Daily Archives: August 30, 2017

Jay 305 – When You Say (feat. Omarion)

I’m a baller, baby
Got a full tank of gas and the AC blowin’
I was gon’ work, work, work but you played yourself
[Chorus: Omarion]
I know you heard about Jay through your father probably
[Chorus: Omarion]
A couple shots of Patrón, we pourin’
When you say you love me, it don’t mean a thing
I’ma let you hold me on your front team, yeah
A couple shots of Patrón, we pourin’
I’ma pick you in the foreign
But first I got somethin’ to say, baby
Ride it like a bull when you climb on top, girl, you know I’ma give you all I got
Ooh, I’m back at it
[Verse 2: Jay 305]
Got you sayin’ I’m in love with you
Had to hit the backstreets for my lil’ freak

GPS at 35, I be dead 3

Have you wish that you live in California
Ride it like a bull when you climb on top, girl, you know I’ma give you all I got
But that’s all, yeah, you played yourself
I’ma get up in that thang while I’m palmin’ your ass
I’m just doing what I do but I’ll make it up to you, baby
When you say you love me, it don’t mean a thing
Hit the 10, free, pay see you bounce it, so bounce it
But first I got somethin’ to say, baby
But really you ain’t sayin’ nothin’, yeah
Now I’m tryna see what’s up with you
Baby so thick, movin’ fire traffic
Tell him you be back home in the mornin’, mornin’
Who that nigga on your phone? Ignore him
Smellin’ good, feelin’ good ’cause the money keep comin’
Tell him you be back home in the mornin’, mornin’
Who that nigga on your phone? Ignore him
When you say you love me, it don’t mean a thing
Save the small talk, girl, I ain’t no counsellor
Upset, it’s a hell of a view
Got a couple R&B bitches in my pocket
Left the studio with ScHoolboy Q
I see you feelin’ yourself, I gotta tell you somethin’
[Verse 1: Jay 305]
September 4th, just like Beyoncé, baby
So I’m ready to go when you ready
I tried to told you, girl, I tried to warn ya

But I’m ready to go when you ready
When you say you love me, it don’t mean a thing
I’ma pick you in the foreign
I’m just doing what I do but I’ll make it up to you, baby

Stormzy – Cigarettes & Cush (feat. Kehlani)

You got those cigarettes and cush
I’ll write a song to you
And I missed your call
When I don’t answer my phone
Since you left my side
You got those cigarettes and cush
‘Cause you don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
But I can never see me leavin’
But please don’t start with that tone, ’cause girl
You don’t ever let me down
And them tears on your face
And I’m deep in the south side
You don’t ever let me down
What’s mine is yours, give you space to breathe here

And I missed your call
‘Cause sometimes I just can’t spill my thoughts to you
So don’t stress no more
All those other girls just look
As much as you feel you’re a thorn

You got those cigarettes and cush
No more cush
And I pray God saves you
I promise
Just weed and cush, that’s a major key here
I didn’t stop to pause
No more smoke

I didn’t stop to pause
But I’ma fix all my mistakes
But Mary makes it easy to talk to you
Now what have you done, Stormz?
You don’t ever let me down
I can’t ever let you down, down, down
So don’t stress no more (don’t you stress no more)
You got those cigarettes and cush
And girl I know it gets on your nerves sometimes
Come home from a long hard day with the dons
I took you in every day
I know I never see your face
You got those cigarettes and cush
I didn’t stop to pause
You don’t ever let me down
But I cut you deep
But there ain’t no vibe
You got those cigarettes and cush
I’ll still pass the bong to you
No more cush
You got those cigarettes and cush
And yeah I double back on my words at times
I just wanna say thank you
Smokin’ smoke ’til we’re wavy and gone
We may get in fights
No more cush

We were so much more
You got those cigarettes and cush
You got those cigarettes and cush
But you know night turn into day
You don’t ever let me down
But it don’t mean I won’t treat ya
You don’t ever let me down
So don’t stress no more
You don’t ever let me down
No more cush
You don’t ever let me down
Now there’s no more cush
Now there’s no more weed
You don’t ever let me down
You don’t ever let me down
Yeah, then you play me a song
In the way that you feel, I come home
You don’t ever let me down
I won’t ever let you down
Fix what I broke
I’m sorry that I’m late

You don’t ever let me down
If you’re wondering, yeah I’m still here because I see us

Now what have you caused?
You don’t ever let me down

Got me smokin’ a blunt now
You don’t ever let me down
To a blunt full of that reefer

