Hurricane Wisdom - Perfect Storm: Sorry 4 The Rain Album Lyrics

Hurricane Wisdom - Perfect Storm: Sorry 4 The Rain Lyrics

Free
Monday
Clippers
Rich Dropout
Life
Powerhouse
Plus
I Hope
Don't Change
All On Me
Woosah
Afraid
Anyways
Everyday
Spike Lee
On Stream
OT
2 Phones
2 Much
Cycle of Life
Drugs Callin Remix
No Fatigue
My Niggaz
Giannis Remix
Dont Care
YN
Salute
Fetish
Demand
X
Drugs Callin
On God
Why
These Days
Strange Love
Perfect Imperfections
Mind Gone
Questions
My Problems
Kinfolk
You Got It
Demons
Dreamcatcher
Frontline (Remix)
Giannis

Free

Ayy, Ecko, turn it up (what the f*ck?)
Woah
I'm off re-up (I'm off)
Nigga, nigga

I say, "Favorite color purple, you gon' never hear me cope"
Okay, bitch, I want Vuitton, ain't too much askin' what it cost (ayy)
Bae, you gotta know I'm on, she say broke niggas turn her off
I got this shit here in control, boy, it ain't nothin' to turn off
(Yeah) Ayy (nigga, woah)
It ain't nothin' to turn a freak
Make a bad bitch borin', I can do it in a week
Spend two thousand on this pint and I went through it with no sleep
She say she don't do this often, she gon' do that shit for-
Ayy, huh (nigga), she gon' do this shit for me (clear)
Know she like Shimmy, she gon' do this shit for me (hey, damn)
This a supercharger, baby, this is not a Jeep
She only f*ckin' 'cause it's free, she only f*ckin' 'cause of me (me), woah (nigga)
That's just hard for you to know (I know)
This an S-Class, ain't no way to keep it slow (no)
Know your ex mad, it ain't no way to keep you (nah)
Know your ex mad, it ain't no way to keep a ho
Nigga, you can't keep her 'cause she here
Gotta know I'm off rip and niggas still sign a- (no)
Nigga still ain't sign a deal, I come from nothin', but this shit real
Boy, we cut shit up for real (it was all that postin', got him killed)
F*ck

Gotta hear this shit

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Ayy, Ecko, turn it up (what the f*ck?)
Woah
I'm off re-up (I'm off)
Nigga, nigga

I say, "Favorite color purple, you gon' never hear me cope"
Okay, bitch, I want Vuitton, ain't too much askin' what it cost (ayy)
Bae, you gotta know I'm on, she say broke niggas turn her off
I got this shit here in control, boy, it ain't nothin' to turn off
(Yeah) Ayy (nigga, woah)
It ain't nothin' to turn a freak
Make a bad bitch borin', I can do it in a week
Spend two thousand on this pint and I went through it with no sleep
She say she don't do this often, she gon' do that shit for-
Ayy, huh (nigga), she gon' do this shit for me (clear)
Know she like Shimmy, she gon' do this shit for me (hey, damn)
This a supercharger, baby, this is not a Jeep
She only f*ckin' 'cause it's free, she only f*ckin' 'cause of me (me), woah (nigga)
That's just hard for you to know (I know)
This an S-Class, ain't no way to keep it slow (no)
Know your ex mad, it ain't no way to keep you (nah)
Know your ex mad, it ain't no way to keep a ho
Nigga, you can't keep her 'cause she here
Gotta know I'm off rip and niggas still sign a- (no)
Nigga still ain't sign a deal, I come from nothin', but this shit real
Boy, we cut shit up for real (it was all that postin', got him killed)
F*ck

Gotta hear this shit

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Monday

(Keystone)

I just rubber band another ten, okay, the day was good
I'm a young lit nigga, boy, I know the neighbors know it
Couple trucks sittin' outside, but this shit damn near ain't important
It's a four inside my fridge and I'll be damned if I don't pour it
Tss, ayy, pour for times that I was poor
It's a bad bitch in my room, you won't believe that she on go
Tell this driver to the moon, this bitch go vroom and now we gone
Gotta know I'm up for sure, I ain't gotta tell you, shit, you know
See, if I'm movin' too fast, shit, that probably mean you slow
See, if the question ain't 'bout money, then the answer probably no
She got too much ass, boy, it's hard to let it go
That shit's a problem, I let go
But the day was good for sure

Yeah, I can f*ck with that (day was good for sure)
Run it back

You gotta know the day was good
I threw up my X, that's every time, that's for the hood
I threw up my X, that's every time, that's for Havana
Like my bitches bad 'cause I ain't never had no manners
I know she ain't got no dad 'cause she don't really got no standards
I'm the type to blow her back, then I think about my nana
I pop out with extra bags, you never know who gon' get hammered
I got hoes that's extra mad 'cause why she thinkin' that I'm Santa?
Matter fact, where is your nigga? Right back, that's where I sent her
Give a f*ck about your brother, gotta know I hang with sinners
Matter fact, bitch, I'm a sinner
Get low and then I send her

Nigga
The day was good
The day was good
The day was good for sure
Gotta know, woah
The day was good for sure

(Keystone)

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(Keystone)

I just rubber band another ten, okay, the day was good
I'm a young lit nigga, boy, I know the neighbors know it
Couple trucks sittin' outside, but this shit damn near ain't important
It's a four inside my fridge and I'll be damned if I don't pour it
Tss, ayy, pour for times that I was poor
It's a bad bitch in my room, you won't believe that she on go
Tell this driver to the moon, this bitch go vroom and now we gone
Gotta know I'm up for sure, I ain't gotta tell you, shit, you know
See, if I'm movin' too fast, shit, that probably mean you slow
See, if the question ain't 'bout money, then the answer probably no
She got too much ass, boy, it's hard to let it go
That shit's a problem, I let go
But the day was good for sure

Yeah, I can f*ck with that (day was good for sure)
Run it back

You gotta know the day was good
I threw up my X, that's every time, that's for the hood
I threw up my X, that's every time, that's for Havana
Like my bitches bad 'cause I ain't never had no manners
I know she ain't got no dad 'cause she don't really got no standards
I'm the type to blow her back, then I think about my nana
I pop out with extra bags, you never know who gon' get hammered
I got hoes that's extra mad 'cause why she thinkin' that I'm Santa?
Matter fact, where is your nigga? Right back, that's where I sent her
Give a f*ck about your brother, gotta know I hang with sinners
Matter fact, bitch, I'm a sinner
Get low and then I send her

Nigga
The day was good
The day was good
The day was good for sure
Gotta know, woah
The day was good for sure

(Keystone)

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Writer: Wisdom Mikeal Oluola
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Clippers

        [ Featuring G Herbo ]
    

(julioo!)
Let's do it, huh
Startin' to realize I'm that nigga (realize I'm that nigga)
I am, for real, truth
Boom

Ayy (ayy), I'm startin' to realize I'm that nigga (I am)
Grab it low and then I send 'em
Don't take shit to be a killer (nope)
Even the church house filled with sinners
Nigga, my safe house filled with clippers
And I got on me in LA, I'm droppin' two, Kawhi Leonard (bop, bop)

Ayy, ayy, make sure I got my Gen, ayy
Micro Drac' come small, but I don't know how gang got it in
Conversion kit, put it on my fin, tap this bitch, I'm throwin' ten
The bitch said, "Who you think you is?" So I asked her what I look like (that nigga)

Ayy (uh), I'm startin' to realize I'm that nigga (I am)
Grab it low and then I send 'em
Don't take shit to be a killer (nope)
Even the church house filled with sinners
Nigga, my safe house filled with clippers
And I got on me in LA, I'm droppin' two, Kawhi Leonard (bop, bop)

Nah, f*ck it, I'm droppin' fifty like I'm Giannis (ball)
You ain't f*ckin' up my phonics
But off the hip, bitch, I'm a problem (real)
Ayy (ayy), off the hip, bitch, I'm a pro
I had went asked the gang, was bouncin' out that flame, but he don't know (know)
They say life's a game, I treat shit like a game and up the score
On the ground, that boy a ghost
Behind that frrt, his ass post (real)
F*ck, ayy, ayy, uh

Ayy, I'm startin' to realize I'm that nigga (I am)
Grab it low and then I send 'em
Don't take shit to be a killer (nope)
Even the church house filled with sinners (uh, uh)
Nigga, my safe house filled with clippers (uh, uh)
And I got on me in LA, I'm droppin' two, Kawhi Leonard (uh, uh)

Since a jit, I been that nigga
Sixteen with six figures
I go AP, Patek, Richard
G Swerve, big spender
Buy a Lamb', pull off, go tint it
Foe'nem tryna get me to spin it
F*ck these pussies, I don't feel 'em
If he move, Drench kill him
I got mad love in the trenches, but I ain't been back in a minute
I been on the road and f*ckin' hoes, and countin' checks relentless
Beat the streets, I ducked the sentence, totin' Kriss Vec', jumpin' fences
Told my mama quit her job 'cause we don't need no f*ckin' pension
If it's smoke, better pay attention, lil' bro stay on go, he ain't missin'
The Glock 23 got a switch and extension
And you'll die over tweets, don't mention me
If you ain't with it, you still can get it
When you gon' realize I'm that nigga?
Made it out without a scratch, we was baby apes goin' to war with gorillas
Ski

Ayy, I'm startin' to realize I'm that nigga (I am)
Grab it low and then I send 'em
Don't take shit to be a killer (nope)
Even the church house filled with sinners
Nigga, my safe house filled with clippers
And I got on me in LA, I'm droppin' two, Kawhi Leonard

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(julioo!)
Let's do it, huh
Startin' to realize I'm that nigga (realize I'm that nigga)
I am, for real, truth
Boom

Ayy (ayy), I'm startin' to realize I'm that nigga (I am)
Grab it low and then I send 'em
Don't take shit to be a killer (nope)
Even the church house filled with sinners
Nigga, my safe house filled with clippers
And I got on me in LA, I'm droppin' two, Kawhi Leonard (bop, bop)

Ayy, ayy, make sure I got my Gen, ayy
Micro Drac' come small, but I don't know how gang got it in
Conversion kit, put it on my fin, tap this bitch, I'm throwin' ten
The bitch said, "Who you think you is?" So I asked her what I look like (that nigga)

Ayy (uh), I'm startin' to realize I'm that nigga (I am)
Grab it low and then I send 'em
Don't take shit to be a killer (nope)
Even the church house filled with sinners
Nigga, my safe house filled with clippers
And I got on me in LA, I'm droppin' two, Kawhi Leonard (bop, bop)

Nah, f*ck it, I'm droppin' fifty like I'm Giannis (ball)
You ain't f*ckin' up my phonics
But off the hip, bitch, I'm a problem (real)
Ayy (ayy), off the hip, bitch, I'm a pro
I had went asked the gang, was bouncin' out that flame, but he don't know (know)
They say life's a game, I treat shit like a game and up the score
On the ground, that boy a ghost
Behind that frrt, his ass post (real)
F*ck, ayy, ayy, uh

Ayy, I'm startin' to realize I'm that nigga (I am)
Grab it low and then I send 'em
Don't take shit to be a killer (nope)
Even the church house filled with sinners (uh, uh)
Nigga, my safe house filled with clippers (uh, uh)
And I got on me in LA, I'm droppin' two, Kawhi Leonard (uh, uh)

Since a jit, I been that nigga
Sixteen with six figures
I go AP, Patek, Richard
G Swerve, big spender
Buy a Lamb', pull off, go tint it
Foe'nem tryna get me to spin it
F*ck these pussies, I don't feel 'em
If he move, Drench kill him
I got mad love in the trenches, but I ain't been back in a minute
I been on the road and f*ckin' hoes, and countin' checks relentless
Beat the streets, I ducked the sentence, totin' Kriss Vec', jumpin' fences
Told my mama quit her job 'cause we don't need no f*ckin' pension
If it's smoke, better pay attention, lil' bro stay on go, he ain't missin'
The Glock 23 got a switch and extension
And you'll die over tweets, don't mention me
If you ain't with it, you still can get it
When you gon' realize I'm that nigga?
Made it out without a scratch, we was baby apes goin' to war with gorillas
Ski

Ayy, I'm startin' to realize I'm that nigga (I am)
Grab it low and then I send 'em
Don't take shit to be a killer (nope)
Even the church house filled with sinners
Nigga, my safe house filled with clippers
And I got on me in LA, I'm droppin' two, Kawhi Leonard

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Writer: Wisdom Mikeal Oluola, Herbert Wright III
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Rich Dropout

(Keyst-)
What we feel like? Some, some rockstar shit? (Keystone)
Ayy, huh

Ma, I'm finally rich, I never wanna hear 'bout school again
Whole world know me now, but, girl, I'm still your favorite hooligan
Relapsed off the drank a second time, I'm gon' get rude again
I'm still missin' screws

Like how the hell I got my pole in here?
Why you lookin' wrong in here?
Know I love my fans, I swear to God, I'll up and blow in here
Ayy, all my opps get trash bagged
Hit him twice, he mad-mad
Gang 'nem caught a body, went to shake, we call 'em Mad Max
Why these niggas cryin' on my phone, talkin' 'bout I had that?
Yeah, I had that
Money make these bitches crash fast
See, I saved you, I turned Zendaya into Ash Kaash
Boy, who played you?
I been the same way since high school, I never liked school, though

Ma, I'm finally rich, I never wanna hear 'bout school again
Whole world know me now, but, girl, I'm still your favorite hooligan
Relapsed off the drank a second time, I'm gon' get rude again
I'm still missin' screws

And I think I'm still missin' you
Uh, think it's just my mind probably, I can't read the room
Uh, think it's just my mind probably, I'm still needin' you
Uh, I don't got no time 'cause all the time I gave you
It's sad to say, since middle school, baby, you been the same you
Ma, I dropped out, I probably won't go back to school
Richer than my coach, principal and teachers too
I could probably buy the school, rent it out for all my goons
But until then, I'm makin' tunes, million-dollar calls on Zoom
Remember walkin' to the store, I tell my driver to the moon
I know sometimes it hurts, it's cool, that's just the way that life moves

That's just the way that life goes
Know the streets cold, know the streets
Ayy, mm, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, some shit like that

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(Keyst-)
What we feel like? Some, some rockstar shit? (Keystone)
Ayy, huh

Ma, I'm finally rich, I never wanna hear 'bout school again
Whole world know me now, but, girl, I'm still your favorite hooligan
Relapsed off the drank a second time, I'm gon' get rude again
I'm still missin' screws

Like how the hell I got my pole in here?
Why you lookin' wrong in here?
Know I love my fans, I swear to God, I'll up and blow in here
Ayy, all my opps get trash bagged
Hit him twice, he mad-mad
Gang 'nem caught a body, went to shake, we call 'em Mad Max
Why these niggas cryin' on my phone, talkin' 'bout I had that?
Yeah, I had that
Money make these bitches crash fast
See, I saved you, I turned Zendaya into Ash Kaash
Boy, who played you?
I been the same way since high school, I never liked school, though

Ma, I'm finally rich, I never wanna hear 'bout school again
Whole world know me now, but, girl, I'm still your favorite hooligan
Relapsed off the drank a second time, I'm gon' get rude again
I'm still missin' screws

And I think I'm still missin' you
Uh, think it's just my mind probably, I can't read the room
Uh, think it's just my mind probably, I'm still needin' you
Uh, I don't got no time 'cause all the time I gave you
It's sad to say, since middle school, baby, you been the same you
Ma, I dropped out, I probably won't go back to school
Richer than my coach, principal and teachers too
I could probably buy the school, rent it out for all my goons
But until then, I'm makin' tunes, million-dollar calls on Zoom
Remember walkin' to the store, I tell my driver to the moon
I know sometimes it hurts, it's cool, that's just the way that life moves

That's just the way that life goes
Know the streets cold, know the streets
Ayy, mm, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, some shit like that

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Life

        [ Featuring BabyChiefDoit ]
    

Life of the rich and famous
Oh, oh
(Ayy, pull up, Lam)
Hey

Life of the rich and famous, life already had been dangerous
These just ain't nothin' but hatin', this life be hard to tame
Huh, nigga like me fall in flames, huh, nigga, I got dragons to train
Huh, never dropped my gun or dropped no funds, lil' nigga, ain't drop no name

Me, I can't drop no names, me, I got too much aim
Me, I take all the blame, when shit go wrong, you think they call on me?
I can't never fall for freaks, somehow I always fall for freaks
I can't never fall asleep, I'm afraid my mind ain't me

I ain't goin' unless it's hoes on deck (hoes)
Her and her friends do manly drugs, in the party, all them hoes off X
Can't love you, you don't love yourself, these days, these hoes got no respect
I can't hang with a nigga that sit on they ass all day, gotta go collect
I seen that button, broke my neck
Stop, if you see the opps, watch me bounce out this bitch Nike Tech
If he don't wanna give that shit up, then chop off his wrist since you can't get the ice off neck
Bitch tried to tell me to spit some bars for her, she fried, she ain't cuttin' no check
Book my ho a flight on Spirit, she think she finna come private jet

I don't got no time, I usually spend it on the road
On my wrist is froze, you just like because it frozen
Both my pockets swole, know my bank account just swollen
I doubt she know this, ain't break her heart, that lil' bitch chose

Life of the rich and famous, life already had been dangerous
These just ain't nothin' but hatin', this life be hard to tame
Huh, nigga like me fall in flames, huh, nigga, I got dragons to train
Huh, never dropped my gun or dropped no funds, lil' nigga, ain't drop no name

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Life of the rich and famous
Oh, oh
(Ayy, pull up, Lam)
Hey

Life of the rich and famous, life already had been dangerous
These just ain't nothin' but hatin', this life be hard to tame
Huh, nigga like me fall in flames, huh, nigga, I got dragons to train
Huh, never dropped my gun or dropped no funds, lil' nigga, ain't drop no name

Me, I can't drop no names, me, I got too much aim
Me, I take all the blame, when shit go wrong, you think they call on me?
I can't never fall for freaks, somehow I always fall for freaks
I can't never fall asleep, I'm afraid my mind ain't me

I ain't goin' unless it's hoes on deck (hoes)
Her and her friends do manly drugs, in the party, all them hoes off X
Can't love you, you don't love yourself, these days, these hoes got no respect
I can't hang with a nigga that sit on they ass all day, gotta go collect
I seen that button, broke my neck
Stop, if you see the opps, watch me bounce out this bitch Nike Tech
If he don't wanna give that shit up, then chop off his wrist since you can't get the ice off neck
Bitch tried to tell me to spit some bars for her, she fried, she ain't cuttin' no check
Book my ho a flight on Spirit, she think she finna come private jet

I don't got no time, I usually spend it on the road
On my wrist is froze, you just like because it frozen
Both my pockets swole, know my bank account just swollen
I doubt she know this, ain't break her heart, that lil' bitch chose

Life of the rich and famous, life already had been dangerous
These just ain't nothin' but hatin', this life be hard to tame
Huh, nigga like me fall in flames, huh, nigga, I got dragons to train
Huh, never dropped my gun or dropped no funds, lil' nigga, ain't drop no name

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Writer: Wisdom Mikeal Oluola, Jayden Whittier-Jones
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Powerhouse

(Dxnte, you snapped on this one)
Ayy, pshh, ayy
I say, I say
I know I'm rich but don't blame this shit on, hmm
I say

I know I'm rich and all, don't blame this shit on me
'Cause I still (I still) disregard this fame and flame this bitch on 3 (3)
I'm still the same lil' nigga from the circle, shit ain't sweet (facts)
Only difference, I need pink, red, purple, I won't sleep, blue Mink dream
I'm f*cked up in the head, my mind don't even think (think)
But I still fill a bitch up with some lead before he think, that's deep
(Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, baow)
They knowin' I'm a real deal powerhouse, f*ck a lease
Big dog, f*ck a leash, my money tall, f*ck a fee

And if my money fall, the Earth shake
She take it off, the Earth quake
Hopefully, got a earth shake, no titties, no waist (no waist)
We're fightin' for the day
She ain't thick before she ate
She celibate, no f*ckin' way
She celibate, no f*ckin' way
Ayy, huh, brand-new Beamer, break the curb, I can spend it on a third
Who went broke? Bitch, you got nerve, I got money in reserve
I've been state to state to state, silly ho, I still got pape'
Last nigga, he got faced, ask why, bitch, I got fate
Anyway, this bitch go way too fast, the police won't even chase
Bend this corner, watch me kiss the curb, you think the devil race
Ayy, 'fore I smash the gas, this bitch love to twerk, that's why I love my V, say, brrt, blast
This bitch love to work, that's why I love my glee, oh, uh

