Daily Archives: October 2, 2017

Shania Twain – Swingin’ With My Eyes Closed

Fist up in the air
(Only god knows how far it goes
Oh can you taste the freedom, oh oh

Another year, one more beer, another song
Swinging
Oh like we don’t care

I’m swinging with my eyes closed
Got my hair down a wide open road
Fist up in the air
I kiss you once (kiss kiss), I kiss you twice
Your whisper comes in my ear
Life is short, nights are long
Swinging
I’m swinging with my eyes closed

Oh like we don’t care
Summer’s here, bring it on

I’m swinging with my eyes closed
I’m swinging with my eyes closed
Oh like we don’t care
Fist up in the air
It’s in the air we’re breathing
Comes on the radio, so loud and clear
Not afraid of what I’m feeling, oh
I’m swinging with my eyes closed

With my eyes closed, got my hair down
A wide open road)
Nothing’s sure in this world till we’re gone

Only god knows how far it goes
Oh like we don’t care
Fist up in the air
Fear disappears each time I close my eyes

Only god knows how far it goes
Only god knows how far it goes
I follow like a season

Got my hair down a wide open road
Swinging

Snoop Dogg – Words Are Few (feat. B.Slade)

Hey
When my words are few

Things ain’t what they seem
Church all my life

Back to the fall
Things I’m going through make me act the fool
Things ain’t what they seem

Someone new with the mouthful of boot
Why you hounding me in the house of the lord?
Please don’t think I’m cruel
When my words are few
There is nothing you can do
I’m not where I’m supposed to be
Feeling like I’m fooling me
[Interlude: B.Slade & Snoop Dogg]
There is nothing you can do
But now I know the way
I’m not mad at you
Hey
Paranoid with my boys, where my keys?
Watch us, guilty
I’ll hear from the lord if I speak
Feeling like I’m fooling me
Things I’m going through make me act the fool
Sitting here smoking trees
I know god is calling me
Really normally I’m cool
When my words are few
Really normally I’m cool
And my boys trippin’ hard like nigga, chill
Oh ain’t no smiles, ain’t no joke
That’s why act an addiction, you can’t find me
Please don’t think I’m cruel
So back off and let me eat, let me feast
Grab a pen, scratch your chin, make the beat
There are times when I don’t wanna speak
Ain’t no rest for my soul til’ I come clean
No bitches, please
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
When my words are few

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]

I know that I chose to backslide
Now my boys, they come in with the deal
I was born and raised in this thing
Ain’t no move in the parking lot prophecies
I know god is calling me
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
When I should be on my knees
And that’s something I chose to do
I’m not where I’m supposed to be
I ain’t stepped outside but now I feel the light calling me
[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
Sitting here smoking trees
Maybe not, smokin’ pot on the beach
When I should be on my knees
[Verse 3: B.Slade]
And my head in the clouds, is that him?
I’m not mad at you

Talib Kweli – Heads Up Eyes Open (feat. Rick Ross & Yummy Bingham)

All the nights that we were lacking those refreshments
If he’s not really sure what he’s saying, he don’t discuss it
Take it to the top, take it to the top
Put your faith into action
We taking stock right now
These average rappers is acting up for the dough
Put your faith into action
Than what we could even imagine
The trust you put in me to be a beast with this rhyming
It’s hard to feel better
Recite the Quran, I’m in the dark

Fallen soldier on his own so we march
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Communion Sunday, my twenties, went in the [?]
It’s the facts versus the facts simile, your raps killing me
Take it to the top
Heads up and eyes open
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Roll up a bag of that weed, therefore I spark
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
It’s hard to feel better
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
They misrepresent and misquote and then they misleading you

Take it to the top
Rain down, thunder storm with the flows

Belief is a funny thing, in case you’re wondering
And some loud, I got super packs like I backed Hillary
Yea I tell you what I believe, but I back it up with what I know
Let’s go
In what you don’t see, I understand
Heads up and eyes open
[?] and these Bentleys I can’t afford
Get post-traumatic stress disorder, become an officer
God is what I see in you, so you might as well believe in you
In what you don’t see, I understand
Rolling Stones [?] was the boss
Top tier niggas blossomed in the basement
Let’s go
Heads up and eyes open
I celebrated with a bottle I just brought back from Italy
His word is his bond, but his action’s always to prove
Never [?] would hold me when I was cold
My last victory was great moments of Black history
And loves his enemies enough to deliver justice
At times he introspective, but his bible he’ll never question

