(hah)
Kom bo shumë gabime e s’po m’don mo (yah yah)
S’e di a po m’don a s’po m’don mo
Paranojat gjith’ m’ka sillen afër kryt
Plot herë ti ma ke shty se ke dasht me kry
Plot herë m’ke thy e m’ke pshty
Kur kom ardh natën vonë e krejt shpin e kom thy like
Me m’bo për veti veç ti je kon e zonja (ay)
Fjalët kejt ëm hypin sa herë ty t’hapet goja
Kështu që unë s’muna kurrë me t’bo ty loja (yah yah)
Betona edhe nëse o nevoja
[Chorus: Kida, Mozzik]
Kjo s’o paranojë, kjo s’o paranojë, no no oh oh
Kjo s’o paranojë, kjo s’o paranojë, no no oh oh
Ti e di që s’ki nevojë-nevojë-nevojë-vojë
Me bo me bo paranojë-nojë-nojë-nojë
Ti e di që s’ki nevojë-nevojë-nevojë-vojë
Kur me bo paranojë-nojë-nojë-nojë (oh oh)
[Verse 2: Kida]
Bom be prapë që nuk ki tjera
Bom be prapë që veç na jena
Bom be prapë që s’foli mo që s’po m’vret tash
[Drop]
Mixey
[Outro: Kida]
M’thu para syve: “Të dua, të dua babe”
E prapa shpine krahët tu hap tjetër kush o babe
M’thu para syve: “Të dua, të dua babe”
E prapa shpine krahët tu hap o tjetra
[Part ll: Pishmon]
[Verse 1: Mozzik]
Veq thuma që je pishmon
A ke mall kur najkon
Edhe larg na dy me kon
Gjithqysh sinjal um qon
Dyt jena pishmon, mon-mon-mon
Unë për gabimin tem ti për gabimin ton
Hajt thuma veç a je pishmon, aah
[Chorus: Mozzik & Kida]
Oh veç a je pishmon-mon-mon-mon-mon
E kërkush vendin ton-ton-ton-ton-ton
Sun e zavendson-son-son-son-son
Veç a je pishmon, oh veç a je pishmon
E ti veç a je pishmon-mon-mon-mon-mon
Oh kërkush vendin ton-ton-ton-ton-ton
Sun e zavendson-son-son-son-son
S’e di a m’beson, s’e di a m’beson
[Verse 1: Kida]
Dyt mëkatet bashkë pi lajna, na na eh
Krejt problemet n’shpin i majna, na na eh
Ni ditë keshim ni ditë kajna, na na eh
Ja pe ndeshim ja pe lajna, no no eh no
Uh te hunda ma ke pru ti mu po apet po t’du
S’po du me kërkon me m’ndrru, naneh
Ej a e din sa gabime jam tuj nje
E kjo zemra jem veç ty o tu t’njeh
[Chorus: Mozzik & Kida]
Oh veç a je pishmon-mon-mon-mon-mon
E kërkush vendin ton-ton-ton-ton-ton
Sun e zavendson-son-son-son-son
Veç a je pishmon, oh veç a je pishmon
E ti veç a je pishmon-mon-mon-mon-mon
Oh kërkush vendin ton-ton-ton-ton-ton
Sun e zavendson-son-son-son-son
S’e di a m’beson, s’e di a m’beson
[Verse 2: Mozzik]
Ah yah, nuk label-oj se jom shumë marakli
Që sa herë boj gabime bona bona pishmanli
Mos pyt me sa t’kom ndrru se s’pe di
A dy a tri veç ja vlen mu bo prapë bashkë
Për dashuni sa herë tu m’thirrsh
Nuk o shanc mos me ni unë
E sa jem t’ri, m’gin e t’ngi mbi qet melodi
Mos e prish-prish, prish-prish
Me vetmi ish-ish, ish-ish
Prire hashish-shish, shish-shish
Ajo dashni ça ish, ish-ish
[Chorus: Mozzik & Kida]
Oh veç a je pishmon-mon-mon-mon-mon
E kërkush vendin ton-ton-ton-ton-ton
Sun e zavendson-son-son-son-son
Veç a je pishmon, oh veç a je pishmon
E ti veç a je pishmon-mon-mon-mon-mon
Oh kërkush vendin ton-ton-ton-ton-ton
Sun e zavendson-son-son-son-son
S’e di a m’beson, s’e di a m’beson [Teksti i “PP”]
[Part l: Paranoia]
[Chorus: Kida]
Kjo s’o paranojë, kjo s’o paranojë, no no oh oh
Kjo s’o paranojë, kjo s’o paranojë, no no oh oh
Nëse për ty s’o kurgjo kjo, për mu nuk o lojë
Nëse për ty s’o kurgjo kjo, për mu nuk o lojë
[Verse 1: Kida]
Ty për mu s’o tu ta ni
Ty për ty për mu s’o tu ta ni
S’munesh me m’fol ti mu për ndjenja
Ty për mu s’o tu ta ni
Aj o aj ah, po m’lëndon veç për inat
Aj o aj ah, po m’lëndon po pe du prapë
[Chorus: Kida, Mozzik]
Kjo s’o paranojë, kjo s’o paranojë, no no oh oh
Kjo s’o paranojë, kjo s’o paranojë, no no oh oh
Ti e di që s’ki nevojë-nevojë-nevojë-vojë
Me bo me bo paranojë-nojë-nojë-nojë
Ti e di që s’ki nevojë-nevojë-nevojë-vojë
Kur me bo paranojë-nojë-nojë-nojë (oh oh)
[Drop]
Mixey
[Verse 2: Mozzik]
Knoj për ty se ti je ton këto damare (yeah)
E me m’bo paranojë osht njona pi tipareve (chyeah)
T’mija, ti je koka, vija jem, vija jem
A kejt ça folen nalt, nuk o rren
Mi corazon-zon-zon-zon (ay ay)
Pse ti s’po m’beson, s’po m’beson mo?

[Westside Gunn {Benny The Butcher}:]
Ayo, Mag Dior on the pen rug, twenty chains on, we on Rodeo, blood
Who touchin’ my stove? We had to spray him up
(Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, ah)
Visions yayo, sippin’ gator, he hit the stim hard once (Ah)
Then he walked up the block with a refrigerator
I’m in the Rolls (I’m in the Rolls, skrrt)
Knots on the Martine Rose when I pose (Ah)
READYMADE caskets, this work so good, get the elastic
Hid the AK behind the masjid
Who made the sun shine? Them prisons strengthened my mental
I broke the lead on the paper from writin’ letters in pencil
This a process, I’m fresh, I just moved out the projects
Million dollar deals and still feel like I ain’t hot yet
Biggie Smalls in a Coogi, Al Green in a mock neck
Russel Simmons my mindset, I’m old Hov with a Pyrex
What’s the money worth when my mother hurt, brother layin’ under dirt? {You know what I’m sayin’})
Next thing you know, we dip from one time (Ah)
[Benny The Butcher:]
Real street nigga shit
Yo, uh
Track and field, runnin’ packs, I’m still subtractin’ real numbers
I took a loss and just had to build from it, y’all broke the code
Threw dirt on gang when y’all spoke to Hov, that was reckless
That’s expected, VS cuts on my wrist big enough to catch infections
This heckler on me protect the homies, Boldy and West
I treated my .40 just like my only connect
Who said it was simple? (Who made the sun shine? We can forgive you, but you get punished first
Dope on a paper plate, [?] on a paperweight
I ran around the world for it just like The Amazing Race
The money counter singin’ to me, sound like Amazing Grace
Cooked a brick of big at a time, I was eight for eight
The Butcher, nigga
[Boldy James:]
Last three packs in the bundle, I had to swallow that (Hold the tops)
Balls of smack pumpin’ while I’m crumblin’ the loudest thrax (Good kush)
Cone racks, turned the plug around at the Mountain Jack’s (Still more)
Niggas who thought I was finished hate to see me bouncin’ back (It’s on)
Touched a honeybun, tryna trap me up a thousand stacks (A big, big dog)
Shoutout to Butch and Gunn, my shooter don’t know how to rap (Brr)
Never filed a tax, I had to run with that part of pack (Hyena)
Thumbs still numb from packin’ up, foldin’ lotto packs (Up in plastic)
I grew up on a block with scurvy, niggas topsy-turvy (All hitters)
Totin’ Glocks with thirties in ’em, sellin’ rocks and thirties (Screwboxes)
Oxycontin, Percocet, I was poppin’ yerkies (Tens)
Blowin’ on the way to see my PO, I was droppin’ dirties (Remix)
Re-rockin’ birdies in the trap, half block of turkey (White meat)
The work come in a silver pack like a chocolate Hersheys (What else?)
Eat them pill ‘scripts and them bowls, in total [?] (Moonrock)
Real nigga, still posted on the service drive with purses (Four-one)
Where we at?