I know I'm rich and all, don't blame this shit on me
'Cause I still (I still) disregard this fame and flame this bitch on 3 (3)
I'm still the same lil' nigga from the circle, shit ain't sweet (facts)
Only difference, I need pink, red, purple, I won't sleep, blue Mink dream
I'm f*cked up in the head, my mind don't even think (think)
But I still fill a bitch up with some lead before he think, that's deep
(Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, baow)
They knowin' I'm a real deal powerhouse, f*ck a lease
Big dog, f*ck a leash, my money tall, f*ck a fee

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English

(Dxnte, you snapped on this one)
Ayy, pshh, ayy
I say, I say
I know I'm rich but don't blame this shit on, hmm
I say

I know I'm rich and all, don't blame this shit on me
'Cause I still (I still) disregard this fame and flame this bitch on 3 (3)
I'm still the same lil' nigga from the circle, shit ain't sweet (facts)
Only difference, I need pink, red, purple, I won't sleep, blue Mink dream
I'm f*cked up in the head, my mind don't even think (think)
But I still fill a bitch up with some lead before he think, that's deep
(Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, baow)
They knowin' I'm a real deal powerhouse, f*ck a lease
Big dog, f*ck a leash, my money tall, f*ck a fee

And if my money fall, the Earth shake
She take it off, the Earth quake
Hopefully, got a earth shake, no titties, no waist (no waist)
We're fightin' for the day
She ain't thick before she ate
She celibate, no f*ckin' way
She celibate, no f*ckin' way
Ayy, huh, brand-new Beamer, break the curb, I can spend it on a third
Who went broke? Bitch, you got nerve, I got money in reserve
I've been state to state to state, silly ho, I still got pape'
Last nigga, he got faced, ask why, bitch, I got fate
Anyway, this bitch go way too fast, the police won't even chase
Bend this corner, watch me kiss the curb, you think the devil race
Ayy, 'fore I smash the gas, this bitch love to twerk, that's why I love my V, say, brrt, blast
This bitch love to work, that's why I love my glee, oh, uh

I know I'm rich and all, don't blame this shit on me
'Cause I still (I still) disregard this fame and flame this bitch on 3 (3)
I'm still the same lil' nigga from the circle, shit ain't sweet (facts)
Only difference, I need pink, red, purple, I won't sleep, blue Mink dream
I'm f*cked up in the head, my mind don't even think (think)
But I still fill a bitch up with some lead before he think, that's deep
(Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, baow)
They knowin' I'm a real deal powerhouse, f*ck a lease
Big dog, f*ck a leash, my money tall, f*ck a fee

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Plus

Woah
Everything you touch
Woah (Gentle Beatz)
Woah
Woah

Woah
Everything a plus, huh
Draco flame, it buss, huh, everything you touch
Gotta know I'm up for real
My cleaners come in pairs, up two-fifty for my deal
My money everything still (ayy)
I can go anywhere but broke
You can call me anything but lil'
This ho know every word but "go"
Had to tell her, "Bae, it's just the crib"

Just the crib
Hey, baby girl

I could ask you how you feel, but I don't give a f*ck for real
Nigga go against the grain, get hit with wood, that's how it is
Feelin' like a dyke, runnin' 'round with strap, I'm really gettin' tired of niggas
Kill a box of opps, they don't want they sink to ship, they hide the nigga
Once them extras get on feet, it's hard to run
All black G mask, ice on me, can't tell me nothin'
All I'm tellin' a nigga is go, then it be done
I don't want no lil' fish, get the littest one
Get him gone
He just spinned, said it was fun
I'm not into pickin' faces, I pop shit on anyone
When I say that's my lil' favorite shit, that's my lil' favorite one
Over here, you'll get the greatest, well, we got the greatest gun, woah

Woah
Everything a plus, huh
Draco flame, it buss, huh, everything you touch
Gotta know I'm up for real
My cleaners come in pairs, up two-fifty for my deal
My money everything still (ayy)
I can go anywhere but broke
You can call me anything but lil'
This ho know every word but "go"
Had to tell her, "Bae, it's just the crib"

Woah
Bae, it's just the home
And you know we grown, that's not my bitch, that's just the homie
This a Hublot, not a Rollie
This a Maybach, not a Benz
You can't say I'm not a real nigga, I say it all depends
Was tired of bein' poor (woah), I'm tired of sayin' no (let's go)
On Flip, I ain't even much tryna talk, you die, I tell him go (hey)
I can seal the pour, ain't slow
How you feel, I feel for bro
Mm, nigga steal and you still poor
Every day still a plus for sure

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Woah
Everything you touch
Woah (Gentle Beatz)
Woah
Woah

Woah
Everything a plus, huh
Draco flame, it buss, huh, everything you touch
Gotta know I'm up for real
My cleaners come in pairs, up two-fifty for my deal
My money everything still (ayy)
I can go anywhere but broke
You can call me anything but lil'
This ho know every word but "go"
Had to tell her, "Bae, it's just the crib"

Just the crib
Hey, baby girl

I could ask you how you feel, but I don't give a f*ck for real
Nigga go against the grain, get hit with wood, that's how it is
Feelin' like a dyke, runnin' 'round with strap, I'm really gettin' tired of niggas
Kill a box of opps, they don't want they sink to ship, they hide the nigga
Once them extras get on feet, it's hard to run
All black G mask, ice on me, can't tell me nothin'
All I'm tellin' a nigga is go, then it be done
I don't want no lil' fish, get the littest one
Get him gone
He just spinned, said it was fun
I'm not into pickin' faces, I pop shit on anyone
When I say that's my lil' favorite shit, that's my lil' favorite one
Over here, you'll get the greatest, well, we got the greatest gun, woah

Woah
Everything a plus, huh
Draco flame, it buss, huh, everything you touch
Gotta know I'm up for real
My cleaners come in pairs, up two-fifty for my deal
My money everything still (ayy)
I can go anywhere but broke
You can call me anything but lil'
This ho know every word but "go"
Had to tell her, "Bae, it's just the crib"

Woah
Bae, it's just the home
And you know we grown, that's not my bitch, that's just the homie
This a Hublot, not a Rollie
This a Maybach, not a Benz
You can't say I'm not a real nigga, I say it all depends
Was tired of bein' poor (woah), I'm tired of sayin' no (let's go)
On Flip, I ain't even much tryna talk, you die, I tell him go (hey)
I can seal the pour, ain't slow
How you feel, I feel for bro
Mm, nigga steal and you still poor
Every day still a plus for sure

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I Hope

(Keystone)
Feeling good, I'm feeling great
Woah

Yeah, feeling good, I'm feeling great
No, I lied, I'm feeling straight
Too many clips, I hope he play
And mama scared, I don't wanna change
Say I'm living wrong, I hope you pray
Say I pray for love, I'm tired of hate
But I see love and run away
I just seen death the other day
That's why I look the other way

Shit, it's all on me, just know I'm straight
Any day of the week, bitch, you know I'm paid
Keep f*ckin' with me when he know he can't
Say I'm tired of the streets when you know I ain't
Can you pass me love? No, I can't
Why don't I just ask if I'm okay?
I don't know enough, I hope you straight
I hope you straight, I do, okay
But pay 'em off, write 'em down
You just wanna fight 'em now
She think I got rich and ever since, that I just lie a lot
I don't wanna lie alone, I seen people die a lot
I don't wanna die alone, I feel like I'm dyin' slow
I know who I'm dyin' for and I always keep my iron on
But I always keep my eyes low, my blinds low, I do
Feeling good, sometimes, I can't, life is good, most times, it ain't
It's time you think, I hope you see what it's gon' do to you
If it all go bad, I know I'm straight, I got a studio
Ayy, it all went bad, I know I'm straight, I made my money, ayy
Know you said you done with what? Don't think I've done enough
You say when it's all said and done

I'm feeling good, I'm feeling great
No, I lied, I'm feeling straight
Too many clips, I hope he play
And mama scared, I don't wanna change
Say I'm living wrong, I hope you pray
Say I pray for love, I'm tired of hate
But I see love and run away
I just seen death the other day
That's why I look the other way

Woah
Oh
Woah, woah
That's why I look the other way

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(Keystone)
Feeling good, I'm feeling great
Woah

Yeah, feeling good, I'm feeling great
No, I lied, I'm feeling straight
Too many clips, I hope he play
And mama scared, I don't wanna change
Say I'm living wrong, I hope you pray
Say I pray for love, I'm tired of hate
But I see love and run away
I just seen death the other day
That's why I look the other way

Shit, it's all on me, just know I'm straight
Any day of the week, bitch, you know I'm paid
Keep f*ckin' with me when he know he can't
Say I'm tired of the streets when you know I ain't
Can you pass me love? No, I can't
Why don't I just ask if I'm okay?
I don't know enough, I hope you straight
I hope you straight, I do, okay
But pay 'em off, write 'em down
You just wanna fight 'em now
She think I got rich and ever since, that I just lie a lot
I don't wanna lie alone, I seen people die a lot
I don't wanna die alone, I feel like I'm dyin' slow
I know who I'm dyin' for and I always keep my iron on
But I always keep my eyes low, my blinds low, I do
Feeling good, sometimes, I can't, life is good, most times, it ain't
It's time you think, I hope you see what it's gon' do to you
If it all go bad, I know I'm straight, I got a studio
Ayy, it all went bad, I know I'm straight, I made my money, ayy
Know you said you done with what? Don't think I've done enough
You say when it's all said and done

I'm feeling good, I'm feeling great
No, I lied, I'm feeling straight
Too many clips, I hope he play
And mama scared, I don't wanna change
Say I'm living wrong, I hope you pray
Say I pray for love, I'm tired of hate
But I see love and run away
I just seen death the other day
That's why I look the other way

Woah
Oh
Woah, woah
That's why I look the other way

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Don't Change

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All On Me

(Pipe that shit up, TnT) 
(Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy) 
 
Used to missin' every call, ain't been gettin' no sleep 
Baby, let me know what's wrong, you can put it all on me 
Say you look perfect when it's on, just take it off for me 
Your body pressure with it on, pressure with it off 
Can't wait 'til I can get up off this road, I'm comin' home to you 
Really had too much on top my mind, I'ma put it all on you 
Soon as it get stuck on top my grind, I ain't tryna fall on you 
Let me know what we gon' do when it all goes (Bad) 
 
Goes bad, swear that you got me if you need me 
Baby, don't be sad, just play this song if I'm ever mean 
And I know I do you wrong, but never once you ever thought 'bout leavin' 
Gotta thank you for that 
It's hard to love with an empty chest and hella scrapes on your back (Yeah) 
When it come to love, I do my best to never stress where we at 
Think we best where we at 
What's your impression of that? 
Can't love a nigga on the run, I think it's best if you flee 
It might be better for me 
 
Used to missin' every call, ain't been gettin' no sleep 
Baby, let me know what's wrong, you can put it all on me 
Say you look perfect when it's on, just take it off for me 
Your body pressure with it on, pressure with it off 
Can't wait 'til I can get up off this road, I'm comin' home to you 
Really had too much on top my mind, I'ma put it all on you 
Soon as it get stuck on top my grind, I ain't tryna fall on you 
Let me know what we gon' do when it all goes

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(Pipe that shit up, TnT) 
(Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy) 
 
Used to missin' every call, ain't been gettin' no sleep 
Baby, let me know what's wrong, you can put it all on me 
Say you look perfect when it's on, just take it off for me 
Your body pressure with it on, pressure with it off 
Can't wait 'til I can get up off this road, I'm comin' home to you 
Really had too much on top my mind, I'ma put it all on you 
Soon as it get stuck on top my grind, I ain't tryna fall on you 
Let me know what we gon' do when it all goes (Bad) 
 
Goes bad, swear that you got me if you need me 
Baby, don't be sad, just play this song if I'm ever mean 
And I know I do you wrong, but never once you ever thought 'bout leavin' 
Gotta thank you for that 
It's hard to love with an empty chest and hella scrapes on your back (Yeah) 
When it come to love, I do my best to never stress where we at 
Think we best where we at 
What's your impression of that? 
Can't love a nigga on the run, I think it's best if you flee 
It might be better for me 
 
Used to missin' every call, ain't been gettin' no sleep 
Baby, let me know what's wrong, you can put it all on me 
Say you look perfect when it's on, just take it off for me 
Your body pressure with it on, pressure with it off 
Can't wait 'til I can get up off this road, I'm comin' home to you 
Really had too much on top my mind, I'ma put it all on you 
Soon as it get stuck on top my grind, I ain't tryna fall on you 
Let me know what we gon' do when it all goes

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Woosah

Woosah, woosah, f*ck the hooka (woah) 
I saw what I saw, f*ck what you saw 
I've been on my day-to-day (what you? Feel like, like, like, okay) 
Disappear like David Blaine (ayy, pull up, Lam) 
 
I say, "Woosah, woosah, f*ck the hook" 
I saw what I saw (woah), f*ck what you saw 
I've been on my day 
I might disappear like David Blaine, okay (woah) 
 
I can tell you 'bout my life but you won't understand (no) 
Couple cribs I'm payin' for I ain't even stayin (I ain't goin') 
Told big bro I'm still gon' drink, he said, "I understand" (he don't) 
She don't understand (she don't), f*ck I look like lettin' you get over? 
I know granny gettin' older and this shit sad I'm never sober, I'm not lonely, I'm a loner 
Sice Juju died, ain't get no closure, since TJ died, ain't get no closure 
Since Sed died, death gettin' closer, say, I sip drink 'fore I explode 
Tryna to beat his block 'til we explode it (baow, baow, baow, baow) 
Tryna to beat his block 'til that bitch broke (broke) 
One opp get block, don't do no post (woah) 
One opp get popped, niggas know I'm smokin' (woah) 
You smokin' on who? Now it ain't no smokin' (smokin', nigga, f*ck wrong with you?) 
Brrt, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah (smokin' on who? Now it ain't no-) 
 
I say, "Woosah, woosah, f*ck the hooka" (shit) 
I saw what I saw (yeah), f*ck what you saw 
I've been on my day-to-day (day-to-day, disappear like- I will) 
Okay, oh 
 
FN all black just the dark night just like Bruce Wayne to a ho 
Shit, you know I'll save the day, but I can never save a ho (no) 
Unless I'm savin' for the gang (huh) 
You say you love me, you can't (no), I see this shit every day 
Say, "Ooh, shit, my deuce drop" (deuce drop), f*ck the hooka (huh) 
I saw what I saw (bitch), don't tell what you saw 
Youngins hop out day-to-day (they will) 
And disappear like David Blaine, nah (crazy) 
 
Woosah, woosah, f*ck the hooka 
I saw what I saw, f*ck what you saw 
I've been on my day-to-day 
Disappear like David Blaine

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Woosah, woosah, f*ck the hooka (woah) 
I saw what I saw, f*ck what you saw 
I've been on my day-to-day (what you? Feel like, like, like, okay) 
Disappear like David Blaine (ayy, pull up, Lam) 
 
I say, "Woosah, woosah, f*ck the hook" 
I saw what I saw (woah), f*ck what you saw 
I've been on my day 
I might disappear like David Blaine, okay (woah) 
 
I can tell you 'bout my life but you won't understand (no) 
Couple cribs I'm payin' for I ain't even stayin (I ain't goin') 
Told big bro I'm still gon' drink, he said, "I understand" (he don't) 
She don't understand (she don't), f*ck I look like lettin' you get over? 
I know granny gettin' older and this shit sad I'm never sober, I'm not lonely, I'm a loner 
Sice Juju died, ain't get no closure, since TJ died, ain't get no closure 
Since Sed died, death gettin' closer, say, I sip drink 'fore I explode 
Tryna to beat his block 'til we explode it (baow, baow, baow, baow) 
Tryna to beat his block 'til that bitch broke (broke) 
One opp get block, don't do no post (woah) 
One opp get popped, niggas know I'm smokin' (woah) 
You smokin' on who? Now it ain't no smokin' (smokin', nigga, f*ck wrong with you?) 
Brrt, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah (smokin' on who? Now it ain't no-) 
 
I say, "Woosah, woosah, f*ck the hooka" (shit) 
I saw what I saw (yeah), f*ck what you saw 
I've been on my day-to-day (day-to-day, disappear like- I will) 
Okay, oh 
 
FN all black just the dark night just like Bruce Wayne to a ho 
Shit, you know I'll save the day, but I can never save a ho (no) 
Unless I'm savin' for the gang (huh) 
You say you love me, you can't (no), I see this shit every day 
Say, "Ooh, shit, my deuce drop" (deuce drop), f*ck the hooka (huh) 
I saw what I saw (bitch), don't tell what you saw 
Youngins hop out day-to-day (they will) 
And disappear like David Blaine, nah (crazy) 
 
Woosah, woosah, f*ck the hooka 
I saw what I saw, f*ck what you saw 
I've been on my day-to-day 
Disappear like David Blaine

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Afraid

It's gettin' hard to let you go (pipe that shit up, TNT)
It's gettin' hard to let you go (why they mad?)
It's gettin' hard to let you
Tss, ayy

It's gettin' hard to let you go
On the road I need you more, that's why I keep on losin' focus
So if you love me, hold me close (ayy)
My opps is dead, my family fed, it's safe to say I cracked the code
I'm finally rich, but I'm still scared, I feel I'm still gon' need some more
I'm so scared of dyin' broke
Say, where the drank? I need some more
It's gettin' hard to let you go, it's even harder to let you know
When shit get hard, don't let me go
Baby, I'm scarred don't leave me 'lone, I just don't want to be alone
Nobody wants to be alone, I'm afraid of bein' alone

I am (truly)
Afraid of bein'-
I am
Grrt (ayy)
Uh (ayy)

Lost, baby, don't mind me (don't mind me)
Bank heist, it's cash on me (cash on me)
Brought twenty thousand, TSA, I don't got no ID
And we don't do proceeds (I don't), them folks be knowin' it's me (facts)
See, I get up and chase my dreams, I can't get nothin' but sleep (ayy, oh)
So we don't sleep at all (I don't), what's sleep? I don't recall (I don't)
Days on the road, back-to-back flights, I damn near seen it all (I have)
For you, I'll do it all (I'll will)
It's gon' be hard to let me go, I hope it's hard to let me go

On the road I need you more, that's why I keep on losin' focus
So if you love me, hold me close
My opps is dead, my family fed, it's safe to say I cracked the code
I'm finally rich, but I'm still scared, I feel I'm still gon' need some more
I'm so scared of dyin' broke
Say, where the drank? I need some more
It's gettin' hard to let you go, it's even harder to let you know
When shit get hard, don't let me go
Baby, I'm scared don't leave me 'lone, I just don't want to be alone
Nobody wants to be alone, I'm afraid of bein' alone

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It's gettin' hard to let you go (pipe that shit up, TNT)
It's gettin' hard to let you go (why they mad?)
It's gettin' hard to let you
Tss, ayy

It's gettin' hard to let you go
On the road I need you more, that's why I keep on losin' focus
So if you love me, hold me close (ayy)
My opps is dead, my family fed, it's safe to say I cracked the code
I'm finally rich, but I'm still scared, I feel I'm still gon' need some more
I'm so scared of dyin' broke
Say, where the drank? I need some more
It's gettin' hard to let you go, it's even harder to let you know
When shit get hard, don't let me go
Baby, I'm scarred don't leave me 'lone, I just don't want to be alone
Nobody wants to be alone, I'm afraid of bein' alone

I am (truly)
Afraid of bein'-
I am
Grrt (ayy)
Uh (ayy)

Lost, baby, don't mind me (don't mind me)
Bank heist, it's cash on me (cash on me)
Brought twenty thousand, TSA, I don't got no ID
And we don't do proceeds (I don't), them folks be knowin' it's me (facts)
See, I get up and chase my dreams, I can't get nothin' but sleep (ayy, oh)
So we don't sleep at all (I don't), what's sleep? I don't recall (I don't)
Days on the road, back-to-back flights, I damn near seen it all (I have)
For you, I'll do it all (I'll will)
It's gon' be hard to let me go, I hope it's hard to let me go

On the road I need you more, that's why I keep on losin' focus
So if you love me, hold me close
My opps is dead, my family fed, it's safe to say I cracked the code
I'm finally rich, but I'm still scared, I feel I'm still gon' need some more
I'm so scared of dyin' broke
Say, where the drank? I need some more
It's gettin' hard to let you go, it's even harder to let you know
When shit get hard, don't let me go
Baby, I'm scared don't leave me 'lone, I just don't want to be alone
Nobody wants to be alone, I'm afraid of bein' alone

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Anyways

[ Featuring TnTXD ]

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Everyday

[Hurricane Wisdom:] 
Woah 
Woah (Keystone) 
Woah (Keystone) 
Let's go 
 
Another day, another dollar, that's what my people say 
I know they see I made it out, they don't see I made a way 
Ain't got too much to complain about, I know my people straight 
I know my paper straight 
This shit go good, this shit go bad, I still go day for day 
I leave the crib with extra mags, you never know, well, ayy 
I don't want you watchin' just to see if it's the time I pay 
Boy, I'm so country, I done went bought a crib with a lake 
This shit ain't every day, you know 
 