I inspire the resurrection of kings like Hezekiah
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
If they want the ring, they coming for the throne like they the sons of kings
[Intro: Talib Kweli]
Just cause you are a character
A dying man will make a confession, try to get into heaven
Articulate with the bounce, now I’m back like I’m Derrick Rose
[Outro: Talib Kweli & Yummy Bingham]

Yea, that’s where we at with it
Forgive me lord for them bitches the night before
But the picture is so much bigger

A pious man relies on religion for his direction
You ready? Let’s go
It’s hard to feel better
An honest man knows only lies are scared of the truth
In what you don’t see, I understand
No excuses, if I start it then I’ll see it through
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
A violent man will stock up on weapons and go to war for his
A faithful man never need evidence to believe
Once the one on the bench with the snotty nose
But the picture is so much bigger
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Than what we could even imagine
A righteous man walks the earth without judgment
But still he gotta work for the blessings that he receives

Take it to the top, take it to the top
He’ll bleed for his beliefs practicing civil disobedience
A man of peace uses his words in different mediums
[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
A wise man know what he know and what he doesn’t
Take it to the top, take it to the top
Thinking his lifestyle is blocking his blessing
But the picture is so much bigger
Devil knocking on my door, he like a narc
Blowing weed smoke on the cover of The Source
Lost in desire, I walked through the devil’s fire
Gotta be the example for children to do their chores

That’s where the rubber meets the road and where your faith meets science
Put your faith into action
Than what we could even imagine
The media deceiving you Think what you see on TV’s true?
Don’t mean you have character

Tank – Everything (feat. Trey Songz & Ludacris)

And I got money that can do the same thang yeah yeah
[Verse1: Tank]

[Bridge]
Yeah yeah ye yeah yeah
You just want it real and if you
You look too good to take a loss
To give you everythang
You just want a nigga that’ll
Back seat of a cop car
(Everythang)
And I can give your girl everything that put in my five-course meal
(Everythang)
Let you blow the budget on the
You just want a daddy you ain’t neva’ gotta ask twice
(Everythang)
Not supposed to give a fuck about the cost, yeah
Give a real one a try
Yeah yeah ye yeah yeah
You just want a nigga that’ll
Pinned her down; got your chick in a full Nelson, nigga
Turn-up like a rock star
[Verse 2: Ludacris]
Cash I got enough to blow
(Everythang)
Oooooh Oh, you just want the cash and the fast life
[Chorus]
When you move in love you need someone that’s always down down for ya
You just wanna ride real
Know you see the Lambo’ you can see that I’m the fast type
Good sex that could go a long way

Hop your little pretty ass in and let’s floss
(Everythang)
Treat you like a pop star
You too fly to fuck with any guy

Your women pretend they brainless; my women pretend they toothless

Off; you just want the cash and the fast life
Yeah yeah ye yeah yeah
Cash I got enough to blow
You just wanna ride real
Think I got enough to show
I got all the time might as
Think I got enough to show

You supposed to wanna be wit’ a boss, whoo
Give a real one a try
Who you know go park his jet and have twenty bitches twerkin on the landin’ strip
Fast with the top off
(Everythang)
Cuff you and just fuck you in the
That’s payed up, you owe still; I need the cash in hand like dope deals

[Chorus]
You supposed to wanna be wit’ a boss, whoo
Hop your little pretty ass in and let’s floss
Slow wit’cha top off
Cuban sticks in a jacuzzi tub like Scarface Me that’s who!
Trip and whip it just for show
Niggas be rentin these houses in videos little do they know that’s my place
Lookin’ I ain’t that far
Not supposed to give a fuck about the cost, yeah

(Everythang)
You know I’m on your line
You too fly to fuck with any guy
(I like it)
(Everythang)
You just want a nigga that could change your life
[Bridge]

Treat you like a pop star

(Everythang)