Yeah
Yeah
Never throwin’ in the towel, I just use it to wipe the sweat off
And get back in the ring and knock your head off, I’m well off
But I redistribute like a socialist
You get a house, you get a car, I’m on some Oprah shit
And could you focus if your parents goin’ through it? And you tryna make a hit to save ’em in the other room
It’s pressure that’s gon’ either make you pop or make you pop
My mama cried a lot, I made it stop, we on a yacht
She always gives me game, gives me gems I don’t question
Like give without remembering, receive without forgetting
Disarm ’em with your charm, use your kindness as a weapon
Everyone you meet, be a blessing, not a lesson
Okay, I got you
So many women that my new girl is old news
‘Cause I need more than eye candy, I need soul food
Until then, I’m just slangin’ it
I got your women upside down doin’ stranger things
I see a lot of skeptics, lot of doubters, but I’m smart
I know that y’all are really just dreamers with broken hearts
Feelin’ inadequate, that’s why you doin’ so much talkin’
‘Cause the path that I been blazin’, you’re incapable of walkin’
Y’all be goin’ nowhere fast, here’s some advice you should heed
Directions way more important than speed
This is Singapore suites, Jerry Springer war freaks
In the meeting with Epic, I sat in Sickamore’s seat
That was 2016, though, now I need Rob Stringer’s job
CEO of the whole shit, I’m on some boss shit
Every office I walk in knows this, it’s unspoken, yeah
Artists are martyrs, you want us to feel the pain
So that we can make a song that make y’all say that you relate
At the cost of our mental health, though, that’s a sacrifice
Money doesn’t change you, it just magnifies
If you have a vice, it’s just maximized
I’m either gettin’ p*ssy or makin’ hits, the only shit that cures my appetite
But I get hungry often, I got my twenties poppin’
Smokin’ Moroccan hash, makin’ a lot of cash
While all these dummies comment
‘Bout how they’d do it if they were in my position
But you’re not, you’re mediocre, and you lack the ambition
Plus you lack the persistence, not to mention the intrinsic
Motivation that it takes to even chase after a vision
That only you can see, that only you believe
So watch your tone, you’re not even you enough to f*ck with me
Don’t come for me, it’s Russ, bitch
Anybody real always f*cks with me, it’s up, bitch
I ain’t goin’ nowhere, y’all are stuck with me
Livin’ the dream was worth the chase
Just bought my mom a Rolex and it’s got the purple face
That’s her favorite color, this been her favorite summer
No girls compare, that’s why I still don’t got a baby mother
Yeah
Ride with me, ride with me
I let you know if I even, I believe
Do anything but lie to me, lie to me
I wanna feel you fly with me, fly with me

[Pre-Chorus]
You don’t know how close you were to being number one
You don’t know how close you were to having all the fun
I could cry, cry, cry
Or ask myself why again
[Chorus]
But it’s not an ordinary world
And you’re not an ordinary girl
[Pre-Chorus]
You don’t know how close you were to being number one
You don’t know how close you were to having all the fun
I could cry, cry, cry
Or ask myself why again
You don’t know how close you were to being number one
You don’t know how close you were to having all the fun
I could cry, cry, cry
Or ask myself why again
[Chorus]
But it’s not an ordinary world
And you’re not an ordinary girl
[Outro]
‘Cause it’s not an ordinary world
And you’re not an ordinary girl [Verse 1]
Maybe it’s the irony
That part of me is torn
Maybe it’s a comedy, a tragedy reborn
They wanna talk about the white dress
White vest and paper plates
Don’t wanna talk about the secrets, mind games
That never end
[Pre-Chorus]
You don’t know how close you were to being number one
You don’t know how close you were to having all the fun
I could cry, cry, cry
Or ask myself why again
[Chorus]
But it’s not an ordinary world
And you’re not an ordinary girl
[Verse 2]
So you want to be the one to save the world
Someday, alone
Till you make a little big mistake
And nowhere feels like home
I wonder if there’ll be a likeness, I guess
It all depends
I wonder if you’ll be a princess, mindless
Can we be friends?

[Verse 1]
I’ve been wasting all my time
Trying to make you mine
I’ve been hanging out of place
Portrait without a face, oh no
Oh no
Darling may I call you dear
Let me be perfectly clear
I don’t need you here
[Chorus]
Give up, give in
Give everyone everything
You’ve got to give everyone everything
Give it all, give it all
‘Til you’re nothing but rags and bones
Give it all
[Verse 2]
Maybe I controlled it all
Convinced the sky to fall on you
‘Cause I wanted it to, yeah
Maybe it’s always been my fault
You wanted sugar, I gave you salt
Oh no
Darling ‘less I see some tears
Let me be perfectly clear
I don’t need you here
[Chorus]
Give up, give in
Give everyone everything
You’ve got to give everyone everything
Give it all, give it all
‘Til you’re nothing but rags and bones
Give it all
[Vocalization]
Give up, give in
Give everyone everything
You’ve got to give oh
Give up, give in
Everyone everything
You’ve got to give, give, give (everyone everything)
Give it all (give it all)
Oh
You’re nothing but rags and bone
Your heart just turns to stone
Nothing but rags and bones
Give it all

Hey satan
Have you seen my gun? Hey satan
They murdered as they contort
Contamination walked
Into my dreams
Thought forms breathe
Once in a world. They can’t make me play their big bad world! One ego against them all
How does it feel to be evolved? One demon against the world
How does it feel to be alone? Have you seen my god? Terminate
Smell december rust
Every single one…
Burn the brave
They’ll remember us
It takes some heart when the parts start breaking
The dark salivating…
The freaks are coming home…
How does it feel to be alone? I lost hope when the idiots shouted
How does it feel to be evolved?