But you know night turn into day
And I know how it looks
But I’ma fix all my mistakes
They ain’t never takin’ your crown
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
Man, I just wanna fix you
Aww, yeah
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
Tryna find that buzz
No covers on the sofa
You don’t ever let me down
And baby, that’s my fault (that’s my fault, baby)
Got those cigarettes and cush
Belong to you
I’m sorry it’s been long Like where’s my pretty baby?
And baby, that’s my fault
And baby, that’s my fault
But it’s real
And I missed your call
I love you, you know, but I can’t be there
You don’t ever let me down
The beat to my heart
You got those cigarettes and cush
Somethin’ ’bout our cruise to high can bring us
No more cush, yeah
At the end of every day I belong to you
You don’t ever let me down
I was lookin’ for my brown skin
It’s been like a month now
I’ll do no wrong to you
‘Cause you saved my life
You got those cigarettes and cush
All I did was push
I know I never see your face
And I can’t find love
And we weren’t just bredrens
‘Cause I fucked up badly
You don’t ever let me down
You don’t ever let me down
I’m sorry that I’m late
You got those cigarettes and cush
Now there’s no more weed
Between us, ground so far beneath us
You don’t ever let me down
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
But I’ma fix all my mistakes
You got those cigarettes and cush
Sometimes I can’t read ya
I know I never see your face
You got those cigarettes and cush
Every day when it rains
Sober just don’t please us
But when I get home, just roll my weed, yeah
‘Cause you don’t ever get me down
I won’t ever let you down
Man, I pray all night
You don’t ever let me down
Down, down, down, down
Girl, you was my hero
I’m sorry that I’m late
Man, they tear me apart
You got those cigarettes and cush
But you know night turn into day
You got those cigarettes and cush

ASAP Ferg – Nandos

[Chorus]
Remember me
This what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
That’s what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
This Hennessy got me fucked up, yeah I ain’t feelin’ my pain though
Money and violence
That’s what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)

This what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
Remember me
[Intro]
24/7 on the corner all my niggas they be all survivin’
The ass and legs got me dippin’ out, we gon’ fuck with the Lambo
Remember me
Motherfucker don’t you see that I’m ridin’
That’s what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Hundred bottles in the club when I land though
I’m not talkin’ lyrical
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
This USA shit get it critical Fuck what you thinkin’ my nigga?
Remember me
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
That’s what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
The pigs fuckin’ with me I’mma turn into Django
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
Remember me

You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
[Chorus]

Used to only hear ice cream trucks now all we hear is sirens
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
We gotta get a couple model bitches we gon’ fuck on the damn boat
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
That’s ’cause this fucking world only stuck on money and violence
We was in the PJ flying high fucking up Nandos

You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Landed in Cannes for a couple bands, that was the plan though
Call up a Uber now my little niggas will finish you
Remember me
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
I’m talkin’ po-po-po that be shootin’ niggas in the blues
Let’s ride on these niggas ’til Kirk Knight gotta speed up the tempo

You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Feelin’ my pain though
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)

Nowadays shit is crazy out here man
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)

Shit is so cynical
[Chorus]
Fuckin’ hatin’ niggas damning my interviews
Now look what I did to you
Gotta protect yourself, yeah
[Verse 1]
[Verse 2]

Kid Ink – Sweet Chin Music

Way I’m feelin’ and I’m lookin’ ain’t no seein’ wrong (No)
I’m the same as you left me nigga
[Chorus]
Young Aries, nigga, always been a LA Ram
Mmm Hmmm
Jumpin’ off the top, I hope you can catch me
Yeah, couple of ’em changed soon as they got the news
[Outro]
Know you see the Rock like I’m wrestlin’ nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
[Chorus]

You can’t never tell me nothin’ when I’m on my line (Woo)
I lost my mind and stopped second guessin’ (Mmm Hmmm)
Gettin’ to the money, not a question nigga (Mmm Hmmm)

Tell that bitch that she can suck it, this DX
Walkin’ out to my theme song
Know you see the Rock like I’m wrestlin’ nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Live the dream, tag-team everything two toned

