Pipe that shit up, TnT (uh)
Look
Yeah, look
Yeah, yeah, look
Back to back, rollin' up, four in the morning, thinking about my nigga
Lord knows that I'ma miss you
Sometimes my life get super wild and I be wishin' I was with you (oh)
But the turtle race continues
Walked out the door without my pistol
Just know whenever they come and get me, it's gon' be a bang out (grrah)
Long live Bangout, he was the first to leave on this journey (yeah)
Lord, don't let me leave this earth so early
Let me watch my seeds grow and flourish
Promise to change my ways, I'm goin' corporate
Mama said this where the thuggin' ends
I wonder who gon' fix my heart, I wonder who gon' wipe my tears
Wonder why my life hard, I wonder when my pain gon' heal
And tell the feds I know they real, don't want no smoke with 'em
But they had my brother, I had to come and get him
So many niggas fell a victim, lost off in the system
I hit my knees, God came and got me (yeah)
So many court dates and funerals, tribulations and trials
Snakes with handshakes, crossed and crooked smile
From the streets to the bunk, from the bunk to the streets
Thug life ain't dead, believe me
And for my niggas locked down, at war with the system (yeah)
I promise to come and get you
And to my niggas dead and gone up in heaven, know I miss you
The turtle race continues, the turtle race continues, nigga (yeah)
Mm-mm, mm-mm, yeah, turtle race, turtle race (the turtle race)
The turtle race continues, nigga
Yeah, mm-mm-mm (yeah, yeah)
The turtle race, yeah, the turtle race
Rod Wave - Last Lap Album Lyrics
Rod Wave - Last Lap Lyrics
(Featuring Be Charlotte, Lil Baby, Lil Yachty, Rylo Rodriguez, Wild Rivers)
Writer: Rodarius Green, Felix Govaerts, Kyris D'Asia Mingo, Thomas Horton
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Last Lap
They said prayer was a master key
If I pray then God would answer me, oh (Trillo Beats, you did it again)
He really did
He showed me His care
Oh, His care, yeah
Keep going, keep going
Look
And it's hard, I know, they want me to move on
But I ain't ready to let go, my nigga
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga
What's happening Unc'? I know you looking down smiling at me
I pray that you found some peace and you're finally happy
But I can't sleep, dawg, I cry every f*cking night
This'll probably the hardest chapter of my f*cking life
Remember how we used to ride plotting on a plan
Me and my nigga had a bond the world wouldn't understand
God help a nigga understand this crazy life of mine
So many funerals, court dates, suits and ties
I get to thinking 'bout my nigga and can't help but cry
Tell me how you leave me, nigga, without saying bye
Remember how we used to ride, dawg, to you and me
We beat that road, we should've been sponsored by GMC
Deep in my heart, I don't think I could live this life without you
Interstates and streetlights make me think about you
Cleaner clothes and Sprinter vans make me shed a tear
It made me cry just like a baby, dog, it been some years
"Gotta keep going" in my brain, but in my heart, I'm feeling pain
Beefing with depression, wish I had someone to blame
I follow your every move, go on and lead the way
If it weren't for Fat and Pain, nigga, I'd follow you to the grave
And I every step I take (step I take)
I can hear you say (hear you say)
Keep going, keep going (keep going)
Keep going, keep going (keep going)
And it's hard, I know, they want me to move on
But I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (oh, no)
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga
Look (oh)
And I been through so many things but this shit the hardest
Tell me why I'm feeling pain, always brokenhearted?
Yeah, them niggas did they thing, but you the sharpest
In my eyes, you'll remain the motherf*cking largest
Tell me, how was seeing Deyjah and your son Tazarus?
Tell me, do they let us gangsters in the heaven parties?
Tell my nigga Fat Feezy that I'm f*cked up 'bout him
And tell my nigga Brock I'm sorry that I left without him
And they ask if I'm okay, I just lie about it (yeah)
To myself I cry about it then get high about it (yeah)
Them niggas knew how you was feeling and they let me know (oh)
You could've told me anything, I wouldn't tell a soul
Tell me why Simmons signed, I can't stop from crying
Tell me that you ain't alright and I wouldn't leave your side
Nigga, we undefeated, why you leave like this?
We did the impossible, it ain't shit you can't fix
Nigga, it's impossible for me to see you like that
Tell me how do I move forward without you watching my back
And tell me how do I move on now that you gone, I can't
This the last lap of the turtle race
And I every step I take (step I take) (and every step I take)
I can hear you say (hear you say) (I hear you say)
Keep going, keep going (keep going, keep going)
Keep going, keep going (keep going)
And it's hard, I know, they want me to move on (they want me to move on)
But I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (I ain't ready, no)
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga
Every step I take (step I take)
I can hear you say (hear you say)
Keep going, keep going (keep going, young nigga, keep going)
Don't stop going
And it's hard, I know, they want me to move on (they want me to move on)
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (oh, yeah)
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (yeah)
But I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (oh)
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (it's hard, I know)
But I ain't ready to let go, my nigga
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (they want me to move on)
But I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (I ain't ready, no)
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (I ain't ready, I ain't ready)
But I ain't ready to let go, my nigga
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (I ain't ready, I ain't ready)
I ain't ready, I ain't ready, I ain't ready (I ain't ready, no)
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (yeah)
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (keep going, my nigga, keep going)
Keep going, my nigga, keep going
If I pray then God would answer me, oh (Trillo Beats, you did it again)
He really did
He showed me His care
Oh, His care, yeah
Keep going, keep going
Look
And it's hard, I know, they want me to move on
But I ain't ready to let go, my nigga
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga
What's happening Unc'? I know you looking down smiling at me
I pray that you found some peace and you're finally happy
But I can't sleep, dawg, I cry every f*cking night
This'll probably the hardest chapter of my f*cking life
Remember how we used to ride plotting on a plan
Me and my nigga had a bond the world wouldn't understand
God help a nigga understand this crazy life of mine
So many funerals, court dates, suits and ties
I get to thinking 'bout my nigga and can't help but cry
Tell me how you leave me, nigga, without saying bye
Remember how we used to ride, dawg, to you and me
We beat that road, we should've been sponsored by GMC
Deep in my heart, I don't think I could live this life without you
Interstates and streetlights make me think about you
Cleaner clothes and Sprinter vans make me shed a tear
It made me cry just like a baby, dog, it been some years
"Gotta keep going" in my brain, but in my heart, I'm feeling pain
Beefing with depression, wish I had someone to blame
I follow your every move, go on and lead the way
If it weren't for Fat and Pain, nigga, I'd follow you to the grave
And I every step I take (step I take)
I can hear you say (hear you say)
Keep going, keep going (keep going)
Keep going, keep going (keep going)
And it's hard, I know, they want me to move on
But I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (oh, no)
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga
Look (oh)
And I been through so many things but this shit the hardest
Tell me why I'm feeling pain, always brokenhearted?
Yeah, them niggas did they thing, but you the sharpest
In my eyes, you'll remain the motherf*cking largest
Tell me, how was seeing Deyjah and your son Tazarus?
Tell me, do they let us gangsters in the heaven parties?
Tell my nigga Fat Feezy that I'm f*cked up 'bout him
And tell my nigga Brock I'm sorry that I left without him
And they ask if I'm okay, I just lie about it (yeah)
To myself I cry about it then get high about it (yeah)
Them niggas knew how you was feeling and they let me know (oh)
You could've told me anything, I wouldn't tell a soul
Tell me why Simmons signed, I can't stop from crying
Tell me that you ain't alright and I wouldn't leave your side
Nigga, we undefeated, why you leave like this?
We did the impossible, it ain't shit you can't fix
Nigga, it's impossible for me to see you like that
Tell me how do I move forward without you watching my back
And tell me how do I move on now that you gone, I can't
This the last lap of the turtle race
And I every step I take (step I take) (and every step I take)
I can hear you say (hear you say) (I hear you say)
Keep going, keep going (keep going, keep going)
Keep going, keep going (keep going)
And it's hard, I know, they want me to move on (they want me to move on)
But I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (I ain't ready, no)
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga
Every step I take (step I take)
I can hear you say (hear you say)
Keep going, keep going (keep going, young nigga, keep going)
Don't stop going
And it's hard, I know, they want me to move on (they want me to move on)
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (oh, yeah)
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (yeah)
But I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (oh)
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (it's hard, I know)
But I ain't ready to let go, my nigga
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (they want me to move on)
But I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (I ain't ready, no)
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (I ain't ready, I ain't ready)
But I ain't ready to let go, my nigga
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (I ain't ready, I ain't ready)
I ain't ready, I ain't ready, I ain't ready (I ain't ready, no)
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (yeah)
I ain't ready to let go, my nigga (keep going, my nigga, keep going)
Keep going, my nigga, keep going
Writer: Rodarius Green, Brandon Lake, Aaron Moses, Doe Jones, Ryan Ofei, Trentay Robinson
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Apply Pressure
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
Gotta keep my foot on these niggas' neck
Keep my foot on these niggas' neck
(Ayy, young Flex, you wildin')
I'll never drink again
Fill us up, I'll never drink that Hen' again
Oh, yeah
Watch this
Gotta keep, oh, keep my foot on these niggas' neck
Watch this, yeah
Can't lose with the jewels, quick to close a deal for twenty mil'
So f*ck how a f*ck nigga feel, for real
I know these niggas don't like me, don't want a nigga to like me
You got beef, don't hide it, nigga, do somethin' 'bout it
Let the haters do what haters do (yeah)
I bend the corner in Mercedes coupe (skrrt), then I toupee the roof (what up?)
Came gray, I wrapped it Navy blue
Then bought the same one in baby blue for my baby boo
You had your shot, now pass the rock
Six seconds left on the clock, coach, go with your bread and butter
Fast offense, don't never huddle
We like the dream team, you wanna win a ring, then come f*ck with youngin (we goin' five for five)
Niggas actin' like they glad I'm here
But deep down, they mad I'm here (I'm sayin')
I don't owe a nigga nothin', f*ck ya, get it back in blood (what up?)