This is not the first time this week that Pop’s album caused 50 Cent to freak. He went off on Virgil Abloh, who designed the cover (which the public unanimously agreed could have been way better). Fiddy debuted the track last night via Funkmaster Flex — something which seemingly antagonized DJ Clue, who has since refused to play the tune. A post shared by 50 Cent (@50cent) on Jul 3, 2020 at 7:49am PDT

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Twitter 50 Cent put DJ Clue on blast for his refusal to play Pop Smoke’s new album. ?I think you should get punched in the face, ?i don’t know why, but i’m almost sure yo ass getting punched in the face. Fans of the “Welcome to the Party” rapper — and Pop himself — never had to fear that the debut album he was working on at the time of his death would never be heard, as Fifty took it upon himself to finish the record so he could make the late 20-year-old’s dream of taking his mother to an awards show, a reality. An official reason for the decision was not made public, but 50 Cent reckons that Clue was just pissed off and sought to call him out in a typical IG tirade. View this post on Instagram

This fool @djclue got in his feelings, and said he not playing POP Smoke new joint because he didn’t get the record first.?FUCK YOU CLUE, you don’t mean shit! Nothing crazy just a lower case L You know the vibes nigga.? “This fool @djclue got in his feelings, and said he not playing POP Smoke new joint because he didn’t get the record first,” the ‘Animal Ambition’ rapper claimed on Insta. Months have been spent on finishing and perfecting Shoot for the Stars, Aim for the Moon, with the album dropping today after an initial three-week delay. Along with the big release, came a new single, entitled “The Woo”. Pop may have left this world a few months ago, but Fifty has acted as his guardian angel ever since. If anyone dislikes Pop Smoke’s music, they’re going to have to deal with 50 Cent. “I done sold 30 million records you think i give a f*** if you play my music is you stupid, is you dumb n****?” Fifty also declared that Clue should get punched in the face. I done sold 30 million records you think i give a fuck if you play my music ?is you stupid, is you dumb nigga? Let’s hope the rest goes well, for Pop Smoke — and Fifty’s — sake. @funkflex been kicking your ass up and down the street for years you little retard. But instead of causing celebration, the song has caused controversy instead.

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Gang gang gang gang
She got a body like Nicki
Ooh baby
Give me the addy then I’m popping up
Once I get the location, turn left, turn right
Mm, then I’m pulling off
I’m gonna walk move walk
I gotta drop from a thot
She like a nigga who pockets be bigger
A vet with the strokes be making her thicker
And do what he want, and do what he want (yeah yeah)
Baby who f*cking with me, ain’t no competitor
Shitting on opps, getting this guap, I’m way ahead of them (yeah yeah)
She got a nigga and I got a bitch, it ain’t no telling tho
I’m feeling very elite, niggas know I got the streets
I’m married to fashion
I’m breaking her back in
I’m hearing she got a body like Nicki, she got a body like Rih Rih
But none of that matter if the p*ssy is wack (on gang)
If your p*ssy trash bitch I’ma spit on ya back
If it’s not wet I’m on to the next
I’m too lit of a nigga I can’t be attached
I be styling I’m flexing with racks
I got money I know how to act
I’ma go put it up
I don’t care if I’m rich if you owe me I want it back
I see them cracking fours we gone start a fight
We gone pull up and end the whole litty night
Boo ba I’ma drop his ass boo ba I got the bag
I gotta chill where my niggas at, the whole gang eat I break bread
Yeah we be arguing and shit but it would not be about a bitch
I think she winning cuz she got no flaws
Ain’t no competing she badder than all
Her hair to her ass all of that cute shit
And not any nigga could get in her draws
She cute she my type, she fire
She the one I like
Pull up on me
Baby I want to f*ck, I want to f*ck
Once I get the location, turn left turn right
Mm, then I’m pulling off
I’m gonna walk move walk
I gotta drop from a thot
She like a nigga who pockets be bigger
A vet with the strokes be making her thicker
And do what he want, and do what he want (yeah yeah)
Baby who f*cking with me, ain’t no competitor
Shitting on opps, getting this guap, I’m way ahead of them (yeah yeah)
She got a nigga and I got a bitch, it ain’t no telling tho
I’m feeling very elite, niggas know I got the streets

[Tekst pesme “Pablo” ft. U-je-je
Pam-pam-pam
[Strofa 1: Buba Corelli, Milan Stanković]
Bolje da menjamo teme, da ne bi menjali poze
Nije mesto ni vreme, a kazne su rigorozne
Pogledi puni treme, nose me do nervoze
Dok vodi me u probleme, bolest bez dijagnoze
S tobom sam na metar od bola
Ti si kô kremen na litrima etanola
Gori do temelja, leti iz šteka lova
Pare mi dođe kô Tony manola
[Refren: Milan Stanković]
Zbog nje valjô bih kô Pablo, samo da joj kupim sve
Zbog nje valjô bih kô Pablo, samo da joj kupim sve
Zbog nje valjô bih kô Pablo, samo da joj kupim sve
Pablo, ej-je, a-a-a-a
[Post-Refren: Jala Brat, Buba Corelli]
Zbog nje sam luđi, ona mami na to, mami na to, ona me mami na to
Zbog nje sam luđi, ona mami na to, mami na to, ona me mami na to
Zbog nje sam luđi, ona mami na to, mami na to, ona me mami na to
Zbog nje sam luđi, ona mami na to, mami na to, ona me mami na to
[Strofa 2: Jala Brat]
Na meni Gucci pullover, novi džip, džep pun love
A juče nisi znala ko je dečko kojeg bi sve među noge svoje
Ten taman ima, mami kô niko nikad
Kola rentana, s njima nikad nećeš je imat
Sipa piće, telefonira, voli da folira
A moj Rollie ispoliran, obori je, demolira
Ne mogu da izoliram emocije, kriziram
Ti kô roba, overdoziran, svestan rizika
Slika, prilika prave nevolje, njena se ljubav ne pika jer takve ne vole
[Refren: Milan Stanković]
Zbog nje valjô bih kô Pablo, samo da joj kupim sve
Zbog nje valjô bih kô Pablo, samo da joj kupim sve
Zbog nje valjô bih kô Pablo, samo da joj kupim sve
Pablo, ej-je, a-a-a-a
[Post-Refren: Jala Brat, Buba Corelli]
Zbog nje sam luđi, ona mami na to, mami na to, ona me mami na to
Zbog nje sam luđi, ona mami na to, mami na to, ona me mami na to
Zbog nje sam luđi, ona mami na to, mami na to, ona me mami na to
Zbog nje sam luđi, ona mami na to, mami na to, ona me mami na to Jala Brat & Buba Corelli]
[Uvod: Jala Brat]
Imperia!

Still got time for me to stop it
It’s like a part of me must love it
That’s why I’m not running from it
[Verse 2: Lauv with Ellie Goulding]
Crazy, late nights in the city
Drink until you hate me
Then say that I should just let you go
But hold on, why do we still hold on? Play this song
[Verse 1: Ellie Goulding]
Help me, my God, this got messy
Least I got the best seat
‘Cause we put on one hell of a show
Waiting, I just keep on waiting
For the final curtain
‘Cause I just can’t let go of your love
[Pre-Chorus: Ellie Goulding]
You say name like you know my dark side, ooh
Can’t beat the taste of the tears that I’ll cry, ooh
[Chorus: Ellie Goulding]
Slow grenade is blowing up my mistakes
So why don’t I, why don’t I stop it? Still got time for me to stop it
It’s like a part of me must want it
That’s why I’m not running from it
Can’t escape this blowing up
In my face so why can’t I
Why can’t I stop it? Still got time for me to stop it
It’s like a part of me must love it
That’s why I’m not running from it
Ah-ooh, ah-ooh
Why can’t I stop it? (Hey)
Still got time for me to stop it (Hey)
It’s like a part of me must love it
That’s why I’m not running from it
Ah-ooh, ah-ooh (Oh)
Why can’t I stop it? Still got time for me to stop it
It’s like a part of me must love it
That’s why I’m not running from it
[Bridge: Ellie Goulding & Lauv]
Help me, my God, this got messy
Least I got the best seat
‘Cause we put on one hell of a show, woah, yeah
[Chorus: Ellie Goulding & Lauv]
Slow grenade is blowing up my mistakes
So why don’t I, why don’t I stop it? Think that we should move on
But we’re too scared of being alone, ooh (Being alone)
[Pre-Chorus: Ellie Goulding, Lauv]
You say name like you know my dark side, ooh
Can’t beat the taste of the tears that I’ll cry, ooh
[Chorus: Ellie Goulding & Lauv]
Slow grenade is blowing up my mistakes
So why don’t I, why don’t I stop it? Still got time for me to stop it
It’s like a part of me must want it
That’s why I’m not running from it
Can’t escape this blowing up
In my face so why can’t I
Why can’t I stop it? Still got time for me to stop it
It’s like a part of me must want it
That’s why I’m not running from it
Can’t escape this blowing up
In my face so why can’t I
Why can’t I stop it? Still got time for me to stop it
It’s like a part of me must love it
That’s why I’m not running from it