Egh!
All black, I don’t feel like Ricky, more like Jimmy Ross
Before 21, these bitches know I been savage
Mmm Hmmm
Why we never see you niggas, you chameleon (Mmm Hmmm)
I can tell what you say about me in your interviews
[Intro]
Seen the ass, baby girl, and I ain’t think long
Said I’m never goin’ back, put that on my tombstone
Ask me what’s you name, might forget the answer (Mmm Hmmm)
Never bandwagon, neighbors mad my pants saggin’
When I pull up, do my reps and then I flex
I’m the same as you left me nigga (Mmm Hmmm, Mmm Hmmm)
Mmm Hmmm
And then I picked her up for that power bomb
I’ll take everything in here except for chances (Mmm Hmmm)
Know you see the Rock like I’m wrestlin’ nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Made it outta hell with this undertaker flow
You been talkin’ ’bout then I light another flare
Sweet chin music, hit the blunt, you feel that?
Only thing changed how we dressin’ nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Only thing changed is addresses nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Mmm Hmmm
[Verse 1]
I’m the same as you left me nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Yeah
(Mmm Hmmm) Sweet chin music, hit the blunt, you feel that?
[Chorus]
One day, I’ma run backstage with the chair

Mmm Hmmm
Gettin’ to the money, not a question nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Now I flip the money up and I do the tombstone

I’m the same as you left me nigga (Mmm Hmmm)
Belt up on my shoulder, don’t forget who’s champion
Ask me if I’m high, bitch, you know I’m NASA (Mmm Hmmm)
[Verse 2]
I be in the building doin’ all my taunts
Mmm Hmmm
Gettin’ to the money, not a question nigga (Mmm Hmmm)

Fifth Harmony – He Like That (On Good Morning America) (Live)

He trip when he on it, one taste and he want it
He like that love, love, love
Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
I’m like that drug, drug, drug
He like that bang, bang, bang
He stupid dumb, all he ever want is some
I’m like that drug, drug, drug
He love that bang
He got that rough neck swaggy, but he know how to hide it
You got the tats on your arm get a bad girl excited
I be that girl with the pumps in the bump
He like that bomb, bomb, bomb
He going to stupid dumb
He like that bang, bang, bang
You put that bass in the beat, won’t you beat it up inside it?

He lose his brain
I’m like that drug, drug, drug
Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
He like the girls with the pumps in the bump
You got that good boy attitude and yeah, I kind like it
He got a thing for them girls that make their money overnightning
(Drug) He love that hit and run

He like that bomb, bomb, bomb
I know he bad for my health, but i still wanna try it

Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
He like that love, love, love

I be that girl with the pumps in the bump
(Bomb) He love that bomb, bomb, bomb
I got that pumps in the bump and you know you wanna try it
He trip when he on it, one taste and he want it
He trip when he on it, one taste and he want it
Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump

Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
He like the girls with the pumps in the bump

He got that dope boy cash, but he get it 9 to 5ing
He like that bomb, bomb, bomb
He like that love, love, love
He like the girls with the pumps in the bump

(Love) He love that thang
He like that bang, bang, bang

The National – Day I Die

I’d rather walk all the way home right now than to spend one more second in this place

The day I die, the day I die
Don’t do this, I don’t do this to you
I’m exactly like you Valentine, just come outside and leave with me
I don’t need you, I don’t need you
[Chorus]
Besides I barely ever see you anymore
The day I die, the day I die
I get a little punchy with the vodka just like my great uncle Valentine Jester did

Where will we be?

Where will we be?
The day I die, the day I die
For years I used to put my head inside the speakers
[Chorus]
Where will we be?
[Chorus]
But he had to deal with those people like you who made no goddamn common sense

And when I do it feels you’re only halfway there
Where will we be?
Young mothers love me even ghosts of
[Bridge]
Let’s just get high enough to see our fathers’ houses
Don’t expect me to enjoy it
[Verse 2]
The day I die, the day I die
The day I die, the day I die
The day I die, the day I die
In the hallway when you get too high and talk forever
They will meet me anytime and anywhere
The day I die, the day I die
Girlfriends call from Cleveland
The day I die, the day I die

Where will we be?
Where will we be?

Where will we be?
Where will we be?
‘Cause I really don’t have the courage not to turn the volume up inside my ears
The day I die, the day I die
[Verse 1]
Where will we be?
Let’s just get high enough to see our problems
The day I die, the day I die
Where will we be?
[Verse 3]

Rita Ora – Your Song (feat. Ed Sheeran) (Acoustic)

I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love
I don’t wanna hear sad songs anymore
I only wanna hear love songs

I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love
[Post-Chorus]
I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love
I only wanna hear love songs
‘Cause your song’s got me feeling like I’m
When I kiss your lips, feel my heartbeat thump
I found my heart up in this place tonight

