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Yall lookin for names, Im lookin for beats Yall lookin for fame, I live in the streets Yall talk the talk, but I walk the walk School street, home of the brave, New York Yall make movies, but I make moves Straight up, yall got somethin to prove Yall niggas duck, but I swing back Yall niggas run, but I bring gats Yall niggas whisper, X is a crackhead Aight fuck it, Imma just crack heads I bang niggas that cross the line Yall niggas talk shit from way behind I stand my ground, but yall niggas dont Shit I go to jail, but yall niggas wont Yall niggas walk around and get scared But I dont give a fuck, I dont care I aint a dancing nigga, I just move to the beat Sit there and nod my head but wont move my feet Gangsta, so Im holdin up the wall That dancing shit up to the rest of yall Kells get it crackin, yall play chess Kells gets to scrappin and yall just flex Why is yall rappin, when I got next You roll with them and Ill rock with X Eastside motherfucka, Cleveland Brown Burning leaves in the gutta, make it Cleveland loud All I know is when the beefs on, the beast comes out EST is in the buildin, we run this town Ruff Ryders, you got a problem come find us Hop up like the sand man right behind ya Like where the cheese bitch fuck lasagna Pair of shoes size bags, loot stuffed inside em Grimey, bare hand, no tool beside me I dont talk online, hater come here find me Me against the world, underdogs new Rocky Givin a fuck if anyone co-sign me likes that uh! I aint a dancing nigga, I just move to the beat Sit there and nod my head but wont move my feet Gangsta, so Im holdin up the wall That dancing shit up to the rest of yall Yall niggas is pussy, straight up ass I keep that thing, and Ill blast Letcha man know, he dont wanna push me Remember, its you not me thats pussy Yall niggas walk light on your toes I come through hard, kickin down doors I spit a mean 16 without a pause Then let 16 go just because You in it for the dough, Im in it for life You in jail beatin your dick Im fuckin your wife I bring the drama, I bring the noise Kidnap yo mama, bring her to the boys I make shit happen with one word You take shit laughin nigga, yous a bird I take niggas for everything they got Thats why Im the dog, and you not I aint a dancing nigga, I just move to the beat Sit there and nod my head but wont move my feet Gangsta, so Im holdin up the wall That dancing shit up to the rest of yall

Where? Why? Mayday! Runnin I, runnin, I aint runnin away I told you! You are never going to be shit Runnin I, runnin, I aint runnin away Just stop now, youre not gonna make it Runnin I, runnin, I aint runnin away Thats right, get your shit and run away again Run muthafucker, run Cause Im so tired of running Im so tired of running, that Ive worn my soles out To the point that my toes is out To the point that I cant look back And even if I did I still couldnt see where I started out Cant see home for miles Lost like another orphan child I’m only grinning cause Im supposed to smile So I do it for the ones that are down and out Proud one of those is gonna be a spokesman now But Im still running, running, and I dont know where All I got to my name is one pair Of laced up chucks, five bucks, and a chip on my shoulder thats so big, that I cannot bare I done lost my friends, family, and home for this And for that I have lost my mind Kept my faith, lost my direction Im just praying that I havent lost my time Go! I keep my head up with my feet on the ground From the bottom so up is the only place that Im goin Ready to face all thats in front of me now Cause Im so tired of runnin Im walking through the fire, cause there is no way around Moving in the same direction wherever the wind is blowin Ready to face all thats in front of me now Cause Im so tired of runnin Runnin I, runnin, I aint running away When are you gonna stop running, huh? Runnin I, runnin, I aint running away Face it, youre gonna end up just like your father did Runnin I, runnin, I aint running away You dont know how to fill these shoes The whole world wants to see you fail, and youre gonna let em Cause Im so tired of runnin And Im so tired of strugglin Im so tired of hustlin I can feel my heart fill with hate Im so tired of lovin I was supposed to be great Im so tired of duckin Tired to coming home from a job being fired from nothin And shit Im tired From the nights a muthafucker took that ride To make that dream, come alive To wake up in the morning to a nine to five But I gotta do it if I wanna survive Because in the city where Im from its either do or die So choose it wise Because you could lose it in the blink of an eye But even in the darkest times Its proven I- I keep my head up with my feet on the ground From the bottom so up is the only place that Im goin Ready to face all thats in front of me now Cause Im so tired of runnin Im walking through the fire, cause there is no way around Moving in the same direction wherever the wind is blowin Ready to face all thats in front of me now Cause Im so tired of runnin Runnin I, runnin, I aint running away Runnin I, runnin, I aint running away Runnin I, runnin, I aint running away Cause Im so tired of runnin

Wake up, still drunk from last night The first dates are always uncomfortable Stayed up, I couldnt sleep last night Ill admit, Im a little dysfunctional Are you okay with the fact Im a little off track? To be honest, Ive been through relationships Ive never been in love, but I want this Ever since you walked away, I cant wait to taste your breath Sunset on my black parade, and I cant wait to see whats next When the clothes are off, and the phones are off And the lights are on, cause you turn me on Pick up, pick up your phone I know you just gave me your number but I wanna know Whats up with us because I got a feeling Tell me if its mutual Are you with anybody right now? Or could you step out and talk to me? Id text you, but its better to call Cause tomorrow therell be less that I have to delete Ever since you walked away, I cant wait to taste your breath Sunset on my black parade, and I cant wait to see whats next When the clothes are off, and the phones are off And the lights are on, cause you turn me on Cover my mouth with yours so theres nothing to say Even the silence that I have with you is okay Lets do it like its the first time, like its the first time Ever since you walked away, I cant wait to taste your breath Sunset on my black parade, and I cant wait to see whats next When the clothes are off, and the phones are off And the lights are on, cause you turn me on I, I cant wait to taste your I, And I cant wait to see your When the clothes are off, and the phones are off And the lights are on, cause you turn me on Ever since you walked away

All we have is right now All we have is right now Oh, oh, yeah, staring out into the unknown Voices in the wind telling me to come home But Im scared Scared that all this time Ive been gone Ill open up the door and my little daughter will be grown And Im cold, tell me why Im so cold? Probably cause a shoulder turns every night that Im on the road Probably why I cant smile every time that Im on the phone And why Im acting so wild every time that Im alone Save me! I suffocate myself beside the bed Tryna cut the circulation of these thoughts inside my head, like Do I hate me? Or do I hate them? Either way Ive held grudges since I was holding a pen My father had me think that my cousin was dead Just to hide me from the truth, how can I look at him again? But this is life, and in life we learning to live And when the past dies, this where it begins cause All we have is right now All we have is right now All we have is right now All we have is right now Question, what if tomorrow never comes? And everything you said today couldnt be undone? Cause all it takes is a bullet from one gun To take anothers moment away from them, one love I know See I was just an only child growing up Just frowns cause I never seen a smile growing up But you? You were a friend, always down growing up Give the word, knew you wouldve blown trial growing up Fuck! How could we let all this petty shit blind us? How the fuck did we let the devil find us? See, we were supposed to be best friends til the end, you promised Howd it take that fucking night to remind us? I only said I hated you cause youre the only one thats ever honest Man I said I was wrong, lets get beyond this But its crazy, cause I never thought my text apologising Would be the reason that you died driving Damn All we have is right now All we have is right now All we have is right now All we have is right now Oh, hey, and when the sky turns grey What you gonna do when your blues still stay? Tried living the dream, yeah, but you still wake Anything is possible though, cause rules still break Hey, said when the sky turns grey What you gonna do when your blues still stay? Anything is possible cause rules still break So, when your dream comes dont wake, yeah All we have is right now All we have is right now All we have is right now All we have is right now, ooh All we have is right now All we have is right now All we have is right now All we have is right now

Ay, red lights on in the Boulevard That means business Throw up in this bitch, I might Corny bitches make me sick I might throw up in this bitch, throw up in this bitch Gunna Made man like Joe Pesci I need Deniro or Ill Rob her I had to skate Wayne Gretzky Called an Uber helicopter Bought a pound from a rasta Bought the yayo from Miguel, though Award shelves need an Oscar They need my merchandise on Melrose David Bowie of my generation Kill the Moët bottle with no hesitation Came from public education Ramen noodles with the bacon I was working at Chipotle, I was finna have a baby Went from stealing out of Walmart to president of operations Dub was working at the steel shop Slim was working off of 1st block We still roll together every day Except we might be on a private plane Why would you ever come from nothing And not do whatever the fuck you wanted? They be asking why Im such a legend I took so much acid, I be forgetting Im a golden god, Im a golden god Im on the roof of the party Still almost famous, still all the way dangerous Still dirty Chuck Taylors, still hanging with gangstas The type to put the red beam on you, I aint talkin bout a laser We the golden squad, we the golden squad Double X, we the hardest Me, Dub-O, Mercy Marty Shouldve never got us started Motherfucker, Im retarded Do you know how Im regarded? King of underground, King of Cleveland town King of marijuana gardens I cant stop myself from coughing Four thousand dollar bong rip Custom made for the new house Cant believe I never had shit 2012 was a good year, 2017 too lit 20/20 vision, see the future Looks like the crown do fit I am king of this new shit, 7 rings and a pool stick 8 ball, and a suede robe – rockstars dont say no! This beat so flame, though; I forgot to say my name, though Bitch, Im G-U-double N-A, Gunna! Never like my mother, fighter, not a lover Man, Im wildin every summer I aint like my daddy, he religious Im with bitches burning rubber Im a desperado, whiskey bottles, .38 bang, bang, bang Models be on the same thang, thang EST, thats the gang, gang, gang Im a golden god, Im a golden god Im a golden god, Im a golden god Im a golden god, Im a golden god Im a golden god, Im a golden god Im on the roof of the party Bitch, I thought it was a drought Bitch, I thought you had the clout Im a golden god, Im a golden god Im on the roof of the party Still almost famous, still all the way dangerous Still all the way dangerous

Da, da, da, da I found a silver ring And put it on my finger I picked up my guitar And played it for the Reaper God was a girl, the devil wore a T-shirt Love is a game and they, were kissing in the bleachers I dont want to be without you but Im here, screaming by myself Im on the run Im on the run Im on the run To get back to you To get back to you I find a special ring And put it on her finger A voice said suddenly Youre never gonna keep her Please dont look behind us, thе past is trying to catch up Pressures from outside us, I got claustrophobia I dont want to bе without you but Im here, screaming by myself Im on the run Im on the run Im on the run To get back to you To get back to you God was a girl The devil wore a T-shirt Love is a game and they, were kissing in the bleachers God was a girl The devil wore a T-shirt Love is a game and they, were kissing in the bleachers Im on the run Im on the run Im on the run To get back to you To get back to you I dont want to be without you but Im here, screaming by myself Im on the run To get back to you To get back to you Lets go Yeah To get back to you Oh, to get back, to get back To get back to you No, no-no, no No, no-no, no No, no-no, no

Tryna figure out my dreams Cuz I dont really feel like dreaming anymore Tryna figure out my dreams Cuz I dont really feel like dreaming anymore I cant even lie I want the diamonds and gold Diamonds and gold, x16 Uh, stories of a Prima donna But when your broke that dream is common Where I’m from we don’t see designer, Where I’m from we just see dishonor Where I’m from I don’t see my momma That bitch left me like Halleys Comet Cant look in my daddys face The streets came in and took his place Sometimes I dont wanna wake up Cant see past my bitches make-up I heard that boy done sold his soul For the price of them diamonds and gold It’s hard to dream when you aint sleepin right My fuckin nostrils look like poltergeists  I miss going to rock at open mics hoping that I got noticed by labels and blow up over night Never happened but passion led me like Holy Christ Good intentions just Breaking Bad like I’m Walter White, I owe my life to my own advice follow your muthafuckin dreams until those visions come to life Till those diamonds glisten in the light,  Remember they wouldnt listen to us right? But I never had to sell my soul To earn my right to these diamonds and gold

Huh, huh, huh, huh Ayy I aint taking calls, I be going through shit I dont speak at all, I be going through shit Dont say nothin to me, I be going through shit Ive been through so much that what I took is not enough Ay, heres a story, bout the time that I smoked Everything in my inventory, for the glory And the fact my past is gory, the boy met world like Cory Real life, hit like Beckham, shitstorm looked like Maury The boy lost like Dory, only one way that Im performing Pour it up, pour it up Keep it coming, I need more of them Pour it up, pour it up Keep it coming til Im throwing up I dont even go in public, without feeling like I should be on a substance Im in my room like a recluse Look what the fuck you people made me do? I aint taking calls, I be going through shit I dont speak at all, I be going through shit Dont say nothin to me, I be going through shit Ive been through so much that what I took is not enough Okay, okay, wait, feel like Kevin Gates Kick that ahh right in the face Kick that shit like Johnny Cage Stick this dick in your rib cage Cleveland where the fuck I’m raised Spit that shit that make you rage I did acid everyday I aint never been the same Who the fuck, who the fuck stupid enough to think they can do something to us? Tell me Who the fuck, who the fuck, crazy enough to think they can light stadiums up like I just wanna know why every time I drop an album they be sleeping and Im waking them up like Who the fuck, who fuck dont respect? You better be paying it up I aint taking calls, I be going through shit I dont speak at all, I be going through shit Dont say nothin to me, I be going through shit Ive been through so much that what I took is not enough I aint taking calls, I be going through shit I dont speak at all, I be going through shit Dont say nothin, to me I be going through shit Ive been through so much that what I took is not enough Going through shit Going through shit

Hey yo Aint nobody left for us man, shit Last one standing Lace up! Black Flag! Bad Boy, bitch! Hey yo, its lonely at the top Hey yo Kells, hey yo Kells are you ready? Hey yo Kells, get these motherfuckers Ahh! All of yall better wake up now Everyones a little late right now Keep it real, Im a little hot How the fuck you gonna hate right now? Remember my first single? Chyea well its doing great right now Took a five hundred thou out the gate Straight to the bank right now Shit gets wicked in my city so I got a semi in a race right now Everybody fuckin with me and if you aint then you outta place right now Everybody aint real, everybody cant be us Everybody stay losin, that makes us champions I take that title, til they wave like tidal Introducin me to Billie Jean, shit Ill take that Michael Tryin bring the paper in, my paper thin like that Bible That is how you win, stackin Benjamins til its big as the Eiffel Uh We are the champions my friends And well keep on fighting till the end We are the champions We are the champions No time for losers Cause we are the champions of the world I came straight from sellin nickel bags Out my baby mama pad just to get a meal Straight from puttin Similac in a Walmart bag tryin make a steal Straight from burnin 1 thousand CDs with my name on it Opposite of what the game wanted, muhfucka we just tryin get a mill Now the Shaker grad boy signed to the Bad Boy But I aint gettin cheesecake, no this aint Making of the Band homeboy What is that my bitch? God damn she Colombian homeboy? Ever since I got some bands homeboy, haters tryin be my friends homeboy Pull up in that tour bus everybody know whats going on in there Backroom lotta panties droppin, lotta pretty bitches, pretty long hair Ima talk my shit, bitch I came into the game as rookie of the year Blake Griffin, Kyrie, Amare Stoudemire Yeah and still couple people gotta problem with me at hater magazine I mean Fader magazine, tell the journalist to suck whats in my saggin jeans Choke muhfucka, choke, none of my fans opened up your fuckin magazine Lucky I dont have Jermaine come up in your office and load up a fuckin magazine Charlemagne dont like me, whats his name wont fight me Im a hype individual, God damn it, hypebeats hype me Maybe cause I wasnt a good kid in a mad city like Kendrick I was just a little bad motherfucker beggin landlords to be tenant Beggin everyone to give my song a listen, tryin get up out a shitty job position Tryin get a 24 karat gold toilet, cause I never had a pot to piss in But its ok Im still maintaining No, no, no No fuck that, fuck maintaining Im tired of being humble It time to let these industry muhfuckas know, man I wake up and I see four MTV awards on my dresser that I got this year Im rollin up Js as long as my fucking shoe on a gold plaque Lace the fuck up! Champions! Bad Boy! Lace Up! Black Flag! Never, never, never give up We see you at the top, baby We will be waiting there with a ice cold glass of lemonade and Cîroc And a couple of bad bitches to massage your feet, cause thats how we do If you make it, youre welcome Champions Get down or lay down

Honourable Court Alright Why the fuck do I gotta remind everybody When the time is finally mine Ive been killing rhymes for last ten years Anybody interfere be clear, Im here like I don’t wanna have to be the one up in the office That’s slapping the bloggers like Straight Outta Compton Baseball bats like a LA Dodger I aint finna play this year Gotta upgrade this year Get a payday and a AK for the nay says In the race, like I feel a Tay-K this year Got a big day this year I aint even the type to do it but Imma get a big chain this year Just so everybody all the way in the back can see me whenever I get on the big stage this year Go look at the speed on the dash and put it on the track If you think Im speaking too fast Im about to turn everything up until the speakers collapse And make her ass ji-ji-jiggle like its Khloé Kardash I brought a beaker of hash For everybody here that need to relax And if it’s beef Im repeatin the past Loose lips, get blood, like a bitch on a rag I got drip like a leak in a bath, aye Ive been on ten since ten Solo like Kylo Ren Tokyo drift up that van Pablo turned killa like Cam Eating penne, pink sauce like Gotti Young king on the throne like Joffrey If I aint top ten, no convo Ay, bitch, its Hotel Diablo Shit

And that was a dark depressing time for him, you know He did had one visit with his mother I think During the time that he lived with me and she brought Him a huge box fill with gifts you know clothes and all Kinds of little goodies and stuff and it sat in the corner Untouched, literally for months hed never opened anything just Left the box there Whats going on in your mind when someone you havent seen since you were nine is out at your door step right now? Rewind, remember that one time when Marco showed up at the front door And we found out he escaped from a psych ward and stole grandmas car? Ah, rest her soul I know thats off topic, but I miss her soul So ironic that she was blind but told me Im handsome I was Every time that I walked in the door Cant lie and say it was easy being 14 on February 14th Watching a body die in my arms Then have to go to a school that I hated When my grade indicate that I dont give a fuck whats going on A couple hours later on And not to mention that one bitch that I loved By the way, I call her bitch because she was Wanted me to catch another man fucking her Invited me over, told me to come into the front Come upstairs and say whats up And there she was, little slut I was broken hearted, shouldve broke that bitchs jaw Just for playin me like a chump But instead went to the garage, grabbed one Of her brothers rifles, went outside And shot that other mothafuckas truck up I guess thats what lead me to cuffs Becomin common in my life like funerals was Daddys less common now, he gave up After he heard the judge pin a fucking felony on his son Funny enough, me and Aunt Barbara even closer Start to feel some weight lift off her shoulder Till it piled back on when a radiologist told her That she had breast cancer and might not live much longer Fast forward, the woman that I call my mother isnt my mother Or even blood but thats how much I love her And Im feeling awkward cause the doorbells from the person that I call HER Maybe I aint ready for it... Shit, what should I wear? Fuck that, I aint going down there I waited over a decade for closure Why should I receive it if it might not be something I want to hear In the mirror is a empty reflection And in my head are questions I want to ask like, Where the fuck did you go? Why did you turn my birthdays to the worst days every year that you didnt show? And if you must know, I didnt turn out to be much else Than a drunk who fell face first to a pile of hell Took four snuffs of the devils dust Ended up with my manager helping me cause I couldnt take a piss by myself But I did get a record deal And all my records got that making of a legend feel And I did have a daughter who I promised that the way that way you made me felt Is a way she will never feel Slip a Benadryl in my cup Ech, fuck it, Im sickening up Pit of my stomach clenching, all my muscles stiffening up I aint been this nervous since I got jumped Flick the tip of my J over a surface covered with ashes and junk Took a pull and sat it down, put on both of my Chucks Reach for the door but my hands sweaty, Im anxious as fuck Couldnt even hit the stairs without remembering how many years I was there waiting to see your car pull up Now you saying shes right there? Man you saying shes right there? You telling me, if I open up this door right here That shell been standing right there? And after all these years, am I wrong for having this fear Of meeting the reflection that was missing in the mirror? Open up the door and then I see her Opens door

Im off of the Earth On a ride, alone Yeah, lift off like Virgin Galactic My Richard’s too Branson to fuck with you bastards Very legendary, that’s some matter-of-fact shit Youre the opposite of stars like rats spelled backwards I flow poems out to Saturn and past it Easy as a standard anti-gravity backflip Satellite tracking can’t map out my tactics I spit the same shit they split an atom in half with No, it’s not what I want but it had to be I spent six months just recharging my battery Imagine me quitting, what a travesty thatd be You space shuttle Challengers are nothing but tragedies So take care on the path that you’re headed Im the father to your style, don’t you ever forget it I don’t drop mics, only let it smoke where I set it And I don’t play, even when they press it, get it? Im off of the Earth On a ride, alone Im drifting away Out of time, afloat Away from the truth Away from the night, away from the day Im off of the Earth On a ride, alone I mustve went to space and got sent back But I’m still intact, in fact, take a picture of me You can see that I’m a star with your lens cracked, Supernova In Caesar’s Palace, stuntin on my opponents Cause historyll show we done been to war like Romans Did that dance with the devil, Hell hot as a kettle So it’s no wonder why I put this ice on all of my metal And wear that shit like a medal, used to think I was a joker No Jared Leto when I said I’d get us out the ghetto Slam my foot on the pedal Book a studio when I couldn’t afford instrumentals, fuck it, record a cappella Flyin coach, dreaming Coachella until they banned me Now they like Bambis mother - dead I’m on to these Grammys I’m rollin these grams gladly, purple and green like Daphne Shades on like Velma, hair long like Shaggy Crushin Addys in my water, got my voice raspy Haven’t slept since California and that shit was last week Paranoid when I sleep, but when I’m high, I’m happy That’s why I need to kiss the sky when I get stuck in the valley Lift off Im off of the Earth On a ride, alone Im drifting away Out of time, afloat Away from the truth Away from the night, away from the day Im off of the Earth On a ride, alone

Uh, from the bottom of the ash I rose Yeah, to the top I go Where Im from its cold But I dont need this coat Keep my sleeves rolled Got my citys area code on my shoulder 216 forever in my soul Swear to God every single night its gets colder No heat so we all around that stove Like fuck this broke shit, petty ass hustlin Couldnt even sell one zone Slim still workin at the store and the only time we ever get to eat is when he brings something home Everydays dark here Prayin for a rainbow to lead us to that pot of gold And exchange those nights on a concrete floor For a bottle of Rose to pop that bitch off like we suppose to Never gave a fuck if we went gold I just wanna be able to say that I made it Cause real EST mufuckas dont fold Real EST mufuckas dont break up, real family grows old Real EST mufuckers representin for the city where they came even when they gone And fuck this throne, aint no kings No pretty princess, aint no queen No fairy tale endings on the eastside Just these broken homes and those screams Broken bones underneath these jeans Broken bricks cover up my streets Fiends outside trying to get they fix While my first born in here trying to get sleep Muthafuck this rap shit Try buryin your boy six feet, let me show you bout real Try telling me that you cant make it up out the city 26 dollars to multi-mills Face inside of the XXL Then try coming back to the eastside still Well bitch I did, and its still the kid Labeled a Bad Boy before this deal What up Slim, Dub, Xplo, Dre, Swirv, Ash, my boy BK And everybody from the beginning that bled with me knowing I would be here one day So as I roll through all the hoods that raised me Lookin at the house of pain Ima runaway from the ones that pay me Hopin Ill stay the same Cant you save me? Cant you save me? Cant you save me? Cant you save me?

