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The drug man don't deliver I'm in this bitch so sober My bitch get off at 9 At 6 she took my Rover I can't think straight I need drugz in my life I can't think straight I need drugz in my life How the stoners keep that dope smoke Promethazine so slow I can't be sober no mo Hate being sober I rather be wasted Hate being sober I rather be wasted I can't think straight I need drugz in my life I can't think straight I need drugz in my life I can't think straight I need drugz in my life I can't think straight I need drugz in my life I can't think straight I need drugs bad I ain't tryna show no love bae Got 4 in my cup and I don't give a fuck Tell your bitch to turn up and bring more drugs Lil bitch and she roll with gang Pop a pill now she roll with me Big bankroll in my jeans So you know ain't no cuffin me But you know how it go though Bring a backwood down and I'll roll though Got a white bitch with me named Coco She in love with the D in her coco All my niggas they flexin finessin Off of them drugs but you know they be reckless When we pull up we be aimin at chests All my niggas they aimin at reckless know that they reckless The drug man don't deliver I'm in this bitch so sober My bitch get off at 9 At 6 she took my Rover I can't think straight I need drugz in my life I can't think straight I need drugz in my life How the stoners keep that dope smoke Promethazine so slow I can't be sober no mo Hate being sober I rather be wasted Hate being sober I rather be wasted I can't think straight I need drugz in my life I can't think straight I need drugz in my life I can't think straight I need drugz in my life I can't think straight I need drugz in my life Last night I was so drunk I was up in stars dreaming purple mixed in as the potion Sippin addict pimpin THC I'm stonin dippin And its 8 in the morning, Im still goin hard though And I'm hard in Chicago, the mix make the time slow I promise just taste it, that Red Bull to chase it Let's make a toast, let's make a toast cause we made it The drug man don't deliver I'm in this bitch so sober My bitch get off at 9 It's 6 she took my Rover I can't think straight I need drugz in my life I can't think straight I need drugz in my life How the stoners keep that dope smoke Promethazine so slow I can't be sober no mo Hate being sober I rather be wasted Hate being sober I rather be wasted I can't think straight I need drugz in my life I can't think straight I need drugz in my life I can't think straight I need drugz in my life I can't think straight

I need drugz in my life1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> My niggas down to catch a body, Ohhh! Shout J.D out man King of Chicago man Niggas know how the fuck we rocking squad I’m telling these niggas, You hear me L’s Fuck all the opp niggas, my niggas pop niggas Slide through and they drop niggas No soda they pop niggas Fuck niggas dont rock wit us We dont rock with Nobodyyyyy, Nobodyyyyy (Nobody,Nobody) You ain't no killer you ain't kill nobody (bow!) I sip on that lean I don't sip wit nobody (I’m sipping on lean I dont sip wit nobody) When I was locked up I ain't have nobody (nobody) I’m talking bout nobodyyyyy(nobodyy) Let’s go , Let’s go, Let’s go, Let’s go Cut up for a check Why diss he ain't where I'm at My block my city where I'm at Nobody never gave me shit Now got this pint of this Act When niggas ain't never give me shit My momma struggled tryna borrow with hundreds To make sure we was with Never with out You ain’t gone shoot pussy, you never whip out Twenty-five city tour off a mixtape Nigga look at the clout No shoes to designer nigga look at me now No sleep to a mansion nigga look at my house If no one know, you should you know Paid for guns, paid for lawyers Paid my dudes funerals Nobody was in my corner Nobody gave me shit, I had earned it And I told my gang I wasn’t done In my corner it was nobody Fuck all the opp niggas, my niggas pop niggas Slide through and they drop niggas No soda they pop niggas Fuck niggas dont rock wit us We dont rock with Nobodyyyyy, Nobodyyyyy (Nobody,Nobody) You ain't no killer you ain't kill nobody (bow!) I sip on that lean I dont sip wit nobody (I’m sipping on lean I don't sip wit nobody) When I was locked up I ain't have nobody (nobody) I’m talkin bout nobodyyyyy (nobodyy) Let’s go , Let’s go, Let’s go, Let’s go 30 on me, 50 on me Bape on me, safe on me Trap with me, wraith on me Broke boys get away from me Bad bitches want to taste on me Choppa bullets don’t play homie ,let it spray homie Bitch nigga, today can be your day homie Lil Durk bitch I’m with that (gang) Pussy get kidnapped (aye) Pussy just sit back, five 30 like a kitkat Dogg Pound with me, Rest In Peace little Polo shawty I just pulled off in a Audi Nigga should not had doubted me Before all this rap shit been savage Look at my clarity diamonds Ever since I been with shawty These bitches been eyeing me (get out of here 2x) These niggas is bitches I know they some hoes Let’s get it, L’s (Where you going?!) I’m ridin through Lamron wit all of my woes! Fuck all the opp niggas, my niggas pop niggas Slide through and they drop niggas No soda they pop niggas Fuck niggas dont rock wit us We dont rock with Nobodyyyyy, Nobodyyyyy (Nobody,Nobody) You ain't no killer you ain't kill nobody (bow!) I sip on that lean I don't sip wit nobody (I’m sipping on lean I dont sip wit nobody) When I was locked up I ain't have nobody (nobody) I’m talking bout nobodyyyyy(nobodyy) Let’s go , Let’s go, Let’s go, Let’s goEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> They don't want to see us come alive How the niggas who went hollywood steady rappin' about the trenches? Cut niggas off, they was all in their feelings

I told him cut his bitch off seen her ridin' with them niggas And I find that shit crazy they hate who be against me Yeah I'm so ten toes I'm who they fuckin' with You niggas talkin' bad about me tell 'em suck a dick I told my brothers that we blood I don't know who my cousins is And if you is you hang with them you know what is it I swear I'd go back to jail for all my brother's kids I swear I'd go back to jail to see my brothers live Shoot shoot then file the ambulance make sure you dead for real Yo' parents rich you sip with spoons my family ain't left a will And we ain't doin' no sneaky talk they ass had left for real And why he talkin' out his chest like he a (?) still Them niggas ain't worried about no shooters they was made to kill I put my heart inside my music I got pain for real Justin lost his grandma I got pain for him Made me call my grandma way more And since she changed my life I gotta change yoursEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Stuntman, woah, woah Nigga I just bought a chopstick, no Benihanas And I got that AR, so where the drummer Got an old ass Tommy gun that got bodies on it Come get me nigga, I don't worry, no I keep it coming Niggas swear that they shooters, ain't shot shit Ask about me, they gon' tell you that I drop shit When Glock clips on hot shit, really hit your top bitch I can put this chopper down drop quick Y'all be beefing over pussy nigga? I swear y'all some pussy niggas On weak shit, beef shit Y'all ain't with that street shit I shot up your whole body, closed casket, y'all can't see shit (Shit there goes Snap Dogg) That's an opp nigga That's my chop nigga I'm really with the shit, do your homework Coulda put my niggas on you but I do my own dirt Nigga I just bought a chopstick, no Benihanas And I got that AR, so where the drama Got an old ass Tommy gun that got bodies on it Come get me nigga, I don't worry, no I keep it coming I don't need no shooter, I'm my own shooter I don't need no shooter, I'm my own shooter I don't need no shooter, I'm my own shooter It was them got the shooters, we ain't (?) Game is water, stand in them trenches with .45s raining Show money go up to 50, them niggas can't be jaded Red light, green light, catch you at red at night my city dangerous Cause your life, you cool, but when you're dead niggas make you famous Homicide been looking for me, riding around with my bitch There go Durk, let's get him, (?) cops and (?) Hit that Smith and tell these rappers diss 'em Swish 'em, catch 'em, blick 'em Instagram and Snapchat might be the calls of the victims I don't need to shoot, I know my brothers got me I got Rugers, Macs, .40s, 90s, wooden Dracos with the handle Fuck a rumor nigga, ask me for the truth And I'm talking (?) street, (?) I got the juice Nigga I just bought a chopstick, no Benihanas And I got that AR, so where the drama Got an old ass Tommy gun that got bodies on it Come get me nigga, I don't worry, no I keep it coming I don't need no shooter, I'm my own shooter I don't need no shooter, I'm my own shooter I don't need no shooter, I'm my own shooter It was them got the shooters, we ain't (?)2EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Turn up, turn up, turn up I just sold drugs to a junkie got me feelin' like the devil I just went into my jeweler then I iced out me a bezel (Iced out me a bezel) Rats inside a war yeah, pass the (?) In the trenches in Margielas pull out money then they jealous Now I'm rockin' Balmain, came a long way from them embellish My momma raised a man but I told her that I'm mental Pull out the money and grab it Pull out his diamonds and grab 'em (take 'em) Kidnap his ass and grab 'em Get off them racks and grab 'em (take 'em) I say warriors, these bitches gon' worry us That Glock is B.I.G., my shooter Notorious And I've been to Cali, they can't extort us Young bull on the come up, Bobby Portis

And I grab them both I'm investing Off them drugs I stuck my dick inside my bestie (I'm messy) You was my plug but I found out you tryin' to finesse me (bitch) Yoh think I'ma trick on my fam, arrest me (shhh, don't say nothin') Someone please call 911 (Let's get it, L) It's a murder please call 911 (pull up in, let's get it) Pull up in that 911 (That's that new Porshe 911) Shorty they gon' cop down some (Let's get it, brrt) I be hangin' 'round the murderers (murderers) I woke with some murderers My brothers they some murderers (they some murderers) My red bottoms they some murderers (turn up) My momma know the worst She ain't no fan but she know my verse (she know my verse) Margiela Margiela my shirt (Margiela Margiela my shirt) With this uzi I feel like Lil Vert (yeah yeah) Just put my momma in a mansion (yeah yeah) Bro he on parole but he be tryin' chance it (Let's get it) And I gotta tract that mail where it's landing (where it's landing) Rob me just don't chance it I'm with them bandits With them bandits, with them bandits I'm with them bandits, I'm with them bandits You tryin' rob me just don't chance it You tryin' rob me just don't chance it It's a murder1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Never put a bitch before dem niggas Niggas in my blood, never snitch on dem niggas I never btm on niggas Never taking leave you in that bitch all in the building No, I take a case for dem niggas Run up on the niggas, take a face for dem niggas No, roll that L's 3 times for dem niggas Life, love, loyalty, I be there for my niggas Wake up around 100 niggas, lord know this shit is real Never gave me my niggas name, that's why they sentenced me a year Loyal but I'm self made, for them wait I gotta deal No medication in my eyes, I told you that it's Benadryl 2012 white Hummer, same year, my summer 300 that's the game, L's up, but we don't draw numbers Beams on that Glock 10, now you're facing head trauma 48 grammy, even death know I ain't saying nothin' Both away, don't bark yourself, swear my car it parks itself I'm selling white, no Michael Phelps, know that money marks the death But I still take my chances for my son and OTF Deep inside my bro ain't tell them anything I know them, that's respect Never put a bitch before dem niggas Niggas in my blood, never snitch on dem niggas I never btm on niggas Never taking leave you in that bitch all in the building No, I take a case for dem niggas Run up on the niggas, take a face for dem niggas No, roll that L's 3 times for dem niggas Life, love, loyalty, I be there for my niggas Even though I've called my case and jack boys tying to catch my face Police trying to add a case, don't want me see another day They branchin off these niggas, that wanna see a nigga break Pride is all I got, now I'm working on my inner faith Gave my niggas 15, it's easy doing 13 straight But it's hard deep inside, know it's maybe 28 But I'ma hold them down, long as loyalty be on my face I'ma stick around, long as these clown niggas don't get my face L's, them fake ass niggas, them snake ass niggas No rat ass niggas, keep TEC ass niggas You can't get right, I leave them left ass niggas, let's get it Never put a bitch before dem niggas Niggas in my blood, never snitch on dem niggas I never btm on niggas Never taking leave you in that bitch all in the building No, I take a case for dem niggas Run up on the niggas, take a face for dem niggas No, roll that L's 3 times for dem niggas Life, love, loyalty, I be there for my niggasEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Straight gang shit, you know how the fuck we rockin' man Got JL in this muthafucka, OJ, Doodie Lo what up gang? And Ikey, wassup bro? I come from them trenches Shorty 'nem on a mission That right price, lil bro will get you missin' Them clips always extended My gang, we be in it tho You ain't no killa, ain't kill shit You ain't no killa, ain't kill shit You ain't no killa, ain't kill shit

You ain't no killa, ain't kill shit 300 who I'm in the field with Real niggas who I drill with Off the drank I don't feel shit Off the perc I'mma kill shit I'm just tryna to get a meal bitch Glock on me it's extended Run up on me you finished Lord forgive me I've been sinnin' With the gang we chillin' Busting jugs 'round the city Kuku gang they with me Don't try Durk, shit get risky We pull up with them FNs Them four-fives and them glizzys Fat boy, he with me He gon' squeeze the shit til it's empty In them trenches with them glizzys Sticks on us and I'm messin' Cocaine got us messin' Leave a fuck nigga missing On the block yea we tippin' Pull up getcha business Bust some jugs, mind your business Catch a murder, kill a witness My trigger finger still itchin' My double cup I'm still sippin' Trap hard with them glizzys Them clips always extended 12 on me I'm dippin' Niggas ain't really killin' What the fuck nigga, niggas trippin' Gang gang gang! I come from them trenches Shorty 'nem on a mission That right price, lil bro will get you missin' Them clips always extended My gang, we be in it tho You ain't no killa, ain't kill shit You ain't no killa, ain't kill shit You ain't no killa, ain't kill shit You ain't no killa, ain't kill shit Got sum killas that kill somethin' AMG they kill for me Know sum gangstas that a kill sumthin' Got sum breeze that a kill sumthin' Nigga try me, know you dead nigga Sliding in and out the vans nigga Kuku gang bring a lot of rugers Them and us, that's a lot of shootas 50 pounds, that's a lot of Tooka 50 cash, spent it on a jeweler I'm around, I'mma make a movie Glock drum for a fuckin' goofy Gotta watch they a try do me Hah! You ain't no killa, ain't kill shit My niggas hop out the real hits Big shells, let them feel it Hold my drank, and don't spill shit Call 12 he wanna drill shit Banana clip come peal shit Pop a xan I can't feel shit Numb shit, we on dumb shit Suck it fast, I might cum quick Never see me with a bum bitch Buffalo Wild Wings Only time you a drumstick Drumsticks and the glizzys now Free GK, that's my city now Free all them hittas out Run up on me, click clack pow I come from them trenches Shorty 'nem on a mission That right price, lil bro will get you missin' Them clips always extendedMy gang, we be in it tho You ain't no killa, ain't kill shit You ain't no killa, ain't kill shit You ain't no killa, ain't kill shit You ain't no killa, ain't kill shit3EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Pussy boy, you ain't been a threat Talkin' trash, boy you been doin' that Yo' baby momma, boy we've been in that You ain't even bought a Bentley yet Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat Street niggas gettin' Rapchat

Ask 'em 'bout that boy I'm 'bout that You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You a killa with a gun emoji And yo' baby daddy been a goofy They bossin' over Cali, eatin' sushi Brown Yeezys on me, color dookie Took a point, wanna hang me In the trenches where I'm famous Bank broke, that's the same shit Switch-a-roo that's the same shit Snap me threats like I'm worried 'bout 'em Fineese his ass, got the syrup out 'em 20k for a 16 He ain't never got a verse out 'em The other side we ain't worried 'bout 'em Tell them bitches we don't care about 'em Hit the bank get some bills out it Hit the hood with Benzs Matic She wanna suck me 'til my kids fall Cut her off like a jigsaw Suck me up, face eggnog 'Lil Durk but I'm a big dawg Twitter niggas wanna kill me Instagram wanna kill me Snapchat wanna kill me Periscope wanna kill me (Gang!) Pussy boy, you ain't been a threat Talkin' trash, boy you been doin' that Yo' baby momma, boy we've been in that You ain't even bought a Bentley yet Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat Street niggas gettin' Rapchat Ask 'em 'bout that boy I'm 'bout that You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet I'm drinkin' Act, not no Similac Used to be broke, you remember that My diamonds cold like December back In the back of the hoe like a centerback I was just run with the purple bag Man I was just riding with that loud pack I got four hoes on the top of me Man I gotta take me a virgin You got a fat ass, she gon' shake it I don't want no fat on yo' waist, yeah You talkin' that shit on the 'Gram It's never same thing that it's tagged me in yeah You on Snapchat goin' crazy I fuck around, go in and embrace it Ain't nobody seein' yo' Facebook That shit movin' slow as the Matrix Fuck around and take her to the basement Fuck around and blast on yo' face, yeah Fuck around and clear this place, yeah Fuck around and buy MySpace I'm chargin' 100 bands a day You can invade my space, yeah Tough talkin' we ain't in to that (Pussy boy you ain't been a threat) Talkin' trash, boy you been doin' that Yo' baby momma, boy we've been in that You ain't even bought a Bentley yet Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat Street niggas gettin' Rapchat Ask 'em 'bout that boy I'm 'bout that You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet You just do it for the internet5EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> One thing bout my niggas man my niggas with it Even with this money it won't make us different

Man down, to them niggas I'm a menace Whole bird flipping shit like I'm a gymnast Tell em fuck em, I tell em fuck em Niggas fake, bitches fake and I can't trust em Tell em fuck em, I tell em fuck em Niggas snakes, niggas jakes, I can't trust them Let's get it One thing bout my niggas man my niggas with it Even with this money it won't make us different Man down, to them niggas I'm a menace Whole bird flipping shit like I'm a gymnast Tell em fuck em, I tell em fuck em Niggas fake, bitches fake and I can't trust em Tell em fuck em, I tell em fuck em Niggas snakes, niggas jakes, I can't trust them Let's get it I don't fuck with a lot of niggas, before this deal, on my kids I was robbing niggas Truckin niggas, them guys ain't want no problems with us My homie thirsty, he the one that called get a with you I'm ready, I'm out here with 11, a monster with the gun And nigga ugly like he's betty Don't really need no gloves, my palms ain't never sweaty I've been want ta spaz but my bro ain't never let me I'm shootin, call action, run up and then I'm clapping Don't get caught with this rappin, I make a call you vanish No dj with this cannon, you know I keep this cannon No dj with this cannon, you know I keep this cannon, let's get it I tell em fuck em, black dickies with them choppers All the police trying to cuff us, and they bitches try to fuck us And the fuck niggas they duck us, told some butter for the… It's nothing, nothing ain't changed, nothing but chains But watch us, spend my advance, boss on cocaine And choppas For the love of money, hustler…nigga working with that white bitch corner hustling flow Nigga, no lie, my 45 and both eyes be low… Niggas wasn't balling before the rap shit, now keep a real Ask about us coke boy, shit for real One thing bout my niggas man my niggas with it Even with this money it won't make us different Man down, to them niggas I'm a menace Whole bird flipping shit like I'm a gymnast Tell em fuck em, I tell em fuck em Niggas fake, bitches fake and I can't trust em Tell em fuck em, I tell em fuck em Niggas snakes, niggas jakes, I can't trust them Let's get it One thing bout my niggas man my niggas with it Even with this money it won't make us different Man down, to them niggas I'm a menace Whole bird flipping shit like I'm a gymnast Tell em fuck em, I tell em fuck em Niggas fake, bitches fake and I can't trust em Tell em fuck em, I tell em fuck em Niggas snakes, niggas jakes, I can't trust them Let's get it Fuck around and get duck tapes, my lil niggas they savage Ride around with choppers, my lil niggas talk reckless They innocence…water whipping my block … OTF they trapping Fast cars that panorama, 2 door, fuck a Honda Rubber grip, fuck condom, …get your ass smoke like al back no computer Where that mac at, run up on me get shot back Old black where the top at, bad bitch, where the top at Cooling, out west with my niggas, we telling where the tops at and I do it Niggas know they can't fuck around, niggas know when we come around One thing bout my niggas man my niggas with it Even with this money it won't make us different Man down, to them niggas I'm a menace Whole bird flipping shit like I'm a gymnast Tell em fuck em, I tell em fuck em Niggas fake, bitches fake and I can't trust em Tell em fuck em, I tell em fuck em Niggas snakes, niggas jakes, I can't trust them Let's get it One thing bout my niggas man my niggas with it Even with this money it won't make us different Man down, to them niggas I'm a menace Whole bird flipping shit like I'm a gymnast Tell em fuck em, I tell em fuck em Niggas fake, bitches fake and I can't trust em Tell em fuck em, I tell em fuck em Niggas snakes, niggas jakes, I can't trust them Let's get it2EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Bitch I'm rollin, yeah I'm geeking Off the ack it got me leanin

My eyes red like a demon Feel like pookie bitch feenin Cause these drugs are for us I'm like a kid, Toys R Us Spend them bands on them drugs Cause these drugs are for us Said these drugs are for us I'm like a kid, Toys R Us Spend them bands on them drugs Call EJ he rollin up Tell my bitch roll it up You flow my blunt I fuck you up Off a flat I clap you up Drop a fo' slowin up Young and rich we all up Thats yo bitch don't kiss her Cause I'm the guy she fucking us Off the molly she turnin up Bitch I'm rollin, yeah I'm geeking Off the ack it got me leanin My eyes red like a demon Feel like pookie bitch feenin Cause these drugs are for us I'm like a kid, Toys R Us Spend them bands on them drugs Cause these drugs are for us Dope got me feenin I'm off the shit I'm tweakin Bankrolls come up in the club got 'em geekin Do I love drugs hell yeah I feel like leakin Catch me in VIP with the squad turn so smeekin Lean lean lean lean lean lean I need drugs Fuck you want my blunt you never put on for the drugs You only know my IG why you tryna get a hug You ain't gotta play stoner just to know that I'm a thug Bitch I need my drugs Foreign bitch I show no love Bitch I am the plug Bitch I'm rollin, yeah I'm geeking Off the ack it got me leanin My eyes red like a demon Feel like pookie bitch feenin.....EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Times ain't eat right Call my nigga I keep pipe, street life Gotta tote that .30 of that street life 3 Mice they ain’t Blind I know them niggas see right All the rats, sign the papers gave my daddy 10 lifes Niggas say I switched up shit Only thing i switched up was me chasin' a bitch Or me chansin' the M's Millions of murders Where I'm from is millions of murders He a snitch he ain't straight, he ain't cursive I put my city on, niggas hate, that I put my city on I'm a baws i dont give a fuck i got my diddy on I'm be he's weight till a pussy nigga send me home I keep that fifth (5th), like an Alcoholic I Can’t Sit (Why ?) this Money Calling I need jewel, drugs, cars and a crib wit parking I see a opp with sparkin' And they know that they Dead Meat We a family not a gang, and we out here play for keeps Baby momma trippin' thinking she gonna get fed for free Better start working bitch, Lil Durk ain't no deadbeat, but i keep that red beam! Jojo talking, wilding out Where he at, take him out So many bricks in the trap, we can make a house Money is go off in, you go off in cloud Brono lost that crowd for ten, he dont know when he's comin out Durk album sittin' at the label when he coming out Name popping got my shit popping I ain't droppin' out Call Kanye West he ain't the only nigga dropping out 400K first day, yeah they Jockin' now I just bought more choppas dont get extra wet OTF, Nuski gang bitch am reppin' that Its a murder scene while im stabbin' that Shoot out from far back, bitch you catchin dat Yeh that bitch go Boom, Boom, Boom, Boomm! Car go Zoom, Zoom, Zoom, Zoomm! No new niggas, ain't no room Bitch i am a goon (Let's get it) Remember my name Remember my name Remember my name One thing i can't change Remember my name

Remember my name Remember my name One thing i can't change Let's get it!1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> I see a opp I take his life for him We rob and kill that's that shit that Im on Can't trust a soul that's why I keep that pipe on Can't trust a soul that's why I keep that pipe on Im on that's that shit that shit that Im on, can't trust a soul that's why I keep that pipe on Im on that's that shit that Im on I see an opp Ima take his life for him Rob a nigga quick that's what im on Pounds of that lawn know is ice on Make-a-face time him like an iPhone My nigga took 15 wait till law wrong, roll the belt backwards throw the L's up Avoid the drama, I neva tell none I be on the block, where they'll drill sum My Lil niggas ready to kill sum Don't let this rap shit come up and fool ya I got my tools up and im a hitta (x2) You run up on me and your are finished (L's) I see a opp I take his life for him We rob and kill that's that shit that Im on Can't trust a soul that's why I keep that pipe on Can't trust a soul that's why I keep that pipe on Im on that's that shit that shit that Im on, can't trust a soul that's why I keep that pipe on Im on that's that shit that Im on I see an opp Ima take his life for him Niggas get confused with this rap bath Bitch im in the streets im in traffic Nigga run up on me then it's tragic That drama leaves his ass in a casket Gucci belt and Gucci bandana That hamma got a banana That choppa chop him down French Montana My Robbas posted like bandanas O.T.F that's what im on 300 shit that's what im on Niggas claimin numbas bitch you been on, niggas tryna make it bitch we been on I see a opp I take his life for him We rob and kill that's that shit that Im on Can't trust a soul that's why I keep that pipe on Can't trust a soul that's why I keep that pipe on Im on that's that shit that shit that Im on, can't trust a soul that's why I keep that pipe on Im on that's that shit that Im on I see an opp Ima take his life for him2EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Drugs got parts, my niggas got parts, life behind bars Introduce me to the streets Money got parts, in the kitchen cook it hard, and I'm riding in foreign cars Introduce me to the streets Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets) Introduce me to the streets Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets) Introduce me to the streets Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets) Introduce me to the streets Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets) Let's get it! I first caught my case when I was 17 Free Rio, they trying to give him 17 Money, drugs got me introduced to everything Got me signed to the streets with no wedding ring Just cocaina, get wet up, Aquafina Auto-tune, I'm a singer, I'm in that jam no singer They see we got a leader These niggas trying to linger I caught a case and beat it, Ike and Tina Never thought I'd make it out the 'hood .40 .40 on my waist deep, no Meagan Good What I explain ain't got to be understood Money and my squad got me out the 'hood Drugs got parts, my niggas got parts, life behind bars Introduce me to the streets Money got parts, in the kitchen cook it hard, and I'm riding in foreign cars Introduce me to the streets Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets) Introduce me to the streets Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets) Introduce me to the streets Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets) Introduce me to the streets Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)

Grew up off Link and low-income Savage in the streets, ain't no 'ho in them I be sipping lean until my face is numb I'm thumbing through a check until my fingers numb Streets a motherfucker, can't trust a motherfucker Niggas be super-bitches, can't spare a crumb for you Why keep that drug money? Why keep that plug, homie? I'm going broke, just pull that plug on me Life behind bars ain't the same no more Niggas ain't your niggas, ain't the same no more Change for $100 ain't no money no more Niggas ain't starving, they ain't hungry no more Drugs got parts, my niggas got parts, life behind bars Introduce me to the streets Money got parts, in the kitchen cook it hard, and I'm riding in foreign cars Introduce me to the streets Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets) Introduce me to the streets Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets) Introduce me to the streets Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets) Introduce me to the streets Introduce me to the streets (to the streets, to the streets)1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Ten Toes*Lyrics from Snippets I'ma stand ten toes like a hunnid dimes I loved yo' ass to death, say it a hunnid times And he ain't tell, we did a hunnid crimes So don't try it, we reactin', we ain't lettin' it fly, oh You turned your back on me, you fucked the gang, huh To be around him, man, that shit was strange, yeah I show you what I want, but I don't show that pain I stunt alone when I was in that range That shit crazy when nigga died, that shit was a tragedy I tell 'em "no, I can't pay for nothing," they was mad at me 'Bout to go and get insurance, life ain't guaranteed You can't even volunteer if you a felony He just finished doing ten, don't see no jail walls You can never mention homi's in a jail call You gon' go to trial, the state gon' try to play you They gon' give you max if them bitches able Or yo' bond gon' be so high 'cause they think you Abel Look at yo' skin, why you playin', you know them crackers hate you Every time you need me I tell you "come and get it" Tried to cut that bond money, they ain't come with it (Yeah, yeah) I'ma stand ten toes like a hunnid dimes I loved yo' ass to death, say it a hunnid times And he ain't tell, we did a hunnid crimes So don't try it, we reactin', we ain't lettin' it fly, oh You turned your back on me, you fucked the gang, huh To be around him, man, that shit was strange, yeah I show you what I want, but I don't show that pain I stunt alone when I was in that range ...saying names I'ma stand ten toes like a hunnid dimes I loved yo' ass to death, say it a hunnid times And he ain't tell, we did a hunnid crimes So don't try it, we reactin', we ain't lettin' it fly, oh You turned your back on me, you fucked the gang, huh To be around him, man, that shit was strange, yeah I show you what I want, but I don't show that pain I stunt alone when I was in that rangeEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Chopsquad You gotta close your eyes to feel this, ya feel me? It's like the beat talkin' to you like Like you can really have a conversation with this motherfucker Huh, I'm 'bout to talk to you though Chopsquad Yeah yeah yeah Since you been away I been down and lonely Since you been away I been thinkin' of you Tryna understand the reason you left me What are we goin' through, hell Like Yeeaaah I'm tryna get rich I'm tryna get rich, yuh Yeeaaaah Put my money on my mind, family up on my mind, yeah yeah yeah Yeeaaah

Imma turn it up Imma turn it up Imma turn it up, yeah Like they don't know what I'm goin' through They don't know what I'm goin' through What I'm goin' through, yeah yeah I spent nights on that black block There a nigga try me when I'm out Then I got caught Police know my face, so I gotta play that back block Call of Duty, Chiraq You know I'm a Black Op So I gotta whack opps ? made me nervous cause his death was on my conscience Was pulled over, he wasn't swervin' and drivin' I'm being honest Nobody to blame I'm wipin' that apartment Where Nuski died the same night we ridin', sparkin' Load it, reload it, jumpin' out sparkin' I ain't gotta talk, I know the F-E-D's watchin' Money Power Respect, I made myself a target JMoney was my brother I mean this Niggas nowadays don't mean shit At ? funeral it was still tears I love my niggas like my brotha's momma kids And loyalty go a long way I just want my dick sucked, I had a long day Jesus I remember niggas ain't believe us I told DThang tables turnin', they gon' need us Like fiends need the needles We was out here strapped like Adidas C-Belt, they gon' felt everything he felt Mama felt, we felt Put the family first, everything else gon' be there If we want war, we gon' declare This time don't wait on nobody, yeah Since you been away I been down and lonely Since you been away I been thinkin' of you Tryna understand the... Reason you left me What are we goin' through, hell Like Yeeaaah I'm tryna get rich I'm tryna get rich, yuh Yeeaaaah Put my money on my mind, family up on my mind, yeah yeah yeah Yeeaaah Imma turn it up Imma turn it up Imma turn it up, yeah Like they don't know what I'm goin' through They don't know what I'm goin' through What I'm goin' through, yeah yeahEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Love MeI Dont Seen So Much Im Scared For For Life Me And My Money Gone ball For Life My Nigga Crado Got Tards With Life Gods On My Side So Im All For Life Young Nigga Still Hitting Kick door Every Four Bloccs Nigga Switch Flow You Knew Yours Fuccin Mans Was Snitch Doe So Why The Hell You Take Him On A Licc For Ion Fucc With These Hoes Or These bitch Ass Niggas Everytime I Pull Up On My Dicc Ass Niggas Gawd Damn I Always Wanted To be A Rich Ass Nigga Chasing These Hoes better Get Cash Nigga And The bicth That Im With Said She Love Me Bitch You Only Love This Money I Promise ?? Get Ugly Shell Up And Leave And Say Fucc Me But I Ain't Even Trippin Ima Keep It Pimpin They Mad Cuz A Young Nigga Staccing All These Digits Worry bout Other Niggas Actin Like Sum bitches If Rap Dont Work Then We On The blocc Tippin If Rap Dont Work Then We On The blocc Trippin I Was Tryna Get It Tryna Get It How We Get It Niggas Claiming Shit And They Really Ain't With It Lot Of Niggas Claimin Shit And They Really Ain't With It Fucced Your bitch Now She Tell Me She Love Me Bitch I Only Love This Money Play With Me And Shit Gone Get Ugly Knocc Him Down Hit Him With Sum Chunky And Im Stil On The blocc I Call 6-4 Everybody Know Im The Youngest Kid Though Now All Of A Sudden Everybody With The Shits Though But Then Again Them Niggas Ain't On Shit Though Pull up Doin Hits Thats Ugly Every Nigga You See Me With Shoot For Me Pull Of ?? Saying Thats Ugly but im only chasing after money Get In My Way Then Im Gettin All Dummy Succa Get In My Way Then Im Gettin All Dummy2EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> I'm in Molly World, I need a molly girl Pineapple swirl keep me in Molly World Bite down because I'm bussin', feel on top of the world I'm out here off a molly I need a molly girl I'm in Molly World, I'm in Molly World Bitch I'm out here bussin', I need a molly girl I'm in Molly World, I'm in Molly World Bitch I'm off the shits, I need a molly girl

