Kendrick Lamar – Loyalty. (feat. Rihanna)

Run the atlas, I’m a natural, I’m alright
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
I done came down so hard I slowed
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
A better way to make a wave, stop defendin’ them
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

I said I’m geeked and I’m fired up (fired, fire)

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Do it end with your family and friends? (Mmm)
Tell me who you loyal to

Lord knows is I’m tryin’

On your pulse like a CD in

Is it anybody that you would lie for?
It’s so hard to be humble
All I want tonight is just to get high up (yeah)
Bad gyal RiRi now
With me no more, I need

Ain’t no other love like the one I know

I put my lyric and my lifeline on the line
Haul ass on a bitch all in the fast lane
Ooh, that pussy good, it’s to die for (on fire)
Anybody you would die for?
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
And ain’t no limit when I might shine, might grind
All I want tonight is just to get high up
You can tell your nigga he can meet me outside (yeah)
With me no more, I need
Shimmy-yeah, shimmy-yeah, shimmy-yeah, rock (yeah)

That’s what God for
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

I don’t sleep forever, all a real nigga want
My resume is real enough for two millenniums
I meditate and moderate all of my wins again
I’m always on your mind
(Only for the dollar sign)
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
10-4, no switchin’ sides
All I want tonight is just to get high up (high, high, high)
Gas in the bitch like it’s premium
Been a bad bitch way before any cash came
I done been down so long I slowed
I said I’m geeked and I’m fired up (fired, fire)
Is it love for the streets when the lights get dark?
Girl, you look so good, it’s to die for (die for)
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
You actin’ shifty, you don’t ride
You actin’ shifty, you don’t ride
I’m hangin’ on the fence again
All we got is us
I’m established
Hundred carats on my name
Or you’re loyal to yourself in advance?
You can babysit him when I leave him outside
Is it comin’ down with the loud pipes and the rain?
It’s a secret society
(All I want is, all I want is)
Tell me when your loyalty is comin’ from the heart
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, deeper now
I said I’m geeked and I’m fired up (fired, fire)
Feel somethin’ wrong

Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Is it unconditional when the ‘Rari don’t start?
It’s so hard to be

I’m a savage, I’m a asshole, I’m a king
10-4, no switchin’ sides
All we ask is trust
You rollin’ with it at the right time, right now
Anybody you would slide for?
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Tell me who you loyal to
it is fame? Is it drink? Is it weed? Is it money?
(All we ask is trust)
(All I want is, all I want is)
Big chillin’, only for the power in your name
(Mmm) Do it start with your woman or your man?
Lord knows is I’m dyin’, baby
I said, tell me who you loyal to
Kung Fu Kenny now
Feel somethin’ wrong
Tell me who you loyal to

Drake – Sneakin’ (feat. 21 Savage)

Put me in a fucked up position
And they pockets going under like the Titanic
Babygirl gon’ suck it ’til her jaws locked
Shit ain’t been the same like before
Baby I’m a savage I ain’t romantic
They was hatin’ on me then and they hatin’ now
Mom’s stressed theres a lot of things we need
They the ones duckin’ when them heaters come
And she texting purple hearts ’cause she know we at war
Face Time with my shawty on tour
They ain’t even wanna look up at the score
Make me call my bro
I was fighting niggas then but I’m spraying now
She was playing with me then but she waitin’ now
Really when she get to talking I don’t understand it
When I come around these rappers niggas start to panic

Face Time with my shawty on tour
She gon’ make me put my bitch on call block
Got some head last night and it was outstanding
We the one droppin’, niggas we the ones
150 inch screen in my bedroom
Man I’m only 29 have some patience with us
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
My accountant say you sinking like the Titanic
But if the devil’s in the details then I’m satanic
This is all God’s doing man you can’t plan it
You that nigga snitchin’ on your people huh
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
6’1" man a nigga need some leg room
Make me call my bro
‘Cause if I don’t share the wealth, then how the fuck we supposed to grow
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon’ make me call my bros for assistance

I just pop up with the music then they pay a nigga
Used to sleep inside a den I got acres now
I still love it but I used to love it more
I used to have to hit my T’s with Febreeze
David Blaine last summer man you had to vanish
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’

I’mma see a lot of blessings for my friends soon
You gon’ make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro
And I’m selling out arenas, but you putting on a show
Make me call my bros for assistance
I don’t pay no mind to no sneak diss
Make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bros for assistance
Pussy niggas gettin’ shot for all that reachin’ huh