[Sqweez:] 
Hmm, this shit ain't every day 
I done seen some crazy things, thank God that I'm still okay 
Fire bend, we play with flames, call gang, they pop out with K's 
She keep talkin' like she my main, can't trust, all these hoes the same 
Huh, in a supercar, this bitch go super fast 
Nigga, put that pistol down, you don't know what to do with that 
Real smoker, if he said it's smoke, I never ran from it 
Real focused, when it come to business, I'ma stand on it 
Another day, another problem, no one to talk about it 
I get home, she tryna fight me, but I'm too exhausted 
Huh, lil' bro told me to chase that bag, I do that shit regardless 
I keep that heat just like D-Wade, but step back like I'm Harden 
 
[Hurricane Wisdom:] 
Another day, another dollar, that's what my people say 
I know they see I made it out, they don't see I made a way 
Ain't got too much to complain about, I know my people straight 
I know my paper straight 
This shit go good, this shit go bad, I still go day for day 
I leave the crib with extra mags, you never know, well, ayy 
I don't want you watchin' just to see if it's the time I pay 
Boy, I'm so country, I done went bought a crib with a lake 
This shit ain't every day, you know 
 
[Soldier Kidd:] 
We shoot like every day, you know 
Where I'm from, you rap or swang a door 
If it's barricaded, every day, get dough 
You niggas just miss, don't swang no more 
He on my list, get hit for sure 
Go hit for hit, Rocky Balboa 
I hate my bitch, I love these hoes 
Just put me in, I'm tryna score (I'm tryna score) 
I'm tryna, I'm tryna, I'm tryna (Uh) 
Every day, twenty-four just like Kobe 
He gave you Tubi, I'm tryna take you overseas 
Hope they don't notice me 
I keep this pole on me (Rrah, rrah, rrah) 
 
[Hurricane Wisdom:] 
Another day, another dollar, that's what my people say 
I know they see I made it out, they don't see I made a way 
Ain't got too much to complain about, I know my people straight 
I know my paper straight 
This shit go good, this shit go bad, I still go day for day 
I leave the crib with extra mags, you never know, well, ayy 
I don't want you watchin' just to see if it's the time I pay 
Boy, I'm so country, I done went bought a crib with a lake 
This shit ain't every day, you know

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[Hurricane Wisdom:] 
Woah 
Woah (Keystone) 
Woah (Keystone) 
Let's go 
 
Another day, another dollar, that's what my people say 
I know they see I made it out, they don't see I made a way 
Ain't got too much to complain about, I know my people straight 
I know my paper straight 
This shit go good, this shit go bad, I still go day for day 
I leave the crib with extra mags, you never know, well, ayy 
I don't want you watchin' just to see if it's the time I pay 
Boy, I'm so country, I done went bought a crib with a lake 
This shit ain't every day, you know 
 
[Sqweez:] 
Hmm, this shit ain't every day 
I done seen some crazy things, thank God that I'm still okay 
Fire bend, we play with flames, call gang, they pop out with K's 
She keep talkin' like she my main, can't trust, all these hoes the same 
Huh, in a supercar, this bitch go super fast 
Nigga, put that pistol down, you don't know what to do with that 
Real smoker, if he said it's smoke, I never ran from it 
Real focused, when it come to business, I'ma stand on it 
Another day, another problem, no one to talk about it 
I get home, she tryna fight me, but I'm too exhausted 
Huh, lil' bro told me to chase that bag, I do that shit regardless 
I keep that heat just like D-Wade, but step back like I'm Harden 
 
[Hurricane Wisdom:] 
Another day, another dollar, that's what my people say 
I know they see I made it out, they don't see I made a way 
Ain't got too much to complain about, I know my people straight 
I know my paper straight 
This shit go good, this shit go bad, I still go day for day 
I leave the crib with extra mags, you never know, well, ayy 
I don't want you watchin' just to see if it's the time I pay 
Boy, I'm so country, I done went bought a crib with a lake 
This shit ain't every day, you know 
 
[Soldier Kidd:] 
We shoot like every day, you know 
Where I'm from, you rap or swang a door 
If it's barricaded, every day, get dough 
You niggas just miss, don't swang no more 
He on my list, get hit for sure 
Go hit for hit, Rocky Balboa 
I hate my bitch, I love these hoes 
Just put me in, I'm tryna score (I'm tryna score) 
I'm tryna, I'm tryna, I'm tryna (Uh) 
Every day, twenty-four just like Kobe 
He gave you Tubi, I'm tryna take you overseas 
Hope they don't notice me 
I keep this pole on me (Rrah, rrah, rrah) 
 
[Hurricane Wisdom:] 
Another day, another dollar, that's what my people say 
I know they see I made it out, they don't see I made a way 
Ain't got too much to complain about, I know my people straight 
I know my paper straight 
This shit go good, this shit go bad, I still go day for day 
I leave the crib with extra mags, you never know, well, ayy 
I don't want you watchin' just to see if it's the time I pay 
Boy, I'm so country, I done went bought a crib with a lake 
This shit ain't every day, you know

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Writer: Hurricane Wisdom, Carl Exantus, Myles Turner
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Spike Lee

F*ck me 'cause I'm- 
(Ayy, pull up, Lam) 
Know my heart cold, she only f*ck me 'cause I'm- 
 
Ayy, know my heart cold, she only f*ck me 'cause I'm icy (Ayy) 
I make too much money, give a f*ck about who like me (Ayy) 
He reach for this chain, lights, camera action, Wisdom Spike Lee (Ayy) 
Too many drugs inside this cup, you cannot spike me (Ayy, huh) 
Too many guns up in this club, you cannot fight me (Ayy) 
Shit unusual, I crack the seal, now I'm unlike me (Ayy) 
All you see is dubs, dubs, dubs, that's how my night be 
I pour up a four and roll a three, that's how my day start (Ayy) 
 
You think this a super GRD, it's just a day car (Ayy) 
Nighttime, it's a go-kart 
Mm, slidin' super fast and supercharged and it ain't my car 
And this bitch got super head, a stupid ass and she ain't my broad 
Okay, I always keep my banger (Woah) 
Probably richer than a banger (Woah) 
I push this Dodge and own a Phantom (Woah) 
These niggas died, left a fake (Woah) 
You get up close and that ho fainted 
You get up close and that ho fainted (Woah, woah) 
 
Ayy, know my heart cold, she only f*ck me 'cause I'm icy (Ayy) 
I make too much money, give a f*ck about who like me (Ayy) 
He reach for this chain, lights, camera action, Wisdom Spike Lee (Ayy) 
Too many drugs inside this cup, you cannot spike me (Ayy, huh) 
Too many guns up in this club, you cannot fight me (Ayy) 
Shit unusual, I crack the seal, now I'm unlike me (Ayy) 
All you see is dubs, dubs, dubs, that's how my night be 
I pour up a four and roll a three, that's how my day start

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F*ck me 'cause I'm- 
(Ayy, pull up, Lam) 
Know my heart cold, she only f*ck me 'cause I'm- 
 
Ayy, know my heart cold, she only f*ck me 'cause I'm icy (Ayy) 
I make too much money, give a f*ck about who like me (Ayy) 
He reach for this chain, lights, camera action, Wisdom Spike Lee (Ayy) 
Too many drugs inside this cup, you cannot spike me (Ayy, huh) 
Too many guns up in this club, you cannot fight me (Ayy) 
Shit unusual, I crack the seal, now I'm unlike me (Ayy) 
All you see is dubs, dubs, dubs, that's how my night be 
I pour up a four and roll a three, that's how my day start (Ayy) 
 
You think this a super GRD, it's just a day car (Ayy) 
Nighttime, it's a go-kart 
Mm, slidin' super fast and supercharged and it ain't my car 
And this bitch got super head, a stupid ass and she ain't my broad 
Okay, I always keep my banger (Woah) 
Probably richer than a banger (Woah) 
I push this Dodge and own a Phantom (Woah) 
These niggas died, left a fake (Woah) 
You get up close and that ho fainted 
You get up close and that ho fainted (Woah, woah) 
 
Ayy, know my heart cold, she only f*ck me 'cause I'm icy (Ayy) 
I make too much money, give a f*ck about who like me (Ayy) 
He reach for this chain, lights, camera action, Wisdom Spike Lee (Ayy) 
Too many drugs inside this cup, you cannot spike me (Ayy, huh) 
Too many guns up in this club, you cannot fight me (Ayy) 
Shit unusual, I crack the seal, now I'm unlike me (Ayy) 
All you see is dubs, dubs, dubs, that's how my night be 
I pour up a four and roll a three, that's how my day start

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Writer: Wisdom Mikeal Oluola
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On Stream

Hello 
You know? 
 
Okay 
Real life, real smacker, I'll do this shit on stream 
All my poles come with the beam, all my hoes come with the dream 
I'm with Reggie, don't smoke reggie, I get higher than Celine 
What it cost to know what I mean? For that money, I'm a fiend 
 
For that money, I'm a fiend, I'm a goblin for the green 
I got bitches on my dick, I told that bitch to join the stream 
Toss the pack, yeah, that's the touchdown, told that bitch to join the team 
Me and bro, we chasing racks, I told lil' bro, "Let's chase the dream" 
Hella W's in the chat, you know my chat gon' turn me up 
GG, they be in the back, and we got racks stuffed in the front 
And my bro be smoking hella weed, he told me, "Roll it up" 
 
Okay, they say this road here hella mean, that's why I beat it up 
Know that I'm from Florida, every song, I speed it up 
Okay, know we on our grind, what Kendrick say? "It's not enough" 
Okay, left wrist lighting up, huh, my right one bright as f*ck 
You know I turn some shit to gold, I got the Midas touch 
 
Huh, I'm from Baltimore, you play 'nem, they gon' hit you up 
Huh, call my favorite eater, she gon' come and eat me up 
Huh, smoking hella trees, I swear to God this bitch a stump 
Huh, she gon' call my phone, and after that, I'm hanging up

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Hello 
You know? 
 
Okay 
Real life, real smacker, I'll do this shit on stream 
All my poles come with the beam, all my hoes come with the dream 
I'm with Reggie, don't smoke reggie, I get higher than Celine 
What it cost to know what I mean? For that money, I'm a fiend 
 
For that money, I'm a fiend, I'm a goblin for the green 
I got bitches on my dick, I told that bitch to join the stream 
Toss the pack, yeah, that's the touchdown, told that bitch to join the team 
Me and bro, we chasing racks, I told lil' bro, "Let's chase the dream" 
Hella W's in the chat, you know my chat gon' turn me up 
GG, they be in the back, and we got racks stuffed in the front 
And my bro be smoking hella weed, he told me, "Roll it up" 
 
Okay, they say this road here hella mean, that's why I beat it up 
Know that I'm from Florida, every song, I speed it up 
Okay, know we on our grind, what Kendrick say? "It's not enough" 
Okay, left wrist lighting up, huh, my right one bright as f*ck 
You know I turn some shit to gold, I got the Midas touch 
 
Huh, I'm from Baltimore, you play 'nem, they gon' hit you up 
Huh, call my favorite eater, she gon' come and eat me up 
Huh, smoking hella trees, I swear to God this bitch a stump 
Huh, she gon' call my phone, and after that, I'm hanging up

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Writer: Wisdom Mikeal Oluola, Reginald Travers
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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(Keystone)
Hey

Hmm, OT, I'm geeked up (oh)
OT, I'm geeked up (oh)
OT, I'm geeked off meds
.35 to my head
He shot, think I'm scared
I ain't Tjay, my dead
Oh, we goin' geeked up (we goin' geeked up)
Oh, we goin' geeked up (hey)
Oh, we goin' geeked off meds
Huh, I get it fast and spend it fast, this life wasn't never planned (oh)
Oh, we goin' geeked up (we goin' geeked up)
Get high, I never land (oh)
You know it's times I walk away, but I ain't never ran

Oh, we goin' geeked up
Oh, we goin' geeked up
Oh, we goin' geeked off meds
Oh, we gon' get the cases
Point four, I still case it
I'll show you why I'm never lazy
We sayin' we're gravy, baby
OT, I'm geeked off- (ayy)
OT, I'm drinkin' somethin' (ayy)
Two tens, feelin' sober (ayy)
One-two Gens, I'm never lonely (ayy)
Know shit ain't fine, we're makin' it work
I'm stuck in my mind, I'm makin' it worse
Free Ty, he'll do a nigga worse
Free Mody, he'll do a nigga first
I'll do it again, I don't need no urge
.35, I ain't even on Earth
He lied, now his ass in the dirt
Went live, then he got his ass murked
He standin' ten when you mentionin' murder
Too blessed, but I love life being a burden
Face splat, then it feel like a burger
What we doin', these niggas unheard of
OT, I'm geeked off murder

Hmm, OT, I'm geeked up (oh)
OT, I'm geeked up (oh)
OT, I'm geeked off meds
.35 to my head
He shot, think I'm scared
I ain't Tjay, my dead
Oh, we goin' geeked up (we goin' geeked up)
Oh, we goin' geeked up (hey)
Oh, we goin' geeked off meds
Huh, I get it fast and spend it fast, this life wasn't never planned (oh)
Oh, we goin' geeked up (we goin' geeked up)
Get high, I never land (oh)
You know it's times I walk away, but I ain't never ran

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English

(Keystone)
Hey

Hmm, OT, I'm geeked up (oh)
OT, I'm geeked up (oh)
OT, I'm geeked off meds
.35 to my head
He shot, think I'm scared
I ain't Tjay, my dead
Oh, we goin' geeked up (we goin' geeked up)
Oh, we goin' geeked up (hey)
Oh, we goin' geeked off meds
Huh, I get it fast and spend it fast, this life wasn't never planned (oh)
Oh, we goin' geeked up (we goin' geeked up)
Get high, I never land (oh)
You know it's times I walk away, but I ain't never ran

Oh, we goin' geeked up
Oh, we goin' geeked up
Oh, we goin' geeked off meds
Oh, we gon' get the cases
Point four, I still case it
I'll show you why I'm never lazy
We sayin' we're gravy, baby
OT, I'm geeked off- (ayy)
OT, I'm drinkin' somethin' (ayy)
Two tens, feelin' sober (ayy)
One-two Gens, I'm never lonely (ayy)
Know shit ain't fine, we're makin' it work
I'm stuck in my mind, I'm makin' it worse
Free Ty, he'll do a nigga worse
Free Mody, he'll do a nigga first
I'll do it again, I don't need no urge
.35, I ain't even on Earth
He lied, now his ass in the dirt
Went live, then he got his ass murked
He standin' ten when you mentionin' murder
Too blessed, but I love life being a burden
Face splat, then it feel like a burger
What we doin', these niggas unheard of
OT, I'm geeked off murder

Hmm, OT, I'm geeked up (oh)
OT, I'm geeked up (oh)
OT, I'm geeked off meds
.35 to my head
He shot, think I'm scared
I ain't Tjay, my dead
Oh, we goin' geeked up (we goin' geeked up)
Oh, we goin' geeked up (hey)
Oh, we goin' geeked off meds
Huh, I get it fast and spend it fast, this life wasn't never planned (oh)
Oh, we goin' geeked up (we goin' geeked up)
Get high, I never land (oh)
You know it's times I walk away, but I ain't never ran

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Writer: Hurricane Wisdom
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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2 Phones

[Raq Baby:] 
Huh, can't through my jack, yeah, I got two phones 
He talk crazy, ain't too long 'til he die, we gon' break two bones 
Suit up, put my shoes on 
Hearin' about some shit we did every time we put the news on 
Talk to my mama, tell her it's hard to do right, so that's why we do wrong 
 
Spanish bitch tried to set me up, send my vato to kill her puto 
He ain't strong enough play with us, send his bitch ass to JUCO 
Ain't goin' for shit, snuck a big-ass switch right inside my blue coat 
He died tryna think with his dick and to the sky that you gone 
Pop a Perc' and you gone 
I never was duckin' shit, I been had murderer songs 
 
[Hurricane Wisdom:] 
Ooh, I be with real smackers, come through, tear up every zone 
Ayy, ain't nothin' to tell 'em to go 
Ain't nothin' to tell a bitch, "No" 
Ayy, huh, I press that button, them boys gon' crash, this shit ain't nothin' but a mode 
Look like he ain't nothin' but a joke 
Ayy, niggas know I beat the block when I see it 
Ayy, didn't make it out, is you hearin' me? 
Ayy, this is too wide and I'm steerin' it 
Ayy, boy gon' go hide 
'Cause if he drop that lo', he know I'm clearin' it 
And gon' whip this like stolie 
Ayy, f*ckin' this bitch like I own her 
I'll cook in your crib like I own it 
Shit, I got two phones, you ain't goin' through shit 
 
[Raq Baby:] 
Huh, can't through my jack, yeah, I got two phones 
He talk crazy, ain't too long 'til he die, we gon' break two bones 
Suit up, put my shoes on 
Hearin' about some shit we did every time we put the news on 
Talk to my mama, tell her it's hard to do right, so that's why we do wrong

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[Raq Baby:] 
Huh, can't through my jack, yeah, I got two phones 
He talk crazy, ain't too long 'til he die, we gon' break two bones 
Suit up, put my shoes on 
Hearin' about some shit we did every time we put the news on 
Talk to my mama, tell her it's hard to do right, so that's why we do wrong 
 
Spanish bitch tried to set me up, send my vato to kill her puto 
He ain't strong enough play with us, send his bitch ass to JUCO 
Ain't goin' for shit, snuck a big-ass switch right inside my blue coat 
He died tryna think with his dick and to the sky that you gone 
Pop a Perc' and you gone 
I never was duckin' shit, I been had murderer songs 
 
[Hurricane Wisdom:] 
Ooh, I be with real smackers, come through, tear up every zone 
Ayy, ain't nothin' to tell 'em to go 
Ain't nothin' to tell a bitch, "No" 
Ayy, huh, I press that button, them boys gon' crash, this shit ain't nothin' but a mode 
Look like he ain't nothin' but a joke 
Ayy, niggas know I beat the block when I see it 
Ayy, didn't make it out, is you hearin' me? 
Ayy, this is too wide and I'm steerin' it 
Ayy, boy gon' go hide 
'Cause if he drop that lo', he know I'm clearin' it 
And gon' whip this like stolie 
Ayy, f*ckin' this bitch like I own her 
I'll cook in your crib like I own it 
Shit, I got two phones, you ain't goin' through shit 
 
[Raq Baby:] 
Huh, can't through my jack, yeah, I got two phones 
He talk crazy, ain't too long 'til he die, we gon' break two bones 
Suit up, put my shoes on 
Hearin' about some shit we did every time we put the news on 
Talk to my mama, tell her it's hard to do right, so that's why we do wrong

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Writer: Wisdom Mikeal Oluola, Brian Bedford
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2 Much

(Keystone) 
 
Ayy, huh, I'll break a bitch like a 'bow 
Nah, I'll break a bitch like a soul 
Ha, never been good with phones 
She think I'm up 'cause I'm on 
Huh, f*ckin', the f*ck am I doin'? 
Outside, f*ck is you tourin'? 
Rob me, f*ck is a foreign? 
I be wildin' 
I be wildin', she talkin' 'bout Caicos 
These bitches be talkin' 'bout day job 
This a big-body can and it's Faygo 
Strip this bitch down, I think she a model 
Probably call her Acole 
Let me hoop, put your bottom in Prada 
How the f*ck you gon' act like a A-hole? 
Why the f*ck you gon' act like a main ho? 
You can tell by the tie, we in main gold hell 
If a nigga get murked, don't even wanna hear 
Shit, I ain't hurt, I don't even much feel 
Nigga too turnt, I don't even much spend 
Just go to church, I don't even wanna sin 
You don't pop Percs when you all on ten 
How I'm a failure? Nigga, that's my 
How I'm a failure? Nigga, that's my kin 
Free Qualee, Modey, free Jam 
Free Ty and Taz, free Cam 
I'll probably fall in love by the time I 
Probably fall in love by the time I see 'em 
Lord knows I think too much 
Enough said, I wasn't thinkin' this much 
I been thinkin' 'bout it 
 
(Keystone)

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(Keystone) 
 