Bitch I need a molly, I'm off one in the party I just copped me a 'Rari, I'm global like safari Your bitch she need a molly, she ride me like a Harley My chopper like a Harley, O.T.F. we in the party Yeah bitch, I'm rolling , all my bottles golden Got her in her zone, and take one, ain't no folding My dick that bitch be holding, all this money throwing All this money throwing, all this money throwing Bitch I'm 'bout that life. off one ain't no sleep Bitch you must be scared, off a whole, fuck a piece Bitch I'm in the streets, fuck nigga don't want no beef 300 that's the team, 300 that's the team Molly girl my supermodel, I don't loan my Gucci goggles Pop one in my 'Rari riding, True Religion my true religion Foreign car, my roof missing, white on white, I'm a fool with it White on white, I'm a fool with it, that spotlight I'mma fool with it I'm out here like everyday, I get money in every way Went to jail for my petty case, Molly World that's a better place L's up in my haters' face, I'm energized like Gatorade Cooking shit like Rachael Ray, O.T.F. 'til the day I grave Bitch I'm out here rolling, all these bitches going Kush too strong, that potent, she wetter than the ocean Molly got her in motion, that lean is what I'm pouring Molly, where we going? That molly where we going (x2)EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> It been a lot of sneak dissing going on Niggas hating, bitches hating, cause we going strong Niggas, bitches, bet that price I got to get em gone On the internet beefing, we can get it on It been a lot of sneak dissing going on Niggas hating, bitches hating, cause we going strong What you mean I’m cool? I’m hot I’m on my block, I tote my Glocks I’m on your ass, your ass is dumb You think I’m not, your ass a fraud Think it’s war, then fire some shots All your squad can’t count no knots You superman, you saving thots I’m the shit, bitch I’m a boss Get knocked off, I get em off Designer shit, bitch fuck the cost 300 with me, hit em hard Play with me, you get em chopped Twitter beef will get em killed Instagram comments get em killed If you 'bout a beef for real I had this name before I had this deal Screaming names will get you murked Put on a shirt, I put in work OTF, my niggas worse We stay strapped, seatbelts and purse The tommy I got, got a job, shoot at ops, my tommy work Fuck your squad, my squad we hot If it’s beef, we send shots first All these rappers in Chicago All these rappers, they the same thing We took off and now they mad, but who is 300 to blame All these bitches want that fame Treat my guys, I send em bread I do me, bitch I’m the shit How you get robbed and you ahead You ain’t out here, bitch you scared I lost family, I lost cake All these niggas turned to snakes Free Buchanan, I can’t wait He get out, they change their face I call a bust, ain’t talking pace I smoke loud blunts to the face I fuck forty, give her face 17, I caught my case So don’t be victim till my case Cokeboy, I’m a cokeboy I got dope boy, just stay in your lane <EOS> <BOS>

Fuck all the opp niggas My niggas pop niggas Slide through and they drop niggas No soda, they pop niggas Fuck niggas don't rock with us We don't rock with, nobody, nobody You ain't no killer, you ain't killed nobody I sip on that lean, ion sit with nobody When I was locked up, I ain't have nobody I'm talking bout nobody, nobody Cut up for a check Why diss, he ain't where I'm at My block, my city where I'm at Nobody ever gave me shit I got this pint of this Act When niggas ain't never give me shit My mama struggled tryna borrow a hunnid To make sure we was with, Never without You ain't gone show, pussy Never whip out 25 city tour, off a mixtape Nigga look at the clout No shoes to designer, Nigga look at me now No sleep to a mansion, nigga look at my house If no one knows, you should know Pay for guns, pay for lawyers, pay for dues, and funerals Nobody was in my corner, nobody gave me shit I had earned it And I told my gang, I want them In my corner it was nobody... Fuck all the opp niggas My niggas pop niggas Slide through and they drop niggas No soda, they pop niggas Fuck niggas don't rock with us We don't rock with, nobody, nobody You ain't no killer, you ain't killed nobody I sip on that lean, ion sit with nobody When I was locked up, I ain't have nobody I'm talking bout nobody, nobody 30 on me, 50 on me, bape on me, safe on me, trap with me Wraith on me Broke boys get away from me Bad bitches wanna taste on me Chopper bullets don't play, homie Let it spray homie Bitch nigga, today can be your day homie Lil Durk, bitch im with that Pussy get kidnapped, Pussy just sit back 5:30 like a kit kat Dog pound with me R.I.P Lil Polo shawty I just pulled of in a Audi Niggas turn their head doubting m Before all this rush, bitch savage Look at my clarity, these diamonds Ever since I been with shawty, these bitches been eyein' me The niggas, these bitches, I know they some hoes I'm riding through Lamron with all of my woes Fuck all the opp niggas My niggas pop niggas Slide through and they drop niggas No soda, they pop niggas Fuck niggas don't rock with us We don't rock with, nobody, nobody You ain't no killer, you ain't killed nobody I sip on that lean, ion sit with nobody When I was locked up, I ain't have nobody I'm talking bout nobody, nobody2EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> I give 10k to my shooters, they shoot I give 10k to my Lawyers, Get them cases removed I spent 10k on my watch, Trinidad James my jewels I spent 10k on my ring, red bottom my shoe I spent 10k (x8) I spent 10k on my shooters, they shoot I spent 10k on my lawyers, get them cases removed My shooters don't fuck around Hooker shit they gon' blow you down Where I'm from we lay you down Blue tips all on them AK rounds My shooter gon' shoot some shit My lil niggas don't fuck around Blow you down, you do some shit My lil niggas down fuck around Ask about me anywhere, OTF bitch, we like the zoo I be going anywhere where young niggas that like to shoot

Homicide all on my dick, it ain't nothing that I can do Tell that shit to a snitch, I be Ray Charles when I'm in the zoo 30's and Ninas, that Opp like a drought Pour a 4 now I'm leaning shoot the club now I'm out I'm Chiraq where I'm at, where other city's show out And they know about 3hunnid, if they don't then I'm out You get killed if you mention You'll get killed for attention Free my hittaz that's hitting Fuck a judge, Fuck the system Fuck the feds, Fuck P.D Fuck a friend, Fuck a opp Fuck your bitch, Fuck a block Fuck that money, that's marked Say my name bring the city out I'll make a call bring them hittas out Bet it all on my niggas, that mean I'm bringing a milli out When I flex bring the billy's out, benzes and raris Chiraq where it's real, where we shoot up the party These bitches is set up, make one move and get wet up See my niggas keep wetters, tell them niggas to catch up Make a name in the streets, make sure ain't nobody test us And you get drilled when there's beef, and you get gon' if you mess up <EOS> <BOS> All blacked up, ready to come and act up 300 easy for niggas to get wrapped up (No lie) Real life, my movie don’t come actors, (it don’t) Grabbing the clip, my niggas screaming action All blacked up, ready to come and act up 300 easy for niggas to get wrapped up (No lie) Real life, my movie don’t come actors, (it don’t) Grabbing the clip, my niggas screaming action Name ringing, niggas be hating, that be the main reason Glad I’m paid, got niggas plus my niggas be sneak dissing Plotting on me, low key them niggas say how they going kill me Real niggas recognize real, how you can't feel me? O7', close range, no aim, they still miss me Caught them slipping, clip buck 50, the feds listening, get it My own mama warned me bout you fuck niggas Even she say that you look sneaky, can’t be trusted Since my daddy cheated no Drake, we having trust issues But I’m still taking my chances to come and fuck with you ?, ? double cross me you'll get a shell Mickey lo he paralyzed but brosky know he getting well, let’s get it All blacked up, ready to come and act up 300 easy for niggas to get wrapped up Real life, my movie don’t come with actors I’m grabbing the clip and my niggas screaming action Screaming action, nigga we screaming action I’m got a clip no movie Screaming action, nigga we screaming action I’m got a clip no movie Screaming action, nigga we screaming action All blacked up, ready to come and act up 300 easy for niggas to get wrapped up Real life, my movie don’t come with actors I’m grabbing the clip and my niggas screaming action Screaming action, nigga we screaming action I’m got a clip no movie Screaming action, nigga we screaming action I’m got a clip no movie Screaming action, nigga we screaming action ?, real in the streets, but to them I keep it real I know how these haters talking, hoping I can’t keep a deal Went to jail but for my brosky, now might copped that for an year 2012 it set me back but o'thirteen this is my year Till I see a couple m, that’s when a nigga write his will Never tell, I get caught, I’ma spend my life in jail Peanut butter ? got me getting outta hella jam OTF got hella fans, bucking on these niggas Ain't no ducking on these niggas, I be uppin on these niggas Free my nigga rio, he be in it fucking with you nigga Nah, I’ma keep it real, if ain't had a deal I be rolling on the block like I’m rolling of a pill, let’s get it All blacked up, ready to come and act up 300 easy for niggas to get wrapped up Real life, my movie don’t come with actors I’m grabbing the clip and my niggas screaming action Screaming action, nigga we screaming action I’m got a clip no movie Screaming action, nigga we screaming action I’m got a clip no movie Screaming action, nigga we screaming action All blacked up, ready to come and act up 300 easy for niggas to get wrapped up Real life, my movie don’t come with actors

I’m grabbing the clip and my niggas screaming action Screaming action, nigga we screaming action I’m got a clip no movie Screaming action, nigga we screaming action I’m got a clip no movie Screaming action, nigga we screaming actionEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> All night sippin' lean and crackin' bars back to back Me and Durk in Cali coppin' cars back to back Sayin' she a spaceship that's some stars back to back Bro done rolled the loud, I'm crackin' Woods back to back I just fucked your bitch and I just fucked her back to back Copped designer kitchen, I don't where I am back to back We be in the club, we're poppin' bottles back to back So let DJ turn it up and play it back to back Shawty, I am a liar Come suck on this pacifier Rollie was 30 thousand I'm shootin', I'm tired of fightin' My bitches be A1, A1 And I fucked this bitch and I ain't say nothin' Givenchy hood, no Trayvon Nighttime ride X6 I8 for the daytime Gettin' this money for all these years Money longer, feedin' all the kids 52 hundred for the Cartier Clip longer than barber chairs Elevated to the master room Who the fuck walkin' up the stairs? A white trip, Pearl Harbor, yeah Gucci home, got some Gucci tips Killers hoppin' out the Uber van All black like an Uber man Niggas hoeing me to sue and shit Hot bitches like suing shit Niggas talkin' 'bout we the gang, gang, gang We ain't overdoin' shit All night sippin' lean and crackin' bars back to back Me and Durk in Cali coppin' cars back to back Sayin' she a spaceship that's some stars back to back Bro done rolled the loud, I'm crackin' Woods back to back I just fucked your bitch and I just fucked her back to back Copped designer kitchen, I don't where I am back to back We be in the club, we're poppin' bottles back to back So let DJ turn it up and play it back to back Bro done rolled the loud and got me so high back to back We ain't got no money extra, hold that back to back Fuckin' her back to back Hypno Carlito get back to that Fuckin' wives, she got a man today A lot of diamonds, yeah, we havin' that I stay in designer, niggas be lyin' Rappin' 'bout money that they ain't got It's all 'bout timin', fuck a consignment No, we're not friends, no doubtin' that I'm OTF, yeah, it's gang, gang Your bitch wanna meet the gang, gang Introduce her to a gang bang He'll be mad that's his main thing Shooters cost a few thou' Got the tool out, move the fuck around 100k that's the coupe now Same niggas, no new crowds Old friends gettin' to it now Bitch, I'm poppin' don't do me now Niggas better cool out All night sippin' lean and crackin' bars back to back Me and Durk in Cali coppin' cars back to back Sayin' she a spaceship that's some stars back to back Bro done rolled the loud, I'm crackin' Woods back to back I just fucked your bitch and I just fucked her back to back Copped designer kitchen, I don't where I am back to back We be in the club, we're poppin' bottles back to back So let DJ turn it up and play it back to backEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Oh Lord, Oh Lord Forgive Me Father,Forgive Me Father Oh Lord, I did that dirt Forgive Me Lord, I put in work I payed my dues, I made life worth it Oh Lord, Forgive Me Father Oh Lord, Forgive Me Father

Forgive me for my sins, the judge off a ten The police lyin', I wasn't in that van But where im from, they want us in that system dead I payed lawyer fees, I paid for bro'nem Funeral I had it so, so tell me what you would do Alot of niggas acting real, but they fugazy Real niggas never fold like a suitcase Niggas tellin' statements all in that suitcase It hurt to tell who talking like a two face Nowadays you never know, who fake But real in my blood its in my bloodline But niggas hatin' on me, wish I won't shine But I'm out their league, I'm too hot Birds of a feather, im too fly Same niggas with me everyday I ain't lie Niggas wanna knock me off but it ain't Time Whoever sayin' real, dont lie They talkin' guns, they won't fight me Checker bag, I'm talkin' Nike Niggas seen me I'm a different breed, you can tell Niggas pray for my downfall, I wish em well You wifin' thots, ima kiss and tell Niggas can't make bail But I can see who real to me Only real niggas feelin me Ray charles can see My guns drawn, it's yall to me They tweet me if im good,call and see I check up on my niggas, daily What I do wrong for them to hate me? You can see me clip, hd <EOS> <BOS> My niggas told me that we good And we ain't gon' be broke no mo We live it up like its our last Like we can't live it up no mo I just wanna show these Old Timers They ain't shit no mo I'ma turn up on whoever I cannot go broke no mo Broke no mo, I can't go broke no mo Broke no mo, I can't go broke no mo I just wanna show these Old Timers They ain't shit no mo I'ma turn up on whoever I cannot go broke no mo I can trust myself, I'm OTF So all that other shit you screamin', keep it over there I just want a check and 'nem before I check myself No nigga put me in my place, I got control myself Niggas in my face for the fame, never change These niggas gon' make me change Not change but change, damn Face bone 40 rearranged, damn Bitches say I'm hot, that I'm amazin' Crack call, drug deal, just can't go broke Never trust a nigga say he come from that club Real nigga out here, how I was broke Check a bag bitch, that's all I know Tax season, niggas know that MAC squeezin' Niggas hate when rumors 'round, then we back eatin' You real huh? Catch a opp and kill huh? Think I'm a stain, just chill bruh Now he in a wheelchair Before I hit a lick, I'ma put up for a brick I'ma put up for this shit, know I should give it to the mix I just got some pints, I'ma put 'em in a mix Bust a block like its blix, put a condo on my wrist We good, got a ball like woody Bro tote that fully, mo money Mo guns, mo pussy Mo problems, mo drama Red dot, no duckin' Green dot, we send mo money Picked up the car we comin' We far from broke Yeah! <EOS> <BOS> I'm Tryna' live that life where my niggas get a million I'm tryna' live that life when that drug money brilliant I'm tryna' live that life, im tryna' live that life

I'm tryna' live that life when my family set for life I'm tryna' live that life when my squad living right I'm tryna' live that life, im tryna' live that life Bum Rappers getting weak on the hooks (they weak) Yo' homie called and said he starving he low on the books (lets get it) You steady posting money on the books (face) Thats Instagram, thats instagram thats tell it all Yo' life on instagram and he'll tell it all (pussy) You get jacked up for some books and he'll tell it all Thats why ? on me. tell bro to mail it off Four shooters with me no bitches, set it off We shoot to kill, you shoot for names We rob for pounds, you rob for chains Get caught no saying names We see you blow yo brains(x2) Get caught you saying names {Hook} New connect said he shipping bricks from over seas Can't rob the connect if he shipping shit under 3 My baby need a crib Only way my family eat Rapping only 50/50 No guarantee we gone eat Police on my ass (nahhh) Gota' duck the Feds I'm beefing with the city (fuck em') I gotta duck for led Real niggas round me (300) To Keep my head on tabs You play you must be drunk Fo' them will leave you slump (L's) Du-du-du-duck tape yo mouth We send yo ass along Free my nigga Lough He gone come back from the saw {Hook}EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> My mama brought me a pair of Reeboks with her last check I'ma hold my city down until my last breath I'm gon' keep the family together until my last breath I know a nigga who rapped and told, that's a lab rat I told my son I'ma run it up, but he wasn't alive yet I sold dope outside my granny crib she ain't allowed at If that man put his hands on my sister, man ain't allowed back That's the quickest way to get turned to a loud pack I'ma ask every rapper in the world to give my style back I remember fuckin' three, four hoes at soundcheck And he was right here since day one, you wasn't around yet A nigga walked outside my life, he ain't got found yet We catch that nigga, he barbecued, that shit Outback I'm just playin' my snake card, I gotta smile back Get alley-hooped to the opps, I can't allow that Do you tell me that you love me, that shit bother me If you really mean it, do you accept my apology? I'm just speaking to the trenches, this is all of me I'm just speaking to the streets, do you follow me? Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh If they don't do nothin', they gon' remember us Ayy, we tote mops just like janitors "Forgive me right now," that's all I'm sayin' in my prayers (Sad) Know it ain't fair, but I'm Saint Laurent sweaters (Diwali) Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh I'm from the hood, that's a privilege (That's a honor) Got mob ties, come get your wheels fixed (Yeah) Homicides, like sayin' you can die real quick (Yeah) Brown Louis bag like I'm Whitney Even in the winter, we watched that money fall (Summer too) Draw broken hearts when the windows fogged up (And guns too) Dude laid out flat, I wish I had a air pump (Holla) Me and my partner want the same nigga dead Let's go half on him (Yeah), don't need a stylist Hunnid racks inside my dresser (Don't need no dresser) Just left a bank and I still forgot to tell her (Yeah, yeah) I keep that iron, 'cause I watched the hate increase And I ain't lyin', I was in the jungle with them tigers more than Kylie (Chillin') In the streets, can't wait 'til I drop like Visine (Yeah, yeah) Fast cars is gettin' regular (Regular) A hunnid broads is gettin' regular (Gettin' regular) Said she a V, she don't have sex (Oh) 'Til I bought that lil ho— She had a stack of papers, oh But all she wrote was "murder," oh Pop Adderalls and they devise my soul, ayy More dirt, enemies more I'm just speakin' to the hood, hope they hearin' me I'm just speakin' to the hood, nah, seriously

Oh-oh-oh, oh-woah-ohEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> The way I did you in my past, I feel horrible Catch me cheatin' with some bitches, I felt I told the truth After tellin' money took over all my love for you I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love with you You did me dirty (whoa whoa) I did you dirty (yeah yeah yeah yeah) You did me dirty (whoa whoa) I did you dirty, I did you dirty Spend a lot of time on the road, I know you alone, you wish I was home Been times I ain't pick up the phone, smoke one to the dome, what know what you on You did me dirty, I did you dirty You saw them bitches always ask me and I say don't worry More money, more problems, don't care, just more dollars Fuck dude and who had cosigned him Sneak disser, pussy, so childish I'm lowkey bought a low rider We both got love we both hidin' I beat it up, I'm so violent Can't fly without my copilot You did me dirty, don't lie to me It's either yes or no, no probably No matter what, you s'posed to ride for me You kept some secrets that'll bother me But fuck that shit, just get on top of me The way I did you in my past, I feel horrible Catch me cheatin' with some bitches, I felt I told the truth After tellin' money took over all my love for you I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love with you You did me dirty (whoa whoa) I did you dirty (yeah yeah yeah yeah) You did me dirty (whoa whoa) I did you dirty, I did you dirty You did me dirty, I did you dirty too You didn't want me when I was broke, now I pull up with convertible If you fuck another nigga, I swear I might murder you, ooh You say you the shit, no nigga I ain't heard of you, ooh Yeah I'm that nigga, she know You say that your man, he in the club, askin' for bottles, he broke VVS's in my mouth, so cold And I got Gucci on me nigga, I don't rock Polo, hey Got your bitch on me, asked her to roll-roll, hey Ayy just seen your bitch suckin' dick my nigga, I think you should take her home I'm smokin' dope out the zip my nigga, I swear I'm in love with this throat Why she on my line my nigga, your bitch do the most The way I did you in my past, I feel horrible Catch me cheatin' with some bitches, I felt I told the truth After tellin' money took over all my love for you I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love with you You did me dirty (whoa whoa) I did you dirty (yeah yeah yeah yeah) You did me dirty (whoa whoa) I did you dirty, I did you dirtyEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> (Yeah, yeah) I spit my pain in the booth I mix this pain with the truth (Truth) Them niggas traded on you (You) My niggas traded on who? Them niggas traded on you They traded, I got the proof You hate the fact it's the truth (Truth) You made it, they ain't salute (Hey) The streets don't love nobody (Streets don't love nobody, yeah) The streets don't love nobody (Street don't love nobody) Don't make me catch a body (Don't make me catch a body) Don't make me catch a body Back then you ain't have no bodies Back then I ain't have nobody Them trenches come with a homi' Streets with me, man, I'm honest She'll put the coke in her bonnet Perc 30 make me vomit A hunnid racks, all hunnids Left him in jail rottin' Gotta watch out for who plottin' Please don't count my pockets Please don't count my (Pockets) You not a killa' fasho You like to start with these hoes I'ma sponsor that war like I'ma sponsor these clothes Next time niggas wanna' be inside critical (Yeah)

Watch out for niggas shootin' subliminals (Yeah) Ain't wanna job rather be around criminals Nigga wit' money and try to belittle you Nigga wit' money and try to get rid of you Honoring rats, that shit is so pitiful You know you told, that shit gotta live wit' you Live wit' you (yeah, yeah) I spit my pain in the booth I mix this pain with the truth (Truth) Them niggas traded on you (You) My niggas traded on who? Them niggas traded on you They traded, I got the proof You hate the fact it's the truth (Truth) You made it, they ain't salute (Hey) The streets don't love nobody (Streets don't love nobody, yeah) The streets don't love nobody (Street don't love nobody) Don't make me catch a body (Don't make me catch a body) Don't make me catch a body Quick, fast, when we see his ass, man, we gun him down (Man, we gun him down) I been where the killa's at, send them to ya house (Send them to ya house) Love my brothers and I show them love, that's without a doubt (That's without a doubt) Changed on me when I showed you love, can you tell me how? (Can you tell me how?) I'ma keep it a hunnid, stay one hunnid, keep it honest You know I come out from nothin' We was hustlin', I was strugglin' (I was strugglin') We get it crackin' in public I won't tolerate no fuck shit (No fuck shit) Stand on that block and we bust shit (And we bust shit) I'm takin' drugs just to function (Just to function) Keep it so real and I'm offed in it Pull up wit' the blick and we off niggas (We off niggas) In the trap, flip a lil' hard then we (Lil' hard then we) Catch a nigga slippin', on God, yeah (On God, yeah) Leave his ass on the boulevard, yeah (Ah, yeah) Draco leave a nigga scarred, yeah (Ah, yeah) Niggas changed, they ain't take that part, yeah (Ah, yeah) Outside steady losing my dawgs, yeah I spit my pain in the booth I mix this pain with the truth (Truth) Them niggas traded on you (You) My niggas traded on who? Them niggas traded on you They traded, I got the proof You hate the fact it's the truth (Truth) You made it, they ain't salute (Hey) The streets don't love nobody (Streets don't love nobody, yeah) The streets don't love nobody (Street don't love nobody) Don't make me catch a body (Don't make me catch a body) Don't make me catch a bodyEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> 300 bulldogs, you know we run in packs Don't need to ask for niggas, they tell us where they at No hidin' and seek, sedentary where you at Even the blind can lead y'all where we at Why y'all sneak dissin' and hatin' on the guys Nigga you bitch made, a pussy in disguise You read the resume, you mustn't remind The shit you do, your own guys say you're lyin' Chillin' on 64th, don't smoke so I lean Choppers and handguns, got dope for the fiends I don't need everybody to tell me what I need Fuck yo' guys, pussy, Lamron we the team Word got back that y'all only wanna diss Half of the niggas you roll with don't want this I'm a hitta by myself, you can ask the bricks 2-4-14 the niggas I roll with I'm not a hitta Somebody lied, I got two 40s for them niggas I got two 40s for them niggas I got two 40s for them niggas I am a monster like it's October 31st Roll up with the 9 and hit the niggas where it hurt If I die today, remember me like King Davie Buried Lil Moe, and this to tell him that we made it, hah Lil Durk, nigga DD wanna get him I tell bro just wait and that I'mma hit him He think he king cause he got a couple pawns with him He think he hot cause he keep a couple frauds with him Bang I think he need God with him The Lam on him so I think he got some gods with him Okay, okay, we drinkin' Rozay Bullet holes and IVs with this gunplay 2011, everybody think they killas now

I call Murda, all them hittas down in D-town Some boonie moe got locked up, he think he chief now Until I call a couple drillas from the East Side, L's I'm not a hitta Somebody lied, I got two 40s for them niggas I got two 40s for them niggas I got two 40s for them niggas I am a monster like it's October 31st Roll up with the 9 and hit the niggas where it hurt If I die today, remember me like King Davie Buried Lil Moe, and this to tell him that we made it, hahEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> WYDTMYeah Baby what you do to me Take a ride baby Take a ride baby Take a ride with me in my car Dont take it wrong i'm a star I want you baby go hard Lets take a ride off to mars Couple hate you baby I may Everybody left you, I say You backed out of a lot of relations And we ain't got a relation baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me What you do to me What you do to me, baby What you do to me Take a ride with me in my car Dont take it wrong i'm a star I want you baby go hard Lets take a ride off to mars Baby what you do to me What you do to me, baby What you do to me What you do to me, baby Change your life, change your life Type of shit that i do Make you fall in love Type of shit that i do You got me screamin' to the top of my lungs You make me feel like i'm on top of the world Need a nigga like Durk, yeah We could start a family, OTF yeah He be off lean, still work yeah Thats good pussy, good stroke yeah All you bitches mad, I came through And I lock you down, I hold you down I got you baby, thats right Walk, walk, real rider, cool right beside me Yeah, thats my baby I don't need no other driver Don't need cash i just buy Balnciaga's He a savage, I love everything about him like What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me What you do to me What you do to me, baby What you do to me Take a ride with me in my car Dont take it wrong i'm a star I want you baby go hard Lets take a ride off to mars Baby what you do to me What you do to me, baby What you do to me What you do to me, baby Toss up Henny, so I can make love to you Like, fuck up my nigga You fuck with a savage So ima go crazy they fuck with you Me you, no others, cool Dance, love, baby I want you Truth or dare so its true Wanna blow that pussy like a flute I wanna lay down on it, rapper sing on it, put a ring on it No Beyoncé We can be like Kim and Kanye Except you can be my fiancé Balenciaga's you can hide a joint My show money you can't afford Real shit, ain't just recording Just made 2 hundred off touring These bitches back on they phones Fake girls I love the fibbers Take hands of singles, I blow it Man I can't wipe these hoes, and she know it

She want a relation and I'm all for it Baby what you do to me What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me, baby What you do to me What you do to me What you do to me, baby What you do to me Take a ride with me in my car Dont take it wrong i'm a star I want you baby go hard Lets take a ride off to mars Baby what you do to me What you do to me, baby What you do to me What you do to me, babyEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> O-CLil Durk- "gang shit, OTF, I'm laughing at you fuck niggas Lil Durk verse_ "Smoke opps out in vegas, 20 a show and these niggas can't take us\ 40 ruger leave a nigga wit' face lift RIP Pluto me and him on a space ship, told bentley don' put me in the weight list I just cop me a chop but that nina my fragrance Roc gotta mop he addicted to maitenence No barber but bro nem' be taping Fly in that ? wit' that steamer wit' k's I got the axe and i throw up the tre' I'm getting money I'm stuck in my ways Bitch, you ain't me, cause i gotta get paid Niggas be talkin' i got shooters like Ray Slide in the morning do a drill no Sway Wanted his head gotta watch fo' the jakes Niggas they bitch, they chill fo' the cake But these bitch ass niggas so fake" Nuski verse_ "These niggas be fake gotta watch em' Im hot, so i know they plottin' Go broke, have lil bro rob em' That nina my problem solver Man down, no shells revolver At the top but i gotta go harder I like my lean a lil darker Bullet holes, same sound as Ms.Parker My squad they stay on dummy Get back if you ain't get no money YSL got me straight stunin I'm strapped you tweak i'm upping Cash out, make it back it's nothing Red spots on his face no blushing These guns, they burning like usher My shooters gon' score to buss em'" Lil Durk verse_ "Niggas get clapped bout' rap War time no twitter but a nigga get clout Clout Boyz, beg for a diss to get clout Do a hit on 4-6, catch a opp then we out Ring cost 30, but the watch cost 50 Ask french, cuz he got at the same place fo' like 50 Free 5, tryna give bro 5 thats 50 Then we slide wit the 50, free 9 no 50 And we coolin' wit foreign Bang Bro yo' bitch no porn Just made a hunnit' off touring Free Rio, damn 23 like jordan 22 shotz plus one thats jordan Is you stupid, niggas mad cuz' we do this Lil vernon he a savage and he ruthless 300, OTF thats the movement Nuski verse_ "put a drum in a nickel Shootas on point, and they aiming official Blowing that tech like a ref wit' a whistle My niggas they thirsty don't pick up you dribble Want war we got missiles Squad so hungry they eatin' a grissle Bitch i'm the shit, i'm allergic to tissue We savage, not civil Get money no issue Only the family cuz' niggas ain't witchu' Feelin' my self, cuz' i copped the new pistol Aiki gon' blow, Rex toting on the low Bottle lens fo' the scope Guns cocked for a roach Take em' down for the coke Remy got it in his coat

Pound and lean, roll da' dope These niggas dont tote Yall niggas won't blow 4 hunnit' fo' da goat Broke niggas do the most Stackin' bread by the loaf Burnin' trees by da O Try to swim, and get soaked"2EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> She want the big body Benz, she want the fast one You best start countin' my pockets to get your ass done Don't suck my dick on this flight, it might be your last one Make sure you take this case whenever the feds come 'Cause I came dodgin' the jakes and gettin' every Chrome Tried to flush the dojo when we heard the feds, woah Pour a dirty soda with the percocet, woah Went to sleep counting up, all my friends dead and, woah I'm gettin' street love from different nations, woah Skeleton AP 'cause it ain't A shit, woah We just bought out the projects that we was raised in Turn my nigga to CEO, straight out the state pen' I was runnin' around in the trenches catchin' cases Got twenty year for Speedy trial, he got no patience I remember thinkin' in the trenches that I was gon' die Put a lot of my niggas in the ground and they can't see the sky If you gon' snake me, let me know so I won't be surprised I'm overprotective about my bitch, you can't even see her thighs How you a OG in your hood? You don't even feed your guys I ain't talk to the nigga who raised me in years, I'ma keep on tryin' Got giant watches on my wrist, they can't ever cuff a nigga 'Cause when the color came through, they knew the duffle bigger I came from fiends, murderous robbers and some drug dealers Came out the streets, if we got ties, then I'm fuckin' with you You did time, ain't tell on your guys, then I'm fuckin' with you And why you claspin' a million cash like it ain't nothin'? NiggaEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> You gotta watch out You gotta watch out I used to trap off of tours Now I need 20 for a course This lean and this perc got me hoarse Remember them nights I was poor Remember them nights on the floor Police was kickin' the door I might OD off a 4 Yeah yeah yeah You gotta watch out From these niggas hey hey You gotta watch out From these police and these triflin' ass bitches You gotta watch out From them broads and them niggas who be snitchin' yeah You gotta watch out Yeah yeah yeah uh You better watch out I just bought a new watch, so I watch it Go ahead and watch it, I'mma pop it I'm in that new thing, coulda went about private This Monopoly, we gotta sort em I got my doors up, I walked down and poured up I'm true to the gang, fuck all the fame, I'm a lil' solider I used to ride on the bus now I got chauffeurs Now I got chauffeurs Pop out the Porsche I used to trap with my daddy Used to get racks with my daddy We went to 'Raq for away, all day We got that pack ridin' 99 A pair of good you can count on 'em, at the door I used to trap off of tours Now I need 20 for a course This lean and this perc got me hoarse Remember them nights I was poor Remember them nights on the floor Police was kickin' the door I might OD off a 4 Yeah yeah yeah You gotta watch out From these niggas hey hey You gotta watch out From these police and these triflin' ass bitches You gotta watch out From them broads and them niggas who be snitchin' yeah You gotta watch out Yeah yeah yeah uh They be watchin' All these diamonds got me frosty I be whipping like a holly Bitch I'm sorry but I can't go wife nobody