Hold up Me and my dawgs so day one You would think we didnt, grow up Cause all they say The good die young, all the good dont last So what? I brought a record deal to the middle of the map And I still, aint blow up Fuck fame, we dont need no one, me and my team pour up All day roll up, celebratin every day we dont spend poorer Hesitation never get a closed mouth fed Hesitation never booked a ten day tour, but I did, I did And that was as a motherfucking kid, in the hood I was a young Brad Pitt Cause I was that shit, and thats when I was hopping on the 19, grinding, plotting on this, so I need that pronto Dreaming of the view on the top floor, three million views on a talk show Now Im finna tell the world who I talk for, this is for the ones Riding around, smoking that dope Riding around, smoking that dope This is for the ones High cause the flow so dope High cause the flow so dope If you been a real motherfucker your whole life Live the hard-knock life and you cant pay bills, shit, thats all right I feel that But if youre gonna chill motherfucker, dont hold back, smoke up And we can live a little bit, cause we aint worried about shit We aint worried about shit You aint living this life though You aint living my life You cant do it You aint living this life though You aint living my life Ive been through it You aint living this life though You aint living this life You cant do it You aint living my life though You aint living my life Ive been through it Let me talk I remember you when you were just a teen Battle rapping on 116th Take the rapid to the square, I meet B Posted in the trap with the shrimp for weeks I love you C-L-E, thats why Im trying to take us to the T-O-P Im sick of seeing suckas busy, always trying to leech, lucky I aint never charged a hundred fifty for a feat, cause Everybody want some Seen me on the television once, think Im balling but really I aint got none Why you think I never changed? Yall dont get it Tell me, how would you feel? If you went back home and the loves all gone cause you always kept it too real Tell them bum motherfuckers go and get it on your own This is for the ones who stuck with your boy like glue One time for the crew, the ones whod never leave me for the loot, the ones who, if I need, gon shoot This is for the ones who smoking that dope Riding around, smoking that dope This is for the ones High cause the flow so dope High cause the flow so dope Kells If you been a real motherfucker your whole life Live the hard-knock life and you cant pay bills, shit, thats all right I feel that But if youre gonna chill motherfucker, dont hold back, smoke up And we can live a little bit, cause we aint worried about shit We aint worried about shit You aint living this life though You aint living my life You cant do it You aint living this life though You aint living my life Ive been through it You aint living this life though You aint living this life You cant do it You aint living my life though You aint living my life Ive been through it man speaking on intercom Ladies and Gentlemen, Mr. Machine Gun Kelly audience applauding Ha ha, ow Aint nobody love me as a broke motherfucker When I was a youngin from the O, motherfucker See me on the come up, never spoke, motherfucker Tell me how you figure that I owe motherfuckers Now I think about them, man I own motherfuckers I be charging twenty just to host motherfuckers I was just with beep in the Ghost, motherfuckers Yall need to worry about your car notes, motherfuckers Aye, can I live? Maybe I could if everybody put one foot in my kicks And realize I own this shit Give me one good spliff, to the face Put the city on my back like capes Super OG in the papes, realEST motherfucker in the race Young Kells, put the name to the face Uh

These thoughts in my head take control But when Im down, I beg for more Yeah, I beg for more, yeah And Ive been thinkin bout you all night I dont wanna fight All these other random girls wanna kill my vibe Yeah, what a waste of time So what? Im broken And my heart is frozen All my words are chokin Im so over life So what? Im broken Knew this love was poison All these wounds are open Im so down tonight Im so down tonight Exhausted, its toxic You took a line and crossed it Dont miss me, youre busy It sucks that youre so pretty Walk out my door and youre drivin away PTSD leavin me in my grave So what? Im broken And my heart is frozen All my words are chokin Im so over life So what? Im broken Knew this love was poison All these wounds are open Im so down tonight Im so down tonight She said its all my fault, its all my— She said its all my fault, its all my— She said its all my fault, its all my— She said its all my fault, its all my— So what? Im broken And my heart is frozen All my words are chokin Im so over life So what? Im broken Knew this love was poison All these wounds are open Im so down tonight Im so down tonight Haha, sick

I thought about Giving up everything I own and then moving out Im a prisoner in this home I keep my curtains shut, sabotage everything I love For a temporary feeling that only left me numb, damn Some days, Im a kamikaze Theres no way you can fucking stop me I cant look back when the memories look like that I took the blade out of my pocket, cut the strings that were attached Im bad, and they say they that the good die last My hesitation is the enemy, I guess this is the end of me God damn, I just got some bad news I lost some more friends, got their names tattooed I take my .45, point it right at you Cause you cant take nothing away from me, I got nothing to lose Some days, Im a kamikaze Theres no way you can fucking stop me I cant look back when the memories look like that I took the blade out of my pocket, cut the strings that were attached Im bad, and they say that the good die last My hesitation is the enemy, I guess this is the end of me Hesitation is the enemy, I guess this is the end of me Hesitation is the enemy, I guess this is the end of me

Help, I have done it again I have been here many times before Hurt myself again today And the worst part is there’s no one else to blame Be my friend, hold me Wrap me up, unfold me I am small, and needy Warm me up and breathe me Uh, its just me against the world Lost my mistress and my girl All they wanted was whats in my safe And all I wanted was just to be great Contemplate, real or fake, all these people in my face Wasnt ready for the fame, I flipped my shit and caught a case, Looking at my fans like I cant ball without a base They understand, ride till the end Now bow our heads and let us pray, Amen And after all these years of crime and malice I look down and see Im cold and calloused And while our sins are to fifthly to bear We have to wash them down, now grab your chalice And toast to those who always raised their glasses When most never chose to go against the masses So if you ride or die let me see them Ls And Ill take you to a place where we can be ourselves Look, Hollywood is not my type of party Nah, look what happened to Chris Farley Rest in peace him and Christopher Wallace, mo money, mo problems And less people then when you started, shit And you wonder why I dont drink coffee I dont wanna wake up to these problems of a boss like John Gotti Id rather be Che Guevara mixed with a little bit of Marcus Garvey In hopes of a revolution as results of my anarchy But I’m hardly ever home so I guess Ill be quick Everybody wanna have their two cents: take it, here, I dont owe yall shit Smoke a zip, change my clothes and give my five-year-old a kiss Family mad at my success, dont they say hate is where home is? Damn So its just me against the world Lost my mistress and my girl All they wanted was whats in my safe When all I wanted was just to be great, Kells But greatness is in the eye of the beholder, so it starts with you. Believe in your own abilities the way you have believed in mine Its time, put em up Lets toast to those who always raised their glasses When most never chose to go against the masses Now I know you ride or die, so let me see them Ls And be proud you are not afraid to be yourself If they want me come and get me, unload this clip till its empty And I aint startled motherfucker Do what ever I must to protect my brother Respect no other, put no man above each other This is what you live out when you trying to make it out the gutter This is how you show that precious little baby girl you love her This is how you step up as a man and get that bread and butter But get by, all we do is get by Ironic how were lower class but always seem to get high And the chronic seller is the man cause he got the supply Get it? Demand and supply, make that spinach, get that Popeye Sleep with one eye open, door closed Bitch next to me, no clothes Make songs feel like photos, I am hip-hop’s Andy Warhol Yeah, so if they want me come and get me, and Ill unload this clip till its empty

Hey, hey! MGK Bitch! MGK Bitch! Yuhhh Lil Jon, Lil Jon I need to see the motherfucking Ls in the air! Ok, where the strong at? Right there, put me on that Hit it once and youre jumping like Mortal Kombat Smoking all the green they be looking like where the lawn at? And you know Im gonna raise till I face up Fuck check-out time, we dont wake up Damn them EST boys done came up Dirty-ass Chucks and a bad bitch, lace up Lace up Lace up Lace up Lace up Ok , where the strong at? Right there , put me on that Hit it once and youre jumping like Mortal Kombat Smoking all the green they be looking like where the lawn at? And you know Im gonna raise till I face up Fuck check-out time, we dont wake up Damn them EST boys done came up Dirty-ass Chucks and a bad bitch, lace up Where my Eastside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Where my Westside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Where my Northside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Southside muthafuckers? Laced Up! My Eastside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Westside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Northside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Southside muthafuckers? Laced Up! All I know, all I know I am from the city where the grass dont grow I am from the city in the middle of the map Where half these muthafuckers that rap dont go All I know, all I know If I throw this cash then her ass get slow But I am from the city where the cash dont blow So I came up for myself and smash that ho Smash that ho, smash that ho Treat her like a Bop It and I pass that ho And I aint saying nothing that my fans dont know Im an EST boy till the casket close Six foot deep, six foot three Eight mofuckers in the SUV Eight new states in a seven day week Whole world laced up like some brand new sneaks, yeah And they know Im gonna raise till Im face up Fuck check-out time, we dont wake up Damn these EST boys done came up Dirty-ass Chucks and a bad bitch, lace up Where my Eastside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Where my Westside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Where my Northside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Southside muthafuckers? Laced Up! My Eastside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Westside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Northside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Southside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Run through the motherfucking club, pushing Moving bitches out the fucking way, mush em Wave my drink in the motherfucking air, fuck it City and my muthafucking hood, I rep it Bitches getting out of fucking line, check em Right in the muthafucking nuts, sock em Drank too much muthafucking liquor, Im fucked up Ls in the muthafucking air, we laced up We laced up, we laced up, we laced up We laced up We laced up, we laced up Where my Eastside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Where my Westside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Where my Northside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Southside muthafuckers? Laced Up! My Eastside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Westside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Northside muthafuckers? Laced Up! Southside muthafuckers? Laced Up!

Come and find yourself Come and find yourself Dont you realize that youre the problem? This is the reason I cant sleep at night Hey Why does it happen to me? Where are you going? Welcome to Hotel Diablo Come and find yourself

If you rowdy, say you rowdy If you rowdy, say you rowdy If you rowdy, say you rowdy If you rowdy, say you rowdy Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy If you rowdy, say you rowdy Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy If you rowdy , say you rowdy Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy If you rowdy , say you rowdy Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy Catfish Billy Comin straight out of Alabama Yeah, that side of town with the bootleggin to minors, hammers Flip flop on the paint job like your mamas sandals Prepared, got my clique, homie, Im cockin hammers You pop out my lane, doggie, I drive a van and slam into your Phantom Take a can of paint and vandalize your camper L-A-M to the E, fuck the police Bangin inside the Chevy Caprice N.W.A, Im from the trap Not from a little house on the prairie, yeah Mama used to whoop that backside, I took that Bible belt Ever since then, its been, Yes maam, and, Mama, how can I help? Take a bucket to the well Bringin water to the house Get your ass off of the couch Bitch, I grew up in the South PBJ and paper towels Mama never did get child support for the boy, but I was never let down She was choppin up the pounds, so I learned how to double up on an ounce Fuckin kids these days Yall got some lip these days Poppin Xannies and rappin, go to your crib and play Put that back in your fanny pack, we dont pistol wave So dont get mad if you get hit when that shit ricochets No need to be macho , I put on a rock show You may see some albino gorillas from the Congo You may see some black folks from the projects flexin all gold Disrespect the culture, motherfucker, then we all go Jump in that Slumerican moshpit and bury that nonsense Take a shot of Creek Water and get with the chaotic order of my clique Whether Im droppin a pop hit or mobbin with Three Six I got my city on my back, a crown for a hat Im a king where I sit, Im bout it If you rowdy, say you rowdy Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy If you rowdy, say you rowdy Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy If you rowdy , say you rowdy Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy If you rowdy , say you rowdy Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy I bought a 53 Pontiac and then I got a guitar to match it Everythin manual except for the semi-automatic, hah Pull up in traffic, my passengers look like a beauty pageant Pupils is bigger than tennis rackets Went from Oodles of Noodles to Cobb salads Now Im mob status, uh Fuck fame, what you sayin? These aint games Dont be playin with my motherfuckin name, ho Top Gun, never run Bitch, Im maverick on the bike, magic with the pipe Fuck her, make her cum She want a star Im a rock and roller but my jewelry alone is a supernova Got these glasses on me like Im in the solar Aint nobody colder, call that bipolar Tell them, Bye, bitches, I aint Casanova Im a rollin stone, gotta meet a quota Drank the bar until all that they had was soda Bout it, bout it like Im from the Nolia Im a motherfuckin soldier Always rollin up the doja Maintain composure Nickname King Cobra Came from workin at the store but These brown bags not Krogers The green leaves not clovers Lucky Charms with the Folgers Hold up, wake, bake, get my life straight Ridin by the lake, double Xs on my license plate big bass, so they know Im in the place So if they wanna hate, say it to my face then If you rowdy, say you rowdy Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy If you rowdy, say you rowdy Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy If you rowdy , say you rowdy Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy If you rowdy , say you rowdy Im from a city that is rowdy, rowdy

YEEEAH~! Machine Gun Yeah! Jeezy I dont gang bang, ho I just gang bang these hoes And I keep like eight Js rolled then I face em after my shows And I got your main thing bro on my dang-a-lang where she swang and hang like an orangutan But you dont really wanna follow me cuz every one of my boys bang-a-rang Cocaine , cocaine , my skin white like cocaine Marked up like them old trains but I keep it hood with this lo mein Propane, propane, spark that shit like propane On the Eastside is my domain and I kick more shit than Liu Kang Hold on, shut up, who remembers my come up? Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach? Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? Cuz I dont remember them bitches but them hoes remember me Hold about two phones, I dont call shit , Wild boy cuz I start shit Rager cuz I mosh pit and this a stands for anarchist My heart is Antarctic, burn one and get car sick Floating like a carpet bitch Im higher than the starship Tatted up so I cant work, you would think I got paid first Beat that pussy out the frame, you would think that bitch gave birth All these sins, you would think that I hate church Said Thou shalt not steal, but fuck that, Ill take her Hold on, shut up, who remembers my come up? Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach? Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? Cuz I dont remember them bitches but them hoes remember me Now hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up Hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up Yeah, who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? Cuz I dont remember them bitches but them hoes remember me Chea, its the world, look I don’t remember these hoes, I don’t remember these niggas Fuck niggas, bitches too, all I see is these figures I got Versace on, that Versace lights I ain’t seeing these niggas Chances is, chances are, I raised three outta three of these niggas Look, all bark, no bite All rap, no white But she wants her friends, to get with my friends, so we can be friends, well alright Machine gun, we got one, machine gun I got one See me, I’m a real nigga, probably mad at me cause he not one Straight choppin’ music, no bite Eighteen dwarf niggas, Snow White You can bet a nigga, if I said it nigga, ten out of ten, it’s no white Tell me what’s not to love, why hate? Want a real answer nigga, and I’ll wait Treat my ‘rari like I’m in a roller derby Put the shoes on and I skate Say you don’t like me, nigga, you know me, nigga? See a sound of me, that’s hate Say you wanna rap about it, wanna talk about it, and ain’t live the shit, that’s fake Say it’s coming back and this locking up sound like to me, that’s flake Say you don’t rock with me, you don’t fuck with me Stay the fuck around me, that’s great Hold up Hold on, shut up, who remembers my come up? Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach? Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? Cuz I dont remember them bitches but them hoes remember me Now hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up Hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up Yeah, who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? Cuz I dont remember them bitches but them hoes remember me Hold on, shut up, who remembers my come up? Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach? Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? Cuz I dont remember them bitches but them hoes remember me Now hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up Hold on, shut up, hold on, shut up Yeah, who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G? Cuz I dont remember them bitches but them hoes remember me Now hold on

Everybody know I, do it Yall thought he was gone right? Yall thought it was over Let me tell yall something though When he say EST for life He mean that shit Its the return of the underdog The voice of the people And hes still 100 words and running So yall better lace the fuck up Kells Straight from the mother fuckin jungle Fought with lions, tigers, and bears Now Im ready to rumble Yeah the good guy never wins Ill be humble Whole city on my back And I aint gon stumble My hearts blacker than Ethiopian skin tone Mama shoulda cut her fallopians Knowing I was gonna be a problem when I get this ink on Is Kells here? Man please I been gone And Im never turnin back again Cuz a block wanna trap you in I done lost too many friends to the streets out here Too soon to not know whats happenin Call a taxi in Get a book read the facts again Aint shit about us fancy man Welcome to the east town We happy in And Imma put this mother fucker on the map again Heroes are remembered Legends never die I aint dyin any time soon What am I? The hometown hero Goddamn it with a legendary flow And a name thats forever mine Kells, cant nobody fuck with me Im on another level Aint nobody off of me Propellers and feathers couldnt get you onto level and thats called company Everybody Im good Yeah and when I step into the building Everybody put they motherfuckin hands up Yeah and when I come into the spot All the real mother fuckers gonna stand up Kells Who gon stop me Who gon stop me Underdog of the year Call me rocky Underdog of the year Call me rocky? Dont act like you aint copy Bitch Im hot shit You cant knock me This rock bottom Who gon top me EST be the team that got me Who gon stop me You gon stop me? Everybody get the fuck out Show me a rapper that you think is iller than me I bet I pull their fuckin tongue out Nowadays everybody be thinkin they ballin I came around and home runned on these players from the duggout Yeah bitch what now Hat to the side Bags underneath my eyes Got me lookin like Im strung out Cant even get outta bed Without a pair of original chucks laced up Then we lookin to run out Look at who I brung out Every show and every single city I step into All the greatest people come out Every single stage Im on Imma dumb out Yelling EST untill I blow a lung out And thats why I love my fans I swear my fans are my fam Took it from the bottom And we never goin back again Lace Up Clevelands on the map again Kells Yeah and when I step into the building Everybody put they motherfuckin hands up Yeah and when I come into the spot All the real mother fuckers gonna stand up Kells Who gon stop me Who gon stop me Underdog of the year Call me rocky Underdog of the year Call me rocky? Dont act like you aint copy Bitch Im hot shit You cant knock me This rock bottom Who gon top me EST be the team that got me Who gon stop me You gon stop me? Lace Up

Early morning cutting corners Rolling up this marijuana Stole it straight from California homie what do you got on it? My cup holder filled with Tropicana Couple grams of Aunt Jemima In my hand like candid camera Vibing to that Country Grammar Pulling up to Grandmas  I smell bacon, eggs thats scrambled Hoppin out then ol boy ran up My dog grabbed the mc hammer blammer blammer Make him dance And watch him run up out their sandals,  But fuck all that, wheres my sandwich Lets blaze up and change the channels Look on TV and I see me With that Chief Wahoo on my beanie Wild Boy video on repeat Only white boy on BET EZ Widers + hydroponics Roll one tall as Spike Lee You aint never seen a muthafucka do it like me Kells Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops Came from the bottom now I get high at the top Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops Came from the bottom now I get high at the top Rolling out, smoking up Cleveland boys don’t give a fuck 1800 fill my cup Being sober sucks Ima spend a hundred bucks on a Oz Gotta call Big Chuck he the OG And get a zone for the low cause I’m lil bro Everybody on the Eastside know me Westside get it cracking and the fact of the matter is  Whether I’m standing on Denison Ave or Im in the Valley I’m bringing a Grammy back to the city this is the anthem Have P. Diddy on St. Clair dancing Kells Used to ride the RTA $1.50 every meter Food wasn’t guaranteed I stole my meals out of Arabica Speakers blasting my own shit Bow tie on the jet on my grown shit Court side at the game with the owner And sell the same arena out when I’m homesick God damn Im a fool Couple hundred diamonds in the tooth Couple hundred bitches in the pool And out of a couple hundred rappers I am the truth Thats why I get a couple hundred when I’m in the booth Still I keep that Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops Came from the bottom now I get high at the top Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops Came from the bottom now I get high at the top I come straight from the bottom No hot water for showers Stole a jacket from Target Gotta go to court in two hours I’m at Dubs house on Way St., Swooped up Slim off of Harvard Drove down Dove to see Casie Lets take it back where we started When I had that Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops Came from the bottom now I get high at the top Oz. in my pocket, ducking the cops Came from the bottom now I get high at the top

Hey Who the fuck are you To tell me what to do? Cause I am not your bitch, shit At least Make it look good while youre lying to me Goddammit, Im trying to find inner peace But its World War 3 Go ahead and criticize my life you know so much about I will not minimize the fact that you counted me out Told all the bad news, and left all the good shit out Fuck At least Make it look good while youre lying to me Goddammit, Im trying to find inner peace But its World War

Almost, to the top Almost famous, shit yall know Hesitation, don’t get none Still I’ll go to the basement, put Vice City in the PlayStation Get away from stress, keep Js rotatin Dab rings and a bad bitch naked, I just wanna live See that’s what the fuck I’m talkin about right there Yeah yeah, I just wanna live Let me smoke my weed in public, eat this In-N-Out burger Can I, live? Sleep in til mothafuckin noon and fuck my bitch You know what I’m saying? That’s my perfect world right there Back to it What if I don’t wanna work? For a boss I don’t get along with Name tag on a shirt I’d rather be at home doing bong rips But I’m just being real A lil irresponsible but I don’t really give a fuck how you feel Cause this ain’t your life This is all my shit, my shit Don’t worry about where I’m at, who I’m wit Commenting on the words that come from my lips Bitch, please excuse my wrist While I whip, whip, whip, whip The car they said I couldn’t get With the all black leather on, looking like the Matrix I am the one light 2 joints, 35 millimeter life viewpoint Everything is like a movie nowadays Speaking of I did a movie the other day, ay! I just, I just, I just wanna know am I being modest? Asking 50k a show, or do I need mo’? For all of the years it was slow For every show where no one would’ve showed For driving 12 hours to perform in the cold Getting to the do’ and being told no Bitch I want all that back times ten Say it again, bitch I want all that back times ten Bitch, I want all that back times ten One more ‘gain, bitch I want all that back times ten So, pay up!

Could you check my pulse for me to see if Im alive? Cause every time that I am near you is the only time I feel alright If there were any way I could think to turn back time Id stay here with you Sometimes I sit and wonder, sometimes I feel like letting go All I know is no one should have to be alone I dont want to be alone I dont want to die alone I could fall apart here and now I dont want to die alone I want to be with you, you, you I only want to be with you, you, you Uh, uh, uh Tell me, whats the point of life, is it material? Had everything I could ever want and probably more When I lay in bed at night, all I do is think of you So when all this is gone, what do I have to come home to? This life goes by so fast, pretty soon, Ill grow old What would I have but some stories now that I have told? No one to share them with, and when its all done What am I left with? Tell me whats left! I dont want to be alone I dont want to die alone I could fall apart here and now I dont want to die alone Leave me? How the fuck you gonna leave me? When Im the one thats on TV with these girls screaming outside with my CD? And Im begging? Naw baby, youre the one that cant keep me Leave me? Girl, how the fuck you gonna leave me? Huh? You know I love you, when we fight and we argue I kiss and I hug you, you push me back, you say that Im trouble But every Bonnie got a Clyde with her Every woman needs somebody thats gon ride with her Yeah, and I cant go on staying alive if Im alone Pick up the phone and say hello, Id rather die with her Now my nights so cold, when your heart is frozen, mines exposed you know this Try to blame the fame for the way Ive changed and you know those claims are bogus Baby, its not me, its us, maybe now all we need is trust Maybe this Hennessey will solve our problems, baby, pick it up I dont want to be alone I dont want to die alone I could fall apart here and now I dont want to die alone I dont want to be alone I dont want to die alone I could fall apart here and now I dont want to die alone Could you check my pulse for me to see if Im alive?