Ayy, huh, I'll break a bitch like a 'bow 
Nah, I'll break a bitch like a soul 
Ha, never been good with phones 
She think I'm up 'cause I'm on 
Huh, f*ckin', the f*ck am I doin'? 
Outside, f*ck is you tourin'? 
Rob me, f*ck is a foreign? 
I be wildin' 
I be wildin', she talkin' 'bout Caicos 
These bitches be talkin' 'bout day job 
This a big-body can and it's Faygo 
Strip this bitch down, I think she a model 
Probably call her Acole 
Let me hoop, put your bottom in Prada 
How the f*ck you gon' act like a A-hole? 
Why the f*ck you gon' act like a main ho? 
You can tell by the tie, we in main gold hell 
If a nigga get murked, don't even wanna hear 
Shit, I ain't hurt, I don't even much feel 
Nigga too turnt, I don't even much spend 
Just go to church, I don't even wanna sin 
You don't pop Percs when you all on ten 
How I'm a failure? Nigga, that's my 
How I'm a failure? Nigga, that's my kin 
Free Qualee, Modey, free Jam 
Free Ty and Taz, free Cam 
I'll probably fall in love by the time I 
Probably fall in love by the time I see 'em 
Lord knows I think too much 
Enough said, I wasn't thinkin' this much 
I been thinkin' 'bout it 
 
(Keystone)

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Writer: Wisdom Mikeal Oluola
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Cycle of Life

        [ Featuring Lil Loaded ]
    

(I'm not being mean to you, you're just too lame)

Feelings fade away (yeah), people come and go (go)
That's the cycle of life
I ain't sayin' that it's right (yeah), but that's the cycle of life (yeah, right)
I'm just glad to be alive through the cycle of life (cycle of life)

I ain't givin' out no clout unless they die 'bout it (you gon' die 'bout it)
Had some ups and downs, I guess that's just my life cycle (my life)
Everybody vent to me, who talk to me 'bout my problems?
But I wouldn't even wanna talk, I feel silence is a blessin'
Niggas tried to slime me out, at least I learned the lesson
But that's the cycle of life (my life)
You gotta go through certain things just so you can get right (get right)
You gon' think you've seen it all, but go through some more
If you solid, you gon' make it out, I know that for sure (for sure)
You gotta live to see it all, 'til you can see greatest form
But the voices out here whisperin', really out here trickin' me
The money talk back, I'm connected to it spiritually (my soul)

Feelings fade away (yeah), people come and go (go)
That's the cycle of life
I ain't sayin' that it's right (yeah), but that's the cycle of life (yeah, right)
I'm just glad to be alive, through the cycle of life (cycle of life)
Feelings fade away (yeah), people come and go (go)
That's the cycle of life
I ain't sayin' that it's right (yeah), but that's the cycle of life (yeah, right)
I'm just glad to be alive, through the cycle of life (cycle of life)

I'm just glad to be alive, shit, I'm glad I'm livin' (glad I'm livin')
Shit that I done seen made I mind my business
And I, just wanna pop out with it
'Cause I done kept it clean when the world still dirty (world still dirty)
Cops still murkin', hoes still flirtin'
I try to stay out these streets, I'm still learnin'
I don't partake in no beefs I'm not earning
But life been pissin' me off, I keep losin' my friends, this shit make three in a month
If I know that you there, why I keep hittin' you up?
Guess that's the cycle of life, I can say that it's wrong
They say life got a cycle and I be seen it move on
I can see it move on

Feelings fade away (yeah), people come and go (go)
That's the cycle of life
I ain't sayin' that it's right (yeah), but that's the cycle of life (yeah, right)
I'm just glad to be alive, through the cycle of life (cycle of life)
Feelings fade away (yeah), people come and go (go)
That's the cycle of life
I ain't sayin' that it's right (yeah), but that's the cycle of life (yeah, right)
I'm just glad to be alive, through the cycle of life (cycle of life)

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(I'm not being mean to you, you're just too lame)

Feelings fade away (yeah), people come and go (go)
That's the cycle of life
I ain't sayin' that it's right (yeah), but that's the cycle of life (yeah, right)
I'm just glad to be alive through the cycle of life (cycle of life)

I ain't givin' out no clout unless they die 'bout it (you gon' die 'bout it)
Had some ups and downs, I guess that's just my life cycle (my life)
Everybody vent to me, who talk to me 'bout my problems?
But I wouldn't even wanna talk, I feel silence is a blessin'
Niggas tried to slime me out, at least I learned the lesson
But that's the cycle of life (my life)
You gotta go through certain things just so you can get right (get right)
You gon' think you've seen it all, but go through some more
If you solid, you gon' make it out, I know that for sure (for sure)
You gotta live to see it all, 'til you can see greatest form
But the voices out here whisperin', really out here trickin' me
The money talk back, I'm connected to it spiritually (my soul)

Feelings fade away (yeah), people come and go (go)
That's the cycle of life
I ain't sayin' that it's right (yeah), but that's the cycle of life (yeah, right)
I'm just glad to be alive, through the cycle of life (cycle of life)
Feelings fade away (yeah), people come and go (go)
That's the cycle of life
I ain't sayin' that it's right (yeah), but that's the cycle of life (yeah, right)
I'm just glad to be alive, through the cycle of life (cycle of life)

I'm just glad to be alive, shit, I'm glad I'm livin' (glad I'm livin')
Shit that I done seen made I mind my business
And I, just wanna pop out with it
'Cause I done kept it clean when the world still dirty (world still dirty)
Cops still murkin', hoes still flirtin'
I try to stay out these streets, I'm still learnin'
I don't partake in no beefs I'm not earning
But life been pissin' me off, I keep losin' my friends, this shit make three in a month
If I know that you there, why I keep hittin' you up?
Guess that's the cycle of life, I can say that it's wrong
They say life got a cycle and I be seen it move on
I can see it move on

Feelings fade away (yeah), people come and go (go)
That's the cycle of life
I ain't sayin' that it's right (yeah), but that's the cycle of life (yeah, right)
I'm just glad to be alive, through the cycle of life (cycle of life)
Feelings fade away (yeah), people come and go (go)
That's the cycle of life
I ain't sayin' that it's right (yeah), but that's the cycle of life (yeah, right)
I'm just glad to be alive, through the cycle of life (cycle of life)

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Drugs Callin Remix

Hey, I can hear these drugs callin', granny, pray for me 
This shit ain't make believe, I'm never where it's safe for me (Go) 
Gotta know I hang with vultures 'fore you think 'bout snakin' me (Me) 
Let his bitch ass take a hundred 'fore he think 'bout taking me 
Tss, hey, 'fore they think 'bout taking you (Go) 
Hey, they say love's a drug, I don't wanna take too much from you 
Say I do too much, bae, I just do what I can do 
Huh, take off and beat the road, come back and beat the booth 
 
Ain't never need a ho, somehow, I'm needing you 
Any time that money call, you gotta know I'm coming through (Okay) 
Any time my money fall, you gotta know that it's on you 
Now you having money showers, tell me, who did that for you? (I did) 
How you listening to your folks say how I'm bad for you? (I am) 
When you know I do the most and they can't do the half for you (They know) 
Even though if I wasn't havin', I probably would have you 
Even though I gave you my heart, but that don't mean I had too (Yeah) 
 
Hey, I can hear these drugs callin', granny, pray for me 
This shit ain't make believe, I'm never where it's safe for me 
Gotta know I hang with vultures 'fore you think 'bout snakin' me 
Let his bitch ass take a hundred 'fore he think 'bout taking me 
Tss, hey, 'fore they think 'bout taking you (Okay) 
Hey, they say love's a drug, I don't wanna take too much from you 
Say I do too much, bae, I just do what I can do 
Huh, take off and beat the road, come back and beat the booth 
 
I done made it rappin', I still got them bags too 
I'm really a living legend on my avenue 
You still on that business, I can't turn my back on you 
Jumped off the porch, knew nothing, I had to learn fast 
Stay down till the drugs come, I come from a broken home 
Tryna take advantage of me 'cause she know I love her 
Hear that fye with no ghost 
Next, take a vibe with my bros, she wanted smoke, we don't pour 
Shit, this shit deep then the ocean, taking drugs, tryna cope 
Adderall help me focus, ecstasy got me rolling 
Can't cuff when these hoes f*cking, new lights in the Rolls truck 
I'm putting the most up, I'm popping out all-star 
I pop it for all us, we solid, it's all love 
Two million in all dubs, I'm keeping my guard up 
It's crazy, I'm getting high as f*ck, this shit is not made up 
They bringing my name up, get high and just light up 
 
Hey, I can hear these drugs callin', granny, pray for me 
This shit ain't make believe, I'm never where it's safe for me (Nah) 
Gotta know I hang with vultures 'fore you think 'bout snakin' me 
Let his bitch ass take a hundred 'fore he think 'bout taking me 
Tss, hey, 'fore they think 'bout taking you 
Hey, they say love's a drug, I don't wanna take too much from you (I don't) 
Say I do too much, bae, I just do what I can do 
Huh, take off and beat the road, come back and beat the booth

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Hey, I can hear these drugs callin', granny, pray for me 
This shit ain't make believe, I'm never where it's safe for me (Go) 
Gotta know I hang with vultures 'fore you think 'bout snakin' me (Me) 
Let his bitch ass take a hundred 'fore he think 'bout taking me 
Tss, hey, 'fore they think 'bout taking you (Go) 
Hey, they say love's a drug, I don't wanna take too much from you 
Say I do too much, bae, I just do what I can do 
Huh, take off and beat the road, come back and beat the booth 
 
Ain't never need a ho, somehow, I'm needing you 
Any time that money call, you gotta know I'm coming through (Okay) 
Any time my money fall, you gotta know that it's on you 
Now you having money showers, tell me, who did that for you? (I did) 
How you listening to your folks say how I'm bad for you? (I am) 
When you know I do the most and they can't do the half for you (They know) 
Even though if I wasn't havin', I probably would have you 
Even though I gave you my heart, but that don't mean I had too (Yeah) 
 
Hey, I can hear these drugs callin', granny, pray for me 
This shit ain't make believe, I'm never where it's safe for me 
Gotta know I hang with vultures 'fore you think 'bout snakin' me 
Let his bitch ass take a hundred 'fore he think 'bout taking me 
Tss, hey, 'fore they think 'bout taking you (Okay) 
Hey, they say love's a drug, I don't wanna take too much from you 
Say I do too much, bae, I just do what I can do 
Huh, take off and beat the road, come back and beat the booth 
 
I done made it rappin', I still got them bags too 
I'm really a living legend on my avenue 
You still on that business, I can't turn my back on you 
Jumped off the porch, knew nothing, I had to learn fast 
Stay down till the drugs come, I come from a broken home 
Tryna take advantage of me 'cause she know I love her 
Hear that fye with no ghost 
Next, take a vibe with my bros, she wanted smoke, we don't pour 
Shit, this shit deep then the ocean, taking drugs, tryna cope 
Adderall help me focus, ecstasy got me rolling 
Can't cuff when these hoes f*cking, new lights in the Rolls truck 
I'm putting the most up, I'm popping out all-star 
I pop it for all us, we solid, it's all love 
Two million in all dubs, I'm keeping my guard up 
It's crazy, I'm getting high as f*ck, this shit is not made up 
They bringing my name up, get high and just light up 
 
Hey, I can hear these drugs callin', granny, pray for me 
This shit ain't make believe, I'm never where it's safe for me (Nah) 
Gotta know I hang with vultures 'fore you think 'bout snakin' me 
Let his bitch ass take a hundred 'fore he think 'bout taking me 
Tss, hey, 'fore they think 'bout taking you 
Hey, they say love's a drug, I don't wanna take too much from you (I don't) 
Say I do too much, bae, I just do what I can do 
Huh, take off and beat the road, come back and beat the booth

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No Fatigue

Alright 
Is going, is going 
Alright 
Alright, alright 
I say 
 
Mm, I had that dream that I was parlin' and went over T 
Went from overseas, bitch from overseas 
Ayy, shit, I'm killin', it ain't dead, this shit just overseas 
Shit, I'm over T, ayy 
 
Shit, how you know? Shit, I don't know 
I been like this for a minute 
Baby, I said, "Ain't no heroes", guess she everybody villains 
All right, red through double zero 
All right, red through double zero, turn everybody vips 
'Cause I don't hate the type of cash, I hurt a nigga ego 
Tell him Free Tax, know he gon' spazz it 
What? She just tiein' me, though 
Ayy, I ain't staking lost, but the f*ck I came from ELO 
Say I like a good girl, but I take a mean on 
 
I had that dream that I was parlin', and went over T 
Went from overseas, bitch from overseas 
Ayy, shit, I'm killin', it ain't dead, this shit just overseas 
Shit, I'm over T, ayy

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Alright 
Is going, is going 
Alright 
Alright, alright 
I say 
 
Mm, I had that dream that I was parlin' and went over T 
Went from overseas, bitch from overseas 
Ayy, shit, I'm killin', it ain't dead, this shit just overseas 
Shit, I'm over T, ayy 
 
Shit, how you know? Shit, I don't know 
I been like this for a minute 
Baby, I said, "Ain't no heroes", guess she everybody villains 
All right, red through double zero 
All right, red through double zero, turn everybody vips 
'Cause I don't hate the type of cash, I hurt a nigga ego 
Tell him Free Tax, know he gon' spazz it 
What? She just tiein' me, though 
Ayy, I ain't staking lost, but the f*ck I came from ELO 
Say I like a good girl, but I take a mean on 
 
I had that dream that I was parlin', and went over T 
Went from overseas, bitch from overseas 
Ayy, shit, I'm killin', it ain't dead, this shit just overseas 
Shit, I'm over T, ayy

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Writer: Wisdom Mikeal Oluola
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My Niggaz

Ball for all my niggas
I'ma fall for all my niggas
I'ma ball for all my niggas (oh, yeah)
Fall for all my niggas (oh, yeah)
He told, it ain't my nigga (no)
One call bring all my niggas (oh, yeah)
He soft, he ain't my killer (no)
You small, just aim high, nigga
On God, I was outside wit 'em (outside)
Rah died, I was outside, nigga
Ayy, this beam got a hunnid rounds in it (hunnid)
No shade when I hit the crowd wit' it (hunnid)
Move 'round I hit the crowd wit' it
Make a nigga pipe down when he hear these loud bitches (boom-boom-boom)
I swear I'm losin' my cool (cool)
Up the Gen, this bitch new (new)
If you see red, I see blue (blue)
Vroom (nigga)
That's why the V sound like a jet
Hop in my 6 and make a mess
Boy, you a bitch, you ain't no threat
You slang dog, it hit his chest
Bro 'nem scoomin' shit for less
And when you slang the shit you said 
You make that post then bitch you next, nigga
'Cause foenem killin' shit, fool
I 'on't gotta drop no bags
'Cause foenem killin' shit for free
Hey, and somehow I flip the semi
I done seen some shit, got so high
And this shit sound crazy, on my baby, I ain't even cry when bro died (no)
Nigga wan' hide then go hide (soft)
Went broke two more times
Many people in this world, why the f*ckin' with me?
I'ma ball for all my niggas (oh, yeah)
Fall for all my niggas (oh, yeah)
He told, it ain't my nigga (no)
One call bring all my niggas (oh, yeah)
He soft, he ain't my killer (no)
You small, just aim high, nigga
On God, I was outside wit 'em (outside)
Rah died, I was outside, nigga
Ayy, this beam got a hunnid rounds in it (hunnid)
No shade when I hit the crowd wit' it (hunnid)
Move 'round I hit the crowd wit' it
Make a nigga pipe down when he hear these loud bitches (boom-boom-boom)
I swear I'm losin' my cool (cool)
Up the Gen, this bitch new (new)
If you see red, I see blue (blue)
Up the Gen, this bitch new
If you see red, I see blue

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Ball for all my niggas
I'ma fall for all my niggas
I'ma ball for all my niggas (oh, yeah)
Fall for all my niggas (oh, yeah)
He told, it ain't my nigga (no)
One call bring all my niggas (oh, yeah)
He soft, he ain't my killer (no)
You small, just aim high, nigga
On God, I was outside wit 'em (outside)
Rah died, I was outside, nigga
Ayy, this beam got a hunnid rounds in it (hunnid)
No shade when I hit the crowd wit' it (hunnid)
Move 'round I hit the crowd wit' it
Make a nigga pipe down when he hear these loud bitches (boom-boom-boom)
I swear I'm losin' my cool (cool)
Up the Gen, this bitch new (new)
If you see red, I see blue (blue)
Vroom (nigga)
That's why the V sound like a jet
Hop in my 6 and make a mess
Boy, you a bitch, you ain't no threat
You slang dog, it hit his chest
Bro 'nem scoomin' shit for less
And when you slang the shit you said 
You make that post then bitch you next, nigga
'Cause foenem killin' shit, fool
I 'on't gotta drop no bags
'Cause foenem killin' shit for free
Hey, and somehow I flip the semi
I done seen some shit, got so high
And this shit sound crazy, on my baby, I ain't even cry when bro died (no)
Nigga wan' hide then go hide (soft)
Went broke two more times
Many people in this world, why the f*ckin' with me?
I'ma ball for all my niggas (oh, yeah)
Fall for all my niggas (oh, yeah)
He told, it ain't my nigga (no)
One call bring all my niggas (oh, yeah)
He soft, he ain't my killer (no)
You small, just aim high, nigga
On God, I was outside wit 'em (outside)
Rah died, I was outside, nigga
Ayy, this beam got a hunnid rounds in it (hunnid)
No shade when I hit the crowd wit' it (hunnid)
Move 'round I hit the crowd wit' it
Make a nigga pipe down when he hear these loud bitches (boom-boom-boom)
I swear I'm losin' my cool (cool)
Up the Gen, this bitch new (new)
If you see red, I see blue (blue)
Up the Gen, this bitch new
If you see red, I see blue

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Giannis Remix

        [ Featuring Polo G ]
    

(Bino)
Uh
Uh
Uh, uh, uh (ayo, Kjay made that shit again)

Ayy, I don't play cops and robbers (no)
Hit behind this bitch, I'll dog you
Ayy, I wasn't too good at math
On God, I run with problem solvers
Ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (alright)
Pro' fiend, I need all that (all that)
Who bitch? Leave her fallin' (woah)
Gotta go, money callin' (oh-woah)
Thirty-four, feel like Giannis (yeah)
Dirty pole big as Giannis, hey
Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('yond me)
Plenty shots, get on side me (hey)
Plenty hoes, I don't party (party)
In the 'yo more than Gotti (alright)
With the mic more than Scottie (woah)
Plenty toys, nigga, try me

Ayy, starbuds, Harley
I smoke more than Marley
I say f*ck a Foot Locker
I wan' go hit Marni (hey)
Double cup look just like Barney (hey)
I live it, you record it
Daytime, eatin' foreigns
Nighttime, I'm in a foreign (hey)
New bitch just got imported
Why she think she important? (Hey)
Hey, whole time, you know I ain't givin' her nothin'
I like my bitches borin' (hey)
G5, I'm damn near soarin' (oh)
I'm tired, I'm way too beat (oh)
Thick thighs, I'm knowin' you eat
And, baby, don't lie, I know you sleep
Ayy, ayy, when I get home, I just want dome
You already knowin' I'm beat (Bino)
Ayy, baby, what you doin' with all that ass?
I said, "Come and throw it on me"
I know you know what I mean
Got plenty hoes and plenty cash
Life ain't nothin' but a fee (ayo, Kjay made that shit again)
I hope you know that I don't

I don't play cops and robbers (no)
Hit behind this bitch, I'll dog you
Ayy, I wasn't too good at math
On God, I run with problem solvers
Ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (alright)
Pro' fiend, I need all that (all that)
Who bitch? Leave her fallin' (woah)
Gotta go, money callin' (oh-woah)
Thirty-four, feel like Giannis (yeah)
Dirty pole big as Giannis, hey
Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('yond me)
Plenty shots, get on side me (hey)
Plenty hoes, I don't party (party)
In the 'yo more than Gotti (alright)
With the mic more than Scottie (woah)
Plenty toys, nigga, try me

Penthouse, hotel party, got killers in your lobby
All my lil' bros'll wet your block, we turn your shit tsunami
Ten racks to fix her body, now this lil' bitch my Barbie
Forever locked in with my clique, lil' Too Turnt 'nem my army
Bossed up with my foot up, and I'm not alone, I got my switch
Niggas be tryna push up 'cause we off and on, that's still my bitch
Lot of shit got shook up, now it's too far gone, I cannot fix
Prayin', then I look up, shit, I can't condone nothin' on my list, uh
Chase rats like Tom and Jerry, face splat, your body carried (Bino)
And now them highlights on the news, they makin' commentary
I'll spin your block, don't dare me, won't send no shots, he scary
I vow to never leave my gun, me and my Glock, we married (ayo, Kjay made that shit again)

Ayy, I don't play cops and robbers (no)
Hit behind this bitch, I'll dog you
Ayy, I wasn't too good at math
On God, I run with problem solvers
Ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (alright)
Pro' fiend, I need all that (all that)
Who bitch? Leave her fallin' (woah)
Gotta go, money callin' (oh-woah)
Thirty-four, feel like Giannis (yeah)
Dirty pole big as Giannis, hey 
Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('yond me)
Plenty shots, get on side me (hey)
Plenty hoes, I don't party (party)
In the 'yo more than Gotti (alright)
With the mic more than Scottie (woah)
Plenty toys, nigga, try me