In that 'Rari got a barbie Give me sloppy 'til she grindin' I'm just watchin' while she top me Niggas hatin' let 'em hate OTF everyway We do this on a day to day They got you hoes like a layaway Michael Jordan with the double fadaway Fly nigga, rich nigga, I made the way Still catch a body if a nigga play Ain't contemplatin' since Soldier died ain't been the same Get more bread, more cocaine I was that nigga with no name I was that nigga with no fame Carlito baby ain't shit changed I be gettin' money like 10 ways All different hustles nigga get paid Nigga yeah yeah yeah I used to trap off of tours Now I need 20 for a course This lean and this perc got me hoarse Remember them nights I was poor Remember them nights on the floor Police was kickin' the door I might OD off a 4 Yeah yeah yeah You gotta watch out From these niggas hey hey You gotta watch out From these police and these triflin' ass bitches You gotta watch out From them broads and them niggas who be snitchin' yeah You gotta watch out Yeah yeah yeah uh Playin' with the gang, we bring them pipes out Yeah, tryna ride the wave you gon' get wiped out Yeah that shit that you runnin' it's on me right now You know you might just catch a clip for actin' psyched out And you know we play with pistols, we don't fight fair Come and get him in his sleep like I'm a nightmare (?) clair is what I might wear Got a nigga car in my right ear Now I jumped off the porshe 7.6 who can take down the horse Yeah yeah, plug in Miami, get them bricks off the port And I might just count a 100 thousand when I'm bored I'm a boss they know it huh they know it I used to trap off of tours Now I need 20 for a course This lean and this perc got me hoarse Remember them nights I was poor Remember them nights on the floor Police was kickin' the door I might OD off a 4 Yeah yeah yeah You gotta watch out From these niggas hey hey You gotta watch out From these police and these triflin' ass bitches You gotta watch out From them broads and them niggas who be snitchin' yeah You gotta watch out Yeah yeah yeah uh1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Everyday I wake up I just stay on my level I just want the money more just to make 'em more jealous Seen some OGs in the past and the fame was (?) I just write me up a check and sell some Mason Margielas I don't know what to do, she ain't got me confused I just want this shit forever and I don't want to lose I just write me up a check and sell some Mason Margielas I just write me up a check and sell some Mason Margielas I done hit in Margielas I took his bitch in Margielas I sold bricks in Margielas I poured a 6 to my brothers Make it rain on 'em umbrella Jimmy Choo but no fella Free my niggas who felons I'm up 100 no stressin' I skeet off in a 6, shooters with me no Penny Green Margielas Like Grinch, I ain't worried 'bout nothin' like French I'm two-four Marshawn Lynch, I wake up and count this money Green Margielas for money I'm sippin' lean the color Barney And I be flexin' ho Take his shit, faneto If I see it, I need those Cancel that bitch I need to know In my Margielas Everyday I wake up I just stay on my level I just want the money more just to make 'em more jealous Seen some OGs in the past and the fame was (?) I just write me up a check and sell some Mason Margielas I don't know what to do, she ain't got me confused

I just want this shit forever and I don't want to lose I just write me up a check and sell some Mason Margielas I just write me up a check and sell some Mason Margielas Yeah you a fool you embrassed Shinin' chain plenty carats Balmains a thousand dollars I don't fuck with the Paris Shoot to kill, send a message Suck my dick 'cause she desperate They took my niggas I felt it Made sure (?) felt it And I do need a sponsor Check me out bitch I'm ballin' When I ball out the jockey my Rollie game got 'em watchin' My Margielas drippin' I'm saucin' Tried to rob boy you lost it Diamonds runnin' like faucet Lil Durk he back on his boss shit Let's get it! And I copped some Margielas A bad bitch she yellow Real bitch on her shit She barely get jealous And I ain't playin' 'cause she ready Good head deserve her a medal Let's get it, let's get it! I step in Margielas Everyday I wake up I just stay on my level I just want the money more just to make 'em more jealous Seen some OGs in the past and the fame was (?) I just write me up a check and sell some Mason Margielas I don't know what to do, she ain't got me confused I just want this shit forever and I don't want to lose I just write me up a check and sell some Mason Margielas I just write me up a check and sell some Mason MargielasEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Intro (They Forgot)Swim so free Heaven above and sea below And a little white whale on the go Two, three, four Baby beluga —Capital Hill to work out a compromise healthcare plan Alright, I'm going to work out Fuck I'm playing for, I gotta get my shit right, ya hear me? You other niggas can stay all healthy and drink and party all day That's how you get healthy So that way you can live forever, get this money forever Ya hear me? Squad OTF in this bitch, turn up! Ready yet? Get set, it's all that! And they already know where we from, man Englewood area, South side Englewood, 72nd Green L-L-L-L-L-L's up for them hittaz You got motherfucking 600 boy, L'A, man, L'A Capone, man, get in tune, man 060 boys, man My folks going crazy for that shit, you know? Ayy, "We Don't Fuck Around" featuring Lil Durk Free Zoo, free DeeDee, hard body This every day, man, whether it's rain or snowing We out here, man Tell me what's it gonna be, yeah, this ain't what you want I call it how— I was politicking with Durk, he just say: "Man, just go ahead and fuck with it, go play with it" So, shit, I'm just playing with it for right now But, shit, I ain't think the motherfucker was gon' react to it like that You feel me? Man, you this, you that, you 100, your shit go hard Fucking with love, ya hear me? Now, I'ma just get in it and finesse, you know Shit don't stop, never stop It ain't gon' never stop, and this how I'm living, you know? Smoking good in every country, every hood OTFEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> MASERATIAnnotate(Hook) Off A Molly With Patron I B Turned Up With ??? Sicko Movement Worldwide

Foreign Thotties Join The Party Robins Hangin Off My Body They Think I Joined illuminati Cuz Im Ballin Hard Like Scottie Zoomin In My Maserati (Verse 1: Lil Ceno) Im The Man With Da Plan Nd I Got Lil Trav Wid Me Dey Hate Wen Dey C Us In Traffic Cuz Dey Kno We Take Da Scene And; I Keep A Sexy Bitch And; eahu Boy She Gone Spray For Me Her Name Is Nina By The Way She Tucked Off In My Robin Jeans Bitch Im rollin Im Holdin Got Money So I Blow It Got Niggas Runnin Sicko Ceno Got These Thotties Goin Gota Red Bitch And; Her Long And; Im Nailin It And; Her Legs Long Fuck Her Too Good Now Her Head Gone Ima Bust Her Now My Kids Gone Bet She Dont Do No Pokin Unless SHe Bust Dat Pussy Open Turn Up Turn Up Turn Up Throw It Ima Dunk It Like Im Kobe Off The Fee Fee Yeah We Stuntin ????? Here Me Comin Off A Molly Wid The Tron Zoomin In My Maseratiiiii (Hook) (Verse 2: Lil Trav) Im Turned Upp Off Versace And; These Thotties Think Im Hotty In This Audi Makes A Hobby Catch Me Doin The Dash On Highwayy Lil Trav Thats My Name OTS And; Switchin Lanes While These Surgeons Gimme Brain Yeah I Make That Shid Her Hobyyy Up A Oochie Dance Fuckin Onna Couple Fans We Jackballin Ina Van Got Me Turned Up With Sum Thotties Can't Trust A ???????? ???????????????????? Driftin Foreign Ferraris Gota Whole Lotta Money No Holdin Ballin Hard Im Chosen Bugatti Its Golden Every Damn Thot Get Trojan And; For That Maserati And; We In Maserati Broke Ass Nigga Look Sorry And; We In Maseratii Yahh Yahh (Verse 3: Lil Durk) I Ain't Wifin Dat Bitch Too Many Niggas Fucked From My Click Too Many Niggas Actin So Rich All Dese Boppin Hoes On My Dick I Might Money Dance Wid A 100 Bands That Choppa Make Em Do The Money Dance I Dont Bop O Do The Money Dance If I Dont Money Dance My Bitch Bop Yo Bitch Popped She Can't Gimme Top Jus Gimme Gwap My City Cocked Im Money Gang Ain't Gettin Robbed I Beat The Pussy Like Young Chop Lil Durk Its Dere Ina Party And He Bussin His SHirt Off And He Tatted Up And Ain't Nobody Gone Touch Em Nahhhhhh I Can't Go Like Dat Louie Belt Wid Louie Hat Lou Shoes Where Bro Nem At My Pockets Fat Im Off A Flat Tron Got Me On Flat Rap SHid Im Up Next Keep Yo Voice I Want Yo Neck Keep Yo Voice I Want Yo Neck(Nahhhhhh) Its a turn up song no men or boy can bop like me at all2EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> No snake can snake me It's like I lived this life before Like I seen this shit happen We ain't got the same blood We just brothers from the mud Grew up in the same hood And the violence so fucked up, my niggas can't judge We gon' sleep around each other 'til we neighbor, uh I'm just tryna wonder when this feeling of my pain stop How you say you love me? You my brother, but gave my name up You must be crazy thinkin' I changed up I'd do anything, plus give my fame up You know I'd give my fame up You know I will never change up You know I'm that dude, but you let a lame fuck

You know I'm that dude, but you let a lame fuck When I be gone off the ecstasy Shorty, she gon' get the best of me (Let's get it) And she know I be with killers Her family is not accepting me (My gang, gang) I nutted all in her and left, I told her I got a vasectomy (Yeah) While them niggas get to at-ing me Said they catchin' me, they stretchin' me (Grrrah) Warnin' me, watchin' my back They know I be gone off the medicine (Gang, gang) My cousin had died on the cam The police got footage and edit it (Big facts) On God, I can't get shit snatched Can't leave, I need that, give it back Fuck shot, I need you kidnapped Surprise, that Glock come gift-wrapped I tatted all my dead homies in my skin (My skin, yeah, yeah) Told them crackers on them B Airways they need yo' pen (Yeah, yeah) Gulp a cup of my lean to wash off my sins (On God) Made my tri-state hoes buy me all my Timbs We ain't got the same blood We just brothers from the mud Grew up in the same hood And the violence so fucked up, my niggas can't judge We gon' sleep around each other 'til we neighbor, uh I'm just tryna wonder when this feeling of my pain stop How you say you love me? You my brother, but gave my name up You must be crazy thinkin' I changed up I'd do anything, plus give my fame up You know I'd give my fame up You know I will never change up You know I'm that dude, but you let a lame fuck You know I'm that dude, but you let a lame fuck Yo homie said they on me, I be with killas and parolees The niggas police, I know they name-drop You be rappin' 'bout that trap, but you ain't never sold nothin' I hold a grudge back in '09, you ain't let me hold nothin' You cheat on me, I swear I'll beat you like you stole somethin' Pillow talkin' to these hoes, yeah, you cold-blooded How you follow me on the 'Gram and you don't like pics? I fucked a bitch, she like her girl, she don't like dick Cum on my nice sheets, they don't like this Bad bitch a Pisces, I keep a nightstick I swear I'm at my nicest, been through my crisis We not to be played with, they on that night shift Niggas tryna stick me up like I ain't never showed no love That petty shit let go, I told you I ain't got no grudge I don't give no fuck, addicted to these drugs When I was down and gone, them niggas ain't send me nothin' See red, I ain't fuckin' with 'Tussin, bite down, I'm bustin' Shoot first, you clutch, you mad I pressed yo' button You know we read yo' mind, my niggas ain't duckin' You know you play with mine, ain't no discussion We ain't got the same blood We just brothers from the mud Grew up in the same hood And the violence so fucked up, my niggas can't judge We gon' sleep around each other 'til we neighbor, uh I'm just tryna wonder when this feeling of my pain stop How you say you love me? You my brother, but gave my name up You must be crazy thinkin' I changed up I'd do anything, plus give my fame up You know I'd give my fame up You know I will never change up You know I'm that dude, but you let a lame fuck You know I'm that dude, but you let a lame fuckEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Outro (Life Ain’t No Joke)Me, I'm the best that I can be Shit's hard when you trying to make it when you molded from the streets See my nigga's called me Riley, I was playing with the heat On parole I got a son so lord knows he got to eat Unhealthy for the fake nigga's Anti straight nigga's You nigga's is pussy they be working with the state nigga Part time hustler, full time Jake nigga You'd think I'm a different race the way my team hate nigga OTF the family, lowkey we some dying breeds Real nigga no I in team, quick to shoot no eyeing me Stojakovic, miss Tayski and Moe I know I was proud of em OTF until I die, L's up my partner nem Mamma good, daddy gone heartless hell where I'm from Police get killed left and right blame it on my nigga Rio Police stopped his phone cause it's good hoping he know November 29th born my baby boy Lil Lolo Riding smoking, four nigga's strapped in my red photo Police trynna leave me hanging cause I'm hanging where they banging Lil nigga's be slanging coke why not they just lost their hope Like I tell my lil bro life ain't no joke nigga, spending life as a dope dealer Stayed ahead you know go nigga Can't hold on with no rope nigga so stay strong and keep hope nigga

I spit raw with no coke nigga, L's up for my bro nigga, L's up for Lil moe nigga Keep it real, I was only 13 playing in the field Got caught with a 30 slammer, keep the heat to see a mil Friends hating on me plotting on me for a couple bills They say I'ma lose my deal but I say that's motivation Crazy how I grew up with you, tell me whats the point of hating You say you gon' kill me then, tell me what's the point you making Cut the dreads, use to tell the bitches I was part Jamaican Love you and I miss you Tayski, you gon' cry when you see me make it, L'sEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> How you want war and you ain't eating? What they gon' do if you ain't breathing? Bodies back to back, bitch we ain't even Bitch I'm in that pussy cause I'm so conceited Word around town that you sneak dissing Bullets must be blank cause they keep missing Face up on that flyer if you want attention You just want some fame boy you ain't in it Better get to ducking if my name's mentioned I hopped into that foreign, bitch I'm lane switching And bitch I'm OTF and I ain't switching Niggas see I'm hot and they want me gone I heard his ass was singing like he OVO Bitch go cop a Rollie not a rodeo And when we in the building it's a rollie show And I be sipping lean while they smoking dope War with us, they don't want war with us Them bullets go bang, bitch them bullets go bang No war with us, they don't want no war with us Them bullets go bang, bitch them bullets go bang And you can't hang where my niggas hang Cause where we hang all we do is bang No war with us, they don't want no war with us Them bullets go bang, bitch them bullets go bang It’s Guwop in this bitch and I got shooters too Snatch all the clothes out the mall like the looters do And all my bitches got them racks, got a Hooters crew My rims are gorgeous, riding on forgies big as hula hoops Fuck the prosecution, I find a revolution Sell white Rolls Royces with focals, inspired it on constitution Whipping up babies that child abuse That dog food, hard, and powder too And 12 rottweilers that I feed gunpowder They bite, don't bark or growl at you These young niggas'll torture you, cartel will be proud of me Vato Poma Coto told me the federales onto you I told Vato man fuck the feds and watch Guwop, they 'posed to do You local rappers dissing me, I’ll put you on the local news <EOS> <BOS> Money Talk(Intro) Let’s get it! These niggas talk about money Let’s get it! (Hook) These niggas they be so broke, they ain’t got no money Niggas say they want hunnid, but he ain’t even got 100 My shootas on payroll, so ya know they gunnin’ My bond can be whateva, just know they comin’ here You nigga wanna talk that money, nigga wanna talk that money These nigga wanna talk that money, nigga wanna talk that money, My shootas on payroll, so ya know they gunnin’ These nigga wanna talk that money, nigga wanna talk that money (Verse: Lil Durk) My shootas on payroll, my shootas gon’ shoot cuz I say so Smokin’ outdoor, sellin’ on the indoor Everyday countin’ up to the shop shit Spend 10k, then I get it back quick Everybody rich till they meet a rich nigga Everybody been somebody bitch, nigga Been fuckin’ four rims in the foreign Went every way when out there tourin’ I been payed, niggas broke boring Y’all only got the mop, no Ajax Fold em in the back, gon’ spray that Lil Durk here whyle, don’t play that Send shots, I’mma send those right back No diddy, my nigga, don’t take that Capone (Hook) (Verse 2: CashCowRod) Look, I got 100s on 100s, and ya talkin’ that money?! My lil niggas wid it, and you know that they gunnin’ I’m trappin’, I’m trappin’, my dope(?) it be jumpin’ These niggas be talkin’, and really on nothin’ I sip on that pint, the Poisonous Sprite Pull up with yo bitch, gettin’ dumb with the light Nigga run up on me?! Nigga bang there twice? Keep a gun on me? It could be your last night Let’s get it! (Hook)

These niggas they be so broke, they ain’t got no money Niggas say they want hunnid, but he ain’t even got 100 My shootas on payroll, so ya know they gunnin’ My bond can be whateva, just know they comin’ here You nigga wanna talk that money, nigga wanna talk that money These nigga wanna talk that money, nigga wanna talk that money My shootas on payroll, so ya know they gunnin’ These nigga wanna talk that money, nigga wanna talk that money (Verse 3: Rudeboigudda) Talkin’ that money, I’m givin’ out his while I’m countin’ the cake My team is straight, fuck it El Paso, we don’t do no dates Just Chevy’s, Impalas, that go with the road, bout money no talkin’ Poppin’ 15 Now with the beam This the Money Team Rollie my wrist Jimmy Chew for my bitch Foreign my whip, got 30 in clips 100 with this I want it all I just wanna ball Stack money this tall, free all my dawgs Don’t trust no new niggas, I ain’t fuckin’ with y’all (Hook) These niggas they be so broke, they ain’t got no money Niggas say they want hunnid, but he ain’t even got 100 My shootas on payroll, so ya know they gunnin’ My bond can be whateva, just know they comin’ here You nigga wanna talk that money, nigga wanna talk that money These nigga wanna talk that money, nigga wanna talk that money My shootas on payroll, so ya know they gunnin’ These nigga wanna talk that money, nigga wanna talk that moneyEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Purple Rain*Snippet*EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Niggas say they poppin' me Stash box I popped a C My first check I copped a Jeep I protest to smoke the weed Niggas say they robbin' me Niggas say they stoppin' me Nigga ain't no probably Yes I got the Glock on me Got them oppas in my wood Wish a fuck nigga would Pull up on Durk in the hood You gon' really see what's good And they'd kill me if they could Ain't no safety for that .22 Gotta be Jordan for this ball How this yo' city you ain't got no power If you catch me lackin' would you pull Nigga you don't know nothin' 'bout no war For real, shoot through the door, score yeah Percocets all I'ma pour yeah 100 racks in the floor yeah Send that boy to that morgue yeah Trappin' off a 'droid yeah 30 shot Glock my sword yeahEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Rat Bitch(Verse 1) Sit up on my car pull out my dick so you can suck it I can fuck on any bitch I want right now so it ain't nothin' I be pullin' on her weave fuck from the back like it ain't nothin' ? i get yo flight and yo hotel that's in yo budget I done lied she said who comin' to pick her up I said my cousin Text her phone like is you good she text me back like Durk I love you Pussy weak she just stab me in my ass whenever i'm nuttin' Bitch you tweakin' I don't lay up with no bitch that's why im rushin' You can fuck with King Von for all I care cuz' that's my brother Sneak hoe she'll try to take off that condom when you nuttin' She do drugs you can't hit my cup I like the lean alonе Ima thug ima really break yo back you sing my song Gotta eat hеr from the city she be fuckin' for the mic Rat bitch Leave her kids in the crib for a flight She so thirsty She a book her own if she fuck with ? Redhead Told that bitch to go back blonde cuz' that's my type Why you lie to me you ain't chasing me you chasing clout What you lyin' for you told me that you fucked you ate her out Bitch yo lashes comin' off go to the crib and take em out You gon fuck or what cuz' I ain't gon' be the one to chase you down (Hook) I can't stand a rat bitch Man I hate a rat bitch I can't fuck a rat bitch I can't trust a rat bitch Ion like a rat bitch I can't wife a rat bitch I can't stand a rat bitch I don't need a rat bitch (Verse 2) Man I dog hoes Keep my timbs on from the back i'm fuckin' tall hoes She done sucked my dick so many times I got her jaw swole She say she ain't a rat but she do dicks what you call those

Come suck this dick i'm in the booth i'm off the lot tho DM who bitch Paid Johnny for the smile and spent a tooth bitch Why you say I gave you cash I brought you 2 fifths And you took off all yo clothes after 2 sips I'm in the 'lina in the studio with some savages I pop 2 pills I got it from Will I think i'm panicking She suck my dick she keep on going I say you talented I get my drip from different stores i'm not a mannequin She fuck with athletes and rappers Street niggas trappers Niggas ain't no factors A lot of niggas cappers They acting like they got it A lot of niggas actors Never turnt my back on the trenches because they got us (Hook) I can't stand a rat bitch Man I hate a rat bitch I can't fuck a rat bitch I can't trust a rat bitch Ion like a rat bitch I can't wife a rat bitch I can't stand a rat bitch I don't need a rat bitch2EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> So I move to the neck, to the necklace nigga Why is you stressin' lil baby? I told you I got you forever Damn I miss my lil nigga Damn I miss my lil nigga Too much pain to deal wit it, gotta pop a seal to deal wit it Nigga gotta pop the pill to feel different But it's like the shit just still hit me Went on skits for him, they got hit for him Swear to god I still miss him In the first half we drop 50, dove back on they ass and drop 50 Dope boy slide through in and drop 50 Dope boy slide through and he cop 50 I remember you wasn't on the block with me I remember you ain't let off shots with me You wasn't on the block with me I remember you ain't let off shots with me, so I moved to the neck Even though shooters on deck, I'm a real shooter in the flesh Niggas get stretched, we do not put on no vest God is my only protection I made it up out, made it up outta them trenches Just to be here is a blessin', why is you stressin'? Why is you stressin' lil baby? I told you I got you forever I was locked up, you wasn't wit me, not no calls, not one visit No receipts, not no pictures, I couldn't eat, I wanted friendly's Rest in peace to my niggas, I'll bleed for my niggas Anything for my niggas 9 P, they fuck with me I'm with my brothers for lifetime, free my brothers for the right mind And your brothers ain't like mine, argue don't shoot, won't fight mine Made out we ain't got no worries, in the jam don't switch your story While some ain't there not for me My brothers right here they love me When he slide for you, gotta get him a lawyer Real homicide nigga play with my daughter You was caught in the jam you ain't change the story Niggas got mad when I went and signed Tory Booka tell me every time, niggas ain't for me Ride around with my gun cause they niggas be on me Ride with the vultures we ain't gotta be 4 deep Fuck them other niggas want the main factor It was crazy when I seen his brain splatter He was talkin' he ain't make it no better Vlone like em' mixed with margiela's He had to move around cause I know he was jealous Got all them guns like that nigga really actin' Why you front your move? Choppa make you move backwards And you showed the streets your word don't matter, yeah yeah Back of the berry, sweeter the juice, 3500 the bigger the booth No Iphone addicted to boost And I drink me a cup addicted to juice, lean And I'm still the same nigga by any means You put cap in your rap nigga literally Nowadays you can't tell a nigga anything Them niggas gonna try to remember me I was locked up, you wasn't wit me, not no calls, not one visit No receipts, not no pictures, I couldn't eat, I wanted friendly's Rest in peace to my niggas, I'll bleed for my niggas Anything for my niggas 9 P, they fuck with me I'm with my brothers for lifetime, free my brothers for the right mind And your brothers ain't like mine, argue don't shoot, won't fight mine Made out we ain't got no worries, in the jam don't switch your story While some ain't there not for me My brothers right here they love me I was locked up, you wasn't wit me, not no calls, not one visit

No receipts, not no pictures, I couldn't eat, I wanted friendly's Rest in peace to my niggas, I'll bleed for my niggas Anything for my niggas 9 P, they fuck with me I'm with my brothers for lifetime, free my brothers for the right mind And your brothers ain't like mine, argue don't shoot, won't fight mine Made out we ain't got no worries, in the jam don't switch your story While some ain't there not for me My brothers right here they love me1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Loyalty Over RoyaltyLil Durk - Loyalty Over Royalty Loyalty over royalty real street nigga Yeah the street love me but the street don't show no love When it's war in my city we shed blood All I know is blood, blood, blood All I know is blood, blood, blood (all I know is blood, yeah) I got a feeling a lot of these niggas Really admire a nigga I just do me I don't try to be niggas Niggas be trying too hard You say you a killer, quit lying lil nigga Shots get to flying that's when niggas get dropped Now you looking for God lil nigga Don't even start lil nigga I'm about loyalty, I'm not no wannabe I'm just what you wanna be now you gonna know it's me Bitch get a load of me ain't no controlling me I got that bandanna on like I'm Makaveli Mixed with Hispanic my daddy heavy Making shit work cause I love my daughter I don't want her to say daddy left me Y'all talk about a body count See your body is a body found Can't nobody calm me down My city lost right now You get knocked off right now If you wanna live long Please don't get involved right now Certified street nigga, but I ain't trying to preach nigga To any nigga, rich nigga Mack on repeat, I stay to snaking these niggas They aim and they plot I can't relate, these niggas bitches they fake No love do a drill, east side when we drill Your niggas ain't real Pressure I apply, might dress in disguise We kill when we wild, bruh niggas divide We never get tired, we always outside Get caught on my side, like chicken you fried (chicken fried yeah) Loyalty over royalty Family over friends OTF over everything Lord forgive me for my sins <EOS> <BOS> Niggas die for attention, I know a nigga caught a body missing Christmas His momma said them ain’t his friends, he wish he listened And I gotta open my eyes, they act suspicious I’ma tryin’ to get this money it not easy I’m out here 24/7 bust my ass just believe me I said that time I like hustler music, go listen to Wheezy And I be off them perky dirties calling cash me a Fiji (Essketit) Zay that’s my brotha, Mario and Luigi Say she don’t call anymore, I broke my relations And I’m a boss I’ma stand on that I broke my heart as pieces And I’ma do what I gotta do make sure my momma decent Steady, already in the NDS she told me come home I’m in the trenches with my vultures making love song I had blood in my eyes ask me what’s wrong I rolled a blunt filled with biscotti, fuck who die young (Yeah, Yeah) Who am I, who am I, who am I, who am I I- I don’t know, uh hu-oh, you can’t walk in my shoes it would hurt too much I got too many damn, friends this shit hurt too much I lost some of my family, they my closest that shit hurt too much When I made some real boys then I worked too much Who would I be till my friends, finally got a hit single Who would I be to these bitches, if I werent who I am I’m thinking who I am to have everybody that shit around me listening thinking Say its time put me on i’ma rapper or a singer Free my brother’s, say they love me I’ma fuck wit you hard And I’m walking round and they tell me to move so I can put a lil smile to my momma My momma still stay in the hood I’m trying to move out the hood as possible My dad he just got in my life at least I don’t gotta bother him Niggas put it on the guys over the kids that’s the problem

See my dad back in my life I’ma show love to Obama See that cancer ate my aunties kidneys, turned me to a monster I know a nigga coulda made it to the league he beat the bucketEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Hurt BeforeTurn the music up for me Chris Aye chop you gave me a banger Know yam’sayin Know what I’m saying, shout out Chris Tell me do you wanna get freaky I’ll freak you right I will I’ll freak you right I will I’ll freak you right I will I’ll freak you right I will You ain’t think I’d make a way Do this for my kids, for my DNA My life so heavy gotta rearrange Got 4,5 guns, 4,5 friends, 4,5 perkys Taking me away I know what you did, don’t wanna hurt no more Even though you took me through some hell Been through worse before Like why you put me last I put you first before You was with me when I was Tay-Tay now I’m Durkio Put me in my place when I’m in the wrong You make me mad, I’m throwing dirt up in yo name in songs Back then started hate me when I was born You keep on arguing, imma send you home (go now) Bitch I’m just like Nino but no snitching on me Got that Gucci peacoat, yeah that shit is golden In the fontainebleau, gotta room getting head til’ the morning Put my Gucci socks up in yo mouth you keep on moaning Got a B.I.T.C.H I can’t fuck no groupies Its certain shit I can’t do, something like Scooby The way she wear them boy shorts, she be seducing I don’t wanna buy no Rollie, imma buy her Rubies Take her to the crib, Benihana’s, movies All this ass shit, don’t really ever move me Everytime I pop a perc, I lose it movie I don’t give a fuck, cause she not fucking with no goofy Give me head, give me sex, give me coochie And if you fucking with some niggas, they losing I don’t mean to call you “bitches” them my mood swings (Bitch) Say you not a stripper, who you fooling? You ain’t think I’d make a way Do this for my kids, for my DNA My life so heavy gotta rearrange Got 4,5 guns, 4,5 friends, 4,5 perkys Taking me away I know what you did, don’t wanna hurt no more Even though you took me through some hell Been through worse before Like why you put me last I put you first before You was with me when I was Tay-Tay now I’m Durkio Can’t support no holidays I took my shahada today When you first met me, why you ain’t tell me this a robbery Cause imma be your Nigga regardless You took my heart, ain’t press no charges Can’t be no deadbeat to my kids, I grew up without no father He not dead, he incarcerated I still love him Can’t be sitting up on my ass & you hungry, gotta hustle Told me chill on that gangsta shit, baby it’s cool to cuddle I’m in that jungle, so this lifestyle gotta juggle And if I love you, it’s for you, it ain’t about no money I can be fucking, I get up & touch yo tummy Touch yo tummy, whole boy bump inside yo stomach (my baby) It saved me from who I am, black red blue white or tan Just don’t judge me for my skin Imma trendsetter, I don’t never try to blend Do I love you (mmhmmm) definite Let your guards down (mmhmmm) let me in I’m glad I picked you, not yo friend It’s gon’ be more than love to make amend You ain’t think I’d make a way Do this for my kids, for my DNA My life so heavy gotta rearrange Got 4,5 guns, 4,5 friends, 4,5 perkys Taking me away I know what you did, don’t wanna hurt no more Even though you took me through some hell Been through worse before Like why you put me last I put you first before You was with me when I was Tay-Tay now I’m DurkioEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Shit, took a mic and told 'em I'm a rapper (let's get it) Shit, I took my re-up and I bought designer (dope) Shit, off a perky, I done went to NASA (yer)

Told her wanna suck me through my boxers, I ain't got no manners (blat) Shit, I took my Ruger, traded it for a coat (let's get it) Shit, two of my plugs for a brick of dope (gimme that) Shit, I'm hearin' voices so I grab the Ghost (skrt) Aye, my name Durk so I'ma do the most (grah) I copped the Rollie and put down the Mueller Your bitch like me, she say you a goof (goofy) I finessed the city playin' that old school (skrt) Why they playin' with Durk and he a whole shooter? (Rah) I just fucked your mama, she a whole cougar (get it) Hot boy, I be turned up off that old Juvie Trap house, remember days eatin' cold noodles Calvin Klein, I hold that forty up (let's get it, bah) To his stomach, give him a tummy tuck (let's get it, aye) I'll rob his ass and don't get nothin' up (gimme that) If you don't, he gon' fuck 'round, be in a truck or somethin' (skrt) Bitches want the fashion, she lookin' 'round like where it's at? (Dope) Don't touch me at the door, security know I got the strap (let's get it) Three hundred killers with me, tell 'em open up the back (gang) Got a room in the telly but I'd rather be in the trap (dope) Shit, took a mic and told 'em I'm a rapper (let's get it) Shit, I took my re-up and I bought designer (dope) Shit, off a perky, I done went to NASA (yer) Told her wanna suck me through my boxers, I ain't got no manners (blat) Shit, I took my Ruger, traded it for a coat (let's get it) Shit, two of my plugs for a brick of dope (gimme that) Shit, I'm hearin' voices so I grab the Ghost (skrt) Aye, my name Durk so I'ma do the most (gang) I damn near need a cough drop when I'm off the OG Twenty-six inch Forgiatos, I done caught it slowly (slowly) Only made eight thousand, I guess it's a slow week (I guess it's a slow week) I just popped two xans, they call that a slow geek (they call that a slow geek) Upgraded my motor 'case I see the police (I see the police) I been up two days, I'm off lean and coffee (I been up two days) I spent fourteen hundred dollars on a Yorkie doggy (on a Yorkie doggy) I had Gigi in that coupe without a car seat (damn) Two racks on Balmain, they came with rips on 'em (they came with rips on 'em) Me and my bitch feet both got Gucci flips on 'em (Gucci flips) I got that small nine, it's one more clip on 'em (I got that small nine) He got clean codeine, he got that sip on 'em (he got clean codeine) Shit, took a mic and told 'em I'm a rapper (let's get it) Shit, I took my re-up and I bought designer (dope) Shit, off a perky, I done went to NASA (yer) Told her wanna suck me through my boxers, I ain't got no manners (blat) Shit, I took my Ruger, traded it for a coat (let's get it) Shit, two of my plugs for a brick of dope (gimme that) Shit, I'm hearin' voices so I grab the Ghost (skrt) Aye, my name Durk so I'ma do the most (grah)EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Told her baby I'm a star Baby I'm a star Fuckin' with that shit, won't go far You won't go far That bitch gon' tell you I'm a dog Big chain, European car Tell that bitch I'm a star Spent a hundred on a star I gotta eat, I'm from the streets All of my niggas be shining with me Try me, don't try me, that Mac on repeat Don't look my hood while I'm coolin' that I knew a couple dogs knock the news back And we don't sneak diss just to beat his ass Applause on sight cause we clap niggas And I don't really fuck with these rap niggas Hittas outta town that attack with us And I do this shit for my trap niggas My shootas on deck, they react nigga Don't believe all the rumors, that's a fact nigga And they gon' lie to 'em, they gon' ride for 'em They gon' die for 'em Bitch I'm a baller, today and tomorrow K in the car, and these pistol done pop Leave you tomorrow, swear I do get a mill on my arm How you want it today or tomorrow Drop 300K on her arm Baby I'm a star, smokin' drinkin' lean European cars me and Durk rode 'em Bitch I'm a star