It is what it is, it was what it was, uh (f*ck)
And the grindin' don't stop and the shinin' just begin (begin, oh)
We finally get to win (win, oh)
Why you mad at me? You should be glad for me (okay)
You had the ball, nigga, now pass the ball, oh
I'ma keep my foot on these niggas' neck (yeah)
Gotta keep my foot on these niggas' neck (uh)
Gotta keep my foot on these niggas' neck (watch this)
Gotta keep my foot on these niggas' neck (ayy)
Foot on these niggas' neck (I'm sayin', though)
Gotta keep my foot on these niggas' neck (you know that)
Gotta keep my foot on these niggas' neck (ayy, don't act like you don't know what the f*ck is up)
I'ma keep my foot on these niggas' neck, uh (f*ck is wrong with you, man? They gon' love a star)
Keep my foot on that shit, man
I know, I know
Haha, ayy, I'm sayin', though, okay
I'm sayin', though, what up?
Okay, uh
Gotta keep my foot on these niggas' neck
Keep my foot on these niggas' neck
(Ayy, young Flex, you wildin')
I'll never drink again
Fill us up, I'll never drink that Hen' again
Oh, yeah
Watch this
Gotta keep, oh, keep my foot on these niggas' neck
Watch this, yeah
Can't lose with the jewels, quick to close a deal for twenty mil'
So f*ck how a f*ck nigga feel, for real
I know these niggas don't like me, don't want a nigga to like me
You got beef, don't hide it, nigga, do somethin' 'bout it
Let the haters do what haters do (yeah)
I bend the corner in Mercedes coupe (skrrt), then I toupee the roof (what up?)
Came gray, I wrapped it Navy blue
Then bought the same one in baby blue for my baby boo
You had your shot, now pass the rock
Six seconds left on the clock, coach, go with your bread and butter
Fast offense, don't never huddle
We like the dream team, you wanna win a ring, then come f*ck with youngin (we goin' five for five)
Niggas actin' like they glad I'm here
But deep down, they mad I'm here (I'm sayin')
I don't owe a nigga nothin', f*ck ya, get it back in blood (what up?)
It is what it is, it was what it was, uh (f*ck)
And the grindin' don't stop and the shinin' just begin (begin, oh)
We finally get to win (win, oh)
Why you mad at me? You should be glad for me (okay)
You had the ball, nigga, now pass the ball, oh
I'ma keep my foot on these niggas' neck (yeah)
Gotta keep my foot on these niggas' neck (uh)
Gotta keep my foot on these niggas' neck (watch this)
Gotta keep my foot on these niggas' neck (ayy)
Foot on these niggas' neck (I'm sayin', though)
Gotta keep my foot on these niggas' neck (you know that)
Gotta keep my foot on these niggas' neck (ayy, don't act like you don't know what the f*ck is up)
I'ma keep my foot on these niggas' neck, uh (f*ck is wrong with you, man? They gon' love a star)
Keep my foot on that shit, man
I know, I know
Haha, ayy, I'm sayin', though, okay
I'm sayin', though, what up?
Okay, uh
Writer: Rodarius Green, Felix Govaerts, Saad Ghallab, Thomas Horton, Will Michael Tunstall
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
25
Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh
Or do you do this often?
I know, there's somethin' wrong, when I look in the mirror
I just don't even see myself anymore
(Do you do this often?)
(Do you do this often?)
Like, they say they miss me and shit, tryna figure it out another way
(Do you do this often?)
(Do you do this often?)
Look
(Do you do this often?)
DJ, run it back, play this song in this bitch, vibin' like I'm alone in this bitch, mm
Tit for tat, I got your back, was I wrong for that shit?
Tell me, is we too grown for that shit? (Do you do this often?)
Uh, I wanna lock it in, baby, no weighin' my options
Wanna travel, see the world, gettin' drunk on an island
Wanna settle, start a family, so tell me about it
And you so perfect, baby, don't give nobody that body
Get social anxiety, I fear
And I done been this way for some years
I don't really get along with my peers
Everything that they do to me is weird
So in a world full of weirdos, fools, and scrubs
Tell me, what it is that you're willin' to do for love?
You know it's true that the datin' pool is f*cked
Ain't nobody out here, baby, it just be us
And I know, and I know, and I know, and I know a broken heart when I see one
And I feel, and I feel, and I feel, and I feel like I love you more
Did you know? Do you know? Did you know? Do you know I'm a shoulder if you need one?
When I feel what I feel, I keep it real, what's the deal? I'm ready for
Oh, somewhere we could be alone, you and me alone
I remember bein' twenty-one when my life had just begun
And twenty-two, many things to see and do
Twenty-three, lookin' forward to twenty-four
Is it just or me or it ain't no love no more?
Twenty-five, what a time to be alive
Am I gettin' old? Why do I feel tired
Of the same old things, the same old games?
Same old pain, think it's time for a change 'cause
Certain shit ain't like me no more, certain shit don't excite me no more
It don't excite no more, no, it ain't like me no more
No more, no more, no, no, no more
Certain shit shit don't excite me no more, shit ain't like me no more
This ain't like me no more, no, it don't excite me no more
(Do you do this often?)
(Do this often?)
(Do you do this often?) Uh
(Do this often?)
(Do you do this often?)
Or do you do this often?
I know, there's somethin' wrong, when I look in the mirror
I just don't even see myself anymore
(Do you do this often?)
(Do you do this often?)
Like, they say they miss me and shit, tryna figure it out another way
(Do you do this often?)
(Do you do this often?)
Look
(Do you do this often?)
DJ, run it back, play this song in this bitch, vibin' like I'm alone in this bitch, mm
Tit for tat, I got your back, was I wrong for that shit?
Tell me, is we too grown for that shit? (Do you do this often?)
Uh, I wanna lock it in, baby, no weighin' my options
Wanna travel, see the world, gettin' drunk on an island
Wanna settle, start a family, so tell me about it
And you so perfect, baby, don't give nobody that body
Get social anxiety, I fear
And I done been this way for some years
I don't really get along with my peers
Everything that they do to me is weird
So in a world full of weirdos, fools, and scrubs
Tell me, what it is that you're willin' to do for love?
You know it's true that the datin' pool is f*cked
Ain't nobody out here, baby, it just be us
And I know, and I know, and I know, and I know a broken heart when I see one
And I feel, and I feel, and I feel, and I feel like I love you more
Did you know? Do you know? Did you know? Do you know I'm a shoulder if you need one?
When I feel what I feel, I keep it real, what's the deal? I'm ready for
Oh, somewhere we could be alone, you and me alone
I remember bein' twenty-one when my life had just begun
And twenty-two, many things to see and do
Twenty-three, lookin' forward to twenty-four
Is it just or me or it ain't no love no more?
Twenty-five, what a time to be alive
Am I gettin' old? Why do I feel tired
Of the same old things, the same old games?
Same old pain, think it's time for a change 'cause
Certain shit ain't like me no more, certain shit don't excite me no more
It don't excite no more, no, it ain't like me no more
No more, no more, no, no, no more
Certain shit shit don't excite me no more, shit ain't like me no more
This ain't like me no more, no, it don't excite me no more
(Do you do this often?)
(Do this often?)
(Do you do this often?) Uh
(Do this often?)
(Do you do this often?)
Writer: Rodarius Green, Akano Samuel, Lee Allen Speights III, Ronald Banful, Seyi Sodimu, Temilade Openiyi
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Fuck the Fame
[ Featuring Lil Yachty, Lil Baby ]
[Rod Wave]
Over, and over, and over
[Lil Yachty]
Mama, I got blood in my eyes, your son runnin' wild
Tryna make the best decisions, stand up for my child
What do you know about puttin' two hundred up for a trial, and you still don't see why?
I carried all of my brother's scars, I feel all this pain, ain't shit changed
When you get out, shit gon' be the same
Held a hundred, like f*ck the fame, stripped me off my sanity
Too rich, not not near an opp, I'm my own enemy
I never post my child so they think I'm a deadbeat
Postin', snitchin' on yo' business, that's how the feds sweep
Ain't goin' back and forth with no bitch, block her, she stay mad at me
They can say whatever they want online, in real life, family proud of me
Took a whole lot of game where I'm at
Baby girl, I put you on, this how you thank me for that?
I done paid your bills, put you through thrills and put you in Bottega heels
I done lost so much, but it hurt me the most when I found out my dawg wasn't real
(On and on and on, on and on and on)
On and on, yeah
(On and on and on, on and on and on)
On and on and on and on
[Rod Wave]
You know you can't be listenin' to blogs, them niggas, they don't know the half
I took so many L's, it's so much pain in my past
I ain't pressed about nothin', that codeine make me relaxed
Got much love for the gang, I never turned my back
It's so much left for the gang, bloodstains and hats
Protectin' my heart with chains, that's where I'm at
I wonder where I'm goin', on the interstate, ridin'
Five in the mornin', been up for two days, can't sleep
Spent a M in two days, spent a five in a week
My mind so tired, gettin' geeked, yeah
My biggest fan took his own life
My brother partner took the stand, took his own stripes
I been tryin' my hardest to keep these squares out my circle
Spent a M and a half in trial, tryna whoop a murder
Spent a M and a half on buyin' drink, pourin' purple
M and a half, M and a half
Now tell me, uh, how much will it take 'til I can feel my face, uh
Til I can feel my face, Lord
And tell me, how much will it take for you to not change on me? Don't change
Don't change on me, don't change on me, don't change
(On and on and on)
[Lil Baby]
Tell me, why would you change and I been keepin' that shit solid?
Tryna stay out the way, they put my name on them bodies
Beefin' turnin' to war inside the streets and I can't stop it
Niggas die every day, I done got numb, the bodies droppin'
Had the switch where I stay, I'm out in Cali, buyin' houses
Soon as we left the plane, we got pulled over with them choppers
Spent a M and a half, the lawyer gettin' the charge dropped
Niggas claim that they gang, but on the low, watchin' your pocket
So much love for the game, I hardly ever call a foul
You be sayin' you gon' change whenever you get called out
I can't do no more waitin', I done tried to stall out
I be standin' up swangin' when it all falls down
Spent a M and a half on two Ferraris every day
Spent a M and a half, tryna make this pain go away
Spent a M and a half to put a smile on mama face (I love you, mama)
Spent a M and a half
I spent a M and a half, and I'll do it all again
Writer: Rodarius Green, Deshawn Jackson, Dominique Jones, Eamon Doyle, Kirk Robinson, Miles Parks McCollum, Yared Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Federal Nightmares
Hold up, say, Drama
What up, my nigga?
