
[Pre-Chorus]
Dive into the ocean (oooh)
You too fucking fine to be dealing with some bullshit
Baby deal with your emotion (oooh) deal with them
[Hook]
Let it, drip

[Hook]

[Hook] x2
Let it, drip
Let it, drip
[Verse 1]
Let it, drip

Girl that pussy’s mine I just gotta pick a bone with it
Everything is open (oooh)

[Verse 2]

Let it, drip
Deal with you emotion (oooh)
You’re the one that’s chosen (mmm oohh)
Let it, drip (mama)
Never be afraid of the shit that you’re going through

LCD Soundsystem – Tonite

We had a paper trail that led to our secrets
But truth be told we all have the same end
‘Till versions of versions of others repeating
It’s gonna have to be good enough, I can’t do this anymore, my brain won’t work
And terrible people know better than you
You hate the idea that you’re wasting your youth

It goes "tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight"
But shit, it feels like forever
But oh, you know very well the dialect of negation
That’s all lies
By these bullying children of the fabulous
And reasonable people know better than you
And all the hits are saying the same thing
Nothing anyone can do about this
With my own late era middle-aged ramblings
I promise you this; you’re getting older
Set to parry the cocksure of men’s sick filth

And there’s nothing I can do
And there’s improvements unless
But out of the little rooms and onto the streets
Oh is everybody feeling the same stuff?
Come laughing at everything we thought was important
So you will be badgered and taunted and told that

They’re used and abused of the once so dear listener
Every lover favors the same things
Oh good gracious

Except for you
This is a love song

But that’s not right
Everybody’s singing the same song
It feels like forever
You’re missing a party that you’ll never get over
And luck is always better than skill at things
We’re flying blind
Sure enemies haunt you with spit and derision
But that’s all lies
That cost in the long run but they don’t know the short game
But friends are the ones who can put you in an exile
But embarrassing pictures have now all been deleted
And oh, I’m offering you a chance to get even
The hobbled veteran of the disk shop inquisition
It’s all "touch me, touch me, touch me, touch me tonight"
And we’re frankly thankful for the market psychology you’re hipping us to
But I’m telling you

Could make you cry, cry, cry, cry, cry
Raffling off limited edition shoes
There’s only tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight
We’re all wild
And life is finite
And you know who you are
Oh sure it’s ruling the airwaves
That you stood in the background oh until you got older
That the future’s a nightmare

I never realized these artists thought so much about dying
And what’s it you do again?
I sound like my mom

Or you’re too shocked from being used
You’ve lost your internet and we’ve lost our memory

You’re such a winner
By versions of selves that we thought were the best ones

We maybe realize what it is we need before we die
While still making mistakes that you thought you had learned from
Oh I’m a reminder

And you’re too sharp to be used
This is the best news you’re getting all week
And you’re getting older
What remains of the airwaves

Gucci Mane – I Get The Bag (feat. Migos)

You get the bag and fumble it, I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (ye)
Pull up to the spot, living too fast, droppin’ the dope in the stash (yeee-ah)
Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash!), and the car came with a blunt in it (ye)
In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (brrr!)
Don’t leave me baby just drop to your knees and please me baby
Be real with me, keep it 100, just be real with me, aye
Fuck on that bitch then I tip her (tip her!)
(It’s Gucci!)
Not from L.A. but I clip her (brrr!)
[Chorus: Quavo]
Backends I got ’em asleep, on fleek
It’s tragic baby, I pull up and fuck up the traffic baby
I know that you niggas gettin’ sick of me
Pull up to the spot, living too fast, droppin’ the dope in the stash (yeee-ah)

I put in the key and I ride the beat
100k spent on a Patek Phillippe (Phillippe!)
Convertible Wop, convertible top
Yeah!
Jay-Z couldn’t even co-sign for me
Canada ’cause I’m a money symbol
In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (brrr!)
Unfold them niggas they plastic baby