Niggas takin’ cheap shots on some cheap shit
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Put me in a fucked up position
I been trynna change life around for everyone I know
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
I get the hits like somebody pitching underhanded
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
They the type to stand in line for some free shit
We the ones poppin’, we the ones shoppin’
I just hit the beat and float
And she texting purple hearts ’cause she know that we at war
Shit ain’t been the same like before
Plus I never met nobody from my label nigga
Chain smoking in the house it’s hard to breathe
Put me in a fucked up position

Jordan pull up in the TL now I’m cheese
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Got my Spanish ting convinced that I know Spanish
I won’t spend a dime on a freak bitch
You gon’ make me call my bros for assistance
You ain’t on it right away, you had to wait on niggas
You gon’ make me call my bros for assistance
Make me call my bros, for assistance
‘Bout Take over your city and you can’t stand it
I’mma turn this TSX to a Benz soon
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
I don’t need love I’m the GOAT
The Reaper huh 21 savage A.K.A.

Florida Georgia Line – Smooth

Flying out the window

Girl, you go down good
You ain’t even trying

You’re smooth
There ain’t nobody (There ain’t nobody)
Like young love buzzing off an old can bottle
A brick road to Kansas
Smooth
Good lord almighty
Like a Sunday morning Elvis, singing gospel
You ain’t even trying
A do me like you (Do me like you)
Blackberry jam, finger-licking off your hand
Girl, you’re so smooth
Girl, you’re so smooth (So smooth)
Girl, you go down good
Smooth
Like the lines on her Mercury
Girl, you’re so smooth (So smooth)
It’s a hell of a Groove
The way you move that body
There ain’t nobody
A do me like you (Do me like you)
The way you move that body (The way you move that body)
My little summer time jam
Girl, you go down good
Good lord almighty
You’re smooth
Like cat daddy driving a caddy from cali baby
Good lord almighty

‘Cause you wrote the book
There ain’t nobody (There ain’t nobody)
‘Cause you wrote the book
The way you move that body (The way you move that body)
If you wanna stroke on the canvas
Smooth, smooth
Girl you’re put together perfectly
A do me like you
Like a Tennessee Walker, just a walking on the water
You ain’t even trying

‘Cause you wrote the book
Smooth, smooth (You so smooth)
By the moon

Action Bronson – The Chairman’s Intent

It’s me, yeah
And that’s fine by me
Two kisses on the cheek for my tailor
From this top floor view, I can see it all
But little man will cut your face like wedding cake
You don’t even know me
Before I get upset. homie
Ah-ha
Uh, they’ll never find you in a shark suit

Uh, I started clapping when the chef brought the duck to the table
Long sleeved 4/5th’s, turn them into an angel
Sitting cross-eyed, I’m likely lit
[Intro]
You don’t even know me
From this top floor view, I can see it all
Turn dreams into real shit

[Verse 3]
Sky opened up and down came me
And there will never be a part two
Watch the fifth wheel fall

Switch a maze on these bitches like, whoop
Two pumps from the inhaler got me feeling like Morris Taylor
[Verse 2]

Till I’m back up on the set
[Chorus]
You don’t even know me
You don’t even know me
You don’t even know me
[Verse 1]
Yeah, man
I never trust a dude named ‘Angel’
Yeah yeah, ah
You got little shine, but not like this
Yo, these sixteen bars cost sixteen cars
Shit, you’re looking at some motherfucking art, boo
Shit, I need some time to realign my Chi
You don’t even know me
You don’t even know me

Uh, that shit was shining like an angel

I got the soul of an Amazon Healer
Tanned like I just left Haiti
Yeah, I might be sick
[Chorus]
Yeah
Same outfit every day like a cartoon (that’s me!)
So bitch please pass that [?]
All from what I did last summer?
Better be sure to put them cameras on
Switch a maze on these bitches like, whoop

You don’t even know me
But motherfuckers forget
Young AB, flowing in a Jag from the 80s
Looking like I had mad plastic surgery
Draw blood, I’m already made
Time crumbles when the jet black M5 rumbles
Every motherfucking jump shot wet
Kiss these balls, bitch, we stars
Fuck that shit, you ain’t hot like Prince
They turned Bam Bam Chinese
[Bridge]

Lil Jon & Skellism – In The Pit (feat. Terror Bass)

And do exactly what I say
Push a motherfucker
Fuck out, fuck out, fuck out, fuck out
Now act a goddamn fool

Fuck out, fuck out, fuck out, fuck out
Everybody in this bitch, spread the fuck out
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker
Fuck out, fuck out, fuck out, fuck out
Push a motherfucker in the pit
Fuck out, fuck out, fuck out, fuck out
[Verse 2]
[Verse 1]
Y’all too motherfuckin’ turnt up in here