Barack O-Drama
Uh-huh
That's what your name is, huh?
That's what they call me
Why it took us so long to do this Gangsta Grillz, dog?
Nigga, I was waiting on you
Damn, hold up, man, was my fault or your fault, dog? Yeah
Come on, man, I told you
That really ain't true, I was blaming you
On the real, I'm a real nigga, I can take my charge, you heard me?
Them niggas ain't never, ho (Look)
Every time I went to jail, you heard me? I had a nigga with me
Uh, will I see a billion like Jigga 'nem? Yeah
Or will I go fed like B Jizzle 'nem?
So much pain in my heart, it got a nigga hurt (Yeah)
Yeah, my brother back in jail, my daddy back in jail, bitch, I think my family cursed
And I can't shake the image of my cousin in that hearse
Ever since that day, it's been hеll on earth
Gotta get the monеy first, playing gang, get put on a shirt
But they can't keep discrete, that police beefing be the worst
Killers killing killers, robbers scheming on a nigga
To get you out that jam, you must be briefing on a nigga
I'm tryna beat the system, what's the cheat code?
Running from my past, in my rearview, I see RICO
Billion-dollar dreams, federal nightmares
God, answer my prayers
I can't sleep 'cause it's frightening
And every time I close my eyes, I see indictments (Look)
And oh no, baby, I'm scared
Go anywhere, go everywhere, but don't wanna go fed
Oh no, baby, I'm scared
Go anywhere, go everywhere, but don't wanna go fed
Won't trust nobody with my life, I got my own strap, yeah
Tell me who to call when your phone tapped, yeah
The judge'll prove it once the crackers kick your spots, yeah
You the one that called to get everybody hot, uh
You the one that said they got the city hot, uh
Got them youngins spinning Bentley, just might bend your block, uh, uh
Tell me how you worth the shit you think I'm not
Tell me how you called it off after you sent some shots
And you got the gang twisted
Tell me how you started, ain't gon' stop it, is you quitting?
Tell me how you start the beef then quit it, I don't get it
A nigga popping Perkies back to back, I'm in my feelings
Free Lil Smacka, folks need Spilla and Lil Glizzy
Billion-dollar dreams, federal nightmares
God, answer my prayers
I can't sleep 'cause it's frightening
And every time I close my eyes, I see indictments (Look)
And oh no, baby, I'm scared
Go anywhere, go everywhere, but don't wanna go fed
Oh no, baby, I'm scared
Go anywhere, go everywhere, but don't wanna go fed
Go fed, nah
Go-go
Bi-billion-dollar dreams
Go fed, nah
Go-go fed, nah
Federal night—
Go fed, nah
Go-go
Bi-billion-dollar dreams
Go fed, nah
Go-go fed, nah
Federal night—
Go fed, nah
What up, my nigga?
Barack O-Drama
Uh-huh
That's what your name is, huh?
That's what they call me
Why it took us so long to do this Gangsta Grillz, dog?
Nigga, I was waiting on you
Damn, hold up, man, was my fault or your fault, dog? Yeah
Come on, man, I told you
That really ain't true, I was blaming you
On the real, I'm a real nigga, I can take my charge, you heard me?
Them niggas ain't never, ho (Look)
Every time I went to jail, you heard me? I had a nigga with me
Uh, will I see a billion like Jigga 'nem? Yeah
Or will I go fed like B Jizzle 'nem?
So much pain in my heart, it got a nigga hurt (Yeah)
Yeah, my brother back in jail, my daddy back in jail, bitch, I think my family cursed
And I can't shake the image of my cousin in that hearse
Ever since that day, it's been hеll on earth
Gotta get the monеy first, playing gang, get put on a shirt
But they can't keep discrete, that police beefing be the worst
Killers killing killers, robbers scheming on a nigga
To get you out that jam, you must be briefing on a nigga
I'm tryna beat the system, what's the cheat code?
Running from my past, in my rearview, I see RICO
Billion-dollar dreams, federal nightmares
God, answer my prayers
I can't sleep 'cause it's frightening
And every time I close my eyes, I see indictments (Look)
And oh no, baby, I'm scared
Go anywhere, go everywhere, but don't wanna go fed
Oh no, baby, I'm scared
Go anywhere, go everywhere, but don't wanna go fed
Won't trust nobody with my life, I got my own strap, yeah
Tell me who to call when your phone tapped, yeah
The judge'll prove it once the crackers kick your spots, yeah
You the one that called to get everybody hot, uh
You the one that said they got the city hot, uh
Got them youngins spinning Bentley, just might bend your block, uh, uh
Tell me how you worth the shit you think I'm not
Tell me how you called it off after you sent some shots
And you got the gang twisted
Tell me how you started, ain't gon' stop it, is you quitting?
Tell me how you start the beef then quit it, I don't get it
A nigga popping Perkies back to back, I'm in my feelings
Free Lil Smacka, folks need Spilla and Lil Glizzy
Billion-dollar dreams, federal nightmares
God, answer my prayers
I can't sleep 'cause it's frightening
And every time I close my eyes, I see indictments (Look)
And oh no, baby, I'm scared
Go anywhere, go everywhere, but don't wanna go fed
Oh no, baby, I'm scared
Go anywhere, go everywhere, but don't wanna go fed
Go fed, nah
Go-go
Bi-billion-dollar dreams
Go fed, nah
Go-go fed, nah
Federal night—
Go fed, nah
Go-go
Bi-billion-dollar dreams
Go fed, nah
Go-go fed, nah
Federal night—
Go fed, nah
Writer: Rodarius Green, Matthew Robinson, Hunter Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Angel With An Attitude
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Why they mad?)
Mm, mm
Mm, two hundred, look, uh
Two hundred photos, a thousand hours
When we together, the world is ours
Lost in your thoughts, what turned it sour?
Dark corners, the life of a loner
How you say you here by yourself? Over there every step
We always dreamed of this wealth, shit got right then went left
Life I'm living get so lonely, all alone, I stay kept
Do it all by myself, look
Okay, one, two, free all of my niggas in that system
Free lil' Smacka, that's my nigga, free T-Weezie, boy, I miss you
Uncle D, it been a minute, house arrest, home detention
Free my brother Shod in prison, free my daddy, soldier living
This the life of a soldier, I'm playing my part
I got a chip on my shoulder, ache in my heart
Free all my family members, they tore us apart
Girl, I need you the most, come back in my arms
Got so many scars
Some days, I just lay in my bed, no energy to move
Life about choices, you live with what you choose
And, oh, so it doesn't try to begin
Why is this how the story ends?
And I tried my hardest to love you
The world was more ready for you
And it's hard, but everyone knows
If you love her, then you'll let her go
And last night, I met an angel
Angel with an attitude
She wasn't even half of you
Oh, whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh, oh-oh
You know I gotta tell the truth
She wasn't even half of you
Oh, oh, whoa-oh, oh-oh
(Why they mad?)
Mm, mm
Mm, two hundred, look, uh
Two hundred photos, a thousand hours
When we together, the world is ours
Lost in your thoughts, what turned it sour?
Dark corners, the life of a loner
How you say you here by yourself? Over there every step
We always dreamed of this wealth, shit got right then went left
Life I'm living get so lonely, all alone, I stay kept
Do it all by myself, look
Okay, one, two, free all of my niggas in that system
Free lil' Smacka, that's my nigga, free T-Weezie, boy, I miss you
Uncle D, it been a minute, house arrest, home detention
Free my brother Shod in prison, free my daddy, soldier living
This the life of a soldier, I'm playing my part
I got a chip on my shoulder, ache in my heart
Free all my family members, they tore us apart
Girl, I need you the most, come back in my arms
Got so many scars
Some days, I just lay in my bed, no energy to move
Life about choices, you live with what you choose
And, oh, so it doesn't try to begin
Why is this how the story ends?
And I tried my hardest to love you
The world was more ready for you
And it's hard, but everyone knows
If you love her, then you'll let her go
And last night, I met an angel
Angel with an attitude
She wasn't even half of you
Oh, whoa-oh, oh, whoa-oh, oh-oh
You know I gotta tell the truth
She wasn't even half of you
Oh, oh, whoa-oh, oh-oh
Writer: Rodarius Green, Thomas Horton, Justin Bradbury, Fedor Sommerfeld, Gabe Lucas
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
The Best
Hold up, my brother, don't forget
Hold up, my sister, just enough (there's a master plan)
There is a master plan in store for you
If you just make it through (God)
God's gonna realize all your mind (he's gonna make it)
He's gonna make it worth your time (for all the trouble)
For all of the trouble you've been through (what make a nigga the best? Come on)
The best, in trouble just for you (ayy, you know, word around town, I'm the, guess what?)
The best
I'm the best, B-E-S-T
I be in Kentucky getting money like I'm EST
I can land in Memphis, make a million like I'm PRE
Baby, I'm that nigga where I'm from and where you be
She said, "Where you at?" I'm at the top where it's lonely
Watching film, yeah, I'm scoping
In the game, plus I'm coaching
Pass the ball, coach, I'm open
Coach, I'm open, niggas in the way
I'm just tryna get the pape'
My trap jumping like Chick-fil-A, but we open on Sundays
I was pressing my mixtapes when niggas was getting they lunch trays
On the block with my cousin all night 'til the sun came
I can go to Milwaukee, arena more packed than a Bucks game
Know I'm five times platinum, and I'm going for my sixth ring
And I'm going for my, huh
You know the best is yet to come
Oh my God, something, something ain't, I'm saying though
It's some shit you never seen
It's some shit you, it's just some things you never seen
Yeah, come close, come close
Yes, tha-thank you
Youngin, uh, I can
Ayy, listen, no shade
I can go to Milwaukee, bro, and I probably could sell more tickets than the Bucks can
You know what I'm talking 'bout?
Oh, uh, I thank God for it, uh, uh
The best
Yeah, let your soul fly (has yet, the best, to come)
Feel this God and gospel (the best)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (pray for love, the best)
The best has yet to come (with your beautiful mind, the best)
Yeah, let your soul fly (has yet, the best, to come)
Feel this God and gospel (the best)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (pray for love, the best)
The best has yet to come (with your beautiful mind)
Hold up, my sister, just enough (there's a master plan)
There is a master plan in store for you
If you just make it through (God)
God's gonna realize all your mind (he's gonna make it)
He's gonna make it worth your time (for all the trouble)
For all of the trouble you've been through (what make a nigga the best? Come on)
The best, in trouble just for you (ayy, you know, word around town, I'm the, guess what?)