Momma said she saw me on Jimmy Kimmel (mama!)
They get the bag, had to cut it in half
Hold it up, droppin’ the temperature (droppin’ the)
Lil mama a thot (thot!), and she got ass, and she gon’ fuck up a bag (ye)
You get the bag and fumble it, I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (ye)
It’s simple, I play with the mental
[Verse 1: Takeoff]
I get that bag on the regular (bag!)
I take off, landin’ on Nebula
I’m not your average or typical (I’m not your)
I won’t even like to freestyle for free
(Takeoff!)
[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Need the rehab, I’m addicted to cash
[Chorus: Quavo]

These chains on my neck cost a mil’ a piece
I get the-I get the-I get the bag
Drop the top (drop top), when it’s cold but you feel the heat (skrrt)
Hop out the frog and leap (leap!)

Cocaine and lean, it’s federal
Bitch I’m a dog, give my treat
Be real with me, keep it 100, just be real with me, aye
Lil mama a thot (thot!), and she got ass, and she gon’ fuck up a bag (ye)
It’s drop top, wizop

Fox on my body, no Vivica (fox on my)
I pay a nigga to drive for me
Skrr
Them niggas that flex in the back don’t say nothin them niggas will kill for me
I’m savage baby, I’m killin’ these niggas closed casket baby
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
You get the bag and fumble it, I get the bag and flip it and tumble it (ye)
Eat it up like it’s a feast (eat it up), they say the dope on fleek (yeah!)
And it jump out the pot came out of jail and went straight to the top
Drop the top (drop top), when it’s cold but you feel the heat (skrrt)
Eat it up like it’s a feast, they say the dope on fleek, yeah!
Congratulations, she bring me so good that I graduated
Look at my wrist and it’s critical (look at the)
Shine
I put them bricks in the Phantom, my bitch she walk around like she Kris Jenner
Double my cup, pour a triple
I got a bag on my cellular (brrr!)
I do what I want ‘cause I’m signed to me
Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash!), and the car came with a blunt in it (ye)
In Italy, got two foreign hoes, they DM me (brrr!)
They had to hate it
Take it easy baby
Middle of Summer I’m freezin’ baby

Straight out the lot, 300 cash (cash!), and the car came with a blunt in it (ye)
Be real with me, keep it 100, just be real with me, aye
Walking with the racks I’m looking crippled (money!)
I’m fascinated two bitches so fine that I masturbated
I trap a baby, I rap but own all my masters baby
I used to break and then enter
Stop the comparing, y’all makin’ me laugh
Then Takeoff run ’em like the game of temple
It’s Gucci!
Cocaine, codeine, et cetera

Drop the top (drop top), when it’s cold but you feel the heat (skrrt)
Lil mama a thot (thot!), and she got ass, and she gon’ fuck up a bag (ye)
Percocet pill on me, ice on my neck baby chill with me (ice!)
I won’t even come out the house for free
Baggin’ up cookies, it’s medical (cookies!)
A nickel for me to take pictures (nickel!)
[?] 20 M’s on my schedule
Pull up to the spot, living too fast, droppin’ the dope in the stash (yeee-ah)
[Chorus: Quavo]
Backing up, bagging up vegetables
Eat it up like it’s a feast, they say the dope on fleek
My dope got a vertical, look at it hop (Skrrt-skkrt-skkrt)

DAYO BELLO – Mine

Why is it that you know everybody that I know?
Wishing you were mine
[Pre-Chorus]

Mine, mine, mine, mine, oh
Wishing you were mine
[Chorus]
Wishing you were mine
Wishing you were mine

[?]
[Pre-Chorus]

[Verse 1]
Like maybe we are meant to be

[Verse 2]
Wishing you were mine
Oh, is this just a dream?
Wishing you were mine
Wishing you were mine
Leaving you melting my mind
And you don’t even know
Is this love story supposed to be reality?