Ayy, I don't play cops and robbers (no)
Hit behind this bitch, I'll dog you
Ayy, I wasn't too good at math
On God, I run with problem solvers
Ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (alright)
Pro' fiend, I need all that (all that)
Who bitch? Leave her fallin' (woah)
Gotta go, money callin' (oh-woah)
Thirty-four, feel like Giannis (yeah)
Dirty pole big as Giannis, hey (Bino)
Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('yond me)
Plenty shots, get on side me (hey)
Plenty hoes, I don't party (party)
In the 'yo more than Gotti (alright)
With the mic more than Scottie (woah)
Plenty toys, nigga, try me (ayo, Kjay made that shit again)

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(Bino)
Uh
Uh
Uh, uh, uh (ayo, Kjay made that shit again)

Ayy, I don't play cops and robbers (no)
Hit behind this bitch, I'll dog you
Ayy, I wasn't too good at math
On God, I run with problem solvers
Ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (alright)
Pro' fiend, I need all that (all that)
Who bitch? Leave her fallin' (woah)
Gotta go, money callin' (oh-woah)
Thirty-four, feel like Giannis (yeah)
Dirty pole big as Giannis, hey
Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('yond me)
Plenty shots, get on side me (hey)
Plenty hoes, I don't party (party)
In the 'yo more than Gotti (alright)
With the mic more than Scottie (woah)
Plenty toys, nigga, try me

Ayy, starbuds, Harley
I smoke more than Marley
I say f*ck a Foot Locker
I wan' go hit Marni (hey)
Double cup look just like Barney (hey)
I live it, you record it
Daytime, eatin' foreigns
Nighttime, I'm in a foreign (hey)
New bitch just got imported
Why she think she important? (Hey)
Hey, whole time, you know I ain't givin' her nothin'
I like my bitches borin' (hey)
G5, I'm damn near soarin' (oh)
I'm tired, I'm way too beat (oh)
Thick thighs, I'm knowin' you eat
And, baby, don't lie, I know you sleep
Ayy, ayy, when I get home, I just want dome
You already knowin' I'm beat (Bino)
Ayy, baby, what you doin' with all that ass?
I said, "Come and throw it on me"
I know you know what I mean
Got plenty hoes and plenty cash
Life ain't nothin' but a fee (ayo, Kjay made that shit again)
I hope you know that I don't

I don't play cops and robbers (no)
Hit behind this bitch, I'll dog you
Ayy, I wasn't too good at math
On God, I run with problem solvers
Ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (alright)
Pro' fiend, I need all that (all that)
Who bitch? Leave her fallin' (woah)
Gotta go, money callin' (oh-woah)
Thirty-four, feel like Giannis (yeah)
Dirty pole big as Giannis, hey
Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('yond me)
Plenty shots, get on side me (hey)
Plenty hoes, I don't party (party)
In the 'yo more than Gotti (alright)
With the mic more than Scottie (woah)
Plenty toys, nigga, try me

Penthouse, hotel party, got killers in your lobby
All my lil' bros'll wet your block, we turn your shit tsunami
Ten racks to fix her body, now this lil' bitch my Barbie
Forever locked in with my clique, lil' Too Turnt 'nem my army
Bossed up with my foot up, and I'm not alone, I got my switch
Niggas be tryna push up 'cause we off and on, that's still my bitch
Lot of shit got shook up, now it's too far gone, I cannot fix
Prayin', then I look up, shit, I can't condone nothin' on my list, uh
Chase rats like Tom and Jerry, face splat, your body carried (Bino)
And now them highlights on the news, they makin' commentary
I'll spin your block, don't dare me, won't send no shots, he scary
I vow to never leave my gun, me and my Glock, we married (ayo, Kjay made that shit again)

Ayy, I don't play cops and robbers (no)
Hit behind this bitch, I'll dog you
Ayy, I wasn't too good at math
On God, I run with problem solvers
Ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (alright)
Pro' fiend, I need all that (all that)
Who bitch? Leave her fallin' (woah)
Gotta go, money callin' (oh-woah)
Thirty-four, feel like Giannis (yeah)
Dirty pole big as Giannis, hey 
Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('yond me)
Plenty shots, get on side me (hey)
Plenty hoes, I don't party (party)
In the 'yo more than Gotti (alright)
With the mic more than Scottie (woah)
Plenty toys, nigga, try me

Ayy, I don't play cops and robbers (no)
Hit behind this bitch, I'll dog you
Ayy, I wasn't too good at math
On God, I run with problem solvers
Ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (alright)
Pro' fiend, I need all that (all that)
Who bitch? Leave her fallin' (woah)
Gotta go, money callin' (oh-woah)
Thirty-four, feel like Giannis (yeah)
Dirty pole big as Giannis, hey (Bino)
Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('yond me)
Plenty shots, get on side me (hey)
Plenty hoes, I don't party (party)
In the 'yo more than Gotti (alright)
With the mic more than Scottie (woah)
Plenty toys, nigga, try me (ayo, Kjay made that shit again)

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Dont Care

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(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
Still that young nigga, but I like my bitches old
(Djaxx got that star shit on him)
Uh
Right, right, uh

Still that young nigga (woah), but I like my bitches old
Hey, shit feel like a dream, I woke up, I'm still froze
All she heard was, "Come here, bae," now I'm all inside her throat
From the kitchen to the floor, girl, don't act like you don't know (hey)
Mixin' med' with the Casa', remember times when I was poor
Now my pockets filled with dough, they let me in, I kicked the door
Ayy, heard he came with some bros, nigga, you sound slow
Surprised that you ain't know
Shit sad that you that ain't know

A triple-double on my wrist and I ain't scared, I want some more
I put Chanelly on my bitch, but she gon' leave it at the door
If she gon' leave, bitch, that's a no
Ask if I care, bitch, no
Ask if I care, bitch, I don't
Wait for your love, bitch, I won't
Wait for your love, bitch, I can't
It's some shit I can't afford
You'll see me catchin' feelings 'fore you catch me in a Ford
She think I'm gon' play her, I'm so goddamn player
Truth be told, I'm just a young nigga

Still that young nigga (woah), but I like my bitches old
Hey, shit feel like a dream, I woke up, I'm still froze
All she heard was, "Come here, bae," now I'm all inside her throat
From the kitchen to the floor, girl, don't act like you don't know
Mixin' med' with the Casa', remember times when I was poor
Now my pockets filled with dough, they let me in, I kicked the door
Ayy, heard he came with some bros, nigga, you sound slow (on God)
Surprised that you ain't know (on God)
Shit sad that you that ain't know (uh)

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(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
Still that young nigga, but I like my bitches old
(Djaxx got that star shit on him)
Uh
Right, right, uh

Still that young nigga (woah), but I like my bitches old
Hey, shit feel like a dream, I woke up, I'm still froze
All she heard was, "Come here, bae," now I'm all inside her throat
From the kitchen to the floor, girl, don't act like you don't know (hey)
Mixin' med' with the Casa', remember times when I was poor
Now my pockets filled with dough, they let me in, I kicked the door
Ayy, heard he came with some bros, nigga, you sound slow
Surprised that you ain't know
Shit sad that you that ain't know

A triple-double on my wrist and I ain't scared, I want some more
I put Chanelly on my bitch, but she gon' leave it at the door
If she gon' leave, bitch, that's a no
Ask if I care, bitch, no
Ask if I care, bitch, I don't
Wait for your love, bitch, I won't
Wait for your love, bitch, I can't
It's some shit I can't afford
You'll see me catchin' feelings 'fore you catch me in a Ford
She think I'm gon' play her, I'm so goddamn player
Truth be told, I'm just a young nigga

Still that young nigga (woah), but I like my bitches old
Hey, shit feel like a dream, I woke up, I'm still froze
All she heard was, "Come here, bae," now I'm all inside her throat
From the kitchen to the floor, girl, don't act like you don't know
Mixin' med' with the Casa', remember times when I was poor
Now my pockets filled with dough, they let me in, I kicked the door
Ayy, heard he came with some bros, nigga, you sound slow (on God)
Surprised that you ain't know (on God)
Shit sad that you that ain't know (uh)

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Salute

        [ Featuring Loe Shimmy ]
    

Psh, yeah, oh
(Welcome back, Blake)
Psh, let's do it
Oh (Dxnte, you snapped on this one)

Psh, huh (whoa)
Uh, Dxnte had produced it, I can't say the streets produced me
But Ty had introduced me
Swear money ain't no problems (oh), shit, it was my solution
If you real, then I salute you (yeah), if you real, then I salute

Play too hard, I lose my cool
I make bread, bitch, what 'bout you?
Family fed, bitch, I got flavors, talkin' 'bout green, pink and blue
And I can't say I won't do no favors, but, shit, I'm picky when I do
But I can say Havana made, on my pavement I'm a troop (yeah, yeah)
So watch that lane, I'm comin' through
Push up black truck, more than two
I got hoes way more than few, I treat my bitches like they new
Bitches treat me like a saint, I'm the highest in the room
Huh, Dxnte made the beat, but, shit, granny co-produced

Psh, huh (whoa)
Uh, Dxnte had produced it, I can't say the streets produced me
But Ty had introduced me
Swear money ain't no problems (oh), shit, it was my solution
If you real, then I salute you (oh), if you real, then I salute

Oh, oh, neck below degrees
If you ride beside me, I'ma go and bust your nail because
Oh, come here to Tennessee
I'ma keep on sendin' blitz at these niggas just because
Ayy, it's just you and me (it's just you and Zombie, baby)
Get on top and ride, I need to see (I think I done took too many)
Cha-chings on my eyes, I can't even see (ayy)
Take it off, I'm in love with your body (girl, you gonna take it, come here)
Kick her out if the bitch don't get naughty
I can't sleep, I'm too geeked out my body
Oh, girl, come and blow a ten in Lenox
It's so hard to trust her, you don't really never know who with you
Keep the family by my side, that's all I got besides this chicken
Want me beat it up, ain't gotta say it twice 'cause Zombie listen
Oh

Psh, huh (whoa)
Uh, Dxnte had produced it, I can't say the streets produced me
But Ty had introduced me
Swear money ain't no problems (oh), shit, it was my solution
If you real, then I salute you (oh), if you real, then I salute
Psh, huh (whoa)
Uh, Dxnte had produced it, I can't say the streets produced me
But Ty had introduced me
Swear money ain't no problems (oh), shit, it was my solution
If you real, then I salute you (oh), if you real, then I salute

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Psh, yeah, oh
(Welcome back, Blake)
Psh, let's do it
Oh (Dxnte, you snapped on this one)

Psh, huh (whoa)
Uh, Dxnte had produced it, I can't say the streets produced me
But Ty had introduced me
Swear money ain't no problems (oh), shit, it was my solution
If you real, then I salute you (yeah), if you real, then I salute

Play too hard, I lose my cool
I make bread, bitch, what 'bout you?
Family fed, bitch, I got flavors, talkin' 'bout green, pink and blue
And I can't say I won't do no favors, but, shit, I'm picky when I do
But I can say Havana made, on my pavement I'm a troop (yeah, yeah)
So watch that lane, I'm comin' through
Push up black truck, more than two
I got hoes way more than few, I treat my bitches like they new
Bitches treat me like a saint, I'm the highest in the room
Huh, Dxnte made the beat, but, shit, granny co-produced

Psh, huh (whoa)
Uh, Dxnte had produced it, I can't say the streets produced me
But Ty had introduced me
Swear money ain't no problems (oh), shit, it was my solution
If you real, then I salute you (oh), if you real, then I salute

Oh, oh, neck below degrees
If you ride beside me, I'ma go and bust your nail because
Oh, come here to Tennessee
I'ma keep on sendin' blitz at these niggas just because
Ayy, it's just you and me (it's just you and Zombie, baby)
Get on top and ride, I need to see (I think I done took too many)
Cha-chings on my eyes, I can't even see (ayy)
Take it off, I'm in love with your body (girl, you gonna take it, come here)
Kick her out if the bitch don't get naughty
I can't sleep, I'm too geeked out my body
Oh, girl, come and blow a ten in Lenox
It's so hard to trust her, you don't really never know who with you
Keep the family by my side, that's all I got besides this chicken
Want me beat it up, ain't gotta say it twice 'cause Zombie listen
Oh

Psh, huh (whoa)
Uh, Dxnte had produced it, I can't say the streets produced me
But Ty had introduced me
Swear money ain't no problems (oh), shit, it was my solution
If you real, then I salute you (oh), if you real, then I salute
Psh, huh (whoa)
Uh, Dxnte had produced it, I can't say the streets produced me
But Ty had introduced me
Swear money ain't no problems (oh), shit, it was my solution
If you real, then I salute you (oh), if you real, then I salute

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Fetish

(BeatsWithDarryl, got the base knockin')
Woah
Woah (Dante, you snapped on this one)
Woah, ayy
Rose gold Patek, I put diamonds on my wrist
I smell like I'm the shit
My bitch think that she gon' lose me
Now I'm mainstream, everybody wanna use me
Keep the same crew, ain't never thinkin' 'bout recruitin'
Woah, ain't never think about recruitin'
Call this bitch a Uber, she keep thinkin' she my roomie
Woah, the bitch keep actin' like she knew me
Damn, I hate hoes that love actin' like groupies
Woah, okay f*ck it send 'em this way
I ain't on the route, then shit, I'm probably at my bitch place
I ain't got no kids, but shit, I put 'em on my bitch face
I know I keep sinnin' so I, woah
Ayy, I know keep sinnin' I put Christians on my feet
Jump on to the Jeep but I ain't never been off beat
Ayy, roof off top the V, but this bitch lookin' like a deadbeat
Too gone off the drink, boy, I be higher than what Ced be
Rose gold Patek, I put diamonds on my wrist
I smell like I'm the shit
My bitch think that she gon' lose me
Now I'm mainstream, everybody wanna use me
Keep the same crew, ain't never thinkin' 'bout recruitin'
Keep the same crew, ain't never thinkin' 'bout recruitin'

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(BeatsWithDarryl, got the base knockin')
Woah
Woah (Dante, you snapped on this one)
Woah, ayy
Rose gold Patek, I put diamonds on my wrist
I smell like I'm the shit
My bitch think that she gon' lose me
Now I'm mainstream, everybody wanna use me
Keep the same crew, ain't never thinkin' 'bout recruitin'
Woah, ain't never think about recruitin'
Call this bitch a Uber, she keep thinkin' she my roomie
Woah, the bitch keep actin' like she knew me
Damn, I hate hoes that love actin' like groupies
Woah, okay f*ck it send 'em this way
I ain't on the route, then shit, I'm probably at my bitch place
I ain't got no kids, but shit, I put 'em on my bitch face
I know I keep sinnin' so I, woah
Ayy, I know keep sinnin' I put Christians on my feet
Jump on to the Jeep but I ain't never been off beat
Ayy, roof off top the V, but this bitch lookin' like a deadbeat
Too gone off the drink, boy, I be higher than what Ced be
Rose gold Patek, I put diamonds on my wrist
I smell like I'm the shit
My bitch think that she gon' lose me
Now I'm mainstream, everybody wanna use me
Keep the same crew, ain't never thinkin' 'bout recruitin'
Keep the same crew, ain't never thinkin' 'bout recruitin'

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Demand

Right
Oh

Lost my heart in Miami (Miami)
Stop throwin' me essays, bitch, just call
I'll leave you out here stranded (stranded)
Give me your love, I demand it (demand it)
Give me your love, I demand it (demand it)
Give me your love, I demand it, oh
Pussy ain't, throw off the panties (panties)
But she ain't stayin' for too long (oh)
Nut in his bitch for two songs (oh)
Kind of okay when people want features and f*ck-niggas pay me for two songs (oh)
We go way back like Irvin, huh (like Irvin)
We go way back like Yubo, huh (Yubo)
I did some shit only you know
Lowkey, I was duckin' and dodgin' these hoes
Now I be doggin' like Pluto (oh, oh)
I got my heart broke in Cali'
I broke a bitch down and I got on a flight
Give me your love, I demand it (demand it)
Girl, give me your love, I request it (okay)
New nigga ain't even spendin' no money, so how in the f*ck he investin'? (Oh)
Don't save time, you wastin' your time and you don't even need to stress it
Ayy, oh, baby, you know I ain't regular (regular)
Yeah, X5, this not a Wrangler (skrrt)
I lied, I said I don't like your friends
I just don't like that you hangin' with 'em
Oh, my exes, you still wanna strangle 'em (still wanna strangle 'em)
Your ex was a broke and you dated him (and you dated him)
Damn, you still ain't P, that shit wasn't P
You G5'd me to the baby goat
I did somethin' dumb out of talent (talent)
I did some smoke when I fell out of love
Now that shit big body Caddy (Caddy)
Now that shit big body Caddy, I'm up

Ayy, now that shit big body Caddy, I'm up
Now that shit big body Caddy, you f*cked
Now that shit- ayy

Ayy, hold up

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Right
Oh

Lost my heart in Miami (Miami)
Stop throwin' me essays, bitch, just call
I'll leave you out here stranded (stranded)
Give me your love, I demand it (demand it)
Give me your love, I demand it (demand it)
Give me your love, I demand it, oh
Pussy ain't, throw off the panties (panties)
But she ain't stayin' for too long (oh)
Nut in his bitch for two songs (oh)
Kind of okay when people want features and f*ck-niggas pay me for two songs (oh)
We go way back like Irvin, huh (like Irvin)
We go way back like Yubo, huh (Yubo)
I did some shit only you know
Lowkey, I was duckin' and dodgin' these hoes
Now I be doggin' like Pluto (oh, oh)
I got my heart broke in Cali'
I broke a bitch down and I got on a flight
Give me your love, I demand it (demand it)
Girl, give me your love, I request it (okay)
New nigga ain't even spendin' no money, so how in the f*ck he investin'? (Oh)
Don't save time, you wastin' your time and you don't even need to stress it
Ayy, oh, baby, you know I ain't regular (regular)
Yeah, X5, this not a Wrangler (skrrt)
I lied, I said I don't like your friends
I just don't like that you hangin' with 'em
Oh, my exes, you still wanna strangle 'em (still wanna strangle 'em)
Your ex was a broke and you dated him (and you dated him)
Damn, you still ain't P, that shit wasn't P
You G5'd me to the baby goat
I did somethin' dumb out of talent (talent)
I did some smoke when I fell out of love
Now that shit big body Caddy (Caddy)
Now that shit big body Caddy, I'm up

Ayy, now that shit big body Caddy, I'm up
Now that shit big body Caddy, you f*cked
Now that shit- ayy

Ayy, hold up

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Woah
Ayy, woah
Ayy, woah
Okay, ayy
I got money on my mind, I can't think straight
She a bad bitch and her teeth straight
I can get off anything, know my cheese straight
I know he can't, huh, that's why he hate, hey
I be outside, f*ck a speed day
This a X5, baby, f*ck a speed race
Yeah, and I'm the best now
Got a problem, nigga, say that with your chest out
See if he check out with me
Huh, she want sex now with me (woah)
I keep the best ridin' with me (yeah)
I let you out my board, are you down to drown with me? (Hey, oh)
I lost the whole heart right before I found many (woah)
Hold steady, no pills tonight
I found your kryptonite
So high, I ain't leavin' out the crib tonight
I let it slide, but it hurt when you left my side
Midbar got a road like a f*ckin' bike ride
I'm tryna tell the truth, mommy, but I might lie
Before the Palm Angel, I just wanted HighFive
I'll go by the whole wall with the money on my mind
I got money on my mind, I can't think straight
She a bad bitch and her teeth straight
I can get off anything, know my cheese straight
I know he can't, huh, that's why he hate, hey
I be outside, f*ck a speed day
This a X5, baby, f*ck a speed race
Yeah, and I'm the best now
Got a problem, nigga, say that with your chest out
See if he check out with me
Okay, black truck, two lanes, both of us switchin' lanes
Downtown, two hoes, both of 'em pretty
If it ain't prop money, it's nothin' to me
When I was down bad poor, they say nothin' to me (hey)
But now I ain't poor, my nigga
Baddie in my phone like, what's up, my nigga?
Hey, say the circle small, you can't trust no nigga
So I be two deep, ooh
Pay tithes, but these bitches too deep
It's too steep
She on the Tusci
Whip two seats
I couldn't have the boy around 'cause he too street