You know I’m on your line
[Chorus]
Trip and whip it just for show
They can make you feel comfortable and grant your every wish
Think I got enough to show
You know I’m on your line
Cash I got enough to blow
I can make you famous got the cameras and the flashlights
You look too good to take a loss
All a nigga wanna do is blow a couple thousand how that sound to ya
(Everythang)
Trip and whip it just for show
To give you everythang
To give you everythang
Give a real one a try
Ha — wrist frozen like Queen Elsa, nigga
Well take my watch oooo-
[Verse 2: Trey Songz]
I’m here to put in work otherwise my job is useless
You too fly to fuck with any guy

(Everythang)
(Everythang)

Z-Ro – Lit Up

See you fucked with us, we got to see you die
Bottle after bottle one more DUI
Get hit up
Your fired if you are one minute late
I know y’all think I’m out my mind (out my mind)
Now I’m from a hood called fuck my people from a block named no love boulevard

You can see where his mind is at
Get lit up
Get lit up
Having meetings ’bout killing me
Bottle after bottle one more DUI

Yeah I heard what ya said
Get hit up
Get lit up
Yeah I heard what ya said
That’s how I grind (how I grind)
When you talking out your face
It’s Joseph McVey baby, shooting this a way and that way baby
But I ain’t got no time for that
And if i do a drive by I do it in a Lamborghini I am too rich to do it in a Regal (ha ha)
Nigga I lit yo whole street

The detectives gon’ close the case
Get lit up
Get lit up
You tried to kill me you son of a bitch, so welcome to the revolution
Show up at the funeral like I ain’t did nothing give condolences to all of your people
Bottle after bottle one more DUI

Was from a hood called trust my people, from a block named show love boulevard
That’s the .50 If you still living that mean you dove deep
God forgive me, I don’t want to be a devil
I give a nigga what he looking for I bet he won’t do it no more
See you fucked with us, we got to see you die
Get lit up
Get hit up
If I gotta do a murder I ain’t losing no sleep I’ma sleep so peaceful
You gon’ have to let the swelling go down
Through cereal bowl holes, yes I’m cocoa pops up in this bitch
Get lit up
Yeah I heard what ya said

Murder gangs, once they start it ain’t no stopping in this bitch
I dont play about my time (Get your shit and go)
You gon’ have to let the swelling go down
Get lit up
I’m a crip grim reaper say my name 5 times I’ma make you pay for all of your evil

Even if you living with an army it’s still off with your head
How can I catch my enemies and murder them all?
Get hit up
[Chorus]
Get hit up
So connected ‘Ro don’t need a telephone in these streets
Get hit up
The revolution gets it’s name by always coming back around in your face
Get lit up
On MLK in every city it’s a real nigga hustling
The detectives gon’ close the case
The detectives gon’ close the case
Get hit up
See you fucked with us, we got to see you die
If you try to take food off my table
And fuck niggas in the way they just on the field fumbling
Get lit up
Unghh
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Even if you living with an army its still off with your head
[Verse 1]
Now how can I ball, how can I ball
I’m a hood regular but you ain’t known in these streets
Even if you living with an army it’s still off with your head
I’ma kill, I’ma die about mine (die ’bout mine)
Gun in the front with a pound in back
I don’t pretend to be cause I am
[Tommy Lee Jones]
But these niggas be and these bitches be
You ain’t got nothing to say no more now
Y’all already know what I’m talking ’bout
Get lit up
I’ma put it in they face, Mocity Don, King of the Ghetto
There’s more to follow, I’ll stay in touch
Oh you ain’t got nothing to say no more now

For more show money and more hoe money
Houston Texas will never hear the end of me
Get hit up
Oh you ain’t got nothing to say no more now
Get lit up
But we gon’ keep that on the low cause real killers don’t talk a lot
Even when a nigga sleep I hustle
When you talking out your face
Get hit up
[Chorus]
When you talking out your face
You gon’ have to let the swelling go down

Alina Baraz – Buzzin

Spinning me around

Oh, oh
I, I need your loving

Keep, keep, keep me buzzing

Warming up my soul
I don’t wanna stop now
Oh, it’s hypnotizing
One for you
Give, give, give me something
It’s the energy
Give me something that I never had
Buzzing
Going overboard
Give me something and I’ll meet you halfway
I, I need your loving
Buzzing
All, all, all or nothing
It’s the chemistry
All, all, all or nothing
A little something that’s gonna make it last
One for you
It’s the energy
Buzzing
Fire in your eyes
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
It’s the chemistry
Keep, keep, keep me buzzing
Buzzing
Buzzing
Give, give, give me something