Play this song
[Intro]
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Hold on bruh, you too slime
Youngin’ big blue, but deep inside, he like a red rose
[?] on the beat
Bank account on overload, but I’m still broke in spirit
“Depression what he suffer from,” same words from Doctor Henry
It ain’t no love inside the slums, know if they cut, they kill me (Kill me)
[Verse 1]
For sixty days and sixty nights, I been goin’ hard off this ecstasy
I pray to God that my killa don’t be a nigga sittin’ next to me
Keep ya circle tight, this mornin’ Alicia sent a text to me
Like they just want ya spark, reached for the stars, youngin’ you blessed to see
Pablo callin’ from the yard like “Drop that shit, it’s time to bless the streets”
I had to make myself a boss, they want the sauce like “What’s the recipe?”
Deep down inside I’m feelin’ lost, I got a pound for the [?]
I’m bonding out my nigga off for the way he look, he wanna bury me
[Chorus]
I was taught that loyalty is priceless so true love shouldn’t cost a dime
I done been scarred by your love, so deep inside, my heart still cryin’
No, it don’t matter how far I look, for some reason, I can’t find
I keep abusin’ these drugs to substitute what’s on my mind
I need someone to hold me down and have my back just like my spine
I’ma let off shots from that four pound and double back, empty the nine
[Verse 2]
I seen it in my grandma face, she was hurtin’ from Auntie [Porter?]
Feds did a sweep on 38th, we flushed the pills inside the toilet
Last night been tweakin’ off of Percocets, I’m steady hittin’ bars
Say I got the prints, shawty can’t even [afford/abort?] me
When I was locked in juvenile and called they phone, them folks ignored me
But now they all suitcase-ready every time the plane gettin’ boarded
Who all on Instagram, flexin’, can’t even sing or poppin’ no money
It ain’t no love inside my section to the point where it ain’t funny
Just call from Uncle Teddy like “Nephew, just keep on goin’”
Guess I can’t seem to kick the drink, day and night lean, I’m steady pourin’
Now, I’m designer head-to-toe, she ain’t wanna fuck when I wear Jordan’s
Might have a baby with this Haitian bitch just so my child be foreign
I’m paper chasin’ in ’bout sixty ways, I gotta run up more
They was on the basketball court when I was catchin’ time in court
Sometimes I gotta hit my knees and pray like “Please forgive me Lord”
I’m steady caught up in my wicked ways, grippin’ extension cords
Before I blew up, they ain’t root for me, I couldn’t get support
Now everybody wanna shoot for me just ’cause I live [a-lore?]
Reppin’ in this blocl city to city, day and night I keep on tourin’
In fact, I know that they ain’t with me, the reason my heart so torn
The number one reason they hate because I made it out the storm
Penitentiary chances I take, sometimes I wish I wasn’t born
No they can’t say they wasn’t warned (No they can’t say they wasn’t warned, oh, ayy)
[Chorus]
I was taught that loyalty is priceless so true love shouldn’t cost a dime
I done been scarred by your love, so deep inside, my heart still cryin’
No, it don’t matter how far I look, for some reason, I can’t find
I keep abusin’ these drugs to substitute what’s on my mind
I need someone to hold me down and have my back just like my spine
I’ma let off shots from that four pound and double back, empty the nine (Deep down inside, I’m steady cryin’)

(What you think now?)
VVs in (Ah) Eliantte style (Eliantte style), mm
.30 clip (.30 clip)
Make you put your fist down (Put your fist down)
That’s my bitch (That’s my bitch)
Nigga, you can have that bitch now (You can have that bitch)
For the clique, ayy
Nigga, blow your whole house down (Blow your house down), mm
Leave the bloodstain on your couch now, yeah
Flood my wrist (Flood my wrist)
What you think now? (What you think now?)
VVs in (VVs in) Eliantte style, yeah
[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Big ol’ drip (Drip, drip)
Make a bitch like my pic’ (Let’s go, let’s go), oh, yeah
She’s so thick, hit the bitch once, don’t miss, oh, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I’m so rich, yeah, I could bust down that ho, little wrist (Let’s go)
I drive my double R on with the stick
Yeah, when I go to the club, make it rain
Yeah, when you go to the club, make it miss
Okay, my section lit, yo’ shit dry as a bitch (Woah)
When I smoke gas, I be high as a bitch
Yes, I’m so high I say, “Hi” to a blimp
And then when I get dressed, I be fly as a pimp (Let’s go)
Ain’t nobody, I be in my Maserati
Like the bracelet it cost me a mazi wrist
I got me a brand new Patek all on my
Just to show you niggas what time it is (Oh)
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Flood my wrist (Flood my wrist)
What you think now? Yeah
Flood my wrist
Uh, Don, yeah
.30 clip, yeah
Yeah
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Flood my wrist (Flood my wrist)
What you think now? (What you think now?)
VVs in (VVs in) Eliantte style, yeah
[Verse 2: Don Q]
Got a redbone, mixed (Redbone mixed)
Can’t give head and no spit, yeah (Can’t give head and no spit)
Make you catch my kids (Let’s go)
Who next? (What you think now?)
VVs in (Ah) Eliantte style (Eliantte style), mm
.30 clip (.30 clip)
Make you put your fist down (Put your fist down)
That’s my bitch (That’s my bitch)
Nigga, you can have that bitch now (You can have that bitch)
For the clique, ayy
Nigga, blow your whole house down (Blow your house down), mm
Leave the bloodstain on your couch now, yeah
Flood my wrist (Flood my wrist)
What you think now? Play this song
[Intro: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie & Don Q]
Yeah, mm (Goat status)
My bitch (Yeah), that my bitch now, mm
Whats good? (What you think now?)
VVs in (VVs in) Eliantte style, yeah
[Outro: Lil Uzi Vert & Don Q]
Big ol’ drip
That’s my bitch, so she match my drip
Make a bitch like my pic’
I don’t think I’ve ever seen an ass that thick
She’ so thick
Bought her AP so she match my wrist
Bitch once, don’t miss
That’s my bitch, so she match my drip
Yeah (What you think now?)
VVs in (Ah) Eliantte style (Eliantte style), mm
.30 clip (.30 clip)
Make you put your fist down (Put your fist down)
That’s my bitch (That’s my bitch)
Nigga, you can have that bitch now (You can have that bitch)
For the clique, ayy
Nigga, blow your whole house down (Blow your house down), mm
Leave the bloodstain on your couch now, yeah
Flood my wrist (Flood my wrist)
What you think now? Let me check my list (Let me check my list)
I just checked out with a Tia and Tamera, yeah, uh
(I know that they’ll never leave me forever)
I keep me some twenties, that keep me together
(I know what I need, I keep ’em for pleasure)
In the matte black whip, like “Catch my drift” (Catch my drift)
That’s my bitch, so she match my drip (Match my drip)
Bought her AP so she match my wrist (She match my wrist)
I don’t think I’ve ever seen an ass that thick (An ass that thick)
Before the ass-shot, she ain’t act like this (She ain’t act like this)
Was a girl good before she had that shit (She had that shit)
Sittin’ on a rope, better have my spliff (Better have)
Then I put her on the stove, make her bag my zips (Bag up, ooh)
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Flood my wrist (Flood my wrist)
What you think now?