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Woah
Ayy, woah
Ayy, woah
Okay, ayy
I got money on my mind, I can't think straight
She a bad bitch and her teeth straight
I can get off anything, know my cheese straight
I know he can't, huh, that's why he hate, hey
I be outside, f*ck a speed day
This a X5, baby, f*ck a speed race
Yeah, and I'm the best now
Got a problem, nigga, say that with your chest out
See if he check out with me
Huh, she want sex now with me (woah)
I keep the best ridin' with me (yeah)
I let you out my board, are you down to drown with me? (Hey, oh)
I lost the whole heart right before I found many (woah)
Hold steady, no pills tonight
I found your kryptonite
So high, I ain't leavin' out the crib tonight
I let it slide, but it hurt when you left my side
Midbar got a road like a f*ckin' bike ride
I'm tryna tell the truth, mommy, but I might lie
Before the Palm Angel, I just wanted HighFive
I'll go by the whole wall with the money on my mind
I got money on my mind, I can't think straight
She a bad bitch and her teeth straight
I can get off anything, know my cheese straight
I know he can't, huh, that's why he hate, hey
I be outside, f*ck a speed day
This a X5, baby, f*ck a speed race
Yeah, and I'm the best now
Got a problem, nigga, say that with your chest out
See if he check out with me
Okay, black truck, two lanes, both of us switchin' lanes
Downtown, two hoes, both of 'em pretty
If it ain't prop money, it's nothin' to me
When I was down bad poor, they say nothin' to me (hey)
But now I ain't poor, my nigga
Baddie in my phone like, what's up, my nigga?
Hey, say the circle small, you can't trust no nigga
So I be two deep, ooh
Pay tithes, but these bitches too deep
It's too steep
She on the Tusci
Whip two seats
I couldn't have the boy around 'cause he too street

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Drugs Callin

Granny pray for me (oh)
I'm never where you safe from me (yeah)
Ayy, ayy
I say
Hold on

I can hear these drugs callin', Granny, pray for me
But this shit ain't make believe, I'm never where you safe from me (go)
Gotta know I hang with folks, before you think about snakin' me (me)
Let his bitch-ass take a hunnid, before you think about taking me
Before think about taking you (go)
They say loves a drug, I don't wanna take too much from you (too much from you)
Say I do too much, but I just do what I can do (what I can do)
I take off and beat the road (beat the road) 
Come back, and beat the moon (come back, and beat the moon)

Ain't never need a hoe, somehow I'm needing you (somehow I needin' you)
Anytime that money call, you gotta know I'm comin' through (okay)
Anytime my money fall, you gotta know that, it's on you
Heard you havin' money showers, tell me who did that for you (I did for you)
How you listenin' to your folks, say how I'm bad for you
You know, I do the most, and they can't do the half for you (they know)
Even though if I wouldn't have it, I probably would have you
Even though I gave my heart, but that don't mean I had too (yeah)

I can hear these drugs callin', Granny, pray for me
But this shit ain't make believe, I'm never where you safe from me (go)
Gotta know I hang with folks, before you think about snakin' me (me)
Let his bitch-ass take a hunnid, before you think 'bout takin' me 
Tss, ayy, before think about takin' you (go)
They say loves a drug, I don't wanna take too much from you (too much from you)
Say I do too much, but I just do what I can do (what I can do)
I take off and beat the road (beat the road) 
Come back, and beat the moon (come back, and beat the moon)

Hey, and it goes how it goes
Eyes closed off the drank, but I ain't been sleepin' at all
Should be told I'm exhausted, but I'm finally broke (uh)
I'm finally young, but I guess every time I'm sober, I'm missin' my home (home)
But I guess every time I'm sober, I'm missin' my phone (you know)
Ayy, I pour a four, then roll a three, TJ you not alone (not)
I keep my phone on D&D, these drugs keep gettin' through (they through, uh)
I say, ayy

I can hear these drugs callin', Granny, pray for me
But this shit ain't make believe, I'm never where you safe from me (go)
Gotta know I hang with folks, before you think about snakin' me (me)
Let his bitch-ass take a hunnid, before you think about takin' me 
Tss, ayy, before think about takin' you (go)
They say loves a drug, I don't wanna take too much from you (I don't)
Say I do too much, but I just do what I can do (what I can do)
I take off and beat the road (take off and beat the road) 
Come back, and beat the moon (come back, and beat the moon)

I can hear these drugs callin', Granny, pray for me
Never safe for me
Safe for me, I'll never fall

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Granny pray for me (oh)
I'm never where you safe from me (yeah)
Ayy, ayy
I say
Hold on

I can hear these drugs callin', Granny, pray for me
But this shit ain't make believe, I'm never where you safe from me (go)
Gotta know I hang with folks, before you think about snakin' me (me)
Let his bitch-ass take a hunnid, before you think about taking me
Before think about taking you (go)
They say loves a drug, I don't wanna take too much from you (too much from you)
Say I do too much, but I just do what I can do (what I can do)
I take off and beat the road (beat the road) 
Come back, and beat the moon (come back, and beat the moon)

Ain't never need a hoe, somehow I'm needing you (somehow I needin' you)
Anytime that money call, you gotta know I'm comin' through (okay)
Anytime my money fall, you gotta know that, it's on you
Heard you havin' money showers, tell me who did that for you (I did for you)
How you listenin' to your folks, say how I'm bad for you
You know, I do the most, and they can't do the half for you (they know)
Even though if I wouldn't have it, I probably would have you
Even though I gave my heart, but that don't mean I had too (yeah)

I can hear these drugs callin', Granny, pray for me
But this shit ain't make believe, I'm never where you safe from me (go)
Gotta know I hang with folks, before you think about snakin' me (me)
Let his bitch-ass take a hunnid, before you think 'bout takin' me 
Tss, ayy, before think about takin' you (go)
They say loves a drug, I don't wanna take too much from you (too much from you)
Say I do too much, but I just do what I can do (what I can do)
I take off and beat the road (beat the road) 
Come back, and beat the moon (come back, and beat the moon)

Hey, and it goes how it goes
Eyes closed off the drank, but I ain't been sleepin' at all
Should be told I'm exhausted, but I'm finally broke (uh)
I'm finally young, but I guess every time I'm sober, I'm missin' my home (home)
But I guess every time I'm sober, I'm missin' my phone (you know)
Ayy, I pour a four, then roll a three, TJ you not alone (not)
I keep my phone on D&D, these drugs keep gettin' through (they through, uh)
I say, ayy

I can hear these drugs callin', Granny, pray for me
But this shit ain't make believe, I'm never where you safe from me (go)
Gotta know I hang with folks, before you think about snakin' me (me)
Let his bitch-ass take a hunnid, before you think about takin' me 
Tss, ayy, before think about takin' you (go)
They say loves a drug, I don't wanna take too much from you (I don't)
Say I do too much, but I just do what I can do (what I can do)
I take off and beat the road (take off and beat the road) 
Come back, and beat the moon (come back, and beat the moon)

I can hear these drugs callin', Granny, pray for me
Never safe for me
Safe for me, I'll never fall

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On God

        [ Featuring Raq Baby ]
    

(That damn-)
Ooh, ayy

If I get the ball, then I ain't passin'
Lil 6 come through scorin' a basket
Am I high? Bitch, what is you askin'?
Ayy, your bitch good, but my bitch badder
You shoot fast, but my shit faster
Yeah, I'm in the stu' with a big-ass 10 on me right now like shit don't matter
See me at home, know it's gon' get quiet, on God, I don't like chatter
I say, "Bro, leave them hoes alone, on God, that bitch gon' tattle"
If shit go left, this bitch go backwards
Oh, you J. Cole? Quit that actin'
Say, would I diss a nigga ticket, on, on God, I don't need that traction

Ayy, if I get the ball, then I ain't passin'
Lil 6 come through scorin' a basket
Am I high? Bitch, what is you askin'?
Ayy, your bitch good, but my bitch badder
You shoot fast, but my shit faster
Yeah, I'm in the stu' with a big ass 10 on me right now like shit don't matter
Ayy, oh, when we come through, make this bitch go boom 
I done seen niggas run they fastest
I say, "Shoot," they don't get no passes
Don't say, "Oop," I don't do no passin'
Ayy, send shit through, I don't need no address
Ayy, I get loot, I don't kiss no asses
Ayy, my bitch cute, I don't pay for asses
Ayy, yes, I'm good, thank you for askin'

Ayy, if I get the ball, then I ain't passin'
Lil 6 come through scorin' a basket
Am I high? Bitch, what is you askin'?
Ayy, your bitch good, but my bitch badder
You shoot fast, but my shit faster
Yeah, I'm in the stu' with a big-ass 10 on me right now like shit don't matter
See me at home, know it's gon' get quiet, on God, I don't like chatter
I say, "Bro, leave them hoes alone, on God, that bitch gon' tattle"
If shit go left, this bitch go backwards
Oh, you J. Cole? Quit that actin'
Say, would I diss a nigga ticket, on, on God, I don't need that traction

He drop a diss, I'ma drop my lo' right now, on God, I need that action
If he clutchin', it go down in the parking lot, these pistols clappin'
Shit get wicked, a nigga gon' die by the parking spot
Load the boy down, knock all his stuff to the dash, bro wonder who the f*ck gon' park 'em now
Treat all the opps like they battery low
Wonderin', oh, gotta spark 'em now
Racks in the 'Cat, but the 'Cat ain't slow
I got some shit that'll hawk 'em down
I can't wait 'til he D-I-E, no NLE, I'ma walk 'em down
Kept sayin' he gon' put me on the floor, now the police gotta chalk him down
I don't be givin' no money out
Where they gon' be when I'm all the way down?
Shit gon' be high, nigga smokin' your blunt
I'm never bringin' my homie down
If I find me a money move, I'm never leavin' my homie out
They ain't used to f*ck with the kid back then, now everybody claimin' they know me now

Ayy, if I get the ball, then I ain't passin'
Lil 6 come through scorin' a basket
Am I high? Bitch, what is you askin'?
Ayy, your bitch good, but my bitch badder
You shoot fast, but my shit faster
Yeah, I'm in the stu' with a big-ass 10 on me right now like shit don't matter
See me at home, know it's gon' get quiet, on God, I don't like chatter
I say, "Bro, leave them hoes alone, on God, that bitch gon' tattle"
If shit go left, this bitch go backwards
Oh, you J. Cole? Quit that actin'
Say, would I diss a nigga ticket, on, on God, I don't need that traction

Yeah, free my 6
Shout out my 5
Talkin' 'bout whole 'nother chat
Brrt

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English

(That damn-)
Ooh, ayy

If I get the ball, then I ain't passin'
Lil 6 come through scorin' a basket
Am I high? Bitch, what is you askin'?
Ayy, your bitch good, but my bitch badder
You shoot fast, but my shit faster
Yeah, I'm in the stu' with a big-ass 10 on me right now like shit don't matter
See me at home, know it's gon' get quiet, on God, I don't like chatter
I say, "Bro, leave them hoes alone, on God, that bitch gon' tattle"
If shit go left, this bitch go backwards
Oh, you J. Cole? Quit that actin'
Say, would I diss a nigga ticket, on, on God, I don't need that traction

Ayy, if I get the ball, then I ain't passin'
Lil 6 come through scorin' a basket
Am I high? Bitch, what is you askin'?
Ayy, your bitch good, but my bitch badder
You shoot fast, but my shit faster
Yeah, I'm in the stu' with a big ass 10 on me right now like shit don't matter
Ayy, oh, when we come through, make this bitch go boom 
I done seen niggas run they fastest
I say, "Shoot," they don't get no passes
Don't say, "Oop," I don't do no passin'
Ayy, send shit through, I don't need no address
Ayy, I get loot, I don't kiss no asses
Ayy, my bitch cute, I don't pay for asses
Ayy, yes, I'm good, thank you for askin'

Ayy, if I get the ball, then I ain't passin'
Lil 6 come through scorin' a basket
Am I high? Bitch, what is you askin'?
Ayy, your bitch good, but my bitch badder
You shoot fast, but my shit faster
Yeah, I'm in the stu' with a big-ass 10 on me right now like shit don't matter
See me at home, know it's gon' get quiet, on God, I don't like chatter
I say, "Bro, leave them hoes alone, on God, that bitch gon' tattle"
If shit go left, this bitch go backwards
Oh, you J. Cole? Quit that actin'
Say, would I diss a nigga ticket, on, on God, I don't need that traction

He drop a diss, I'ma drop my lo' right now, on God, I need that action
If he clutchin', it go down in the parking lot, these pistols clappin'
Shit get wicked, a nigga gon' die by the parking spot
Load the boy down, knock all his stuff to the dash, bro wonder who the f*ck gon' park 'em now
Treat all the opps like they battery low
Wonderin', oh, gotta spark 'em now
Racks in the 'Cat, but the 'Cat ain't slow
I got some shit that'll hawk 'em down
I can't wait 'til he D-I-E, no NLE, I'ma walk 'em down
Kept sayin' he gon' put me on the floor, now the police gotta chalk him down
I don't be givin' no money out
Where they gon' be when I'm all the way down?
Shit gon' be high, nigga smokin' your blunt
I'm never bringin' my homie down
If I find me a money move, I'm never leavin' my homie out
They ain't used to f*ck with the kid back then, now everybody claimin' they know me now

Ayy, if I get the ball, then I ain't passin'
Lil 6 come through scorin' a basket
Am I high? Bitch, what is you askin'?
Ayy, your bitch good, but my bitch badder
You shoot fast, but my shit faster
Yeah, I'm in the stu' with a big-ass 10 on me right now like shit don't matter
See me at home, know it's gon' get quiet, on God, I don't like chatter
I say, "Bro, leave them hoes alone, on God, that bitch gon' tattle"
If shit go left, this bitch go backwards
Oh, you J. Cole? Quit that actin'
Say, would I diss a nigga ticket, on, on God, I don't need that traction

Yeah, free my 6
Shout out my 5
Talkin' 'bout whole 'nother chat
Brrt

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Writer: Wisdom Oluola
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Why

(5K making beats again)
Hmm, hmm, hmm
Let's go
Don't know what road we're on
I don't know what we're heading towards
But I know my heart is all yours
All my friends tell me I'd be better off on my own
And sometimes I believe 'em
But I know, I can never leave him (I know, I can never leave you, never leave you)
Okay, you get that feeling that you's out with somebody (out with somebody)
And that's the reason you can't f*ck with nobody (can't f*ck)
'Cause that love is so wild like narcotics (like narcotics)
We do drugs, we so high, this our party
We call it soul tie (soul tie), we call it good sex
You put your phone down, so you won't go back home yet
You give me a whole vibe (whole vibe), you give me good stress (ayy)
I don't know why, but damn I think I need this
Okay, she got her own life, but she don't go live
I know everybody tries to troll, but this bitch too live
So can I get some love from you? Somebody stole mine
And I don't mind, baby, I don't know why
Don't know what road we're on
I don't know what we're heading towards
But I know my heart is all yours
All my friends tell me I'd be better off on my own
And sometimes I believe 'em
But I know, I can never leave him
I don't know what road we're on
I don't know what we're heading towards
But I know my heart is all yours
All my friends tell me I'd be better off on my own
And sometimes I believe 'em
But I know, I can never leave him

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English

(5K making beats again)
Hmm, hmm, hmm
Let's go
Don't know what road we're on
I don't know what we're heading towards
But I know my heart is all yours
All my friends tell me I'd be better off on my own
And sometimes I believe 'em
But I know, I can never leave him (I know, I can never leave you, never leave you)
Okay, you get that feeling that you's out with somebody (out with somebody)
And that's the reason you can't f*ck with nobody (can't f*ck)
'Cause that love is so wild like narcotics (like narcotics)
We do drugs, we so high, this our party
We call it soul tie (soul tie), we call it good sex
You put your phone down, so you won't go back home yet
You give me a whole vibe (whole vibe), you give me good stress (ayy)
I don't know why, but damn I think I need this
Okay, she got her own life, but she don't go live
I know everybody tries to troll, but this bitch too live
So can I get some love from you? Somebody stole mine
And I don't mind, baby, I don't know why
Don't know what road we're on
I don't know what we're heading towards
But I know my heart is all yours
All my friends tell me I'd be better off on my own
And sometimes I believe 'em
But I know, I can never leave him
I don't know what road we're on
I don't know what we're heading towards
But I know my heart is all yours
All my friends tell me I'd be better off on my own
And sometimes I believe 'em
But I know, I can never leave him

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These Days

[Hurricane Wisdom] 
Sometimes you gotta cry a little, sometimes you gotta cry a lot 
When it feel like you won't make it out, sometimes, you gotta stir the pot 
Gotta make a way straight to the top 
'Cause this shit here don't get easier 
 
It just get harder and harder and harder (Oh, Lord) 
So you gotta go harder and harder and harder (Harder and harder) 
Yeah, 'cause it's seemin' like these days, niggas wanna be enemies 
Come around these ways, we ain't showin' no sympathy 
Put it on replay if you feelin' my еnergy (You could put it on replay if you feelin' my enеrgy, oh) 
 
[Fredo Bang] 
Ayy, sometimes you gotta cry a little 
Sometimes you gotta lie and kill (Oh, Lord) 
Sometimes you gotta spin the wheel 
Sometimes, just to lock the deal, you gotta lie about how you really feel 
Seems like these days, everybody love comin' with a fee 
Seems like these days, they multiplyin' my enemies 
Seems like these days, these bitches stealin' my energy 
No, I don't want shit rippin', I just wanna sleep in peace 
I wonder, "Would she love me if I push cars at Costco?" 
Gave a bitch my heart, she left me lonely with a snot nose 
Sometimes I double back whenever I'm horny like a rhino 
When I'm finished, back to business, I need that chicken, you know I like it, bro 
 
[Hurricane Wisdom, Fredo Bang] 
It just get harder and harder and harder (Oh, Lord, oh) 
So you gotta go harder and harder and harder (You gotta go, you gotta go) 
Hey, 'cause it's seemin' like these days, niggas wanna be enemies 
Come around these ways, we ain't showin' no sympathy (Bo, bo, bo) 
Put it on replay if you feelin' my energy (Put it on replay if you feelin' my energy, oh)

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English

[Hurricane Wisdom] 
Sometimes you gotta cry a little, sometimes you gotta cry a lot 
When it feel like you won't make it out, sometimes, you gotta stir the pot 
Gotta make a way straight to the top 
'Cause this shit here don't get easier 
 
It just get harder and harder and harder (Oh, Lord) 
So you gotta go harder and harder and harder (Harder and harder) 
Yeah, 'cause it's seemin' like these days, niggas wanna be enemies 
Come around these ways, we ain't showin' no sympathy 
Put it on replay if you feelin' my еnergy (You could put it on replay if you feelin' my enеrgy, oh) 
 
[Fredo Bang] 
Ayy, sometimes you gotta cry a little 
Sometimes you gotta lie and kill (Oh, Lord) 
Sometimes you gotta spin the wheel 
Sometimes, just to lock the deal, you gotta lie about how you really feel 
Seems like these days, everybody love comin' with a fee 
Seems like these days, they multiplyin' my enemies 
Seems like these days, these bitches stealin' my energy 
No, I don't want shit rippin', I just wanna sleep in peace 
I wonder, "Would she love me if I push cars at Costco?" 
Gave a bitch my heart, she left me lonely with a snot nose 
Sometimes I double back whenever I'm horny like a rhino 
When I'm finished, back to business, I need that chicken, you know I like it, bro 
 
[Hurricane Wisdom, Fredo Bang] 
It just get harder and harder and harder (Oh, Lord, oh) 
So you gotta go harder and harder and harder (You gotta go, you gotta go) 
Hey, 'cause it's seemin' like these days, niggas wanna be enemies 
Come around these ways, we ain't showin' no sympathy (Bo, bo, bo) 
Put it on replay if you feelin' my energy (Put it on replay if you feelin' my energy, oh)

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Strange Love

Woah
When that insane nigga turns your heart to a ghost
You the same went and put my love in the-
When that insane nigga turns your heart to a ghost
You the same went and put my love in the chamber
We was just in high school f*ckin' and boastin' (you heard)
No one ever told me that sweet, and I didn't hate them (no)
No one ever told me that your family would hate me (no)
No one ever told me I would end up this famous (no)
Locked away my feelings, I feel like I'm in danger (come the danger)
Everyone do wrong, bae, I'm far from an angel
But don't you find it strange how we turn into strangers (I do)
It was diamond dollars, you fell in love with this angle
It was in my head, I fell in love with your angel (angel)
Now we mispaid, that's not my normal behavior
Grippin' on your waist, and then you scream 'for I'll save you
I do wear my cape, I put it all in this angel
Scratches on my face from the last time that I slayed you
Baby, if you hurt then take it slow
Baby, if you hurt me, take it slow, please
I'll let you cut but not to close 'cause I'll bleed
If you gon' move on, then don't move on without me
She won't leave because you gone
When that insane nigga turns your heart to a ghost
You the same went and put my love in the chamber
We was just in high school f*ckin' and boastin' (you heard)
No one ever told me that sweet, and I didn't hate them (no)
No one ever told me that your family would hate me (no)
No one ever told me I would end up this famous (no)
Locked away my feelings, I feel like I'm in danger (come the danger)
Everyone do wrong, bae, I'm far from an angel
Everyone do wrong, bae, I'm far from an angel (oh)
Everyone do wrong, bae, I'm far from an angel
Everyone do wrong, bae, I'm far from an angel (ayy)
Everyone do wrong, bae, I'm far from an angel
I'm far from an angel