I hope you choke on every lie you said to me I hope you move out of this city suddenly I hope you get everything you deserve Karmas a bitch, I heard I hope your new man gives you something that you cant get rid of I know youre missing all the things that you said you were sick of And now youll never come around me I know you wish youd never found me But now youre stuck inside a world that you hate I hope you choke on every liе you said to me I hope you move out of this city suddеnly I hope you get everything you deserve Karmas a bitch, I heard What goes around Comes around I hope you get everything you deserve Karmas a bitch, I heard I wrote down all of the things I miss And your names the first one on that list I crossed it off, XOXO Im over my ex Are you really, though? I hope you choke on every lie you said to me I hope you move out of this city suddenly I hope you get everything you deserve Karmas a bitch, I heard Hey, hey, hey Lets go What goes around Comes around I hope you get everything you deserve Karmas a bitch, I heard What goes around Comes around I hope you get everything you deserve Karmas a bitch, I heard

Uh, grilled cheese with no ham Lookin at my life like God damn I came from nothing no lie Bitch, now I want a piece of that pie thats why its All black tuxedos,  All black tuxedos No hand me downs no more its just all black tuxedos All black tuxedos All black tuxedos I came from nothing no lie Now its all black tuxedos Handshakes dont make friends boy, Laziness dont make rent boy, Shaker grad with no plans boy Single dad with no ends boy, Now I only fuck 10s boy, Lifes a movie no lens boy, Took it from the cement boy And I still kept it Cleveland boy I come straight from the bottom just to get high at the top I got all of the juice somebody grab me a mop Real recognize real, look me dead in the eyes Calamari and steak, no more burgers and fries Cliquot keep me pissy, all my ex-hoes miss me, Black Benz, that big body I call that bitch Missy Big bank take little bank, fuck what ya think You dont grind you don’t shine You dont grind you dont shine, Tezo All black tuxedos All my bitches wear speedos Mobbed up like Sonny Wackin all of you weasels And I’m riding dirty, 4 wheels Smoking something illegal, In the rear view is them people But it’s fuck the law we dont see em I like my weed real loud, champagne cold Ive been killin this shit since 17 years old Used to turn on the lights I saw nothing but roaches Now I turn on the lights I see Bentleys and Porsches, god damn Uh, grilled cheese with no ham, Lookin at my life like God damn Uh, I came from nothing no lie Bitch, now I want a piece of that pie thats why its All black tuxedos...

Lets bring some reality to it And the whole gangs in here Yeah, bitch Ok, EST for life 40 muthafuckin days, I hustled 40 nights I got 40 deep behind me, aint a muthafucker nice 40 Swishas, 40 bitches, went from mothafuckin rice Shut it down, EST we shut it down All them bitches know whats up, EST we run it now And if you think that Im lying, better go ask somebody Im just one out of a million, Laced Up tatted, riding shotty Ok, now all I know is this hustle If you aint riding then fuck you EST EST EST EST Ok I do it all for my city Throw it up if you with me And until I rest in peace Im screaming EST EST EST EST Ok ok, I see they hide when we come round Get the fuck down I am from the city where they {Bow} Love that gun sound I am from the city where they ride till the sun down Where they die by this tattoo, I rep mine, so whats up now? Its that reckless generation, EST my nation Muthafuck your time you taking, you know Cleveland my location Straight shots with no chasing, fuck em all in they faces They were sleeping on that shit I spit so I hock spit in their faces I cant take it, everybody better get in their places Me and all of mine are looking like gorillas, we fitted in all black, you would think we racist L-L-Light it up like its Vegas Sh-Sh-Shutting down all that fake shit And not a damn one of these haters show they faces They like Craigslist Dubo! (Must let it be known If you pulling up in my city, you better holla Daddy, Im home) Yeah, we hustle like no other No love for no sucker, 19-double-Xs forever Ok, now all I know is this hustle If you aint riding then fuck you EST EST EST EST Ok I do it all for my city Throw it up if you with me And until I rest in peace Im screaming EST EST EST EST These muthafuckas dont know what the fuck going on Its EST 4 Life, know what Im saying? We gon ride together, get high together, and best believe we gon die together I go by the name of DJ Xplosive, and Im staying for this shit Aye Kells, Dubo, Slim G fuck these hating ass niggas Either they ride with us, or they hide from us Let me know, put them Ls up, lace the fuck up!

Yo Yo Ok, wait, Pete, before we start, can you just give me some beep-boops, beep-boop-boop Beep-boop-boop, beep-boop-boop-boop, beep-boop-boop, boop Whats, whats your alien name? Roger, no, Im gonna be Kevin, dude I wanna be Kevin the alien Why was mine such a bad name? Mine was Barracuda Kevin and Barracuda, dude Im on, Im like, coming down off mushrooms by the way Oh, thats great I can hear this water running, hold on Is that water still on? Thats not me Oh, its not? Could you be both aliens? You want me to be both aliens? Just say, say You know what place blows? Earth I agree You know what place blows? Earth I agree, grab the sack, lets go to Mars Were such losers Thats why we gotta leave Earth, man Dont forget, bring the weed

Im facing problems everyday I can’t solve em everyday They want the truth everyday I’m being honest everyday I wake up everyday Smoke this blunt everyday Go to work everyday To make a buck everyday This one for the boy who grew up Trying to feed his family everyday This one for the girl who’s feeling lost Because shes trying to find a way This verse is for my  People on the grind Going to sleep at 2 Clocking in at 9 Trying to go to school Thats why you’re at the job Ask me what to do When you’re reaching for the stars Jump! Everybody scared of a little change Thats why I’m always looking out for the little things You should never be ashamed of a little fame Even Bill Gates back then had a little name I’m just saying Y’all know what its like when them lights go off in the condo Need a break from the bullshit pronto Spend your last check on a trip to Chicago And see your favorite band on the stage again In your favorite shirt that you made for them They play the song and you sang with them Because music heals the soul And that moments there so take it in Before you’re back in that place again In the uniform that you hate again Man this freedom for the world Im facing problems everyday I can’t solve em everyday They want the truth everyday I’m being honest everyday I wake up everyday Smoke this blunt everyday Go to work everyday To make a buck everyday This one for the boy who grew up Trying to feed his family everyday This one for the girl who’s feeling lost Because shes trying to find a way I can’t afford to go to jail Moms putting their houses up for bail Court stressed me out Thinking I need a better route But all these hoes laugh when I’m ashy And them boys rob if I’m flashy And them older folks see my tattoos in their offices and low class me Man I don’t know what I’m suppose to do My family is not the Huxtables I’m just trying to keep my life together Without breaking all the rules So I say like five prayers everyday Until my sins wear away Let that smoke in meditate And just chill Thinking about better days No more late night belly aches Use this food for thought everyday So i will This one for the boy who grew up Trying to feed his family everyday This one for the girl who’s feeling lost Because shes trying to find a way Im facing problems everyday I can’t solve em everyday They want the truth everyday I’m being honest everyday I wake up everyday Smoke this blunt everyday Go to work everyday To make a buck everyday Daddy, you said you was gonna FaceTime me

City of Cleveland man, its wild man You know a lot of dudes that get money and its violence You know what Im saying? Im part of that product I got 17 and half Ive been down for two Dont call me tase, my names paper chase, you can call me that Cause you know Im known to do my thang in the city of Cleveland Do a little homework on the hood you know what Im talkin about Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane Five Heart Beats left My homie off of Eddie Road He thinks he’s a damn chef Everybody schemed out Don’t nobody wanna work I was with him last week Now I got his name on my damn shirt, Everybody pourin’ liquor My partner out he beat a case Took a piss on the fed building Told them motherfuckers free Chase! Them boys in the rear view So now I’m going 25 If they catch my homie in the shot gun, ridin’ with a shot gun They gon’ give him twenty-five I’m tryna be responsible I know they heard I got a deal They shot the dice game up for five dollars What they fuck you think they doin’ for a couple mill? I gotta keep my eyes open But this weed got me feelin’ heavy Just like the pistol in my pants Hate to have it but these mufuckas petty All my mufuckas ready I be rollin’ presidential like Teddy I might hit the strip club and break a fuckin’ levy In honor of every hustler that’s locked up in a celly Fuck it, I might buy the Q Arena for a week and sell it out Fuck it, I might buy a kilo for the hood and fix the drought Fuck it, I’ma hold the city on my back when y’all don’t Come to Cleveland I can get you what you want Rappers arent doin’ shows Man half them mufuckas hoes If you got a problem call me In the land I am big bro Young man, but I’m standin’ at 6’4” And SixFo, that’s my man from the east coast Midwest muthafuckas known to hold dope 85 state side, ATL knows It’s clucks at the bus stop Our billboards got mugshots Top ten most wanted And streets where them houses look haunted, I told my youngin, “you can make it if you want it” He looked at me and asked if I saw it coming I told him that all them summers I was in the basement I knew I was gonna make it and you couldn’t tell me nothing

Stay away from me, away from me And Ill stay away from you Stay away from me, away from me And Ill stay away from you I went through Hell and back With both your hands wrapped around my neck I walked through the flames and Just my luck, I was soaked in gasoline And people like to change with the seasons And they dont give me nothin to believe in Cleaning up is such a dirty business Now youre just like all the other bitches Stay away from me, away from me And Ill stay away from you Stay away from me, away from me And Ill stay away from you And if I see your ass in public I swear to God that its on sight So stay away from me, away from me And Ill stay away from you Damn, cause I cant help but want you more The less that you want me Yeah, but when Im gone on tour It seems like thats when you want me I tell myself, I tell myself dont tell her nothin Now, I cant help myself, Im in Hell myself Look where you left me Cause I cant help but want you more the less that you want me Cause when Im gone on tour, it seems like thats when you want me I tell myself, I tell myself dont tell her nothing Cause I fuck up when Im fucked up, and Im not sorry Stay away from me, away from me And Ill stay away from you Stay away from me, away from me And Ill stay away from you And if I see your ass in public I swear to God that its on sight So stay away from me, away from me And Ill stay away from you

Yah! Young rich nigga Migos in the building Young rich nigga shit, man Fuck wrong with these niggas, man? Go! Yo bitch wanna fuck the squad Cause she see exotic cars Them niggas hating on your boy Bow, bow, gruow, gruow We got body parts Young rich nigga tryna see a milli I got niggas thatll get you for a meal ticket I know niggas that remix, re-rock the whole chicken I feel like the president, Richard Nixon Gotta watch for them snake niggas plotting Young rich nigga Im walking around with the rocket I aint seen you in two years so how I fuck with you? I aint even gon touch you Ima let my mans get you I pull up and pop in the trunk and it looking like hopscotch, big blocks Remember me hitting the juugs and licks, and ducking and dodging the cops I feel like 2Pac, its me against the world and I cant be stopped Just me in the drop, came from holes in my sock, and now I got guap Yo bitch wanna fuck the squad Cause she see exotic cars Them niggas hating on your boy Bow, bow, gruow, gruow We got body parts Young rich nigga tryna see a milli I got niggas thatll get you for a meal ticket I know niggas that remix, re-rock the whole chicken I feel like the president, Richard Nixon Gruow, gruow, gruow we got body parts I dont need no body guard, I just use my face card In the kitchen frying fishes, got to come with tartar sauce Call me Pastor Takeoff, healing niggas Peter Popoff Im A1 nigga no steak sauce Baking the birdies, Im having a bake-off Extorting these niggas and money they pay off These niggas got work but aint working they laid off I hide body parts like Im Jeffrey Dahmer A living legend, Ronald McDonald My wrist terminator, but I am no Arnold Football Xans, I call em Hey Arnold Yo bitch wanna fuck the squad Cause she see exotic cars Them niggas hating on your boy Bow, bow, gruow, gruow We got body parts Young rich nigga tryna see a milli I got niggas thatll get you for a meal ticket I know niggas that remix, re-rock the whole chicken I feel like the president, Richard Nixon Fuck nigga talking hit em with extensions Throw em in the river now the nigga missing Fuck nigga tripping, not payin attention I hit em with semis he dont even see it If I catch a body Im gonna be innocent Clear the whole scene and Im leaving no witnesses Everybody get it, even civilians The only people that I spare is the children Dissecting you niggas, take away your body parts Karate chop that nigga like its martial-arts Shot that nigga, left em at the park Put the pussy nigga on a milk carton My choppa banana-clipped, got a knife Dont roll the dice nigga, you risk your life Im pouring up lean on your grave-site I throw him the bullet, he catch it like Jerry Rice Ugh, fuck a bitch cause its Thug Life Smoking good cause my plug right 200k sold on my debut release 200 felons locked up from the team Popping 200 bottles the day they release Yes, I am deceased, meaning Im raiding from all of these sheets Get Rich or Die Tryin keep that on repeat And all these bitches is trying to get on me And I fuck all of them hoes, got 2 cell phones, cant none of them call me

Yeah, yeah, part two Shout out Flex Shout out Puff Cleveland Ayy ayy Young gunner Alright Flex, look Where were you when I was down, I got questions Now, its all these hoes in the lounge at the Westin I just met somebody’s parents, left a bad impression They smelled a package that I just picked up from the reception Hey, fuck em, Im stressin, I don’t learn my lesson Customs locked me down in LAX for coke possession Just had a publicist that left, said I was too aggressive Then had a ex that couldn’t stand me cause Im not possessive Impressive, haha, I just want to say I ditched the VMAs and went back up the way, ayy From the ghetto to a rock god, hit em up like Pac Lets just keep it G Only Eazy I fuck with is E I seen he dyed his hair and got a hanging earring I fucked his girl, now he look like me, this shit overbearing How dare him, I dare him Don’t think about comparing Man turn that frat rap off, I’m getting sick of hearing I’m in LA, at my spot, right next door to Terrence I’m knocking on the door next time I see Kanye’s McLaren Like, I need beats Like, hook me up with Kendall Man, all the masses out in Calabasas got me mental Bitch, I’m a dog, yeah, I came up out the kennel And that teardrop on my partner eye aint cause hes sentimental Look, I told you, I told you that I’m coming They shouldve left me doing pop, y’all don’t want me gunnin My daughters with me, ain’t no school yet, it’s the end of summer So close your ears, your daddy’s bout to kill these motherfuckers Lyrically, I’m 6 feet Im 23 MJ on the beat Im Stronger, faster by design I’m a Lambo, you’re a Nissan I’m the big bad wolf, no peace sign Gonna give these fans their tea time I would tell their man’s he’d be fine, but then I’d be lying I’m mobbing in that all-black Range With a long list of names, duct taped, y’all aint safe Clinically, I’m insane Industry is full of lames Gone when the cops came Paper planes sugar cane To the brain, bottle drained, numb the pain I’m just saying I’m ashamed I paved this lane and they don’t even say my name Yeah, I’m white, yeah, I’m rock and roll, yeah, I got soul Yeah, my daughters black, yeah, I love to rap, yeah, I’m fighting back Yeah, I hate the fame, wish I had a mask Yeah, I got pulled over with my stylist, had no license, and a strap Plead the fifth, that ain’t Saks Speak some facts All you dummies love money, do some math Seven digits in my 20’s A misfit, fuck the critics, everyone of yah I used to burn a Fader magazine in public Just cause one journalist, a hater, and a sucker High school reunion on my calendar, you know I’m ready I’m leaving tour just to show up, you now I’m fucking petty I ain’t forget none of you pussies and the rest of y’all been playing too long Lets take it back to Vegas on my 22nd at the Palms Got a call, my life was being threatened by a pimp He ain’t know I’m in the room with 20 goons and J. Prince Now, I’m pissed Y’all done made me talk my shit I was chillin, now I’m back to being a villain in this bitch 2012 came to Flex now this is part two Fuck with me and part three might be about you Kells

Okay, I got a question Am I loud out there? I mean, do you really hear me? The definition of greatness  Is in the making youre witnessing the amazing Blame me if you awaken Youve been sleeping too long on the one who was chosen mufucka Youre probably unaware but Im here to let you know it Take a listen, shut the fuck up for once and just enjoy it: Real Music Bullshit on the daily? try to avoid it Your lifes ass, similar to a toilet huh? You see me living chasing everything I wanted, huh? Forever blunted, ready for whatever coming, huh? The mailman keep the check coming The cash in keep the vette running Stop sign? Bitch I run that Look at where I hung at,  Bunch of Eastside boys on the field, punt that Ball 4 life Give me some shrooms for the serotonin Me and the crew living for the moment Everything we wanted is ours Put me in a fast car,  Big house with a beach for a backyard Stress free cause I aint trying to live with it The state of mind that Im in got me thinking different I used to dream until I realized it wasnt shit in reality Cause you can make it happen And Ima make it happen You gon watch me make it happen bet you gon remember me When you see me in that fast car,  Big house with a beach for a backyard Stress free I aint trying to live with it The state of mind that Im in got me thinking different I used to dream until I realized it wasnt shit in reality Cause you can make it happen And Ima make it happen You gon watch me make it happen Bet they gon remember me Bet they gon remember me  Damn  So many people got them hating faces Like why you mad at me? I’m just out here getting faces Irritated with these bitches and their crazy ways When all I wanted was some head on a lazy day, damn  On the other side of the map taking naps in first class getting paid to rap Paid off having jobs since the seventh grade Got laid off ever since Ive been self made See my homie want to see me win Fronted me some bands told me Youngin go and get it in He believed in it more than I, So I gotta ride Down to die for my dawgs, yep, EST 4 Life Opportunity took advantage I gotta manage Even when its hard, hard times, yea,  what would I be without it? The struggle made me tougher, forcing me to hustle Money in demand, fuck fame aint nothing but trouble dawg Im never perfect, I got flaws like a lot of yall Who be critizing on the low, hating on ya boy Yall defensive maybe thats why I offend you When I dribble through my legs in the mall when its time to ball Life on the edge, hope I never fall Though you pray I do, what a shame, but I maintain shooting for the stars Let it bang bitch im out of range And just know I shoot back with my rap name Put me in a fast car, big house with a beach for a backyard Stress free cuz I aint trying to live with it The state of mind that Im in got me thinking different I use to dream until I realized it wasnt shit in reality Cuz you can make it happen And Ima make it happen You gon watch me make it happen bet you gon remember me When you see me in that fast car,  Big house with a beach for a backyard Stress free I aint trying to live with it The state of mind that Im in got me thinking different I use to dream until I realized it wasnt shit in reality Cuz you can make it happen And Ima make it happen You gon watch me make it happen Bet they gon remember me They gon remember me Bet they gon remember me Bet they gon remember me

Yeah You left me in the cold I was waitin to see what you said again You bring me above Straight mischief in my head again, oh Sometimes, I realize I really need to get away Some things I regret, I wish I could incinerate Lifes full of lies, and then you damn die I thought we were in sync, but I misread the signs I was such a fool to think I could make you mine You left me in the cold I was waitin to see what you said again You bring me above Straight mischief in my head again, oh Sometimes, I rеalize that I really need to get away Some nights, my mind has thoughts that I wish I could incinerate Life sells lies you should never buy I got side effects they never advertise I was waitin to see what you said again You bring me above Straight mischief in my head again, oh Oh, oh Today, I saw a dotted line with your signature on the contract Your soul is no longer mine, you saw Lucifer and made contact

I shoot em down with a peace sign Shoot em down like bang bang bang I shoot em down with a peace sign Shoot em down Still that H-I double P-Y, you could probably see why Out the seventies, heavenly, sorta divine When I put the letters together the stars realign And I shoot em down boom boom with a peace sign Living like a rasta, hair like pasta Wanna talk style? Okay, I already lost ya Duke Ellington in the Uber ride Ridin by my old high school now I school the high Deeper than a scuba dive Who am I? I dont even gotta say it Youre talking about the greatest and I am affiliated Debated that I could be the most underestimated and imitated Entertainer and I came from the basement Inspiration, medication That is all I needed in my lifes equation Only two things I will not do Watch my back and watch my language Fuck with me Well I just believe That actions define you So let me remind you The time to hesitate is already behind you So I stay scratchin off my bucket-list Im in love with this, so unconditio Its no competitio, when it comes to this Its no compass, I go my own way Rebel to the revelent, mind of an elephant Never forget To stay high, thats right Smoke me out in my death bed Bury me with my pipe cause I know yall be chiefing like me Yall need it like me Paid the price for my high because the price of freedom aint free So keep dreaming I shoot em down I shoot em down I shoot em down with a peace sign, yeah I shoot em down I shoot em I shoot em down with a peace sign Shoot em down like bang bang bang I shoot em down with a peace sign Shoot em down like bang bang bang I wi- I-wi- I will not- I will not drown in the rising tide of conformity I will not play the minor keys like the majority I will not let authority ignore me Im moving forward for the ones who march before me All power to the flower, burning chocolate by the hour Origami with the raw paper never twisted poorly Order me more me, see me in your city No fans, got friends show respect with a zippy Came through with a gypsy, name MOD SUN But she call me that, cause that Order me more me, see me in your city No fans, got friends show respect with a zippy Came through with a gypsy, name MOD SUN But she call me that hippy I wish I could fuck every single girl Seven billion mini mes running round the world This is for the teachers who said it wouldnt last Shoved that lesson plan up in your motherfucking ass But its all love over here Nothing but green buds over here Something about this time of year make my mushrooms go down like beer Can you hear me clear, everybody chill Please put up a peace sign if you smoke a piece of mine and find a piece of mind I shoot em down I shoot em down I shoot em down with a peace sign, yeah I shoot em down I shoot em I shoot em down with a peace sign Shoot em down like bang bang bang I shoot em down with a peace sign Shoot em down

So, you right Yeah, Gunner Ayy, ready to die But I cant Im too alive Shouldve killed me when they tried Couldnt see me in the skies When you camouflaged, eating pad thai, hahaha I dont get regular high I aint no regular guy I think I want the entire planet, you can keep the American Pie And you know I never lie I kept the same number So when you call me I pick up and say, fuck you And I say it to your face bitch, you can run and tell it to the clique Two nines in the waist My gun and my dick Watch, I put it in reverse Put that pussy in a hearse Watch me murder with a verse Put these rappers in the dirt Mirror, mirror on the wall Who the realest of em all? You already know the answer Top Gun, fuck em all Yall got ulterior motives My interior designer put them cameras all around So let me find out you creeping, I come and split your shit like Moses My exterior is frozen Im from Cleveland, we the coldest So its no coincidence that when you try to take a pic, its too much ice for you to focus Riding shotty cause I got to roll this dope, its a fast road She got body, she look like a centerfold and her ass swole , yeah Feel like Gotti how I pull up on your block smoking Castro Ayy, never hesitate to say it to your face, Im a asshole Riding shotty cause I got to roll this dope, its a fast road

Im sorry, sorry Im sorry, sorry Had a pic of your bitch in my Catholic school locker Kissing all the girls in the back of the chapel Thinking I could be saved Thinking I could be saved Oh, no, no, no, no Remember all the nights we spent that summer Sneaking out the house with your old stepfather Rolling in his whip dank Thinking I could be saved Oh, no, no, no, no I used to pray, hold my breath, lie awake Now I say fuck it, Im dying one day I used to cry, slap myself in the face Now I say fuck it, Im dying this way Im so sorry, mama I cant be your perfect angel Fucked her on the coffee table Too late to hit disable Im so sorry, mama Devil threw an afterparty Took off late night on his Harley Im so sorry, mama Lost my mind tryna swim through these dark ass waters Choking on a prayer, got me screaming Our Father Begging for Him to pull me out my problems Fuck it, Ima keep it, no one’s gon solve them I used to pray, hold my breath, lie awake Now I say fuck it, Im dying one day I used to cry, slap myself in the face Now I say fuck it, Im dying this way Im so sorry, mama I cant be your perfect angel Fucked her on the coffee table Too late to hit disable Im so sorry, mama Devil threw an afterparty Took off late night on his Harley Im so sorry, mama Im sorry, mama Im sorry, mama Alright Ayy, I had a switchblade tucked in my Carhartt pocket Twenty-eight grams in my high school locker Drinking out the bottle til my blood turn toxic Lickin on her pussy while she talk shit Right next to the bedroom where her mom is Put my dick so deep it hit her conscience Ahh, Im a demon with some Charlies Angels So I bought a bike, looked like a bull and rode it down Rodeo Im so sorry, mama I cant be your perfect angel Fucked her on the coffee table Too late to hit disable Im so sorry, mama Devil threw an afterparty Took off late night on his Harley Im so sorry, mama