The best
I'm the best, B-E-S-T
I be in Kentucky getting money like I'm EST
I can land in Memphis, make a million like I'm PRE
Baby, I'm that nigga where I'm from and where you be
She said, "Where you at?" I'm at the top where it's lonely
Watching film, yeah, I'm scoping
In the game, plus I'm coaching
Pass the ball, coach, I'm open
Coach, I'm open, niggas in the way
I'm just tryna get the pape'
My trap jumping like Chick-fil-A, but we open on Sundays
I was pressing my mixtapes when niggas was getting they lunch trays
On the block with my cousin all night 'til the sun came
I can go to Milwaukee, arena more packed than a Bucks game
Know I'm five times platinum, and I'm going for my sixth ring
And I'm going for my, huh
You know the best is yet to come
Oh my God, something, something ain't, I'm saying though
It's some shit you never seen
It's some shit you, it's just some things you never seen
Yeah, come close, come close
Yes, tha-thank you
Youngin, uh, I can
Ayy, listen, no shade
I can go to Milwaukee, bro, and I probably could sell more tickets than the Bucks can
You know what I'm talking 'bout?
Oh, uh, I thank God for it, uh, uh
The best
Yeah, let your soul fly (has yet, the best, to come)
Feel this God and gospel (the best)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (pray for love, the best)
The best has yet to come (with your beautiful mind, the best)
Yeah, let your soul fly (has yet, the best, to come)
Feel this God and gospel (the best)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (pray for love, the best)
The best has yet to come (with your beautiful mind)
Writer: Rodarius Green, Lee Allen Speights III, Donald Lawrence
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Never Mind
Uh, never will I forget this
Yeah, this was the one
Didn't wanna add you to that list, no
Of lost, broken love
And now the weather's startin' to change
Leaves starting to fall
Summer's here, I'm still all alone
Uh, but you don't have to bring me back your heart
Replacing isn't easy as you thought
I've always been your flashlight in the dark
Which means, you only call me when you're lost
I thought we'd always be together, whoa (look)
I used to love you, now I hate you forever, whoa
I used to love you, now I hate you forever
I hate you forever, hate you forever (uh, whoa)
Yeah (whoa)
Look, look, look (uh)
And I know hate is such a strong word, but it's a real feeling, uh
Cut me deep with your words, girl, I still feel it
And I'm still sipping dirty Sprite to get me through the night
I'm still tripping, tryna figure out what I'ma do tonight
All my time is off, feel like my mind is lost
I left the door wide open and now my heart is broken
But I done sung this song a thousand times
Sung this song a thousand times
Uh, but you don't have to bring me back your heart
Replacing isn't easy as you thought
I've always been your flashlight in the dark
Which means, you only call me when you're lost
I thought we'd always be together, whoa (look)
I used to love you, now I hate you forever, whoa
I used to love you, now I hate you forever
I hate you forever, hate you forever (uh, whoa)
Yeah (whoa)
Yeah, this was the one
Didn't wanna add you to that list, no
Of lost, broken love
And now the weather's startin' to change
Leaves starting to fall
Summer's here, I'm still all alone
Uh, but you don't have to bring me back your heart
Replacing isn't easy as you thought
I've always been your flashlight in the dark
Which means, you only call me when you're lost
I thought we'd always be together, whoa (look)
I used to love you, now I hate you forever, whoa
I used to love you, now I hate you forever
I hate you forever, hate you forever (uh, whoa)
Yeah (whoa)
Look, look, look (uh)
And I know hate is such a strong word, but it's a real feeling, uh
Cut me deep with your words, girl, I still feel it
And I'm still sipping dirty Sprite to get me through the night
I'm still tripping, tryna figure out what I'ma do tonight
All my time is off, feel like my mind is lost
I left the door wide open and now my heart is broken
But I done sung this song a thousand times
Sung this song a thousand times
Uh, but you don't have to bring me back your heart
Replacing isn't easy as you thought
I've always been your flashlight in the dark
Which means, you only call me when you're lost
I thought we'd always be together, whoa (look)
I used to love you, now I hate you forever, whoa
I used to love you, now I hate you forever
I hate you forever, hate you forever (uh, whoa)
Yeah (whoa)
Writer: David McDowell, Mikhail Makhinko, Rodarius Green, Thomas Horton
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Mike
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Dmac on the f*ckin' track)
Huh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Yeah, yeah, look, uh
I wake up shakin', sweatin' out my sleep, dreamin' 'bout them hats
Praying 'bout my love life, they say karma comin' back (yeah)
But that love I get stupid, I catch Cupid, get him whacked (grrah)
And make sure he's dead for real this time
Everything that I go through, I just keep it all to myself (yeah)
Niggas say they wanted smoke 'til we gave they ass the belt (yeah)
Uh, pretty red bitch a real slime, she went to a nigga when she left
I ain't bragging 'bout it, I ain't trippin', I was in that situation myself, uh
Hundred thousand dollar dog tag around my neck
It say young Michael in between, bitch keep asking what it mean
In arenas, bitch, I'm Jordan, to my fans, bitch, I'm Jackson (Yeah)
In the streets, bitch, I'm Corleone, I ask them boys, "What's happening?"
You know my face card super clean, never burn no bridges (yeah)
Youngin ran up them millions, brought it right back to the trenches (yeah)
Ask about us in the world, they say we sell the most tickets
Ask about us in the city, bet they say we stood on business (grrah)
And you'll probably never see me
But you can call me if you need me
Being who I am ain't that easy
Even though I make it look so easy
Okay, and all of the pain'll drive you insane
Through all of the pain, I stay true to this game
True, I dot my I's, I cross my T's
I stack my pape', stay out the way
Make sure lawyers get paid
Yeah, we fighting murders and all
We jumping hurdles and all
Go and ask about 'em, they'll tell you, nigga
He's super involved, he's super involved
Yeah, he's super involved (yeah)
I'm talking 'bout, you see what I'm saying?
See, see, to the, to the arenas thing, I might be, I might be Michael Jordan or somethin', you heard me?
And to, and to my fans, I might be Michael Jackson or something, you know?
Yeah, and round the way, I might be, I might be Michael Corleone or somethin', yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Super involved
(Dmac on the f*ckin' track)
Huh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Yeah, yeah, look, uh
I wake up shakin', sweatin' out my sleep, dreamin' 'bout them hats
Praying 'bout my love life, they say karma comin' back (yeah)
But that love I get stupid, I catch Cupid, get him whacked (grrah)
And make sure he's dead for real this time
Everything that I go through, I just keep it all to myself (yeah)
Niggas say they wanted smoke 'til we gave they ass the belt (yeah)
Uh, pretty red bitch a real slime, she went to a nigga when she left
I ain't bragging 'bout it, I ain't trippin', I was in that situation myself, uh
Hundred thousand dollar dog tag around my neck
It say young Michael in between, bitch keep asking what it mean
In arenas, bitch, I'm Jordan, to my fans, bitch, I'm Jackson (Yeah)
In the streets, bitch, I'm Corleone, I ask them boys, "What's happening?"
You know my face card super clean, never burn no bridges (yeah)
Youngin ran up them millions, brought it right back to the trenches (yeah)
Ask about us in the world, they say we sell the most tickets
Ask about us in the city, bet they say we stood on business (grrah)
And you'll probably never see me
But you can call me if you need me
Being who I am ain't that easy
Even though I make it look so easy
Okay, and all of the pain'll drive you insane
Through all of the pain, I stay true to this game
True, I dot my I's, I cross my T's
I stack my pape', stay out the way
Make sure lawyers get paid
Yeah, we fighting murders and all
We jumping hurdles and all
Go and ask about 'em, they'll tell you, nigga
He's super involved, he's super involved
Yeah, he's super involved (yeah)
I'm talking 'bout, you see what I'm saying?
See, see, to the, to the arenas thing, I might be, I might be Michael Jordan or somethin', you heard me?
And to, and to my fans, I might be Michael Jackson or something, you know?
Yeah, and round the way, I might be, I might be Michael Corleone or somethin', yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Super involved
Writer: Rodarius Green, Kyris D'Asia Mingo, Thomas Horton, David McDowell
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Even Love
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Shaad got K'Rounds)
Look
What happened to the dreams and the love that we shared? Feel it fading
You can take away my tattoos, the scars on my heart, we'll replace 'em
And I don't even like to party, I'm going out tonight
'Cause I know that's the type, but shit that you don't like
In the section sending text messages, but avoided it
In the club tryna wrap my head around and what's the point of this?
It's so hard to right my wrongs
Will you miss me when I'm gone?
Think I'm better off alone
Are you better on your own? (Yeah)
And we were such a fairy tale (yeah)
You were there, I was there
You can do better by yourself (yourself)
If you don't care, I don't care
And there you go again playing (yeah, yeah)
Why are you always playing? (Oh)
Was it real or was you faking?
What about the time that we wasted? (Wasted)
Was it even love? (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Is it even love? (Uh-uh, uh)
Was it even love? (Uh-uh, uh)
Go get even, love (Uh-uh, uh)
'Cause I know I will (feel me, like, this shit, like)
And I know I will
Yeah
Grrah
(Shaad got K'Rounds)
Look
What happened to the dreams and the love that we shared? Feel it fading
You can take away my tattoos, the scars on my heart, we'll replace 'em
And I don't even like to party, I'm going out tonight
'Cause I know that's the type, but shit that you don't like
In the section sending text messages, but avoided it
In the club tryna wrap my head around and what's the point of this?
It's so hard to right my wrongs
Will you miss me when I'm gone?
Think I'm better off alone
Are you better on your own? (Yeah)
And we were such a fairy tale (yeah)
You were there, I was there
You can do better by yourself (yourself)
If you don't care, I don't care
And there you go again playing (yeah, yeah)
Why are you always playing? (Oh)
Was it real or was you faking?