[Pre-Chorus]
Buzzing
[Chorus]
One for me
Striking me like lightning
[Pre-Chorus]

Buzzing
Give me something and I’ll meet you halfway
You just struck a chord
A little something that’s gonna make it last
Give me something that I never had
Oh, oh
One for me

Buzzing
[Verse 1]

Gwen Stefani – Santa Baby

Santa honey, one little thing I really need, the deed

Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Come and trim my Christmas tree

[Verse 1]
[Verse 3]
With some decorations bought at Tiffany
[Verse 5]
Santa baby, a 54 convertible too, light blue
I really do believe in you
[Bridge]

Santa cutie, hurry down the chimney tonight
Hurry down the chimney tonight
Think of all the fellas that I haven’t kissed
I’ll wait up for you, dear
[Verse 4]
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight
[Outro]
Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree for me
Been an awful good girl
Next year I could be as good

To a platinum mine
If you’ll check off my Christmas list
[Chorus]
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

[Verse 2]
Been an angel all year
Santa baby, I want a yacht and really that’s not a lot
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring
Think of all the fun I’ve missed
Let’s see if you believe in me
I don’t mean on the phone

IDK – Maryland Ass Nigga (feat. Swizz Beatz)

You little motherfuckers ain’t gangster, they know
Where the hoes at? Yeah, and not the navajos
After church, call the clique, smoke the spliff, hit the lick, split the shit
Get your hands above your fuckin’ heads! PG County Police!
Your homie on your block’ll get it too (woo!)
Oh goddamn, yes the hell I am
[Verse 2: Jay IDK & Swizz Beatz]
[Bridge: Swizz Beatz]

You little motherfuckers ain’t gangster, they know
Ballin’ to be like 2K, no Raz B
Goddammit!
[Chorus: Jay IDK]
Penitentiary when I shoulda been seein’ C’s, B’s
I ain’t have to do it, but I did it still (woo)
[Chorus: Jay IDK & Swizz Beatz]
A’s too, mama and Martin just wasn’t able
(Oh) Oh you actin’ hard now?
Runnin’ church, mama say I don’t even pay attention anyway (real)
Hit the alley, then I hit 12 with the okie doke (haha)
We don’t give a fuck about you (right)
Runnin’ pockets, gang gang (oh!)
[Intro]
Check my voicemail prior, guess who the shit was from
Skippin’ Spanish with your bitch like vamanos
I’ma run up in your house just to say I can

To keep me studyin’ history in their teepee
You little motherfuckers ain’t gangster, they know you (oh!)
You’ll never catch me (ha,) you’ll never catch me
Ski mask, coat and boots make me look like a tall athlete

You little motherfuckers ain’t gangster, they know you (right)
Don’t make me and my niggas come through (woo!)
Boss said I had a warrant, I said, "You a lie"
We (yeah)
Press your life, how the fuck you feel? (Woo!)
Okay, runnin’ halls, runnin’ school, runnin’ home
The first one in my family to see the
Don’t make me put a hit out on you (bop, bop, bop)
We don’t give a fuck about you
Take this check, buy some kicks, man it’s it, yeah that’s it (right)

At night, hit the lick with the toasty toast
But I’m sorry, them same wrongs help me write this song
Your homie on your block’ll get it too
Told my job that I quit, tell the truth, I got fired

Tell a ho that I love her when the shit ain’t true
What I’m s’posed to do? Call God now? (Right)
What I’m s’posed to do? (Yeah) Call God now?
Stick a middle-class kid in a bad school and that’s me (hi)
(Oh) Press your life, how the fuck you feel?
Third district sayin’, "Turn yourself in now ’cause we got the gun"
Don’t make me put a hit out on you (oh!)
My fruit been forbidden, you niggas ain’t gotta ask Eve
That’s messed up…
[Verse 1: Jay IDK]
That’s fucked up, I know, but fuck that, I’m grown
We (yeah)
When I hit, she my bitch when she think she my boo
I ain’t have to do it, but I did it still (Oh)
I used to hit it in the kitchen when my mama not home
Oh you actin’ hard?
The bad apple that dangled up on the fam’s tree
So they lose every time that they thinkin’ they ’bout to bag me