If you was lit on the first round
Push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker in the pit
Get even more lit on this motherfuckin’ second round
Make a motherfuckin’ big-ass circle
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit
Everybody in this bitch, spread the fuck out
Everybody back the fuck up, back up
Make a motherfuckin’ big-ass circle
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit
[Pre-Drop]
Make a motherfuckin’ big-ass circle

Ok, it’s about to go down in this bitch right now
Push a motherfucker
[Drop]
Push a motherfucker
Now act a goddamn fool
I hope y’all ready for round motherfuckin’ two
[Pre-Drop]
Everybody in this bitch, spread the fuck out

Make a motherfuckin’ big-ass circle
Hold on, hold on
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit

Everybody calm the fuck down
Push a motherfucker
[Drop]
I need everybody to listen motherfuckin’ closely
Everybody in this bitch, spread the fuck out
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker, push a motherfucker in the pit
Push a motherfucker
Push a motherfucker

Snakehips & Anne-Marie – Either Way (feat. Joey Bada$$)

Good either way
Now she come over, don’t wanna leave
If you want it like that you should show me
What’s going on?
‘Cause I wanna see what it’s like
Baby, just tell me what you wanna do
Gonna bring it back just like she owe me
Uh, hold up
Barely a friend
I’m good either way, either way
What’s going on?
Help me now, let me know
Either way
[Chorus: Anne-Marie & Joey Bada$$]
Help me now, let me know
I’m easy, I’m easy, believe me
Either way
[Bridge: Anne-Marie]
I’m easy, I’m easy, believe me
In my crew, she must have thought she had a steady [?]
Either way
Help me now, let me know
Either way
We could call it [?] dick, it’s fine with me (it’s cool, it’s cool)
Uh, hold up, just like you owe me some
Um whatcha say?
You decide where we go if ya wanna
Help me now, let me know
My place or yours
Good either way
Either way
Um whatcha say?
If you want it like that you should show me
Either way
C’mon let me know, let me know

[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]

Uh, hold up
Gonna bring it back just like she owe me
If you want it like that you should show me
[Chorus: Anne-Marie & Joey Bada$$]
What’s on your mind?
I’m easy, I’m easy, I’m easy
Go out on a date, take you out to eat
[Intro: Joey Bada$$]
Uh, bring it back like you owe me
If you want it like that you should show me
Whatcha say? Um whatcha say?

If you want it like that you should show me
If you want it like that you should show me
If you want it like that you should show me
I’m good either way

C’mon let me know, let me know
I’m easy, I’m easy, I’m easy
I’m good (Either way, either way homie)
C’mon let me know, let me know
Either way
Gonna bring it back just like she owe me
Twenty-five bands on the shopping spree
Uh, hold up
(Aye, whatcha say?) Um whatcha say?
Let it fist me up a blade and roll my weed
I’m good either way
If you wanna play it safe, rock you right to sleep
My place or yours

Um whatcha say? Whatcha say?
Help me now, let me know
Help me now, let me know

I can play one-two if you wanna
[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Either way, either way, either way shawty
Good either way, either way
Um whatcha say? Whatcha say?
If you want it like that you should show me
C’mon let me know, let me know
[Chorus: Anne-Marie & Joey Bada$$]
‘Cause I got a few things in mind but you gotta

Either way
Help me now, let me know
Good either way (Good either way)
[Verse 1: Anne-Marie]

Girl, just bring it back like you owe me

If you want it like that you should show me
[Verse 2: Anne-Marie]
[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]
If you made up the plans then you gotta
Help me now, let me know
Either way

If you want it like that you should show me
She ain’t never got no plans, she just follow me, just swallow me
[Verse 3: Joey Bada$$]
Baby, just tell me I won’t disapprove
Whatcha doing tonight?
Gonna bring it back just like she owe me

Nicky Jam – Si Tú La Ves (feat. Wisin)