<EOS> <BOS> (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Told the bitch to shake her ass, told me put some ones on it Told the bitch to kiss my ring, just don't put your tongue on it Told the bitch bring a chair, I can put my guns on it Told this bitch this belt Chanel so she know she can't pull on it When the DJ play you back to back, this shit feel good, don't it? Never trip about no politics, I know the hood want it Order bottles, I don't even drink, I know the hood want it Got my Glock inside the VIP, I wish you would want it Bouncе your booty, uh, uh, make a movie, bitch Shake your boobiеs, uh, I'm like a groupie, bitch That lil' bitch never turn down money, I don't give a fuck who she with The strip club got the best chicken wings, give me six Tell her shake it, drop her friends off, and take her pants off Bitch get naked, tell your friends come and have a dance off Chain one-eighty, it's expensive, bitch, just keep your hands off Lil boy crazy, he still managed with it to fuck your grandma Shake that booty Shake that booty, bitch Shake that booty Shake that booty, bitch Shake that booty Shake that booty, bitch Shake that booty, uh, uh Shake that booty, bitch Shake that booty Tell her shake it, drop her friends off, and take her pants off Bitch get naked, tell your friends come and have a dance off Chain one-eighty, it's expensive, bitch, just keep your hands off Lil boy crazy, he still managed with it to fuck your grandma Shake that booty Shake that booty, bitch Shake that booty Shake that booty, bitch Shake that booty Shake that booty, bitch Shake that booty, uh, uh Shake that booty, bitch Shake that bootyEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Pay attention man Lets get it Fake ass I Tried to tell these niggas they not fucking with me Fake ass Niggas talking about they real Hoe ass nigga Bitch ass nigga Fake ass hoes Fake ass clothes Fake ass rapper Doing fake ass shows Counting fake ass rolls Riding with fake ass niggas All these industry niggas A bunch of fake ass niggas Im a tell em that Im in the streets they industry Im in the streets they industry Im in the streets they in the industry Im in the streets they in industry Im in the streets they in the industry I say im in the streets they in the industry Fuck all these rap niggas My niggas trap niggas My niggas clap niggas Where you at with map at nigga We been in blocks, say you Out here we sendin' shots This for every rap niggas not sendin shots The say we ain't not here fuck nigga when we not Killed pluto fuck a tweet we won Mama said slow up start touring I I might be rapper born My my shooters already scoring Don't fuck with us, this my gang we pulling up Snatch my chain we pulling up They snatch your chain its fake as fuck I clam 3, got kills that hang with me, cameras can't come hang with me We not at we in the streets, free my niggas no 21 to 3, niggas acting like they in the streets, when they in the street

Fake ass hoes Fake ass clothes Fake ass rapper Doing fake ass shows Counting fake ass rolls Riding with fake ass niggas All these industry niggas A bunch of fake ass niggas Im a tell em that Im in the streets they industry Im in the streets they industry Im in the streets they in the industry Im in the streets they in industry Im in the streets they in the industry I say im in the streets they in the industry Im in the streets they industry And every show i do got the killers with me Im just trying get rich, in my hood with couple bricks Smoking wood im high then a bitch i dont be up on that industry shit I be trying get my sack up, hit a couple leaks that would get my racks up Nigga you is a bitch why you trying act though I see it all in your face, fuck nigga be talking that shiit going make me catch another case Wonder why i work a case, got keep it just in case Cause up in my city it ain't safe You could get waked in a day Some of my niggas in graves, some of the ops in the graves Some of them could start to play, i grew up to were my ..... at Fake ass hoes Fake ass clothes Fake ass rapper Doing fake ass shows Counting fake ass rolls Riding with fake ass niggas All these indstry niggas A bunch of fake ass niggas Im a tell em that Im in the streets they industry Im in the streets they industry Im in the streets they in the industry Im in the streets they in industry Im in the streets they in the industry I say im in the streets they in the industryEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Rollin', my block be rollin', them niggas lookin' Niggas just jumped off porches, them niggas rookies Shooters, my shooters shootin', they tote their hoodies Real niggas fuck with with real niggas, that's important Rollin', my block be rollin', them niggas lookin' Niggas just jumped off porches, them niggas rookies Shooters, my shooters shootin', they tote their hoodies Real niggas fuck with with real niggas, that's important Nina go, "Falah", but that nickel go, "Ha-ra-da-tat" Chillin' with my savage at that block that be my habitat Thirty, pop a shawty, got Chicago where it's levelled out Fuck a major, big mistake, wish I could switch deals I grow up selling D, fuckin' hoes and poppin' pills Finessin', we walkin' reckless, my niggas reckless Lil' nigga robbin' habits and snatchin' necklace Lil Reecey, he make that tax bit, flip bricks like Tetris Ex-bitch, she fucked my next bitch, that shit be hectic Rollin', my block be rollin', them niggas lookin' Niggas just jumped off porches, them niggas rookies Shooters, my shooters shootin', they tote their hoodies Real niggas fuck with with real niggas, that's important Rollin', my block be rollin', them niggas lookin' Niggas just jumped off porches, them niggas rookies Shooters, my shooters shootin', they tote their hoodies Real niggas fuck with with real niggas, that's important I said you fuckin' with the wrong one Nigga, you might as well shoot yourself Man, my dog clutching, keep that thing right on that Gucci belt Shoot anybody, give a fuck 'bout your feelings All your niggas be talkin' and all my niggas be killin' We a homicide, nigga, yeah, I'ma ride Anybody play with my team, nigga, your momma die Yeah, I'm a Zone 4 nigga, a Zone 4 killer I don't give a fuck 'bout you or any nigga who with you I roll with shooters, niggas who love that gun sound And anybody get out of line, then you get gunned down Only fuck with real; if you a fuck nigga, don't come round Pussy think that I won't merk him 'cause I'm out the slum now Rollin', my block be rollin', them niggas lookin'

Niggas just jumped off porches, them niggas rookies Shooters, my shooters shootin', they tote their hoodies Real niggas fuck with with real niggas, that's important Rollin', my block be rollin', them niggas lookin' Niggas just jumped off porches, them niggas rookies Shooters, my shooters shootin', they tote their hoodies Real niggas fuck with with real niggas, that's important Meek Milly I say whole clique some real niggas We don't fuck with no fake niggas I spin through your block with three Ks like I hate niggas Catch 'em slippin', we walk down Ain't got time to chase niggas Everybody be hatin' on us, but everybody don't play with us You get the shit, push back Rollin', my block be rollin', them niggas lookin' Niggas just jumped off porches, them niggas rookies Shooters, my shooters shootin', they tote their hoodies Real niggas fuck with with real niggas, that's important Rollin', my block be rollin', them niggas lookin' Niggas just jumped off porches, them niggas rookies Shooters, my shooters shootin', they tote their hoodies Real niggas fuck with with real niggas, that's importantEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> When we fuck the streets up Niggas they can't keep up Fuck around, go bankrupt Fuck around and catch a charge And I love my city but they label me a terrorist She say she don't suck dick, just eat pussy vegetarian I got boujee bitches, classy, ratchy, call me arrogant He delirious <EOS> <BOS> Family TiesLyrics for this song have yet to be released. Please check back once the song has been releasedEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Broadway, we on Broadway 750 and Tonka trucks Broadway, we on Broadway 750 and Tonka trucks Chicago 'round in my city right Everybody ridin' with us We rollin', we leanin' We rollin', we leanin' We rollin', we rollin' We rollin', we leanin' We rollin', we leanin' We rollin', we leanin' Rollin' we leanin' Rollin' we leanin' yeah We rollin', we leanin' I said we rollin', we leanin' I said we rollin', we leanin' We rollin', we leanin' We rollin', we leanin' Pull up when I roll up Bitches on when we roll up Watch face is like throw up Bad bitches wanna do a team When I tell a bitch to come roll up Kush strong ridin' foreign Kush strong ridin' foreign I'm with the team, he ain't for none Broadway, we on Broadway 750 and Tonka trucks Chicago 'round in my city right Everybody ridin' with us And bitch we global They ridin' with us I'm the shit, they ridin' with us Bangers all in my room These bad bitches they on me

I got your main bitch and she rollin' That molly got the bitch zonin' Got everybody on me The whole party on me It's me and Broadway G These bitches all on me Let's get it Bitch I'm wearin' Prada Bitch I'm wearin' all of that Polo hat, Polo shirt Nina right up under that Bitch I got great aim Tell me where you want it at Ride til the wheels fall off Where the donut at? Niggas be the police Where the donuts at? Where the badge at? Hope you caught onto that Niggas try to play me Tell me where the Sony at? I'm a insomniac I got me a molly girl Word to Lil Durk I was young and thuggin' Shout out to Lil Turk Young and I'm gettin' it Shout out that nigga Kirk Roll it up or sip it up Either way it's the purp Yeah <EOS> <BOS> Can't nothing beat the failure but a try Well I'm trying to get me some money Bitch want to fucking lay up all night Well I'm trying to get me some money I can't wait to stay down 'til I get right Well I'm trying to get me some money Sending packs state to state whatever flavor you like Long as you sending your money I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the money Run it up then I fuck on every bitch that I like All she wanted was two hunna Bricks in the fender, bags in the trunk of the Honda That bitch ain't goin' chasing that money No I'm not new to this money I'm so consistent with thumbing Trap that bitch spot before she get a single buck That O.J. Mayo like I play for the Bucks Slam dunking from the A to the Gump Good clean came in, went and criss crossed them Hit with the beater watch it come back You ain't seen a nigga face in the trap in a while Must've thought I fucked up ain't coming back I send my shooters come in back-to-back That's just because of my social status Bitch mad that a nigga hit the trap all night Ain't got the time to get the groceries baby They pull up to the trap like vultures Longway consistent in motion Watching the pack just scatter like roaches The spot on Beta XXX, beat it down, got ghost I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the money Can't nothing beat the failure but a try Well I'm trying to get me some money Bitch want to fucking lay up all night Well I'm trying to get me some money I can't wait to stay down 'til I get right Well I'm trying to get me some money Sending packs state to state whatever flavor you like Long as you sending your money I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the money Money money money put a ring on it I'm a rapper but you know I'm gon’ sing on it All white everything lookin’ clean on it Ain't Kevin Gates but I might put a band on it

Can't nothing beat the failure but a try Well I'm trying to get me some money Bitch want to fucking lay up all night Well I'm trying to get me some money I can't wait to stay down 'til I get right Well I'm trying to get me some money Sending packs state to state whatever flavor you like Long as you sending your money I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the money I just want the money baby, I just want the moneyEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Pull up game strong, pop out like I'm James Bond Bitch my name Durk but you can label me a Don All these niggas under me boy that boy my son Pull up to the crib and tell Doodie to grab some 1s Bitch, I'm arrogant Bitch I'm, bitch I'm arrogant Bitch, I'm arrogant Bitch I'm, bitch I'm arrogant (let's get it) Bitch, I'm arrogant Bitch I'm, bitch I'm arrogant (let's get it) Bitch, I'm arrogant Bitch I'm, bitch I'm arrogant Let's get it! Pull up game strong, pop out like I'm James Bond Bitch my name Durk but you can label me a Don All these niggas under me boy that boy my son Pull up to the crib and tell Doodie to grab some 1s Bitch, I'm arrogant Bitch I'm, bitch I'm arrogant Bitch, I'm arrogant Bitch I'm, bitch I'm arrogant (let's get it) Bitch, I'm arrogant Bitch I'm, bitch I'm arrogant (let's get it) Bitch, I'm arrogant Bitch I'm, bitch I'm arrogant Let's get it! He tryin' reach for my diamonds then we gon' shoot somethin' And I gotta turn up on the guys I gotta prove somethin' Shoot a nigga right in his face but I can't lose nothin' Big faces on all my diamonds I call it cool money Talkin' 'bout yo' trap doin' 5, pussy that's shoe money Flipped the crib I got a little city, pussy that's jewel money 100k on these niggas' head hangin' got that ruth money Talkin' 'bout 'yo dope taste 10, pussy then move somethin' Walk yo' ass in that bathroom and find that golden gun And I love these strippers I'm steady throwin' a load of 1s Bitches say I'm ugly, yea know I'm my daddy's son If a nigga get on yo' ass then it ain't no lettin' up Pull up game strong, pop out like I'm James Bond Bitch my name Durk but you can label me a Don All these niggas under me boy that boy my son Pull up to the crib and tell Doodie to grab some 1s Bitch, I'm arrogant Bitch I'm, bitch I'm arrogant Bitch, I'm arrogant Bitch I'm, bitch I'm arrogant (let's get it) Bitch, I'm arrogant Bitch I'm, bitch I'm arrogant (let's get it) Bitch, I'm arrogant Bitch I'm, bitch I'm arrogant Let's get it!EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> My Brother*Lyrics from Snippets If you my brother and you his brother then he my brother too If he love you and you love him back, then I love him too I had one thot I was deep in love with, she in love with zoo And I ain't gon' say why 'cause I fucked her and her cousin tooEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Life an’it no jokeMe am the best that I can be see it hard when you try to make it when you mode from the streets see my niggas call me rolw I was playing with the heat on prole got a son lord know he got to eat it unhealthy for the fake niggas straight niggas you nigga pussy they be working with the state nigga part time hustler floor time jake nigga you think am a different race that why my team hate niggas OTF the family low k re and dairy real nigga no I time with shoot no I and me tori high lil tasty and moe I know I was part of them OFT an intil I die L,s up my parent em see mom good dad gone hard is hell were im from police get killed left and rigt blam on my bro reow police stop his phone call good hopring he know novmeber 29 born my baby ben lolo keep it real I was only 13 playing in the field got caught wit ha dirty slamer keep the heat to see a meal friend heating for a colupe bill crazy how I grow up with tell me what the point of heatingEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Durk, keep doing what you doing for the city and the streets my nigga 300 days, 300 nights Chief Goooon Squad Solid 400 East side crazy 300 nights, 3 on the rari, 'nother 3 on the ice

Durk, keep taking off Save room for me on the flights It’s been the minute since these niggas heard me on the mic Heard you cakes got all the cake, and nigga, we want a slice Executive suites for the executives Bullshit, the new crib look like a fortress Bitches' gorgeous Tell the waitress we gonna need more cres Fresh out the feds to the Forbes List Durk, I hope you recordin' this Put some pressure on them niggas so they let 'em in I’m walking out these gates to that Wraith and that F&N Get out of that water with them sharks, you just a yellow fin The chopper get to popping, shit like it ain't gon' never end I ain't your friend, I ain't your man, I ain't your homie Hit me on these songs, make you feel like you know me When the shit's getting real, real war with the police I don’t feel rehabilitated, I’m feeling like you owe me But you big face hunnids, on that big face rolly I ball hard in the streets, this rolly is like my trophyEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Stepped OnLyrics for this song have yet to be released. Please check back once the song has been releasedEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> L, lets get it, gang Shout out my big brother Trae Tha Truth man Real street nigga man Lets get it Free the guys You know what I'm sayin' this shit come with the fame man you goin' take losses Ya my paps told me that Let's get it L Got the street on my conscious I live to get money No future But I am a monster I live for the drama The street got me trama I cannot switch up I smile for the picture I do it for the gram no intsa But it come with the fame It come with the fame (4x) Gotta feel my pain Come with the fame It come with the fame (4x) Gotta feel my pain I'm not going crazy I been trippin' up lately I been loosing everything like even Mercedes All these fuck niggas made me Going through it I promise you niggas fugazi But you bitches won't faze me I'll be strapped and I hit everything but your babies If you ever betray me Everyday of my life I been a street nigga When the shit get worse You gotta get what you can get before you sit in a hearse I'm going through hell I feel like I been hit with a curse Fuck niggas playin' shady so I I built converse Time done change Niggas goin blind to fame Some other niggas you know try and buy your name Shit instead of down them they tryna find your lane I'm in the trap with the backup plan playin' with canes Solo whip I'm on that solo tip I keep longer clip for those who wanna trip And me and Durk together get you niggas flippin' Have your nigga say your name right out they grip for real Yea You don't wanna take it there bitch I'm with your woman now you yelling ain't no fear bitch I'm in her head I ain't never in her hair bitch I miss the price cause the fame I swear bitch Got the street on my conscious I live to get money No future But I am a monster I live for the drama The street got me trama I cannot switch up I smile for the picture I do it for the gram no insta But it come with the fame It come with the fame (4x) Gotta feel my pain Come with the fame It come with the fame (4x) Gotta feel my pain

Money over all that shit Imma put fham over all that shit Whip it up, pack it up, all that shit Imma fuck the hoe once, never call that bitch Street niggas stick to the street code Get the money west coast to the east coast I be doing the most But how can I not? I'm from the city of D. Rose Can't do the most for my moma Catchin' plenty bodies, no opp Me and my bother countin' up these commas With this canon I feel drama And it started with niggas, ended children Sippin' on lean, I hang with my feelings Choppers on choppers, I post on my block But police be killing me I started with nothing so I can't do for free Ain't a blood, I do still bleed I'm from the Chi, we'll kill your chief War with us man it ain't no peace Niggas tweet, can't live without peace And I love that beef, and I am the streets Got the street on my conscious I live to get money No future But I am a monster I live for the drama The street got me trama I cannot switch up I smile for the picture I do it for the gram no intsa But it come with the fame It come with the fame (4x) Gotta feel my pain Come with the fame It come with the fame (4x) Gotta feel my pain Street on my conscious Money, aye I'm a monster, for the drama I can't, for the picture Drug, drug, drug, drug, drug Let's get itEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Moving Slow( Hook : Lil Durk ) Baby Im Moving Slow Baby Im Moving Slow Baby You Want You Want It Slow Ima Give It To You Slow Now Baby Ima Lick It Baby Im Just Gone Kiss It Baby I Wanna Lick You Slow Baby Ima Kiss You Slow ( Verse 1 : Johnny MayCash ) Johnny May Weather We Back With Another Hit Tryna Fuck On You Bitch Tryna Pop Bottles With Hoes She Tryna Act M.I.A Then When She Fucking She Tryna Be On The Low But I See Her Bestfriend All In Her In Ear Talking Bout Girl Be Alone But I See Her Bestfriend All In Her Talking Bout Girl Be Alone Take Dat Chanel And Take Dat Victoria Secret Off So I Can Get In You Im Flatted Im Flatted Off The Henny Baby Im Flatted Im Flatted Off This Molly Girl I Know You Been Wanting This For Along Time Babygirl Me Too We Can Do Any House Baby Bedroom Or The Kitchen We Gone Get To Breaking All The Dishes Ima Get To Breaking On Your Body Parts Over And Over Again Body Body Dats Yo Body Body Ima Show You Some When Im At Your Body Body ( Hook : Lil Durk ) Baby Im Moving Slow

Baby Im Moving Slow Baby You Want You Want It Slow Ima Give It To You Slow Now Baby Ima Lick It Baby Im Just Gone Kiss It Baby I Wanna Lick You Slow Baby Ima Kiss You Slow ( Verse 2 : South ) Shawty Den Say What You Use To Know Ima Do What I Use To He Just Da Streets And Abuse You He Just Assumes And Accuse You I Ain't Tryna Rush You We Both Got Trust Issue You Know What We Must Do Yeah We Can Get Faded Fuck All Those Who Hated Obviously Cause We Dated Cause They Never Had It Girl Fuck All What Happened Shawty Tipsy Cause We Met At The Bar Now She With Me Tryna Get In My Car Tryna Go Home With Me Cause Ima Star She Turned Off Her Phone She Won't Answer Your Call Won't Answer At All She Turns On Patrone And We Geeked Off The Ball We Burnt Up A Joint And We Pop Out The Mall She Ain't Coming Home To You Untill Tomorrow She Say She Tryna Be The Nexican Mill All I Wanna Do Is Netflix And Chill Fuck Shawty Like Im On Ecstasy Pill We Both Know It's Wrong But Love How We Live From Your Hair To Your Toe Im The Better Than Flow In The Back Of Da Yo Ima Give It So Slow Shawty Keep This Between Us We Ain Gotta Rush Don't Mistake This For Love Cause All This Is Just Lust ( Hook : Lil Durk ) Baby Im Moving Slow Baby Im Moving Slow Baby You Want You Want It Slow Ima Give It To You Slow Now Baby Ima Lick It Baby Im Just Gone Kiss It Baby I Wanna Lick You Baby Ima Kiss You SlowEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS>

A lot of niggas haters A lot of bitches haters Got so many haters Got a nigga feelin' famous See a lot of niggas how they feelings start changin' Got a lot of haters Got a nigga feelin' famous Really feelin' famous I'm really feelin' famous Got so many haters Got a nigga feelin' famous Really feelin' famous I'm really feelin' famous Got so many haters Got a nigga feelin' famous Since day 1 I been in them streets Hopped outta school straight to these streets Since day 1 I been in them streets Hopped outta school straight to these streets Gettin' with the ? before I grew teeth Now he in the cell, he ain't about me Since day 1 I been in them streets Hopped outta school straight to these streets Gettin' with the ? before I grew teeth Now he in the cell, he ain't about me Tell them ? rappers stay by my feet By 21 I'm down South Beach Tell em I Ciroq, I want that peach Tell em that lean, I want that pink See me in traffic, they say hold up Hey Lil Durk, boy what's up Bro we best warmin', group hug Like my Trues, ? I want head like a tutor Imma blow loud like a tuba Imma get right like a tuner Niggas mad I'm too turnt up Got yo main takin' pictures Got the city ridin' wit us Gettin' money is a must Got this loud smellin' like must Bro I drop lookin' like puss OTF, they lookin' like us FTO, we don't give no fuck Now they got me feelin' famous A lot of niggas haters A lot of bitches haters Got so many haters Got a nigga feelin' famous See a lot of niggas how they feelings start changin' Got a lot of haters Got a nigga feelin' famous Really feelin' famous I'm really feelin' famous Got so many haters Got a nigga feelin' famous Really feelin' famous I'm really feelin' famous Got so many haters Got a nigga feelin famous It's crazy how this shit change Got these ladies screamin' my name Niggas turnin' on me like snakes Cause they see me buildin' my fame Bro god warned bout that life I can't go on bout that life I been seein' these niggas copy Like I been livin' life twice Imma hitta, what'd you expect Niggas get mad cause I'm up next Keep bad bitches, tellin' me sex Keep bad bitches. tellin' me neck RIP I got the gang ? In his own lock Durk did that In his own lock Durk did that Started that hitta shit, I did that Free the guys, till they get free Cause without them it's no me I'm a real nigga, put that on me Keep a couple hittas to go OC Imma keep ballin' ? overseas Tell them niggas RIP Odee Grow ? like a trophy Niggas know that I'm ? A lot of niggas haters A lot of bitches haters Got so many haters Got a nigga feelin' famous See a lot of niggas how they feelings start changin' Got a lot of haters Got a nigga feelin' famous Really feelin' famous I'm really feelin' famous

Got so many haters Got a nigga feelin' famous Really feelin' famous I'm really feelin' famous Got so many haters Got a nigga feelin' famousEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Cap TalkLyrics for this song have yet to be released. Please check back once the song has been releasedEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Addicted*Lyrics from Snippets (ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) Man, the trap be jumpin' off vertical I just spent hundred tonight since the murderers I done brought hundreds of guns for the burglars They call us Chicago, they call us notorious I know some niggas sell dope and they snort it I know some niggas that got no remorse I know some niggas that died on the porch I know some niggas that shot up a morgue I got some diamonds baguette and I show it Get the fuck on with that lil' bitty Porsche And I got cocky, they gave me a voice I been a gangster, I jumped off thе porch Yeah, got Gelato in my lungs Addicted to thеse drugs Addicted to these drugs (Addicted to these drugs) Got a glizzy with a drum Addicted to these guns Addicted to these guns (Addicted to these guns) Addicted to these ones Addicted to these ones (Addicted to these ones) I had my lawyer pay my bond 'Cause I ain't had no warrant 'Cause I ain't had no warrant I can't lie, baby, I'm an addict I like fast cars automatics I like Audemars and the Pateks You can't play with him...EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Young Chop on the Beat Yeah, Feel like a Celebration Tell him to boss shit up Home-made They Mad Told them amma make it Broke niggas ain't gonna Make it that far There Hate already made me feel Am in already I came from nothing, climbing To the top I've made it already They wanna, I already feel it Already Car,Cloths,Juelz,Hoes, I've Made it already, (alreadyyy) I've made it, I've made it I've made it, I've made it Am Popping Bottles Am Faded I've made it,I've made it Niggas saying I've made it Got these Niggas hating Money team I swear Form life My Bank erased me Juelada a Top Top spot that am making Rondo got that 30,and that Bruner go crazy But they ain't really worried About us How they got beef, and ain't heard About us Shennal bell match the red bottoms The way judie get the bread out em Strip Club Throwing Couple thousands You can see their face when the bread piling

Shooting 50 with the swirl hiring Broke ass nigga would be cab driving Everyday Foreign car from different Countries, all these Bad Bitches, getting Different moneys If you Niggas Hating go and get some money If you Niggas Hating go and get some money They heard that I made it I hate em' for hating I changed the Mac crazy Why the fuck you got a stainless And I started from the bottom Why the fuck are they hating on me Long time ago, head home to snack Home, No diaper to strap on Because its hard out here rich nigga Let you starve out here You got to play your part out here Can't let them play your cards out here Because I've made it Its a celebration Why the fuck they hating on me All the fancy cars, fancy cloths Fancy hoes, I've got it Everything I got right now as a Kid I could not imagine And I got to have it, My shooters Tote tagging And you niggas might win But my niggas so priceless And yall on the like shit Red bottoms, fuck all that Mic shit I made us on all the right shit Yeah am arrogant,because I've made it <EOS> <BOS> Lamron, 300 If you ain't with lamron you ain't getting Money Shout out to dog Pound, shout out to the set Shout out to the ave, we out getting it in Niggas talking crazy like, durk ain't bout nothing and Fuck no love cause, they ain't on nothing 64th is where I stand 40 cal in my pants Run up on one of us you gon see who gonna blam Book said I was scared of his Lamron we ain't scared of shit If I didn't mention yo name you wouldn't be in this shit Young Money forget get off, I can't even forget about yall These niggas be talking shit, at the top like Chris paul Now brick city can suck a dick If they dont fuck with us, niggas can suck a dick Catch a nigga brainless slipping oh wee Called Owee, with the uzi and shot of his koofi Niggas talking crazy, Lil durk getting Money Shout out to lil reese cause that nigga getting Money Birdman what up, Lil law what up Forty, what up, lil chops what up Niggas talking crazy like, we ain't on nothing We'll take yo wife and we'll kill yo husband Birdie what it do? my brudda what it do? You see me White and red, we red, blue We be on, augelsten Fuck the week we dirking, ikey you get medecine 72nd, engraved, dog Pound Chino, bj, lil pen, whats up? Im gonna get it like I get it like I killed it Got my niggas Young drumming in the back finna kill it Reese thats a freestyle, is it raw or in me? Shoot his ass up aye drake mo milly got Semi in the back, gutter in the front Riding in the back with a kush kush blunt Got, lean on my hand, kush on my hand Chain on my neck Watch me come in Money, Money Money I need all that Fuck with durk, I'll shoot of ya ball cap DP what It do? dede, tay tay Budah, all yall, nigga, whats up Big law, whats up, d-Town whats up Murda, from D-Town and dispet, whats up Popo, whats good, rude boy, whats good LEP, whats up I fuck with chop, OTD Can't Catch a nigga huh, man down I Catch his ass up, rip 100 rounds Got a 50 shot Tech, on his neck If you fuck with Young boy I'll shoot you in ya head Like rest in Peace moskiii, yea thats my broski Throw them L's up for Lil Moe and go OC I ain't talking shit cause we was cousings up in 03 When folks Died I Went nuts like coconuts Fuck with me I roll a blunt, yeah I Went coconuts Ima get it, in charge, and what we do suposed to stunt Yall pussies, shout out to my nigga boom We get it in, you niggas throwing down What, I'll shoot you niggas in yo shit for throwing down up Yeah, L's crazy

Got a 357 for fuck brick city I say brick city can suck a dick, brick city can suck a dick Brick city can suck a dick, brick city can suck a dick Them niggas ain't on shit, Catch him while his dick in his head TT on the track and you know we get it in yeah What it do I know we can do it cause I do it like I do it But durk insane, dreadlocks haning Ain't talking DD but I do the set baning but That shit is okay, this is what it do Shout out to dog Pound, my niggas BJ This shit prolly good, but Ima do it bad Yeah ima do it bad michael Jackson bad All these niggas drilling cause, ima do it bad BBG booney moe Tracy mo skrilla I can't forget boo King samsonEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Hold MeLyrics from Snippet Oh, oh, oh I'm on yo ass if they don't fuck with you, blatt I can't, I can't, I can't, slatt DJ on the beat, so it's a banger You shine, I shine, we shine (Shine, I shine, we shine) We also work and grind (Also work and grind) There's murder on his mind (murder on his mind) Youngin out here slangin 9's You shine, I shine, we shine (Shine, I shine, we shine) We also work and grind (Also work and grind) There's murder on his mind (Murder on his mind) Youngin out here slangin 9's (Slangin 9's) They can't, take me take me They tryna, break me break me (The label), rate me rate me (That shit,) crazy crazy (I'm sippin) codeine codeine (I'm feelin') Lonely lonely Hold me, hold me Hold me, hold me, ya Hold me, hold me, yeah Hold me, hold me, yeah Hold me, hold me, yeah Hold me, hold me, yeah Hold me, hold me, yeah Hold me, hold me, yeah Hold me, hold me Hold me, hold me, yeah You shine, I shine, we shine (Shine, I shine, we shine) We also work and grind (Also work and grind) There's murder on his mind (murder on his mind) Youngin out here slangin 9's You shine, I shine, we shine (Shine, I shine, we shine) We also work and grind (Also work and grind) There's murder on his mind (Murder on his mind) Youngin out here slangin 9's (Slangin 9's) Niggas be sneaky talk throwin' subliminals Grew up in poverty shit was so difficult They look at you different if you was a criminal Rich in the trenches then that shit a miracle Killers the killers the robbers that's fearin' you I done seen niggas go snitch on an interview Got called for a murder now that nigga spiritual Time went on and I ain't sit wit you Why you tell the police what I did with you? Why you tell my bitch what I did with you? Knowin' damn well I'll kill for you Gettin' rich in the trenches a miracle Sometimes I get so heartless...1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Lovers & FriendsLyrics for this song have yet to be released. Please check back once the song has been released.​EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> What’s up, honey? Look, I got a roof for us tonight Just go ahead and search the info for the hotel and all that Just make sure you wear them heels that I like, right? Get in tune, stupid! I like it when you’re on top (on top, on top) I like how you scream out, “don’t stop!” (don’t stop, don’t stop) The way you put it down Got it stuck up like you robbin' it, robbin' it, robbin' it I like it when you grab them heels, grab them heels I like it when you grab them heels, grab them heels The way you put it down

Got it stuck up like you robbin' it, robbin' it, robbin' it Girl, my body pouting, pick up! They gonna take this beat, speak up! Wear them heels and them meds Put that trench on your back Put that MAC on them lips Bring them cuffs, bring that whip Stretch him out of his bed (go girl!) Cause I’m gonna go all in (go girl!) Just call me Jason, cause I’m stabbing it I’m gonna put my back in it You gonna grab them heels while I’m on top of you Girl just hush your mouth When your man not around I don't wanna hear no sound I'mma lay you down, undress you with my eyes Lick all on your neck Can’t explain your feelings, can't explain your sex! I like when you’re on top, keep your heels on babe I do want that top, need that feeling, babe Every main girl need a man, to drive him crazy So count on me, so count on me! Red bottoms match your lipsticks Red bone, what you mixed with? Trying to get you to business Just be in my business OK, who your friends is? All I need is a misses All I need your sexing Your touching, your kissing Girl is on tonight Cause I can’t see myself laying alone tonight I got so much in mind that I want to try You gonna be my test dummy You gonna feel me in your stomach Pin them legs, ain’t no running, girl! Grab them heels, bite that lip Girl, you’re such a perfect fit I love the way you’re working it, uh! I just want to make love Hit it like we’re making love Tonight we gonna like it when you’re on top, on top, on top I like the way you scream out, don’t stop (don’t stop, uh) The way you put it down Got it stuck up like you’re robbing it, robbing it! I like it when you grab them heels, grab them heels The way you put it down Got it stuck up like you’re robbing it, robbing it!EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> 48 versesMet a hoe at duck threw Got money from your main hoe Shot a 22.8 revolver for safe keeping Done robbed another safe for safe keeping I'm run this holidays up Shorty down to fuck like a quite duck Plenty charges cases pending on me Robbing wall mart was a thing to me Living behind them apartments showed me i had enemies Had to give up a little bit of money because people trying to rob me I don’t give a fuck about you I'll turn you to a quick duck sauce too Play with me about my money i dare you Rolling dice on them late nights on them corner blocks I got so much money i can take off Cut the prices of my birds there feathers in the coop Trying to buy that new bend coop Got fired from last job as a clerk Found out my baby mama was cheating on me Left me cold heart when i first met the dudeEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> L's I'm the man in this... Diamonds dancin' and shit Haha Let's get it Now hold yo' rollie out yeah yeah Ohh I'm the man in this bitch I ain't playin' in the bitch Everybody gotta hate on me I ain't friends in this bitch Diamonds dancin' and shit Everybody gotta hate on me Like who woulda thought That I'd make it out the trap Who woulda thought?