I got a reason, so man, put that record on again
So keep on kissing my mouth and put that record on again
‘Cause your song’s got me feeling like I’m
And then you say, "Love, baby, let’s go back to my flat"
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, you know, your song’s got me feeling like I’m

[Pre-Chorus 2]
No fear but I think I’m falling, I’m not proud
[Verse 2]
But I can taste you on the tip of my tongue
I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love

Yeah, you know your song’s got me feeling like I’m
And then you say "Love, this is what it’s all about"
‘Cause your song’s got me feeling like I’m
And then we make love, right there on your best friend’s couch
Don’t wanna sing mad songs anymore
And now we’re way up, dancing on the roof of the house

Only wanna sing your song

[Chorus]
Don’t wanna sing mad songs anymore
No risk so I think I’m all-in
I don’t wanna hear sad songs anymore
Only wanna sing your song
I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love
I only wanna hear love songs
I only wanna hear love songs
I found my heart up in this place tonight
[Chorus]
I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love

Alone without no warning
Only wanna sing your song

And when we wake up, never had a feeling like that
‘Cause your song’s got me feeling like I’m
I found my heart up in this place tonight
[Chorus]
Only wanna sing your song
I don’t wanna hear sad songs anymore

Don’t wanna sing mad songs anymore
I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love
You’re by my side and we’ve got smoke in our lungs
[Bridge]
I found my heart up in this place tonight
Last night we were way up, kissing in the back of the cab
Yeah, you know your song’s got me feeling like I’m
I woke up with a fear this morning
But I’m usually the type of girl that would hit and run
[Post-Chorus]
I don’t wanna hear sad songs anymore
[Verse 1]
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Don’t wanna sing mad songs anymore

Money Man – Step On It

Now i got stacks all inside of a mattress
My feet got Margielas don’t step on ’em
I told lil mama "don’t miss ya’ blessings"
‘Til the world mine, i’m never satisfied
I let the tractor trailer bring ’em in
I feel them xans in my system
Feeling so grateful, niggas so hateful
I’m mixin’ the soda
I feel them xans in my system
I take a brick and I step on it
I sold a bale and I don’t regret it
I let the tractor trailer bring ’em in
You ain’t getting money, you trippin
That act be diluting my system
Act in my system impairing my vision
You know a plug, well I know a few
You know what that hustle can do for you
I sold a bale and I don’t regret it
I’m an example of what the streets make you
My feet got Guiseppes no step on ’em
I hit that bitch and I don’t regret it
She say when I hit her she satisfied
I feel them xans in my system
That act be diluting my system

‘Til the world mine, i’m never satisfied
I’m in the trap weighing p’s, i’m relaxin’
[CHORUS]
VVS’s, they attracting the women
I just might bring my niggas outta prison
Diamonds they clear & they purified
I just put 30 thousand on the table
Play with the squad and get euthanized
You know what this choppa’ can do to you
My first mixtape, niggas slept on it
Feelin’ like sosa, i’m playin’ with soda
You ain’t getting money, you trippin
Diamonds they glisten
I hit that bitch and I don’t regret it
I sold a bale and I don’t regret it
I take a brick and I step on it
You ain’t getting money, you trippin
[CHORUS]
I take a brick and I step on it
I’m in the field, boy you know that i’m active
You know what that hustle can do for you
I might pull up in the latest edition
‘Lil mama fine and she ‘muhfuckin tempting
My first mixtape, niggas slept on it
You ain’t getting money, you trippin
I feel them xans in my system
My feet got Guiseppes no step on ’em
Play with the squad and get euthanized
I hit that bitch and I don’t regret it
You know what that hustle can do for you
I feel them xans in my system
My feet got Margielas don’t step on ’em
I take a brick and I step on it
They took my mixtape and slept on it
I get that check and it’s so excessive
That act be diluting my system
Play with the squad and get euthanized
You don’t get money, ‘lil nigga you tripping

We roll that pressure, it’s so excessive
We roll that pressure, it’s so excessive
I sell you a bag and that shit gon’ be ova’
[VERSE 2]

My feet got Margielas don’t step on ’em
You know what this choppa’ can do to you
Look at the scoreboard, ‘lil nigga we winnin’

