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