I put my niggas on my back Who woulda thought? That I'd flex up and be the man Who woulda thought? That I'd stack 100 bands Yeah yeah I'm the man in this bitch 100 bands off the shit Tryna flip it make it rap and get my momma out the shit Put my niggas on a jet with Audemars and sippin' Act All 100s in the duffel, foreign cars on the set Flexed up the youngest boss, Pablo Escobar with war Drop a kilo on the court and drop a 20 at the (?) Niggas hatin', steady fakin', but ain't never bossed up Spent a 100 on this features nigga that's what it cost us Started knee deep in the trenches, bossed up handlin' business All 100s handlin' business, down back just reminiscin' Started knee deep in the trenches, bossed up handlin' business All 100s handlin' business, down back just reminiscin' I'm the man in this bitch I ain't playin' in the bitch Everybody gotta hate on me I ain't friends in this bitch Diamonds dancin' and shit Everybody gotta hate on me Like who woulda thought That I'd make it out the trap Who woulda thought? I put my niggas on my back Who woulda thought? That I'd flex up and be the man Who woulda thought? That I'd stack 100 bands Yeah yeah I'm the man in this bitch I ain't playin' in the bitch We ain't friends in this bitch Off the xans in this bitch That's you playin' with her clit while my hands on her tits Got the bitches off the molly with their hands on my dick See (?) Lil' bitch I don't wanna change clothes (Yeah yeah yeah yeah) They fuck with me and my bang bros See me my niggas changed though Bullet shots we exchange those (brrt) I just want the money fuck the fame I just want the money fuck the fame I just want the money fuck a name I just want the money fuck a name Fuck all that other shit, fuck all that other shit OTF it's just us at the top ain't no brother shit I'm the man in this bitch I ain't playin' in the bitch Everybody gotta hate on me I ain't friends in this bitch Diamonds dancin' and shit Everybody gotta hate on me Like who woulda thought That I'd make it out the trap Who woulda thought? I put my niggas on my back Who woulda thought? That I'd flex up and be the man Who woulda thought? That I'd stack 100 bands Yeah yeah Gang! Big boss Freak man Fuck the goofys1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Ant Do Shit For Me(intro) Yea...Woah (an't did shit for me) (hook) How you want my money ant did shit for me. How you want my cars ant did shit for me. I bailed you niggas out and did shit for me. Keep callin my phone got to be kiddin me. I found your war zone did shit for me. That's won't you niggas sympathy. Did shit for me, yea. Did shit for me (verse 1) Ikea with me Reedy with me. Jrock with me Ikey with me. Verney with me zoo with me. I suffer like the zoo with me. Dthang with me Chino with me. BJ with me SB with me. Can't forget about Nuskie. That's why out here imma do you. Yea. And my Album like a movie. Remember my name but you got too goofy. Yo bitch wanna do me. Is it my watch or is it my children. They im singed Def Jam no im not. Im singed to OTF they took they spot. Fuck them niggas i hope they rot. Im getting millions while yall on the block. yea. yall on the corner im on a yacht. Im in my house you on the yard. Yellin days just took a boy. How you hot but you make noise (verse 2) (verse 3) I got Bodies with me Devincies with me. Red bottoms with me nike with me. niggas hating i got ikea with me. Nigga we dont like you niggas. Stay out my business ant got time for it. Im some shit what you lying for. And that wine more. Boy imma grind moreEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Baby, grab the headboard, grabbin' on your feet I know that your hair done, suck it with no teeth You know it’s a murder when I go underneath Can't go off no rumors, steady lyin' on me

See my body on your body, yes, I got it, babe See I’m high off my Biscotti, I'm tryna get high again See your body on my body See I'm high off my Biscotti These are my confessions (These are my confessions, 'fessions) This is my confession (These are my confessions, 'fessions) This is my confession (These are my confessions, 'fessions) This is my confession (These are my confessions, 'fessions) I'm gettin’ too big, I’m gettin' litty I fuck a model bitch over the sink She thought I was mad ’cause she fuckin' with Meek I can't get mad 'cause she fuck with the streets Pussy so good, I put on for the lease Bitch, you my dog, I put you on a leash Metro Boomin, make it boom on the beat Takin’ Perkys for the flight overseas And we vibe when we go to the A Slutty vegan when I nut on her face I give her money to stay out my way Don't fuck with numbers She punched the flight and got stopped at the gate Hunnid K cash when I got to the bank Bitch, I'm a boss at the end of the day, oh, oh You like to squirt then I'm gettin' a towel Your friends are loyal, they can't come around Play, "Dangerously In Love", by Destiny's Child, yeah She takin' good care of her nails I don't like to eat it with hair I told her, "Go hit it with Nair" Her body look good to me, yeah I'm a savage, you used to the squares They don't compare, hop on the lear He was goin' through clearin' Ain't a nigga I fear, thirty/30K in my ear Wish L'A was here, I pay for appeals I ain't pay for veneers, I'm keepin' it real Yeah, yeah This is my, this is my, this is my This is my confession (These are my confessions, 'fessions) This is my confession (These are my confessions, 'fessions) This is my confession (These are my confessions, 'fessions) Baby, grab the headboard, grabbin' on your feet I know that your hair done, suck it with no teeth You know it's a murder when I go underneath Can't go off no rumors, steady lyin' on me See my body on your body, yes, I got it, babe See I'm high off my Biscotti, I'm tryna get high again See your body on my body See I'm high off my Biscotti These are my confessions (These are my confessions, 'fessions) This is my confession (These are my confessions, 'fessions) This is my confession (These are my confessions, 'fessions) This is my confession (These are my confessions, 'fessions)EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> (Yogi on the beat) Say she proud of me (Proud of me) But she doubted me (But she doubted me) The actuality actually is reality (Reality) I call that hoe, like four, five bitches, savagely She sucked my dick like four, five times, she caught some cavities I got a bitch, she born in Atlanta But she go to Miami when she go and get her chest done My past relation turned me to a savage Got a new bitch, she way above average Pussy so good, I got a problem with lastin' I be on food, hmm, now come and have it Changed the "D" to a "Z", hmm, she call me zaddy From the A to the D, Detroit they got some bad shit Got some bitches from the Lou, them hoes they get nasty Them hoes is too manish I got some bitches sellin' weed up in Cali I got some bitches in Vegas, they in the Valley I got a bitch from DC, eat off taxin' Got some bitches from New-York, they Dominican I got some bitches that bartend, and I'm fillin' 'em I'm a savage from the 'Raq, I'm not a gentleman I got some bitches from AZ, don't fuck with Zimmermann 3-0-5 to the 3-2-2 8-1-8, got the lightskin face Got some 3-1-0, 7-1-8 3-4-7, I'm in brown skin Heaven Got some 4-0-4, 7-7-3 3-1-3, my lil' shawty from the D, yeah 7-1-3, yeah, the 8-3-2

My easterns shawties both got ass, one got boobs Yeah, oh, yeah For my Philly hoes Yeah, oh, yeah My Virginia hoes Yeah, oh, yeah Ohio Yeah, oh, yeah Texas Dallas, Houston Where they do prostitution I got a bih from Louisiana, work at Hooters Cali he got a bitch from Chiraq, bring 'em two fish Baltimore, Boston I got a bitch from Indiana, head the sloppiest If you catfish me, no Tilapia If you really wanna leave, who's stoppin' you? Got my Glockiana I got a hitter from Pitsburgh, I call her Thotianna I got a bitch from Canada but I'm a felon I got a bitch from Jersey, she a scammer I got a bitch from Kentucky, she keep my hammer North Carolina, Arkansas, Alabama 3-0-5 to the 3-2-2 8-1-8, got the lightskin face Got some 3-1-0, 7-1-8 3-4-7, I'm in brown skin Heaven Got some 4-0-4, 7-7-3 3-1-3, my lil' shawty from the D, yeah 7-1-3, yeah, the 8-3-2 My easterns shawties both got ass, one got boobs Yeah, oh, yeah My Minesotta hoes Yeah, oh, yeah North Dakota hoes Yeah, oh, yeah Coloroda hoes Yeah, oh, yeah My Nevada hoes Now we got Portland, Oregon Then Idaho San Francisco bitches, can't forget 'bout y'all Mexico, y'all muhfuckas, South Carolina Too many hoesEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Damn to this day nigga still pray on my down fall You can't deny good music or a real nigga For real for real I used to break in the crib now I got a safe in the crib Chiraq crime rate build so it ain't safe at the crib I just want money forever told em that’s how Imma live Shootings and murders I seen I ain't never say I did it As a kid growing up As a kid growing up As a kid growing up I done seen a lot of shit As a kid growing up As a kid growing up As a kid growing up I done did a lot of shit I done seen how you shoot niggas Now I see right through people Three years of my life to them people Judge labeled me a menace I might grind to them people I gotta ride around with my heater Police killing my people Overseas cause I'm legal I ain't taking no chances Masks on for them cameras On my own no advances Broken homes for advances As a kid growing up I used to be poured up I ain't never froze up All I know is drill drill Put him on a poster Reward money for the killer They ain't never found the killer Don't nobody know nothing I rob niggas for they tool Brought guns up in school Started a war got to move

Free nine boy let em loose (Ls) I used to break in the crib now I got a safe in the crib Chiraq crime rate build so it ain't safe at the crib I just want money forever told em that’s how Imma live Shootings and murders I seen I ain't never say I did it As a kid growing up As a kid growing up As a kid growing up I done seen a lot of shit As a kid growing up As a kid growing up As a kid growing up I done did a lot of shit Put a nigga on the news I'm in traffic with the tool Three cases Imma fool Shooters took him on a cruise Streets see how I roll Still trying to get Zoo Still chasing them millions Daddy gave me the wisdom Twenty-three years up in prison I swear I seen his vision Seen my son I start tearin' I took the game it wasn't given Ditched school hit the hood Streets love me I'm good Shed tears if I could Shed blood if I could Shared money if I could Shared guns if I could Sell coke if I could Sell dope if I could I'd rob if I could I'm getting money cause I could (Ls) I used to break in the crib now I got a safe in the crib Chiraq crime rate build so it ain't safe at the crib I just want money forever told em that’s how Imma live Shootings and murders I seen I ain't never say I did it As a kid growing up As a kid growing up As a kid growing up I done seen a lot of shit As a kid growing up As a kid growing up As a kid growing up I done did a lot of shitEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Let's go! Robin jeans on me (?) wit Lee Bad bitches wanna turn up, they dancin' all for me Went to the act, she know it's all for me She give me top then she do the squats 'cause everything for free All molly sweat gang, geek the shit extra 1, 2, 3, 4 shots, now you ain't stressed V line goin' up, told lil' girl not to stretch it Feds see me all on kell d, I tell 'em (?) Pourin' money, I'm pourin' money Fake nigga just showin' money Everything I want gotta be new-new, no low-low Call from London, my bitch from London, that's (?) cause I want the foreign I see Ebro with 100 bandz, I'm hoping for em, I hope for em 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, I'mma hold it nigga Runnin' wit the sack, got mo' money, got old money 1, 2, 3, 4, yea, I'mma a golden nigga 20 wit the sack, had mo' money than Oprah Robin jeans on me (?) wit Lee Bad bitches wanna turn up, they dancin' all for me Went to the act, she know it's all for me She give me top then she do the squats 'cause everything for free All molly sweat gang, geek the shit extra 1, 2, 3, 4 shots, now you ain't stressed V line goin' up, told lil' girl not to stretch it Feds see me all on kell d, I tell 'em (?)1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> (ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) The trenches got inherited, the shit can get the scariest Eazy ain't answer his phone, I had to take my dawg to Elliot See he was my dawg but he told, that's an embarrassment When you cop a Rollie in the trenches, gotta cherish it Try to play both sides, that shit the deadliest

Don't try to play me like I'm dumb with my intelligence They ain't gon' try to show you love if you ain't relevant I got people in my life, they got to vanishin' Them killers gon' go off your words, you gotta establish it I can count up a million cash, that's on my management Only The Family, oh-oh, establishment They gon' love you like you blood, hospitality Hate the smell of that blood in the mornin' It hurt my soul, I heard my homie was an informant, mm Take it back in the apartments How you riding 'round in that foreign, your people starvin'? When you the only one with that cash, they say you a target Investigations on the phone, they tried to tap me Don't need no snake to rap You gotta defeat the battle They don't want us to be together I'm diggin' in deep with shovels Catch body, clean the barrel She think I'm a angel, ooh But she sleep with a devil Give me an E for effort I sip lean, Prometh' 'Zine inside the nigga, yeah They say I sing it better I can't leave my brothers No, we need each other My kids, they need their parents Hate the smell of that blood in the mornin' It hurt my soul, I heard my homie was an informant, mm Take it back in the apartments How you riding 'round in that foreign, your people starvin'? When you the only one with that cash, they say you a target Investigations on the phone, they tried to tap me Hate the smell of that blood in the mornin' It hurt my soul, I heard my homie was an informant, mm Take it back in the apartments How you riding 'round in that foreign, your people starvin'? When you the only one with that cash, they say you a target Investigations on the phone, they tried to tap meEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> They be tryna judge me I thought that they loved me But they don't really know me Please don't judge me (don't judge) Don't judge me (don't judge) They be tryna judge me They don't know my story They be wanting to hate me Don't judge me (don't judge me) Don't judge me (don't judge me) Loyalty was the key to these street niggas (let's get it!) Chains, cars, cribs, since a kid I used to think I was Meech nigga Starving, crib full of family I can't sleep without balling So I watch D Rose play (often) Aunty died from cancer so I rap to keep the laugh I'd rather pray when I'm alone instead of giving shit to pastors Daddy gone since I was a in pampers He get out when I'm in pampers Old and a dead man, hand still on the hammer Niggas talking 'bout they my mans and we friends Where you was you at when that man with that lanz offered me ten? Shackled up, with the niggas that we hit with the fan Eating shit that we gathered in blan President still black, I hope he change shit Niggas out here fifty, doing the same shit When he say he got my back he ran quick Don't judge me I know the streets love me (Yeah, talk to em) Dope dealers, cold killers, day 1 niggas told nigga Half them killers told on em Had my chopper and road with em My mouth close though I can't snitch on a nigga pillow talking to ops and hoes bitch of a nigga Summer nights, all them drugs made me kill shit I lost so many niggas if they die I don't feel shit Been on IG with me man, just to feel rich Them niggas who snaked, I kept it real with it And they ain't loyal though Mind of a psycho twelve posted on light poles Soul cracked to the light though Going crazy I might though RIP who I cry to Hold my head on cause I got to Yeah, I'm loyal nigga <EOS>

<BOS> Oh my God, what is this? Hey, ride with me I need a ride or die chick I need a ride or die chick Yeah, yeah, yeah This that feel good music I don't give a fuck if he your man or your side chick He gon' ride with you, you feel me? Hey, Let's get it For that pussy, I'ma run up a check No lie, I can't fuckin' forget Please don't ask that nigga for shit When you call, I'ma come and go get Trust issues, if I can't trust I can't fuck with you Money and pussy the power I can fuck and suck on that pussy for hours While you cumin' and screamin' It's just a think about her I'ma forever think about her She gon' kill it, keep it real about her I'ma' kill it, keep it real about her About her, about her, about her About her, about her, about her About her, about her (Dolla $ign) Trip to the island, that's about her Take the yacht out couple hours, that's about her (Yeah) First class flights, that's about her ('Bout her) If she wrong or right, I'm about her (Ooh, yeah) And she about me (Me) She know she got a real one So she keep it G (yeah), one hundred (Hundred) We get her own money, we both stuntin' (Stuntin') We meet a pretty bitch and we both want her (Oh no) Bae with the shit and I'm with the shit And we be so lit (We be so lit, lit) And before I hit I gotta lick-lick All over the clit (All over the clit) She my rider, I make her hit high not like Mariah (Ooh, yeah) And I'm the only one who know that pussy fire (Fire) Dolla $ign For that pussy, I'ma run up a check No lie, I can't fuckin' forget Please don't ask that nigga for shit When you call, I'ma come and go get Trust issues, if I can't trust I can't fuck with you Money and pussy the power I can fuck and suck on that pussy for hours While you cumin' and screamin' It's just a think about her I'ma forever think about her She gon' kill it, keep it real about her I'ma' kill it, keep it real about her About her, about her, about her About her, about her, about her About her, about herEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> I'm a hitta by myself I'm a hitta by myself (L's) "Hello?" "Man whatup bro what's good?" "Chillin chillin man motherfucker back down in these streets man" "Hell yeah boy you back down bro" Motherfuckers know what it is Niggas got me goin' crazy In the crib off the lazy OTF we the team And I'm a hitta that's the theme Police snatch me I won't sing Read me my rights and Imma leave My people told me never trust none Niggas be all in my face but I don't trust 'em I got the black mask and I'm 'bout it You know I can't leave the crib without it A lot of people say they doubt me You best believe my niggas 'bout it Dreaded up and they 'bout it Ridin' 'round and they 'bout it

All black and they 'bout it OTF we 'bout it Dreaded up and we 'bout it Ridin' 'round and they 'bout it All black and they 'bout it OTF we 'bout it I got O and Moski on my mind I lean for Tayski 'nem all the time Free da guys like 300 times Fuck the feds they gave my daddy life For my son Imma make it right The feds gave my daddy life For my son Imma make it right Ridin', 2 seaters 750 wit' two eaters One nigga got two heaters Ride on me and get blammed up Soft niggas better man up That limit squeeze don't jam up Black mask, hand up Move or get blammed up Livin' up to that YOLO Real niggas better stand up (Let's get it) Cuff bitches no handcuffs (L's) Niggas know that we'll band up (drillin') Niggas better go get it (Let's get it) Ridin' 'round and I'm gettin' it 'cept I got on three chains I got a movie clip like DGainz (L's) I got the black mask and I'm 'bout it You know I can't leave the crib without it A lot of people say they doubt me (bow bow bow) You best believe my niggas 'bout it (Let's get it, L's) Dreaded up and they 'bout it (300) Ridin' 'round and they 'bout it (300) All black and they 'bout it (let's get it) OTF we 'bout it Dreaded up and we 'bout it (let's get it) Ridin' 'round and they 'bout it All black and they 'bout it (Lil Durk) OTF we 'bout it It's one of them nights (let's get it) I gotta carry that pipe Look both ways like dykes I can't get caught that's life I'm so BOS nigga That i gotta blam on sight So if I see you wit' that light (L's) Just know I blam you on sight (L's) Hoes on my dick (let's get it) Got me on my BJ shit 40' on this replay shit Mac'll rip up three way shit (let's get it) Easy to say drill is hard when you ain't drillin' shit Sippin' for no feelin' shit Fuck you and yo feelings bitch I'm rollin' off a hitta Too many say they drillin' I go hard with no liquor Gotta shoot me for a stick up I do too much to bitch up (let's get it) This 40' give you nip-tuck You better keep yo lips tucked (L's) I got the black mask and I'm 'bout it You know I can't leave the crib without it (Let's get it) A lot of people say they doubt me (bow bow bow) You best believe my niggas 'bout it (300) Dreaded up and they 'bout it (300) Ridin' 'round and they 'bout it (300) All black and they 'bout it (let's get it) OTF we 'bout it (let's get it) Dreaded up and we 'bout it (Let's get it) Ridin' 'round and they 'bout it All black and they 'bout it (Lil Durk) OTF we 'bout itEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> I had to sleep with my pants on... Lawyer money bring my mans home They know we happy here Shootout while the police outside Yeah we Iraq in here War, we OTF Bitch we the mob, we from the bottom here That hell hole, I swerve round here Get high in the stu' with my jeans on Nigga fiend houses, they might go in my pockets I used to trick all the fiend I didn't believe anything

Stake ? the bean It felt like I sleep with the demons Hell hole, hell hole Hell hole, hell hole I used to sleep around dope smokers I had to sleep with my pants on I remember havin no troubles Lawyer money bring my mans home Fuck with Durkio, red rum Niggas snake you if you let them Lost my perc, temper tantrum He a goofy, let foenem scam him Send a dick pic that's random Got 6 kids cause I'm handsome Rockstar, no stand up I ain't off a perc, I won't stand up She want Desiigner drugs, Panda Nigga better take his case, just man up Sex me I wanna, I'm rollin' off ecstasy Rather sip Activis, I don't fuck with Hennessy Negative rumors be givin me energy You not a gansta, I really see ? Niggas be tryna sound like me, I see like 10 of me Niggas ain't got no gang like me, they turned to enemies Oh, we got a show I'm goin' to Italy Know for sure that Gucci made in Italy Oh, that .45 Glock knock out his memory Oh, ? got my wrist on 10 degrees They know we happy here Shootout while the police outside Yeah we Iraq in here War, we OTF Bitch we the mob, we from the bottom here That hell hole, I swerve round here Get high in the stu' with my jeans on Nigga fiend houses, they might go in my pockets I used to trick all the fiend I didn't believe anything Stake ? the bean It felt like I sleep with the demons Hell hole, hell hole Hell hole, hell hole We come from poverty Findin' the plug, I'm hittin' the lottery ? Til law came and got me Can't play with them, fuck around I shot you Came out the hell hole, it's a robbery War way OTF ? I walked there ? trappin' at 12 Wherever I'm at turn into the trapper Wherever I'm at they die there 12 years old ? arrest Wanted me to buy weed ? Lil ? have me slammin' my momma boyfriend door Swear anywhere you go I go Swear everywhere I go you go And I brought you bro Where you roll, I roll We ain't breakin' no codes, penitentiary row god damn I don't know when they gon' get it, I told em we on I'm hoping he still in the pen, he ain't came home yet ? keep droppin' these bombs, they makin' bomb threats Who run the trap, Wallway Pack They know we happy here Shootout while the police outside Yeah we Iraq in here War, we OTF Bitch we the mob, we from the bottom here That hell hole, I swerve round here Get high in the stu' with my jeans on Nigga fiend houses, they might go in my pockets I used to trick all the fiend I didn't believe anything Stake ? the bean It felt like I sleep with the demons Hell hole, hell hole Hell hole, hell holeEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Dy Krazy I swear I got these drugs, I'm just chilled on nothin' All fucked up, as a youngin', I had to figure it out When I taste them drugs, that shit numb my tongue I just pulled up, I got a dice, Roll on one

Nigga, ain't no rules to fighting, in a one on one Smokin' out the pound, I just fill my lungs My kids couldn't come around me, my house full of guns My kids don't ask for no money, I send it every month Three, four, five, select these hoes, I don't know which one Three, four, five, select the fools, they be eatin' me up I done blew a bag, all one Hunnid G's 25 bands on my 300 ring And I used to fuck with them niggas but they don't fuck with me Do I like being around that money? Yes in-fucking-deed If a bitch ask for my bag, get on your fuckin' knees You in my hood, you knew you was out here, They blow your fees Three, four, five bodies, now my shooter on the run Million dollar bail, a lil nigga, now I know he stressed First day home from jail, I'ma rob the coke connect (Mula) I risk my life for my partner, my partner Turnin' up with my partner, my partner I can't trade on my partner, my partner Drop a bag with my partner, my partner Three, four, five bodies nigga I'ma fuck it up Pull up on the opps, I'ma hit 'em with the double drum Watch them niggas huddle up, scary with the bubble guts Got my block, poppin' shit, jumpin' like it's Double Dutch Put my hood up on my back, got my hood up and my strap What you pussies lookin' at? Three, four, five bodies, now my shooter on the run Million dollar bail, a lil nigga, now I know he stressed First day home from jail, I'ma rob the coke connect (Mula!) Fuckin' hoes with my partner, my partner And we really havin' lotta, a lotta Been my brother since a toddler, a toddler Been my brother since a toddler, a toddlerEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Too many say they drillin', niggas ain't even killin' You shootin' not killin', Lil Durk start hittin' Free Theo BD, Dayski, RIP Moe and Tayski Fuck dissin', get with me, in traffic or period 'Fore a nigga come up missin', aye Bra Bra no he in it He got beef put me in it, Tay Town, 300 These shots whoever want it, you say you got it man Your lil niggas baloney and my lil niggas hungry FTO say that two times, I say that shit a few times All you niggas female, the real niggas locked down Two of my guys got shot down "Who did it?", Can't talk now "Who did it?", Can't talk now "Who did it?", "Who did it?" I can't say no names, you know the feds listenin' It be the drillers who be locked up in the feds snitchin' He trickin' they bitches, get loud and be slippin' No attemption just murder, shoutout my nigga Murda, L's Shout out to Lil Reese man Lamron Me and my niggas thirsty, catch em' and show em' no mercy Hollowtips in this .30, all of our guns dirty Anybody can get it, play with me you will get it All of my broskis with it, push his cap back that fitted Off the shits now I'm in it, 300 I been with it Don't run my mouth to bitches, leave that up for the bitches On the pot and I whip it, put it out, handle business Handle my own business, merk him, don't leave no witness, L's You know how I rock Lil Durk Let's get it broskiEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Whole team go hard For that bag I go hard You know we go hard You know I gotta go hard For that bag I go hard Gotta go hard Money money money I gots to go hard Money money money man I gots to go hard Yeah I'm going hard at the bando I go hard Gotta go hard Gotta go hard Yeah you know I gotta go hard

All these hoes be stupid geeked All these niggas tupid cheeks I go hard People know what we 'bout I'm wiping the streets out She wiping the team down, going hard like Pakayo People don't know I ain't backing down, people don't know backing down I go stupid hard, stupid crazy lazy don I got swag, trending now I be swag, trend it up Whole team go hard For that bag I go hard You know we go hard You know I gotta go hard For that bag I go hard Gotta go hard Money money money I gots to go hard Money money money man I gots to go hard Yeah I'm going hard at the bando I go hard Gotta go hard Gotta go hard Yeah you know I gotta go hard Walk out with a bad bitch, she pulling out 20 bands She say that's that bullshit Ain't in my millions, yeah But guaranteed I'm hood rich I go hard like Kanye West It's Rosé, we drink the best Ain't no horses on my hat I go hard, I go hard Whole team go hard For that bag I go hard You know we go hard You know I gotta go hard For that bag I go hard Gotta go hard Money money money I gots to go hard Money money money man I gots to go hard Yeah I'm going hard at the bando I go hard Gotta go hard Gotta go hard Yeah you know I gotta go hardEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> You know we about it ,water the price(yeah) Hold the mic for a min son,i ain't done with em yet Ball barrel, we busting them pack's slanging that crack Going to church to repent on my sin's , it feels like satan on my back Huh-huh plenty bitches, plenty bitches yeah i got plenty bitches A dozen bitch's, syrup all in my purple cup ,syrup all in my purple cup Stayed down know i came up , stayed down know i came upEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> How could youHow could you snitch on me How could you played with me I thought we were blood brothers You did me so dirty, you snitch and lied on me How can i trust you, we were at the casino 2 man got shot so we left the scene How could you take everything i gave you and you betrayed on me There were 2 murder scene on ave bloc , i got keep this hot Are we not gonna eat, the d e a question me, but i'm never snitching on a soul no not me We were running from choppers and helicopsEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Deep endShe's only 17, her whole life's ahead of her She hates school because the people there discredit her Her boyfriend tries to show her that's not how it seems But everyday she just gets lowered with her self-esteem He let's her know that every night will have a brighter day

She even tried to overdose and take her life away She's feeling hopeless there just sitting down beside her bed Then he takes his hand and places it beside her head He tries to hold her but with every touch she still resists And then he sees the scars that bury deep within her wrists She's feeling numb, he tries to beg and plead and ask her, "Why?" She says this way she has control of the pain she feels inside He's asking her, "How long it's going since you've felt this? Way because you got me here, just feeling so damn helpless." She says, "It's been a while. I guess I needed better luck." And then he screams at her and tells her, "Baby, never cut!" Nobody seems to get you, you feel you're on your own But listen, pretty lady, you don't have to be alone So, baby, don't cut Baby, don't cut You can do anything, just promise baby you won't cut I know your heart is hurting, you think the road has end You may just feel that blade you're holding is your only friend But baby don't cut, baby don't cut You can do anything, just promise baby you won't cut The next day at school she's feeling better than the day before Even cracked a couple smiles as she walked the corridor But all that seemed to end: she dropped her books when she walked into class And every student in the room just seemed to point and laugh She couldn't take it anymore, she sent her boy a text She said, "I love you with my body, heart and soul to death." He thought nothing, typed "I love you", then he sent it By "death" he didn't know that she had literally just meant it She ducked the next class, ran home into the bathroom Thought to herself she wouldn't break her promise that soon One cut... two cuts... three cuts... four The blood just started dripping from the tub to the floor Her boyfriend had a feeling in his stomach that he hated He followed it right down to her house he never waited The front door was open, he heard the water running He stormed into the bathroom and his heart just started gunning Nobody seems to get you, you feel you're on your own But listen pretty lady you don't have to be alone So baby don't cut Baby don't cut You can do anything, just promise baby you won't cut I know your heart is hurting, you think the road has end You may just feel that blade you're holding is your only friend But baby don't cut, baby don't cut You can do anything, just promise baby you won't cut He puts her arm around his shoulder, he's just tryna lean her back up Yelling out her name as he lays her beside the bathtub Feels his whole world just took a hit from a big avalanche Screaming out so heavily, "Somebody call an ambulance!" Feeling mad angry like somebody's led her onto this Her eyeballs are rolling, drifting out of consciousness Thinking to himself why the hell did she just stop at will The tears just keep on rolling as they head to the hospital Paramedics rush her in, the doctor calls emergency She's lost a lot of blood the place looks like a murder scene An hour later, the doc walks over with a sour face

And says, "Excuse me for the words that I'm about to say I'm sorry for your loss, " the boy just starts collapsing His own world, his own girl just took a crashing Saying to himself that it's his fault and that he let it up "Baby, I thought you made a promise you would never cut." Nobody seems to get you, you feel you're on your own But listen pretty lady you don't have to be alone So baby don't cut Baby don't cut You can do anything, just promise baby you won't cut I know your heart is hurting, you think the road has end You may just feel that blade you're holding is your only friend But baby don't cut , baby don't cut You can do anything, just promise baby you won't cutEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> (TouchofTrent be wildin' with it) The tears run down my face (tears run down my face) I don't like the world to see me crying So I try to stay in my place, being a snake one of the biggest crimes (biggest) Can you bring that Gucci scarf from out my bag to me right now so I can dry my tears You would go up out your way to hurt me so so bad to show me that it's real Imma take this jewelry off and get up out that foreign car to show you how I really live (jewelry oh, oh, oh) Show you how the trenches is, show you how they really live (ooo how they really living) This ain't no gimmick, a ten, stay off pills cos they just put mе in my feelings (put me in my feelings) I done seen the rеalist niggas switch up for a image I told him don't let that money change him but he got offensive (offensive) I'm hard body forever but in the stu i'm sentimental (let's get it) See I might not sip lean no more but it would not change my feelings Won't send money to the county but spend 15 on your bridges See I don't understand they be claiming they the realist They treat me like a opp, like I ain't did shit for my niggas I be in the hood I clutch my pipe whenever a car stop Walk to school I damn near get jumped by opps when the car don't start Auto zone I mean no auto cos I carry auto parts (yeaahhh) Way we buss down bricks inside that trap we think we martial arts The tears run down my face (tears run down my face) I don't like the world to see me crying So I try to stay in my place, being a snake one of the biggest crimes (biggest) Can you bring that Gucci scarf from out my bag to me right now so I can dry my tears You would go up out your way to hurt me so so bad to show me that it's real Imma take this jewelry off and get up out that foreign car to show you how I really live (jewelry oh, oh, oh) Show you how the trenches is, show you how they really live (ooo how they really living) I stand for all the real niggas they in the back of me My eyes get teary about my kids but I blame allergies When you in that trap get paid by the bag not by the salary And I'm on point wherever I go that's just the RAQ in me Where that cash need GPS Can't chill round hoes need S-E-X None them niggas don't owe me shit no homie or no brodie shit That bitch ass, that phony shit Face a blunt my lonely shit You ain't my dawg imma fuck yo hoe but I never fuck my homie bitch (Fax) If the bitch claim that she mixed then imma treat her like a mutt Got a call that he got shot but I knew he died it was in my guts So much doubt that's why I keep on turning up And they a try to say my name to get some fame but they ain't turnt enooouuugh The tears run down my face (tears run down my face) I don't like the world to see me crying So I try to stay in my place, being a snake one of the biggest crimes (biggest) Can you bring that Gucci scarf from out my bag to me right now so I can dry my tears You would go up out your way to hurt me so so bad to show me that it's real Imma take this jewelry off and get up out that foreign car to show you how I really live (jewelry oh, oh, oh) Show you how the trenches is, show you how they really live (ooo how they really living)EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> (Geraldo Liive on the track) Chanel, Gucci, Gucci, handbag, Gucci, Gucci Emilio Pucci, Pucci, I might kiss that coochie, coochie Lambo' truck, I’m Gucci, Gucci, shirt got snakes, it's Gucci, Gucci If you snitch, you ratatouille, duffle bag Gucci, Gucci Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything

Bucket hat inside the club that's the move, that shit (Gucci, Gucci) I just showed ’em love, spent a dub inside of (Gucci, Gucci) Ain't no makin' love, when I'm done I'm buyin' (Gucci, Gucci) I just told my bitch, she want Chanel or she want (Gucci, Gucci) My bruddas stuck in jail, I say "I'm cabbin'", she (Gucci, Gucci) I just took some drugs and I’m not high, so I’m not (Gucci, Gucci) Fly that bitch on private, touch her private by her (Gucci, Gucci) A scammer told me "get the cash, that rack deposit" (Gucci, Gucci) High fashion, keep designer, why? 'cause that shit (Gucci, Gucci) Big diamonds keep my pinky polished ’cause it's (Gucci, Gucci) Got a bitch and I ain't fuck and I still bought Chanel, Gucci, Gucci, handbag, Gucci, Gucci Emilio Pucci, Pucci, I might kiss that coochie, coochie Lambo' truck, I’m Gucci, Gucci, shirt got snakes, it's Gucci, Gucci If you snitch, you ratatouille, duffle bag Gucci, Gucci Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci Gucci gang like I'm Lil Pump I'm ridin' 'round with some niggas who got the hood turnt She suckin' my dick, ain't give a shit, I wish she would stunt Designer smoker, smoke my own, I make Chanel Runtz The Gucci pants, I get 'em tailored, make it a lil' short Pitchin' pennies, shootin' dice, that shit a hood sport That shit (Gucci, Gucci) You want Celine, I give you these, nigga (Gucci) Gucci store text my phone, they say, "You need these" (Gucci, Gucci) I spent the night, I hit the cup, I fell asleep wearin' (Gucci, Gucci) Bro'nem call me from the trap, they say they keep playin' (Gucci, Gucci) When the world hear this song, they gon' keep sayin' (Gucci, Gucci) Ain't no Zara, H&M, I told you these pants Chanel, Gucci, Gucci, handbag, Gucci, Gucci Emilio Pucci, Pucci, I might kiss that coochie, coochie Lambo' truck, I'm Gucci, Gucci, shirt got snakes, it's Gucci, Gucci If you snitch, you ratatouille, duffle bag Gucci, Gucci Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci everything Gucci, GucciEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Another fya starta production Shout out to OTF DJ Sean Mac, this shit soundin' good, nigga Haha, Lil Durk let's work Drill city what up? Man Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid) Money, money-money, (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get) Money (Sean Mac, come here), money-money, money-money (I get paid) Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get) Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid) Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get, Sean Mac, come here) Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid) Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get) (Man) See said she don't run from nothin' (Let's get it) She said she Rack City chick Hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred (Ao!) You a square, check a map (Ao!) Been in this shit since '92, all I know is checker bags OT, yeah bitch, fuck the opps (Yeah) Call me soda, imma pop From your bitch, I want her top (Haha) 'Til I'm dead, I won't stop Hatin' fool can't trust a bitch (Let's get it) He'll tell, he the cops I get money, money-money (Ao!), money-money (I get paid) Give her that shit, get me (Laid) Kick your door, it's not a stain (Yeah) Not a raise from a stain Gucci shades True religion, prolades (Prolades) Coolin' through the hottest days (Days) Beefers be with choppa blades Ridin' pool, get choppa sprayed (Ma-man down) .30 got her hand clapped (Clap) Get your mans Saran wrap Now he gone, TIP (Haha) It's a drill, no TIP Get money 'til I R.I.P (Get it) I can't fuck with CPD (CPD) I'm sucka free, MTV (MTV)

Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid) Money, money-money, (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get) Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid) Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get) Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid) Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get) Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid, aye) Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get) New boo, bang gang (What?) Bitch, I do my damn thang Mixing dope with champaign He fuck boy, so damn lame (Stupid) .30 with the beam, aye We folks in your bitch She took me, that mean train (What?) Spin the bitch with good game (Word!) Oh, I ball like hood gang (Ballin') Gold bottles like trophies (Aye) This press start, need no keys (Vroom) Load up off a four-piece (What?) On my iPhone, nine-piece (Trillin') Keep the bitch, she a dime piece King Louie, I'm a god, hoe (Amen) Stunt hard and get robbed, bro (What?) Flow harder than Chicago (What?) Move, move boo, that's the motto (What?) Machine gun, that's auto (Yeah) V-V12, money, pronto (Aye) Leave a nigga with a halo if he try to test like Ron (Ok) Shorty drippin' like Rambo (What?) .30 rounds, shot ammo (Woo) I get bitches, and dope (What?) Real shit what I stand for (Yeah) Bitch wanna ride me like a handle (What?) Give me head like shampoo (What?) 'Cause I get paid, asshole (Yeah) Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid) Money, money-money, (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get) Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid) Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get) Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid) Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get) Money, money-money, money-money (I get paid) Money, money-money (I-I, I get paid, I get-I get paid) (I-I, I get paid) (I-I, I get paid) (I-I, I get paid) (I-I, I get paid)EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> get into it stupid! Lil Durk, I made a mixtape, man go get it! lot of these niggas had doubted me, shit, I'm on top now a lot of these grown niggas talkin' 'bout this and that (Aint even on shit) last time I checked I was rapin' this shit, man Chicago, stand the fuck up free Bump, man shout out to The Rude Boys these game's what happenin' ha, ha, ha ha, damn I'm in the studio on some fuckerys, man (I got this shit) shout out Flynt, man, Louisville, what it do? (What up?) nigga what it do? shout out my son too, man (Haha) I was gone, now I'm back y'all gotta play all these tracks, man shout out to the Lowends shout out to them niggas in the hundreds R.I.P. to them niggas too, man shout out A$AP (Westside) everybody wanna be-EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Times ain't eat right Plumber nigga I keep pipe, street life Gotta tote that .30 after street lights 3 Mice they ain’t Blind I know them niggas see right All the rats, signed them papers gave my daddy 10 life Niggas say I switched up shit Only thing i switched up was me chasin' a bitch Or me chasin' a M Millions of murders Where I'm from it's millions of murders He a snitch he ain't straight, he in cursive

I put my city on, niggas hate, that I put my city on I'm a boss i dont give a fuck i got my diddy on I'ma be this way till a pussy nigga send me home I keep that fifth (5th), like an Alcoholic I Can’t Sit (Why ?) this Money Calling I need jewel, drugs, cars and a crib to park it I see a opp im sparkin' And they know that they Dead meat We a family not a gang, and we out here play for keeps Baby momma trippin' thinking she gonna get fed for free Better start working bitch, Lil Durk ain't no deadbeat, but i keep that red beam! Jojo talkin', red out Where he at, take him out So many bricks in the trap, we can make a house My niggas gon war for win , you niggas gon war for clout Bronem lost that crowd for ten, he dont know when he's comin out Durk album sittin' at the label when he coming out Name popping got my shit popping I ain't droppin' out Call Kanye West he ain't the only nigga dropping out 400K the first day, yeah they Jockin' now I just bought more choppas dont get extra wet OTF, Nuski gang bitch im reppin' that Its a murder scene where im steppin' at Shoot out from far back, bitch you catchin dat Yeh that bitch go Boom, Boom, Boom, Boomm! Car go Zoom, Zoom, Zoom, Zoomm! No new niggas, ain't no room Bitch i am a goon (Let's get it) Remember my name Remember my name Remember my name One thing i can't change Remember my nameEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> My nigga Pharris Life Ain’t No Joke Victoriouz Keep your eyes open, nigga Be careful with bitches All these bitches is diggers They say she love you forever Next thing be fuckin' your nigga Need a bitch to get with it I just fuck her and pass her I might slide her some Fendi Shorty say she three-hunnid And she all 'bout Debit Well shorty, that's how I'm livin' Either fame or cars, it wouldn't make me no difference I just caught me a bird, and I ain't talkin' 'bout Twitter Light skin redbone This the life that I'm livin', I want part of it all I'm like a star to a mall, so I Target 'em all Dolce & Gabbana Gucci, Louis, and Prada True Religions, and Rockins Ralph Lauren and Robbins Ain't gotta stunt 'cause I got 'em Soon as they drop it I cop it Lead the lot with a foreign Finna go slide on my foreign 2013, I got it Last two years I've been trappin' You addicted to bitches, and I'm addicted to rappin' All my niggas, they drillin', they say that we be trappin' Let's get it Homicide, homicide, it's a homicide Man down, shots fired, it's a homicide For 48, real life is a homicide He in the morgue, always snitchin', or he traumatized Homicide, homicide, it's a homicide Man down, shots fired, it's a homicide For 48, real life is a homicide He in the morgue, always snitchin', or he traumatized I cut the lock off Like champagne tops, I pop off Free Reggie and free Lil Charles K9 blitz, they some dogs That MAC'll knock his top off Run up and you get dropped off LL-button-up-Cool J My diamonds red like Kool-Aid My Rollie watch say, "Too late"

I'm mad as head like toupees A lot of niggas fugazi I'm in the trap like 2 Chainz, 'cept I got like four chains You talkin', you get duct tape These ho's they in a dub race Fuck me, then fuck BJ Shout out to the DJ In the field where we play You pussys better behave I'm runnin' home like relays Let's get it Homicide, homicide, it's a homicide Man down, shots fired, it's a homicide For 48, real life is a homicide He in the morgue, always snitchin', or he traumatized Homicide, homicide, it's a homicide Man down, shots fired, it's a homicide For 48, real life is a homicide He in the morgue, always snitchin', or he traumatized Free twin Free Bruh BruhEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> I can turn your girl into an eater (I'm Still A Hitta, Victoriouz) I can turn your girl into an eater (Lil Durk, Shawn Mack, Victoriouz) Pineapple Crush by the lite-(Victoriouz) New shit, man Turn the streets up My nigga Lil Durk It's your boy Lil Durk, 20 on me, DJ Victoriouz, man Stack or Starve, brother, the act', man Shout out to DJ Twin Shout out to the whole Stack or Starve family, man we out here Stack Stack (O.T.F.) Stack or Starve I can turn your girl into an eater (Get it, Turn up) Pineapple Crush by the liter O.T.F., follow the leader (This how we do this shit) Man I'm off the shit, smoking reefer Go and tell them boys, follow the leader (Yeah) A lot of nigga's really want to be us (Ay, watch your bitch) Got the whole city wanting to be us Go and tell them boys, follow the leader (DJ Victoriouz) Nigga's mad, we up, turned your bitch to an eater (Victoriouz) Nigga's mad, we up, turned your bitch to an eater Nigga's mad, we up, turned your bitch to an eater We Cole, no Keisha (We Cole), east side, raise E's up Pussy nigga's better ease up, that mac can have them screaming, "Jesus" Polo horses every day (Shot Town what you-), different Ralph I'm G'd up (Poppin'?) Flash got me geeked up (Get it), ask Victoriouz, Stack or Starve Ask Victoriouz, Stack or Starve Ask Victoriouz, Stack or Starve (DJ Victoriouz, Stack or Starve) Nigga's mad, we up, turned your bitch to an eater We Cole, no Keisha (We Cole), east side, raise E's up Pussy nigga's better ease up , that mac can have them screaming Jesus Polo horses every day, different Ralph I'm G'd up (Aw, man) Flash got me geeked up, ask Victoriouz, Stack or Starve Bitch I'm off the meter, I get money, I go hard O.T.F. free my niggas, Tell the judge fuck a charge Religion nigga's act true, nigga's know they live a fraud Glock crackin', I'm out here, Ain't no nigga safe out here Nigga's say I'm a nightmare, all black like night gear All that real shit start here, check a bag like Nike air Check a bag like Nike air, that real shit it start here, L's I can turn your girl into an eater Pineapple Crush by the liter O.T.F., follow the leader Man I'm off the shit, smoking reefer Go and tell them boys, follow the leader A lot of nigga's really want to be us Got the whole city wanting to be us Go and tell them boys, follow the leader Niggas mad, they down Loud blunts, it's FaceTime Bad bitches, hood bitches, O.T.F. tell 'em "Lie down" Money come, bitch, money go Tell the haters, "Adios" Dese' on me, sloppy joe I'm ready for 'em, howdy ho Too cool, I mean extra cocky Since I meet David, extra jockey Block slow, I been extra clockin' Get money, fuck the coppers We in here, fuck the doctors

.30 on me, fuck a choppa You was in it, I'm the topic All you niggas under top Tell 'em, "Might go hard" Bitch I can't go Been drillin' shit, bitch I can't go Orange peel, he lookin' like a mango All aboard, you niggas like I can turn your girl into an eater Pineapple Crush by the liter O.T.F., follow the leader Man I'm off the shit, smoking reefer Go and tell them boys, follow the leader A lot of nigga's really want to be us Got the whole city wanting to be us Go and tell them boys, follow the leader That's that nigga Victoriouz Fuck nigga That how we do that shit 100% 100% Stack or Starve approved At Lil Durk on the score, DJ Victoriouz, Shawn Mack, niggaEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Dip Set, stand up Leron, stand up D Town, stand up Avenue, stand up (Aye) Throw them fuckin' trays up Throw them fuckin' trays up (Aye) Throw them fuckin' trays up Throw them fuckin' trays up (Aye) Low Life, stand up Murder drive, stand up Dogg Pound, stand up Parkway, stand up (Aye) Throw them fuckin' trays up Throw them fuckin' trays up Throw them fuckin' trays up (Aye, aye, aye) Throw them fuckin' trays up No, this ain't a movie, but this the future presentation Fuck the bullshit, I'm goin' in about the situation Hit his ass up with that .9, no hesitation Have his ass beat like a bitch on a menstruation Aw, I don't think he realize what his ass facin' 'Til I catch late-night slippin' in that gas station Leave your ass in that gas station Send him to the morgue and turn his ass into a karma patient It's a bang, bang gang Eastside, what up I'm young money crazy, lil' Vernon, that's my brother Free my nigga Maino Rest in peace Weebo Leron, bitch, throw them L's up for Lil Moe I don't got to shoot, my lil' niggas come and let it blow If you lookin' for me, we be posted by the corner store I don't know what you'll do for your respect, but imma die for mine Dip Set, stand up Leron, stand up D Town, stand up Avenue, stand up Throw them fuckin' trays up Throw them fuckin' trays up Throw them fuckin' trays up Throw them fuckin' trays up Low Life, stand up Murder drive, stand up Dogg Pound, stand up Parkway, stand up Throw them fuckin' trays up Throw them fuckin' trays up Throw them fuckin' trays up Throw them fuckin' trays up Hatin' is my major, that's crazy, so stop then Navy blue, Impala, tint windows, ridin' '010 I'm tryna rest in green, I ain't tryna rest in peace This rappin', and this street shit Gettin' close to me shit Leanin' every day like I'm tryna OD, shit Laid back, .40 on my lap, lowkey shit Hustle on knees, Four Corners, 4C shit Niggas talkin' to the lot, hopin' we don't see shit Charges bein' brought up You know that Tim case that he beat was bein' brought up Charles, don't worry, we keepin' eyes on your daughters Leave the lot, no evidence Poppin' all revolvers Clip long as shoe strings

Clappin' shells, wafters Aimin' at no kids, at no boys, at no toddlers Dip Set, stand up Leron, stand up D Town, stand up Avenue, stand up Throw them fuckin' trays up Throw them fuckin' trays up Throw them fuckin' trays up Throw them fuckin' trays up Low Life, stand up Murder drive, stand up Dogg Pound, stand up Parkway, stand up Throw them fuckin' trays up Throw them fuckin' trays up Throw them fuckin' trays up Throw them fuckin' trays upEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Love The Lifestyle*Lyrics from Snippet ...in the bible Can't give it up cause you love the lifestyle Okay, okay, okay Trenches rich, I got her a salon Gucci and Pugh its deep in the budget she hitting up Virgil for Louis Vuitton...EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Money over bitches I learnt that from the guys OTF, bitch, my niggas gon' ride I keep that shit 3 hunnid, I learnt that from the guys Forever be a hitter, I learnt that from the guys I learnt that from the guys, I learnt that from the guys My niggas don't rat, I learnt that from the guys Never fuck with new niggas, learnt that from the guys Always hold your own, I learnt that from the guys Lil Durk, I get money, I ain't worried 'bout no bitch Got them hitters totin' them Glocks 24/7, bitch, we do hits Got my lil' niggas on point, call D-Rosey on bullshit Make that call to get yo' ass whacked That them Jack Boys to come jack Leave no cheese around for these rats It's no trust around these camps I say, "Call of Duty", black lives, Chiraq, we whack opps Where I'm from it's blacked out Got good bitches with bad scout OTF, that's the right route 2012, it's the wipeout Kush blunts got me hyped out .40 on me, then it's lights out Normal spelt backwards, bitch OTF, free the savages, OTF, free the savages 3 hunnid on they savage shit Money over bitches I learnt that from the guys OTF, bitch, my niggas gon' ride I keep that shit 3 hunnid, I learnt that from the guys Forever be a hitter, I learnt that from the guys I learnt that from the guys, I learnt that from the guys My niggas don't rat, I learnt that from the guys Never fuck with new niggas, learnt that from the guys Always hold your own, I learnt that from the guys Yeah, I'm MOB (Yeah), Money Over Bitches (Bitches) Bitch, I'm OTF (OTF), family over niggas (Yeah) It's just me, my niggas, all of 'em some hitters Get caught, we do time, we don't point no fingers I don't fuck with drillers 'cause we body droppin' Couple guys gone but we still ain't stoppin' Since Ramon died I don't cap for nothin' I just dropped a nigga and I ain't feel nothin' L's, bitch, 300 miles and runnin' (Runnin') Threat one of the guys, you better know I'm comin' It's black boy but you can call me black I keep that .30 on me, I don't need a MAC Money over bitches I learnt that from the guys OTF, bitch, my niggas gon' ride I keep that shit 3 hunnid, I learnt that from the guys Forever be a hitter, I learnt that from the guys I learnt that from the guys, I learnt that from the guys My niggas don't rat, I learnt that from the guys Never fuck with new niggas, learnt that from the guys Always hold your own, I learnt that from the guysEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS>

<BOS> My niggas don't change (OTF) My niggas don’t change I'm just playin' the game, all you niggas stains All my niggas bang, .30, we don’t aim Get you niggas change, tedious niggas My niggas don't change, my niggas don't change Fuckin' with them lames, they don't act the same I'm the different lane, it's crackin' off my name Money, bitch, don’t change, my niggas don’t change I'm the different lane, my niggas don’t change Y'all niggas is lames F300, bitch, 'cause my niggas never change OTF, bitch, it's just me and Durk Disrespect the team, I’ma put you on the shirt Never fuck with new niggas, learnt that from the guys .30 popper on my waist 'cause I was born to die They just called us planes 'cause they know we fly All my niggas ride, all y'all niggas try OTF, bitch, to the day I die Yeah, I smoke loud, higher than the sky Rest in peace Mo, that's my lil' bro Disrespect the line, yeah, it's time to go I'm just playin' the game, all you niggas stains All my niggas bang, .30, we don't aim Get you niggas change, tedious niggas My niggas don't change, my niggas don't change Fuckin' with them lames, they don't act the same I'm the different lane, it's crackin' off my name Money, bitch, don't change, my niggas don't change I'm the different lane, my niggas don't change Broski told me, "Niggas change on you quick" (Let's get it) For broski, you know I can change like a penny They got my bro, gon' facin' him a 50 (Free the guys) Niggas that told, know they facin' with the semi (Blam!) My niggas don't rat, my niggas stay strapped (Hitters) My niggas get money, tell 'em niggas, "Vam" Where them niggas role when I was locked up in that jam On thanksgiving in the county going ham Real niggas tote baby, shoot like Danny Granger Sip on purple ranchers, run up and I'ma change her OTF, we dangerous, new niggas is strangers He change and we change 'em You run up and get gunned up I'm just playin' the game, all you niggas stains All my niggas bang, .30, we don't aim Get you niggas change, tedious niggas My niggas don't change, my niggas don't change Fuckin' with them lames, they don't act the same I'm the different lane, it's crackin' off my name Money, bitch, don't change, my niggas don't change I'm the different lane, my niggas don't changeEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> (Pooh, you a fool for this one) Uh Uh (Hitmaka) (Sool, we got one, nigga) I— I— I need a walk in a fame time, nigga Pull off at the same time, nigga (Skrrt) Ju— Ju— Jump on the private, it's straight flight, nigga Ju— Ju— Just jumped off of the jet, count up the check, it's a great night, nigga He want the sex and I want the neck, I guess it's a date night, nigga (Uh) I need a walk in a fame time, nigga Pull off at the same time, nigga Ju— Ju— Jump on the private, it's straight flight, nigga Ju— Ju— Just jumped off of the jet, count up the check, it's a great night, nigga He want the sex and I want the neck, I guess it's a date night, nigga (Gang) I know a bitch that caught two cases with me That bitch ain't playin', no, tell 'em (That bitch ain't playin', no, tell 'em) I fell asleep, 'bout to drink with a gun on my lap Had to leave 'cause I told 'em I'm a felon She say she don't suck dick too good no more Said, "It's cool, lemme pull off my pants" (Let's get it) And I pulled off when that bitch started beggin' Just don't tweak when I feel like Melly She ain't scared, tryna cuff my pistol (Tryna cuff my pistol) On the weed, she don't fuck with that crystal (Fuck with that crystal) But them be the bitches I like (Yeah, yeah), all of my hoes mulatto (Yeah, yeah) You know it ain't safe at night (Yeah, yeah), bitches be likin' Chicago (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I— I— I need a walk in a fame time, nigga

Pull off at the same time, nigga (Skrrt) Ju— Ju— Jump on the private, it's straight flight, nigga Ju— Ju— Just jumped off of the jet, count up the check, it's a great night, nigga He want the sex and I want the neck, I guess it's a date night, nigga (Uh) I need a walk in a fame time, nigga Pull off at the same time, nigga Ju— Ju— Jump on the private, it's straight flight, nigga Ju— Ju— Just jumped off of the jet, count up the check, it's a great night, nigga He want the sex and I want the neck (Montana), I guess it's a date night, nigga (Ha) Just hopped off of the jet, not the little steps My dog call collect (Collect), eight hoes on a tech My dog, my partner and 'em, fly V's, we copped at them All these keys ain't gobblin', all the heat we drive at them AP's bought a AP's, silent go from the 80's Forty to Patek, dry up all the ink, moonwalk out the bank (Montana) I— I— I need a walk in a fame time, nigga Pull off at the same time, nigga (Skrrt) Ju— Ju— Jump on the private, it's straight flight, nigga Ju— Ju— Just jumped off of the jet, count up the check, it's a great night, nigga He want the sex and I want the neck, I guess it's a date night, nigga (Uh) I need a walk in a fame time, nigga Pull off at the same time, nigga I need a walk in a fame time, nigga Pull off at the same time, niggaEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> N/AN/AEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> I’m a real project baby (ah) Man, i was f+cking with no condom I’m a real project baby (yeah, yeah) Street n+gga, too real with it Certain sh+t, i gotta deal with it Had a thirty eight with two sh+lls in it I’m a real project baby Sh+t, i cleaned up sh+t with no allowance Washed up with mcdonald cups and i woke up to a syrup sandwich I’m a real project baby I love my gang, so f+ck another n+gga I’m a real project baby Pick up a basketball or a Glock (aye, sh+t) F+ck that sh+t, i picked up my mop Picked it up cause’ i’m a gangster Ain’t even know nothing about no opps When my daddy took a l, ain’t know nothing my pops I’m just tryna earn my stripеs Ain’t even know nothing bout’ no slots We turnеd to pill heads My homie got out system early, i think he still fed I popped out for my graduation with a k!ll+tec You gotta be jumped inside the gang to be a gangster Career day ain’t bring n0body but a gangster You turned your back on me today, i tell you, thank ya Paramedics five minutes late, they can’t save you Hanging with a rat for some cash, acting anxious You sitting with him, can’t hang with me, that sh+t contagious That sh+t crazy (sh+t contagious) I’m a real project baby (ah) Man, i was f+cking with no condom I’m a real project baby (yeah, yeah) Street n+gga, too real with it Certain sh+t, i gotta deal with it Had a thirty eight with two sh+lls in it I’m a real project baby Sh+t, i cleaned up sh+t with no allowance Washed up with mcdonald cups and i woke up to a syrup sandwich I’m a real project baby I love my gang, so f+ck another n+gga I’m a real project baby I rock vvs one, your sh+t saturated (uh) No exaggeration, i get the money, i’m really the man in my city Durk caught a case in my county, i told him to shift it He got out before he could get it Project baby, i’m not kodak

Handle business, n+ggas know that I could stop you at your last picture, everything would be a throwback Make em’ pull up where your hoe at Gotta blow em, i’ma blow it Naked b+tches, i ignore em’ Section eight, the top floor, biggest lil’ n+gga in georgia B+tches want me to record them, show they friends that they in georgia Ain’t tripping, baby cordial Pretty women, they be gorgeous, lamborghini, i got choices Baby really on some more sh+t Every other day a holiday, in my neighborhood, i’m the black santa I’m a real project baby (ah) Man, i was f+cking with no condom I’m a real project baby (yeah, yeah) Street n+gga, too real with it Certain sh+t, i gotta deal with it Had a thirty eight with two sh+lls in it I’m a real project baby Sh+t, i cleaned up sh+t with no allowance Washed up with mcdonald cups and i woke up to a syrup sandwich I’m a real project baby I love my gang, so f+ck another n+gga I’m a real project babyEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Local PoollThis lifestyle so fascinatin’ Every day I’m buyin’ clothes just for a fashion statement See the nigga you fuck with rap but me I actually made it He shot the club up, 2010, he still incarcerated Plus he cooperated And you better get away from all them dog hoes I be in the crib, smokin’ exotic, watchin’ Narcos Had to send a real connect, your connect is really Carstone Get head in the Benz truck, pull up, it’s like a car show And when you buyin’ a lotta person watch them barcodes I seen a nigga pull a hunnid cash from Wells Fargo It was crushed pills in my water, gotta drink the particules When I’m definitely off them drugs, I be antisocial too Ask my brother how the bag Kobe he had to coach me through I know too many niggas play with Fed made local news Play with us, I’ma put some open wounds on top of open wounds I was washin’ gun powders off from a local pool Pumpin’ gas for pocket change, just to keep a bitch My side hustle from my job, I was fightin’ piss Fresh in my arm, keep my AP on to ice my wrist You say you love me but press charges, that’s a dirty bitch I broke her spine off that moon, she said that’s perky dick You turn your head, your homie get you that’s how that money get You ever had that feelin’ that you might OD off Percocets I used to window shop DT, now I can purchase shit (Hmm) I can make no niggas love me if they ain’t disbelief You be so quick to jump at me but scared of the enemy If you gon’ rap, just make that money, don’t try to be in the streets Gotta order Uber Eats, we can’t go out to eat You had that feelin’ in your stomach, you couldn’t go home to eat He puttin’ the cover over the heater ’cause it’s too cold to sleep When you can’t run, you gotta throw the bundle I had the whole hood, geeked out, walk on Adrian Brundle The whole hood’ll turn on you quick, if you just break a promise Yeah you’s a goofy, you a lame, you green like iguanas My chopper dance for real, for real, like NLE Choppa You gotta watch out for them hoes, tryna pick your pockets This weed shit got recommended A hunnid K layin’ around, I had to invest in it They made weed legal in Illinois, you need a car to get it So many girls inside a Bundle niggas made it hard to hit it Got my bitch so bougee, after me it’s gon be hard to hit it Them lil’ boys can put in work, for all I care we got the city And we though My confession I got some head outside the Louis store And I pour a four, woah, oh-oh This money got me sayin’ “Oh, oh-oh” I’m so lit I’m like “Oh, oh-oh” My heart cold it’s like “Oh, oh, oh” This money got me sayin’ “Oh, oh-oh” I’m so lit I’m like “Oh, oh-oh” My heart cold it’s like “Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh”EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Slept in the crib, in the trenches no cable (Cable) I done pour mud had me feelin' like maple (Maple) I done did shit for a nigga weren’t grateful (Grateful) I done did shit for a hoe weren't able (Able) I done seen my homie bitch cheat she unfaithful (Faithful) Seen street niggas clean money with a label (Label) I done seen a rich nigga ask for a favor (Favor) I done seen a stripper hit her cable Before I got a Rollie I done copped a Jacob She went to All-Star Weekend no paper (Paper) She know she good cause she fuck with a Laker (Laker) She know she good cause she fuck with a- (Laker) I done seen it all, I done seen a bad bitch still at the mall (Mall) I done seen a rapper get stripped to his draws (Draws)

Suck my dick, gotta spit on my balls (Balls) Fuck the police so we plotting no laws I don't fuck with bitch who fuck with my dawg Alexander McQueen let me get it in a small Free my shortys I ain’t ducking no calls Fuckin' with the niggas who down with the cause (Let's get it) I was locked up, I had pull with the guards Percocets only I ain't fuckin' with the bars I'm from the streets, pull strings guitar Where I'm from they don't make it this far When you tell a grown nigga knew they hate you I don’t say I love you cause I know I hate you You’ll see how far my love will take you I don't be around cause I know you fake They gon’ support you they know you made it Quando had told me I'm so amazing (Amazing) I be so grateful I came from the basement (Basement) So many doubted me I had to make it I walked out the jewelry store with no security My bitch she the shit she got no insecurity She got some baguettes but she not into jewelry (Mmm, yeah) If you don't support me, then don't say you cool with me Don’t say you love me cause I know it's foolery I got the tool with me (Pop, pop, pop) I don't say I love you, cause I know I hate you I don't be around cause I know you fakeEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Aye we lost so many niggas this year (D-Diego) Ohhhh, yeah (Mally Mall) I'm from the hood where the wolves at (Preach) Roll up a Backwood and pull thatEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Rebirth IntroRebirth IntroEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Million work for jewelry & I dare a nigga will touch me Gang in this bitch we get to pushing & shoving Better talk this chain off with for the niggas you just touch it So give me that get me that shit (Gang Gang) Give me that Give me Give me that (Gang Gang) Give Me that Give me Give me that (Gang Gang) You lil basic ass, you got that shirt for a week You lil stankin ass, you got taxes think your teen Bitch I hate your ass, man I fuck my old hoes for I pay your ass Bitch shake your ass All thesе niggas in the club I be All thesе niggas on my dick for the hoes lookin stupid He a goofy, He a goofy, He a goofy, He a Goofy He a shooter, He a shooter, He a shooter, He a shooter City Girls sending bitches off to get their rent paid Suck me up, I just took 2 pills that shit fuck me upEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Welcome to my Polo party Welcome to my Polo party Welcome to my Polo party Let's go! Niggas know my city hot Ralph Lauren fit me hot Shawty wanta diddy bop Told the bitch to give me twat Keep my shot my nickel hot Bands, bands, bands, bands Got me feelin' like Big Sean I make it rain, I go hard Welcome to my polo party That's a no go shawty Call me Polo shawty More money more problems Last niggas that's gossip Real know who real is Why these niggas fraudulent East side, we ride Can't trust a bum bitch Bum niggas see why I can't liе, you go soft Pussy nigga I'm a boss You really win I never lost

RIP wе took a loss Free the guys they took 'em all Got me ridin' out Ridin' around and I'm gettin' it Got me feelin' like I'm 2 Chainz Cup of that Rosé got me ridin' around saying 2 names Bad bitches on me, 'cause they like the way I do things Keep tellin' your girl yes Got the baddest bitches ready Motivate the gang like Kelly Austin Powers get in my belly Tell that money get in my belly Lean and syrup get in my belly Welcome to my Polo party Welcome to my Polo party Welcome to my Polo party Let's get itEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy<EOS> <BOS> Wait right here I'll be back in the mornin' I know that I'm not that important to you But to me, girl, you're so much more than gorgeous (Yeah) So much more than perfect (Yeah) Right now I know that I'm not really worth it If you give me time, I could work on it Give me some time while I work on it Losin' your patience, and, girl, I don't blame you The Earth's in rotation, you're waitin' for me (Yeah) Look at my face when I fuck on your waist 'Cause we only have one conversation a week That's why your friends always hatin' on me Fuck 'em though, I did this all by myself Matter fact, I ain't never asked no one for help And that's why I don't pick up my phone when it rings None of my exes is over Lil Peep Nobody flexin' as much as I be That's why she text me and tell me she love me She know that someday I'll be over the sea Makin' my money and smokin' my weed I think it's funny, she open up to me, get comfortable with me Once I got it comin', I love her, she love me I know that I'm nothing like someone her family want me to be If I find a way, would you walk it with me? Look at my face while you talkin' to me 'Cause we only have one conversation a week Can I get one conversation at least? Shout out to everyone makin' my beats, you helpin' me preach This music's the only thing keepin' the peace when I'm fallin' to pieces Look at the sky tonight, all of the stars have a reason A reason to shine, a reason like mine and I'm fallin' to pieces Look at the sky tonight, all of the stars have a reason1.3KEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> (Yeah) Fuck my life, can't save that, girl Don't tell me you could save that shit All she want is payback for the way I always play that shit You ain't gettin' nothin' that I'm sayin' Don't tell me you is Nothin' like them other motherfuckers I can make you rich (I can make you rich) I can make you this, baby, I can make you that I can take you there, but baby, you won't make it back Growing sick of this and I don't wanna make you sad Do I make you scared? Baby, won't you take me back? Nothin' like them other motherfuckers I can make you rich (I can make you rich) Nothin' like them other motherfuckers I can make you rich Fuck my life, can't save that, girl Don't tell me you could save that shit All she want is payback for the way I always play that shit You ain't gettin' nothin' that I'm sayin' Don't tell me you is Nothin' like them other motherfuckers I can make you rich (Make you rich) I can make you this, baby, I can make you that I can take you there, but baby, you won't make it back Growing sick of this and I don't wanna make you sad Do I make you scared? Baby, won't you take me back? (Do I make you scared?) Down another lonely road, I go Just another lonely road to home I just wanna know, I just gotta know Do you wanna glo? Baby, we could glo