What about the time that we wasted? (Wasted)
Was it even love? (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Is it even love? (Uh-uh, uh)
Was it even love? (Uh-uh, uh)
Go get even, love (Uh-uh, uh)
'Cause I know I will (feel me, like, this shit, like)
And I know I will
Yeah
Grrah
Writer: Rodarius Green, Archie Patmore, Fedor Sommerfeld, Rashaad Green, Thomas Horton
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Waited 2 Late
[ Featuring Wild Rivers ]
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Dmac on the f*ckin' track)
Yeah, look
Think Cole was right when he said being broke was better
At least my friends was real
At least my people loved me for me
Tell me what else can it be
LA told me play for keeps, I gave my heart to the streets
Tell me when I'd get so weak, yeah
Cold world, can I vent? Think I'm gonna be sick
Popping Percs by the six
Yeah, I want smoke 'bout the bitch
I put my heart in that shit
What they don't understand, I gave my all to this shit
I gave it chance after chance
They was mad for no reason
Throwing rocks and hiding they hand, they went to laughing and tweeting
In this world all by yourself, who can you call when you need 'em?
I love my youngins to death, jump in them cars and get even (grrah)
Jump in them cars and get even (grrah)
And they won't blink about it
It'll eat you alive if you think about it
Too much shit on my mind, try not to think about it
Try not to think about it
Remember going to school with it on my head
Tryna choose a path and a plan (youngin)
And none of the hoes wouldn't want me then
You gotta take that L (take that L, baby girl, leave me alone)
I give 'em hell (youngin)
It was so wrong, thought you was so right
Took you so long to see hindsight
Had to move on with my life
Waited too late to make it, too late to make it
You waited too late to make it right
Too late to make it, too late to make it
You waited too late to make it right
Too late to make it, too late to make it
You waited too late to make it right (you know)
Too late to make it, too late to make it
Too late to make it, you're too late to make it (shit)
Too late to make it, too late to make it
You're too late to make it, too late to make it (sometimes I feel like)
You're too late to make it, too late to make it (free the guys know what I mean?)
Too late to make it, you're too late to make it
Too late to make it, too late to make it (I'm always too late)
You' re too late to make it, too late to make it (time is everything)
Too late to make it, too late to make it
You waited too late to make it right
Writer: Rodarius Green, Thomas Horton, Mikhail Makhinko, Devan Glover, Khalid Yassein, David McDowell
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
D.A.R.E.
(Dmac on the f*ckin' track)
Youngin, look, uh
Uh
Can't feel my face, I'm high as f*ck, in my feelings, so what?
The way that we growed up, all we knew was tough love, tough luck
Cold world, and it's gettin' colder, weight of the world on my shoulders
This the real life of a soldier, never sober
I don't wanna talk, just leave me 'lone, wanna get stoned, pick up the phone
Find a bitch don't like my song, bend her over and give her that bone
Now she lovin' it
Me and all my niggas thuggin' it
Gotta keep my fire, I'm clutchin' it
Nigga move wrong, I'm bustin' it, ain't tuckin' it
And it's a Percocet 10
I don't ever want this high for to end
Me and my brothers ain't got no friends, with lil' glizzy, that's my twin
A hundred shots comin' out that Gen, it ain't over 'til it end, f*ck nigga, uh
And tell me how tonight am I alone
When I was always here for you?
I was gon' tell you how I really feel
But I can't find a reason to
You know that pain hurt so bad, I could cry, my dog
But I can't let these feelings show, no
You know sometimes I get really high, my dog
Most of the times, I be low
Most of the times, I be low
Most of the times, I be low
Sometimes, I get really high, my dog
Sometimes, I be low
Yeah, yeah
Most of the times, I be low
Times, I be low
Most of the times, I be low, uh
Dare to be different
Youngin, look, uh
Uh
Can't feel my face, I'm high as f*ck, in my feelings, so what?
The way that we growed up, all we knew was tough love, tough luck
Cold world, and it's gettin' colder, weight of the world on my shoulders
This the real life of a soldier, never sober
I don't wanna talk, just leave me 'lone, wanna get stoned, pick up the phone
Find a bitch don't like my song, bend her over and give her that bone
Now she lovin' it
Me and all my niggas thuggin' it
Gotta keep my fire, I'm clutchin' it
Nigga move wrong, I'm bustin' it, ain't tuckin' it
And it's a Percocet 10
I don't ever want this high for to end
Me and my brothers ain't got no friends, with lil' glizzy, that's my twin
A hundred shots comin' out that Gen, it ain't over 'til it end, f*ck nigga, uh
And tell me how tonight am I alone
When I was always here for you?
I was gon' tell you how I really feel
But I can't find a reason to
You know that pain hurt so bad, I could cry, my dog
But I can't let these feelings show, no
You know sometimes I get really high, my dog
Most of the times, I be low
Most of the times, I be low
Most of the times, I be low
Sometimes, I get really high, my dog
Sometimes, I be low
Yeah, yeah
Most of the times, I be low
Times, I be low
Most of the times, I be low, uh
Dare to be different
Writer: Rodarius Green, Benjamin Hubble, Bryan Austin Beachley, David McDowell
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
The Mess They Made
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
Oh, oh
Duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh
(FOREVEROLLING)
Drifting away, moving apart
Never stopping
I hope that this stops (look)
Now I'm feeling that this is running away (yeah-yeah)
Look, uh
I keep my chest poked out, my head held high, dyin' on the inside
And all through the day, I'll be okay
Check on me through the night (okay)
Yeah, you know life's like a party, 'til everyone goes home, everyone fades
And now you're stuck cleaning up
The mess they made (uh, uh-uh, uh, mm)
Cleaning up the mess they made, mm, uh
And now you're stuck cleaning up the mess they made (duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh)
Mess they made (look, look, cleaning up the mess)
I don't wanna hear about the shit you say, shut your mouth
You know you can't run no game, bitch, I came out that South
Like my mama used to tell me, way-way back in the day
"Nigga, you ain't got no motherf*ckin' maids in this house"
Ho, you ain't gon' play no games in this house, I kick her out
I'm the one who lit your flame, bitch, go tell me what this 'bout
I'm the biggest in the world, how I feel
No matter what I feel, won't tell no girl how I feel, that's just real
I'm the one that you had ran to when he broke your heart
Laid up in your bed, conversatin' in the dark
Then 'round him, run home when you gettin', find out you're trouble
Go home and block my number
Player, it's hard to play my heart (dirt-ass), bitch, f*ck you
I keep my chest poked out, my head held high, dyin' on the inside
And all through the day, I'll be okay (okay)
Check on me through the night
Yeah, you know life's like a party, 'til everyone goes home, everyone fades
And now you're stuck cleaning up
The mess they made (uh)
Cleaning up the mess they made (yeah-yeah), uh
And now you're stuck cleaning up the mess they made
The mess they made (like, I told you, "Great Gatsby")
Cleaning up the mess they made
Be in that dark by yourself, just lay it all out in the dark
Cold-ass, boy, what it sound like?
Grrah
Oh, oh
Duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh
(FOREVEROLLING)
Drifting away, moving apart
Never stopping
I hope that this stops (look)
Now I'm feeling that this is running away (yeah-yeah)
Look, uh
I keep my chest poked out, my head held high, dyin' on the inside
And all through the day, I'll be okay
Check on me through the night (okay)
Yeah, you know life's like a party, 'til everyone goes home, everyone fades
And now you're stuck cleaning up
The mess they made (uh, uh-uh, uh, mm)
Cleaning up the mess they made, mm, uh
And now you're stuck cleaning up the mess they made (duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh)
Mess they made (look, look, cleaning up the mess)
I don't wanna hear about the shit you say, shut your mouth
You know you can't run no game, bitch, I came out that South
Like my mama used to tell me, way-way back in the day
"Nigga, you ain't got no motherf*ckin' maids in this house"
Ho, you ain't gon' play no games in this house, I kick her out
I'm the one who lit your flame, bitch, go tell me what this 'bout
I'm the biggest in the world, how I feel
No matter what I feel, won't tell no girl how I feel, that's just real
I'm the one that you had ran to when he broke your heart
Laid up in your bed, conversatin' in the dark
Then 'round him, run home when you gettin', find out you're trouble
Go home and block my number
Player, it's hard to play my heart (dirt-ass), bitch, f*ck you
I keep my chest poked out, my head held high, dyin' on the inside
And all through the day, I'll be okay (okay)
Check on me through the night
Yeah, you know life's like a party, 'til everyone goes home, everyone fades
And now you're stuck cleaning up
The mess they made (uh)
Cleaning up the mess they made (yeah-yeah), uh
And now you're stuck cleaning up the mess they made
The mess they made (like, I told you, "Great Gatsby")
Cleaning up the mess they made
Be in that dark by yourself, just lay it all out in the dark
Cold-ass, boy, what it sound like?
Grrah
Writer: Rodarius Green, Cameron Hubler, Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr., Michael Roberge, Thomas Horton
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Karma
Mm
Deep inside my thoughts when I'm alone at night, uh
Looking for myself, I get lost sometimes (yeah)
Do you believe in karma? Are you superstitious?
Are you tapped inside the universe with energies and spirits?
It's family over everything, I swear I love them dearly
I wonder, do they feel the same 'bout me?
Sometimes I wanna go back home, wonder how things'll be
I'll leave rap alone if I can find them things for cheap
24/7 I'm ripping and running until I get lost in my feelings
Hate doing shows, but I love my fans and I'm loving all of these millions (yeah), yeah
And I love that girl to death, I wonder, can she feel it?
Sometimes I miss the past and how things were in the beginning
And tell me, have you ever seen love? 'Cause I swear I didn't (yeah)
Mama gave me love, but at least she tried her hardest
F*ck an opp nigga birthday, might pull up and crash the party
I owe karma so many heartbreaks that it scarred me (you know what I'm sayin'? So I say)
And the walls keep on whispering (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm surprised you can hear it (yeah)
Tell me, do you believe in love? Do you believe in karma? (Yeah)
Are you superstitious? (Mm)
Three hundred and sixty-five dope sales, that's a play a day
Crack under my fingernails, only time I felt a way
Do you believe in love? Do you believe in karma?
Are you superstitious?
Tell me
Tell me, tell me
Tell me, tell me
Three hundred and sixty-five dope sales, that's a play a day
Crack under my fingernails, only time I felt a way
Only time I felt a way
Could never make me feel a way
Oh, so I made it out that
Tell me, tell me
Deep inside my thoughts when I'm alone at night, uh
Looking for myself, I get lost sometimes (yeah)
Do you believe in karma? Are you superstitious?