My description was a 5’9" nigga with mild acne
I’m tryna right my wrongs
Don’t make me and my niggas come through (yeah)

IDK – Pizza Shop Extended (feat. Yung Gleesh, Doom & Del The Funky Homosapien)

[Verse 1: Jay IDK]
So now we speedin’ to the pizza place
She called the pizza shop, said she needed a delivery
Used to have a job, but that job barely paid me
Blow your mind
This that drive-by
Load the clip, rob, repeat

They tryna go the right way, but the left said, ayy
Load the clip, rob, repeat
Everybody look at Jay
Pizza spot, pizza shop, gimme that shit, ayy

Next question is: where the tape at?
[Verse 3: Del the Funky Homosapien]
Car creepin’ up, creepin’ up, creep, creep
I used to wanna hang with Nelson and them (Nelson and them)

I got back from answerin’ job calls
You gon’ ride, ride, ride, ride, ride for the gang
Gimme that shit, ayy, gimme that shit, ayy
Roll the windows down
And if you make a sound, I might have to drown it with these rounds

[Interlude]
Run nigga, nigga, run, nigga, nigga, run
Run nigga, nigga, run, nigga, nigga, run
Someone gotta rob the shit
This that Shawty Lo in Impala
Pizza spot, pizza shop, gimme that shit, ayy

Shit, really I’m a good boy
Car creepin’ up, creepin’ up, creep, creepin’ up
Pizza spot, pizza shop, gimme that shit, ayy
Part II
Hotbox, smokin’ la la
Here’s a little story ’bout them boys that’s hittin’ licks, ayy
Each day I be fightin’ for my sanity (yeah)
Doin’ 10 straight in a cell, hot plate eatin’ Spam
Pizza spot, pizza shop, gimme that shit, ayy
Gang, gang nigga ’til the jump outs come
Hangin’ with my niggas makes me wanna start trouble
And Instagram put clowns in a jam
But that Trapaholics tag turned me to a hood boy
Telephone bring repercussions to your well-being
I used to wanna hang with Diemon and them (Diemon and them)
Dudes known to do more hustlin’ than stealin’
Stick you for the cash like my nickname Baby (brrr)
[Verse 1: Jay IDK]
Here’s a little story ’bout them boys that’s hittin’ licks, ayy
I’m already deducin’ that my ho had to have somethin’ to do with this
Roll the windows up
But that’s the way you get respect when you tryna be ’bout it
I put a gun to her neck, she put her hand on the safe
Papi snatch your soul out if you’re in your feelings
Screamin’ out the window like, “Fuck you, pay me”
Charley’s Grilled Subs tried to minimum wage me, lately
If the jump outs come, guaranteed I’m gon’
Never do no types of discussions around dealings
These days peeps do anything to make a buck (I know)
I hear a car creepin’ up and then I tell her to wait
That’s when I seen a red light blinkin’ in peripheral

I’m a gang gang nigga ’til the jump outs come
I used to wanna hang with Dae Dae and them (Dae Dae and them)
Hello out the whip
[Chorus: Yung Gleesh & Jay IDK]
[Intro]

If the jump outs come, guaranteed I’m gon’ run
Wanna be the man, but don’t see the plan
Car creepin’ up, creepin’ up, creep, creepin’ up
And you will not feel a round, shhh
[Verse 2: MF DOOM]
Finally someone let me out of my cage
Part I
Load the clip, rob, repeat
Run that shit
[Verse 2: Jay IDK]
Where the safe at? Don’t make me ask again
[Intro: Jay IDK]
With the clip, make you bye-bye
Little did they know, I’ma hit the front page in three days (damn)
I recognized her from the pizza shop
Run nigga, nigga, run, nigga, nigga, run
My ho stay mad at me (what,) she just a liability (fuck it)
I seen a fool hop out the window, just boxers on
Shit I was goin’ down that road, but my phone kept reroutin’
Blunt guts on the floor, I’m a Backwood boy
Lookin’ at me wrong, make you wish you never looked, boy
Hold up, don’t make a sound, just let his ass drive around
Run nigga, nigga, run, nigga, nigga, run
Now everybody get up on the fuckin’ ground
I took the cam’s position and reversed it like reciprocal, hah
Get focused, y’all
Drop dis like a fuckin’ gunshot blaow!
So my actin’ skills kick in, I’m Michael Jackson off of Thriller, hehehe