The sex, the cash, the fame Living out a life you cant deny The drugs, the lies, the pain Will never get enough to satisfy They never found a way to break us down Thats why were still around Gimme the dirt, just gimme the dirt Just gimme what I want til it hurts Just gimme the dirt, gimme the dirt Lets take it to the top and watch it burn The fight, the hate, the game Not afraid to stab you from behind The years, the months, the days Never gave a fuck about the time They never found a way to break us down Thats why were still around Gimme the dirt, just gimme the dirt Just gimme what I want til it hurts Just gimme the dirt, gimme the dirt Lets take it to the top and watch it burn, burn, burn More sex, more tats, more blood, more pain More threats, more theft, torn jeans, cocaine Midnight ride down the Sunset Strip New bike with the plate, read the 666 Give me more sex, more tats, more blood, more pain More threats, more theft, torn jeans, cocaine More pretty strippers with the big red lips Making big tips, showing off their nice big tits, ha Gimme the dirt, just gimme the dirt Just gimme what I want til it hurts Gimme the dirt, just gimme the dirt Just gimme what I want til it hurts Just gimme the dirt, gimme the dirt Lets take it to the top and watch it burn Give me more sex, more tats, more blood, more pain More threats, more theft, torn jeans, cocaine More pretty strippers with the big red lips Making big tips, showing off their nice big tits, ha

Look Who the muthafucka still broke? Never hustled, never will blow? Whos the latest underrated in the game? And whos the greatest? The answer is...yall know Who the muthafucka still broke? Never hustled, never will blow? Who the latest underrated in the game? And who the greatest? The answer is my name...I know Cleveland got my back I put the weight of that on my shoulder Im an insomniac so I cant take a nap when Im sober They say sleep is the devil, I just made friends with Jehovah Stop sleeping on me, I just broke bread with Hova Im talking Jigga man, hundred fucking million man Hundred hustlers at Puffs crib, no civilians there Do not get it twisted cause I never pose for pictures, man Im living the life you haters picture on the Instagram Now these rappers tryna floss I see Flirting with temptation, they Diana Ross I see And I heard them names was fake and mustve lost ID And they must be employees cause they aint boss like me I call up Flex, he drop a bomb on it Pick the song, bet I get everyone and they mom on it Pick a city, I bet I show up and theres people screaming And thats any given Sunday, I call that Willy Beaman And Im really speeding, lot of warning signs I aint really reading People wanna sign like Im L.A. Reid And Im smoking this L.A. weed while Im ducking LAPD Fucking hoes, UCLA foreign exchange students European Champagne is European, all of my bitches peeing Eleven hundred dollars now my toilet is Veuve Clicquot I just called up The Weeknd and told him call off the weekend Ill call a hundred bitches, and all of them Puerto Rican I am the Wolf on Wall Street, penny stock flipper One that ran up in Interscope and left with seven figures Managed to keep it real in every one of his lyrics Now I cant say it but you know Im that muhfuckin... Fuck a magazine we load a magazine in the clip I aint average man, I produce gasoline when I spit Put fire verses on trampolines and I make a flip Life on the edge like I build a mezzanine on a cliff Im just talkin now cause it aint even ten in the morning That means I wrote this shit the same time erybody yawning That means while you was eating cereal I was recording Im 23 and in my prime, that means Im Michael Jordan Who the muthafucka still broke? Never hustled, never will blow? Whos the latest underrated in the game? And whos the greatest? The answers my mothafucking name

So turn me on You set me free Just look inside your speakers And there youll see me Uh, there I go Two clicks north of the Bronx Whoever thought she would of found love in a stereo 2 headphones and a box She picks me up, every morning on the walk to school She aint worried bout these other little kids Cause she told me everyday you sayin something new And you always got the illest kicks Boom Boom tat And she takes me out, just so the block can see Told me she wanted the world to know So she makes me loud now the whole block wants me But Im all hers and shes all mine And even though her parents dont like me inside Whenever her daddy comes around, we just hide Cause she doesnt wanna sleep without me thats why I said So turn me on You set me free Just look inside your speakers And there youll see me So turn me on You can set me free Just look inside your speakers And there youll find me There youll find me Yeah, and she loves my sound, Its why Im always around Voted the most popular girl in the class Cause whenever were together we attract the crowd Yeah and she got me down Touches the right place when Im fizzling out And all of her friends love me Cause at all of the parties, I make em bounce b-bounce Uh, if I play the right song, she might take it off Meaning her clothes You know I love it when she keeps the lights on, play the music soft Yeah, so thats what I do, anything for my boo But when I hear the knock on the door I Shhh-shut up, cause I know my cue But when they gone, Im back at it She loves this song, so I blast it Dad gets home, I hide in the cabinet Flip my switch like gymnastics Uh and Im a always be there for you, you just gotta find my plug Ill be right here waiting for you in the middle of these speakers If you ever wanna find my love So So turn me on You set me free Just look inside your speakers And there youll see me So turn me on You can set me free Just look inside your speakers And there youll find me There youll find me Uh, and she gets older but I stay the same And as she grows up, her opinions change Now shes off at college Where theres other ones like me I just hope that one day shell come back To hear another song from me But till then, I just sit in her room and collect dust Thinkin about us Waitin for the day shell push my buttons And I feel her touch and get that rush But Im not what she needs, so I power down Then right at that moment where I was found Hello, her little sister walked in Knew it was love at first sight Caught a little twinkle in her eye when I made a sound She snuck back in the same night And even though she knows that she wasnt allowed I know all she wanna do is be near me One thing is that I felt the same Wanna tell her but she cant hear me So, so, I said So turn me on You set me free Just look inside your speakers And there youll see me So turn me on You can set me free Just look inside your speakers And there youll find me There youll find me

CashMoneyAP Yeah Ayy Im with the gang, ayy, ayy, ayy We toting Ks, ayy, ayy, ayy Get out the way, ayy, ayy, ayy We bust your brain, ayy, ayy, ayy Im steady posted up on front street like I used to I added Ben Frank to the gang, fuck a new crew Balmains be the denim, yeah, I cant do Trues He got one hot song, now he think he too cool Im a rockstar We shoot at cop cars My diamonds hit hard Check my bank account, my money large Aint countin blue faces, I aint got no space for no thot bitch Think we had a spark indoors because we really pop shit Cannon on my waist, you disrespect, then you get dropped, bitch Pullin up in foreigns, we was on our foreign hot shit Glocks and MACs, they stay with us Spin the block, gon add it up And yeah I rock out I hop out, pop out with the mops out I brought my Glock out He tried to run and its a man down Extension on my hip I rock it like a guitar, ayy Im with the gang, ayy, ayy, ayy We toting Ks, ayy, ayy, ayy Get out the way, ayy, ayy, ayy We bust your brain, ayy, ayy, ayy Im steady posted up on front street like I used to I added Ben Frank to the gang, fuck a new crew Balmains be the denim, yeah, I cant do Trues He got one hot song, now he think he too cool Mmh, I fell in love with my .40 Keep it fully loaded, I can bust this bitch while Im recording Michael Jordan how I shoot it, hit eleven on the dice I got partners that aint 20, doin 25 to life Had to boss up, pay the price Fool me once but never twice RIP, it feel like all my friends keep turning poltergeist MVP of where Im from, know Im the reason for them lights Double platinum when we came down, NEC with all the pipes Im a rockstar I got some head inside a cop car Dont be fuckin with the top dawg Theyll blow your motherfuckin block off Ayy, Im with the gang, ayy, ayy, ayy We toting Ks, ayy, ayy, ayy Get out the way, ayy, ayy, ayy We bust your brain, ayy, ayy, ayy Im steady posted up on front street like I used to I added Ben Frank to the gang, fuck a new crew Balmains be the denim, yeah, I cant do Trues He got one hot song, now he think he too cool

(I can say that I made it, cause in my heart Im the greatest Ive been through it all) This song is for everyone out there Whos ever made it through the hard times For everyone whos ever had to struggle For what they wanted in life This song is for everyone Who had to sit through the dark days Before they saw the light For everyone whos been through it all Shout out to my fans, man This ones for yall, baby! Uhh, I been through it all Crazy, because I never thought Id say that The cost to be the boss, never thought Id pay that Headed to the top, without the friends Ive had since way back Near death experiences, watching my life play back Damn, and I have never sold a brick But I can show you where to get it Like I can show you how to flip My whole life has been a hustle Since momma bounced on her kid And I aint never scared of drama I was born up in the shit Cause it was once upon a time, mufucker We were fine and I was just a little snobby mufucker Then it changed, now these people wanna rob me mufucker New environment, now Pops like Get a job muh fucker! Yeah, so I did that, wasnt with that, so I quit that Told them about my dreams and then they laughed But I spit that, fire Couldnt deny it, so the choir that would chip, yeah Shut it up, and still I wont forget that Man fuck yall! And I wont put that behind me Even though I left the past And Im still the kid now Even though I left the class Im on, and it took everything from A to Z to do it So anything Im talking, Ive been through it Ive been through it all Ive been through it all Had to hustle just to make it through the struggle But I still wont let that get me down Put my feelings in the music So the world can hear me all around Every town and every city Every state and every country I can say that I made it Cause in my heart Im the greatest Because I been through it all Look, in April I was born, at 14 I was a felon By 18, I had been to more funerals than a reverend And right when I felt like Id give it up, look what they sent me My beautiful baby girl straight outta heaven And I loved you girl And even though that was never part of the plan And people doubted it because of who I am Fuck, I hope they understand That at 19 with the world in my hands I stepped up and handled that shit like a man Ive been homeless, Ive been broke Done every drug cept for coke I done fought for my life, been jumped, shot at, and more Ive been rich and Ive been poor Had to steal from the store on nights there wasnt shit to eat And seen my best friends go Damn, so what the fuck could you possibly say to me? The verdict is Im the truth, but you can thank todays jury But if you wanna judge, come walk a mile in my chucks But the world sucks, better Lace Up, uhhgk Okay, Ive been made out be a monster But the only thing aggressive about me Is the will that I have to conquer I told them I was the best And they doubted, but no longer Out of all the starving artists They could hear my hunger And if thats wrong then I dont wanna be right Im always dreaming so Im gone in the night And now its reality Im calling home like Ill be gone on this flight But how can I contact a place that doesnt exist in my life? Home, I guess that Ill just be alone for the ride And live vicariously through anothers eyes Adding on to the list of lies So my girl doesnt trust me for shit Probably cause after my momma left I aint trusted a chick Shit, and my father drowning his problems with the bottle While Im praying my auntie can see tomorrow Cause cancer aint a joke And I just lost one of my best friends to the pen So I dont wanna live again I been through it And if you ever have a dream Dont be scared to chase that shit, man You can have whatever you want in this life Dont let anyone tell you different And shoutout to my fans for helping me achieve my dreams Kells

Youre way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true The way that you move You take me to heaven The things that you do You got me confessin You fell from the sky Type of perfection Is this real life? Theres something about you Youre way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true Ooh, ooh Youre way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true Ooh, ooh Oh, no baby dont lie When you say that youll be mine I cant look in your eyes Cause I fall a thousand times And all I want is you to testify, ooh Oh, so baby dont lie When you say that youll be mine Youre way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true Gunna I shut down for you Go in and dove in and drown you They should be crowning you, cause Youre way to good to be true Hold up, hold up Please dont hesitate Take me while theres still something left to take Baby youre all that I crave Tell me how many days do I have to chase you? Do I have to chase? Before I taste you Before I can say I can escape you I cannot escape Baby you are way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true I dont go to church So be my religion Im hung on your words Give me something to believe in Youre way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true Ooh, ooh Oh, no baby dont lie When you say that youll be mine I cant look in your eyes Cause I fall a thousand times And all I want is you to testify Oh, so baby dont lie When you say that youll be mine Youre way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true Youre way too good to be true

Man, I’m so Cleveland its a goddamn shame So East side I’m a goddamn gang Said you ain’t heard about my goddamn name Better ask around here, I’m a goddamn king Man I put my work in these goddamn streets Earned my stripes like a goddamn beast Tatted up no shirt still got sleeves And Im good from heights to 116th Mother fucker this me, Kells Fuck the fame! Still roll through the blocks where they up them thangs With the same hoes that tatted up my name I’m still the little white boy out of Shaker, mane I go hard, off, in, dumb But you don’t wanna test my G Because I got one thou, two thou, three thou, four thousand soldiers in EST Baou, Baou Yeah, yeah, yeah! You know I put it down for I rep my state, my hood, my side of town in King of this shit, that’s why I wear my crown in So don’t come around Cleveland Bitch Im from Tatted it on my arm you know I’m reppin This where Im from you wanna hate, dont step in Laced Up I got to keep on running Yeah, yeah! Bitch I’m from Cleveland I say bitch I’m from Cleveland! Okay I done came from a long way Fuck yall I love where I stay Cleveland my city put the pedal to the side You know how we ride Hate on me? No hate on your momma Cause she birthed you And you aint worth a dolla Shit sour smoke Put kush in my throat Getting money little nigga Later on Imma holla Dubo! Do I know you? Nope I don’t know! Do I know you? East side, let’s go I could show you West side got tools, no pro tools I know a couple niggas down the way East High School, yeah, I went down the way Aye 98 I pulled in Cleveland Ever since then Ive been down to stay I got adapted quick man, Ill snatch ya bitch Bankroll, Pringle, have to stack my chips Oh no, I ain’t play much But E.S.T. be the team I play fo I got love for the niggas that fuck with me No love for the niggas that don’t fuck with me It dont matter if I’m out of town Everywhere I go I let them know Im Cleveland bound Man Im east side right here, did crime right here Blood, sweat and tears I cried right here Tatted my city and showed pride right here Looking at it like this mine right here So what you talking about; I can’t ride right here? You mother fuckers think Im gonna hide right here? Raised in this god damn city No I wasnt born in it, but believe Ima die right here Cleveland bred, Cleveland fed My Cleveland girl give me Cleveland head And anybody saying that Clevelands dead Fuck yall! Tell them that’s what Cleveland said Cleveland fit, Cleveland hat Anywhere I go is where Clevelands at So when the world ends I think you’ll know where we’ll be Bitch right here in Cleveland

Coming on 4 years since my father died Sometimes I wish it was a homicide Make the pain a lil easier to understand Self-inflicted wounds be the sins of man Tens of grands flourish in my pockets on a regular now And Im like word, I aint smoking regular now Famous numbers all in my cellular now Funny how the more respected I get The more Im in doubt with the self-loathing Designer brand frequent on my belt and clothing They see that as flashy And Im like...word I see that as lifes failed attempt to try and make me happy When it seems like everything that I could guard just gon attack me I mean my heart got scars My car aint even starting And Im on my last dollar, man Ive been in the parking lot barred out, sipping the High Life Contemplating taking my life My vice has always been to try and mimic my father And his decisions, but Jobbin like him just brought me them same collisions, I know When Im in these large crowds I get petrified So excuse me if I step aside I always had a weak stomach I puked last night I was staring at the stars on the roof last night, aye Man, I always had a weak stomach Ive been out here try to chill The drama keep coming Keep coming The drama keep coming Man, I always had a weak stomach Yo, signing to a major label Was always a fable, we didnt bank on it Every table in my house got a drink on it Alcoholic ambition to try to ease the pain I aint had no father figure to try and teach me, mane Rolling round, 16 years old, on the way to Vero Beach Reminiscing, that heat was under my seat, for what? I guess I had something to prove Problem child, aint got nothing to lose, Vodka-induced And Im rolling til my shock has reduce to the bare minimal On the borderline of being a criminal Becoming a by-product all my homies with product for sale In and out of jail and what it entail Hail Mary inside the speaker while we bust the wide on Georgia Ave Sitting in the back with a gat Looking for them folk who robbed us last week, and we aint sober Then I told pimpin to pullover I always had a weak stomach I puked last night I was hanging out the window bout to shoot last night, aye Man, I always had a weak stomach Ive been out here tryna chill The drama keep coming Keep coming Let some real muhfuckas speak The drama keep coming Shit, yall know...Kells Man, I always had a weak stomach But fuck that Aint no time for a sickness when you trying to get it And all the time in this prison is spent finding a prism A way to turn one ray of light into colorful visions Carry on tradition for everyone who came from the ditches Rose from the dirt without a stain though Insane how some angels hang themselves with their own halo Thats why I lay low Now my worst enemy is my mind Stare at a screen and watch these other artists take what is mine Sit by myself and smoke so much weed that it looks like Im crying This life offers a lot, but one thing it does not is rewind. So I proceed forward And my standards for this game never lowered Ever since I became what they said I wouldnt Ive wanted more Dear Lord, save me from these snakes constricting like boas Old friends at my doors Industry still ignore us Landlord on the phone is telling me I cant afford it Im three months late Feel like a pregnant woman this chorus Cause of my weak stomach I always had a weak stomach I puked last night I was contemplating telling you the truth last night, aye Man, I always had a weak stomach Ive been out here try to chill The drama keep coming Keep coming The drama keep coming Man, I always had a weak stomach

Skit by Donnel Rawlings Ech, pimpin  I got fifty hoes on my dick aint that some shit  I got fifty hoes on my dick aint that yo bitch? I got fifty hoes on my dick, every one of them vouchin I got fifty hoes You got fifty hoes? Hold on I’m counting, damn  Fifty hoes, fifty hoes, fifty hoes on my dick x3 Fifty hoes, fifty hoes, every one of them vouchin, damn I got fifty hoes on my dick bitch Fifty os in my zip bitch Burn the roof off this muhhfucka like I got fifty stoves in my whip bitch  We all smoking and driving Might as well say that I’m flying Might as well call me the pilot Bitches in my cockpit I don’t check mileage I just fuck my ho like I’m sposed to And when she bring her friends I fuck both I brought the bitch to thanksgiving Why? Cus she fucks with me when I’m broke Aint nothing funny about the way I get money And them Cleveland boys aint no joke I’m the truth and the truth is hard to swallow So you better tell these bitches don’t choke, echo I got one bitch, I got two bitch, I got three bitch, I got four I tell the fifth bitch to tell sixth bitch to get the seventh bitch to bring mo.  Aint no hand cuffin cousin That bitch aint on parole And pimpin aint easy pimp but pimpins all that I know, god damn  Ay ay ay ay ay Montana I got fifty hoes on my dick  I got bout fifty hoes on that strip  I got bout fifty load in that grip Ill put bout fifty holes in your fit My roof way back  Montana stay strapped Fuckin niggas hate that  Bad bitches play back  My pinky 80 stacks  Cash I’m coppin Diamonds shining rocky ASAP I told them I be pimpin on them bitches  You can call me pimping ken I fuck em once and tell em go and bring a friend  She aint seen a real nigga ball in a minute  She aint seen that money stacked tall to the ceiling White Maybach no roof in the ceiling When I take em to the crib all the bad bitches with it

Kells, to my fans Hold me down mofucka And thats all I say When that crowd leave will you stay for me? And if I dont become what they thought I was In the time I should and my hype dies, would you wait for me? Or be ashamed of me if I chose to bow out gracefully Cause I know if I dont wanna lose myself Then Hollywood aint no place for me What if I told you I aint quit And these drugs still was my rival Would you regret the fact that you sobered up And had more heart than your idol Or accept the fact that Im just human Borderline suicidal And is it blasphemous that these two fingers mean more to me than my bible? Lord help cause Im cause Im hell bound With the weight of the world Im held down Feels like Im in hell now, maybe thats why Im havin this meltdown Maybe thats why I hate fame, maybe thats why this Js lit Cause I speak the real and get criticized So I inhale and dont say shit And I wake up, to the same shit Cameras on with their hands out And that fake smile that I hate now Cause they the one say I sold out They the one that will break out when I needed food for my daughter And Im the one who cant grow up so these fans replace my father And these girls replace my momma, they give me love, I dont take it Cause fuck love, these fucking hugs werent around before I made it And since I dont have no family EST is all that I got Either drop me now or you down for life Man its EST or its not This shit aint right Cause whenever their wrong, oh its my fault This is my life Now tell me are you gon ride till the wheels fall off? Till the nightmares done Till the grey hairs come Till the friendship disappears that weve had since day one I said this is my life So tell me are you gon ride till the wheels fall off? What if this is our climax? What if everything peaks here? What if we never get big and these days add on like leap year? What if you were in my shoes? Do you think you can fit em? Or would put that gun to your fuckin head And regret the fact that you in em Cause this aint living, this shit prison Whatever you see in videos, this isnt Whatever I thought I knew, shit I didnt Dealing with the consequences of my decisions Traded the life of a lonely child That couldnt find anyone to get through For a life thats filled with cameras Critisize everytime that I move For the love I got for my fans And the loyalty for my mans Equaled out to the shows we dreamed of With them bodies pack to those stands And I did what they say I cant So Im living proof that you can Go be great, chase your dream We only got one life and one chance +

Me and my dog, represent like what Represent like what Me and my bitch get it in like what We get it in like what, unh And if you never had a penny, dont you wanna ball? Used to fall asleep with the stomach empty, now dont you wanna ball? Tattoos like Makaveli, the shit that make you wanna ball And Im a die when Im ready, but Im living so I want it all Me and my dogs getting blow biatch My little brother just got out of parole biatch My daughter just turned five-years old biatch And we aint mopping no mo floors biatch None of my brothers work 9-5 Never scared living life, we got nine lives Keep it hood with the Hen, no Mai Tai Smoking on la-la, bumping Big Poppa I mean look at all the shit we been through Seven people in a four door rental I mean look at what we did with a pencil Beat a statistic of becoming another stencil I mean an outline on that sidewalk Man Im supposed to be dead and thats real talk I wonder what you got for a little muhafucka A real muhfucka, chill muhfucka I guess its Gods will Yet and still, Im in the field with dollar bills To track sharks with no gills, ready to kill muhfuckas And I dont want no part of that The first time I heard kat-kat-kat I almost had a fucking heart attack Stuttering like that-that-that shit was crazy Maybe its time I used the talent that God gave me But I was just local Didnt have a rap name, I was just hopeful Paid for my first studio session with quarters We didnt even have enough money to cut vocals, damn Traded pop cans for dimes Some wanna be doctors, I wanted to rhyme And if following your dreams is a crime, then Im a crook Guess Ill be in the book, when they get me, in due time Free all my real muthafuckers! We livin bitch! Fuck the police! Yeah! Can you believe? Your boy is living the muthafucking dream, while they still sleep. Ha, sons-of-bitches. Alarm clock aint going off til the work days half-way over. Fuck it! Light five more. And I heard homebody done fucked every bitch on the block, hahahaha. That muhafucka crazy. Cleveland !