Are you tapped inside the universe with energies and spirits?
It's family over everything, I swear I love them dearly
I wonder, do they feel the same 'bout me?
Sometimes I wanna go back home, wonder how things'll be
I'll leave rap alone if I can find them things for cheap
24/7 I'm ripping and running until I get lost in my feelings
Hate doing shows, but I love my fans and I'm loving all of these millions (yeah), yeah
And I love that girl to death, I wonder, can she feel it?
Sometimes I miss the past and how things were in the beginning
And tell me, have you ever seen love? 'Cause I swear I didn't (yeah)
Mama gave me love, but at least she tried her hardest
F*ck an opp nigga birthday, might pull up and crash the party
I owe karma so many heartbreaks that it scarred me (you know what I'm sayin'? So I say)
And the walls keep on whispering (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm surprised you can hear it (yeah)
Tell me, do you believe in love? Do you believe in karma? (Yeah)
Are you superstitious? (Mm)
Three hundred and sixty-five dope sales, that's a play a day
Crack under my fingernails, only time I felt a way
Do you believe in love? Do you believe in karma?
Are you superstitious?
Tell me
Tell me, tell me
Tell me, tell me
Three hundred and sixty-five dope sales, that's a play a day
Crack under my fingernails, only time I felt a way
Only time I felt a way
Could never make me feel a way
Oh, so I made it out that
Tell me, tell me
Writer: Rodarius Green, Lee Allen Speights III
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Spaceship
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Dmac on the f*ckin' track)
Hmm-mm-mm
Look
Uh
Thinking 'bout my life and how hard I fell
Made me feel like I failed
I been thinking 'bout my brother, you on my mind as well
Only time'll tell
Every nigga telling over time, they telling over time
Even told the people I got change on his mind
Still ain't make me change my mind, I hope you die, you pussy bitch
Get caught in that fire and fry, you pussy bitch
They don't wanna see us win, they wanna see us fall (yeah)
Even though I cried, pride won't let me call, uh
I love that girl to death, but this shit done went beyond that (oh)
Thinking 'bout our past, I almost broke the no contact
And relapsed a second time, a third time again
Thinking, "Where you are? Who you've been with?" Mm
Wishing we can go back to the times when we was kids
But I know that this shit'll never be the same again and
Feds listening (hello?) to my cell phone
Talking on a jail phone telling brother keep his head on
I'm like, "Twin brother, hard times don't last forever," uh
"This shit gon' get better," uh, "We in this shit together," uh
Tryna get so high that I fade away
Anything to take my pain away
Bentleys, Bimmers, and Cadillacs
Still can't shake my past, uh
I'ma buy me a spaceship
Tryna buy me a spaceship
See how far it can take me, yeah
See how far it can take me (race me), yeah
Tryna buy me a spaceship, uh (uh, uh)
See how it can take me (race me)
How far it can take me (race me), yeah
Man, what the f*ck is that? Is that Nuni?
Uh
See how far it can take me (oh shit, that's Nuni)
See how far it can take me
Welcome back, Mr. Green
See how far it can take me
See how far it can take me
Destination uploaded
Vanish mode activated
The engine is starting up
Prepare for blastoff on these f*ck niggas
Three, two, blast off on these f*ck niggas
(Dmac on the f*ckin' track)
Hmm-mm-mm
Look
Uh
Thinking 'bout my life and how hard I fell
Made me feel like I failed
I been thinking 'bout my brother, you on my mind as well
Only time'll tell
Every nigga telling over time, they telling over time
Even told the people I got change on his mind
Still ain't make me change my mind, I hope you die, you pussy bitch
Get caught in that fire and fry, you pussy bitch
They don't wanna see us win, they wanna see us fall (yeah)
Even though I cried, pride won't let me call, uh
I love that girl to death, but this shit done went beyond that (oh)
Thinking 'bout our past, I almost broke the no contact
And relapsed a second time, a third time again
Thinking, "Where you are? Who you've been with?" Mm
Wishing we can go back to the times when we was kids
But I know that this shit'll never be the same again and
Feds listening (hello?) to my cell phone
Talking on a jail phone telling brother keep his head on
I'm like, "Twin brother, hard times don't last forever," uh
"This shit gon' get better," uh, "We in this shit together," uh
Tryna get so high that I fade away
Anything to take my pain away
Bentleys, Bimmers, and Cadillacs
Still can't shake my past, uh
I'ma buy me a spaceship
Tryna buy me a spaceship
See how far it can take me, yeah
See how far it can take me (race me), yeah
Tryna buy me a spaceship, uh (uh, uh)
See how it can take me (race me)
How far it can take me (race me), yeah
Man, what the f*ck is that? Is that Nuni?
Uh
See how far it can take me (oh shit, that's Nuni)
See how far it can take me
Welcome back, Mr. Green
See how far it can take me
See how far it can take me
Destination uploaded
Vanish mode activated
The engine is starting up
Prepare for blastoff on these f*ck niggas
Three, two, blast off on these f*ck niggas
Writer: Rodarius Green, David McDowell, Josh Joseph, Thomas Horton
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lost In Love
[ Featuring Be Charlotte ]
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Djaxx got that star shit on him)
Left for dead, left to die, I still survived
God, please tell me why
Do I have a greater purpose?
Will I become a better person?
Tell me why your phone ain't never workin' when I need you the most?
My phone keep on chirpin', please tell me this shit a joke?
Full of pain, can't cope, brain broke, doin' dope
Novocain, overdose, youngin hangin' out the window with his scope
Screamin', "Us against whoever"
F*ck fame, f*ck love, shit made it no better
Heart cold, below zero, baby, bring your own sweater
I was born inside a storm, I'm so used to rain puddles
Mama, hand me my umbrella
I was gettin' high last night when I thought about you, uh
I was gettin' fly last night when I thought about you, uh
I know you're watchin' the phone ring
Tell me, what did I do?
Annie, tell me that you're okay, I was just checkin' on you
Lost in love again
Abusin' drugs again, yeah
What up, what up, what up
I know you're watchin' the phone ring
Tell me, what did I do?
Annie, tell me that you're okay, I was just checkin' on you
Lost in love again
Abusin' drugs again
Writer: Rodarius Green, Andrey Letunov, Charlotte Brimmer, Ciaran Mcneny, Devin Wood, Scotty Anderson, Thomas Horton
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Bachelor
Things have been so crazy and hectic
I should've gotten back by now
But you know how much I wanted to make it
It's probably better in the end (turn me up, Five)
Why did you have to go?
Is there any way I can help?
If the spotlight makes you nervous
If you're looking for your purpose
Relationships end, that leave y'all jaded
Love take a lot of forgiveness and patience
Take a shot for me tonight when you get faded
It's okay, we tried it, we couldn't make it
No need for toxicness or no hatred
I love you forever, be careful, my baby
Gotta change settings, it's so heartbreaking
Moved to Atlanta, relocated
Condo downtown overlooking the city
House in the sticks when the kids come and visit
Three-story townhouse currently building
Trap on the Westend booming off the hinges
Girls flying out, girls flying in
Girl from the city, Georgia accent
A girl who was friend of a friend of a friend
Backdoored her own homegirl to get in
Put your hands in the air right now
DJ, turn me up, don't ever turn me down (turn me down)
Gave up my happy ever after
Now I live my life like a bachelor, life of a bachelor (and I know it's bittersweet)
Life like a bachelor (the grass will always be greener, bachelor)
In the club with a bachelor (on the other side though)
Life like a bachelor, oh
Life of a bachelor
I should've gotten back by now
But you know how much I wanted to make it
It's probably better in the end (turn me up, Five)
Why did you have to go?
Is there any way I can help?
If the spotlight makes you nervous
If you're looking for your purpose
Relationships end, that leave y'all jaded
Love take a lot of forgiveness and patience
Take a shot for me tonight when you get faded
It's okay, we tried it, we couldn't make it
No need for toxicness or no hatred
I love you forever, be careful, my baby
Gotta change settings, it's so heartbreaking
Moved to Atlanta, relocated
Condo downtown overlooking the city
House in the sticks when the kids come and visit
Three-story townhouse currently building
Trap on the Westend booming off the hinges
Girls flying out, girls flying in
Girl from the city, Georgia accent
A girl who was friend of a friend of a friend
Backdoored her own homegirl to get in
Put your hands in the air right now
DJ, turn me up, don't ever turn me down (turn me down)
Gave up my happy ever after
Now I live my life like a bachelor, life of a bachelor (and I know it's bittersweet)
Life like a bachelor (the grass will always be greener, bachelor)
In the club with a bachelor (on the other side though)
Life like a bachelor, oh
Life of a bachelor
Writer: Rodarius Green, Aubrey Graham, Felix Govaerts, Francis Farewell Starlite, Niko Schneider, Noah Shebib, Tarkan Kozluklu
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Scared Love
I wish you nothing but the best
I hope you find nothing but happiness (pipe that shit up, TnT)
And I know where you are and I know who you're with
For what it's worth, baby, I wish you nothing but happiness (Trill got that juice, nigga)
Happiness
Look
How deep is your love? Your love
Is it real? It might be
What made you take a chance on a nigga like me
What made you stick around, I wanna know it
When I was younger I was controlling
That pussy mine, girl, I own it
I jumped up off that porch and I got nothing but scars
Wish I would've stayed at home and found true love in my heart
Running wild as a child screamin', "Young nigga in charge"
They was playing at the park we was surfin' in them cars
Daddy left, I took it hard
Deyjah died, I took it hard
The game embraced me in they arms
Seen my dream and played it smart
Never knew I'd get this far but that's another story
I get so lost inside your eyes
You broke my heart so many times
So many times I crossed the line
Said you love me, I ain't believe it
Young nigga fighting demons
Full of drugs steady leanin'
Where you at right now? I need it
Where you at right now? I'm feining
Yeah, you know you can call on me
I'll be there in a heartbeat
And I don't wanna be toxic, I wanna be your peace
And I don't wanna control you, I want you to be free
And I don't wanna be fighting, don't wanna hear you scream
Don't wanna grow apart, I want you right here with me
When you think of peace of mind
I want you to think of me sometimes
Could I close what I opened?