Me the villain
Where the safe at?
If they fight, I’ma fight, make this shit a royal rumble
They arrived, but she broke, are you kiddin’ me?
Load the clip, rob, repeat
See the opps, it’s a problem
Police car creepin’ up, creepin’ up, creep, creepin’ up
Gimme that shit, ayy, gimme that shit, ayy
Closin’ up, it’s gettin’ late

Jackin’ jackers like they tryna win the sweepstakes
‘Til they gave all three 40 years in the Pen
Knowin’ I’m no killer, but fuck it, I’m tryna be that nigga

Jacquees – At The Club (feat. Dej Loaf)

What we gonna do when we leave this club
Ever been on a jet girl don’t you panic
Think I’ma keep you
I pull up in the Wagon I put the Jeep up
This is where the party at
Let’s take a trip to the other side
He ain’t know I was this thick
I’m just trying to show you love
[Hook: Jacquees]
Boy we living lavish kick your feet up
Get used to the whips and the mansions
[Pre-Hook: Dej Loaf]
Or I can keep it classy I can get romantic
It could be simple but it ain’t easy
What you wanna do
This is where the party at
You’re a boss I wanna treat you
[Bridge: Dej Loaf]

All I wanna do
So tell me how it’s supposed to go
All the ballers showing love
I know you know what’s up
Think I’ma keep you
I used to love em, leave em
Might grab a couple if they really attractive
It’s all up to you
[Verse 1: Dej Loaf]

I’m just trying to show you love
VIP we got it packed
All the ballers showing love
[Pre-Hook: Jacquees]
Pull up in the Wagon I put the Jeep up
You’re the one I wanna know
All the ballers showing love
Girl I’m in love with all your features
Tell me if you’re thinking otherwise
Met her in the club

I know you tired of all the leeches
You’re the one I wanna know
You’re the one I wanna know
Met her in the club

T-Shirt, Panties
Girl we living lavish so kick your feet up
It’s all on us
[Hook: Jacquees]
Can you party with a thug
So tell me how it’s supposed to go
Can you party with a thug
Is get away with you

So tell me how it’s supposed to go
Met her in the club
Boy it’s something bout you

You had me at hello, what’s up
And I will love you til your knees weak
I’m just trying to show you love
Girl it’s something about you
VIP we got it packed
[Verse 2: Jacquees]
I used to love em, leave em
We hit the club together we tip the dancers
Can you party with a thug
VIP we got it packed
He said meet me in Miami

This is where the party at
[Hook: Jacquees]

KB – Dnou

Bet the bag on myself, yeah
All out of games, no tokens
Christ rules with my content
I move forward, too focus
Way, way too exhausted
Patrick Ewing in the garden
No nonsense, (No nonsense?)
[Pre-Hook]
Can’t fathom this, born again
Does it honor God and conscience?

But my quota, what’s that?
[Pre-Hook]
Don’t try to tell me how to act in this
Don’t be driven by a contract
No token, what’s that?
Generous with my goal, yeah
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
So what?
Keepin’ up with no Joneses
In a lane with myself, yeah
But I’m back to biz, and packs of kids
Boy, don’t nobody own us

Goin’ for my people starvin’
And the facts are lit, get back on the fact that is
That’ll activist with a dash of wrist

I taught KBJ no nonsense, yeah
Free as my own hair, but I got it on lock
Only one manumit
He said death can’t hold us
Free sons and the daughters
God said had to write it on the check
Race, faith, and devotion
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
To tap dance for your profits
I don’t need none of your star stats
Spurgeon with the Baldwin
Commas way after callin’
And passages attached to Him
[Verse 1]
In a lane with myself, yeah
Don’t you ever skip my process
Wrote these so my God claps
You owe nothin’ but your love man
Woke up, show love
[Hook]
Woke up, glow up, yeah
Yeah
With a faster whip, with a fashion sense
So what?
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Excuse me, I’m just tryna trust God
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Squad needed merch so we bought our own shop
Boy, don’t nobody own us
Free sons and the daughters
[Hook]