But these ain’t right
Wishing you were mine
And you don’t even know
[?]
You’re like my wildest dream
Wishing you were mine
I manage to see you somehow every time I’m on my phone

You’ve got a hold on me that I can’t deny
I can’t escape (I can’t escape)
I try to move on from you
Wishing you were mine

[Chorus]
Wishing you were mine
Mine, mine, mine, mine, oh
Stone, stone, stone
Oh, why’d you do this to me?
Because this lack of coincidence makes me feel
(Is this just a dream, is this just a dream?) Or is this just a dream?
You’re like my wildest dream
Mine, mine, mine, mine, oh
The thought of letting our love go freezes my thoughts at night
Wishing you were mine
[Outro]
Mine, mine, mine, mine, oh

Rittz – Indestructible

Attained and acquiring, cocaine pirates
Here’s somebody bring the hotter game that they desiring
Bad time I called up my homie but he ain’t wanna console me
[Hook]
Never had a nine-to-five, places he applied at
I couldn’t really blame him hard or rearrange the wire and
Took a shot, smoke a blunt, maybe numb your nose like who cares
Fell a victim to myself again
Double crossed, get stabbed in your back but you won’t bleed
When it all falls flat but you’re back up on both feet
Or play a couple notes
I need ’em
My homie think I’m dodging him outta
You’re punching holes
Instead he told me that Top of the Line sucked
Of course my voice would be hoarse for these huge crowds
Pray, they pray on my demise they can smell the scent
Want to see the street curve when you’re trying to go straight
When a person is shackled and trapped but they broke free
Get comfortable, love the show
Damaging my reputation, need a restoration

Double crossed, get stabbed in your back but you won’t bleed
You trusted those that cut your throat
But thunk the most, your (?) to glow
The ones that you trust come and kick while you’re down
They stomp you enough you won’t get off the ground
Through a text, cut herself for something that I’ve done
Had to postpone having kids, owning a home
Wrist game wh-wh-whipping like a (wire is?)
We can’t lose in strength
[Verse 3]
Desperation, he said he gonna kill himself, it’s all my fault
When your worth feels under attack but you won’t flee

I was sick, had untreated strep throat doctors didn’t catch
On stage, faking you’re thinking it’s all good
I was dying, why the fuck he calling me a drunk
I was trying to throw shade but it never holds weight

In the end, you’re indestructible
Think like you’re sinking they won’t let you drown
Said he wasn’t hiring, he coming out retirement
He was buzzed like I was put on Tech N9ne’s bus
It’s Rittz, bitch
Hold on how (?) burns
They dug the hole that stunt your growth
Gotta do your research on the people that you keep around assuming they believe in teamwork
Tryin’ hard to turn his life around and his mindset
Double crossed, get stabbed in your back but you won’t bleed
You couldn’t even walk in my shoe, barely scuffed the sole
When it all falls flat but you’re back up on both feet
In the booth but I took one fall
[Verse 1]
No days off, tremor skin crawling in my (?)
Had to rest or put a halt to all my calls

[Intro]
This is deja vu, back in 2014 when I came home broke

Gotta go through the motion alone ’cause
When your worth feels under attack but you won’t flee
Had a rash spreading up my arms
When a person is shackled and trapped but they broke free
Had me crying looking at my lady lying in a pool of her own blood
I was just in a green room
When it all falls flat but you’re back up on both feet
In the end, you’re indestructible
A fever that stick around for months
Homie fresh up out of jail, a violent environment
A bubble blown you bust or poke
Like I struck your pole
Spreading up my legs
In the end, you’re indestructible
Adjust or fold the crutch you hold

When your worth feels under attack but you won’t flee
Hate to see ’em coming up when I see you reverse
[Verse 2]

Anymore
I see ’em
Tryna fight the tin can, I was in the wrong
Disrupt the flow and that shot
But who’s gonna help me when