I was hoping I could fix all the shit that I've broken
'Cause being alone really hurts
But being lost in love is scary
I'll love you if you let me
Don't love me 'til you're ready
Oh (so scared)
And I admit, I was scared, so scared, love
I was so scared, love (so scared, love)
'Cause being alone really hurts
But being lost in love is scary
I'll love you if you let me
Don't love me 'til you're ready, no
Yeah, and I admit, I was scared
So scared, love, I was so scared, love, yeah
Being alone really hurts
But being lost in love is scary
I'll love you if you let me
Don't love me 'til you're ready, oh
I admit, I was scared, love, I was so scared, love
I admit, I was scared, so scared, love
I was so scared, love, I was so scared, love
I admit, I was scared, so scared, love
I hope you find nothing but happiness (pipe that shit up, TnT)
And I know where you are and I know who you're with
For what it's worth, baby, I wish you nothing but happiness (Trill got that juice, nigga)
Happiness
Look
How deep is your love? Your love
Is it real? It might be
What made you take a chance on a nigga like me
What made you stick around, I wanna know it
When I was younger I was controlling
That pussy mine, girl, I own it
I jumped up off that porch and I got nothing but scars
Wish I would've stayed at home and found true love in my heart
Running wild as a child screamin', "Young nigga in charge"
They was playing at the park we was surfin' in them cars
Daddy left, I took it hard
Deyjah died, I took it hard
The game embraced me in they arms
Seen my dream and played it smart
Never knew I'd get this far but that's another story
I get so lost inside your eyes
You broke my heart so many times
So many times I crossed the line
Said you love me, I ain't believe it
Young nigga fighting demons
Full of drugs steady leanin'
Where you at right now? I need it
Where you at right now? I'm feining
Yeah, you know you can call on me
I'll be there in a heartbeat
And I don't wanna be toxic, I wanna be your peace
And I don't wanna control you, I want you to be free
And I don't wanna be fighting, don't wanna hear you scream
Don't wanna grow apart, I want you right here with me
When you think of peace of mind
I want you to think of me sometimes
Could I close what I opened?
I was hoping I could fix all the shit that I've broken
'Cause being alone really hurts
But being lost in love is scary
I'll love you if you let me
Don't love me 'til you're ready
Oh (so scared)
And I admit, I was scared, so scared, love
I was so scared, love (so scared, love)
'Cause being alone really hurts
But being lost in love is scary
I'll love you if you let me
Don't love me 'til you're ready, no
Yeah, and I admit, I was scared
So scared, love, I was so scared, love, yeah
Being alone really hurts
But being lost in love is scary
I'll love you if you let me
Don't love me 'til you're ready, oh
I admit, I was scared, love, I was so scared, love
I admit, I was scared, so scared, love
I was so scared, love, I was so scared, love
I admit, I was scared, so scared, love
Writer: Rodarius Green, Antonio Ramos, Evgeny Ermakov, Joseph Tounge, Keely Maynard, Sterling Reynolds, Thomas Horton
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Fall Fast in Love
(Chris, you idiot, look at what you did)
Yeah (turn me up, Fivee)
Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, mm-mm-mm
Look, look, mm
Did you come here to save me, or did you come to betray me?
Been feelin' unlucky lately, tell me what's up, my baby
I been through a lot of trauma, my exes might think I'm crazy, mm
I'm just a realist, probably the realest
And you know I wrote this song to make you smile, can you feel it?
Uh-huh, uh, uh, and I won't judge you, you don't judge me, don't thug me
If I pop this Perc' and beat you down, you might love me (grrah)
Since back in the day, been thuggin' (yeah)
You know I got love for my auntie
But bae was with my momma, so I thugged it with my cousins
You know my family showed me tough love
Don't play me like I'm crazy
I come out that bottom, baby
And I made it out it, baby
You give me a week, I'ma be in lust
You give me a month, I might be in love
I wrote you a letter, do you like me? Yes or no?
I bought you a ticket, when you're flight leave, let me know
Fallin' fast in love, it's never been a safe thing
Are you fallin' fast enough?
They'll tell you that we're crazy
If you're not scared (uh-uh-uh)
Then I'll be right here (uh-uh-uh-uh)
Fallin' fast in love, it's never been a safe thing
Uh-uh, it's never been a safe thing
Uh, hold on
Damn, I hate relationships, why we goin' tit for tat?
Everytime them niggas sent some shots, you know we sent it back
Everytime them niggas spinned on us, you know we spinned it back
Till we started spinnin' first, then we started spendin' worse
And I don't want no messy shit, don't even wanna get into that
I sent you a letter, baby girl, could you send it back?
Yeah, she had my heart for a lil' minute, but she won't give it back
And when I get it back
I might give it to you
Give it to you
Give it to you
Fallin' fast in love, it's never been a safe thing
Are you fallin' fast enough?
They'll tell you that we're crazy
If you're not scared (uh-uh-uh)
Then I'll be right here (uh-uh-uh-uh)
Fallin' fast in love, it's never been a safe thing
Uh-uh, it's never been a safe thing
Uh, hold on
Yeah (turn me up, Fivee)
Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, mm-mm-mm
Look, look, mm
Did you come here to save me, or did you come to betray me?
Been feelin' unlucky lately, tell me what's up, my baby
I been through a lot of trauma, my exes might think I'm crazy, mm
I'm just a realist, probably the realest
And you know I wrote this song to make you smile, can you feel it?
Uh-huh, uh, uh, and I won't judge you, you don't judge me, don't thug me
If I pop this Perc' and beat you down, you might love me (grrah)
Since back in the day, been thuggin' (yeah)
You know I got love for my auntie
But bae was with my momma, so I thugged it with my cousins
You know my family showed me tough love
Don't play me like I'm crazy
I come out that bottom, baby
And I made it out it, baby
You give me a week, I'ma be in lust
You give me a month, I might be in love
I wrote you a letter, do you like me? Yes or no?
I bought you a ticket, when you're flight leave, let me know
Fallin' fast in love, it's never been a safe thing
Are you fallin' fast enough?
They'll tell you that we're crazy
If you're not scared (uh-uh-uh)
Then I'll be right here (uh-uh-uh-uh)
Fallin' fast in love, it's never been a safe thing
Uh-uh, it's never been a safe thing
Uh, hold on
Damn, I hate relationships, why we goin' tit for tat?
Everytime them niggas sent some shots, you know we sent it back
Everytime them niggas spinned on us, you know we spinned it back
Till we started spinnin' first, then we started spendin' worse
And I don't want no messy shit, don't even wanna get into that
I sent you a letter, baby girl, could you send it back?
Yeah, she had my heart for a lil' minute, but she won't give it back
And when I get it back
I might give it to you
Give it to you
Give it to you
Fallin' fast in love, it's never been a safe thing
Are you fallin' fast enough?
They'll tell you that we're crazy
If you're not scared (uh-uh-uh)
Then I'll be right here (uh-uh-uh-uh)
Fallin' fast in love, it's never been a safe thing
Uh-uh, it's never been a safe thing
Uh, hold on
Writer: Rodarius Green, Christopher Fizer, Felix Govaerts, Niko Schneider, Takan Kozluklu
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Passport Junkie
Bahamas light work
Turks might work
I told her you love to party
(T-t-turn me up, Five)
She say I'm just getting started, damn
Mm, pretty girls, pretty girls, pretty girls
Turn into bad bitches, look, look
Ain't no more holdin' her hand, it's time to expand
She wanna get on the 'Gram and take pics in the sand
She tryna work on her tan, you ever been to Thailand?
We ain't gotta pack no clothes, we can shop when we land
You want bad bitch views? What you willin' to do?
She can't come to your room, unless it's in Tulum
You ain't ready for her, I think you should slow your roll
Is you ready for her? No, no, no, no, no (no, no, no)
She's a passport junkie, spend that bread like a dummy
Yeah, he met her on Sunday, was in the airport by Monday
If you really gettin' money, take that girl out the country
She like niggas that's fun, that takin' shots, gettin' blunted
I'll do whatever for your love, it ain't no leavin' me
Spend a million in a month, who gon' compete with me?
I might take her to Paris, fly out her whole family
He rented a yacht and took her to Miami
Listen, listen, listen, I love Miami
But she don't wanna go no more
She don't wanna go no more
'Cause it's not the same
Times changed
Oh, how the times change
She don't wanna go no more
She don't wanna go no more
She's a passport junkie
Takin' trips out the country
Takin' trips out the country
Oh, how the times change
'Cause it's not the same
Oh, how the times change (ayy, listen)
She don't wanna go no more (if you ain't got no bag, you can't even bag her, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout)
She don't wanna go no more (oh, youngin)
I know he would get it man, two-hundred dollar hotel rooms and shit, used to be the shit, no sir
Oh, how the times change
If you ain't got no bag, man, focus on yourself, man
If you ain't got no paper, man, focus on yourself, man
Turks might work
I told her you love to party
(T-t-turn me up, Five)
She say I'm just getting started, damn
Mm, pretty girls, pretty girls, pretty girls
Turn into bad bitches, look, look
Ain't no more holdin' her hand, it's time to expand
She wanna get on the 'Gram and take pics in the sand
She tryna work on her tan, you ever been to Thailand?
We ain't gotta pack no clothes, we can shop when we land
You want bad bitch views? What you willin' to do?
She can't come to your room, unless it's in Tulum
You ain't ready for her, I think you should slow your roll
Is you ready for her? No, no, no, no, no (no, no, no)
She's a passport junkie, spend that bread like a dummy
Yeah, he met her on Sunday, was in the airport by Monday
If you really gettin' money, take that girl out the country
She like niggas that's fun, that takin' shots, gettin' blunted
I'll do whatever for your love, it ain't no leavin' me
Spend a million in a month, who gon' compete with me?
I might take her to Paris, fly out her whole family
He rented a yacht and took her to Miami
Listen, listen, listen, I love Miami
But she don't wanna go no more
She don't wanna go no more
'Cause it's not the same
Times changed
Oh, how the times change
She don't wanna go no more
She don't wanna go no more
She's a passport junkie
Takin' trips out the country
Takin' trips out the country
Oh, how the times change
'Cause it's not the same
Oh, how the times change (ayy, listen)
She don't wanna go no more (if you ain't got no bag, you can't even bag her, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout)
She don't wanna go no more (oh, youngin)
I know he would get it man, two-hundred dollar hotel rooms and shit, used to be the shit, no sir
Oh, how the times change
If you ain't got no bag, man, focus on yourself, man
If you ain't got no paper, man, focus on yourself, man
Writer: Rodarius Green, Kirill Vyacheslavovich, Darius Poviliunas
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
IRan
Would you take me home?