Look, when you mentioning Cole Why aint you mentioning Kells? And when you talking bout greats, better put me up there with Drake And when they mentioning lyrics I hear em talking bout Kendrick But next time put my name it it before you finish that sentence, Fool Kid Kells Boy lemme get my 2s in The game open they doors for me Boy tell me who let you in And a crack between the walls so small you couldnt even fit your boots in Dump heat whenever I speak MCs 6 feet deep underneath all them tulips Now he shootin, shootin MGK Man he... Flow sick and I just... Epidemic in the street.. Suck on my dick n you will... Smoke a little weed and get Higher than a motherfucker til somebody holler my name out in the street like... Okay, I meet him, greet him Get his girl, leave him Guts, I beat them Booties, I keep them Another set of PO, cups to pee in Im in England spending Euros treatin So instead of white, im European Rap like crack now, youre ODin Come at me with any drama, my family ties Will fold you up like an accordion And according to the crack in the sidewalk Most these rappers bitches Breaking down my doors with beef I will rip you, rip you off your hinges Quit pretending you pretentious Or vicious, then come get at me Red dots all over your face like acne CLICK CLACK Look, they be sayin best rapper alive, Who? Kells who you oughta know I chop these other rappers down they fallin like Geronimo Holla though, Haters n the foes need to stop it I will hit that bitch, pass her round the room like a bop-it Back to the topic, and in case you forgot it I was all about my dick, and how you haters jock it F him, F him, Shes ight, F You And if you forgot procedure lemme show you what to do: Make sure you keep four fingers down, keep one up Say if you aint talking about more money please shut up Me, Im on the come up, I dont know what you bout One million, two million, let me know how you count And Im nominated as youngin of the year Red Rover, Red Rover, bring that money over here And steer, and make sure I remain in my lane But thats symbolic cause Im really on a plane Look, and I Red Rover, thats ironic, because I dont play no games I dont pass or rock like J I aint messing with you lames Hold on, uh Said I dont pass or rock like J Cause I aint with you dames Excuse my back trick, need no practice Cause I spit crack like Nino rapped this And Im a star in the galactic Being forward with the kid the wrong way Or get your head spun backwards Open cans of whoop-ass like I unpacked it Ive been patient all week and now I feast on savage And eat each haters heads up like cabbage To eternally bind them in my stomach like marriage This fairy needs medical, call up the horse and carriage We dont, dig this, grab a shovel get buried If I dont get my respect i will, cut your family Cut you mother, Cut your sister, more importantly your daddy Should run up but he aint half the man You bitches this is literal lyrical combat, get stitches Me and Flex, Kells is the next, best, artist in the game? Yes When you mentioning Cole I know you mentioning Kells When you talking about the greats I know you put me up there with Drake And when you talkinbout lyrics I heard you mentioning Kendrick But next time put my name in it before you finish that sentence Fool Lace Up Ugh

Original chucks on laced up like Im taking them on a run Theyre begging me not to kill it I tell them Im having fun Theyre asking me how I do it I tell them get on the rail Meaning get on your grind Im ready now whats the deal My size 11s skate on the surface like hovercrafts A superhero you think that I was a Thundercat I run with villains my village calling me son of Sam Simply cause when I come around they st-st-st-stuttering My bodys tatted they say I look like graffiti Thats why I be on the roll these regulars try to read me The way that people be staring youd think that I was a TV But when it comes to the haters I cannot see them like Stevie But I be seeing repeats of dead rappers like 6th sense My competition aint worth nothing like 6 cents Misfit I swear Im sick shit youd think I was Ryan Sheckler by the way I make the kicks flip Too cool hands shakes and dap serving all of these fools like pancakes and snacks Whoever thought that I wouldn’t be damaging the tracks Was pulling they own legs like hamstrings and calves I am the only great white Body look like a canvas skin is covered with tats and my chucks are always the classics look like Im in the past Turn the noise up 100 words and running Turn the noise up Whatd I tell these people Turn the noise up Transformer tatted on my arm like a droid, YUP! I am the only great white Anytimes my time everyday is grind time no chain needed I am just a star Kells Turn the noise up 100 words and running turn the noise up Whatd I tell these people Turn the noise up Best rapper alive who? Kells, Kells Uh, Im so beyond my time the Michael Angelo of the second millenium I roll it up and get higher than condominiums My raps braille the way the people be feelin em Midwest all the way to the other side of the Meridian Back back EST is in the spot now We be the crew all of these fools try to jock now The type of dudes thatll make ya mouth drop down Faces looking twisted like we guzzlin Ciroc down Were just city slickers in search of them bigger figures This is more than a game my business isnt a scrimmage And I be with the sickest cause Im trying to be the illest with them Die Hard fans like Bruce Willis Pow pow Im in the cut like alcohol in the wound But Im tripping like I popped Adderall on the moon Focused on killing tracks like Im rapping them from the tomb R.I.P. to this instrumental lighters up for the tunes Every morning I wake up and put my fitted on Which means every day I wake and put my city on Cleveland we ready just turn the MIDI on Kid Kells, feeling like a million gone

Ok Now they say home is where the hate is Pulling up, “Hi, haters!” I know, I’ve been on a hiatus Caught up in the lights Ive been blinded by Las Vegas Ain’t it ironic before I was twenty one I put my future on the table and I won? See they told me, “Life’s a gamble” Now this is my casino Made sure my fellas good Now I’m Robert DeNiro, sipping Clicquot With the girl that held me down from the beginning My team throwing up L’s But it’s funny cause we winning A million talked down, soon as I rose from the bottom But opinions assholes now, everybody got ‘em So they ask me why I do it I do it for the streets Heard momma got out the grill Man I do it for the grease Man I do it for the five pack of Hanes wife-beats That I wore like everyday to show my brand new ink Shit I remember working jobs, just so I could hit the dance up Never had a date, so I really didnt dance much Couldnt buy my own, so I just borrowed my dad’s tux Told him, “Keep the loafers” kept it gully with my black Chucks So you can keep watching the stars But me I wanna be ‘em And I just beat the odds I guess we can call it even Cause the underdog Went from flipping patties at a Fuddruckers To living lavish then a muhfucker God damn! Ooooooh weee! We got stories for days man, for days. They just got to listen. Ay Slim! Oh and if yall dont know, thats like my best friend right there. But any way its safe to say were on our way man. Bout time though. Shit! Ay you remember when my dad kicked me out right after we met and I showed up at your house the next day with a U-Haul like hey you wanna move in with me? Or matter a fact, nah, nah, you remember the time we had those two girls over and Dub called like yo these dudes tryna jump me up here at The If! Oh thats what we called the store across from our crib, The If cause it was on a 130th. But anyway though man we left the girls there sitting with the doors open, sprinting to the store, ready to fight, and this fool closed like ahhh got yall, I was just playin. Damn I still wanna whoop his ass for that shit. Nah, nah, nah, nah, matter fact you remember when you wanted to buy your first keyboard? So we went and gathered up spare change like everyday and walked into that bank with a heavy ass bag of nickels and they were lookin at us like man what the fuck? Hahaha we too grounded to be Hollywood. Man, this about as Hollywood as Ima get. Peep this! Hold up Okay I heard they want the classics My life’s a movie like the Truman Show without the cameras They look at us like we a couple Boyz N Da Hood Four Brothers till the end like them boys in The Wood So I Light It Up, for them Friday Night Lights with the team In The Notebook, holding my Requiem for a Dream I was Superbad in the class I just Dazed off So I played sick and lived Ferris Bueller’s Day Off Back in Cooley High, students used to nickname us The Goonies Every night we blacked out, shit they should’ve called us roofies Get out of bed Half Baked, roll another doobie So many snacks up in my house they call the crib Scooby Blowing oowee man I swear this As Good As It Gets Godfather told me, “Keep doing that music shit” He said, “Your piece of the American Pie is waiting” From the bottom to the top, Almost Famous Kells

Do you think I start off the song a little too loud? Im not sorry for screaming, Fuck you When it was quiet in a room you invited me to Last night, I had a flight, but I missed it for you I got a pill and I split this with you, yeah Tongue-kissed with you, yeah She a punk bitch, she cool, yeah I cant tell if it was you or the drugs But I dont think I could function without you, yeah Im so sorry, I said I love you, when I was high but I think its time to come down I fall in love when I get wasted Im okay with being hated Im sober now, and I dont care So lets split a pill and break up Lets split a pill and break up Hi, Im still in your driveway I will wait here for five days Will you open your window? Just to hear you say, Fuck you Landmines surround your heart insidе Anti-depressants sore in mind Cant buy thе love you saved inside So Im broken this time Im so sorry, I said I love you, when I was high but I think its time to come down I fall in love when I get wasted Im okay with being hated Im sober now, and I dont care So lets split a pill and break up Lets split a pill and break up Ive lost all of my feelings These pills I take dont heal me Ive lost all of my feelings These pills I take dont heal me I fall in love when I get wasted Im okay with being hated Im sober now, and I dont care So lets split a pill and break up Lets split a pill and break up Lets split a pill and break up

Still in the basement, where it started Started from the bottom, now we here Courtside, you would think I was a Cleveland Cavalier I’m talking 30,000 feet up in the air In Dans lair, 30 minutes later all the fans cheer, bitch You ain’t seen this power since LeBron I went to vegas for my 22nd, rented out the Palms Now they say illuminati is the cause Or maybe everyone of y’all is lazy and I worked hard I ain’t never bowing down for a dollar Selling my soul to a charter I wouldn’t even take a buck from my father But they werent saying that back in the day When I was hustling tickets to my shows, ask dante And I heard tempers heating up like a filet Talking bout they run my city when they livin in LA Sucker, I ain’t hearin nothing bout a word Talked about it, been about it, bitch I got what I deserved See I don’t know why everybody mad You had your chance and you blew it Meanwhile, I’m young and I’m ruthless Meanwhile, the dumb are influenced Thinking you live like the music Don’t be foolish My shooters make your face maroon like the Hoosiers Suckers always wanna talk funny Broke motherfuckers never wanna talk money And since I was being quiet in the past I’m on the top looking down, kiss my ass Still in the game with my same clique Still with the hood bitches fuck Cambridge And when they wanna know if I’m real I say Bitch I ran my city fore I ever had a deal Kells Little bitch For my city EST, what the fuck? Lace up!

Coming out the bottom of the mother fucking totem pole Calling everyone who aint believe like I told them hoes Now they on my scrotum though And Ive been grinding so long its like I gotta blow Baby mama calling up my phone, what the fuck you want Cause I dont owe nobody shit stop askin Haters get off of my dick, stop gaggin They know Im schooling them, they tell me stop classin We already know that you the shit stop gassin Eck, and my flow is fucking sick dog Make a bitch cough like a sick dog Probably cause I spit raw No fucking with this boy Other rappers more uncool than when the fridge off Damn I think my lids off, more mental then Sig Freud Mind like a mother fucking-unsolvable jigsaw People ask my audience what you listen him for? Shit..cause I dont think Lil Waynes come this hard My God, then what that mean Since I aint son to nobody, then I must be king Cocky with it, cause I know that cant nobody stop me with it Wanna try? be ready to die, Kamikaze with it Fuck a prince, I know Im the real shit ya dig Cause aint no-mother-fucking-body done the shit I did Im the man where Im from, but they call me the kid Give me the crown cause if not then we taking that bitch Mother fucker 100 words and running, 100 rappers that I ate still in my stomach And 100 other coming, hustling for one-hundred a-hundreds I dont give a fuck what you say, give me my money Not college educated, but I can count a shit load Connected like a constellation I can get you shipped more Boy I do numbers with these verses check the info Im Machine Gun Kelly what the fucks a pistol What the fucks a white flag What the fucks a price tag What the fuck is beef? Fuck it show me wheres the mics at I will tear each one of them mother fuckers a nice ass No homo cause we dont get dicked, we aint like that Nah bitch, shouldve hollered at me before Cause fuck you pay me is now my steelo And that goes for promoters, for the shows For the verses, for the hoes For the labels, what you owe Bitch, give me my dough Im the big baller, shot caller of my age 19-year old Dwayne Wade And the Eastside on my back, no matter what they weigh Clevelands number 23 like I aint know Lebron played So whats up to all my fans who held me down since day one Telling them Kells the hardest that they come Gave the real what they want and I did that So come and blow a blunt with your boy give it here let me split that And I bet they wont forget that Cause rappers forgot how to be real Forgot how they used to be before the deal But I remember still Thats why Im not a member of fame Just raw talent who remembers the game And the name, Kells

Chase N. Cashe Can the drummer get some, huh? Indeed, phat tracks, good weed Anthrax, you know we loud, baby the bands back Smokin hash, now my hashtags pass that! and I never need cash back My green is on the credit of the fact that Im the muthafuckin man, jack Coming straight out of the land where them Cavs at Good stock of tree to take me I get higher than the NASDAQ Burn somethin, me and my friends fried Spicy chicken sandwich, some burgers and French fries And my cherry slushie, thats red as my friends eyes So goddamn high I fell asleep in my friends ride, shit Im fucked up, but these the days I live fo For every J I smoke I fuck a bitch, Im a nympho I wouldnt trade this for a million bucks My best friends, my blunts, and my chucks, whats up? La la la Look at the clock like La la la It dont stop, huh? La la la Stay up all night La la la We just watch, uh La la la Bumpin that new shit La la la This my jam So roll it up and lets float again Yeah yeah yeah yeah I wake up to no rules, no bed We crashin on the couch Leftover food No bread, I guess we eatin out A couple hoops, fuck yeah, you know we ballin out And after that? smoke sesh, we never on a drought We got them swishers, king size Zig Zags and all utensils OG kush big bags, edibles in the kitchen Plus the air match the smoke around my tattood initials So fire up the muthafuckin bong like its a missile Where the bitches? Somebody call the cell Tell em bring the liquor, some mixers, and high heels Im half naked and all these ladies is as well And you would be if you burn like we burnin, Im hot as hell Shells stuffed with the finest product these dealers sell I swear we done ran thru more papers this summer then the mail Fuck it, two tears in a bucket, lets get by Live for the moment lets get high And we floatin like Hey, welcome to Fuck-You Burger, May I take your order? Yeah, Let me get uh, let me get sixteen double double cheeseburgers Ok, we got sixteen double double cheese burgers Four of them without cheese, but still give them the same love as you would a cheeseburger Eh, add two more burgers Eighteen burgers total Let me get, let me get five of the circus fries Okay, we got five of the circus fries Three of them just put one French fry in there but put the same amount of sauce as if all of the French fries were in there Eh, and five vanilla shakes But which one of yall have money? Eh man Im broke Damn

And I heard that foreign cars is the only key to their hearts And its no love and Im locked out cause all I got right nows my balls And fuck these blond, celebritantes, wanna be rappers tryna be hard Labels tellin me Imma gamble, Im just tellin them play their cards Cause I work hard, matter fact no, more specifically I work jobs Flippin burgers, scrubbin floors, matter fact I deserve applause And fuck these stars, we on earth, kept it real amongst these frauds And did what they said wasnt right, how does it feel to be fuckin wrong, huh Oh my God, no one understands me here So put your hands up you dont give a fuck Im never gonna be like you Put your hands up if you dont give a fuck Im never gonna be like you Put your hands up if you dont give a fuck Im never gonna be like you Put your hands up Yes, oh my God And I like my chucks, dirty as fuck, attitude mean like how I grew up Hold grunges like I hold my nuts, never sober so I hold my cup And I never had much, but I always lived, the best times were when I didn’t have shit 20 dollar denim hopin that I fill the pockets up with somethin a little more than this balled up lint Im a Cleveland kid with a world wide dream, blue collar boy tryna chase that green No red lights im going full speed, no limits on whatever I want to achieve I been through hell, that’s why Im hot, I fear no man alive, but God Take anything of mine away, but take my passion, they cannot, Kell Oh my God, no one understands me here So put your hands up you dont give a fuck Im never gonna be like you Put your hands up if you dont give a fuck Im never gonna be like you Put your hands up if you dont give a fuck Im never gonna be like you Put your hands up Now put your fucking hands up And if you like me cause I never give in Put your hand up, let me see that shit Now put your fucking hands up Oh my God, no one understands me here So put your hands up you dont give a fuck Im never gonna be like you Put your hands up if you dont give a fuck Im never gonna be like you Put your hands up if you dont give a fuck Im never gonna be like you Put your hands up Yes, oh my God

I wanna be alright I wanna be okay Im sick of the nightmares Im sick of the bad days I wanna be Sedated, isolated Lookin in the mirror and I hate it Depressed, I never say it Find me face down on the pavement Maybe its all my fault Theres no one I can call for help Its really gettin worse than I thought And Im done I wanna be alright I wanna be okay Im sick of the nightmares Im sick of the bad days Lookin for direction Im headed the wrong way I wanna be alright I wanna be okay I wanna be Lobotomized then forget this Friday night, made a death wish Saturday felt like shit I do this to myself cause Im anxious I saw a movie and I wished it was my life And then I heard a song that I wish I wrote for you Cigarettes rotting me on the inside An X-Ray showin I got more bad news I wanna be alright I wanna be okay Im sick of the nightmares Im sick of the bad days Lookin for direction Im headed the wrong way I wanna be alright I wanna be okay I wanna be I dont wanna feel like this anymore I dont wanna feel like this anymore I dont wanna feel like this anymore I dont wanna feel like this I wanna be alright I wanna be okay Im sick of the nightmares Im sick of the bad days Lookin for direction Im headed the wrong way I wanna be alright I wanna be okay I wanna be

Look, you wanna know whos in my top ten? Me, me, me and me again Run and tell them that it aint pretend No fake news, CNN Run and tell them that I lay the pipe All my exes still sprung That must mean the double Xs on my chest aint the only thing hung What did I do to deserve this? I can tell you if you listen The difference is you a gimmick, I earned this Someone give me some detergent I just came out of the mud Wipe my sneakers on the rug No IDs for the club No idea where the stash is, hidden pocket for the drugs Tell the police suck my dick like sluts I will not budge Nor will I trust, I am rich like Russ I used to grab my daughter from her mothers house on 112th and Dove They tried to kill me in my dads truck I had a 40 in my pants tucked You know I am from the land of Young killers, no manners Put the purple in the fantas Eyes red like Santas And now a driver pulls the van up Now they watchin me wit cameras Had to shut down the campus All the way to Los Angeles See yall got me on some trash Got me speakin on the past Like I wasnt on a private jet with Dan Gilbert gettin Kyrie at the draft Like I wasnt shining on my XXL freshman class Like I needed these collabs Just to get these plaques No, I got plenty of em Man Im solo on many of em Yall know I changed rap Live shows I changed that Mosh pits since way back My guitar, I play that Yall witnessing a rock star kissin on a pop star Power. I bloom, no flower Swisher Sweet full of sour Thats a juxstaposition Shut the fuck up and listen Just to meet me in the present is a present Meet me for dinner at seven, a celebration is in order Book me a table at Beauty & Essex I dont need the menu neither Bring me some Yellow Tail and tequila Used to eat Taco Bell every evening Thats what the fuck I was doing in Cleveland Aye, worth the wait Third album on the way, yall know I slay I shotgun pump, I dont pump brakes Im my favorite rapper alive Since my favorite rapper banned me from Shade 45 I wonder, what now? Its the Gunna Look, yall dont gotta hear shit, ask anybody in the 216 If my name rings bells in them bricks, everybody know who that is So what you hate boy, you late boy You aint heard about that great boy The 3 letter name caucas boy Used to live right there up the way boy Man you heard about him, said the name Saw the iTunes and clicked to play You liked the shit and then bought the shit And put em on a playlist right next to Jay Yo girl saw me and I signed her tits Disappeared, you couldnt find the bitch And your heart stopped, you know what time it is Aye her man called me like Be humble, not now Its the Gunner, need my crown Gimme that

This one’s for the ratchet Yeah – all my bitches Ratchet – Cleveland we get Rachet… I need a ratchet bitch I want a ratchet bitch I keep a ratchet, bitch I love a ratchet bitch I said a ratchet bitch I want a ratchet bitch I keep a ratchet, bitch I love a ratchet bitch I said a ratchet bitch Bitch, I’m from Cleveland – all my bitches ratchet Bitch, I’m from Cleveland – all my niggas ratchet Bitch, I’m from Cleveland – all my bitches ratchet Bitch, I’m from Cleveland – you know we keep it ratchet Act like you don’t know what I need, bitch Hennessy and this weed, bitch Act like I’m the police, bitch – drop down on your knees Act like you don’t know what I said, bitch Ass up with your legs split Dick all in your mouth Talking’ ‘bout “I don’t usually give head” Bitch! Girl, you know you be popping’ it Don’t act like you aint Chris Paul, I make a pass My nigga hit it ‘cause you Don’t make me go get that I’mma turn it up and get Never seen a ratchet get wifed But I done seen these wives get ratchet I need a ratchet bitch I want a ratchet bitch I keep a ratchet, bitch I love a ratchet bitch I said a ratchet bitch I want a ratchet bitch I keep a ratchet, bitch I love a ratchet bitch I said a ratchet bitch Bitch, I’m from Cleveland – all my bitches ratchet Bitch, I’m from Cleveland – all my niggas ratchet Bitch, I’m from Cleveland – all my bitches ratchet Bitch, I’m from Cleveland – you know we keep it ratchet All my ratchet bitches get low All my ratchet bitches get low We smashing’ bitches then trashing’ bitches Passing’ bitches, D-Rose I fucked Keisha I fucked Tanya Groupies always fronting’ I just get behind ‘em I be fucking my hoes’ sisters My nephew, my son, nigga My step-sister started stripping’ Tell that bitch I want my funds All I know is get ratchet All these hoes’ll get ratchet Throwing’ all this cash I just flood the stage like Max Screaming’ “ Talibans, Talibans” In the club with my niggas I’m counting’ bands, rolling’ grams You should get you some, my nigga In the city, I’m that nigga I popped him, popped him, fucked her, fucked her Now tell me who that nigga? I need a ratchet bitch I want a ratchet bitch I keep a ratchet, bitch I love a ratchet bitch I said a ratchet bitch I want a ratchet bitch I keep a ratchet, bitch I love a ratchet bitch I said a ratchet bitch Bitch, I’m from Cleveland – all my bitches ratchet Bitch, I’m from Cleveland – all my niggas ratchet Bitch, I’m from Cleveland – all my bitches ratchet Bitch, I’m from Cleveland – you know we keep it ratchet This one’s for the ratchet Yeah – all my bitches ratchet Ratchet – Cleveland we get ratchet Bitch, I’m from Cleveland You know we keep it

Honorable C.N.O.T.E Okay, lets get it Picked up where I left off, four-three-two-one lift off Went to get the broom, I had to beat a bitch off People get so crazy when you rich and famous But I aint no jackpot hoe, and this aint Vegas Ayy, dont be asking questions about who Im dating Ayy, even if I got a girl, she know Im playing Ayy, smoke that tree like Willow, then moonwalk like Jaden Ayy, bossed up, got my gang rich, like this shit contagious Ayy, twisting up my fingers, no this aint sign language Thats that gang shit, how I’m raised back on that up the way shit Earn my stripes, you know I spilled my blood all on the pavement Knocked that man out, had to make a million dollar payment Lets get it Picked up where I left off, four-three-two-one lift off Went to get the broom, I had to beat a bitch off People get so crazy when youre rich and famous But I aint no jackpot hoe, and this aint Vegas Not at all, but the top floor, rented all Hoes in hotels, and the hall Its like Odell, how I ball Got a whole sale with the straw Now my nose red from the raw Mug shot, locked up abroad Fuck the police and the dogs, hold up Break the rules cause yall dont own my life Man, suck my dick Cops so racist, thirteen years old Lost my boy, shed tears for him Raised by wolves so when Im nice You know thats me in rare form Used to ride that public transportation, now Im airborne I still ride or die for everybody that I care for Lets get it Picked up where I left off, four-three-two-one lift off Went to get the broom, I had to beat a bitch off People get so crazy when youre rich and famous But I aint no jackpot hoe, and this aint Vegas Picked up where I left off, four-three-two-one lift off Went to get the broom, I had to beat a bitch off People get so crazy when youre rich and famous But I aint no jackpot hoe, and this aint Vegas

Uh, I see em try but they can’t do what I do What I do Yeah, and Im gon die before the day that I lose That I lose Bitch I am the man muhfucka , the man muhfucka Bring the horns in like I am the band muhfucka Talking bands muhfucka, bands muhfucka Cause this kid is worth a couple hundred grand muhfucka And I stand muhfucka, never ran muhfucka I aint backing down I put that on my fam muhfucka Damn, Im so hot youll catch a tan muhfucka No cam, this is really who I am, wassup? They say everybody been waiting to see the OG skatin On fos and Vogues, no Dayton Their license plate just draping Im the topic of conversation When it comes to the one they hating But I dont start over-compensating I just brush it off, it aint nothin Im the Trill OG of that dirty I put in work so Im worthy And Im hotter, than a hat on a giraffe sittin In the slizzab sittin on 30s So dont act like you aint heard me Cause Ill have to slap some sense in you And you know what Ive done, you know what Im doing Let me tell you what Im fin to do Finna put my city on the map Then Im going to keep it there Post up in a tight spot Then bring my people there Teach them how to grind, how to climb on that fucking ladder How to keep that money on their mind and make their pockets fatter Cuz the only thing that matters loyalty, honor, and the G-Code That’s how you motivate and shift yourself into Bun B mode MGK man they already know that we throwed So we gon hit em with a full clip if it dont work Then we reload them up Uh, I see em try but they can’t do what I do What I do Yeah, and Im gon die before the day that I lose That I lose Bitch I am the man muhfucka , the man muhfucka Bring the horns in like I am the band muhfucka Talking bands muhfucka, bands muhfucka Cause this kid is worth a couple hundred grand muhfucka And I stand muhfucka, never ran muhfucka I aint backing down I put that on my fam muhfucka Damn, Im so hot youll catch a tan muhfucka No cam, this is really who I am, wassup? Star status, big dip Levi weed, big zips Fuck the lies from them big lips Thats small time for my big dick Damn that boy done got big quick Probably cause I kept Faith like BIGs chick Probably be a good time for my name switch To Puff cause Im back on my big shit This shits too real for yall Cause almost everybody rapping isnt real at all Sometimes I forget I got a deal cause Im busy thinking about When I couldnt get a meal at all So everybody going through it, I can feel for yall And everybody in my team, I would kill for yall Represented for my city from the beginning So Ima be in it until the muthafuckin ceiling falls Ima Cleveland dog, damn right In the crib blowing loud like bag pipes I am from a place where you never see the sun in the summer Its like you under a cave with stalagmites Oh is that right? Better know your way around here fore you come Cause you may never get back right I am from a town where every one of the bats bite So you need a shit-load more then a flashlight, yeah What they gonna do to me? I live this shit Doc said I had a loose screw fix the shit Everything you trying to do, I did this shit Heres yall grave, dig the shit Im done with the games, I aint playin Im Machine Gun Kells, bitch Im sprayin Body full of chemicals so roll up the medical Muthafucka let me catch this plane, gone Uh, I see em try but they cant do what I do What I do Yeah, and Im gon die before the day that I lose That I lose Bitch I am the man muhfucka , the man muhfucka Bring the horns in like I am the band muhfucka Talking bands muhfucka, bands muhfucka Cause this kid is worth a couple hundred grand muhfucka And I stand muhfucka, never ran muhfucka I aint backing down I put that on my fam muhfucka Damn, Im so hot youll catch a tan muhfucka No cam, this is really who I am, wassup? Who I am, wassup?