Fuck my life, can't save that, girl Don't tell me you could save that shit All she want is payback for the way I always play that shit You ain't gettin' nothin' that I'm sayin' Don't tell me you is Nothin' like them other motherfuckers I can make you rich (I can make you rich) I can make you this, baby, I can make you that I can take you there, but baby, you won't make it back Growing sick of this and I don't wanna make you sad Do I make you scared? Baby, won't you take me back? Do I make you scared? Baby, won't you take me back? Nothin' like them other mothafuckas' I can make you rich (I can make you rich)249EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Lil Bo Peep with a brand new bitch In the back of the club with the GothBoiClique Iced out teeth on an iced out whip With the limousine tints, you can suck my dick Friends switch up when you in a Benz truck (Skrrt) Always wanna fuck, tell a bitch, "Good luck" Always wanna fuck 'cause I just came up, yeah (GothBoiClique) Lil Bo Peep with a brand new bitch In the back of the club with the GothBoiClique Iced out teeth on an iced out whip With the limousine tints, you can suck my dick Friends switch up when you in a Benz truck (Skrrt) Always wanna fuck, tell a bitch, "Good luck" Always wanna fuck 'cause I just came up Drugs in my nose, good drugs in my cup I don't wanna wait now But I know you gon' make me Who you wanna hate now? Pretty soon you gonna hate me (GothBoiClique) Gettin' to the cake now All the hate don't faze me All the money that I make now I'll never let it change me I don't wanna wait now But I know you gon' make me Who you wanna hate now? Pretty soon you gonna hate me Gettin' to the cake now All the hate don't faze me All the money that I make now I'll never let it change me Lil Bo Peep with a brand new bitch In the back of the club with the GothBoiClique Iced out teeth on an iced out whip With the limousine tints, you can suck my dick Friends switch up when you in a Benz truck (Skrrt) Always wanna fuck, tell a bitch, "Good luck" Always wanna fuck 'cause I just came up Drugs in my nose, good drugs in my cup Lil Bo Peep with a brand new bitch In the back of the club with the GothBoiClique Iced out teeth on an iced out whip With the limousine tints, you can suck my dick184EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Man, I don't know what the fuck goin' on lately, bro, but Everybody actin' real different and shit Ain't nobody, nobody was talkin' to me like a few months ago And now everybody hittin' my phone up and shit I'm a mothafuckin' Schema' boy, I'm a dreamer boy I love a girl that don't even fuckin' need a boy Baby, I'm a beamer boy, I need a beamer, boy I want a Z3, that's a two-seater, boy Okay, I pull my cash out, shawty pass out Take her ass out, then I spaz out Okay, yeah, I hit that, shawty, get back I got death notes, where my list at? Yeah, I'm in my zone now, I put my phone down I'm on my own now, I'm on my own now Ya girl, she wanna go down on a real one I hit JGRXXN, like "What's the deal bruh?" You see me doin' shows now, I'm a pro now I got hoes now and I got some dough now But they don't wanna hear that, they want that real shit They want that "drug talk," that "I can't feel shit" I'm never comin' home now, all alone now Can't let my bros down, can't let my bros down I feel like I'm a no one, that's what they told me

I'ma show ya, baby, I was chosen, ayy I'm a mothafuckin' Schema' boy, I'm a dreamer boy I love a girl that don't even fuckin' need a boy Baby, I'm a beamer boy, I need a beamer, boy I want a Z3, that's a two-seater, boy Okay, I pull my cash out, shawty pass out Take her ass out, then I spaz out Okay, yeah, I hit that, shawty, get back I got death notes, where my list at? Yeah, I'm in my zone now, I put my phone down I'm on my own now, I'm on my own now Ya girl, she wanna go down on a real one I hit JGRXXN, like "What's the deal bruh?" You see me doin' shows now, I'm a pro now I got hoes now and I got some dough now But they don't wanna hear that, they want that real shit They want that "drug talk," that "I can't feel shit" I'm never comin' home now, all alone now Can't let my bros down, can't let my bros down I feel like I'm a no one, that's what they told me I'ma show ya, baby, I was chosen, ayy Beamer boy140EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Bother me, tell me awful things You know I love it when you do that Helps me get through this without you Bother me, tell me awful things You know I love it when you do that Helps me get through this without you Bother me, tell me awful things You know I love it when you move that on me Love it when you do that on me You like attention, I find it obvious She makes it obvious for me She feels the tension It's just the two of us, it's just the two of us, tonight Burn me down 'til I'm nothin' but memories I get it, girl (I get it, girl) I get it, girl Burn me down 'til I'm nothin' but memories I get it, girl (I get it, girl) I'm not the one Bother me, tell me awful things You know I love it when you do that Helps me get through this without you Bother me, tell me awful things You know I love it when you move that on me Love it when you do that on me Don't you turn your back on me Let your teardrops fall on me Speeding away, the city in the rearview Heart racing whenever I'm near you GothBoi jumpin' off stage Carry me away, carry me away Burn me down till there's nothing left I would scream your name with my last breath Take off your favorite dress Lay your head on my chest Diamonds, rubies, and gems You can have all of them Bother me, tell me awful things You know I love it when you do that Helps me get through this without you Bother me, tell me awful things You know I love it when you move that on me Love it when you do that on me150EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Skedda! She said I'm a crybaby, I can't be up lately Girl, you drive me crazy, AMG Mercedes Speedin' down the highway, lookin' at the street lights Geekin' on a Friday, I can never sleep right Knowin' I hurt you, I don't deserve you I shoulda curved you, I know I'm the worst, boo But I could be cool too, and you got them dance moves And I got this vibe, I swear it's perfect to ride to I wanna die too, we all wanna die too I got this vibe, I swear she love gettin' high too I love gettin' high too, I wanna hide you How did I find you? I'll be inside, I'm makin' music to cry to

Oh, it's a lonely world, I know Gon' get a lonely girl, that's fo' sho' Oh, I'm a lonely boy, she made a lonely boy, yeah, I know Oh, it's a lonely world, I know Gon' get a lonely girl, that's fo' sho' Oh, I'm a lonely boy, she made a lonely boy, yeah, I know She said I'm a crybaby, I can't be up lately Girl, you drive me crazy, AMG Mercedes Speedin' down the highway, lookin' at the street lights Geekin' on a Friday, I can never sleep right Knowin' I hurt you, I don't deserve you I shoulda curved you, I know I'm the worst, boo But I could be cool too, and you got them dance moves And I got this vibe, I swear it's perfect to ride to I wanna die too, we all wanna die too I got this vibe, I swear she love gettin' high too I love gettin' high too, I wanna hide you How did I find you? I'll be inside, I'm makin' music to cry to Oh, it's a lonely world, I know Gon' get a lonely girl, that's fo' sho' Oh, I'm a lonely boy, she made a lonely boy, yeah, I know Oh, it's a lonely world, I know Gon' get a lonely girl, that's fo' sho' Oh, I'm a lonely boy, she made a lonely boy, yeah, I know106EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> I got a feelin' that I'm not gonna be here for next year So, let's laugh a little before I'm gone I’ve been dreamin' of this shit for a while now Got me high now She don't love me, but she's singin' my songs (Oh, no) I don't feel much pain Got a knife in my back, and a bullet in my brain I’m clinically insane Walkin' home alone, I see faces in the rain Where did all the time go? Spend it gettin' high while I hide from the 5-0 Where did all the lines go? Now, I'm so high, I be fuckin' with my eyes closed She don't fuck with me no more, I'm on her mind though Come and fuck me in the mornin' with the blinds closed I can show you everything I learned While you were away from me Runnin' away from me, but I'm not givin' up on you It's just the way I be It's just the way I see things Take her away from me, but I'm not givin' up on you, no It's just the way I be It's just the way I see things157EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Can this be him? The one I have waited centuries to see? How strange So far from his path that I barely see the promise of glory Can this be him, this Hellboy? You don't even know what I've been through (I've been through) You don't gotta like me, ya bitch do (Ya bitch do) Blowin' up my phone like, "I miss you." (I miss you) You know I love you by the way that I kiss you You don't even know what I've been through (I've been through) You don't gotta like me, ya bitch do (Ya bitch do) Blowin' up my phone like, "I miss you." (I miss you) You know I love you by the way that I kiss you Leave me to bleed, I know I got you on your knees But something keeps on tellin' me It keeps on tellin' me "Peep, leave it alone, I'm good on my own." Mama miss me at home, but I'm good on my own Baby, I'm cold, back on the road Show after show, fuckin' ho' after ho' I swear it gets so lonely sometimes Please, just hold me one time Fuck these hoes and fuck life I've been waitin' here all damn night Not one call or text from you (Yeah, ayy) You're the same as my ex, fuck you (Damn, ayy) Bitch You don't even know what I've been through (I've been through) You don't gotta like me, ya bitch do (Ya bitch do) Blowin' up my phone like, "I miss you." (I miss you) You know I love you by the way that I kiss you You don't even know what I've been through (I've been through) You don't gotta like me, ya bitch do (Ya bitch do) Blowin' up my phone like, "I miss you." (I miss you) You know I love you by the way that I kiss you161EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS>

I can see it in your eyes, that you wanna get out I can see it in your eyes, that you need it right now That you need it right now That you wanna get out That you need it right now That you wanna get out Yeah, I just wanna hear the sound Drive our Camaros out of town Baby, we could leave right now (Woah) Yeah, I just wanna feel alive Baby take your time Smokin' on this loud (Woah) Girl, you know you make my cold heart warm with a touch One kiss, then we fuckin', I just can't get enough Put it on me, that's the best part, baby, the trust Trust me, I got nothin' for you other than love I remember eatin' pussy on the back of the bus I remember gettin' nookie 'til the Sun came up All the places that you took me, no one came with us Same hoes overlook me, now they on my, nuts62EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> I know that you want me, you know that I want you The memories haunt me, I know that they haunt you too But it's alright, you'll be fine Baby, it's alright, you'll be fine As long as you're mine, take a look at the time It gets cold at night, when you're alone outside But it's fine, I'll be fine Pay me no mind, girl, pay me no mind Just look at the bright side (Just look at the bright side) Just look at the club lights (Rollin' under the club lights) I gotta look at the bright side (Look at the bright side) I guess she wasn't the one, right, this isn't what love's like, that's for sure Help me find a way to pass the time (To pass the time) Everybody tellin' me life's short, but I wanna die (I wanna die) Help me find a way to make you mine (Make you mine) Everybody tellin' me not to, but I'm gonna try Now I'm gettin' high again, tonight I know that you want me, you know that I want you The memories haunt me, I know that they haunt you too But it's alright, you'll be fine Baby, it's alright, you'll be fine As long as you're mine, take a look at the time It gets cold at night, when you're alone outside But it's fine, I'll be fine Pay me no mind, girl, pay me no mind Just look at the bright side (Just look at the bright side) Just look at the club lights (Rollin' under the club lights) I gotta look at the bright side (Look at the bright side) I guess she wasn't the one, right, this isn't what love's like, that's for sure Help me find a way to pass the time (To pass the time) Everybody tellin' me life's short, but I wanna die (I wanna die) Help me find a way to make you mine (Make you mine) Everybody tellin' me not to, but I'm gonna try Now I'm gettin' high again, tonight Just look at the bright side (Just look at the bright side) Just look at the club lights (Rollin' under the club lights) Just look at the nightlife (Just look at the nightlife) Watchin' the sunrise by my side We gotta look at the bright side (Just look at the bright side) Rollin' under the club lights (Rollin' under the club lights) I gotta look at the bright side (Just look at the bright side) I guess she wasn't the one, right This isn't what love's like That's for sure90EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> I know that it hurts sometimes, but it's beautiful Working every day, now you're bleeding through your cuticles Passing through a portal as you're sittin' in your cubicle Isn't life beautiful? I think that life is beautiful Tryin' to keep your cool at your grandfather's funeral Finding out eventually the feeling wasn't mutual You were not invited 'cause you're nothing like the usual Isn't life beautiful? I think that life is beautiful You wanna see your friends, but you're stuck inside a hospital Doctor walks in and he tells you that it's terminal Tumor in your brain and they're sayin' it's inoperable Isn't life beautiful? I think that life is beautiful They'll kill your little brother and they'll tell you he's a criminal They'll fucking kill you too, so you better not get physical

Welcome to America, the type of shit is typical Isn't life beautiful? I think that life is beautiful Wake up in the morning, now you doing the impossible Find out what's important, now you're feeling philosophical When I die, I'll pack my bags, move somewhere more affordable Isn't life horrible? I think that life is horrible You think she's adorable, she thinks that you're intolerable You think you can do it, but your chances are improbable Once you feel unstoppable, you run into an obstacle Isn't life comical? I think that life is comical And if you ever need a friend then you got me And in the end, when I die, would you watch me? And if I try suicide, would you stop me? Would you help me get a grip or would you drop me? Run away, make friends with the moon Why you trippin'? You'll be with your friends soon There comes a time when everybody meets the same fate I think I'ma die alone inside my room Isn't life beautiful? I think that life is beautiful Isn't life beautiful? I think that life is beautiful Isn't life beautiful? I think that life is beautiful Isn't life beautiful? I think that life is beautiful169EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> U SaidPart 1: Poppin' Pills Thinkin' 'Bout U Yeah Yeah, ayy Ayy Runnin' away from you takes time and pain And I don't even want to So, I'm gettin' high all week without you Poppin' pills, thinkin' about you (Thinkin' about you) Runnin' away from you takes time and pain And I don't even want to So, I'm gettin' high all week without you Poppin' pills, thinkin' about you I wish I didn't have a heart to love you (I wish I didn't have a heart to love you) I wish I didn't play a part to break you (I wish I didn't play a part to break you) I wish I didn't do a lot of the shit I do (The shit I do) And I wish you didn't too Runnin' away from you takes time and pain And I don't even want to So, I'm gettin' high all week without you Poppin' pills, thinkin' about you I wish I didn't have a heart to love you (I wish I didn't have a heart to love you) I wish I didn't play a part to break you (I wish I didn't play a part to break you) I wish I didn't do a lot of the shit I do (The shit I do) And I wish you didn't too Tell me that you hate me (I just wanna hear that) Part 2: Sometimes Life Gets Fucked Up Sometimes life gets fucked up (Fucked up) That's why we get fucked up (We get fucked up) I can still feel your touch I still do those same drugs Sometimes life gets fucked up (Fucked up) That's why we get fucked up (Fucked up) I can still feel your touch I still do those same drugs That we used to do I was used to you (I was used to you) "What have you been through?" She asked me Every fuckin' kind of abuse If you love me too You would give me you (Give me you) Lock me in your room Don't tell me the truth Everything you said (Everything you said) Stays inside my head (Stays inside my head) All the shit you said All the blood I bled Sometimes life gets fucked up (Fucked up) That's why we get fucked up (We get fucked up)

I can still feel your touch I still do those same drugs Sometimes life gets fucked up (Fucked up) That's why we get fucked up (Fucked up) I can still feel your touch I still do those same drugs72EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Huh Whip it like a Nascar, I can see the time pass Feel like I'm in high school, fuckin' me in gym class Shawty, I remember that, I know you remember that You was fuckin' with me way before I even wrote raps Now I'm seein' cash flow, I can be an asshole, yeah, I know But it's all good 'cause I let her spend my money, though Playboy bunny, though, shawty look like a pornstar I know she love me 'cause she fuck me in her sports car I pull up on her, tell her that we finna go far Drop top, smokin' thrax, lookin' at the stars Gettin' high, takin' bars 'til we on Mars I can make the ground move like I'm Avatar Now I'm faded on my own in my bedroom Now I'm lookin' at my phone, should I text you? I just wanna sex you, I just wanna bless you Baby, I'm a priest in the underworld, guess who Lil Bo Peep with a brand new flow, too Lookin' at my teeth like you never seen a gold tooth Never in the streets, 'cause I never leave my home If you wanna live a dream I ain't comin', bitch, I told you Whip it like a Nascar, I can see the time pass Feel like I'm in high school, fuckin' me in gym class Shawty, I remember that, I know you remember that You was fuckin' with me way before I even wrote raps Now I'm seein' cash flow, I can be an asshole, yeah, I know But it's all good 'cause I let her spend my money, though Playboy bunny, though, shawty look like a pornstar I know she love me 'cause she fuck me in her sports car I pull up on her, tell her that we finna go far Drop top, smokin' thrax, lookin' at the stars Gettin' high, takin' bars 'til we on Mars I can make the ground move like I'm Avatar Now I'm faded on my own in my bedroom Now I'm lookin' at my phone, should I text you? I just wanna sex you, I just wanna bless you Baby, I'm a priest in the underworld, guess who Lil Bo Peep with a brand new flow, too Lookin' at my teeth like you never seen a gold tooth Never in the streets, 'cause I never leave my home If you wanna live a dream I ain't comin', bitch, I—130EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> I met her by chance I said, "I really like your pants" I know you got a man Gimme your hand (Fuck it) Teen romance Gimme this dance Yeah, I took a Xan (Yeah) I hope you understand (She don't) Let me guide you To a place where No one hurts you You are safe here with me (With me, with me) I met her by chance I said, "I really like your pants" I know you got a man Gimme your hand (Fuck it) Teen romance Gimme this dance Yeah, I took a Xan (Yeah) I hope you understand (She don't) Let me guide you To a place where No one hurts you You are safe here with me66EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Love you, Chris Baby, how you doing? I know you're not doing the best, but I'm here, I'll always be here Tell me if you need me and call me if you feelin alone 'cause I'm here, I'm always right here Tell me that I'm dumb, I love to get numb, I know that I'm young, but I'm still right here I don't give a fuck, I love who I love and girl you're that one, so I'll wait right here (GothBoiClique) Baby, how you doing? I know you're not doing the best but I'm here, I'll always be here Tell me if you need me and call me if you feelin alone 'cause I'm here, I'm always right here Tell me that I'm dumb, I love to get numb, I know that I'm young but I'm still right here I don't give a fuck, I love who I love and girl you're that one so I'll wait right here

Baby, I'm leaving, I'm not taking anything but you Picture us escaping, in the background of the photo I see you, I remember the time I remember hearts sewn together with twine Just remember that I am still right here And if you doubt me that's just fine, and when it comes clear I will be waiting right here, just tell me if you need me And I will meet you right there GothBoiClique67EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Nah You know it's fucked when the pain feel nice Cheap liquor on ice (Yeah), nice I'm tryna get you out my head tonight (Tonight) I'm tryna get you out my fuckin' life (Fuckin' life, right) Then we fucked, then she sucked me off twice Then I left that bitch alone like I was right, fuckin' right (Wrong) In your thong, smokin' strong outta bong What the fuck, and I'm tryna make this song (Hey, uh, hey) Young white prick, I get a kick out hittin' licks Watch how I kick out yo bitch, just so I could cut my wrist Bitch, I'm tatted out my shirt, so I can't work, I make it flip Pour my 40 in the dirt, then light my dutch and take a sip I hear voices in my head, they tellin' me to call it quits I found some Xanax in my bed, I took that shit, went back to sleep They gon' miss me when I'm dead, I lay my head and rest in peace I'm prayin' to the sky, I don't even know why, ayy Oh, I don't think I can take this anymore No, washin' the blood from my wrist on the floor Oh, fuck, what you talkin' 'bout? My shit is dope Play this shit when they put me in a hole For eternity, so they can reap what they sow (Shit) Oh, I don't think I can do nothin' but flow No, I don't know what she be fuckin' me for Oh, I don't know why you in love with me, ho I keep them felonies up in my coat Up in the zone, I'm all on my own You know it's fucked when the pain feel nice Cheap liquor on ice (Yeah), nice I'm tryna get you out my head tonight (Tonight) I'm tryna get you out my fuckin' life (Fuckin' life, right) Then we fucked, then she sucked me off twice Then I left that bitch alone like I was right, fuckin' right (Wrong) In your thong, smokin' strong outta bong What the fuck, and I'm tryna make this song (Hey, uh, hey) Young white prick, I get a kick out hittin' licks Watch how I kick out yo bitch, just so I could cut my wrist Bitch, I'm tatted out my shirt, so I can't work, I make it flip Pour my 40 in the dirt, then light my dutch and take a sip I hear voices in my head, they tellin' me to call it quits I found some Xanax in my bed, I took that shit, went back to sleep They gon' miss me when I'm dead, I lay my head and rest in peace I'm prayin' to the sky, I don't even know why, ayy74EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> I remember when you used to hold my hand Now you actin' like a ghost, girl Live forever with a smile stuck on your face You think he know you, but I know you the most, girl You will never find another one just like me Long nights, gettin' high on the coast, girl Two weeks and I still got the same old jeans on Never got a girl when I need one I see your face when I look out the window I think about her every time that I sniff blow If you love me, hit me up on the flip phone (Yeah, prr) I'm dyin', I don't think that my bitch know I don't think that my bitch know I'm dyin', I don't think that my bitch know I'm dyin', I don't think that my bitch know I'm dyin', yeah, yeah I remember when you used to hold my hand Now you actin' like a ghost, girl Live forever with a smile stuck on your face You think he know you, but I know you the most, girl You will never find another one just like me Long nights, gettin' high on the coast, girl Two weeks and I still got the same old jeans on Never got a girl when I need one I see your face when I look out the window I think about her every time that I sniff blow If you love me, hit me up on the flip phone (Yeah, prr) I'm dyin', I don't think that my bitch know

I don't think that my bitch know I'm dyin', I don't think that my bitch know I'm dyin', I don't think that my bitch know I'm dyin', yeah, ayy73EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Oh, I love you, my dear But I'm goin', I'm gone My time is here and I'm makin' it clear Oh, I love you, my dear But I'm goin', I'm gone I might come back when the Benz all black Ten racks on my lap If I don't relapse and I stay strong I could do anything I want to Bump Lil Peep, when I die, I'ma haunt you I could live forever if I want to I could stop time, but I never wanna do that again Nothin' worse than losin' a friend And the feelin' you get when everybody that you love ain't around I really gotta get away from this town I'm just waitin' for a wave and I'll drown Satan letting me down I just wanna help you see, you should run away from me Baby, I'm a drug and I don't wanna hurt you No, I'm not gonna hurt you, girl, not at all I ain't gonna set you free, all you gonna get from me Little bit of love and a little virtue If I hurt you, I'll end it all92EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> 16 lines- Of blow and I'm fine You're wastin' your time, wastin' your time Please don't cry 16 lines of blow and I'm fine Break my bones, but act as my spine I wonder who you'll fuck when I die And if I tried to call, would you cry? Please don't cry, you're wastin' your time 16 lines will make me feel fine 10 years ago I went blind I been on my own since age nine 16 lines of blow and I'm fine Break my bones, but act as my spine I wonder who you'll fuck when I die And if I tried to call, would you cry? Please don't cry, you're wastin' your time 16 lines will make me feel fine 10 years ago I went blind I been on my own since age nine I been on my own for two nights I been in my zone, I've been high Now she wonder why do I lie I can't tell my wrongs from my rights Is anybody out there? (Is anybody out there?) Can anybody hear me? (Can anybody hear me?) I hate it when you fake care (I hate it when you fake care) Girl, I know you hear me (Girl, I know you hear me) Is anybody out there? (Is anybody out there?) Can anybody hear me? (Can anybody hear me?) I hate it when you fake care (Fake care) Girl, I know you hear me (Hear me) 16 lines of blow and I'm fine Break my bones, but act as my spine I wonder who you'll fuck when I die And if I tried to call, would you cry? Please don't cry, you're wastin' your time 16 lines will make me feel fine 10 years ago I went blind I been on my own since age nine Is anybody out there? (Is anybody out there?) Can anybody hear me? (Can anybody hear me?) I hate it when you fake care (I hate it when you fake care) Girl, I know you hear me (Hear me)99EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Runnin' up that hill, you pushin' me back Wish that I can make you want it bad I don't need it though (I don't need it though) Sometimes you make me wait and make it like a plan

Wish that you could help me understand Why? 'Cause I don't know (I don't know, I don't know) Sometimes I feel that weight, I hold that in my chest Sometimes I hold it back, other times I'm blessed Other times I want more, you put me in debt I want you like Zoloft Wanna be like so inside, wanna be like For me want you to be more into it than this For me I want more than you seem to wanna give I see passion in the way you turn your back Money and the ice, I put upon your wrist There's a silhouette inside, a lucid dream I project myself on you, then back to me There's a reason that she doesn't call me back It is the way, it is the way it really seems There's a vision of an altar now, me and the one Some passin' on and out (And out, and out) It wasn't somethin' that I thought about But, knew that you were absolute in doubt It wasn’t somethin' that I thought about But knew that you were absolute in doubt I just really wanna talk to you again That’s how I know that I'ma haunt you in the end It wasn’t somethin' ‘til you brought it up I knew that you were tryna make it out Without a single scar, clawin' at my heart I saw you in his car, swear I knew it from the start Bring me down, it’s not that easy Lay me down, just please don't leave me I remember you were climbin' on top of me Why you actin' like you fuckin' forgot me? I’ve been dreamin' about a place out in Hollywood Tell my mama that I’m movin' to Hollywood Bring me down, it's not that easy Lay me down, just please don't leave me Bring me down, it's not that easy Lay me down, just please don't leave me It wasn’t somethin' that I thought about But, knew that you were absolute in doubt I just really wanna talk to you again That’s how I know that I'ma haunt you in the end67EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Chains on shining, you can see me riding Cocaine lined up, secrets that I'm hidin' You don't wanna find out, better off lying You don't wanna cry now, better off dying Chains on shining, you can see me riding Cocaine lined up, secrets that I'm hidin' You don't wanna find out, better off lying You don't wanna cry now, better off dyin' Baby, I'ma dive in, I don't put the time in Even if I try hard, I ain't gonna make it We ain't gonna make it We ain't gonna make it Baby, I'ma dive in, I don't put the time in Even if I try hard, I ain't gonna make it We ain't gonna make it We ain't gonna make it I ain't gonna make it But, I love it when you fake, yeah Got her little heart in my hand And I don't wanna break it I ain't gonna make it But, I love it when you fake, yeah Got her little heart in my hand And I don't wanna break it Chains on shining, you can see me riding Cocaine lined up, secrets that I'm hidin' You don't wanna find out, better off lying You don't wanna cry now, better off dying Chains on shining, you can see me riding Cocaine lined up, secrets that I'm hidin' You don't wanna find out, better off lying You don't wanna cry now, better off dyin' Baby, I'ma dive in, I don't put the time in Even if I try hard, I ain't gonna make it We ain't gonna make it We ain't gonna make it I ain't gonna make it But, I love it when you fake, yeah Got her little heart in my hand And I don't wanna break it60EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS>

(Cowabunga, dude!) I love you to the summer and back, it's not the winter But you've frozen my heart, and got me warmin' up my liver I would never put a knife in your back, the love I give her Is kinda creepy, but fuck it, she orders and I deliver I could never leave you alone, my little mama Is mad at me at the moment, know she's such a prima-donna Wherever you are is my home, you know I mean it They say home is where the heart is You're the reason mine is beatin' I will always be here for you, and when I'm dyin' I pray to a higher power, next to you is where I'm lyin' Would you fuck me right on the floor? I'm feelin' naughty I wish to explore your features, secrets hidden in your body I been feelin' like I don't have a choice, my only option Watchin' me through the window as I whip up this concoction Don't you ever take your life out of mine, I'll fuckin' kill you Take you out to the bayou in the cabin with the mildew And I'll leave you there for someone to find, my little angel In your deepest darkest corners and I'm lovin' every angle Baby, you got no where to hide, I'm comin' for you Your parents could never fathom the levels to I adore you It's like Palestine up inside my mind, a deadly war zone Quakin' inside my boots as you waken my every hormone I'll give you everything I've got till I'm gone, and that's a promise Unless you didn't want it then for you I'd be dishonest I love you to the summer and back, it's not the winter But you've frozen my heart, and got me warmin' up my liver I would never put a knife in your back, the love I give her Is kinda creepy, but fuck it, she orders and I deliver I could never leave you alone, my little mama Is mad at me at the moment, know she's such a prima-donna Wherever you are is my home, you know I mean it They say home is where the heart is You're the reason mine is beatin'65EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Girls Girls, make me drink Girls, make me think Girls, like it on my dick Now girls, girls, uh Girl (Yeah) Beat Fiends Girls Girls, make me drink Girls, make me think Girls, like it on my dick Now girls They try to get me mad I try to make them sad So they fall in love with me, yeah, girls I can read 'em like a book Couple minutes that it took just to get her in my room Goddamn, she said I'm the man Girl, I'm still a kid gettin' money like your dad Aw, girl, uh, uh Girl, uh, uh Girl, uh (Uh) Yeah, ayy Girls Girls, make me drink Girls, make me think Girls, like it on my dick Now girls They try to get me mad I try to make them sad So they fall in love with me, yeah, girls I can read 'em like a book Couple minutes that it took just to get her in my room Goddamn, she said I'm the man Girl, I'm still a kid gettin' money like your dad Aw, girl, uh, uh Girl, uh, uh (Aw) Gir-ir-ir-ir-ir-il, ouh, yeah Girl From the top I'm not gonna worry about last night again You just wanna see me fall again That's alright, I know you'll be back again for the last time You know my pain and you know my life You are the dark and you are the light I steal the look when you're not with me I wrote the book on feeling empty Why did I ever take a chance on you? I made you feel empty like the drugs that you do You told me that you love me, that's not easy to do But girl, don't tell me that you love me if you're just gonna leave Don't tell me that you love me, it means nothing to me No, no

Beat Fiends58EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Spoken words were meant to last, but the picture faded fast The words "I love you" meant so much, now not even your lips can I touch I'll cry for another eyesore and think about our first kiss by the tree and how it meant so much to— Nobody knows the me that you do Gonna take some getting used to And I think I'm getting through to you But, all that shit I put you through ain't right And I know that I'm barely ever home But I think of you on the road You know, I think of you on blow It's me, Lil Jeep, she don't keep not a memory of me I'm a creep, I'm a freak That's why nobody's friends with me I used to wait in my room for a single sign from you Said "I hate you" 'cause I knew that you would never love me too Ya got one more chance at a night like this (Yeah, yeah) One more chance, baby, gimme a kiss Ya got one more chance at a night like this You could hold my hand in the back of the whip But saw the plug at the club, came back with a brick One more chance, baby, gimme a kiss Ya got one more chance at a night like this You could hold my hand in the back of the whip But saw the plug at the club, came back with a brick And that's real shit (Real), we keep it real, bitch (Real) I'm a goth boy, kinda like my whole clique You a bad one (True), we should have fun Let's fuck in the all-black Benz truck (Skrrr, skrr) Six racks on (Peep), six packs gone (Sheesh) I'm a bad boy, we ain't gonna last long (Nah) I could make you (Damn), I could break you (Yeah) Baby, think of all the places I can take you What's your age, boo? I'm a jit still I'ma die young, I'ma get killed What's your age, boo? I'm a jit still I'ma die young, baby, I'ma get killed, aye One more chance, baby, gimme a kiss Ya got one more chance at a night like this You could hold my hand in the back of the whip But saw the plug at the club, came back with a brick One more chance, baby, gimme a kiss Ya got one more chance at a night like this You could hold my hand in the back of the whip But saw the plug at the club, came back with a brick74EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Yeah, yeah, yeah I used to think I love you, now I know it ain't true Now I know it's not you, 50 on my boxers Bitch, I know you see me, shinin' in my white tee, it's easy I'll make it look easy, believe me, we gucci (Free Gucci) Young punk bitch fuckin' on a young bitch (Yah, yah) Fell in love when she saw me in the club, bitch Young punk bitch fuckin' on a drunk bitch (Yah, yah) Shawty fell in love, now she doin' all my drugs, Yung Bruh Standin' in the club, like, lil' mama in my eyesight (Yeah, my eyesight) She goin' home with me tonight, we connect like WiFi (WiFi) Yayo on the table, Gucci on my waist, too (Yayo) Got my switchblade, tonight you'll be safe Gemstone switchblade and I will pull it out (Gemstones) This club goin' up, baby, will you hold me down? (Will you hold me down?) Hella ice on my wrists, he thought my wrists sprained I'm in your driveway, baby, let's skrrt away (Skrr, skrr, skrr) I used to think I love you, now I know it ain't true Now I know it's not you, 50 on my boxers Bitch, I know you see me, shinin' in my white tee, it's easy I'll make it look easy, believe me, we gucci (Free Gucci) Young punk bitch fuckin' on a young bitch (Yah, yah) Fell in love when she saw me in the club, bitch Young punk bitch fuckin' on a drunk bitch (Yah, yah) Shawty fell in love, now she doin' all my drugs, Yung Bruh Standin' in the club, like, lil' mama in my eyesight (Yeah, my eyesight) She goin' home with me tonight, we connect like WiFi (WiFi)

Yayo on the table, Gucci on my waist, too (Yayo) Got my switchblade, tonight you'll be safe54EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> You'll only see us in the back GothBoiClique, all black I knew love once, it's hard to forget I thought of you and nights spent When I'm backed against the wall I thought of her and highly 'Cause she answered when I called I want her to wanna hurt me And I miss 2013 love songs And I'm so lost, under club lights In the all black, GothBoiClique GothBoi, I'm the one you can't avoid No choice, baby, I be makin' noise GothBoi, I'm the one you can't avoid No choice, no choice Lookin' for you in the back of the club Lookin' for her in the back of the club, fucked up Everybody know I numb it with the drugs Everybody know I numb it with the drugs Fucked up in the back of the club Cast a sigil in the back of the club I got scars on me, no love Light a candle and I pray for Døves And you're fadin' away, like the pill under my tongue We seriously never even touched, it sucks I'ma put your name in my skin, mix the ink in my blood It's so fucked So tell me what is love If I ever had it, if I ever had it Did I really want it? And why can't I remember? I cannot remember I took the black two-seater when you pushed me away Into the dark, I only want what's best for you, baby I reach out to you, but slowly If there's passion there, then show me Fast, hard It's a slow drug And I swear that But it's true love These are true lines Saw you in the back of the club again And we just started textin' again And now you sendin' pictures to my phone, like I just can't resist I'm tryin' not to let you feel missed (Tryin' so hard) And now we're in the bar, like 6 PM And now we took a bottle to your bed Listenin' to Slowdive, eyes like so-so red And I can't stop starin' at the back of your neck And you think you can make me love again I swear that I will never feel a thing Hollow shell, quiet hell, but you're so into me Screamin', "Why don't you love me back?!" 'Cause it's GothBoiClique, 'til my lungs collapse GothBoi, I'm the one you can't avoid No choice, baby, I be makin' noise GothBoi, I'm the one you can't avoid No choice, no choice Lookin' for you in the back of the club Lookin' for her in the back of the club, fucked up Everybody know I numb it with the drugs Everybody know I numb it with the drugs48EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> I gotta go right now, that's all Nothing to it, don't expect no call Y'all been plotting on me, praying I fall I been working, I been giving my all I gotta go right now, that's all Nothing to it, don't expect no call Y'all been plotting on me, praying I fall I been working, I been giving my all She was the one with the broken smile Now that it's done, she was the one She was the one that was worth my time Now that she gone, I know that I'm wrong She was the one with the broken smile Now that it's done, she was the one She was the one that was worth my time Now that she gone, I know that I'm wrong One more chance to give and that's all I have All I have left in my heart I've been through enough to know

When you're sad and we're far apart Give me some time and I'ma make you mine again (Yeah) Give me a line so I can write you a line again (Yeah) Give me some time and I'ma make you mine again (Yeah) Give me a line so I can write you a line again (Yeah) She was the one with the broken smile Now that it's done, she was the one She was the one that was worth my time Now that she gone, I know that I'm wrong She was the one with the broken smile Now that it's done, she was the one She was the one that was worth my time Now that she gone, I know that I'm wrong One more chance to give and that's all I have, all I have She was the one with the broken smile She was the one that was worth my time87EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> You let me down just like my drug Ayy, call my plug (Prrt) Lookin' at the ground while she suck my blood (Blood) Baby, let me down just like my drug (Drug) I can see a frown when I call my plug I ain't off that brown but I love my mud Lookin' at the ground while she suck my blood (Uhh) Oh, baby, let me down just like my drug (Drug) I can see a frown when I call my plug I ain't off that brown but I love my mud And she don't know shit 'bout me And she ain't gettin' nothin' but some dick out me She be in the club, without me But that's okay, she always pick out me I be in The Bay, I be in LA I be on stage, bitches kissin' on my face What I'm tryna say Let's take it by the day I'm the one you want, not the one you tryna save I got a broken heart, you were like a blade Tearing me apart, but I kinda like the pain She like it when it rain She like that I'm insane I like it that she gay She like me for my brain Lil Bo Peep Lookin' at the ground while she suck my blood (Uhh) Baby, let me down just like my drug (Drug) I can see a frown when I call my plug I ain't off that brown but I love my mud And she don't know shit 'bout me And she ain't gettin' nothin', but some dick out me She be in the club, without me But that's okay, she always pick out me41EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Yeah, I don't wanna do you like that Why you gotta do me like that? 'Cause I got face tats and my boots black I don't wanna go to school, I'on like that Everybody think I'm cool, I'on like that Codeine by the pool while I write raps Spend money like a fool, I'ma make it back I don't wanna lose you I don't wanna hate you I don't wanna do you like that Why you gotta do me like that? 'Cause I got face tats and my boots black I don't wanna go to school, I'on like that Everybody think I'm cool, I'on like that Codeine by the pool while I write raps Spend money like a fool, I'ma make it back I'ma have a couple million when I'm 21 Shawty told me that she thought that I was 21 Now she want me even more 'cause I'm fuckin' young Hatin' on me, 24, you a fuckin' bum Bitch, I'm always off them drugs when I'm in the club I ain’t smokin' on a dub, I got lots of bud All these bitches fall in love, but I'm not the plug All these bitches fall in love, I'm the only one Say wassup I don't wanna lose you I don't wanna hate you I don't wanna do you like that Why you gotta do me like that?