Started up growin’ it
He ran off with a pack he never ate again
She say when I hit her she satisfied
I feel them xans in my system
That act be diluting my system
Play with me nigga, yo’ life gon’ be over!
You ain’t getting money, you trippin
My plug threw me 30 and I told him thank you
‘Til the world mine, i’m never satisfied
You know a plug, well I know a few
She say when I hit her she satisfied
They wanna fuck with me, my prices attractive
We roll that pressure, it’s so excessive
I told lil mama "don’t miss ya’ blessings"
My bitch is attractive, my shooter a savage
That pressure got me like a alien
I told lil mama "don’t miss ya’ blessings"
I walk around with a check on me
[CHORUS]
You know what this choppa’ can do to you
I put my soul in it, bought it foreclosed on it
Diamonds they clear & they purified
I slept on the floor right on top of a mattress
My feet got Guiseppes no step on ’em
These are Margielas, don’t step on ’em
We take them bricks and we step on ’em
That act be diluting my system
You say you get money, I get it too
I take a brick and I step on it
I get that check and it’s so excessive
You know a plug, well I know a few
I walk around with that five on me
I take a brick and I step on it
You say you get money, I get it too
You ain’t getting money, you trippin
You say you get money, I get it too
That act be diluting my system
[VERSE 1]
Diamonds they clear & they purified
I get that check and it’s so excessive
I’m a boss, I don’t have no restrictions
My first mixtape, niggas slept on it

Maroon 5 – What Lovers Do (feat. SZA)

[Verse 2: SZA]
What lovers do
{Hook: Adam Levine & SZA]
Been wishin’ for you am I lucky or not, lucky or not, lucky or not?

[Chorus: Adam Levine]
Say say say, hey hey now baby
Ooh, ooh
What lovers do
Been wishin’ for you
Been wishin’ for you

Say say say, hey hey now baby
Young enough to chase
Been wishin’ for you
Try to do what lovers do (ooh)
Ooooh, oooh
So let’s get one thing straight now baby

Ooh, ooh
Try to do what lovers do (ooh)

Ooooh, oooh
Say say say, hey hey now baby
Both of us should know better
Try to do what lovers do (ooh)
Ooh, ooh
Tell me tell me if you love me or not, love me or not, love me or not
Been wishin’ for you
Ooooh, oooh

Ooh, ooh
Oh my my, don’t play now baby
Been wishin’ for you
What lovers do

Are we too grown for changin’?

Been wishin’ for you
Try to do what lovers do (ooh)
Tell me, tell me if you love me or not, love me or not, love me or not
I bet the house on you, am I lucky or not, lucky or not, lucky or not?
Been wishin’ for you
You gotta tell me if you love me or not, love me or not, love me or not
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooooh, oooh
But old enough to know better
I bet the house on you, am I lucky or not, lucky or not, lucky or not?
Oh and I can’t wait forever baby
Are we too grown for games?
Try to do what lovers do (ooh)
Ooooh, oooh
You gon’ make me hit you with that lay down, baby (oh)
[Hook: Adam Levine]
Been wishin’ for you
Ooooh, oooh
Been wishin’ for you, am I lucky or not, lucky or not, lucky or not?
Try to do what lovers do (ooh)
Ooooh, oooh
[Bridge: Adam Levine & SZA]
You know what I need, you don’t have to cave, now baby
Ooh, ooh
Say say say, hey hey now baby
Try to do what lovers do (ooh)
Ooh, ooh

[Hook: Adam Levine]
Ooooh, oooh
Are we too grown to mess around?
Are we too grown to play around?
[Verse 1: Adam Levine]
Try to do what lovers do (ooh)
You gotta tell me if you love me or not, love me or not, love me or not

Kodak Black – 1000

It ain’t gonna hurt no more
Same hoes I was fucking, they ain’t sending nothin’
[Verse 2]
Them red and them blue lights

I ain’t going back no more
Tryna’ direct foul me
In the shadows of the dark with the moon light
A false move can cost me my whole life
Them hoes ain’t want me cause they see my wrist didn’t bling
I ain’t going back no more
16, I’m ready to catch 16
You get to fuck the same niggas that you beefin’ with
(I’m still young)
Lil Kodak, but hated Jay Black
I let the projects raise me
I ain’t going back
The life of a project baby
[Hook]
The life of a project baby
Tryna’ hit the top they just wanna down me
Them red and them blue lights
And if they catch me with this here, I’m gon’ make the news
I won’t going back

Cause I ain’t going back no more
I ain’t going back no more
Fast lane, so if I ever crash, bruh it’s head first
Say, if you fail once, bruh just clap twice
Get out on good behavior, so that’s 15

[Verse 1]
[Refrain]
Got me throwin’ rocks out the chain gang
[Hook]
[Hook]
Cool told me that, he said it’s funny
Yeah he told me be swift every time I move
Shine on me, I continue to move like