(To the spot)
[?] got you hidin’ from the box (Yeah)
Have fun with these hoes, give ’em back (Give ’em back)
They gon’ see my face once I pull in, hit ’em back (Hit ’em back)
Never put a toll on my niggas, finish that (Finish that)
Keep the bag secured, I won’t never finish last
I will never listen, hittin’ notes (Hittin’ notes)
Now your career just a joke, just a softball (Just a joke)
We just gettin’ broke, givin’ toasts, gettin’ toasted
Yeah, I just turn that girl into a hoe
[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Oh, woah (Woah)
Tell me when to see you, woah (Woah)
I been wantin’ see you, woah (Oh, woah)
It’s love (It’s love), I go (I go)
I’m makin’ everyone say, “oh, woah” (Oh, woah)
Tell me when to see you, oh, woah (Woah)
Pussy so good, oh, woah (Oh, woah)
It’s love (It’s love), I know (I know)
Get it all on the team, woah
[Refrain: The Weeknd]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah, I
[Verse 2: French Montana]
Droppin’ bags (Bags), poppin’ tags (Tags)
Keep it lit (Lit), secure the bag (Ayy)
Fresh up out the trash (Ayy), droppin’ bags (Bags)
Keep it lit (Lit), runnin’ laps (Ayy)
Runnin’ through this paper like I’m Usain (Hah)
G’d up from the feet-up, word to mom (Ayy)
88, Dapper Dan rope chain (Hah)
Shorty, from the start, you was the trillest, but for you
I’d drop a bag (Bag), and pop a tag (Tag)
Keep it lit (Lit), and make him mad (Mad)
I pray that I could make you smile (Ayy)
Three-hundred-thousand, Richard Mille with no diamonds (Hey)
[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Oh, woah (Woah)
Tell me when to see you, woah (Woah)
I been wantin’ see you, woah (Oh, woah)
It’s love (It’s love), I go (I go)
I’m makin’ everyone say, “oh, woah” (Oh, woah)
Tell me when to see you, oh, woah (Woah)
Pussy so good, oh, woah (Oh, woah)
It’s love (It’s love), I know (I know)
Get it all on the team, woah
[Refrain: The Weeknd, French Montana, Quavo]
Yeah (Hah), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah (Hah), yeah, I (Hah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3: Quavo]
Pussy so wet, you need a jetski (Splash, yeah)
Six cellphones, don’t text me (Brr, yeah)
I need the hangin’ [?] just like Gretzky (Hangin’, skrrt-skrrt)
Told her pull up with her bestie (Hey)
No side-bitch (No), she as high as me (Go)
Let her pop some tags, she in love with prizes
She gon’ hypnotize your mind, treat you like psychiatrist (Psycho)
Run off with your bag and it ain’t no apologies (Go)
She fuckin’ with the gang, know how big my wallet is (Gang)
Iced out the chains, I just froze the economy (Chains)
If she keep it 1000, she’ll be a nominee (1000)
If she keep it 1000, she gon’ honor me (1000)
[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Oh, woah (Woah)
Tell me when to see you, woah (Woah)
I been wantin’ see you, woah (Oh, woah)
It’s love (It’s love), I go (I go)
I’m makin’ everyone say, “oh, woah” (Oh, woah)
Tell me when to see you, oh, woah (Woah)
Pussy so good, oh, woah (Oh, woah)
It’s love (It’s love), I know (I know)
Get it all on the team, woah
[Refrain: The Weeknd]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah, suu, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah, I (Still fly)
What you got a man, but you pullin’ to the spot? Play this song
[Intro: The Weeknd, French Montana, Quavo]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah, suu, yeah (Go down with it on, Montana)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah-yeah-yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah), ah, suu (Hah)
[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
I make the smartest moves talk (Move talk)
How you do the most and this shit’s still fly?

S a nép, az istenadta nép,
Ha oly boldog-e rajt’
Mint akarom, s mint a barom,
Melyet igába hajt? lágyan kél az esti szél
Milford-öböl felé;
Szüzek siralma, özvegyek
Panasza nyög belé. Itt van, király, ki tetteidet
Elzengi, mond az agg;
S fegyver csörög, haló hörög
Amint húrjába csap. Montgomeryben így esett
A híres lakoma. Használt-e a megöntözés:
A pártos honfivér? De vakmerQn s hivatlanúl
ElQáll harmadik;
Kobzán a dal magára vall,
Ez íge hallatik:
„Elhullt csatában a derék –
No halld meg, Eduárd:
Neved ki diccsel ejtené,
Nem él oly velszi bárd. Ti urak, ti urak, hitvány ebek! igen kemény –
Parancsol Eduárd –
Ha! Ti urak, ti urak! Ne éljen Eduárd? Vadat és halat, s mi jó falat
Szem-szájnak ingere,
SürgQ csoport, száz szolga hord,
Hogy nézni is tereh;
S mind, amiket e szép sziget
Ételt-italt terem;
S mind, ami bor pezsegve forr
Túl messzi tengeren. hát senkisem
Koccint értem pohárt? – S parancsot ád
Király rettenetest:
Máglyára, ki ellenszegql,
Minden velsz énekest! Vadat és halat, s mi az ég alatt
Szem-szájnak kellemes,
Azt látok én: de ördög itt
Belül minden nemes. Levágva népünk ezrei,
Halomba, mint kereszt,
Hogy sírva tallóz aki él:
Király, te tetted ezt!”
Máglyára! Ne szülj rabot, te szqz! –
S Edvárd király, angol király
Vágtat fakó lován;
Körötte ég földszint az ég:
A velszi tartomány. Ötszáz, bizony, dalolva ment
Lángsírba velszi bárd:
De egy se birta mondani
Hogy: éljen Eduárd. Montgomery a vár neve,
Hol aznap este szállt;
Montgomery, a vár ura,
Vendégli a királyt. Hol van, ki zengje tetteim –
ElQ egy velszi bárd! „Emléke sír a lanton még –
No halld meg, Eduárd:
Átok fejedre minden dal,
Melyet zeng velszi bárd.”
Meglátom én! mi zúg?… mi éji dal
London utcáin ez? elQ síp, dob, zene! Edward király, angol király
Léptet fakó lován:
Hadd látom, úgymond, mennyit ér
A velszi tartomány. Edward király, angol király
Léptet fakó lován:
Körötte csend amerre ment,
És néma tartomány. Van-e ott folyó és földje jó? Ti urak, ti urak!… ti velsz ebek! KunyhóI mind hallgatva, mint
Megannyi puszta sir. „Fegyver csörög, haló hörög,
A nap vértóba száll,
Vérszagra gyql az éji vad:
Te tetted ezt, király! Harsogjon harsona:
Fülembe zúgja átkait
A velszi lakoma…
Túl zenén, túl sípon-dobon,
Riadó kürtön át:
Ötszáz énekli hangosan
A vértanúk dalát. lágyabb ének kell nekünk;
S belép egy ifju bárd. S a nép, az istenadta nép
Oly boldog rajta, Sire! Áll néma csend; légy szárnya bent,
Se künn, nem hallatik:
„Fejére szól, ki szót emel! el! Ne éljen Eduárd? Felség! –
Ajtó megQl fehér galamb,
Psz bárd emelkedik. Szó bennszakad, hang fennakad,
Lehellet megszegik. valóban koronád
Legszebb gyémántja Velsz:
Földet, folyót, legelni jót,
Hegy-völgyet benne lelsz. anya
Ne szoptass csecsemQt!…”
S int a király. „Ah! Király nem alhatik.”
Ha, ha! Egymásra néz a sok vitéz,
A vendég velsz urak;
Orcáikon, mint félelem,
Sápadt el a harag. SzolgáI szét száguldanak,
Ország-szerin, tova. –
Ha, ha! S elérte még
A máglyára menQt. Felköttetem a lord-majort,
Ha bosszant bármi nesz! LegelQin fq kövér?