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English

Woah
When that insane nigga turns your heart to a ghost
You the same went and put my love in the-
When that insane nigga turns your heart to a ghost
You the same went and put my love in the chamber
We was just in high school f*ckin' and boastin' (you heard)
No one ever told me that sweet, and I didn't hate them (no)
No one ever told me that your family would hate me (no)
No one ever told me I would end up this famous (no)
Locked away my feelings, I feel like I'm in danger (come the danger)
Everyone do wrong, bae, I'm far from an angel
But don't you find it strange how we turn into strangers (I do)
It was diamond dollars, you fell in love with this angle
It was in my head, I fell in love with your angel (angel)
Now we mispaid, that's not my normal behavior
Grippin' on your waist, and then you scream 'for I'll save you
I do wear my cape, I put it all in this angel
Scratches on my face from the last time that I slayed you
Baby, if you hurt then take it slow
Baby, if you hurt me, take it slow, please
I'll let you cut but not to close 'cause I'll bleed
If you gon' move on, then don't move on without me
She won't leave because you gone
When that insane nigga turns your heart to a ghost
You the same went and put my love in the chamber
We was just in high school f*ckin' and boastin' (you heard)
No one ever told me that sweet, and I didn't hate them (no)
No one ever told me that your family would hate me (no)
No one ever told me I would end up this famous (no)
Locked away my feelings, I feel like I'm in danger (come the danger)
Everyone do wrong, bae, I'm far from an angel
Everyone do wrong, bae, I'm far from an angel (oh)
Everyone do wrong, bae, I'm far from an angel
Everyone do wrong, bae, I'm far from an angel (ayy)
Everyone do wrong, bae, I'm far from an angel
I'm far from an angel

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Perfect Imperfections

Woah (woah), woah (woah), woah (woah)
Woah, woah
Truth be told, I get hoes on the regular
Still don't know why I blow up your cellular
F*ck them hoes, I don't like what they tellin' you
You just buyin' the shit that they sellin' you (woah, woah, woah)
F*ck your friends, I don't like how they coach you
I don't mind, but you way too approachable
I see my own friends, say she know the whoopin'
She said, baby, I like when you vulnerable
I say, no, bae you like when I'm gullible (no)
If it's just for the night, girl, I'm confident (no)
'Cause your pussy so tired, it be cuffin' me
Baby I ain't have love in a minute
'Cause you grip up a little tight when you hogging me (me)
I don't know why, but I'm stuck in this feelin'
I don't know, baby girl, is you drugging me?
Know you fine, but this life shit get ugly
Out of town, out of town, but I'm thuggin' it
You know you're my little vibe, and I'll f*ck wit' it
I done stand for the night and then double it
I done did that shit twice in the week
Why these bitches poppin' up in my dreams?
Hang on, I don't know if she f*ckin' my sleep up
This what I get for f*ckin' with Libra
This shit must be like f*ckin' the reaper
And it's crazy, I don't f*ck with people
Only bitch I put trust in is Nina
Keep it real, I'm a keep it a hunnid
You don't like it, I know you gon' love it
How the f*ck could you hate when I'm honest?
And you say lil' shit tryna hurt me
Talkin' 'bout, "I like you better off Perkies"
How the f*ck can you say that on purpose?
Truth be told, I get hoes on the regular
Still don't know why I blow up your cellular
F*ck them hoes, I don't like what they tellin' you
You just buyin' the shit that they sellin' you (woah, woah, woah)
F*ck your friends, I don't like how they coach you
I don't mind, but you way too approachable
I see my own friends, say she know the-
You don't like it, I know you gon' love it
How the f*ck could you hate when I'm honest?
And you say lil' shit tryna hurt me
Talkin' 'bout, "I like you better off Perkies"
How the f*ck can you say that on purpose?
How the f*ck can you say that on purpose?

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English

Woah (woah), woah (woah), woah (woah)
Woah, woah
Truth be told, I get hoes on the regular
Still don't know why I blow up your cellular
F*ck them hoes, I don't like what they tellin' you
You just buyin' the shit that they sellin' you (woah, woah, woah)
F*ck your friends, I don't like how they coach you
I don't mind, but you way too approachable
I see my own friends, say she know the whoopin'
She said, baby, I like when you vulnerable
I say, no, bae you like when I'm gullible (no)
If it's just for the night, girl, I'm confident (no)
'Cause your pussy so tired, it be cuffin' me
Baby I ain't have love in a minute
'Cause you grip up a little tight when you hogging me (me)
I don't know why, but I'm stuck in this feelin'
I don't know, baby girl, is you drugging me?
Know you fine, but this life shit get ugly
Out of town, out of town, but I'm thuggin' it
You know you're my little vibe, and I'll f*ck wit' it
I done stand for the night and then double it
I done did that shit twice in the week
Why these bitches poppin' up in my dreams?
Hang on, I don't know if she f*ckin' my sleep up
This what I get for f*ckin' with Libra
This shit must be like f*ckin' the reaper
And it's crazy, I don't f*ck with people
Only bitch I put trust in is Nina
Keep it real, I'm a keep it a hunnid
You don't like it, I know you gon' love it
How the f*ck could you hate when I'm honest?
And you say lil' shit tryna hurt me
Talkin' 'bout, "I like you better off Perkies"
How the f*ck can you say that on purpose?
Truth be told, I get hoes on the regular
Still don't know why I blow up your cellular
F*ck them hoes, I don't like what they tellin' you
You just buyin' the shit that they sellin' you (woah, woah, woah)
F*ck your friends, I don't like how they coach you
I don't mind, but you way too approachable
I see my own friends, say she know the-
You don't like it, I know you gon' love it
How the f*ck could you hate when I'm honest?
And you say lil' shit tryna hurt me
Talkin' 'bout, "I like you better off Perkies"
How the f*ck can you say that on purpose?
How the f*ck can you say that on purpose?

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Mind Gone

What's your sign? What's your sign? What's your-
What's your name? What you do? What's your sign?
I say, oh, what's your name? What you do? What's your sign? (What's your sign?)
I like your eyes, do you like mine though?
Play no mind games, that's 'cause my mind gone
I make your wrist go bling blaow on 'em
I make your wrist go bling bloaw, don't mean no rhinestones
She a pretty bitch, I threw my wallet 'cause my heart gone
I ain't check it, I ain't got it on the yacht, no
I stumbled in but got his first to come with lovin' on me
I'm not a type to call, no patience 'cause my life is a freak
If your love is something I can buy then it gotta be cheap
What's your name? What you do? What's your-?
If your love is something I can buy then it gotta be cheap
What's your name? What you do? What's your sign? (What's your sign?)
I like your vibe (like your vibe), do you like mine though?
She said she put her hands on folks, never mind though 
She said I ain't no real baller, what do I know? (What do I know?)
I don't mind though, I mean there's plenty you can't see, wearing a blindfold
I don't need advisors on T, I dot my I's though
I just need some loving on me
That's where my mind gone, that's where my mind gone now
They say boy, you obvious when it all goes down
Just be proud of me, I ain't got it all figured out
Say what you do? What's your name? What's your vibe?
When we get high, can we go out?
And she don't like to party she'd rather stay in her house
And I don't like you leaving, baby, stay with me a while
And I can't take this far until I figure you all out
And I don't want you hurting, baby girl, I want your smile
And I don't care what they be saying 'cause I want you
And girl, I know you got a man but bae, I want you
They gon' say I'm delusional the way I want you
Just make sure I can pull up, kill it when I want to
Just make sure I can pull up, kill it when I want to
Just make sure I can pull up, kill it when I want to
What's your name? What you do? What's your sign? (What's your sign?)
I like your vibe (like your vibe), do you like mine though?
She said she put her hands on folks, never mind though 
She said I ain't no real baller, what do I know? (What do I know?)
I don't mind though, I mean there's plenty you can't see, wearing a blindfold
I don't need advisors on T, I dot my I's though
I just need some loving on me
That's where my mind gone, that's where my mind gone now
They say boy, you obvious when it all goes down
Just be proud of me, I ain't got it all figured out
Oh, just be proud of me, I ain't got it all figured out
What's your name, what's your-, what's your-

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English

What's your sign? What's your sign? What's your-
What's your name? What you do? What's your sign?
I say, oh, what's your name? What you do? What's your sign? (What's your sign?)
I like your eyes, do you like mine though?
Play no mind games, that's 'cause my mind gone
I make your wrist go bling blaow on 'em
I make your wrist go bling bloaw, don't mean no rhinestones
She a pretty bitch, I threw my wallet 'cause my heart gone
I ain't check it, I ain't got it on the yacht, no
I stumbled in but got his first to come with lovin' on me
I'm not a type to call, no patience 'cause my life is a freak
If your love is something I can buy then it gotta be cheap
What's your name? What you do? What's your-?
If your love is something I can buy then it gotta be cheap
What's your name? What you do? What's your sign? (What's your sign?)
I like your vibe (like your vibe), do you like mine though?
She said she put her hands on folks, never mind though 
She said I ain't no real baller, what do I know? (What do I know?)
I don't mind though, I mean there's plenty you can't see, wearing a blindfold
I don't need advisors on T, I dot my I's though
I just need some loving on me
That's where my mind gone, that's where my mind gone now
They say boy, you obvious when it all goes down
Just be proud of me, I ain't got it all figured out
Say what you do? What's your name? What's your vibe?
When we get high, can we go out?
And she don't like to party she'd rather stay in her house
And I don't like you leaving, baby, stay with me a while
And I can't take this far until I figure you all out
And I don't want you hurting, baby girl, I want your smile
And I don't care what they be saying 'cause I want you
And girl, I know you got a man but bae, I want you
They gon' say I'm delusional the way I want you
Just make sure I can pull up, kill it when I want to
Just make sure I can pull up, kill it when I want to
Just make sure I can pull up, kill it when I want to
What's your name? What you do? What's your sign? (What's your sign?)
I like your vibe (like your vibe), do you like mine though?
She said she put her hands on folks, never mind though 
She said I ain't no real baller, what do I know? (What do I know?)
I don't mind though, I mean there's plenty you can't see, wearing a blindfold
I don't need advisors on T, I dot my I's though
I just need some loving on me
That's where my mind gone, that's where my mind gone now
They say boy, you obvious when it all goes down
Just be proud of me, I ain't got it all figured out
Oh, just be proud of me, I ain't got it all figured out
What's your name, what's your-, what's your-

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Questions

Oh, oh, oh-oh
Why, oh, oh, oh, why

Do you love me? (Do you love me?) Do you need me? (Hey, need)
It's fourth quarter, why the f*ck we playin' defense (why the f*ck we playin' defense)
Okay, do you trust me? (Do you trust me?) Do you mean it? (Do you mean it?)
Baby, where your heart at? Have you seen it? (Have you seen it?)
Know I tend to fall back with my feelings (with my feelings)
But you don't even call back, you so- (you don't even call back)
Said you don't even call back, you so evil (you so evil)
And you ridin' 'round, doin' shows like you famous (like you famous)

You don't have to show your hand, I don't need that (I don't need it)
Now who told your people that we- (who told your people?)
Baby, you told your people that we made it (told your people)
In the coupe, though, it feels like you dangerous
In the coupe, though, it feels like a stylist (stylist)
If you don't want love, just be honest (just be honest)
Lil' mama, I could, just be honest (just be honest)
But, girl, I got some questions for you (oh)

Do you love me? (Do you love me?) Do you need me? (Hey, need)
It's fourth quarter, why the f*ck we playin' defense (why the f*ck we playin' defense)
Okay, do you trust me? (Do you trust me?) Do you mean it? (Do you mean it?)
Baby, where your heart at? Have you seen it? (Have you seen it?)
Know I tend to fall back with my feelings (with my feelings)
But you don't even call back, you so- (you don't even call back)
Said you don't even call back, you so evil (you so evil)
And you ridin' 'round, doin' shows like you famous (doin' shows like you famous)

Now who told your people that we- (who told your people?)
Baby, you told your people that we made it
Baby, you told your people that we made it

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English

Oh, oh, oh-oh
Why, oh, oh, oh, why

Do you love me? (Do you love me?) Do you need me? (Hey, need)
It's fourth quarter, why the f*ck we playin' defense (why the f*ck we playin' defense)
Okay, do you trust me? (Do you trust me?) Do you mean it? (Do you mean it?)
Baby, where your heart at? Have you seen it? (Have you seen it?)
Know I tend to fall back with my feelings (with my feelings)
But you don't even call back, you so- (you don't even call back)
Said you don't even call back, you so evil (you so evil)
And you ridin' 'round, doin' shows like you famous (like you famous)

You don't have to show your hand, I don't need that (I don't need it)
Now who told your people that we- (who told your people?)
Baby, you told your people that we made it (told your people)
In the coupe, though, it feels like you dangerous
In the coupe, though, it feels like a stylist (stylist)
If you don't want love, just be honest (just be honest)
Lil' mama, I could, just be honest (just be honest)
But, girl, I got some questions for you (oh)

Do you love me? (Do you love me?) Do you need me? (Hey, need)
It's fourth quarter, why the f*ck we playin' defense (why the f*ck we playin' defense)
Okay, do you trust me? (Do you trust me?) Do you mean it? (Do you mean it?)
Baby, where your heart at? Have you seen it? (Have you seen it?)
Know I tend to fall back with my feelings (with my feelings)
But you don't even call back, you so- (you don't even call back)
Said you don't even call back, you so evil (you so evil)
And you ridin' 'round, doin' shows like you famous (doin' shows like you famous)

Now who told your people that we- (who told your people?)
Baby, you told your people that we made it
Baby, you told your people that we made it

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My Problems

(Super Wave)
Oh
See, my problem is my heart, I give my all
See, my problem is I love, but I can't buy flaws
Tryna have a sit down but my pose ain't answerin' the phone
Oh, ayy (my problem)
I love my mama, but I swear that it's always somethin
Soon as I drop, they look at me like I owe 'em somethin'
Soon as I sign, I dropped fifteen like I owed them somethin'
Ayy, you f*cked around, showed your hand before I even made it
I be wrong if I tell granny how you text your, baby
See, sometimes I wanna cry, but shit, that's how we made it
That was right before the time I almost had that baby
Keep it all up in my ear, she tell me what we name it
No time I'm down to jaded, no time I'm down to fame it
You can blame that shit on keyboard, I can't trust a soul
I was on my way to Cali, was with my dog
Tell me you let it tell, how you start losin' doubt
And I can't follow about no bitch before some shit be foul
My problem is I'm livid, I quit when I'm down
But I'm right back on my shit, had to figure it out
My problem is my head, you keep holding me hostage
Soon as Jay made a song, I just know we ain't droppin'
I do better when I'm droppin', that's the reasonable option
Friends telling me, "Don't stop, this not an option"
I just drive the ice and fire, we hit you for two weeks
It's my problems, this shit we go for weeks
I can't find no option, just tryna find some peace

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English

(Super Wave)
Oh
See, my problem is my heart, I give my all
See, my problem is I love, but I can't buy flaws
Tryna have a sit down but my pose ain't answerin' the phone
Oh, ayy (my problem)
I love my mama, but I swear that it's always somethin
Soon as I drop, they look at me like I owe 'em somethin'
Soon as I sign, I dropped fifteen like I owed them somethin'
Ayy, you f*cked around, showed your hand before I even made it
I be wrong if I tell granny how you text your, baby
See, sometimes I wanna cry, but shit, that's how we made it
That was right before the time I almost had that baby
Keep it all up in my ear, she tell me what we name it
No time I'm down to jaded, no time I'm down to fame it
You can blame that shit on keyboard, I can't trust a soul
I was on my way to Cali, was with my dog
Tell me you let it tell, how you start losin' doubt
And I can't follow about no bitch before some shit be foul
My problem is I'm livid, I quit when I'm down
But I'm right back on my shit, had to figure it out
My problem is my head, you keep holding me hostage
Soon as Jay made a song, I just know we ain't droppin'
I do better when I'm droppin', that's the reasonable option
Friends telling me, "Don't stop, this not an option"
I just drive the ice and fire, we hit you for two weeks
It's my problems, this shit we go for weeks
I can't find no option, just tryna find some peace

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Kinfolk

(Ayo Pluto, you going brazy)
Woah, mm
I still got folks I'll kill for (folks I'll kill for)
I do (do, truly)
Mm, mm, I say, mm
Best believe this shit go bad, I did it all for my kinfolk
Nowadays I'm patient, I still got folks I'll kill for
Shake sounds stuck on tracks, say I won't but I still for (I do)
He was poor and he still pour, and I decided to shit on dreams
That's the shit that we live for, follow the rules but I still don't
I'm the reason they still hope, I'm the reason they still hope
Ayy, where I'm from is they still hope
Wonder how I'm finna die with all this shit I could live for
All these niggas fake, I wonder where all the real go?
Finished burnin' bridges in the start, we was real close
Throwing out these pictures, all these memories feel broke
Tss, shit, I guess I'm on my own
And, nah, I can't stay with you, girl, I got some love at home
And bitch, my heart expensive, gotta break that shit wit' Chrome
I'ma doog I need a-, I caught her throwin' out my bone
Best believe this shit go bad, I did it all for my kinfolk
Nowadays I'm patient, I still got folks I'll kill for
Shake sounds stuck on tracks, say I won't but I still for (I do)
He was poor and he still pour, and I decided to shit on dreams
That's the shit that we live for, follow the rules but I still don't
I'm the reason they still hope, I'm the reason they still hope
Granny livin' off of hope, like, f*ck a 9-to-5
I told lil' bro hop on that flight, he'd rather go and slide, I know
Granny livin' off of hope, like, f*ck a 9-to-5
I told lil' bro hop on that flight, he'd rather go and slide, I know
It's times I wanna hide, I don't, if I decided to cry, he gone
Last thing he see was four, shit go bad just for my folks
Best believe this shit go bad, I did it all for my kinfolk
Nowadays be tryna cope, but I got folks I'll kill for
Why the f*ck would wanna die, when I got shit I can live for?
Not the type to kill a dream 'cause that's the shit that we live for

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English

(Ayo Pluto, you going brazy)
Woah, mm
I still got folks I'll kill for (folks I'll kill for)
I do (do, truly)
Mm, mm, I say, mm
Best believe this shit go bad, I did it all for my kinfolk
Nowadays I'm patient, I still got folks I'll kill for
Shake sounds stuck on tracks, say I won't but I still for (I do)
He was poor and he still pour, and I decided to shit on dreams
That's the shit that we live for, follow the rules but I still don't
I'm the reason they still hope, I'm the reason they still hope
Ayy, where I'm from is they still hope
Wonder how I'm finna die with all this shit I could live for
All these niggas fake, I wonder where all the real go?
Finished burnin' bridges in the start, we was real close
Throwing out these pictures, all these memories feel broke
Tss, shit, I guess I'm on my own
And, nah, I can't stay with you, girl, I got some love at home
And bitch, my heart expensive, gotta break that shit wit' Chrome
I'ma doog I need a-, I caught her throwin' out my bone
Best believe this shit go bad, I did it all for my kinfolk
Nowadays I'm patient, I still got folks I'll kill for
Shake sounds stuck on tracks, say I won't but I still for (I do)
He was poor and he still pour, and I decided to shit on dreams
That's the shit that we live for, follow the rules but I still don't
I'm the reason they still hope, I'm the reason they still hope
Granny livin' off of hope, like, f*ck a 9-to-5
I told lil' bro hop on that flight, he'd rather go and slide, I know
Granny livin' off of hope, like, f*ck a 9-to-5
I told lil' bro hop on that flight, he'd rather go and slide, I know
It's times I wanna hide, I don't, if I decided to cry, he gone
Last thing he see was four, shit go bad just for my folks
Best believe this shit go bad, I did it all for my kinfolk
Nowadays be tryna cope, but I got folks I'll kill for
Why the f*ck would wanna die, when I got shit I can live for?
Not the type to kill a dream 'cause that's the shit that we live for

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You Got It

All the words I said were wrong
They don't mean nothing to you
All we had to do was touch (ayy, pull up, Lam)
And there's no nothing better
What the hell are beds for, man?
They go waiting for you
Waste away, don't find the time
It's all by your side
Okay

Girl you got it
Fendi, Louis, Gucci, Prada, baby, don't you got it
Never been the type to argue with you, bitch, you got it
Don't know why this other hoes, bitch, but you got it (I know)
Yeah, you got it
Like you badder with your lashes, it ain't your body
I don't need flight, no fight, it's either, shit your body
F*cked you from the back, you look at me and said you got it, I know (you got it, I know)