Uh, roll another Ive been at it all night long Uh, bedroom, bad bitch, bright white thong Uh, but shes dark like the color of my heart is Uh, and I will never love but she fuck me regardless Uh, Im in Cleveland if you want to come and witness how a boss lives Uh, Im a Beatle to these people like Paul McCart is Remember hitting 93rd back to Slim and Dubs moms crib? When we aint wanna hear rappers talk about how their Saint Laurent fits Bitch I still feel that way people say that way People say that attitude will get you killed one day But even in my wake nobodys safe Cuz keeping fake fucks out of the game is in my will some way, okay? Lets not sugar coat it, dont no rappers want it Ill put the hands to em, they need hydrocodone Catch me in the morning Caught up in the moment On the corner with some youngins that be styrofoamin, turn up,  Im advanced with the burn up 25 Ls for your man thats murder 22. Cal in the pants, thats murder Homie let Kells on the track, thats murder 25 grams on the scales unheard of Add 3 more, make an ounce, then serve it Flip it to a chicken, let the town get word That you whippin that bitchh up in the kitchen like Ike Turner That is how they get it round here That is how the fuck they get it round here That is how they get it round here That is how the fuck they get it round here Its some Wahoo fitteds round here Its some tattood killers round here But everybody snitchin round here Gotta keep it independent round here  Gotta keep it trill round here Bikes hit one wheel round here Its a lot of pills round here Anything for them bills round here  They dont wear a mask round here They be coming for yo ass round here You could never last round here Call Kells for a pass round here Uh, Roll another I been gone all day bitch Uh, In the gutter with my brother up the way bitch Uh, Back in Shaker graduated 08 bitch Shit, I couldnt get As now a muthafucka A-list You know a muthafucka dangerous You know Im really in the Land with the gangstas  Im on Lakeshore heading to the range With my .40 on some Wu-Tang 36 Chambers Empty the whole thing then Im going over to Harvard I aint talking about Cambridge,  If you dont understand the conversation Thats cause you dont speak a real mans language Cant nobody see me on the Spades Im a muthafucking King with the Ace I be in the muthafuckin city on the lake Where they never hesitate to put a beam on your face I can make an eighth flip to a quake quick, shits basic 18, learning all that in Mitchs basement Big dreams, gotta chase em, stay anxious Just left Avis Im driving to the majors 2010 was a paper and a pen 2011 we was touring in a van 2012 was the muthafuckin year I put an album out Now I aint never looking back again  Let me get a hand, let me get a hand!  That right there is something you will never hear me saying  Bitch im from the C-L-E-V-E-Land All you see is E-S-T round me man Kells That is how they get it round here That is how the fuck they get it round here That is how they get it round here That is how the fuck they get it round here Its some Wahoo fitteds round here Its some tattood killers round here But everybody snitchin round here Gotta keep it independent round here  Gotta keep it trill round here Bikes hit one wheel round here Its a lot of pills round here Anything for them bills round here  They dont wear a mask round here They be coming for yo ass round here You could never last round here Call Kells for a pass round here

Yeah, get the fuck out my face I cannot feel my face I dont want time, just face Put it all on her face Get the fuck out my face I cannot feel my face I dont want time, just face Put it all on her face I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck I dont give a fuck, live fast die young I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck I dont give a fuck, live fast die young I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck I dont give a fuck, live fast die young I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck I dont give a fuck, live fast die young I been getting lit Since eleven years old, bitch Go ahead, call the cops Im on the roof, in my fucking socks I got a bitch in a halter top Dont give a fuck if its dark or not Bounce that ass all on me crazy Smack that, five rings on like Brady I just pulled up to the red carpet Drugs in every single pocket Get the fuck out my face I cannot feel my face I dont want time, just face Put it all on her face Get the fuck out my face I cannot feel my face I dont want time, just face Put it all on her face I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck I dont give a fuck, live fast die young I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck I dont give a fuck, live fast die young I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck I dont give a fuck, live fast die young I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck I dont give a fuck, live fast die young I aint gonna stop getting high I aint gonna stop getting high I aint never even goin try Even though I almost died But I didnt, I am alive I aint gonna stop getting high I aint gonna stop getting high I aint never even goin try I aint even gonna front Hurry up and pass the blunt, gun I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck I dont give a fuck, live fast die young I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck I dont give a fuck, live fast die young I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck I dont give a fuck, live fast die young I dont give a fuck, I dont give a fuck I dont give a fuck, live fast die young Get the fuck out of my face! Yeah head on no backin down Cant play around Did a lot of shit in my past Fuck that, look at me now Head on no backin down No playin around Did a lot of shit in my past Fuck that, look at me now Its been a long time coming now Fuck that, look at me now Its been a long time coming now Its been a long time coming now Its been a long time coming now Fuck that, look at me now I wear the crown

Ive known Kells since I was like eleven. We met in like sixth grade you know what I mean? Kells held me down a lot, my cousin Mikey held me down a lot. And thats really it, people fall off real quick when youre in here Ay tellem Ima need a minute, damn My heads fucked up I be thinkin jail whenever hearem say they need a sentence I be in the booth zoned out They say they just need a couple lines And all the years on the road got me thinkin blow Even though they just wanted some bars like jail time See there I go, somebody take this drink from me I love my bitches all Please God dont let them take none of the pink from me And since you need a filler for the dead space Sorry I had to get my head straight one of the homies back home caught a fair case And how Im suppose to feel When Im in Hollywood tryna get a couple mil And I just got a call that my dawg got killed And maybe it wouldnt have happened if I wouldnt have been outchea but Even still, even back when Dub had a job cuttin steel Even back when we was on the block up the hill On Hundred Thirty-First there was blood gettin spilled I aint re-invent the wheel mothafucka This is how it is where I live mothafucka Semis and the blue nose pit mothafucka Just in case they run up in the crib mothafucka Got kids mothafucka Fuck you think you knew about me? Got a question? I dont even want to talk to you, ask them They the ones that grew up around me Kept it one-hundred percent same crew till the end Kells Its deeper than that, you know what I mean? In so many years and all the shit we been through. Thats definitely my brother. I do for him, he do for me. And it was always like that. Aint shit change. Same mothafuckas we grew up with. Were still boys He never really been for the bullshit, hes one hunned Ay Ima need about an hour And a first class ticket, wait Make that a jet and a champagne shower Oh I aint rich yet Fuck it I can make a dollar and a dream work I was on the cover of the double X-L I aint talkin bout the big T-shirt Lace up Im finna run circles round squares in these Nike Airs Finna go hard with my dawgs that were right there Finna treat songs like a mothafuckin pound And flip an empty house to a mothafuckin crowd Know what Im talkin bout ,yes sir Errbody better pay respect this year I be in the Land with a steel texture Object in the waist just in case they test first Bitch Im from the east side, east side, watch First 48 I owe nobody, just know I rep, rep OH, get it? Fuck it if you dont Im just ventin like I use to do like these Rappers I will never mention How stupid are you? To think i would give you my attention When youre nothin but a peasant and I am a fuckin legend Can you feel that? Once we got to our high school, they werent teachin shit. So we would just go do whatever, get some money, whatever. But we were was always good at kickin it though. He would want to battle and shit, you know what I mean? Like he said he wanted to rap, so we would push into random battles at school. You know what i mean? I just knew one of us would make it in something. You know what i mean and i just felt that

1, 2, 3, 4 Let me tell you how the story goes See I was born to rock and roll My momma kept me close to home While my daddy was a rolling stone So I rock and I roll And I rock and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh So I rock and I roll And I rock and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh Who remembers tryna make a dollar out of 15 cents? Who remembers sneaking into liquor stores tryna get bent? Who remembers stealing every album out of pops old car? And listening to those growning up tryna be a rock star Back in the days, back in the – back in the days, backpack full of Andres Thats three stacks and The Chronic, no wait More like three dollars and a 2Pac tape Principal calling my dad, Colson isnt showin up to class Colson got into a fight, your son isnt gonna pass Well, youre damn right, my books were in the trash I was at Sharks, playing guitar with the band, jam Pretend like we were playing for some fans Go to chance, pretendin like we was paying some bands, ran Security caught us we, got banned, now dads at home Drunk, waiting with heavy hands, bam So I ran away with whatever CD it was that I was gonna play Music always had my back when its just me in the dark Fell asleep on the slide in the park, wake up! Let me tell you how the story goes See I was born to rock and roll My momma kept me close to home While my daddy was a rolling stone So I rock and I roll And I rock and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh So I rock and I roll And I rock and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh Today I took four shots Leaned out my window and pissed on four cops Noise complaints every day, knock knock But Im busy with four porn stars on my cock Busy damagin hotels and gift shops Quick to shoplift, take a wrist watch Put me on a stage at a show and I mosh I done shaved so much blow that I rock Do not try this shit at home Seem like every morning my lawyer is on the phone Talkin bout another fight or another case from another night With a dude backstage at a place upstate but Im done with it My life, have fun with it; call my little brother Rook, tell him get the drums hittin Tell the rest of the band to plug up, and yell to the rest of these bands to shut up! Mic check 1, 2, if you dont like me than check your IQ Cause I aint dumb, my mind is just numb from all the substance inside that Ive done I had to try some, be wild while Im young, go in the strip club with all of my ones But you dont want to live my life, Im just telling you about the highlights, Kells Let me tell you how the story goes See I was born to rock and roll My momma kept me close to home While my daddy was a rolling stone So I rock and I roll And I rock and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh So I rock and I roll And I rock and I roll-oh-oh-oh-oh Hold on let me catch my breath Ok over here to the left Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Okay Bennett Lane , Mary Jane, Eddie Cane, every lane, if said it then I live it, shit I done did everything

I aint slept in months yall Eyes so red I cant see whats real R-r-roll me up a blunt dog Sorry but this is the way that I live And if the world so big why cant I fit in? Feels just like folks back in the sit in Because I aint goin no where unless I eat and I wont play the game cause everybody cheat but I will pay the toll cause life aint cheap Keep Pac on the beat all eyes on me See I on the streets not I In-the-stry eye for an eye when it comes to the beef Got a problem with me dont come to the C 216 to the 213 thats what I call 21 jump street Never jump ship though that shit weak same crew Same boat muhfuka dont sink Im sayin Long nights, contemplating Stopping Satan from taking my life Bright lights, dark places Strange faces, this is my life This is my life, this is my life This is my life Let me tell you something you already know The world aint all sunshine and rainbows Its a very mean and nasty place and i dont care how Tough you are it will beat you to your knees and will Keep you there permanently if you let it you, me or Nobody will hit as hard as life but it aint about how Hard you hit its about how hard you can get hit and Keep moving forward how much you can take and keep Moving forward thats how winners done Long nights, contemplating Stopping Satan from taking my life Bright lights, dark places Strange faces, this is my life This is my life, this is my life This is my life Now if you know what youre worth now go out and get what Youre worth but you got to be willing to take the hits And not pointin fingers sayin you aint where you want to be Because of him or her or anybody cowards do that and that aint You, youre better than that

Welcome Should I do something like that? Do the, uh, the, like, right in be-, like, in between that A little scarier? More Dracula? Welcome Welcome! What? To Draculas lair? Welcome, to Hotel Diablo! I am your baggage claim man I, wait... I am your bellboy, Dracula How may I suck your tits fa- I mean take your bags? Hello Dracula is that you? Ahh haha, you caught me. Yes, its- Lemme do a, lemme do a run of that, hold on Fuck that, its not funny

I met you in the dark You lit me up You made me feel as though, I I was enough We danced the night away We drank too much I held your hair back when You were throwing up Then you smiled over your shoulder For a minute, I was stone cold, sober I pulled you closer to my chest And you asked me to stay over I said, I already told ya I think that you should get some rest I knew I loved you then But youd never know Cause I played it cool when I was scared of letting go I knew I needed you But I never showed But I wanna stay with you Until were grey and old Just say you wont let go Just say you wont let go, yeah And I never thought for a minute If you showed me a picture of my life now, that you wouldnt be in it Took me a couple months to say I loved you, but I meant it when I said it Wasnt much of a romantic, but you get it Didnt really smoke, but when I rolled it up, you hit it And we lit it up, shotgunning our kisses I used to have someone at 3 am that I could call Now it just rings and I dont get nothing at all Where you at girl? When you looked over your shoulder, yeah For a minute, I forget that I am older, yeah I wanna dance with you right now , oh You look as beautiful as ever, hey And I swear that everyday you will get better You make me feel this way somehow Im so in love with you I hope you know Darling your love is more than worth its weight in gold Weve come so far my dear Look how weve grown And I wanna stay with you Until were grey and old Just say you wont let go Just say you wont let go I wanna live with you Even when were ghosts Cause you were always there for me When I needed you most So I wrote this song for you Now everybody knows That its just you and me Until were grey and old Just say you wont let go, oh Just say you wont let go Just say you wont let go Say you wont let go

Mm, okay The simulation just went bad But youre the best I ever had Like handprints in wet cement She touched me, its permanent In my head, in my head I couldnt hear anything you said, but In my head, in my head Im callin you girlfriend, what the fuck? I dont do fake love But Ill take some from you tonight, yeah I know Ive got to go But I might just miss the flight I cant stay forever, lets play pretend And treat this night like itll happen again Youll be my bloody valentine Im overstimulated and Im sad I dont expect you to understand Its nothing less than true romance Or am I just makin a mess? In my head, in my head Im lyin naked with you, yeah In my head, in my head Im ready to die holding your hand I dont do fake love But Ill take some from you tonight I know Ive got to go But I might just miss the flight I cant stay forever, lets play pretend And treat this night like itll happen again Youll be my bloody valentine I cant hide How I feel about you inside Id give everything up tonight If I could just have you, be mine Be mine, baby I cant hide How I feel about you inside Id give everything up tonight If I could just have you I cant stay forever, lets play pretend And treat this night like itll happen again Youll be my bloody valentine Be mine tonight Na-na-no, na-na-no Na-na-na-na-na-na-na just tonight Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na just tonight Na-na-na, na-na-na Na-na-na-na-na-na-na just tonight In my head, in my head

Dopeman Dopeman Fuck the police JP Did This One I just hung up wit the dope man He just pulled up in the O van Piece in my pocket click clack Bitch I dont trust nobody, get back My tempo is slurred Twist that hash wit my herb Mix that soda and syrup Holdin my strap like The Purge Undercovers is the undercovers Run motherfucker run motherfucker My homie Tone threw his 45 on the ground Both got lost and they never get found Cut through the park stay low, stay low Hear the pitbulls bark, there they go I shouldve went to class this month But I said fuck that Im ghost, so I just rolled up on the dope man Ay, young gunna, OKAY I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man I got my slang from the dope man I always wanna hang wit the dope man I learned this game from the dope man Everybody give it up for the dope man I got my slang from the dope man I always wanna hang wit the dope man I learned this game from the dope man Everybody give it up for the dope man I just got a scale by the way Shout out Patty Cake by the way Told me never put a whole gram in a dime Give em point seven and them fools be fine But how you gon sell by the way You aint got a clientele by the way Ima hit Tri-C wit a couple packs And if the motherfuckers sellin Ima double back Phone ringin more than the operator And the dealers who deliver gettin all the paper I spend Sunday trapping on Union Serving my people like Communion Can I front em a ten? I am not a friend Give me money, take this Can I get an amen? Kells! Okay I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man I got my slang from the dope man I always wanna hang wit the dope man I learned this game from the dope man Everybody give it up for the dope man I got my slang from the dope man I always wanna hang wit the dope man I learned this game from the dope man Everybody give it up for the dope man We gotta make some money It can help us out with a better car Man fuck his son You gotta better idea? Its gonna be somethin yaknow We can get a job at Mcdonalds Man we cant get no bitches smellin like french fries We can get fat bitches Dopeman Dopeman Dopeman Dopeman Dopeman Dopeman Dopeman Dopeman

{New message} Ay, wassup man Im calling to let you know, bro That, err, I dont know how long its gon be man But, err, ya boy wants to do jail time But you know, going around Shakers, we aint kids no more Still doing the same shit March 30th is when I turn myself in and go to jail, man Till then, keep making them hits, nigga foreal You my best friend, my nigga, you saved me too, in college nigga now, foreal Throw your hands up, my nigga, the industry bout to gain one of the best, ya know They cant do it on their own Aight, Im going It’s just the, trials and tribulations This world is fucking crazy When I’m screaming “free my man!”, the crowd’s screaming “congratulations!” Cause we came from couches, to family houses, to corporations And I know these streets are a dead end, but these streets embraced me People I fuck with call me Kells, that’s what the streets named me Fuck where you think I’m from or how I live, the streets raised me And fuck the world for hitting my girl with that stray And letting tears roll down my face onto her casket at the wake then And Im thankful for living this long, cause a lot of us dont make it R-I-P to homie Rock who got shot after graduation And Jo Jo was an animal, I guess that’s why they caged him Caught in a vicious cycle of life as a young teenager My history class is bullshit, they feed us false information Fuck the founding fathers, millions died over Benjamin Franklin My brother fought in Iraq, but it might as well been prison Cause he’s home but his sanity aint come with him Fuck the world, screaming - I pledge allegiance, to the streets Hold me down, keep it G I pray the Lord, my soul to keep That’s why Im still standing in my Chuck T’s My Chuck Ts, In my Chuck Ts I’m standing strong, in my chuck T’s I pledge allegiance, to the fans To be the realest muthafucker that I can That I can, that I can Remain the realest muthafucker, that I can Yeah, so when they lay me down to sleep The last of a dying breed R-I-P Jesus died for me, government lied to me These people say they loyal, I just hope they ride for me And if I die before I wake then cry for me And keep my muthafucking name alive for me Look, I done seen some things that I would never tell my daughter And did some shit that Im ashamed of to get her what I got her I know the Devil’s hot, but I got something hotter And they aint from Jamaica, but my boys are fucking Shottas We never start no fights, but well go to war EST tatted on us, that’s something well die for These faggots had shit handed to them, but we earned it Roll a J, yell out my window Lace The Fuck Up! then I burn it Turned into the opposite of what they thought I would, skipping classes Voice of a revolution of troubled youth, kiss our asses And if government conspiracys a lie Then why the dollar got the all seeing eye? Fuck this world, screaming -

Yo I was, raised on a seperate side of the track in the land where the wild things roam Open up my closet see a tall leaf growin, pick a leaf off of the stem take it all to the dome Callin it, the Alice in Wonderland, spiralin down the medium better known as time Im stumblin Come back to my senses from the sounds of thunderin, trees talkin to me wonderin if ill ever come again Every single day until Im seein the sun again Starin at the ripples skippin rocks in the pond again Stimulatin every single cell while Im ponderin And the green leaves are fallin and shrivelin like the Summer end What shall I do, where do I go I want the fumes in put the towel under the door Im feelin the dro, puff it in and releasin the smoke Its not enough for me, I want it if u got it fa sho There are, things talkin to me mommy I swear Im seein figures in the dark get up and nobodys there Intangible shadows are fucking with me reaching for nuthin So I take a hit of this Alice now Im hopin for somethin Fuck all the puffin, elmer it up get to the huffin Treat it like christmas turkeys open up and get to the stuffin See if Im bluffin, Im ready to go to the moon Ill do whatever whenever promise itll get me there soon Im lost in my own mind, where do I go I swear This wonderlands not what I used to know Wonderland Wonderland Wonderland Wonderland Take me to the twilight zone, no lights on At the altitude where u be seein all the kites flown, Family concerned and convinced that my mind gone And they right, last night first class flights gone,HEY Mommy why the fuck the flowypier gotta mouth now Conversatin why Im layin on the ground now About face told me to get out now See the revolution of tomorrow in the clouds now So far gone, but Im not Drizzy Clevelands own but Im not Bizzy Nope no bone well then who is he? I dont even know anymore I swear I done went crazy All this talk about the life and the ice in the right hands could get u the dream and a nice tan But they dont say is the price is ya life plus a slice of ya soul as man and ya right hand 21 as long the cards set right Drop on my saliva gave my card deck life Queen of hearts tryna take away my best type The Ace of Spade make a muthafucka bet right Creepy crawlers tryna sneak up gimme bed bites Hide under the cover keep intruders out my bed life Hug the pillow keep it tucked under my head tight So the toothfairy cannot get up in my head, night

I be on it all day Like Big Boi and Andre Smoking on that kill bill That shit keep me high for days Treat a bitch like Postmates pull up Paint her face then vacate Spending money LA, California vacay Ay, gold flakes on my steaks Vodka in my Perrier I dont have no table manners Im a savage every day I dont cry but I smoke onions I fuck bitches up at Runyon My squad just bought machine guns In case you haters up to something, boom Woah, woah, dude wait The crib looking like SoHo UK Big budget finna ball like 2k I got a boutique in my closet Big booty bitch making me coffee And the crib speakers only play vinyl I got the Fugees killin me softly Gold chains on my dick Feeling like 2Pac in this bitch Feeling like Scarface in this tub Feeling like Snoop Dogg smoking this nug Tatted from the toes up looking like a thug Eyes all red, got em looking like blood Take a piss test, itll look like drugs If I take a piss test, itll look like drugs I be on it all day Like Big Boi and Andre Smoking on that kill bill That shit keep me high for days Treat a bitch like Postmates pull up Paint her face then vacate Spending money LA, California vacay I got hoes in Venice And that pussy water I am from the land Meet my nigga on water I got hoes in Georgia And that pussy gorgeous Im a fucking savage Might slaughter your daughter Ho, Im Gods son I wanna be my father I am on a higher level, cloud 9 and one Holy moley, slow your rolly Im hot bitch, cut the fan on I should put some Vans on Make Dane tell me damn dog Doobie stogies I be burning I smell like I was burning My bitch look like she could be Spanish Every time we fuck I fuckin vanish Peter Pan Neverlanding The heater man, blam the cannon Bring it back like DJ Cannon Save the drama, baby momma Cause I am not the baby father By the way I know he hate me probably Im just bending corners Placing pickup orders Banging at my door, yeah It makes me grip the .40 I should drink a 40 I rather you ignore me Im just bending corners Placing pickup orders I be on it all day Like Big Boi and Andre Smoking on that kill bill That shit keep me high for days Treat a bitch like Postmates pull up Paint her face then vacate Spending money LA, California vacay