Si conmigo quiere volver
Iba guiándome ella más casi por poco choco
Lo que se llevó
Dígale que es tan frío el corazón
Doble
Quisiera saber
Desde que ella se marchó
Mi vida y felicidad
Tú quieres que me humille tú quieres que me arrodille
La estoy buscando ya quiero verla
Se robó mi corazón, hay que hacer una querella
Con el Wisin
Pa’ que sane este dolor, ah
Ve y dile vine a buscar
Necesito de su amor
Necesito de su amor
A mí tú no me engañas tú eres loca con el loco
Como y está tranquilo hasta que en el Ferrari te pille
Lo que se llevó
Me pone bisorioco
Necesito de su amor
Con besos mojados sabe que te maravilles
Y si tú la ves
La industria Inc
Me pongo nervioso de solo pensar que te toco
Pa’ que sane este dolor, oh
Me paso hablándole a las estrellas
Si conmigo quiere volver, ah
Y si tú la ves
Trato de borrar tu huella con un cigarro y una botella
Saga White Black
Creo que voy a enloquecer
C. N. I. K
Mi flan de coco
Ahora una botella
Que hay de una vez
Mi vida y felicidad
Y me ha dejado una huella
Sí un día la ven, preguntenle
Necesito de su amor
Y si tú la ves
Pa’ que sane este dolor, oh
Pa’ que sane este dolor, oh
Dígale que es tan frío el corazón
Pero cuidado con el guille porque a la que te pille
Mi vida y felicidad
Desde que ella se marchó
Pa’ que sane este dolor, oh
Ve y dile que iré a buscar
Es lo que ahoga el amor por ella
Dígale que es tan frío el corazón
Porque de mí ella se fue
Y si tú la ves
Ay que le digan que yo sin ella
Con leyenda haciendo música
Mi vida y felicidad
Estoy perdido y no se que hacer
Lo que se llevó
Ve y dile vine a buscar lo que se llevó
Nicky, Nicky, Nicky Jam
Yo no funciono sin ella, el recuerdo me atropella
Dígale que es tan frío el corazón
Pa’ que sane este dolor, ah
Ya tú sabe
Desde que ella se marchó
Tú eres la baby que me lleva a las estrellas
Pa´ que sane este dolor
Yeah
Ve y dile vine a buscar
Desde que ella se marchó

Sabrina Claudio – Belong To You

Take me person and objectively
I belong to you, you, you
[Pre-Chorus]
I belong to you
I belong to
I belong to you
I belong to you
Stimulate me
Grab hold of me
[Bridge]

I’ll give you my blessing
Ex and internally
I belong to you, you, you
I want you mental and physically

Take care of me

I want you mental and physically
Take care of me
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
I belong to you, you, you
Stimulate me
[Verse 1]

Talk all day then at night fall in deep
Gentle love but touch passionately
[Chorus]
I belong to you, you, you
Talk all day then at night fall in deep
[Verse 2]

Ruste Juxx – 24/7

That nigga ain’t shit, that nigga name fit
Flow so incredible, Bruce Banner style though
[Hook]

Niggas heard a BOMBNA, thought I let my gat blow
So swift, glide like wings on a eagle
World is bombed, Ruste Juxx dropped rock on
I heard a bitch say:
That nigga ain’t shit, that nigga ain’t shit
Did a doctor mention you about the man on his grind?
I heard a bitch say:
All I do is win nigga, never face de-feat
That nigga ain’t shit, that nigga ain’t shit
Yeah
Used to sell them hard white things to my people
When I let off bullets them bodies going to be flyin’, man
[Verse 2: Ruste Juxx]

That nigga ain’t shit, that nigga name fit
On another flat tote, got a low rat flow
Your head’s like a baseball glove catching hollows
Alight, third- third take is the charm
[Verse 1: Ruste Juxx]
That nigga ain’t shit, that nigga name fit

Then they heard (duck down!) loud in the background
Fuck Ruste Juxx, that nigga ain’t shit
Beast unleashed because I used to dwell in the cellar
BaDa DaDa Dow! While off your smile
Fuck Ruste Juxx, that nigga ain’t shit
with my hot block on From Kingston Ave.
You could get your leg, arm, chest, and your neck shot
That’s real talk, make no mistake about it
[Verse 3: Ruste Juxx]
Too constipated, welfare free cheese
Acid on tracks, great beat disintegrator
Yo, bust a move while I crush the groove
Pockets so thick, I can carry two ATM’s
All I do is wreck shop Back to the subject.
I heard a nigga say:

(scratching)
I got your bitch so I don’t need to jerk my dick
Fuck Ruste Juxx, that nigga ain’t shit
Fuck Ruste Juxx, that nigga ain’t shit
Spectacular, simply marvelous
Super duper dope rolled in a vanilla
Billy D’s slick nigga, but I’m just as smooth
The way I break a record put me in the book of Guinness
Fuck Ruste Juxx, that nigga ain’t shit
Indestructible nigga, who you know hard as this?
Word to mother, I black out and merc some shit
Smoking on spinach, knowing no limits
I’ll be on my bullshit, diarrhea, feces
But I’m so roy-al, you could call me e-lite
I heard a bitch say:
[Hook]