Estoy sentado aqui, que me pasan la tequila
El amor y triste vida no me importa a mi
Ahora pienso enboracharme pa quitarme este coraje
La mujer que yo queria me dejo a mi
Estoy sentado aqui, y con sentimiento espero
Ya parese que me muero por estar sin ti
Que tristesa me acompana
Le hace falta al corazon la ternura de tu
Amor que tu vida me dio
Estoy sentado aqui, y con sentimiento espero
Ya parese que me muero por estar sin ti
Que tristesa me acompana
Le hace falta al corazon la ternura de tu
Amor que tu vida me dio
Estoy sentado aqui

Months and months of back to school ads
We’ve got shit to do in august
I don’t care if you’ve got shit planned
I plan on being abducted
Or maybe you could come to me
But watch out for the spider bees
If we decide to box the porch
And talk how much we hate the Earth
They were in the woods
Behind your parent’s house
We were half asleep
Some crazy shit went down
I saw the stars align
The boys are right on time
I think I saw a light
But it broke my line of sight

We weary deer live in fear, weary deer
For we fear that we hear the hunters near
With a tag for the toe of dear John and Jane Doe
Oh, no, we’re wary, weary deer
Hunt the moose or the goose, but please turn the poor deer loose
For our families would miss us if we’re not here
We stay up all the night in a terrible fright
Pity us, bleary, wary, weary deer
Oh, the foot of the hare brings good luck beyond compare
And the hair of the bear is more impressive
That space on your wall could use a nice trophy trout
Think about it, think about it
While we weary deer live in fear, weary deer
Hiding down in the deep, damp, dark, dank den, in the gloom
How we long for a day with the antelope to play
Oh, surely some sunshine shall shine soon
Hunt big game if you must, they’re more glamorous than us
Or a feast of feathered fowl is delicious
The elk stand so tall and so proud that they must
Present a target that’ll make you want to skip us
Steer clear of the deer, we live in fear, weary deer
For we fear that we hear the hunters near
With a tag for the toe of John Deere and Jane Doe
We’re leery, bleary, wary, weary deer

[Verse 1]
Yeah
When you needed help with finding yourself
Then I had you solve
When you were alone and you needed friends
I gave you them all
Now you’re talking shit ’bout whatever I did
Guess I’ll be alone
Now you play yourself looking away
But I know you’re bored
I was the light burning your fire
Would I leave you alone
‘Cause you’re talking shit ’bout things I never did
Go be on your own
[Pre-Chorus]
And now I see you’re feeling bad, bad, bad about it
Don’t even care you’re feeling sad, sad, sad about it
Yeah, now you want me I ain’t gonna let you have it
[Chorus]
Now I’m glad you gave me up
I never wanna feel a nothing
No, you never believed in us
I tried, I tried, I tried
Now I’m glad you gave me up
I never wanna feel a nothing
No, you never believed in us
I tried, I tried, I tried
[Verse 2]
Yeah
When I wasn’t high spreading the vibes
Then you had me fall
Down in your pit where I wound up in bits
Then you carried me home
Now you’re talking shit ’bout things you never did for me
Go be on your own
[Pre-Chorus]
And now I see you’re feeling bad, bad, bad about it
Don’t even care you’re feeling sad, sad, sad about it
Yeah, now you want me I ain’t gonna let you have it
[Chorus]
Now I’m glad you gave me up
I never wanna feel a nothing
No, you never believed in us
I tried, I tried, I tried
Now I’m glad you gave me up
I never wanna feel a nothing
No, you never believed in us
I tried, I tried, I tried
[Bridge]
I tried (I tried), I tried (I tried), I tried (I tried, I tried)
I tried (I tried), I tried (I tried), I tried (I tried, I tried)
I tried (I tried), I tried (I tried), I tried (I tried, I tried)
I tried (I tried), I tried, I tried (I tried, I tried)
[Chorus]
Now I’m glad you gave me up
I never wanna feel a nothing
No, you never believed in us
I tried, I tried, I tried
Now I’m glad you gave me up
I never wanna feel a nothing
No, you never believed in us
I tried, I tried, I tried
[Outro]
Now I’m glad you gave me up
You never believed in us
I tried, I tried
I tried (I tried, I tried)

Lo primero que mire
Nomas al cruzar las puerta
Aquel hermoso par de piernas
Cubiertas con medias negras
Desde el banco de la barra
Lanzaba miradas tiernas
Prometiendo con sus ojos
Noches de pasion eternas
Era una mujer extraña
Se veia cara su ropa
Me acerque y le dije hola
Puedo invitarte una copa
Ella dijo al cantinero
Un champaña por favor
Y yo dije a mi un telquila
Pero que sea del mejor
Ella llebaba medias negras
De eso bien me acuerdo yo
Cuando le dije bailamos
Dijo claro porque no
Su cuerpo pegado al mio
La sangre me alvoroto
Y despues de dos canciones
En la boca me beso
Alla en un hotel de paso
Las negras medias volaron
Tambien volaron mis ancias
Y en su cuerpo aterrizaron
En sublime comunion
Nuestros cuerpos se juntaron
Quisimos amarnos mas
Pero las fuerzas nos faltaron
Desperte como a las nueve
No se a que hora se marcho
Solo aye las medias negras
Que me dejo en el buro
La he buscado en aquel bar
Pero ella nunca volvio
Me dejo sus medias negras
Pero mi alma se llebo

(proud of me, proud of me)
I can fake a smile just like you said that I would
Oh, yeah (oh, yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
I used to think that growing up
I could be anything
[Chorus]
But I didn’t get smarter like mama said
‘Cause I didn’t go to college like all my friends
And I still don’t have a dollar to pay my rent
But everything’s good, yeah, everything’s good
And I can barely focus for ten minutes
And I guess nobody noticed when I was six
Yeah, I’m a little broken and can’t be fixed
But everything’s good, yeah, everything’s good
[Chorus]
But I didn’t get smarter like mama said
‘Cause I didn’t go to college like all my friends
And I still don’t have a dollar to pay my rent
But everything’s good, yeah, everything’s good
And I can barely focus for ten minutes
And I guess nobody noticed when I was six
Yeah, I’m a little broken and can’t be fixed
But everything’s good, yeah, everything’s good [Verse 1]
Honestly
There’s a little part of me that wants to wake up
And be a better me
I tried a bit of therapy, it wasn’t enough
[Pre-Chorus]
I used to think that growing up
I could be anything
Yeah, I said
I used to think that growing up
I could be anything
[Chorus]
But I didn’t get smarter like mama said
‘Cause I didn’t go to college like all my friends
And I still don’t have a dollar to pay my rent
But everything’s good, yeah, everything’s good
[Verse 2]
Equality
I just want to feel the way that everyone should
Yeah, aren’t you proud of me?