All fuck niggas exit the building Right now Gang in the building Gang gang Tell your partner you dont never want no problems with my Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Yeah bitch you know Im know Im out here wildin with my Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Whoo! Dont make me pull up on your partners with my Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang You aint never gotta ask you know I be that we that Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang gang gang All my niggas really in these streets Better not fuck with me We gon pull up bout a hundred deep You not touching me 10 chains round my neck, and I dare you try to reach You must thought this shit was sweet Pussy boy you ’bout to see Got them choppers outside, we gon take your life boy I aint trynna throw no hands, you see all this ice boy Brought them pistols to the party, no we do not fight boy Put them shooters on yo ass, better not touch my white boy Yeah they had me down to roll, whole city screaming free me Let me out of jail cuz they know the streets need me Rubber band money gang dont play Wildin with the gang stomp a nigga in these Yeezys Hey! Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Yeah bitch you know Im know Im out here wildin with my Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Whoo! Dont make me pull up on your partners with my Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang You aint never gotta ask you know I be that we that Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang gang gang Gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch nigga Gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch nigga Gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch nigga Gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch nigga Yall be trynna talk, I aint trynna talk I be with that scrappin in the yard, get that fucking chalk Get yo bitch Jefe jefe jefe what they call me Im just twenty-six See what happens in the club yo DJ doesnt play my shit Ah! Bitch Im turnt up off the Hen I be wildin with my gang like I just got up out the pen Never sober, I be smokin soon as I get out the bed Cuz I aint never felt the same since they put pistols to my head Make some room What the fuck they gon do Tie that flag around my forehead, Im EST till my tomb This that gang gang, that double X, and I rep the set with no rules Homie, what? Tell your partner you dont never want no problems with my Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Yeah bitch you know Im know Im out here wildin with my Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Whoo! Dont make me pull up on your partners with my Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang You aint never gotta ask you know I be that we that Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang gang gang

Yeah, okay Now there’s a meaning to this thing called life But you just gotta find it in this thing called strife I wish I could rewind and show you this is all hype Show you just because they stars doesn’t mean they got stripes, for real though But me, I got them verses that’ll kill though And me, I’m EST, now that’s a family I would kill for Shout out to the fans who held me down before the deal though And I can’t forget my team, I pray one day we make a million, and blow it all Cause when we die we ain’t taking it wit us Materials make a king, knowledge makes an apprentice Now ain’t that backwards, we impressed by the fame in this era My girl a queen, she don’t need a tiara She don’t need an umbrella either just give her the reign We don’t need help, they built the pyramids without a crane Insane sometimes I feel we born without a brain We only looking at the dollars, what we really need is change Im sayin, if that shit doesn’t register, might as well get used to stealin singles out the register Baby momma calling, she need 30 for a pedicure Student loan collector blow your phone up on the regular How we supposed to live baby? This isn’t it baby We supposed to have a condo and a crib baby, damn But you forgot the first rule of the game They don’t remember riches, they just remember the name Kells Uh, so go and get it homie One thing for sure I know the block ain’t gonna get it for me Two thing’s for certain, I ain’t tryna let em pigeon toe me And if they is just know I’m walking wit my pistol on me This ain’t that B shit or C shit, this is that D-O-or-D shit That means Do or Die, cause ain’t no you, if it’s you and I I ain’t a gangster but I will be just to stay alive I’m rollin’ in the cut, staying high Roll to the cinema and stay the night My life’s like TV with this daytime drama All this Law and Order, a lot of comedy And relationships like Tina and Ike, these bitches craaaaaazy That’s why I’m tellin’ ya Look up at the sky instead of starin at a cellular You could be the greatest, why would you wanna be regular? Just know that your greatness comes from how they gon’ remember ya Not from how you spend baby, that isn’t it baby You ain’t gotta have a condo or a crib baby But now you know the first rule of the game They don’t remember riches, they just remember the name They don’t remember They just remember the name Kells Rose from the ashes like a Phoenix Rows fillin, rows fillin up in them arenas Got my weight up in my hood we call that triple-beamin’ Fuck introductions, skip the name and just call me Cleveland Homie calling for bail, tryna get out this precinct Tell ‘em we give ‘em hell, funny I started preaching And when I say I gotta respect the city you gon’ believe it Cause everybody left us and they know I’m never leavin So I turn it up one time for the days standing on the corner Talkin shit and getting lifted, sippin’ brews and Arizona And when one time came through everybody gone except for me I couldn’t leave, I am a loner, with the mind of a stoner And dreams of putting this game in a choker And fuckin her till she pay me like Oprah I’m not a hoper, I’m a knower Of whats in the forecast like Al Roker So even if it pours, I am Noah, two oars Two rowers, row us to two shores Found promised land, now we lying on two floors One for the fam, the other for two whores Fuck two minutes, I did this in two chords, of course I’m too versatile for a chorus Done too many tours to be a tourist Fuck the magazine, I am The Source I am too bossed to be employed More stories about your boy than Chuck Norris Kells, listen up!

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Brush your teeth and light the J up Bake, word Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Bake, bake Bake Veggie oil in the pan, god damn Fry the chicken with the ham, yes maam Butter biscuit with the jam Twisting up another gram Fuck, Im late to work again Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Brush your teeth and light the J up Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Ay, smoke me out, though Got the homies on the couch Rolling up an ounce right before I bounce Checking my accounts, aint no fuckin doubt I spent the whole amount cause Shorty pissed I pulled off in the whip and drive Supposed to hit the job, but Told my boss I quit cause Im a boss and shit Fuck this 9 to 5 Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Brush your teeth and light the J up Bake Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Bake, bake

Man, Kells, come ‘on, get off the bus, bro, lets go! Bruhh, I’m tryin get chill and get high motherfucker Get high on the way bro! You driving! Ill catch ya’ll in a second Mad good vibes in this building! Yea, that’s what’s up! I go to sleep in the morning, and wake up when I wanna I am my own employer, I be high off marijuana Shit I might start my day off at the crack of 6:00 PM And spend per diem on 24 hour breakfast, look 8 plates, and you can’t have a taste Only bosses keep a bong inside they work place I just wanna eat some mushies in the Mercedes Trippin down Venice like a menace cause of earthquakes I need a dentist cause I chipped all of my teeth on the tour Probably from all them nights of passing out on the floor Took some acid in Minneapolis, that was with Mod And got locked in the freezer, I swear to God I go to sleep in the morning, and wake up when I wanna My name is MOD SUN , and I’m a fuckin stoner What you doin with your life if you ain’t gettin high I don’t buy from anybody, I am the supply Hair longer than ya girl, but I am the guy Smokin in the car, riding, bumpin “Do or Die” I’m so fuckin high Who the fuck am I? Oh that’s fuckin right! Man Kellz I told you, I said that’s fuckin right! Yea, aye MOD SUN, I gotta come up with this hook I be like, I be like If you smokin put them J’s in the sky, Put those motherfuckin hands up high I be like If you smokin put them J’s in the sky, Everybody in this bitch get high, If you smokin with them J’s in the sky, Everybody in this bitch gettin high Me and Mod be like If you smokin put them J’s in the sky Everybody in this bitch gettin high, If you smokin with them J’s in the sky Me and MOD in this bitch gettin high If you smokin with them J’s in the sky, Me and MOD in this bitch gettin high If you smokin with them J’s in the sky Me and MOD in this bitch gettin high If you smokin with them J’s in the sky Me and MOD in this bitch gettin high If you smokin with them J’s in the sky, Me and MOD in this bitch gettin high If you smokin with them J’s in the sky, Me and MOD everyday gettin high I be like, I be like x3 Grouch, you want something to drink? Yup! Here! It’s like uhh, earthy … Goin, goin healthy sucks!

Its been a long time, Im coming now Here it is, aint no running now Oh, Ive seen it all from a distance Oh, I saw everything Its been a long time, Im coming now Here it is, aint no running Oh, its been a long time, Im coming now Oh, I saw everything

Yo, I havent wrote a song in a while I guess Ive been down Guess I didnt the have energy to pick a pen up Shit, I barely have the energy to crack smiles Similar to back in the class, I was barely gonna pass With a flask full of Jack and a book full of raps and an ear full of laughs Similar to back when I barely had some money for the gas, ask Pops if I can borrow the car today Someone asked me to be on a song today And they said I can do a couple shows wit em If I help them sell a couple of tickets at the mall today But hey I know you wanna see me keep a job Keep school first, blah blah blah But all I got, is this one shot And Im taking it to the top If I dont gotta load up another box In this Penske truck, fuck that Cause next year the rent be up, fuck that And my bank is empty bruh, fuck that The world tryin to set me up, fuck that So I bounce back like jumping jacks Take a pull, and see how my lungs react And I dont give a fuck if it kills the brain Cuz reality itself is killing me mane So I need an ounce of weed, and house for me Everyday when I wake up A hippie bitch with no make up Who loves to fuck and roll Js up Fat ass with little A cups You know just what Im sayin, cuz And Im like fuck 15 minutes Im trying to live infinite I dont got a big yacht My legacy is all I got So I call three bitches and my dealer on the same cell Told them to pull up to the something place hotel Felt like I had maids in the room Girl cleanin dust off the surface like brooms Shit, you know I gotta start my day off with a shot Cheese eggs in the middle of the pot Throw a little leather on the wrist Bout four rings on the fists, bitch Why I need a watch? And its always my time Even back before the young man got signed Even back before the mixtapes got heard I was in the streets, fuck being online And if you wanna turn up, we can turn up like a motha fucka I pay fifty for a shot like fuck it Small price when you keep one hunnit True thanks on the red carpet get blunted Never changed for the public Yall look disgustin Look at me court side next to Kate Upton Look at me pouring 5 cups of White Russian Speaking of which, bitch, I just came through customs Speaking of which I been dreaming of this to redeem All those years I was treated like shit to receive The awards that my peers seems to get Received a convertible top on this whip Bitch I feel like Fif Time to get rich or die tryin Tired of heating grilled cheese up on my iron Its time to get three hoes or more, Frankie Lymon The weed man can call it good timin Cuz I need an ounce of weed, and a house for me Everyday when I wake up, Bitch I need some Hennessy and a house for me Everyday when I wake up Kellz

Im so God damn gone I dont know where home is Feeling real sauced up no boneless I keep it G, fuck keeping up with the Joneses Smelling so funky that you would think that I was homeless And the fans like, Kells stop playing with him That girls man like, bitch stop laying with him And the haters on the internet tryna be thugged out But them dealers and killers man I was staying with em Eastside Cleveland to the death yo Fuck LeBron, the Kid never left yall Forget the number twenty-three man its EST You see it tatted on my chest, we the best yall Couple stacks if you wanna get a verse from me Make a diss track if you wanna get a hearse from me I got the gift already so I fuck bitch ass dick shit if you wanna get the curse from me Cause everybody be wanting something that I got Leaning on me like a tripod But Im already leaning up with the liquor They be running up like do or die guy, Kells on their iPod And Im fucking with these trees real heavy man, real real heavy man Blowing up brown good, the shits real pettigrand Mix it with the red I be calling that shit spaghetti Ill be all up in the mountains blowing on that white yeti, man End of the day Ill be chilling man, whats new Im for the people not the rappers man, fuck dude Id rather be a lame than rely on a name Or rock sunglasses in the dark man, fuck cool And the album coming soon yall bear with me Laced up, Chuck Ts brought a pair with me Hit 123rd for the sour Dies Though Im blunted in the car looking like a flares with me The people here with me hold me down, all dogs homie, no meow Thats why my circle as small as a penny cause aint no-one sold me out But funny how everyone knows me now And before all this we had the streets on lock, man, Dub knows Ask Ash what it was fore we book shows Me and Slim in a 1 bedroom, no money no food but now we eating good though Now I could go Anywhere up there, all I gotta do is push go Give me the green light meaning give me good dro From a land far far away where the wood grow And Im staying real throwed like a pitch Cop a whole zip put it in a dish Blowing something real real evil so I call this witch You got dirt so I call that ditch, you bitch The dope boys feel me, the suburbs feel me Your girl definitely does, cause she here with me So really you dont have a choice but to deal with me And you like my shit, keep it real with me Matter of fact, lets keep this one hundred If I was pocket change I would be one hundred You would be a nickel, even when Im nothing I was still a two fifties equalling out to one hundred So keep it one hundred, Kells is that boy Who resuscitated the city dog, that boy Who got a whole coast behind him, that boy So if you want the real, listen to that boy And Im that boy, 20 years old With the world on my shoulder like a fur coat Used to be square now Im in a circle Sipping Merlot, for real man? for sure So about it youd think I was from No Limit Real white boy rap, dog, no gimmick Bringing the game back to life with no clinic Because I let em see the real me, no tinted So Im in this, the new face of Hip hop I gave the game a shake up And this brand new change comes in the shape of A 6 3 blonde haired boy, lace up

Yeah, bitch I’ma thoed ass, blowed ass, dick in the throat ass Wake up in the morning, hundred joints rolled ass Rich muhfucka, wit no class Bitch I’m from the land, you don’t wanna go there Bitch you talkin grams, I be smokin’ O’s, yeah Hotbox whip, I don’t need the Ozium I ain’t hiding my shit, I’m a fuckin grown man If the cops come, then oh well, uh huh I’m still smoking my Blu Cantrell Yeah, I might fuck around and blow a zip Have both my lungs like oh shit I’ma show them how a Cleveland muhfucka do Bitch, went straight to the league from the public school Shit, ya’ll know it’s no struggle, no progress Hmmm, so I told the bitch work, go topless Church, I’m a muhfuckin asshole Tattooed to the sandals, fuck a bitch while I stand though Burn a little wax, no candle I’m buying Cubans by the pack, no Castro They know I never try to hide like Camo We in the mothafuckin field like Rambo And you know I will steal a rich boy Lambo And drive that mothafucka straight to a bando 24/7 get work, I grew up around them Hot Boyz, Lil Turk Ay, I’m 25 gotta get turnt, I’m a young rockstar like Lil’ Kurt Ay, 20 after 4 get burnt, everyday’s Friday, no Big Worm 30 more days till the first and the hood gets paid, you better learn, bitch I been around like a merry-go I swear a year ago, I told myself to piss on every hater like a urinal I ain’t tryna hear no, not gon fear no We ain’t really have to tell cause niggas still tellin on Name ring ring like a telephone, DUB-O! I don’t know ya, EST, I’m a soldier All we do is smoke doja, still make ‘em say uhhh Master my P’s so cut the head off a cobra I’m in tip-top shape, yup If I want it, I could get ya taste girl Play the cut, how the cut should be played yup Everything about me going way up I sit back and watch you talk a lot while you talk a lot Got to keep it pimpin, so I take the pimpin back to the parking lot I’m a G wit it, OD wit it, nigga if we talkin money then you know we get it Your face lookin hella mad, yeah you hella mad doing hella bad, I’m seeing that And me, I’m eating hella crabs, yeah hella crabs, getting hella fat, by the pocket yeah Bitch don’t get it twisted, I been poppin on the low I’m underground wit it, nigga you ain’t got a clue I been had the Juice like Q on the roof And you can dig up Bishop if you ever want the truth Young nigga got Thoed ass, thoed ass, thoed ass Blowed ass, dick in the throat ass Wake up in the morning 100 joints rolled ass Rich muhfucka, rich muhfucka I am from the land till I D-I-E If you getting right you need a Hum-vee And a big bag of that OG Price so low you would swear I wit the police If she come wit me, she ain’t comin back Tell her put it on my lap, clap it like a jumping jack Run up on me if you want I’ll tell you to, I’ll run it back I wonder can he handle that, naw he can’t handle that I got 10 freaky bitches tryna lick a nigga nuts 100 crooked cops tryna get a nigga luck God bless the track niggas I can see the future and it come wit hella racks wit it Like I’m up at Saks wit it Young Kyrie with the shot Young Don Juan, what you thought? Take her up top, then I let her drop I’ma B-A Double L until they put me in a box, Ball

Twentyfour Hold up Hit-Boy Hop in, roll up Bad bitch shotgun toes up Gang signs, my block All tattoos on my top You can never ever stay the night Rockstar thats my life Never ever look at the price Bitch dont try my life Ay, ay, ay Hop in, roll up Bad bitch shotgun toes up Gang signs, my block All tattoos on my top You can never ever stay the night Rockstar thats my life Never ever look at the price Bitch dont try my life Hold up I dont need, I dont need love I just need three in the tub Give me good weed and some rub, yeah Scrape up em knees on the rug, yeah I aint gon show you no love, no You say my name you a dub, no Picked her up from the islands She say Twenty you wildin Ayy, stayed up, cant sleep Couple chickenheads its a eight piece Girls in the car is all topless Rock God I was born in a moshpit, ungh Hop in, roll up Bad bitch shotgun toes up Gang signs, my block All tattoos on my top You can never ever stay the night Rockstar thats my life Never ever look at the price Bitch dont try my life Yeah, piped up and I cant stop it Bang twenty bitches and pop it Record label thinks Im crazy Showed up with the thing, no safety You cant take me out the hood, dont fake me Hundred twenty eighth, we ain’t have AC Hundred square feet to a hundred K fee If you aint noticed I dont give much of a fuck lately Dont you ever try my life VVS diamonds, my ice Brand new Range Rov black She cant never come back Hop in, roll up Bad bitch shotgun toes up Gang signs, my block All tattoos on my top You can never ever stay the night Rockstar thats my life Never ever look at the price Bitch dont try my life Hop in, roll up Bad bitch shotgun toes up Gang signs, my block All tattoos on my top Kells! You can never ever stay the night Rockstar thats my life Never ever look at the price Bitch dont try my life Hit-Boy

Time, one more time One more time One more time One more... Yeah, we gonna do it uh For the nights in the past we aint do enough For the unforgettable nights we couldnt take in Cause we were too busy guzzlin the gin All in, til we spew it up My city love me so whenever Im home I get the messages saying that it is on Tell my homie Seven order up another zone Me and Dubo getting high, Slim pouring the patron In the club nights, Ciroc boys in the building bitch Motherfuck VIP Im trying to see all the girls in the crowd get wild And which one of em is trying to suck D-I-C Somebody go and tell the DJ to play my shit Man Im so Cleveland, yeah thats my shit Bottles all gone, take a few more sips All these hoes got money, so Im filthy rich Rich, got they rich, and they love to spend it all on my click They know we dont like clothes so they strip Sign my name all across they tits, shit Now where we at next? I dont know but wherever we go dont dress Half naked and my chucks still fresh Half baked but Im not no chef Yes, let me hit it one more time like Brittany Let me get 9 more shots like 50 Bitch I hustle, but I aint Nipsey Bitch I rage, who gets tipsy? Last call for alcohol So all the hoes go and get in my bed And I say hoes cuz I mean more than one Ima freak, so girl go and grab your friend, Kellz One more time, Kells, Kells, Kells One more time Smokin out, pourin up Keep a drink up in my cup Smokin out, pourin up LACE THE FUCK UP And Im, back on my bullshit Walk in the room can you smell that ugh shit Speed it up energetic Red Bull shit 93 Michael Jordan red bull shit And Im so MVP, Derrick Rose aint got shit on me And I fuck like a porn star All of the girls no I dont play ball But they know that I got that D I am on Jets, no NYC Now Im in stores like FYE Saw my face on MTV She suckin with no hands like an amputee Goddammit Im me, dammit Im Kells I dont cuff hoes, what I look like jail? I just fuck hoes, and I fuck them well And make them pay me, call that bail Bottles on me like a newborn Gotta put the crew on Pull up to the party in an all-black Yukon Presidential shit, but I dont got a suit on No shirt, gotta keep it hot like Tucson And I rage, and I rage, better than yall Any day, any place, bet I go hard Step into the party and the cameras go awe Little bit of liquor when im in my drawers Oh naw, hell naw I am wilder than a motherfucker, aint I? I can smoke all your weed dude, cant I? I be smoking shit that make you do the macarena I be on the east side, living with the gangster I be fucking your bitch, she is a complainer Cause she be screaming real loud like a singer Let me hit it, let me hit it, one more time

You, its you its all for you Everything I do, I tell you all the time Heaven is a place on earth with you Tell me all the things you wanna do I heard that you like the bad girls, Honey is that true? Made it lost it came back flipped it Always faded, lifted Hit that corner whipped Hit the dealer, whipped it Always on it, mind your business Im always high, the sky aint the limit Ball like Melo, cars all tinted Chain black and yellow, Pittsburgh Steelers Sport it knocked it tossed it flipped it Took my flow and switched it, took my dough invested Your whole life is scripted All we do is party, drinkin, molly raggin, shawty raggin Money come retarted huh, press the button start it up Tryna be a dope boy ridin with a coke boy Strap with the low boy 50 for a show boy Niggas made it rain I made I it snow boy Started with a dollar and a hope boy Now a nigga hot got millions in the bank Crib on the water spend a milly on the tank Montana piece look silly on the link Montana and Wiz spend millys on the dank Smoking weed in my expensive car Im ridin high Im flyin high Told you niggas say the shit you want So dont even take the chance or try to try my guy Designer sayin supplies gettin low Weed man say its kinda dry Potty mouth, rockstar, at the top and still tryna climb Drop the top sit back recline Hundred-K thats just the ride Fifty-K thats just the chain Thirty-K thats just the time Tour came thats just in time Thats more racks, thats more racks Private plane you know thats flyin Im boardin that Im boardin that Rollin up smoke, boy ridin with the coke boy Smoking on strong pack hit it when choke boy When Im on the road bottles like dope boy When the police come, I dont really know boy Half a pound in seven days thats smokin If you aint bout your family or getting bread you jokin Yeah! Take it to my world! In my hood When the summer time came all the dope boys made it snowstorm I remember being so broke, I was rockin Chucks in a snowstorm checks didnt go long I was painting picture what I was getting to make it connect like Voltron Pay rent, get food, Cover Drug Sacks, So forth and so on Get a jacket to throw on Then I hit the streets and live do it big like tom hanks In a grown mans world is a brave make kid Yeah then we all steer Out of the gutter into a cloud we made our crib Me, French and Wiz, blowing the the whole zig Tryin to show the hood how to whip this Benz Tryin to show but the world never showed us Livin in a world where our parents never showed up And the snowstorm got rid of my jackets and made a cold cut, over most of these mother tryna live like Oprah Kids round here tryna live like Hova Pushin a row of off coke With the butterfly Effect on the door they just flow up Pick up the pace, turn up the bass Im singing this right in your face I made the call forgive me Cause I did this all for you So whether you do or whether you dont This gon bang and this gon bump Hit your J or split your blunt DPG then we turned up Blue bandana, French Montana All around the world first class VIP, bubble bath Touchdown, two points Wide reciever Khalifa bless me with two joints They told big Dogg, he gotta get up on this hit dog Turn it up let me hear the beat for a second Have a few puffs then I breathe on the record Then we go like merri-go, round and round This right here is for the underground I wonder how, I break it down for you

Kells, uh Woke up, time to grab my phone book Gotta call my boy but my head feels like it hit a tow truck So what? Living life in the fast lane tore up! Tryna eat my toast but I had so many drinks Im throwing up Hit the school with fo of us , one rollin up that doja Then we open doors up, smoke coming out the Rova Always celebrities, man everybody knows us Teacher ask why I smell like smoke? Bitch cause we just toked up! I dont give a fuck, cooler than seven below bruh Anaconda dick, Chuck Taylor toes keeping my nose up Gonna keep our hopes up , on the block where they keep that holster Where we live like every days the thirty-first of October From the block to the burbs From my spot to the curb Got the drink, wheres the herb? All my bitches whats the word? Take this fifth to the face Party life, heres a taste My professors in the place, even that motherfucker say Hell yeah Yeah! We drunk as fuck and dont care so hell yeah Throw them bottles in the air so hell yeah We high as fuck and dont care like hell yeah Throw them burners in the air so hell yeah We drunk as fuck and dont care so hell yeah Throw them bottles in the air so hell yeah We high as fuck and dont care so hell Yeah Cuz MGK up in here so Hell Yeah Uh, schools out just got my report card All Ds, I ran it over with my sports car Then my pops called , wanna know if I got my grades Im like cmon dad, you know your boy got all As So I gotta go, manager calling my phone, I guess its showtime Three cars deep, full of hoes that we met online Brought the house down, blog and saying that Kells shit Facebook and Twitter updates, ring Kells bitch! From the block to the burbs From my spot to the curb Got the drink, wheres the herb? All my bitches whats the word? Take this fifth to the face Party life, heres a taste My professors in the place, even that motherfucker say hell yeah Yeah! We drunk as fuck and dont care so hell yeah Throw them bottles in the air so hell yeah We high as fuck and dont care like hell yeah Throw them burners in the air so hell yeah We drunk as fuck and dont care so hell yeah Throw them bottles in the air so hell yeah We high as fuck and dont care so hell Yeah Cuz MGK up in here so Hell Yeah ... Hotel room, penthouse at the party where they smoking fluid Top it off with the top floor, full of women laying with their tops off in the jacuzzi Living life like a movie We aint got a Pina Colada, so we spike a smoothie Party hard, cops aint knocking, they on duty From the block to the burbs From my spot to the curb Got the drink, wheres the herb? All my bitches whats the word? Take this fifth to the face Party life, heres a taste My professors in the place, even that motherfucker say Hell yeah Yeah! We drunk as fuck and dont care so hell yeah Throw them bottles in the air so hell yeah We high as fuck and dont care like hell yeah Throw them burners in the air so hell yeah We drunk as fuck and dont care so hell yeah Throw them bottles in the air so hell yeah We high as fuck and dont care so hell Yeah Cuz MGK up in here so Hell Yeah Yeah, its your boy Machine Gun Kelly MGK Your already know what Im doin Im livin my dream without a in my pocket, God damn it Lets go Uh, uh, uh so hell yeah, yeah Throw them bottles in the air, so hell yeah, yeah , what up?