Cause I ain’t going back no more
Shine on me, I continue to move like
I ain’t going back no more
Project baby plus I’m Haitian so no love for me
A false move can cost me my whole life
And that life you need lord, just to maintain
My life a coin toss, tails first
Whenever ballin’ said they wouldn’t put me on they team
(I won’t go back)
Same niggas wanna do me in they say they love me
Cause I ain’t going back no more
I won’t go back
(I’m still young)
Told me sleep is for the rich, so I don’t even dream
He had me trafficking, speeding, running lights
(I’m still young)
It ain’t gonna hurt no more
Yeah that chain round my neck, it hangin’ where it swang
Shine on me, I continue to move like
My shoes wasn’t clean
And you a youngin’, it get ugly
I ain’t going back, to the same shit, same crap
A false move can cost me my whole life
I won’t go back
I won’t go back
In the shadows of the dark with the moon light
Cause I ain’t going back no more
(I’m still young)
It ain’t gonna hurt no more
Them red and them blue lights
They used to clown me
So I ain’t going back broke to the same thing
In the shadows of the dark with the moon light
I ain’t going back no more
Shine on me, I continue to move like
My nigga cool called me, so when you in this bitch
Was 15, jumped in the streets head first
In the shadows of the dark with the moon light
A false move can cost me my whole life
Switching lanes, I’m gone like, every night
I’ma lil soldier, cracka’ tryna’ wave me over
It ain’t gonna hurt no more
That you the only son or somethin’
I ain’t going back no more
I ain’t going back no more
I’m from the ugly
(I can’t go back)
Turn the reigns, got me in the fast life
I let the projects raise me
(I can’t go back)

Them red and them blue lights
I miss my nigga cool, yeah I really do
[Hook]
(I won’t go back)
But that second time boy, you better get it right
I ain’t going back no more

Key Glock – Momma Told Me

Boy yo squad don’t ball no more
But I still don’t trust a soul
She say I’m fly like a pilot
And they still cut throat
Money, money, money
My momma always told me
Watch that boy, he ain’t your nigga

Hell nah, I ain’t no hoe
I just want to know
I’ma pop a xan
Watch that boy, he ain’t your nigga
[Intro]
I keep a bankroll
You know I keep a Glock
That’s why I’m on that every hour
But nah, I can’t go
I got two 30 clips
But that hoe a lie
I’m rollin Swisher Sweets
Yeah, money still pilin
And if you ain’t talkin bout money
Catch me racin to that paper
My momma always told me
Boy, get off yo ass, go get it
They say time is money
My momma always told me
Trynna have me in the county
Whole lot of everything man
I’m my Brother’s Keeper
More than Will love Jada
Plug just brought a load
But I still don’t trust a soul
I love smokin dope
Ain’t shit I need to know
My niggas cuttin checks
My momma always told me
Whole lotta paper
My momma always told me
Plug just brought a load
So you know that we on go
And if you ain’t talkin bout money
Boy it’s plenty
Baby girl that’s all I know
Ain’t shit I need to know
Money keep stackin
[Verse: 1]
I love my .9
My momma told me fuck these bitches
You know what the fuck goin on
You know I keep a Glock
I’m big shot like [?]
Boy it’s plenty
We just slave ‘em then replace ‘em
Boy you gone get that Audi
Watch that boy, he ain’t your nigga
So you know that we on go
Boy, get off yo ass, go get it
Yeah, you know we had to take some
[Verse: 2]
My momma told me fuck these bitches
Boy, get off yo ass, go get it
Boy it’s plenty
[Hook]
But this shit I smoke so sour
She want my tip just like she Tiny
Tell ‘em catch up
Y’all just like the Lakers
These niggas be snitchin
Why they hatin on the low
Pourin 4’s and movin slow
Paper route business
I’m big shot like [?]
CEO said grind
Plug just brought a load
Before we bust yo lil tomatoe
My niggas pull up, straps
That’s why my pockets always swole
Bitch, I call them Twin Towers
Money, money, money
These hoes, we ain’t savin

I love smokin dope
Finesse that shit quick
Bad bitch from the islands
[Hook]
Bring a whole lotta haters
I’m my Brother’s Keeper
You know I keep a Glock
I’m a sack chaser
Put a tag on his toe
I’m big shot like [?]