Take money money is the motherfucking motto

Brooklyn the Queens Bay area and back down
Yo, from start to finish I diminish
That nigga ain’t shit, that nigga ain’t shit
About to make it because I got a trillion dollar team in
(scratching)
Killer cartel, ain’t nothing fake about it
Rappers now-a-days whole style be gimmick
Million dollar dreamin’, billion dollar schemin’

I got a plan on my mind, hand on my nine
Now I rock arenas, sold out stadiums
I heard a nigga say:
I heard a nigga say:
Spectacular, simply marvelous
Indestructible, who you know hard as this?
Fuck Ruste Juxx, that nigga ain’t shit
[Hook]
Call me Robert Downey, because I pack that iron, man
Old rat beef generator, ill style innovator

Rob Markman – I Don’t Wanna Wait (feat. Kirby Maurier)

Let my OG mold me, he hustled for a livin’
Bless Brad, bless Brad for the gangsta and the gospel

But I can’t sleep either
Vodka shots, no tomorrow, Hail Mary with my eyes closed
No, I don’t wanna wait
No, I don’t wanna wait
Men with ambition get hit, turn up missin’
Said I don’t wanna wait
Everyone addicted to somethin’
Don’t wanna wait
Same corner I seen needles in arms of a fiend
To the point every communion that I’m gettin’
Some addicted to women, some addicted to sinnin’

So I molded my image out of God’s Son’s vision

Don’t wanna wait
Don’t wanna wait
Said I don’t wanna wait
Couple shots close range, I think God intervened
The Fix was like the Bible, Face was our Apostle
‘Cause I don’t wanna wake up, and then the dream stop
Gotta hold on to my soul
It’s like where we’re from, you’d be lucky to make it out
I’m from the block where the powder blew minds
[Verse 2: Rob Markman]
No, I don’t wanna wait
Some addicted to drugs, some addicted to hustlin’
Lost my mind ’round the time that bro got locked
Said I don’t wanna wait
Rode with him on his shift, he never let me sell it
[Chorus: Kirby Maurier]
‘Til them good times go away
‘Til them good times go away
Said I don’t wanna wait
Same corner I seen kings die for a dream
It’s the rush, the adrenaline, the high when it’s settlin’

Couple years before that is when Kev got shot
My brother got locked, I only visited once
I’m just waitin’ for this Hennessy to kick in
I’m in Bred 11s and Bordeaux 7s
Found God ’round the time Al died in the Bronx
[Verse 3: Rob Markman]
[Chorus: Kirby Maurier]
Pumpin’ for herringbones, beeper and sneaker money
Word to Wallace and the solace that I find in the lord
No, I don’t wanna wait
God help us all
My very first pair was the Powder Blue 9s

Said I don’t wanna wait

[Intro: Rob Markman]
Summertime hot, had to shower two times
League J.U.S.T.I.C.E.
Gotta hold on to my soul

The ride was sick, smelled like someone pissed on the bus
No, I don’t wanna wait
Gotta hold on to my soul
Same corner I seen teens bear arms for the green
‘Til the devil take control
Christ, it was written and rap was our religion
Somethin’ like survivor’s remorse
‘Cause I don’t know how long the ride lasts
‘Til that sunshine turn to rain
I mean… I could’ve been a crash test dummy
Seen dudes better than me turn underachiever
Thought Jordans and a gold chain was livin’
Said I don’t wanna wait
[Chorus: Kirby Maurier]
No, I don’t wanna wait
I almost got shot, I started seein’ things different
Not everybody gets this chance
Paul’s, make the sign of the cross So when I hit St.
‘Til the devil take control
‘Til the devil take control
My fate was in the bottle, I chased with a Clamato
Seen karma come around, startin’ to lose control
16 in the spot, close enough to smell it
Just tryna get it ‘fore the time pass
These drunk thoughts, soberin’ my soul
My homie baggin’ in the kitchen
And I was only 18 the night I almost got touched
[Verse 1: Rob Markman]
He taught me when the gun buck, you duck
‘Til that sunshine turn to rain
‘Cross the street from the spot fiends crowded two lines
‘Til them good times go away
‘Til that sunshine turn to rain
I tap a vein, hopin’ that my dreams pop