Yeah, I got it
Don't know how you even speak, don't cheat, you know I got it, I know
And you know I'm the type to throw this shit, without no problems
They say broke hoes be the loudest hoes, but you quiet, I know
I mean you got it (too long, yeah, and I hope that)
Mean you got it (too long, yeah)

All the words I said were wrong
They don't mean nothing to you
All we had to do was touch
And there's no nothing better
What the hell are beds for, man?
They go waiting for you
Waste away, don't find the time
It's all by your side

Girl you got it
Fendi, Louis, Gucci, Prada, baby, don't you got it
Never been the type to argue with you, bitch, you got it
Don't know why this other hoes, bitch, but you got it (I know)
Yeah, you got it
Like you badder with your lashes, it ain't your body
I don't need flight, no fight, it's either, shit your body
F*cked you from the back, you look at me and said you got it, I know (yeah, I got it)

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English

All the words I said were wrong
They don't mean nothing to you
All we had to do was touch (ayy, pull up, Lam)
And there's no nothing better
What the hell are beds for, man?
They go waiting for you
Waste away, don't find the time
It's all by your side
Okay

Girl you got it
Fendi, Louis, Gucci, Prada, baby, don't you got it
Never been the type to argue with you, bitch, you got it
Don't know why this other hoes, bitch, but you got it (I know)
Yeah, you got it
Like you badder with your lashes, it ain't your body
I don't need flight, no fight, it's either, shit your body
F*cked you from the back, you look at me and said you got it, I know (you got it, I know)

Yeah, I got it
Don't know how you even speak, don't cheat, you know I got it, I know
And you know I'm the type to throw this shit, without no problems
They say broke hoes be the loudest hoes, but you quiet, I know
I mean you got it (too long, yeah, and I hope that)
Mean you got it (too long, yeah)

All the words I said were wrong
They don't mean nothing to you
All we had to do was touch
And there's no nothing better
What the hell are beds for, man?
They go waiting for you
Waste away, don't find the time
It's all by your side

Girl you got it
Fendi, Louis, Gucci, Prada, baby, don't you got it
Never been the type to argue with you, bitch, you got it
Don't know why this other hoes, bitch, but you got it (I know)
Yeah, you got it
Like you badder with your lashes, it ain't your body
I don't need flight, no fight, it's either, shit your body
F*cked you from the back, you look at me and said you got it, I know (yeah, I got it)

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Demons

        [ Featuring Kidd G ]
    

I'm dancin' with the demons in my head
Lonely when you're sleepin' in my bed
Why try when I know that you might cry?
Singin' sad songs, starin' at the night sky

I'll crash this car and watch it burn
Lovin' you is nothin' but a lesson learned
Watch it go up in flames while you're screamin' my name
You think that I'm just insane
You hate me and I hate you too
You should see the hell that you put me through
Bottle on a shelf, you've been numb, numb with somebody else (oh)

I still be thinkin' of you
I can make any whore scream, but I like hearin' it from you
Everybody sellin' dreams, but they won't sell it like you
You know, all these hoes be birds, but you just like a peacock (yeah, yeah)
Kinney, love to peek on (yeah, yeah)
I'm on her since knee high (yeah, yeah)
Me and her just go way back, uh
My ex wanna just dashed dashed, let me hold the Maybach (yeah, yeah)
Pull up clean like Ajax (yeah, yeah)
But my ex-bitch hate that (yeah, yeah), but we still flash regardless
You know I'm an artist, come out strange, I'll act retarded, huh
Plus I'm not the smartest, without the gang, I'll crash a party (yeah)
Hmm, go out like McKinney, huh, give you a pop drop
Too much like my daddy, huh, I'm so f*ckin' honest, huh (yeah)
Need a bitch like mommy, huh, pardon, I meant female (yeah)
Lil' bitch slide around with dicks, she think she a shemale
Uh, tellin' me that you gon' block, she go and hit your email (yeah, yeah)
Huh, I been f*ckin' 'round with demons like my name is He-Man

I'm dancin' with the demons in my head
Lonely when you're sleepin' in my bed
Why try when I know that you might cry?
Singin' sad songs, starin' at the night sky

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I'm dancin' with the demons in my head
Lonely when you're sleepin' in my bed
Why try when I know that you might cry?
Singin' sad songs, starin' at the night sky

I'll crash this car and watch it burn
Lovin' you is nothin' but a lesson learned
Watch it go up in flames while you're screamin' my name
You think that I'm just insane
You hate me and I hate you too
You should see the hell that you put me through
Bottle on a shelf, you've been numb, numb with somebody else (oh)

I still be thinkin' of you
I can make any whore scream, but I like hearin' it from you
Everybody sellin' dreams, but they won't sell it like you
You know, all these hoes be birds, but you just like a peacock (yeah, yeah)
Kinney, love to peek on (yeah, yeah)
I'm on her since knee high (yeah, yeah)
Me and her just go way back, uh
My ex wanna just dashed dashed, let me hold the Maybach (yeah, yeah)
Pull up clean like Ajax (yeah, yeah)
But my ex-bitch hate that (yeah, yeah), but we still flash regardless
You know I'm an artist, come out strange, I'll act retarded, huh
Plus I'm not the smartest, without the gang, I'll crash a party (yeah)
Hmm, go out like McKinney, huh, give you a pop drop
Too much like my daddy, huh, I'm so f*ckin' honest, huh (yeah)
Need a bitch like mommy, huh, pardon, I meant female (yeah)
Lil' bitch slide around with dicks, she think she a shemale
Uh, tellin' me that you gon' block, she go and hit your email (yeah, yeah)
Huh, I been f*ckin' 'round with demons like my name is He-Man

I'm dancin' with the demons in my head
Lonely when you're sleepin' in my bed
Why try when I know that you might cry?
Singin' sad songs, starin' at the night sky

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Dreamcatcher

Ayy, bro, it ain't hard to fail
Chasin' dreams like they ain't- (mm, mm)
Huh

Still chasin' dreams like they ain't far as hell
F*ck what he seen, know it ain't hard to fell
If anythin', it's hard to fail
You lose yourself, you find who really here
Lost myself to find myself but then again, I guess who really cares?
Screamin' "F*ck a Rollie," I heard time will tell
Feel like they hoein', label holdin', you ask me, that shit ain't none' but fail
I can't get cozy 'til I get a mill'
This life get lonely when shit gettin' real
And Lord knows, shit been gettin' real

Keep it on me, it don't leave my hip
I'm never phony, niggas foldin' out this bitch
That shit there give me chills
And I ain't on yet, let's keep it real
But all my hoes bad and all my money good
And I ain't poppin' no tags
Know you could if you would
Ten times two, I don't sent it on my Cashapp
I see it's blue so we pull up in the Redeye
She's old news, I don't fiend for the fed up
Okay the V cold, when I get paid and we sped out
And I been lost my mind
You wonder where my head at
And I don't got no time
I'm sorry, I can't stay
Just know I'm still-
I'm-

Still chasin' dreams like they ain't far as hell
F*ck what he seen, know it ain't hard to fell
If anything, it's hard to fail
You lose yourself, you find who really here
Lost myself to find myself but then again, I guess who really cares?
Screamin' "F*ck a Rollie," I heard time will tell
Feel like they hoein', label holdin', you ask me, that shit ain't none' but fail
I can't get cozy 'til I get a mill'
This life get lonely when shit gettin' real
And Lord knows, shit been gettin' real

Lord knows, shit been gettin' real (mm)
It's been gettin' real

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English

Ayy, bro, it ain't hard to fail
Chasin' dreams like they ain't- (mm, mm)
Huh

Still chasin' dreams like they ain't far as hell
F*ck what he seen, know it ain't hard to fell
If anythin', it's hard to fail
You lose yourself, you find who really here
Lost myself to find myself but then again, I guess who really cares?
Screamin' "F*ck a Rollie," I heard time will tell
Feel like they hoein', label holdin', you ask me, that shit ain't none' but fail
I can't get cozy 'til I get a mill'
This life get lonely when shit gettin' real
And Lord knows, shit been gettin' real

Keep it on me, it don't leave my hip
I'm never phony, niggas foldin' out this bitch
That shit there give me chills
And I ain't on yet, let's keep it real
But all my hoes bad and all my money good
And I ain't poppin' no tags
Know you could if you would
Ten times two, I don't sent it on my Cashapp
I see it's blue so we pull up in the Redeye
She's old news, I don't fiend for the fed up
Okay the V cold, when I get paid and we sped out
And I been lost my mind
You wonder where my head at
And I don't got no time
I'm sorry, I can't stay
Just know I'm still-
I'm-

Still chasin' dreams like they ain't far as hell
F*ck what he seen, know it ain't hard to fell
If anything, it's hard to fail
You lose yourself, you find who really here
Lost myself to find myself but then again, I guess who really cares?
Screamin' "F*ck a Rollie," I heard time will tell
Feel like they hoein', label holdin', you ask me, that shit ain't none' but fail
I can't get cozy 'til I get a mill'
This life get lonely when shit gettin' real
And Lord knows, shit been gettin' real

Lord knows, shit been gettin' real (mm)
It's been gettin' real

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Frontline (Remix)

        [ Featuring NoCap ]
    

[Hurricane Wisdom] 
(Tuned up) 
This on everybody (Everybody) 
Ayy (Everybody) 
Oh 
 
[Hurricane Wisdom] 
This on everybody (Everybody) 
Tell me why they ain't outside, boy, he scared probably (Woah, scared probably) 
And I be thinkin' 'bout when I die, be shittin' on everybody (On everybody) 
'Til then, f*ck everybody (F*ck everybody), tell 'em I want every problem (Want every problem) 
Ayy (Nigga), she better stay, what you here for? 
When you touchin' rеal money, here comе all of your kinfolk (Woah) 
And I'm frontline, frontline, boy, I promise I'm here for you 
You know anything you need, you can call on me (Woah) 
 
[NoCap] 
What's gon' happen if I leave and I fall too deep? 
I'm in a casket in they suite, put it all on me 
Devil's creepin' in my dream with too much on my mind 
I get to thinkin' that these demons really love me sometimes 
Livin' in my problems, got codeine all in my sofa 
Homie was my shotta, money turned him to a cobra 
Really, I just met her, I'ma f*ck her like I know her, uh-uh 
This shit got sour, I take a shower with my lemon squeeze 
Since he a simp, we send a ho and show no sympathy 
Ride for eternal, 'til we burn him, we ain't satisfied 
Tell the truth, I'm blinded, at the same time, I might've lied 
All these Jacksons, if she ask about her feelings 
Know they took the stand, how you court-side with him? 
Ain't pressin' 'bout no pussy, baby, I'm the one 
Paid her and I told her keep her panties on 
 
[Hurricane Wisdom] 
This on everybody (Everybody) 
Tell me why they ain't outside, boy, he scared probably (Woah, scared) 
And I be thinkin' 'bout when I die, be shittin' on everybody (On everybody) 
'Til then, f*ck everybody (F*ck everybody), tell 'em I want every problem (Want every problem) 
Ayy (Nigga), she better stay, what you here for? 
When you touchin' real money, here come all of your kinfolk (Woah) 
And I'm frontline, frontline, boy, I promise I'm here for you 
You know anything you need, you can call on me 
 
[Hurricane Wisdom] 
My problem, I give my heart if you need it (Right) 
Don't see nada (No), real niggas always seem to see it. (Ayy) 
Bro keep quiet (Oh), whole time, he was fightin' demons 
Ayy, huh, talkin' 'bout he can't get no sleep, he been pure codeinin' (Ayy, yeah) 
He been up for weeks, say you got the drugs, you need it (Yeah, yeah) 
It ain't no help, I'm sittin' here like I ain't have no money (Woah) 
It ain't no help, I'm sittin' up here like I ain't got no friends (Ayy, friends) 
Ayy, huh, brand-new Gens, brand-new blam, I've been rollin' slim (Yeah, yeah) 
It's safe to say I don't be outside (I don't be outside) 
When I am, they be like, "'Bout time," this the only thing that I know 
Came city to city, f*ck a south side (South) 
I know my granny think I'm worldwide, know that I ain't worldwide (No) 
But truth be told, I got the world wide (World wide) 
We push up black-to-black trucks to shows, mama, I don't drive 
Is you 'bout yours? 'Cause I'm 'bout mine (I'm 'bout mine) 
And y'all know what I'm on, just know this on everybody (This on everybody, nigga) 
 
[Hurricane Wisdom] 
This on everybody (Everybody) 
Tell me why they ain't outside, boy, he scared probably (Woah, scared probably) 
And I be thinkin' 'bout when I die, be shittin' on everybody (On everybody) 
'Til then, f*ck everybody (F*ck everybody), tell 'em I want every problem (Want every problem) 
Ayy, she better stay, what you here for? (Forever) 
When you touchin' real money, here come all of your kinfolk 
And I'm frontline, frontline, boy, I promise I'm here for you 
You know anything you need, you can call on me

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English

[Hurricane Wisdom] 
(Tuned up) 
This on everybody (Everybody) 
Ayy (Everybody) 
Oh 
 
[Hurricane Wisdom] 
This on everybody (Everybody) 
Tell me why they ain't outside, boy, he scared probably (Woah, scared probably) 
And I be thinkin' 'bout when I die, be shittin' on everybody (On everybody) 
'Til then, f*ck everybody (F*ck everybody), tell 'em I want every problem (Want every problem) 
Ayy (Nigga), she better stay, what you here for? 
When you touchin' rеal money, here comе all of your kinfolk (Woah) 
And I'm frontline, frontline, boy, I promise I'm here for you 
You know anything you need, you can call on me (Woah) 
 
[NoCap] 
What's gon' happen if I leave and I fall too deep? 
I'm in a casket in they suite, put it all on me 
Devil's creepin' in my dream with too much on my mind 
I get to thinkin' that these demons really love me sometimes 
Livin' in my problems, got codeine all in my sofa 
Homie was my shotta, money turned him to a cobra 
Really, I just met her, I'ma f*ck her like I know her, uh-uh 
This shit got sour, I take a shower with my lemon squeeze 
Since he a simp, we send a ho and show no sympathy 
Ride for eternal, 'til we burn him, we ain't satisfied 
Tell the truth, I'm blinded, at the same time, I might've lied 
All these Jacksons, if she ask about her feelings 
Know they took the stand, how you court-side with him? 
Ain't pressin' 'bout no pussy, baby, I'm the one 
Paid her and I told her keep her panties on 
 
[Hurricane Wisdom] 
This on everybody (Everybody) 
Tell me why they ain't outside, boy, he scared probably (Woah, scared) 
And I be thinkin' 'bout when I die, be shittin' on everybody (On everybody) 
'Til then, f*ck everybody (F*ck everybody), tell 'em I want every problem (Want every problem) 
Ayy (Nigga), she better stay, what you here for? 
When you touchin' real money, here come all of your kinfolk (Woah) 
And I'm frontline, frontline, boy, I promise I'm here for you 
You know anything you need, you can call on me 
 
[Hurricane Wisdom] 
My problem, I give my heart if you need it (Right) 
Don't see nada (No), real niggas always seem to see it. (Ayy) 
Bro keep quiet (Oh), whole time, he was fightin' demons 
Ayy, huh, talkin' 'bout he can't get no sleep, he been pure codeinin' (Ayy, yeah) 
He been up for weeks, say you got the drugs, you need it (Yeah, yeah) 
It ain't no help, I'm sittin' here like I ain't have no money (Woah) 
It ain't no help, I'm sittin' up here like I ain't got no friends (Ayy, friends) 
Ayy, huh, brand-new Gens, brand-new blam, I've been rollin' slim (Yeah, yeah) 
It's safe to say I don't be outside (I don't be outside) 
When I am, they be like, "'Bout time," this the only thing that I know 
Came city to city, f*ck a south side (South) 
I know my granny think I'm worldwide, know that I ain't worldwide (No) 
But truth be told, I got the world wide (World wide) 
We push up black-to-black trucks to shows, mama, I don't drive 
Is you 'bout yours? 'Cause I'm 'bout mine (I'm 'bout mine) 
And y'all know what I'm on, just know this on everybody (This on everybody, nigga) 
 
[Hurricane Wisdom] 
This on everybody (Everybody) 
Tell me why they ain't outside, boy, he scared probably (Woah, scared probably) 
And I be thinkin' 'bout when I die, be shittin' on everybody (On everybody) 
'Til then, f*ck everybody (F*ck everybody), tell 'em I want every problem (Want every problem) 
Ayy, she better stay, what you here for? (Forever) 
When you touchin' real money, here come all of your kinfolk 
And I'm frontline, frontline, boy, I promise I'm here for you 
You know anything you need, you can call on me

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Giannis

Uh, uh, uh, uh
(Ayo, Kjay made that shit he play)

Ayy, I don't play cops and robbers
Get behind this bitch, I dog ya
I wasn't to good at math
On God, I run with problems solvers
Ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic
Dope fiend, I need all it
Ooh, bitch ,leave her fallin'
Gotta go, money callin'
Thirty four, feel like Giannis
Dirty pole big as Giannis
Ayy, niggas broke that's beyond me
Plenty shots, get on side me
Hundred hoes, I don't party
In the Yo more than Gotti
With the mic more than Scottie
Plenty toys, niggas, try me

Ayy, starbuds, Marley
I smoke more like a Marley
I say f*ck a Footlocker
I wan' go hit Marni
Double cup look just like Barney
I live it, you record it
Daytime in a foreign
Nighttime I'm in a foreign
New bitch just got imported
Why she think she important?
Whole time you know I ain't givin' her nothin'
I like my bitches borin'
G5, I'm damn near soarin'
I'm tired, I'm way too beat
Thick thighs, I'm knowin' you eat
Baby, don't lie, I know you sleep
Ayy, when I get home I just want dome
You already know I don't beat, ayy
You what you doin' with all that ass
I said come throw it on me
I know you know what I mean
Got plenty hoes and plenty cash
Life ain't nothin' but a fee (Ayo, Kjay made that shit he play)
I hope you know I don't

I don't play cops and robbers
Get behind this bitch, I dog ya
I wasn't to good at math
On God, I run with problems solvers
Ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic
Dope fiend, I need all it
Ooh, bitch ,leave her fallin'
Gotta go, money callin'
Thirty four, feel like Giannis
Dirty pole big as Giannis
Ayy, niggas broke that's beyond me
Plenty shots, get on side me
Hundred hoes, I don't party
In the Yo more than Gotti
With the mic more than Scottie
Plenty toys, niggas, try me

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English

Uh, uh, uh, uh
(Ayo, Kjay made that shit he play)

Ayy, I don't play cops and robbers
Get behind this bitch, I dog ya
I wasn't to good at math
On God, I run with problems solvers
Ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic
Dope fiend, I need all it
Ooh, bitch ,leave her fallin'
Gotta go, money callin'
Thirty four, feel like Giannis
Dirty pole big as Giannis
Ayy, niggas broke that's beyond me
Plenty shots, get on side me
Hundred hoes, I don't party
In the Yo more than Gotti
With the mic more than Scottie
Plenty toys, niggas, try me

Ayy, starbuds, Marley
I smoke more like a Marley
I say f*ck a Footlocker
I wan' go hit Marni
Double cup look just like Barney
I live it, you record it
Daytime in a foreign
Nighttime I'm in a foreign
New bitch just got imported
Why she think she important?
Whole time you know I ain't givin' her nothin'
I like my bitches borin'
G5, I'm damn near soarin'
I'm tired, I'm way too beat
Thick thighs, I'm knowin' you eat
Baby, don't lie, I know you sleep
Ayy, when I get home I just want dome
You already know I don't beat, ayy
You what you doin' with all that ass
I said come throw it on me
I know you know what I mean
Got plenty hoes and plenty cash
Life ain't nothin' but a fee (Ayo, Kjay made that shit he play)
I hope you know I don't

I don't play cops and robbers
Get behind this bitch, I dog ya
I wasn't to good at math
On God, I run with problems solvers
Ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic
Dope fiend, I need all it
Ooh, bitch ,leave her fallin'
Gotta go, money callin'
Thirty four, feel like Giannis
Dirty pole big as Giannis
Ayy, niggas broke that's beyond me
Plenty shots, get on side me
Hundred hoes, I don't party
In the Yo more than Gotti
With the mic more than Scottie
Plenty toys, niggas, try me

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Perfect Storm: Sorry 4 The Rain Info:

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Perfect Storm: Sorry 4 The Rain is a 2025 album by the Florida rapper Hurricane Wisdom. The double-disc project features 45 tracks and includes collaborations with artists such as G Herbo and Lil Baby. It is described as a sprawling work of "trap grit and introspection".

The album is characterized by deep, emotional lyrics. Some sources describe it as "trap-inspired pain rap".

The album's title suggests an apology for releasing a large amount of new music. The most popular song on the album is reportedly "Giannis".

Performed by: Hurricane Wisdom
Genre(s): Rap, Hip Hop, Trap
Released: October 17th, 2025
Year: 2025

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