Right back where you left me
Would you break my heart?
'Cause there ain't nothin' left here
'Cause I been waitin' for your love
'Cause I been waitin' on ya, waitin' for your love
'Cause I been waitin' for ya, waitin' for your love
You got me waitin' for ya, waitin' for your love
Thinkin' to myself all alone, thoughts in the dark
God, please help me heal my heart (uh)
In an imaginary world, we ran off alone
Find love and nothin' ever tear us apart
At eighteen, I left my family and ran off alone
Tryna start a family on my own
You've got scars, I got scars, enough for us both
But tell me, am I chasing a ghost? (Uh)
And if I could go to your show
I'll be runnin' 'round (yeah, yeah, uh)
And if they sold your picture in the mall (uh)
I would buy 'em all, put 'em on my wall
Some might say, I'm not your speed
Might even tell you're out of my league, mm
So many flaws and insecurities (oh)
Forever yours, sincerely
For a chance, tell me what I gotta do
'Cause I would do it all for you
Spend a M or two, might hit the gym for you
Get slim for you (uh)
Can't get you off my mind and out of my head
So I wrote you a song, play it while you're alone
And they might say that I don't have a chance
But that's where they're wrong
I hope that they're wrong
'Cause I got plans (plans), give me your hand (oh)
How long will it take for you to understand? (Oh)
I'm your biggest fan, I'm your biggest fan
Oh, oh (baby), yeah
Yeah, girl, I'm your biggest fan (baby, baby)
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
I'm your biggest fan (baby, baby)
Right back where you left me
Would you break my heart?
'Cause there ain't nothin' left here
'Cause I been waitin' for your love
'Cause I been waitin' on ya, waitin' for your love
'Cause I been waitin' for ya, waitin' for your love
Right back where you left me
Would you break my heart?
'Cause there ain't nothin' left here
'Cause I been waitin' for your love
'Cause I been waitin' on ya, waitin' for your love
'Cause I been waitin' for ya, waitin' for your love
You got me waitin' for ya, waitin' for your love
Thinkin' to myself all alone, thoughts in the dark
God, please help me heal my heart (uh)
In an imaginary world, we ran off alone
Find love and nothin' ever tear us apart
At eighteen, I left my family and ran off alone
Tryna start a family on my own
You've got scars, I got scars, enough for us both
But tell me, am I chasing a ghost? (Uh)
And if I could go to your show
I'll be runnin' 'round (yeah, yeah, uh)
And if they sold your picture in the mall (uh)
I would buy 'em all, put 'em on my wall
Some might say, I'm not your speed
Might even tell you're out of my league, mm
So many flaws and insecurities (oh)
Forever yours, sincerely
For a chance, tell me what I gotta do
'Cause I would do it all for you
Spend a M or two, might hit the gym for you
Get slim for you (uh)
Can't get you off my mind and out of my head
So I wrote you a song, play it while you're alone
And they might say that I don't have a chance
But that's where they're wrong
I hope that they're wrong
'Cause I got plans (plans), give me your hand (oh)
How long will it take for you to understand? (Oh)
I'm your biggest fan, I'm your biggest fan
Oh, oh (baby), yeah
Yeah, girl, I'm your biggest fan (baby, baby)
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
I'm your biggest fan (baby, baby)
Right back where you left me
Would you break my heart?
'Cause there ain't nothin' left here
'Cause I been waitin' for your love
'Cause I been waitin' on ya, waitin' for your love
'Cause I been waitin' for ya, waitin' for your love
Writer: Rodarius Green, Thomas Horton, Robert Adrian Smorra, Justin Bradbury, Georgia Boyden, Devin Wood
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Jersey Numbers
[ Featuring Rylo Rodriguez ]
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Ayy, JB)
Yeah, yeah, uh
Fell in love with my cup, it's just me and my drank
So much pain in my heart got me numb to the brain
And the crackers on our bumpers, shit ain't sweet as you think
Loyalty for royalty, I did it all for the gang
Now here's a message for the youth, it ain't worth it
Niggas police, it ain't worth it
Yeah, we stand on that business, f*ck around, tie up a witness
My past ain't perfect, the judge handing out jersey numbers
Mistakes is nothing, you live and you learn
I was tryna get some sleep, so I been sipping that syrup
Preaching to my young niggas to lay off the pills
My baby mama text my phone like, "You got some nerve"
Know I come up out that bottom, I came straight from the curb
Youngin asking me advice to get his paper mature
My mouth told him chase his dream, but the younger child in me screamed
"Tell your big homie to front you half a bird"
You scared, then go to church, if you scared, them crackers'll give you life, you life
Okay, my brother back in jail, my songs leaking out, I am not alright
In 2018, my partner was eighteen, they gave him twenty years, twenty years
If you eighteen with twenty, that mean he got more time than he f*cking lived
Preaching to Lil Keed, I told him try to make it to the league, get a jersey number
It ain't nothing in these streets, but graveyards and jersey numbers, jersey numbers
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It ain't nothing in these streets, but graveyards and jersey numbers, jersey numbers
Bro called from the jail, he said his lawyer swapped him out (uh)
I was hollerin' at lil' Yayo, they gave him a dub and he did five
Still shot him with his slides on, bro institutionalized
Still killin', inmates shanked each other, I'm just happy that he survived
Pay anything to get you free, you, I'm picking sides
Know a couple people who bit the cheese who used to be the guys
Paid an inmate in call fare, clean your laundry, laundry
Shoot away, show you how I did get a lunch tray, lunch tray
They'll give you a judge and I'ma judge, don't put you in the gang
They be treating us like a jeweler, can't wait to put us in some chains
On FaceTime with lil' TJ, say his mama was actin' strange (she was actin' strange)
Said his brother turned his back since he been in, I felt his pain (felt his pain)
Seen a gangster go to jail and f*ck a sissy
He wouldn't control himself, the first day out, I was back to sippin'
Niggas tell me, "Don't get high," I should try and make a living
But I tell 'em I'm a hustler and I'd rather make a killing
Preaching to Lil Keed, I told him try to make it to the league, get a jersey number (yeah)
It ain't nothing in these streets (yeah, yeah)
But graveyards and jersey numbers (yeah), jersey numbers
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
It ain't nothing in these streets, but graveyards and jersey numbers, jersey numbers
Uh-uh
Writer: Rodarius Green, Thomas Horton, Isaac Agyapong, Justin Bradbury, Ryan Adams
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Last Lap is the sixth studio album by American rapper and singer Rod Wave. It was released on October 11, 2024, through Alamo Records.
The album served as a follow-up to his fifth studio album, Nostalgia (2023).
Last Lap received mediocre reception from music critics who valued Green's lyricism and vocals on the record.
It debuted at number two on the US Billboard 200 chart, selling 127,000 album-equivalent units, 2,000 of which were pure album sales.
The album serves as Green's seventh consecutive top ten on the chart and makes him the only artist other than Taylor Swift to chart in the top ten each year from 2019 to 2024, and seventeen of the album's twenty-three tracks charted on the Billboard Hot 100. It was supported by two official singles: "Passport Junkie" and "Fall Fast in Love".
Upon the release of Last Lap Green appeared in an interview with Montreality in which he spoke about the "ups and downs" he went through while creating the album. When asked how he's grown since the release of SoulFly (2021), Green responded:
"I mean, shit, yeah. Hell, yeah. Every day a nigga grow, bro. Every day a nigga grow. I done grown a lot since then. Sometimes I look back at my interview and, like, just knowing how much I grown since then, I look back at my interview, and I like, 'Damn'. You know what I'm saying? I can't believe I was feeling that way, though. I just remember where I was at in that moment, you know what I'm saying? And I just. Yeah, I done grown a lot. I'm growing every day and shit. You know what I'm saying? You grow every day. Every day I learn something new, I take a step closer, you know?"
-Wikipedia
Performed By:
Rod WaveThe album served as a follow-up to his fifth studio album, Nostalgia (2023).
Last Lap received mediocre reception from music critics who valued Green's lyricism and vocals on the record.
It debuted at number two on the US Billboard 200 chart, selling 127,000 album-equivalent units, 2,000 of which were pure album sales.
The album serves as Green's seventh consecutive top ten on the chart and makes him the only artist other than Taylor Swift to chart in the top ten each year from 2019 to 2024, and seventeen of the album's twenty-three tracks charted on the Billboard Hot 100. It was supported by two official singles: "Passport Junkie" and "Fall Fast in Love".
Upon the release of Last Lap Green appeared in an interview with Montreality in which he spoke about the "ups and downs" he went through while creating the album. When asked how he's grown since the release of SoulFly (2021), Green responded:
"I mean, shit, yeah. Hell, yeah. Every day a nigga grow, bro. Every day a nigga grow. I done grown a lot since then. Sometimes I look back at my interview and, like, just knowing how much I grown since then, I look back at my interview, and I like, 'Damn'. You know what I'm saying? I can't believe I was feeling that way, though. I just remember where I was at in that moment, you know what I'm saying? And I just. Yeah, I done grown a lot. I'm growing every day and shit. You know what I'm saying? You grow every day. Every day I learn something new, I take a step closer, you know?"
-Wikipedia
Featuring: Be Charlotte, Lil Baby, Lil Yachty, Rylo Rodriguez, Wild Rivers
Genre(s): Hip Hop
Producer(s): Akachi, Andrew Levia, APGoKrazy, Berge.af, ChildBoy, Chris Made, CocoBeatSzn, Colorado, DatBoiGetro, Djaxx, Dmac, Draka, EELmatic, Exuising, Fasbeats, FlexOnDaTrack, Foreverolling, Gabe Lucas, Geo Vocals, Isaac Junior, JB, Keely, Kyris, LayZ, LondnBlue, MarsGawd, Mattazik Muzik, Michael Makho, Neeko Made This, Shaad K'Rounds, T Five, TnTXD, Train, TrillGotJuice, Trillo Beatz, Uncle Cameron, Vile, Will Michael, Wonderyo
Length: 67:13
Released: October 11th, 2024
Year: 2024