Ralo – I Know It

I made it cross that water, I made it up that mountain

And I know, that bein broke would only make em happy
All my niggas on go, we gone go and hit it
Summer spring winter, fall
They wasn’t thirsty till a nigga got the juice
And I know, and I know, and I know
We made our shit Monopoly, every week on a shopping spree
You go hard but we iller, my watch face red like I killed em
And I think, I can make it in this shit rappin
Blunts big and they heavy [?]
And I think, I can make it in this shit rappin
[Hook: Ralo]
I’mma buy every nigga Rollies thats rollin’ with me
Crabs come, lets go
I swear it put some weight on a lil nigga
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
That bein broke would only make em happy
My bitch look like J Lopez
This for them hoes that couldn’t wait on a lil nigga
And I think, I think, I think
And I know, that bein broke would only make em happy
Want beef? Come to the carnival
They said it’s stupid, but that ain’t how a nigga feel
I seen them niggas trained on me ‘fore it happened
[Hook: Ralo]
Gotta be [?] to say nobody stopping me
[Verse 1: Ralo]
We ain’t fall apart
These niggas was playin’ around, my niggas was stayin’ down
If you know he with me, than you know he winnin
I hit the top, then brung all of my niggas here
You play with that fire you get roasted
That bein broke would only make em happy
And I think, I think, I think
They ain’t like them motorcycles, but I still bought them choppers
I ran up so much money you know that I’m loaded
Oh yeah
She my shawty No Lo, pass it to my kinfolk
I seen them niggas trained on me ‘fore it happened
Told em just ride with me and don’t let nobody stop em

Balmain denim, and my coat look like it’s thriller
I seen them niggas trained on me ‘fore it happened
I’m tryna stay away from the dumb shit
Hit your head for the low, fuck your main hoe on the flo’
[Hook: Ralo]
We ain’t gotta run for president, we run shit
I thank the lord, I thank my boss
I seen them niggas trained on me ‘fore it happened
And my niggas not warnin you
That bein broke would only make em happy
[Verse 3: Ralo]
Thinkin what I coulda did with that half a mil
It ain’t a nigga round me ain’t a convict

And I know, that bein broke would only make em happy
All this jewelry cost me bout a half a mill
And I know, and I know, and I know
I seen them niggas trained on me ‘fore it happened
And I ain’t, gonna be happy till it happen
He wanna a lot mo’
They say he ain’t have millions, now a nigga got proof
And I ain’t, gonna be happy till it happen
And I think, I can make it in this shit rappin
And I think, I think, I think
No stomach but I’m runnin’ round this bitch with that tommy
I got that [?] and my ice is ice, I’m not warmable
And I know, and I know, and I know

I accept everything money come with
I seen them niggas trained on me ‘fore it happened
He ain’t gotta be close but just know he with me

And I ain’t, gonna be happy till it happen

Open Mike Eagle – 95 Radios (feat. Has-Lo)

Sounded like some folks they know

Piece of me show feels personal

Tryna find a radio
Tryna find a radio
Tryna find a radio
All up in my grandma’s basement
Wearing a suit like my school mascot
Heard a day show had mine on there recently
[Chorus: Open Mike Eagle]

Miss my homies, is lonely
In between PM, dawn, and Sun Ra
Whole sound changed, don’t nobody want to sell those
Regarding the guns I coulda shot
[Verse 2: Open Mike Eagle]
Hard when you’re sure that the world is not
Tryna find a radio
And we drove all through the neighborhood
Kept the old Boombox for just these purposes
People had a hard time finding the frequency
In the mirror while tips saying rock-rock-on
Just sittin’ in a car all day
Says the young Hassan
Call the intercom yab this is my bellcote
Tryna find a radio
And we drove all through the neighborhood
Tryna find a radio
[Intro: Open Mike Eagle]
Pointed at the window frame
And the homies say they heard a rap song
And the homies say they heard a rap song

And eat bologna, shinobi
‘cept the kids, they so not interested
Sounded like some folks they know
Burnt a little chia my laugh was Gimli (heh)
On NBA Live, I play with Kobe
Slidin’ all the closet doors
I’m more dug might blow up but won’t pop
Steps on the av where I played and roamed
Sounded like some folks they know
Saw himself doing things he would live to regret
[Verse 1: Has-Lo]
I can still play it if the tape resurfaces
It’s worth it though, whole block listenin’
The old me would drink a 40

[Chorus: Open Mike Eagle]
The OGs, I miss my old hood
Was hopin’ to hear the airwaves, I think it’s broken
The Edison, Al, not a head in the crowd
Implement new cointelpros