Boy, don’t nobody us
Now I’m takin’ off on Tarmacs
Radio hasn’t bought this
Boy, do what you want man
Boy, don’t nobody own us
I’m black and rich and a Nazareth
Nah, I’ma tell ya’ll my motive
Hall of Fame, where my guards at?
In a lane with myself, yeah
[Hook]
Don’t nobody own us
Boy, don’t nobody own us
Boy, don’t nobody own us
I was good way before rap
The master is back in this
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
Bet the bag on myself, yeah
I’m in love with my core fans
A lot of y’all still don’t know us
Boy, don’t nobody
In a lane with myself, yeah
There ain’t nothin’ that my God lacks

This right here ain’t a loaner
Counted our loss, counted our loss
Only die before the door slams
Write free on my coffin

Nothin’ but Satan, no love, get no love
Hip-Hop won’t involve this
Have your lawyer check the CARFAX
But ain’t talk, that’s my bonus

[Verse 2]
HGA that’s the law, yeah
In a lane with myself, yeah
Boy, don’t nobody

Was trappin’ out apartments

Finished all my lab, did it there for the money
Not amazed with contact
Boy, don’t nobody own us
A lot of y’all still don’t know us
I’m in my bag, I’m back to back compassionate

Kodak Black – I N U

Put it up then candy paint it
He done brought me a brand new car, I told him "Nigga get me a rental"
I don’t eat baby food, I don’t eat baby food
Wrap the car up just to spray it
But I hit news by myself before I hit the news with him
You goddamn right once they let me out, I’m in yo’ hoe cheeks
Maybe if they told me not to go, I probably would’ve stayed in school
I go peep the truth, see Pooh
I say my vowels for the dollar bill, I "A-E-I-O-U"
I ain’t finna be out here stalkin’ yo lady
I ain’t tellin’ you how I’ma play it
Got that glizzy, ridin’ ’round the city to this slow beat
DCF called child neglect on me
That’s a strange coupe
Paranoid, I’m livin’ dangerous
Goin’ up top catchin’ plays like I’m Victor Cruz nigga
Child abuse, I’m in the kitchen droppin’ a 14
If the neighbors hear me, they gon’ call the police
Aye
You creep just like them people too
On a boot
Codeine and orange soda, that’s my formula, I want baby food
[Intro]
You can’t even see no we and you
And I’m catchin’ picks, I’m catchin’ yours too nigga
I done whipped so much-a babies
Put a "O" in front of the Range Rover, that’s a orange coupe
I ain’t finna be out here watchin’ her page
Y’all so cute, get her

That’s why it ain’t no me and you
Peter Boo thought she for him, she for me, she for you
[Outro]
He could shoot on the roof, he peekaboo
Water whippin’ in the kitchen, I’m droppin’ a 14
[Verse]
First thing first is I-O-U
I done lost my mind all night, when I grind I don’t get no sleep
No, SG is not a crew, we a team, not a crew
I done killed so much-a babies
Hell yeah that’s what I do, but that ain’t what I do nigga
My nigga in prison goin’ crazy, keep on askin’ me ’bout his lady
1800 Tequila, I’m litty like Peter Boo
I’m a baby with a baby
‘Cause I always did the opposite, nigga I ain’t stay in school
She for you, she a swoop
You ain’t Drew Brees nigga, that’s a flu flicker
That’s a orange Range Rover coupe
And my brother ’bout to have a baby
Like how the hell I’ma tell him chill, that shit ain’t cool nigga
I done kidnapped
My nigga still be stealin’ cars, he love that stuff nigga
If the neighbors hear me, they gon’ call the police
I’ma spray first if I owe you
‘Bout to be a uncle and I’m a baby
This shit deeper to me than you
That’s a o-range rover, that’s a fruit
Damn right we hit the scene together, I hit the news with him
Paranoid, I’m overthinkin’
All that night I was ridin’ ’round the city to this slow beat
‘Cause I used to do it with him and I maneuver in ’em
Child neglect, call the DCF on me
I ain’t tellin’ you how I move nigga
I think these niggas lactose intolerant, they don’t get no cheese

I don’t even feel like nigga tellin’ ya kids to stay in school

Little Dragon – Peace Of Mind (feat. Faith Evans & Raphael Saadiq)