[Hook]

My momma always told me
Yeah, they blast like G.I. Joe

I’m my Brother’s Keeper
I love smokin dope
My momma told me fuck these bitches
Pourin 4’s and movin slow
Baby girl that’s all I know
Pourin 4’s and movin slow
Heard you want some beef
I let my niggas come and cater
So you know that we on go
Aye

Money, money, money
Baby girl that’s all I know
But I still don’t trust a soul

HyunA – ‘베베 (Babe)

너의 손길 땜에 Babe babe babe
나 I’m just 26 26
내 모습이 Babe babe babe babe
잠 안 오네
나도 이렇게 될 줄은 몰랐어
(내일이 되면) 상상도 못할
나 오늘 잠 안 오네 너 땜에 잠 안 오네
U make me 열아홉 열아홉 열아홉

U make me baby girl baby girl baby girl
왜 아기 취급해 살살 다루니 날
왜 자꾸만 그렇게 하냐고

또 듣고 싶나 봐 Tell me I’m your babe babe
내 모습이 Babe babe babe babe
나도 이렇게 될 줄은 몰랐어
널 보고 있으면 나도 모르게
I am just 26 26 26
눈빛이 생각나서 말투가 생각나서
나도 모를 너도 모를 내 모습이 내 모습이
네 앞에서 가늠 안돼 내 나이가
매일 애가 타잖니 어쩜 이렇게 몸이 꼬이는지 Babe
U make me 24 24 24
이건 어리광이 맞아 예뻐해 줘
네 앞에선 Babe babe babe babe
막 이렇게 어? 이렇게 어
내 모습이 Babe babe babe babe

너의 눈빛 땜에 Babe babe babe

또 듣고 싶나 봐 Tell me I’m your babe babe
천하의 내가 너 땜에 안달복달

I feel like 21 21 21
Now I’m your baby girl baby girl baby girl
어서 데려가 좀 더 놀아줘 봐
또 듣고 싶나 봐 Tell me I’m your babe babe
(어제보다 더) 내가 좀 더 이상해져
무슨 마법이라도 걸었니 비나이다

(오늘 하루도) 내가 아닌 것 같아져 자꾸
계속 실실대냐고

나 듣고 싶나 봐 Tell me I’m your babe babe
네 앞에선 Babe babe babe babe

U make me 25 25 25
I feel like 열다섯 열다섯 열다섯
뭘 봐 뭘 자꾸만 봐 뭐가 좋다고
널 보고 있으면 나도 모르게
U make me 열일곱 열일곱 열일곱
나 듣고 싶나 봐 Tell me I’m your babe babe

Mick Jenkins – A Layover

Hopscotch ain’t the only chalk we seen on South Side pavements
While these niggas quote alternative facts
I think he know we eating good like them small ass plates
{cough}
‘Cuz the flower tend to bring the noise
They won’t give me my respect
Hotel trying to kick us out
[Verse]
Still watching niggas like a fucking hawk
Pack in my napshack, she think I"m musty
Silver spoon, I don’t need no clout
We make them bring an ounce
I’m overseas in alternative traps
The driver hit me with the "enchante"
If it sound like hate, don’t bring it my way
We 7 hours ahead, nigga all y’all late
Find a plug we in town for the night
Yeah
I’m off of Cottage Grove and we just landed out in Charles de Gaulle
They held me back, I had a water in my bag, its just a habit, brah
We 7 hours ahead, nigga all y’all late
If it sound like hate, don’t bring it my way
Outline resemble Keith Haring’s imagination
5 am flight, despite
I just let that nigga hit the joint
I rarely watch the news
Covertly concealed and stuffed deep
How you have the mask on nigga all y’all fake
We 7 hours ahead, nigga all y’all late
I think he know we eating good like them small ass plates
I like to say writer before both
I lightly say drummer before rapper
They judging my steps they don’t know my walk
5 flights this week, I do this motherfucka
Won’t you let me through this motherfucka
Hop in the Uber, I’m in customs in 30
Took my last drag, you can have it back
Told my girl, she think I’m lucky
First class, got ’em looking like, "Who this motherfucka?"
The driver hit me with the "enchante"
It must be
Its more smoke they request

Matthew Dear – Bad Ones (feat. Tegan & Sara)

Freaking out and paralyzed
I’m one of the bad ones
I don’t think you’d like me
Your body takes me
I haven’t told you lies this year
I don’t think you’d like me
I haven’t stolen things in years
Wouldn’t send you flowers if my love was insincere
I don’t think you’d like me
And that’s why you feel lucky
I don’t think you’d like me
I’m one of the bad ones
I’m one of the bad ones