With my guy Stefan who despite the specks
Tryna find a radio
Circled on all sides by used car commercials
Tryna find a radio
But we couldn’t find a radio
[Chorus: Open Mike Eagle]
Okay, it’s quiet now
And the homies say they heard a rap song
And we wrapped both hands in tinfoil
Pointed at the window frame
The ocean with the seashell is how we floatin’
All up in my grandma’s basement
Just sittin’ in a car all day
Hooks, fit loops, copyrighted by Velcro
Come match my technique and impeccable style (style)
But we couldn’t find a radio
Slidin’ all the closet doors
Anyway, reciting off top the memory
Tryna find a radio
Jigsaw blocks and hop the road home
Hard to express when the world is listless

And we drove all through the neighborhood
Pointed at the window frame
Slidin’ all the closet doors
The radio host is like they know me
But we couldn’t find a radio
And we wrapped both hands in tinfoil
All up in my grandma’s basement
Just sittin’ in a car all day
And we wrapped both hands in tinfoil

NBA YoungBoy – Graffiti

Bet
I paid attention how you changed
All they wanna do is ask for a loan
Who is what?
I paid attention how you changed
It’s only room for just me and my niggas
She tell me I ain’t shit, and act like I’m wrong
Don’t know how I’m feelin, don’t know what I’m on

Scared I’mma die when I’m out on the road
Paid attention how you changed
What is they?

When you around me, hoe don’t do no whisper
Who is this bitch that you looking at?
Fly time, prime time, I’m ballin’ hard sideline
I swear all we know is pain
You say I act funny cause I keep my distance
Ion know her
We catch ’em gon’ strech ’em you know we gon’ hit ’em
They do it all for the fame
I can’t swim but I’m deep off in that ocean
I heard they speaking on my name
Meet up to buy it, you know I’m gon’ split him
I’m never exposin’ my paid
To 100 to put myself around the fakes
Same nigga took your chain tried to kill me
I’m sitting at the top I guess I’m the villian
Spending this money no question do I think about it, I’ll never say that I don’t
Baby I’m sorry I ain’t got time for to waste
It’s time for real niggas and fake bitches to separate
For christmas I swear I’mma buy you a home
You better stay up in your lane
Who?
You better stay up in your lane
Gone off lean and you know that I be on it
Walk off alone, when I talk on the phone, dropping the price and you know that they on
On the road, yeah I be gone everyday
Choppa boy feel he all alone
You tripping
[Verse 1]
Who is this bitch?
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
I know these niggas want test me, wish they could catch me
You know I got money but I’m in a hole
I swear all we know is pain
I’m really tired of this
On the road, yeah I be gone everyday
Soon as we get it, you know that its gone
I ain’t slipping boy, you knowing that I’m focused
All this pain man, I feel like I can’t hold it
I’m head first ’bout my game
I stay with that poker, that Joker, let’s deal ’em
[Chorus]
You know I go hard everytime I hit it ( come here)

I heard they speaking on my name
Gone off lean and you know that I be on it
[Chorus]

Know that I’ll never change

They do it whatever for the fame
All this pain man, I feel like I can’t hold it
Free my hittas man the judge ain’t bail ’em
To 100 to put myself around the fakes
I get on my knees and I pray on my own
Know they ain’t feelin my pain
You know that I’ll never change
I don’t give a fuck, I ain’t far from a million
[Pre-Chorus]
All this pain man, I feel like I can’t hold it
I pray the judge that Q come home

[Verse 2]
I’m never exposin’ my paid
I swear that we been at this shit for so long
I’m so tired of this, I really hope them niggas get you
I ain’t slipping boy, you knowing that I’m focused
Yea, unnnnn huhhh
I heard they speaking on my name
I’m head first ’bout my game
Thanking the lord that I’m here, I ain’t gone
Momma ask for something and I tell her no
I thank the lord that he bless me
I’m running that check up everytime I’m gone
You know that I’ll never change
[Pre-Chorus]
I go to sleep in my jewelry, when I wake up I just smile how I’m flexin’
2016 I got locked in that cell and they ain’t let me out
When we be fucking don’t do know resisting
He be with them boys, they ain’t no gorillas
They fake as a bitch and swear I don’t feel em
It’s time for real niggas and fake bitches to separate
[Intro: Youngboy Never Broke Again & uncredited female]
Fly time, prime time, I’m ballin’ hard sideline
Baby I’m sorry I ain’t got time for to waste

Money I’m talking, you know that I’m ballin’ I’m hustlin and I ain’t never seen a drought
They do it whatever for the fame
I heard that bitch old man want kill me
Spending this cash,but I can not forget to make sure that all my niggas on
They telling me that hoe there got a million

Papoose – Pickin Up Bags (feat. Fetty Wap)