You can’t buy it, baby
The blues away
You can’t buy it, baby
I’m bound for you

We won’t rush it this time
Moments don’t waste with time
Peace of mind

This time a dusty Sunday will soothe
Peace of mind
Cloudless, no rain, showers surround
Let’s just lay here, right here
Moments don’t waste with time
Reaching your goals don’t please you
That stressin’ upside down
Peace of mind
[Verse 2: Yukimi Nagano]
Here together, all we need is
Won’t get caught in the chase
Here together, all we need is
Stressin’ can make this [?] less than whole
Dark days, they used to swallow my truth
Peace of mind
We won’t rush it this time
Peace of mind
[Chorus 2: Yukimi Nagano & Faith Evans]
[Pre-Chorus 2: Yukimi Nagano]
Yes, you’re in a hurry for who?
Won’t be caught in the chase
[Pre-Chorus 1: Yukimi Nagano
We won’t rush it this time
Or sweet moments, your fine life
Let’s just lay here, right here with
And hide treasures far from you
Let’s just lay here, right here
[Verse 1: Yukimi Nagano]
Second chances, they come sometimes
[Chorus 1: Yukimi Nagano & Faith Evans]
Peace of mind
So busy for the one I found

All I want is peace of mind
Rushing won’t get us anywhere [?]
Weightless, [?]
Won’t be caught in the chase
Peace of mind
So stressed, well I just wanna let you know
All I want is peace of mind
We don’t need that now
Here together, all we need is
[Chorus 2: Faith Evans]

So, we better listen to our favourite melody
[Verse 3: Yukimi Nagano]
A midnight walk, late night talk
Come here and dance with me
Go smell the flowers, go think for hours
Peace of mind

Lorde – Green Light (In The Live Lounge) (Live)

I whisper things, the city sings ’em back to you
Did it frighten you
On the light up floor
How we kissed when we danced on the light up floor?
Oh, I wish I could get my things and just let go
I know about what you did and I wanna scream the truth

I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
Hope they bite you
Brand new sounds in my mind
‘Cause honey I’ll come get my things, but I can’t let go
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
Oh, I wish I could get my things and just let go
[Chorus]

All those rumors, they have big teeth
[Verse 2]
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it

Brand new sounds in my mind

I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
Thought you said that you would always be in love
[Refrain]
But I hear sounds in my mind
[Chorus]

[Outro]

[Pre-Chorus]
We order different drinks at the same bars
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
But I hear sounds in my mind
But honey I’ll be seein’ you ‘ever I go
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
But honey I’ll be seein’ you down every road
‘Cause honey I’ll come get my things, but I can’t let go
But honey I’ll be seein’ you ‘ever I go
Hope they bite you
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it

[Refrain]
Yes, honey I’ll come get my things, but I can’t let go
On the light up floor
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
She thinks you love the beach, you’re such a damn liar
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
But honey I’ll be seein’ you down every road
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
I’m waiting for it, that green light, I want it
[Verse 1]
How we kissed when we danced on the light up floor?
Thought you said that you would always be in love
Oh, honey I’ll come get my things, but I can’t let go
[Pre-Chorus]
Those great whites, they have big teeth
Sometimes I wake up in a different bedroom
But you’re not in love no more
I do my makeup in somebody else’s car
Did it frighten you
But you’re not in love no more

Lorde – In The Air Tonight (Phil Collins Cover) (In The Live Lounge) (Live)

I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord
Well I’ve been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord, oh Lord
I can feel it in the air tonight, oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord
Well I remember, I remember, don’t worry, how could I ever forget
But I know the reason why you keep your silence up, oh no you don’t fool me
Well I’ve been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord
Well the hurt doesn’t show, but the pain still grows
It’s no stranger to you and me
Well I’ve been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord, oh Lord
I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord
And I’ve been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord
And I’ve been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord
I can feel it in the air tonight, oh Lord, oh Lord
It’s all been a pack of lies
I’ve seen your face before my friend, but I don’t know if you know who I am
Can you feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord, oh Lord
Well I’ve been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord
Well I was there and I saw what you did, I saw it with my own two eyes
Well been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord
It’s the first time, the last time we ever met
I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord
And I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord
Well if you told me you were drowning, I would not lend a hand
I can feel it in the air tonight, oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord
So you can wipe off that grin, I know where you’ve been
Well I’ve been waiting for this moment for all my life, oh Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord
I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh Lord