Sweet mountain river, come take me away
Way out west of the prairies, is where I’m gonna stay
Sweet mountain river, I’m gonna make you my home
Because you fill me with that sweet sweet joy
And I’m never gonna leave you alone
I, Haven’t felt home, In this city, For so long
For so long yeah (x2)
Sweet mountain woman, I’m gonna take you with me
I’m gonna give you everything you want,
And you’re never gonna wanna leave
Sweet mountain woman, I’m gonna show you my way
I’m gonna see you at the break of dawn,
I’m gonna see you when the light goes away
I, Haven’t felt home, In this city, For so long
(Solo)
I, Haven’t felt home, In this city, For so long (x4)
For so long yeah (x4)

Hit me with your best shot
Fire away Well you’re the real tough cookie with a long history
Of breaking little hearts, like the one in me
That’s okay let’s see how you do it
Put up your dukes, let’s get down to it
Hit me with your best shot
Why don’t you hit me with your best shot? Hit me with your best shot
Fire away
Well you’re a real tough cookie with a long history
Of breaking little hearts, like the one in me
Before I put another notch in my lipstick case
You better make sure you put me in my place
Hit me with your best shot
Come on, hit me with your best shot
Hit me with your best shot
Fire away
Hit me with your best shot
Why don’t you hit me with your best shot? Hit me with your best shot
Fire away
You come on with a come on, you don’t fight fair
But that’s okay, see if I care
Knock me down, it’s all in vain
I’ll get right back up on my feet again
Hit me with your best shot
Why don’t you hit me with your best shot?

I want to move from this world of fear
Kinda getting tired of living here
I want to go home where the winds of sorrow never blow
Far from the shadow of the doom
Far from the sadness and the gloom
Want to go home with every man’s unfettered soul
Getting ready today
Moving out tomorrow
Gonna say good bye
To earthly sorrow
I’m looking for a mansion fair
I see the lights I’m almost there
I want to go home
When life is through
Moving up to heaven where dreams come true
I can get through just thinking about the glory we will share
Gonna see loved ones who are gone
Gonna see the king upon his throne
And never return to this old life when I get there
Getting ready today
Moving out tomorrow
Gonna say good bye
To earthly sorrow
I’m looking for a mansion fair
I see the lights I’m almost there
Getting ready today
Moving out tomorrow
Gonna say good bye
To earthly sorrow
I’m looking for a mansion fair
I see the lights I’m almost there
I see the lights I’m almost there
I see the lights I’m almost there
I see the lights I’m almost there
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Typical you, always wanting what you can’t have
Soon as I moved on, started missing me so bad
Saying maybe we should try again
Try to get it right again
Sayin’ do we have to be done
Don’t know why you said goodbye then
And honestly I get where you’re coming from cause
If I were you, I’d miss my kiss
I’d miss me keeping you up all night
If I were you, I know that losing me
Would make me lose my mind
You ain’t gonna find nobody like me
I’m the best you ever had
And I’m always gonna be, so
If I were you
If I were you
I’d want me back too
Yeah, I’d wanna go back to that weekend out in LA
Bet that hotel bed ain’t never been the same, babe
Damnit we were so good then
Think of what we could’ve been
If you’da just tried
Cause I think that I’m worth it
I thought you were perfect
But you had your time
If I were you, I’d miss my kiss
I’d miss me keeping you up all night
If I were you, I know that losing me
Would make me lose my mind
You ain’t gonna find nobody like me
I’m the best you ever had
And I’m always gonna be, so
If I were you
If I were you
I’d want me back too
Typical you, always wanting what you can’t have
If I were you, I’d miss my kiss
I’d miss me keeping you up all night
If I were you, I know that losing me
Would make me lose my mind
You ain’t gonna find nobody like me
I’m the best you ever had
And I’m always gonna be, so
If I were you
If I were you
I’d want me back too
I’d want me back too

Can’t fake the fizzle be it is in your skin
3 Rizla sheets to the wind
When you fail they rejoice
When you fail they rejoice
Falling down is an accident
Staying down is a choice
Took a little trip, slip, miss
Geezer this is it, misfits
See all the lip, check this
Geezer please me with all of it
Tequila at the bar last night
Reason why I look like flippin’ shit
Reason why I’m questioning all of it
Cause cor blimey she was fit
Took a little trip last year
What a brittle trip, rasp gear
Met about a baker’s dozen of cynical little pricks
Geezer this is me mate, and what you see mate
Is what you get, yep, no fantasy
I got my East End gang with me
A bunch of cunts in all honesty
The Monday will be solemn
Could do with a little trip to Holland or Tulum
But see me cash flow’s a travesty
And reason why I’m nickin’ these bag of peas
Oi oi oi
Can’t fake the fizzle be it is in your skin
3 Rizla sheets to the wind
When you fail they rejoice
When you fail they rejoice
Falling down is an accident
Staying down is a choice
She walked with me to the place
But she won’t let me try and act up
She talked shit to my face
But compliments me behind my back
Text messaging like I
Shoot from the hip in a western movie
Everyone who comes into your life
Is a blessing or a schooling
Fall in love with the girl who makes you love the guy that…
Under a little blem of weed
Just learning the ropes of it
Come to see the film, please
But don’t turn off your phone in it
When you fail they rejoice
When you fail they rejoice
Falling down is an accident
Staying down is a choice
Yo when we all fall we’ll be dead
Brown bread discomposed in the depths
Yo, falling down is an accident
But see staying down is for plebs
C’mon
Can’t fake the fizzle be it is in your skin
3 Rizla sheets to the wind
When you fail they rejoice
When you fail they rejoice
Falling down is an accident
Staying down is a choice

[Chorus]
I was so misunderstood
And all I wanted was success
I had hittas tryna end me
I was dealing with some stress
All these hatin’ hittas envy me
I know they feelin’ pressed
This the life of a gorilla
You don’t ever get to rest
Pressure on my enemies
I gotta get it done
Even at the bottom
I was always number one
Lookin’ for a remedy
To deal with all this stress
This the life of a gorilla
You don’t ever get to rest
[Verse]
And that ain’t gon’ change
I’d run up on a hitta if he think it’s a game
I’d pull up with a toolie
And start bussin’ your brain
Sippin’ drank like it’s a smoothie
Got me losin’ my sane
Why you think that this a movie
You ain’t gonna get saved
I’ve been thuggin’ out the trenches
Steady tryna get paid
Shoulder shruggin’ at my wisdom
They ain’t care what I said
Then they shootin’ at your skully
Get that right in your head, yeah
I learned how to pick a lock
Before I learned to pik my hair
My dawg was lookin’ for his pops
He turned around, no one was there
I almost got locked up in them cages
Because of how I look
Now these people say congratulations
Don’t know what it took
They tried to tell me that I
Wouldn’t make it, focus on them books
But I did it anyway
And passed up an opp
I been goin’ up
They want a youngin’ to drop
I’mma question later
But for now you get popped
Honestly homie
You couldn’t rock with us
That shawty that you want so bad
Is just a thot to us
These people really made of glass
And say they hard to bust
I can see right through ’em
Without binoculars
Man, I swear they really trippin’
Like a Charter Bus
If you get in it with me
You in with all of us
I came up in this world
Without a lot of touch
Had me screamin’ adiós
To all my obstacles
[Chorus]
I was so misunderstood
And all I wanted was success
I had hittas tryna end me
I was dealing with some stress
All these hatin’ hittas envy me
I know they feelin’ pressed
This the life of a gorilla
You don’t ever get to rest
Pressure on my enemies
I gotta get it done
Even at the bottom
I was always number one
Lookin’ for a remedy
To deal with all this stress
This the life of a gorilla
You don’t ever get to rest