What up, dude? Why is your day so bright and mines so red? Ha, haha, ha, hey um, Im doing these, Im doing these covers for fun. I need a song request. What are you thinkin? Rihanna - Love on the Brain What? heh Rihanna - Love on the Brain Wow, okay, alright, fuck it Thats got me feeling this way Alright, done Kill it Alright, thanks Love you, man Love you, later Aight, 3, 2, 1 And you got me like, Oh, what you want from me? See I tried to buy your pretty heart, but the price too high Baby, you got me like Oh You love when I fall apart So you can put me together and throw me against the wall Baby you got me like I-I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I-I Dont you stop loving me Dont quit loving me Just start loving me And Im fist-fighting with fire Just to get close to you Can we burn something babe? And I run for miles just to get a taste It must be love on the brain Thats got me feelin this way It beats me black and blue but it fucks me so good And I cant get enough It must be love on the brain, yeah And it keeps cursing my name No matter what I do Im no good without you And I cant get enough It must be love on the brain Hard tangled up Hahaha

I know, you dont wanna see me like Ridin through the day and night Tryna get my money right I know, you hate to see me doin right Switchin cars and changin flights Tryna get my money right And I know And I know Until these dollars in my pockets fat as 10 wallets Man, Im tryna ball until my paper stretch like Ben Wallace I got respect, now I just need power like 10 sockets Plus Im fly as fuck Man, I musta came outta the womb with 10 rockets Gone, B-b-blast off I grinded my ass off Now my hotels filled with 20 bitches with they pants off And we blow that cash crop Puff, puff, pass on Til that green is gone Shit, it looks like we mowed the grass on C-L-E, man I rep my town Everyday bleed that orange and brown Muthafuck what you talkin bout Less EST comin out your mouth Im puttin on my gang an shit You puttin on your hatin shit Your girl told me Im the best I aint have to say shit Ok, everybody knows I be on my job Label me the Diddy of my city, doin anything for a penny An when Im In Da Club call me 50, making people Whoa like Black Rob Dont nobody ever wanna see me shine But you cant block the sun Since Im a star, that mean were the same Which means Imma shine no matter what So call me Kid, call me Kells If you aint about shit dont call my cell I had my fans before my deal And they hold me down cause they know Im real So say Im this, call me whack But when I come around better tuck your sack Its EST all around the world So the whole planet got my back Fuck your cars, fuck your clothes Walk up in the spot, take all your hoes 20 dollar Levis, I dont need Green Guys Alphabet Cake baked all them Os My hotel, my hotel? You wanna know what happens in my hotel? Is that your girl? I know her well She was here last night, now bitch go tell Tryna get my money right Tryna get my money right Tryna get my money right Tryna get my money right So why you talking down now? Because I run your town now? Because Im ring leader of And you a clown now Because you fell off bad as fuck Because Im on, you mad as fuck Because me and my team made it ourselves, you lookin mad at us Or maybe cause the streets you call your hood rock with me more than you An member in the same building the crowd watchin me more than you Do I get paid more than you? No but your a fuckin fool Cause that girl that you trickin, call your wifey, chose me over you Bitch!

Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades I been fucked up for the last two days straight I been fucked up for the last two days, dog And I cant walk Got me off of my shit man I cant lie, dog, Im so fried, dog Im so high, dog, this is my life One night Ima get it done Cant stop til I see the sun One bite, hit the drugs Cant die, Im too young I feel just like Jimi back at Woodstock What did you just give me in this Ziploc? Blurred lines, blurred lines, I just fucked for the third time Purple rain, purple rain fell in my cup, slurred rhymes Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades I been fucked up for the last two days straight I been fucked up for the last two days, dog And I cant walk, and I cant walk I cant walk, and I cant walk I cant walk Let me tell you a little somethin bout me Ima finish what you getting started So dont be fighting at my fucking party Cause Ima fuck you up Bitch thought of my crew, though Dont blow my crew, though Make room for the crew, though I got girls in the front, huh 2 grams in the blunt, huh Rolling up that funk, huh I feel just like Ozzy back in 8-5 My girls just want sloppy ice cream paint jobs I served it up, I served it up Its the young gunner, you heard of us I just got in three fights So I aint slept for three nights Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades Yall cant see my eyes behind these shades I been fucked up for the last two days straight I been fucked up for the last two days, dog And I cant walk, and I cant walk I cant walk, and I cant walk I cant walk

Hoodzone Productions Ayy Lately been on that fuck a nigga shit Take a nigga bitch and then I pass her to the clique I say, see me, I dont got no time for no bitch I just get em for the bros, Im just worried bout them chips, Im a, ayy Shot call, lil nigga, Ima stay wild Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound Shot call, lil nigga, Ima stay wild Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound Fuck a bitch and then I put it in a bitch throat Never give a bitch yo phone, thats a no-no Off tops, new chain and my wrist froze Loaded up, still bouncin with that .44 Fuck a bitch and then I put it in a bitch throat Never give a bitch yo phone, thats a no-no Off tops, new chain, and my wrist froze Loaded up, still bouncin with that .44 Stop it, niggas knowin that I drop shit Get popped quick cause them niggas that you rock with Like Jay said, bitch I gotta keep a chopstick Big stick, I bounce out with that mop stick These niggas talkin, watch I pull up in that fuckin Hemi Tote automatics so I pass my lil bro the semi Ima rock this lil bitch til that tank empty Ima still blow that bitch til the clip empty Bitch Im a P , bitch Im a G Took that lil bitch now that bitch off the leash Lately been on that fuck a nigga shit Take a nigga bitch and then I pass her to the clique I say, see me, I dont got no time for no bitch I just get em for the bros, Im just worried bout them chips, Im a, huh Shot call, lil nigga, Ima stay wild Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound Shot call, lil nigga, Ima stay wild Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound Aye, YBN I need a piece of this shit hold up Aye, Gunna, lately Im fucking everybodys bitch Take they lil shit and then I throw it on my wrist Im a outlaw never played the politics In the Grammys with a gun until they put me on the list I had, two popstars in the same pic Now them two popstars on the same dick Ruthless, whos bitch did I have at Ruth Chris Eating up two dicks like Twix? Its the Young Gun, one ton Suitcase full of Ben Franks in the trunk Double X Gang in the flesh Bounce out with the pistol with the Moncler vest Oh you mad cause Im styling on you We eatin Penne, all Italian on you Three albums on you Man you not really with this shits You dont wanna go to war with the twenty one-six Bitch Im a G Bitch Im a freak My bitch bring two bitches, bitch that make three, I say Lately been on that fuck a nigga shit Take a nigga bitch and then I pass her to the clique I say, see me, I dont got no time for no bitch I just get em for the bros, Im just worried bout them chips, Im a, huh Shot call, lil nigga, Ima stay wild Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound Shot call, lil nigga, Ima stay wild Hot nigga, I belong in a dog pound

Ladies and gentlemen Please welcome the underground champion of the world He goes by the name MGK, and his flow is timeless Uh, I let it breathe a lil bit Yall have been sleeping on me so long I let you get a couple more Zs Fuck it! Look It goes K -E double L-S straight from H-E double L-S In the same league with a double VS Tim West, can I talk my shit? Hold up, It goes C to the izz-L, E all Dizz-ay... This is for my people thats working for low pizz-ay Birthin em in the hood where they jerking em This is dirt cheap living, thats why were selling soap Tell them come and get it Politicians are gimmicks, Obama didnt do shizz-it Mitt Romney can suck a dizz-ick You know how the fuck I spit it You got a problem then spill it Matter of fact you like Ben Stiller Theres Something About Mary, and when you get balls, zip it! I speak on what Im living Im my citys mortician I kill any resident to bring my dreams to fruition Speaking of fruit, Im in Heaven Mixing OG with lemon On my reverend I was on my airport twenty saggin my denim Taking 747s to the UK like Lennon Tell them to pre-order my album, that shit probably selling And theyre probably yellin, and I probably tellin you If you heard a hater get cracked, it was probably his melon Uh, and if theres smoke, then Im probably inhalin Im a rock star, theyre looking like thats probably Van Halen Now whos best? Him yes, Tim West Spin this, back 50 times like Olympian gymnast Boy Im a G, I make the queen my mistress With rhymes so dope, that I failed my piss test (Uh, hold up, I dont think they got it, lemme reiterate Tim West, I said, I said) Whos best? Him yes, Tim West Spin this, back 50 times like Olympian gymnast Boy, Im a G, I make the queen my mistress And my rhymes so dope, that I failed my piss test And this just strictly from my teenage mistfits From low class districts of which Ive witnessed Now heres my wish list: Rolex, Benzes, bottles, bitches Haters, dismissed! Uh, uh, now before, alright! Before we ever do this shit Imma just tell that Eminem murdered this shit Ten times better than a mother fucker like me could ever murder it But Imma just pick it as its knees, mother fucker And make it hard for him to walk You know what Im saying? So fuck it! Look, look! Watch as I claim my position on this road to perdition Envisioning my revisions during this brief intermission Just let it breathe Uh, my introduction to this game is essential Never exaggerated publicly, Im stretching the mental Keeping it simple, why stop? Let me move with the tempo Experience the innuendos coming out of my dental Im a politician with a beautiful vision I see my opening, let me make the incision Im the newest addition M-G killa killa Kells I rock wells spitting that fire from a living hell Tell me whos real.. Cleveland, whats up? Cleveland, whats up?...Lace up, check Now people fear what they dont understand Well my community comprehends grams, uh We do what we can, picturing a better living so Im driven like Benz Live, learn and keep growing, thats the theory of man Expose my flows, poetry flowing uncontrollably Im the positive exterior while yall is just a ho in me Hopefully what? No, I kill with my songs My weapon of choice is my voice, so Im strap til Im gone And Im gone, Kells I got more bars than a jail I got more heat than the sun itself You would think i was a member of hell You would think I didnt have any manners The way I use this beat for myself And if anyone of you got a problem then lemme call Tim West on the cell and well tell you Kells is the man with the plan With like one, two iron rings on his hand And this is for the fans in the stands That held me down from the start, bitch, and this the end!

Gunner, Gunner Walk up in the spot with hella reefer on me Pockets full of what? Hella quarters, like Im bout to feed the meter Only two seaters, I mean two chiefers We aint even parkin We just spark it and fly frequent Up in the sky, Jesus Gave me high fives, Peter Pan full of yams Trees lit like Christmas Eve Im so facetious, so indecent Fuck the world and leave it speechless Rock that jacket with the cheetah Look like Elvis with these sequins, Im sayin Roll up, my nigga, whats the hold up, my nigga? Smoke until my eyes red as Coca Cola, my nigga Where Im from you get popped, that aint soda, my nigga Got a bag full of green like some groceries, nigga Yeah, fast life, hash pipes, lit up like flashlights Fast cash, back scratch, steal off on last night Super stoned, where is home? I missed the last flight Aww man, hella saucy, I got the last bite What you call it when you feel like youre on the moon talkin? Michael Jackson with my actions, I call this moonwalkin Movin backwards, rollin Backwoods, I dont care whos watchin EST a fuckin army, Im the platoon sergeant Roll up, my nigga, whats the hold up, my nigga? Smoke until my eyes red as Coca Cola, my nigga Where Im from you get popped, that aint soda, my nigga Got a bag full of green like some groceries, nigga Look, all I ever wanted was the cash I dont roll it up if it aint gas Tank full, goin to the moon I can see the snakes in the grass You could never ever get us, ayy Its a Tommy Hilfiger day Aint nobody realer than us Aint nobody triller than us Ayy, Birdman hands on em Hermès smell on him Bitch you know we comin out the land Shout out to the fans Early Monday mornin, haha I packed a Tulu bag high as fuck, already soarin Where you goin? Space station, engine roarin Gettin face in the foreign Sex tape like its porn Spades game with the Martians I dont ever do the norm Ay we only steppin out for the big shit Champagne supernova type shit Cards on the table, ace, king, queen, haha Roll up, my nigga, whats the hold up, my nigga? Smoke until my eyes red as Coca Cola, my nigga Where Im from you get popped, that aint soda, my nigga Got a bag full of green like some groceries, nigga Roll up, my nigga, whats the hold up, my nigga? Smoke until my eyes red as Coca Cola, my nigga Where Im from you get popped, that aint soda, my nigga Got a bag full of green like some groceries, nigga

Yeah, g-shit And I aint smokin none of that unless the weed stick Bitch Im in the zone and if I ever leave Fuck a jacket Ima rock my tattoo sleeves I got thirty naked bitches in the kitchen Crumblin the herb and rollin it up in the Swishers Kush is my cologne, every minute blowin heavy I dont smoke it on occasion, everyday is 4/20 All I do is flame shit, I dont do that change shit EST for life bitch, ya I do that gang shit Look at who I came with, better fix ya face quick Cause I gotta lot of muh-fuckers with me we all on the same shit Now pass me the dutching-ton, I still gotta nickle crumbled in the George Washington Order up a quarter my connect is on the phone Mix the purple with the lemon G kush and get stoned God damn it im gone, blowin with the wind Cleveland is the city, see it showin on the brim Black lights on the tats glowin on my skin And my blunt is never lonely all my Ls got twins blaze up! Yeah, blaze up, lil bitch blaze up So what the fuck blaze up, ugh, blaze up, kels Blaze up And we burnin up like the heat is on Kelly smellin good, blowin wood Bitch my life is like a weed-a-thon Size 12 Chuck Taylors what my feet is on Laced up blazin back to back like repeat a song And fuck the police boy, I say it proud And if they hear me fuck the police say it loud 20 dollars and a dream bitch Im livin Back strokin in yo girl, no swimmin boy thats pimpin You wanna know my goal, a couple sold out shows Some hoes and a pocket full of woah Got it for the low, tear the place up Pass the dutch and blaze up, motherfucker lace up Ughhh. blaze up, Hundred words and runnin Lace up. lace up bitch. EST blaze up Kels laced up. Gone

I was young and I was reckless man Moved out at seventeen and made my momma mad I thought I had it all figured out A pocket full of pills and a forty in my mouth Peeled out in my big black Chevy Flipped it six times and I knew that I was ready To straighten up because my best friend died I didnt wanna carry on living that life And now Im running from the scene cause I was caught up in the crime Its a loaded memory Yeah, it kills me every time And Im trying not to scream but its eating me alive Im still haunted by the best years of The best years of my life Yeah, lemme take yall back I was young and I was helpless man Self medicating my own depression man I drank a bottle after breakfast Took a look in the mirror ripped the rosary off my necklace Damn I lost my job so I lost faith I just saw a baby bump in my girls waist I need a drink to feel right Party with my homies to escape from real life Yeah, we had it all figured out A pocket full of pills and a forty in my mouth But, I never shouldve let my best friend drive cause hes the reason my child will never see me alive Damn! Now Im running from the scene cause I was caught up in the crime Its a loaded memory Yeah, it kills me every time And Im trying not to scream but its eating me alive Im still haunted by the best years of The best years of my life All of a sudden nothing matters anymore He lost it all, his life was scattered on the floor And now his familys tryna pick up all the pieces I am locked up in a box, I am a monster Im the reason that hes gone Wish I could take it all back Press rewind and take a picture of the past Pause it, feel my heart turn black My lungs are smoldering, Im breathing in the ash Now Im running from the scene cause I was caught up in the crime Its a loaded memory Yeah, it kills me every time And Im trying not to scream but its eating me alive Im still haunted by the best years of The best years of my life Im still haunted by the best years of The best years of my life Im still haunted by the best years of

Whats really good? Niggas tell me that I made it when I hit the hood Old girl gave it up like I knew she would When you saw me, you aint swing like I knew you would On that fake shit, thats a Whoopie Cushion Old from the start type and he aint gettin whoopings I could tell, crabs in the bucket if I fall Ill break shells They hating on Jesus, I aint tripping, oh well Im just tryna live, word to bond Swipe it like a visa, catch me if you cheetah Franklins new Aretha I am great, nice to meet ya On my toes like a ballerina After this shit drop, I wont be making pizzas I aint never lie, killin everything moving, Mr. Homicide Mr. Dinner Date, Mr. My Guy I been doing this but right now Im at an all time high I heard you talkin shit but Ima let it slide And maybe your chick too, I shine like a gold tooth Cause niggas is so poop Fetch me a trash can, Im suttin like Shaftman Yeah, body body like P in 97 man Yall niggas out here lookin like Terry Yall niggas out here lookin like Made peace with the past, hello future Cant look back, no time for that Waiting on a miracle, you cant do that You gotta go and get it like a pick up order, ay I woke up out in California, my Cali chick like good morning Food cooked, weed rolled for me I just laugh cause I think its funny Everybody love you when they think that you getting money Ay I cant wait to ball, like a bad ass kid, tear up the mall And she got some on, tell her pull down them drawers Hit it on the first night, I never call Married to the game, rockin chains instead of wedding ring If he in the way stretch him out like a limousine These niggas frontin they dont want the cake like Anna Mae I am here to stay, I put that on everything I put that on everything, I put that on everything I put that on everything, Im here to stay I put that on everything Me and the crew sippin brews, steady skipping school Never trusted no one so we tuck a 22 Call a couple bitches, fuck em till they mouths drool Thats how a young muhfucka from the land do I mean a young muhfucka from the land too Trill, too real, too ill Excuse me if I do not do it for the camera Bitch I grew up in the jungle, Im fuckin bananas My gorillas wit me and m dealer wit me Wit 50 pounds of the sticky icky Straight from the ??? boys in the Windy City Pity, pity these mothafuckas smokin bunk I light a j and kill a verse, put that shit in the trunk Back in shaker used to kill em on the table a ton Bet a couple dollars you could lose the shit if you want Fuck a rest, still chase change Always make the mothafucka money Never let the money make me, bitch Young gunner, salute when you see me I live what Im rapping for real, you just do it for TV, believe me My hands bulimic, throwin up Ls Those fans deleted wack rappers and listen to Kells Used to walk up to the dairy market, get me a shell Cop a gram from the 5 for my homies in bail Still 357 under the front of my belt Now my album is selling off the fuckin front of the shelves This a evolution, a real mothafucka made it, what a revolution Still muhfuckas hate it, but they couldnt do it Let me educate the students You couldnt measure my ground with 80 million rulers I do this Shhhh, you could try me if you want and be foolish But Im the champion, that means that everyone else loses You put that money on me, guaranteed youll recoup it Bitch I am legend, name a rapper that I havent influenced Kells!

How many special people change? How many lives are living strange? Where were you while we were getting high? Slowly walkin down the hall Faster than a cannonballWhere were you while we were getting high? Someday you will find me Caught beneath the landslide In a champagne supernova in the sky Someday you will find me Caught beneath the landslide In a champagne supernova A champagne supernova in the sky La-da-da-da Wake up the dawn and ask her why A dreamer dreams shell never die Wipe that tear away now from your eye Slowly walking down the hall Faster than a cannonball Where were you while we were getting high? Someday you will find me Caught beneath the landslide In a champagne supernova in the sky Someday you will find me Caught beneath the landslide In a champagne supernova A champagne supernova Cause people believe That were gonna get away for the summer But you and I, we live and die The worlds still spinning round, we dont know why Why? Why? Why? Why?

MGK: Let me take it back to Cleveland, where I love the peeps, yeah Grind all night, sleep once in a leap year Never had a beach chair, city of the hard knocks Let one of us make it out the city, bet we all rock Coming out the East Side, where they do not play much Clouds always loomin, we dont see the suns rays much Still I got the paper, gotta make sure the lights on Its the mistake on the lake to you, but this is my home Tatted it on my arm, bet I represent that Homie Im from Cleveland, I will tell the President that Hardest year, we been there. Made some of the greats here Midwests best, this is MGKs year Shouts out to St. Claire, Uptown, yes yall Heading to the Flats, get it poppin off with Steph Floss O state monster, this the home of King James We are not the Empire, but this is where the kings play Ashley Simpson: In Cleveland, though we rep our city Who likes separating the grime from the gritty Wheres Slick Fitty? Well cause trouble in any city that we live in When youre from Cleveland Survivals a must on these streets, we hustle and dont sleep Out here in Cleveland, Cleveland, Cleveland Bravo: Oh, Oh, OK, OK, now here we go, welcome to the Cleveland Show But this aint no cartoon, reality is all we know Youre tuning into Bravo, yeah you hear me everywhere But theres only one of me, let me make that very clear Yeah Im from that Terminal, you can see the lake from here Faith in my teams, we keep gettin closer every year But we got the King though, so hopefully we overcome Yes I have a dream, and I no I aint the only one Art Modell tried to steal my heart, but we brought it back Thanks to Cleveland Clinic, now they call them kids the cardiac Rock Hall, Science Center, Tower City, all of that Warehouse District, Euclid Corridor, and all the Flats You know that Im a Tribes fan, and I love Slymans Crocker Parks a perfect place for me to spend some time in Baby this is Cleveland, it is so much more to us You can even go to Severance Hall to see an orchestra Ashley Simpson: In Cleveland, though we rep our city Who likes separating the grime from the gritty Wheres Slick Fitty? Well cause trouble in any city that we live in When youre from Cleveland Survivals a must on these streets, we hustle and dont sleep Out here in Cleveland, Cleveland, Cleveland Machine Gun Kelly: Long nights, cold winters, it aint nothin pretty So much hate up in this itty-bitty city If you can make it here, you can make it anywhere Put your hands up in the air, everybody say Yeah! Yeah! Yeahhh! Ashley Simpson: In Cleveland, though we rep our city Who likes separating the grime from the gritty Wheres Slick Fitty? Well cause trouble in any city that we live in When youre from Cleveland Survivals a must on these streets, we hustle and dont sleep Out here in Cleveland, Cleveland, Cleveland

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