When you see me, I be pickin’ up a bag, right, yeah
[Verse 2: Fetty Wap]
Had to stay away from all these lames, right, yeah
Just another reason I could brag, right
They mad ’cause they hear me makin’ bangers with Harry Fraud
RGF a family, not a gang, yeah
Just another reason I could brag, right
Had to get my money in the bank, right, yeah
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil’ shawty (Shawty)
I put the brick in the oven, while you be flippin’ the onion
If you tell me that I can’t eat, to me that mean war

You gotta witness the numbers, nigga them figures is stunnin’
[Chorus: Fetty Wap]
[Chorus: Fetty Wap]
Niggas say they packing them ratchets, we carry more
When you see me, I be pickin’ up a bag, right, yeah
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil’ shawty (Shawty)
Just another reason I could brag, right
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil’ shawty (Shawty)
Just another reason I could brag, right
Shooting out them, you know what I mean, yeah
When you see me, I be pickin’ up a bag, right, yeah
Diamond on my motherfucking chain, bling, yeah
I’m in the whip with my woman, we gripping, kissing and fuckin’
[Intro]
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil’ shawty (Shawty)
Them phoney niggas be running when real killers be coming
Way I’m living, I don’t even dream like, yeah
[Verse 1: Papoose]
Dump the fucking cookie ‘fore we change like, yeah
[?] zoovier, no fucking chains, right, yeah
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil’ shawty (Shawty)
Pretty motherfucker, I never liked you, now carry on
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil’ shawty (Shawty)
Had to pull her skirt up and get up lanes, right, yeah
[?] was a thing like that
I grew up on public assistance, my family poor

Just another reason I could brag, right
If this was New Jack City, I’m Nino, you Al B. Sure
If it ain’t ’bout a bag, don’t call me
Now my money stacking, we slammin’ them Caddy doors
It ain’t ’bout a bag, don’t call me
‘Cause I be rippin’ and runnin’, tryna get rich as the Drummonds

Why you think all these haters wanna get at me for?
I get the zips in the dozens and turn them into the hundreds
When you see me, I be pickin’ up a bag, right, yeah
But I’m living out my motherfucking dream like yeah
If it ain’t ’bout a bag, don’t call me
I don’t really play the in betweens like, yeah
I’ma put these niggas in their lane, yeah
The cops tripping and dumbin’, but I be ripping the summers
[Chorus: Fetty Wap]
La musica de Harry Fraud
Run and we really let it ring like, yeah
Twenty seconds, serving all the fiends, yeah
For RGF and Zoovier, let it bang, yeah
If it ain’t ’bout a bag, don’t call me
When you see me, I be pickin’ up a bag, right, yeah
Just another reason I could brag, right
‘Cause when the triggers be dumping, I dump a clip in your stomach
It ain’t ’bout a bag, don’t call me

If it ain’t ’bout a bag, don’t call me
When you see me, I be pickin’ up a bag, right, yeah

Mick Jagger – England Lost

I went to find England
Lost, lost, lost, lost
Nothing’s gonna be like Singapore
I went to find England, it wasn’t there
I went to see England, but England’s lost
Lost, lost, lost, lost
Do you wanna go?
[Verse 3]
I…
I went to find England, but England’s lost
They’re much too young and much too hold
Now I’ll have to stay at home
So lock the shallows, bolt the doors
I think I lost it in the back of my chair
Don’t know what’s home
[Verse 2]
I went to find England, but England’s lost
You can’t get in and you can’t get out
I went to find England, it wasn’t there
No real person is matching their shame
I think I’m losing my imagination
Lost, lost, lost, lost
[Chorus]

Growing much too hot and much too cold

Wasn’t much of a game
I went to see England, but England’s lost
I went…
I went to find England
Lost, lost, lost, lost
[Bridge]
I’m tired of talking about immigration
[Chorus]
[Chorus]

I went to see England, but England lost
I got soaked

That’s what I thought
And we all yelled loud and we all complained
Didn’t look home anyway
They didn’t turn up, the comments complain
She can go home and smoke a joint, anyway
I went to find England, but…
I went to see England, but England’s lost
Lost, lost, lost
Had a girl in Lisbon, a girl in Rome
I went to see England, but England…
I went to find England, but…
I lost a blunt, think I lost the pint
It wasn’t much fun standin’ in the rain
[Intro]
I went to see England, but England’s lost
I went to see…
[Verse 1]
I went to find England, but…
[Chorus]
I went to find England
And everyone said we were all ripped off

I guess that’s what we’re all about

I went in the back, but they said, "Piss off"