I don’t think you’d like me
[Chorus: Tegan and Sara]
Hate flowers but they seem to work on you my dear
I’ve played a role in all your tears

Freaking out and paralyzed
[Chorus: Matthew Dear & Tegan and Sara]
And that’s why you feel lucky
[Verse 3: Matthew Dear]
I’m one of the bad ones

If I was one of the good ones
And that’s why you feel lucky

[Verse 1: Tegan and Sara]
If I was one of the good ones
Your body makes me
I haven’t told you lies this year
[Chorus: Matthew Dear & Tegan and Sara]
If I was one of the good ones
Freaking out and paralyzed

Hate flowers but I’m gonna leave you souvenirs
And that’s why you feel lucky
Your body tempts me
I’m one of the bad ones
[Chorus: Tegan and Sars]
Wouldn’t send you flowers if my love was insincere

And that’s why you feel lucky
I’m one of the bad ones
[Chorus: Matthew Dear & Tegan and Sara]
And that’s why you feel lucky
I don’t think you’d like me
If I was one of the good ones
If I was one of the good ones
[Chorus: Matthew Dear & Tegan and Sara]
If I was one of the good ones
Your body tells me
[Verse 4: Matthew Dear]
[Verse 2: Tegan and Sara]

Freaking out and paralyzed

Key! – Grown Key

You know what’s up, Man you know what’s up
[Hook:Key!]
(Aye)
(Aye)
When there ain’t no fuckin’ feel, ( fuckin’ feel)
Hot in Zone 6 man I made bail (post bail)
[Verse 1: Key!]
For his boy and his will
Fuck a friend, I ain’t friendly
Man this shit will never end (never endd)

I knew that’s how I’m feeling (how I’m feeling)
I knew that was the beginning
Yeah, fly on down
I don’t really hate (I don’t really hate)
I knew it weren’t there
That’s just Curt, Man i popped a perk (popped a perk)
If i tell you about my lifestyle ( about my lifestyle)
Imma-Imma grown ass man
I’m a treat me and my family great

Fuck a friend, I ain’t friendly
I’m a grown ass man (aye)

Let’s fly on down
I’m a grown ass man
[Hook:Key!]
Man I grew up very sleazy (very sleazy)
(Mumbles)
Who work more harder?, I might drown ’em
[Verse 2: Key!]
You’ll be lucky if you fucking had me (fuckin’ had me)
If you was you could relate (could relate)
I’m a grown ass man
I don’t wanna feel now ( feel noww)
You’ll tell me that my life wild ( that my life wild yah)
When my momma died I ain’t waste a tear (waste a tear)
I’m a grown ass man (aye)
Shoutout Adam Field
My first son Rest in Peace
I ain’t no baby daddy ( no baby daddy)
Shit get deep regu-ly (regu-ly)
(Mumbles) imma smirk
I’m a grown ass man (aye)
And you taught little shawty well
(Mumbles)
Like 2010, I think it was 2010 i was 19, you know, I made a song you know what I’m sayin, my baby momma, my first baby momma was pregnant with my first son, ya know what I’m sayin, Blake, Rest in Peace he died he choked on his [?], ya know what I’m sayin’, of course i got his face, I got his name tatted on my face, if you ever wonder, ya know what I’m sayin’, I had a beautiful son at the age of 20 after my first son his name is Cameron, ya know what I’m sayin’, after that time i felt like a
Imma-Imma grown ass…
(Mumbles) what we worth
I’m a grown ass man (grown ass man)
I’m a grown ass man
(Grown ass man)
I’m a grown ass man
I only sell bags, not grams
Ok, my baby boy called he look like his momma
[Outro}
’95 watched a nigga bleed (bleed)
I’m a grown ass man (aye)
I get chills (huh)
North side I gave ’em niggas hell (gave ’em niggas hell)

Man I make it look easy (look easy)
East side man ya showed me (hey)

Fuck a double cup, I only sip brandy
I’m a grown ass man
I’m a grown ass man
My second son he look just like me

I’m a grown ass man
I’m a grown ass man
[Intro:]
Messy, these bitches messy like DJ Drama
I’m a grown ass man
I popped at you and bitch in yo city
Man why you so alarming?
Fuck you, I want M’s (M’sss)
Fuck you, I want M’s (M’sss)
I only sell bags, not grams
Shoutout Yogi that’s my fucking bro (my bro)
Imma-Imma grown ass man
Man this shit will never end (never endd)