But I gotta know my scope won’t fold, won’t break, ’cause
[Hook: Rittz]
Overseas but I always get followed by bad luck
Eight grand in the hole
The suds are so inside your soul
[Hook]
Scars on my skin but surviving in a fire pit
When a person is shackled and trapped but they broke free

Joe Gifted – Water (Remix) (feat. Gucci Mane & Quavo)

Need a big scale, big bale, fishscale, all trap shit
I want a big bag, big bag, big house, big stash, a lot of cash
I want a big bag, big bag, big house, big stash, a lot of cash
Time to shine, gotta get rich
I got a big bag, all blue bills, walkin’ ’round with cash
I ran it up, you know I get a lot of that
[Chorus: Joe Gifted]
Big old diamond necklaces, I’m handsome and reckless
Now it’s all fun and games, rest my brothers in the coupe and don’t crash
Ain’t going back to jail, that’s a no, no no Mikembe
Don’t drown in that water, need snorkels
Fam straight, kid straight
Joe Gifted
Come up, you come up
In that order
I spend cash for the thrill of it, my young niggas move militant
Stay down stay down
In that order
Rent paid, got it on me, 10K
Bruce Willis, die harder, got her on ice water
Kid straight, fam straight
I need a big stash, big stash, biggest stash, biggest stash
These hoes thirsty, need water
Kid straight, fam straight
Neck piece on water
[Chorus: Joe Gifted]
Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches
Kid straight, fam straight
Havin’ big drip, big spill, big spill, hope it don’t leak
My left right wrist I watered it, my ears on that retarded shit
It’s been a long time, long grind
That new V12, I ordered it, he started it, we slaughtered it
[Verse 2: Joe Gifted]
Time to shine, gotta get rich
Keisha ridin’ shotgun in my new drop, I feel like Ca$h Out
Time to shine, gotta get rich
So much cash in her Birkin, that bitch a walkin’ stashhouse
Ain’t got time for y’all bullshit

In that order
Fourteen seventy-nine, all the way the deal, studio had bags
These hoes thirsty, need water
Your bitch, in order, my neck, make water

Wizzop
It’s been a long time, long grind
Packs in, ziplocs, got the streets in a gridlock
Stay down, stay down
[Chorus: Joe Gifted]
Stay down stay down
New look, temp fade
[Chorus: Joe Gifted]
Come up, you come up
If she ain’t shaped like a Coke bottle, then I do not bother
I can’t wait to do the video and bring that glass out
Neck piece on water
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
[Intro: Gucci Mane, Quavo, & Joe Gifted]
Ain’t got time for y’all bullshit

Call me janitor, maintenance man, ’cause I got all the damn keys
Neck piece on water
Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches
Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches
Wrist game on water
Got to shock the whole big pot, turn the stove to a wristwatch
It’s been a long time, long grind
Come up, you come up
Bad bitch with me, yeah Kim K
I want a big bag, big bag, big house, big stash, a lot of cash
You can take me to the block for real, ’cause I make that shit look easy
Guwop on that remix so you know they brought that bag out
Money calling, pick up or Jumpman, 23, MJ
Order whipped with cool water, just jumped a cool quarter
These hoes thirsty, need water
In that order
I ran it up, you know I get a lot of that
Come up, you come up
Ain’t got time for y’all bullshit
Quavo
I want a big bad, big bag, big house, big stash, a lot of cash
Brrr
Wrist game on water
Big hunchos, no quarters
These hoes thirsty, need water

Wrist game on water
Neck piece on water
I ran it up, you know I get a lot of that
These hoes thirsty, need water
I ran it up, you know I get a lot of that
It’s been a long time, long grind
Trap rap godfather, y’all need to try harder
Time to shine, gotta get rich
Kid straight, fam straight
Wrist game on water
Neck piece on water

Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches

Ain’t got time for y’all bullshit
Stay down, stay down
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Wrist game on water