(Chorus – Mike Dreams)
I ain’t really come to play with y’all, naw
I ain’t really come to play at all, naw
I’m on my job until they lay me off, huh
But first, they gotta pay me, dawg
Cuz everyday’s a workday, workday
Cuz everyday’s a workday, workday
Don’t even take off on my birthday, birthday
That’s cuz everyday’s a workday, workday
(Verse 2 – Tha Rift)
I went in
Just put in the work
A 9 to 5 don’t even work
We live in a world full of demons
Ride with that Nina
In case it get worse
Cut through that plastic, got work
She swiping that plastic, it work
Now that my pockets got greener
She on my penis
Hoping she worth it
No, baby
You don’t deserve it
I know I ain’t home with no virgin
But I’ll cut that p*ssy like a surgeon
Kill it, insurgent
Now I be nervous
I don’t be trusting a lot of these people
Was using these bitches
I know that it’s evil
Was trapping at my job illegal
Was scaling shit out in the parking lot Regal
How comes niggas so deceitful? (Chorus – Mike Dreams)
I ain’t really come to play with y’all, naw
I ain’t really come to play at all, naw
I’m on my job until they lay me off, huh
But first, they gotta pay me, dawg
Cuz everyday’s a workday, workday
Cuz everyday’s a workday, workday
Don’t even take off on my birthday, birthday
That’s cuz everyday’s a workday, workday
(Verse 1 – Mike Dreams)
Everyday I go to work
I’m out here grindin’
‘Til I’m in the dirt
Putting my time in
Or rhyming a verse
I need everything
That I’m worth
I got a daughter to feed
Know that she all that I need
And she depending on me
360 degrees
That’s by any means
I’m bodying beats
I’m punching the clock
Like I’m in the streets
And pumping the block
Ducking police
And dumping at opps
Cuz I’m on my beast
No matter the cost
I gotta eat
The life of a boss
‘Til rocks in my watch
When it’s time to floss
I got the gloss
The juice and the sauce
I whip it together
Like it’s in a pot, yeah
Either you get it or nah, yah
Either you it or not, yah
Hustle I get from my pops, yah
Learn how to flip it or flop, yah
24/7/365, I’ma pull up like I’m
Making a drop, ay
I’m never taking a loss
But that’s what you get when you
Aim for the top
Ballin, I been on my business
They callin’, I been on a mission
All of that show money’s cool
But I’m out here plottin’ on billions
‘Til money stack to the ceiling
‘Til it get higher than buildings
All these empires I’m building
Why not make a killing
While you make a living? That’s what the Pump in the seat for
Can’t f*ck with you lames
Put a lock on the game
45 barrel to the keyhole
(Chorus – Mike Dreams)
I ain’t really come to play with y’all, naw
I ain’t really come to play at all, naw
I’m on my job until they lay me off, huh
But first, they gotta pay me, dawg
Cuz everyday’s a workday, workday
Cuz everyday’s a workday, workday
Don’t even take off on my birthday, birthday
That’s cuz everyday’s a workday, workday

Yo
Money first then my eyes close
From a good yute to a psycho
I’m that nigga that they rate on the mic tho
But they hate on the roads nigga try know
This my letter to the roads
Been a mad time but soon I got to go
Started off hood rapping with the bros
So I’m still baffed when I’m getting money for a show
Banged a lot of niggas in their face
I did 2 bill moves then put Gucci on my waist
Now I got P’s for a crib and a Range
So I’m thinking in my head “Whens a nigga gonna change?”
It cool tho, take it in my [?]
If I don’t blow then Terry from the 9 will
Even when I finish with this road ting
Violate me and you still will get a poking
‘Cause I can’t help the way my mind changes
One day you goin’ see me in the front pages
Hope you don’t see me for the wrong reasons
Tryin’ to have a 100 mill when I’m not dreaming
A lot of niggas want to take my life
Need to make a choice either fight or flight
You already know nigga, I’ma ride
People goin’ still say my name if I’m not alive
[?]
If I love you then trust me I’m the nicest
If I know you got the belly then your boys Peaking
Then I watch crime watch with my heart beating
Live a bad life but I polish it
Still got my Cartier through the politics
Big shanks, big [?]
I get money everyday I ain’t stopping it
C’mon

And I’ll be what he needs me to be…. This classist crap that I’m around surrounds me! It´s not just a ring, It means I’ll get married and have many kids! Guess what´s this diamond? You´ll be in love of all the times those idiots stare at me like that, And you´ll presume I’m the hottest accessory around you, and you won’t care! Cause I’m so lovely and you don´t care if I am boring! And I don´t care if this classist crap that I’m around surrounds me! Like all the girls I see in all the magazines with out a single atom of “Identity “around me and he won´t care! Love is based on what my eyes can find… He gives me protection, stability I guess… He´ll buy all my dreams and I’ll be who HE NEEDS ME TO BE! He´ll buy all my dreams! Cause no one cares!!! He gives me protection, stability I guess… We will live in a castle with fancy horses and SHIT! I really don´t mind if I justify my empty ideals all my life… No complications, no several points of view. Cause you afford me! And I don´t care if this classist crap that I’m around surrounds me! Cause he affords me!

[Refrain]
Bah ouais, comme d’hab
On fait d’la chefrai dans la zik, dans le sport, dans la mala sah
On a les idées claires mais nos méthodes sont trop bressom sah
Le bout du monde on l’verra p’t’être un jour
Les temps sont durs gros j’passerais pas mon tour
[Couplet 1]
Rien n’change on vit la même chose qu’nos grands frère
On répète les mêmes conneries putain d’sa mère
J’suis dans les airs j’envoie 3,4,5,6 rafales
J’prépare l’terrain quand j’vais m’sépo c’est que du sale
Pour tous mes chacals
A l’instinct animal
[Refrain]
Bah ouais, comme d’hab
On fait d’la chefrai dans la zik, dans le sport, dans la mala sah
On a les idées claires mais nos méthodes sont trop bressom sah
Le bout du monde on l’verra p’t’être un jour
Les temps sont durs gros j’passerais pas mon tour
[Couplet 2]
Si la street m’aime c’est que j’aime la street
Si les keufs m’hagar c’est qu’j’suis pas un indic
J’ai pas posé ils sont déjà paniqués
J’les ai déjà toutes ken avant même d’les liker
Pour tous mes chacals
A l’instinct animal
[Refrain]
Bah ouais, comme d’hab
On fait d’la chefrai dans la zik, dans le sport, dans la mala sah
On a les idées claires mais nos méthodes sont trop bressom sah
Le bout du monde on l’verra p’t’être un jour
Les temps sont durs gros j’passerais pas mon tour