'Cause I got face tats and my boots black I don't wanna go to school, I'on like that Everybody think I'm cool, I'on like that Codeine by the pool while I write raps Spend money like a fool, I'ma make it back I'ma have a couple million when I'm 21 Shawty told me that she thought that I was 21 Now she want me even more 'cause I'm fuckin' young Hatin' on me, 24, you a fuckin' bum Bitch I'm always off them drugs when I'm in the club I ain’t smokin' on a dub, I got lots of bud All these bitches fall in love, but I'm not the plug All these bitches fall in love, I'm the only one Say wassup58EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Cry alone right now I just did a line of blow right now I don't wanna cry alone right now Kissing on styrofoam right now I don't wanna cry alone right now Kissing on styrofoam right now I don't wanna die alone right now I just did a line of blow right now I don't wanna cry alone right now Kissing on styrofoam right now I don't wanna die alone right now I just did a line of blow right now I hate everybody in my hometown I wanna burn my old high school into the ground I hate everybody in my hometown Tell the rich kids to look at me now I don't wanna cry alone right now Kissing on styrofoam right now I don't wanna die alone right now I just did a line of blow right now When I fly back to my hometown I feel like everybody hate me in my hometown I hate everybody in my hometown Tell the rich kids to look at me now I don't wanna cry alone right now Kissing on styrofoam right now I don't wanna die alone right now I just did a line of blow right now When I fly back to my hometown I feel like everybody hate me in my hometown I hate everybody in my hometown Tell the rich kids to look at me now I hate everybody in my hometown I wanna burn my old high school into the ground I hate everybody in my hometown Tell the rich kids to look at me now I really hate it when I cry alone out loud I really hate it when I cry alone out loud91EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Yeah, ayy Yeah, yeah Nobody wants to talk to me, but everyone wants to walk with me And I always been that kid, maybe I won't be if I live Long enough, but I think I'ma die now, oh-oh, ayy, ayy I just keep it to myself and I try not to cry too loud I just wanna lay my head on your chest, so I'm close as it gets to your heart We can fall apart, start over again Nobody knows me, nobody knows one thing about me Everyone doubts me But I'ma make it all come true, and I do it for you I know all about the pain that you go through Nobody wants to talk to me, but everyone wants to walk with me And I always been that kid, maybe I won't be if I live Long enough, but I think I'ma die now, oh-oh, ayy, ayy I just keep it to myself and I try not to cry too loud I just wanna lay my head on your chest, so I'm close as it gets to your heart We can fall apart, start over again Nobody knows me, nobody knows one thing about me Everyone doubts me But I'ma make it all come true, and I do it for you I know all about the pain that you go through70EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS>

<BOS> Go back there Everybody so fake Everybody act like that they care Away from here Everybody so fake Everybody so fake, I swear Go back there, yeah Take me away from here Everybody so fake Everybody so fake, I swear But I don't wanna go back there Everybody so fake Everybody act like they care Take me away from here Everybody so fake Everybody so fake, I swear But I don't wanna go back there Everybody so fake Everybody act like they care Everybody act like they care Why the fuck do everybody act like they care? I was dying and nobody was there Please don't cry, baby, life ain't fair I run away from my problems I do the drugs when I want 'em I ran away from my momma Don't bother me with no drama Now I'm looking for a ghost girl (Ghost girl) I ain't never gonna find her (Find her) Pain pills with my coke, girl (Coke, girl) You know I gotta get high first (High first) Now I'm looking for a ghost girl I ain't never gonna find her You were everything I know, girl Ain't it funny how life work? (Ain't it funny how life work?) Take me away from here Everybody so fake Everybody so fake, I swear But I don't wanna go back there Everybody so fake Everybody act like they care Take me away from here Everybody so fake Everybody so fake, I swear But I don't wanna go back there Everybody so fake Everybody act like they care Everybody act like they care Why the fuck do everybody act like they care? I was dying and nobody was there Please don't cry, baby, life ain't fair I run away from my problems I do the drugs when I wanna I ran away from my momma Don't bother me with no drama (I run away from my problems) (I run away from my problems)81EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Fuck me like we're lyin' on our deathbed I can feel the sudden emptiness I'm here to grant your one last wish, so Fuck me like we're lyin' on our deathbed Hear the sadness in your laughter She's afraid of what comes after me, true love I don't know when I'll be back in town (Back in town) All I know is that she'll wait around, for me All I know is that she'll hold me down (All I know is that she'll hold me down) My girl keeps all ten toes on the ground, for me I can feel it, I can feel it now I can feel you watchin' after me, holdin' my breath Catch a feelin' Catch a feelin' now I still feel your skin all over me Sex with my ex Fuck me like we're lyin' on our deathbed I can feel the sudden emptiness I'm here to grant your one last wish, so Fuck me like we're lyin' on our deathbed I can feel the sudden emptiness I'm here to grant your one last wish, so I don't know when I'll be back in town (Back in town) All I know is that she'll wait around, for me

All I know is that she'll hold me down (All I know is that she'll hold me down) My girl keeps all ten toes on the ground, for me I can feel it, I can feel it now I can feel you watchin' after me, holdin' my breath Catch a feelin' Catch a feelin' now I still feel your skin all over me Sex with my ex Fuck me like we're lyin' on our deathbed I can feel the sudden emptiness I'm here to grant your one last wish, so Fuck me like we're lyin' on our deathbed I can feel the sudden emptiness I'm here to grant your one last wish, so Fuck me like we're lyin' on our deathbed I can feel the sudden emptiness I'm here to grant your one last wish, so (Fuck me)70EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Uh-uh Ayy Ain't nobody ever told you how I love you Nobody ever told you how I feel about you Okay, I admit I wanna fuck you But it doesn't change the way I feel about you I been by myself for a long time I just wish that I could know if I was on your mind Runnin' out of time I just wish that I could know if you were by my side On the day I die, would you even cry? If I end my life, would you hold me tight then? Uh-uh Ayy Ain't nobody ever told you how I love you Nobody ever told you how I feel about you Okay, I admit I wanna fuck you But it doesn't change the way I feel about you I been by myself for a long time I just wish that I could know if I was on your mind Runnin' out of time I just wish that I could know if you were by my side On the day I die, would you even cry? If I end my life, would you hold me tight then?72EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> This is a certified hood classic Kill myself My life is goin' nowhere I want everyone to know that I— I used to wanna kill myself Came up, still wanna kill myself My life is goin' nowhere I want everyone to know that I don't care I used to wanna kill myself Came up, still wanna kill myself My life is goin' nowhere I want everyone to know that I don't care Baby girl, you got nothing on her You're the only one that could ever compare I can't hear what you're tryin' to say Club lights shining on the side of your face Cocaine love, it goes straight to your brain Why the fuck is everybody the same? Fuck my life, tell that bitch I'm insane Lil Peep shawty, let me silence your pain I used to wanna kill myself Came up, still wanna kill myself My life is goin' nowhere I want everyone to know that I don't care I used to wanna kill myself Came up, still wanna kill myself My life is goin' nowhere I want everyone to know that I don't care Baby girl, you got nothing on her You're the only one that could ever compare I can't hear what you're tryin' to say

Club lights shining on the side of your face68EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Charlie Shuffler on the beat I just wanna see you smile I just wanna make you mine We can spend time, smoke away the time We can go anywhere you ever wanted Anything you ever dreamed I can make your dreams come true (Come true) I'll be on my own, no crew (Crew) Out here makin' these moves (Yeah yeah) Singin' these big city blues (City, yeah) I don't wanna think about you (Nah, nah) Every time I think about you (You) I swear I fall in love again (Damn) I remember everything you said Promise me it's real (Yeah) Girl, I got a deal (Got a deal) You could be my girl if I could be your world Promise me it's real (Yeah) Girl, I got a deal (Ayy) You could be my girl if I could be your world Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Cold Hart, Cold Hart And we can leave this club And we can get fucked up In the back of the Chevy Girl, I felt your heart beatin' heavy for me (Woah) And I just wanna see you shine (Shine) Girl, you got stars for eyes (You do) And she sweet like Texas tea With an ass from Tennessee And we can take the long way home 'Cause I don't wanna see you go Sittin' drinkin' whiskey, hopin' that you'll miss me Baby, say you do (Please say you do) Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Maybe say you do Charlie Shuffler on the beat51EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Bitch, I feel like Fish Narc I'm kissin' styrofoam Who know what I be on? That's what I be on She know what I be on Who know what I be on? That's what I be on, baby, move along I keep movin' on I keep movin' on We keep makin' up, I keep movin' on We keep makin' up I keep movin' on We keep making up, I can't make it up Somebody wake me up, yeah Pulled up with my whole team Mackned swervin' in a white Beam', yeah GothBoiClique, tryna stay clean, yeah GothBoiClique, we got big dreams And my new bitch, on a movie screen And my old bitch, she a groupie teen Yeah, I break hearts, I'm with Cold Hart I'm with Horse Head, whip it like a Nascar, yeah Wicca Phase Task Force, yeah (I'm kissin' styrofoam!) Baby, you get what you ask for I'm kissin' styrofoam Who know what I be on? That's what I be on She know what I be on Who know what I be on? That's what I be on, baby, move along I keep movin' on I keep movin' on We keep makin' up, I keep movin' on We keep makin' up I keep movin' on We keep makin' up, I can't make it up Somebody wake me up, yeah I'm kissin' styrofoam (Yeah, yeah) Who know what I be on (What, what?) (I'm kissin' styrofoam) Who know what we be on Who know what we be on Who know what we be on They be like, yeah, what do they be on? (They be on)

In the back of the club, what do they be on? (They be on) I know what I be on (What I be on) It's that styrofoam (It's that styrofoam), it's that styrofoam It's that styrofoam (I'm kissin' styrofoam) Yeah, pour up It's the pain pills, yah Man, it's gettin' real, it's the pain pills Man, it's gettin' real, it's the pain pills Yeah, yeah It's the pain pills (Woo), man, it's gettin' real (Uh) I'm kissin' styrofoam (Yeah) Who know what I be on? (Yeah) That's what I be on (Ah) Who's shoulder you be cryin' on? (Yeah, yeah) Who's shoulder you be lyin' on? (Who's shoulder you be lyin' on?) Who's name do you be lyin' on? (Who's name do you be lyin' on?) Yeah Makin' up I keep movin' on55EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Club lights, we fight every night (Every night) Baby, I don't wanna do that (I don't wanna do that) Your type, jeans tight, Dirty Sprite (Dirty Sprite) She like, "How the fuck you do that?" (How the fuck you do that?) I can't be there all the time (All the time) But you know I gotta prove that (Know I gotta prove that) I can't leave here anytime soon (Nah) I got somethin' to do, yeah Walk away as the door slams (Door slams) You got blood on your poor hands (Poor hands) I just wanted to help, now I'm goin' to hell Walk away as the door slams Yeah, I know you wanna FaceTime, baby, I have Samsung When I met your mom, she told me I was handsome You told me I'm sexy, do you still think that? You told me you loved me, do you still think that? 3 AM, climbin' through your window Ounce of the kush, blowin' smoke out your window You're a thousand miles away, I snort a thousand lines Step inside the club, cameras flashin' in my eyes 3 AM, climbin' through your window Ounce of the kush, blowin' smoke out your window You're a thousand miles away, I snort a thousand lines Step inside the club, cameras flashin' in my eyes Club lights, we fight every night (Every night) Baby, I don't wanna do that (I don't wanna do that) Your type, jeans tight, Dirty Sprite (Dirty Sprite) She like, "How the fuck you do that?" (How the fuck you do that?) I can't be there all the time (All the time) But you know I gotta prove that (Know I gotta prove that) I can't leave here anytime soon (Nah) I got somethin' to do, yeah Walk away as the door slams (Door slams) You got blood on your poor hands (Poor hands) I just wanted to help, now I'm goin' to hell Walk away as the door slams50EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Feels like we're a world away But we in the same room, be my girl today at least She don't even know my name But she look me in the eyes like she know my pain, that's me And she always let me be myself, she don't ever take bread She don't need no help, that's real While I'm busy tryna get my wealth She ain't worry about a thing except my dick and my health, that's real She sees the things that you don't see She breathes the air that you don't breathe She bleeds the blood that you don't bleed She looks at me like she loves me She sees the things that you don't see She breathes the air that you don't breathe She bleeds the blood that you don't bleed She looks at me like she loves me Feels like we're a world away But we in the same room, be my girl today at least She don't even know my name But she look me in the eyes like she know my pain, that's me And she always let me be myself, she don't ever take bread She don't need no help that's real While I'm busy tryna get my wealth

She ain't worry about a thing except my dick and my health that's real She sees the things that you don't see She breathes the air that you don't breathe She bleeds the blood that you don't bleed She looks at me like she loves me She sees the things that you don't see She breathes the air that you don't breathe She bleeds the blood that you don't bleed She looks at me like she loves me58EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Charlie Shuffler on the beat Change my name, shave my head Tell my friends that I'm dead Run away from the pain, yesterday is not today Yesterday is not today, yesterday is not today Yesterday is not today Yesterday is not today is not the same Today is gonna be the day that I'm gonna come back to you I know, I did a little blow and I never wrote back to you My love, I wanna give it all to you Baby, I just wanna ball with you I couldn't see the end was comin' near the way I do About you now Change my name, shave my head Tell my friends that I'm dead Run away from the pain, yesterday is not today Yesterday is not today, yesterday is not today Yesterday is not today Yesterday is not today is not the same33EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> No-one wants to kiss a girl in black Worry 'bout yourself, baby, I'll be good I just wanna die in peace tonight You can see it in my face, so I wear my hood Feelin' like it's five degrees tonight Everybody cold where I come from Cut your mans down, you was lookin' for a come up Next summer, I'll be on an island, with your bitch and a bottle And a pocket full of numbers Don't stutter, slang from the gutter Got bang for ya butter Got my name from my mother No other, shinin' through the shutter Say she over me, whatever 'Cause she underneath my cover (Ushio!) Bet you wish you had my flow I know I'm dope, I could ask your ho Bet you wish you got me mad You don't, you won't, not never Stop blowin' up my phone Yo, run that shit back for me Worry 'bout yourself, baby, I'll be good I just wanna die in peace tonight You can see it in my face, so I wear my hood Feelin' like it's five degrees tonight (Ushio!) Everybody cold where I come from Cut your mans down, you was lookin' for a come up Next summer, I'll be on a island, with your bitch and a bottle And a pocket full of numbers52EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Leave me alone, just leave me alone I'm growin' so tired of this How do you fight the feelin'? How do you fight the feelin', bitch? (Bitch) She callin' my phone, she callin' my phone I put it on quiet quick (Quick) I ain't never gon' answer it I ain't never gon' pick up my phone, girl I'm all on my own, I'm all on my own I know you ain't high as this Puttin' my mind to shit Give me some time, I be flyin', bitch Breakin' my bones, you breakin' my bones You want me to line my wrist I ain't gon' do it for you I'm gon' do it for me, 'cause it help me forget I ain't gon' do it for you I'm gon' do it for me 'cause I'm tryna get rich

I ain't gon' put on a Tommy If I don't got Tommy to put on my bitch I'm doin' my thing Now, bitch, I can sing, so don't expect all my flows, I just switch Step in this bitch, let these hoes feel my drip If you ain't smokin' on some, I'ma dip (Skrrt) Leave me alone, just leave me alone I'm growin' so tired of this (What) How do you fight the feelin'? How do you fight the feelin', bitch? (Bitch) She callin' my phone, she callin' my phone I put it on quiet quick I ain't never gon' answer it I ain't never gon' pick up my phone, girl When you are on your own Just know that I love you I won't pick up the phone Just know that I need you116EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Spent a lot of time in the background You know I spent a lot of time in the background Everytime that we together, I black out Everytime that we together, she tap out I remember, but she part of my past now I remember all this shit from the past now Took a pill and we passed out I made a deal with the devil You know I got my problems (Problems) Know you got yours too (Know you got yours too) Hold on to my revolver (Revolver) They ain't lookin' for you (They ain't lookin' for you) Oh, girl, don't even bother (Bother) Why she act brand new? (Why she act brand new?) Take what the devil offers (Offers) I got nothin' to lose (I got nothin' to lose) (I got my problems) Spent a lot of time in the background You know I spent a lot of time in the background Everytime that we together, I black out Everytime that we together, she tap out I remember, but she part of my past now I remember all this shit from the past now Took a pill and we passed out I made a deal with the devil You know I got my problems (Problems) Know you got yours too (Know you got yours too) Hold on to my revolver (Revolver) They ain't lookin' for you (They ain't lookin' for you) Oh, girl, don't even bother (Bother) Why she act brand new? (Why she act brand new?) Take what the devil offers (Offers) I got nothin' to lose (I got nothin' to lose)40EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> I don't wanna die alone right now, but I admit I do sometimes These drugs are callin' me, do one more line, don't fall asleep This is the song they played when I crashed into the wall This is the girl I told that we could have it all This is the life I made and I can't go back to fall Back to fall, back to everyone I ever knew at all Back to small town blues, and not a clue of what's goin' on Back to old routines, and wedding rings and livin' at the mall, yeah I don't wanna die alone right now, but I admit I do sometimes These drugs are callin' me, do one more line, don't fall asleep This is the song they played when I crashed into the wall This is the girl I told that we could have it all Baby, I'm a drug, you're addicted to my love I thought you were the one, but you were just another one Call me Hellboy, I got fire in my blunt Don't call me emo, don't call me punk I'm a vampire, bitch, I'm countin' money up I'm with Lil Peep, yeah, we hotter than the sun You should tell your boyfriend stop tryna be like us Tatted up my face, baby, I don't give a fuck I don't wanna die alone right now, but I admit I do sometimes These drugs are callin' me, do one more line, don't fall asleep56EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> (Yeah, keep it going, one more time) Alright, lemme go SESH

Life in the background, up and down the mountain Then it's back to the flat-ground, hold me while I'm drownin' If tonight was my last night, I would keep on countin' 'Til the reaper got ahold of me then I would take my last flight Where ever did you go? I've been waitin' for weeks I don't think I'm gonna make it, but don't take it from me So it seems every time that I die, I wake up When it's time to meet my maker, I'll be ready for him Got your glass slippers on, lookin' like you're Cinderella Girl, what you sippin' on? Room spinnin' like propellers Boy, what you trippin' on? How I make these pussies jealous Watch your girl sing along, say she want an acapella I could give you what you want 'til my body in the mud King of the fuckin' swamp, name a drug, I got the plug Shawty say my house is haunted, I say I don't give a fuck Somethin's watchin' over me and see me smoke a 'milla (SESH) Drunk kickin', dutch lickin', he said he can't fuck with me Fuck this and fuck with me, I'ma take your luck with me Bitch, what the fuck it do? TeamSESH drippin' on the 1s and the 2s Fuck your crew and fuck you too Edge of the swamp, 'nother drug go through Life in the background, up and down the mountain Then it's back to the flat-ground, hold me while I'm drownin' If tonight was my last night, I would keep on countin' 'Til the reaper got ahold of me then I would take my last flight Where ever did you go? I've been waitin' for weeks I don't think I'm gonna make it, but don't take it from me So it seems every time that I die, I wake up When it's time to meet my maker, I'll be ready for him47EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Layin' on my back now, lay another track down Brought the black cats out, bad luck If you wanna snap now, try not take a cap now I'll bring the black cats out, now you fucked (Fuck) Watch out for the pigs while I ride real slow Smoking thraxx, read my tats from the backseat (Thraxx) Why you throwin' shade like you finna phase me? You a ho ass bitch, need a Maxi (Bitch) Pad for your pussy blood dripping down your skinny's I could serve you for some 20's, but my raps free Young bitch, I got plenty, on my bottle it say Remy On my belt that shit say Fendi and the back green (Clean) Got me talkin' 'bout my clothes girl (Clothes girl) When I fall, won't you pick me up (Won't you pick me up) I'm talkin' 'bout my old girl (Old girl) When I call, she don't pick it up (Pick it up) My head hurt from the drugs (Drugs) It's somethin' in the bud, man, I need a new plug (New plug) I feel it in my veins All my bitches dumb 'cause they give me all their brains Put me on the map now, I could hold a map down See me in the background, rolling up (Yeah, yeah) I don't gotta rap loud, bitch, I got that trap sound Hold on to my strap with the Cobra Clutch Watch out for the bitch in the black Range Rove' Drivin' fast while she listenin' to Max B (What?) Got the tats on her ass and the black ski mask in the back If you tryna get yo' ass beat One for the money, blow, two for the show My flow go perfect with a sad beat (Sad beat) Everywhere I go, all I ever see is snow In the summertime, pussy make me happy (Make me happy) That's that real music, man Come back home, motherfuckers see how real it is, man He said like, "Damn man" like, you know 'Cause, the world is so big, you feel me? And you like I wanna spread so much love, you know? It's like, man, I got a lot of love to spread And, I just want the world Got me talkin' 'bout my clothes girl (Yeah) You feel me, I want the world to hear it, you know? So it's like, I'm cryin' for everybody, man Won't you pick me up (Yeah) And for real love man, 'cause that's where the music comes from man I'm talkin' 'bout my old girl (Yeah) It's just 100 percent love man, you know? When I call she don't pick it up (Yeah) This is... this where we at, man, this is the home, man My head hurt from the drugs This is where motherfuckers started somethin' It's somethin' in the bud man, I need a new plug (Yeah) You know, nothing's promised, man I feel it in my veins So we just doin' what we do, man Shouts out to Based fam, you know everybody that believe in me Everybody that's holdin' it down, you know, uh50EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS>

<BOS> Haardtek Have you ever seen a man this rich, this broke? This lost in the smoke? Please pray for me I can never hide, my ghost come everywhere I go Tell Heaven, "don't wait for me" Satan waitin' at the gate for me I heard this bitch bump Lil Peep faithfully That's why these pussies got hate for me 'Cause they was busy chasin' bitches, I was chasin' dreams Throw me off the edge, I'll fall Lookin' up at 'em like I never even knew 'em at all I remember walkin' around in the hall And then the bell rang and I took something then I couldn't recall Makin' you cry the way that she did, I can't forgive myself for And if you want me to, I'll kill myself, but I'm already in hell for it You used to love me then, I know it's not the same But this is not the end 'cause everything gon' change When I get that Benz, I'ma pull up in the rain and I'm gon' say You wouldn't wait (Skrrt) Have you ever seen a man this rich, this broke? This lost in the smoke? Please pray for me I can never hide, my ghost come everywhere I go Tell Heaven, "don't wait for me" Satan waitin' at the gate for me I heard this bitch bump Lil Peep faithfully That's why these pussies got hate for me 'Cause they was busy chasin' bitches, I was chasin' dreams Throw me off the edge, I'll fall Lookin' up at 'em like I never even knew 'em at all I remember walkin' around in the hall And then the bell rang and I took something then I couldn't recall Makin' you cry the way that she did, I can't forgive myself for And if you want me to, I'll kill myself, but I'm already in Hell for it44EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Fucked up, yeah Girl, you got me fucked up, yeah I ain't gonna lie, I'ma keep it real I don't wanna tell you how I feel I just wanna get you to my room We can do whatever that we wanted to do Rip my shirt, kiss my neck Throw me on the floor girl, make me sweat Scratch my back, make me bleed I could be whatever that you want me to be I could do whatever that you wanted from me Want a little blow, I can get it for free Want a little dough, you can get it for free Haven't been home in a minute, I've been fucked up I've been all the way fucked up Girl, you got me fucked up One chance and I fucked it up I was fucked up Baby, I've been fucked up Girl, you got me fucked up One chance and I fucked it up I was fucked up Baby, I've been fucked up I ain't gonna lie, I'ma keep it real I don't wanna tell you how I feel I just wanna get you to my room We can do whatever that we wanted to do Rip my shirt, kiss my neck Throw me on the floor girl, make me sweat Scratch my back, make me bleed I could be whatever that you want me to be I could do whatever that you wanted from me Want a little blow, I can get it for free Want a little dough, you can get it for free Haven't been home in a minute, I've been fucked up I've been all the way fucked up Girl, you got me fucked up One chance and I fucked it up I was fucked up Baby, I've been fucked up Girl, you got me fucked up One chance and I fucked it up I was fucked up Baby, I've been fucked up31EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Juggin' on a Friday, but saw you on the freeway (Skrrt) How could I forget that face, I don't even know your name

I'm in love with a ghost girl, all alone in a lonely world I just really wanna find her, I'ma do another line first Lyin' on the asphalt, Lil Peep, blacked out Fuckin' with the CokeWave, let my man Max out I be on some real shit, get it from my OG I don't wanna hear shit, shawty, what you told me? I don't give a fuck, bitch, I be on my lonely Lookin' for the right girl, why you all up on me? Love me for a night, girl, hate me in the mornin' Yeah, I know you're tight girl, so I make her blow me Lil Peep Look me in my eyes, girl (Look me in my eyes, girl) Tell me if you think that it's a lie, girl (Lie, girl) Gettin' tired of your girl (Gettin' tired of your girl) I know I need my own girl, my girl (My girl) Look me in my eyes, girl (Look me in my eyes, girl) Tell me if you think that it's a lie, girl (Lie, girl) Gettin' tired of your girl (Gettin' tired of your girl) I know I need my own girl Juggin' on a Friday, but saw you on the freeway (Skrrt) How could I forget that face, I don't even know your name I'm in love with a ghost girl, all alone in a lonely world I just really wanna find her, I'ma do another line first53EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Charlie Shuffler Ayy, yeah GothBoiClique Hold on, baby, could you wait here? Promise I'll be right back I'ma catch a flight back Tell me, would you stay here? I don't wanna hurt you Girl, you know I'm right Getting money, yeah, you like that I wrote a letter for you, but you didn't write back I wrote a letter for you, but you didn't write back Calm down, I don't wanna fight like that Girl, calm down, I don't wanna fight like that I wrote a letter for you, but you didn't write back I wrote a song for you, but you didn't like that I wrote a letter for you, but you didn't write back I wrote a song for you, probably didn't listen at all I wanna take my life just to give it to you I wanna take my life just to give it to you I wanna make things right (Make things right) I wanna make things right (I wanna make things right) I wanna take my life just to give it to you I wanna make things right, girl, I do it for you Take my life I wanna make things right GothBoiClique Hold on, baby, could you wait here? Promise I'll be right back I'ma catch a flight back Tell me, would you stay here? I don't wanna hurt you Girl, you know I'm right Getting money, yeah, you like that I wrote a letter for you, but you didn't write back I wrote a letter for you, but you didn't write back Calm down, I don't wanna fight like that Girl, calm down, I don't wanna fight like that I wrote a letter for you, but you didn't write back I wrote a song for you, but you didn't like that I wrote a letter for you, but you didn't write back I wrote a song for you, probably didn't listen at all Charlie Shuffler29EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> I mean it been going on and building up for so many years that I was.. ya'know... suicidal, I mean I just didn't wanna live; so I just thought, "If I'm gonna die, if I'm gonna kill myself, I should take some drugs" ya'know... huh. I remember when you used to hold me close and say you love me (Say you love me) Now you actin' like a ghost and that's okay, I know I'm ugly (I know I'm ugly) Now I'm swervin' in the ghost and I'm okay, I'm gettin' money (I'm gettin' money) Now I'm switchin' up the coast, get out my way I stop for nothin' (I stop for... Skrrt) Give me some time and give me your patience (Patience) Came in the game last month, fuck the game, I'm done (Game, I'm done) Give me a sign and I'm gonna take it (Ahh) Whatever way I want, bitch, I get paid up front (Clout, clout) I'm gettin' mine, so fuck all your placements (Fuck)

Baby face, I'm young, fuck the place I'm from (Place I'm from) Don't hit my line and say somethin' basic (Skrrt..rrrt) If it ain't about the money, please don't waste no time (Waste no time) Lookin' off the edge, and I'm picturin' the fall 'cause I don't want to break my legs and have to carry on (Hey) If I carry on, I'm gon' need some marijuana Put it in my bong, then I make another song May as well become a junkie because I felt like a junkie everyday, ya'know? Waking up starving, just forcing myself to eat, ya'know, barfing it back up... it's like... I'm in pain all the time.35EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Cry me a river, I'ma buy you a belt But the pain's still the same and this guap don't help (And this guap don't help... at all) Drop a molly in my Sprite, leave that right on the shelf Where the white? Where the white? Only time that she yell, only time that she yell (Only time that she yell) That ain't right Ripped jeans, big screens, bad bitch and she 18 She could be my lady, you could be my lady Hate me, everybody hate me Every day I wake up, everything achin' You ain't got no loyalty, then I got no respect You ain't got no loyalty, then I got no respect I got no respect, I got no respect You ain't got no loyalty, then I got no respect Everybody know I'm next, got these bitches sendin' texts Bitches sendin' texts 'cause they know that I'm up next, yeah I'm on a jet, yeah, on a jet I'm takin' bets, I'm takin' bets What did you expect? What did you expect? What did you expect? What did you expect? What did you expect? What did you expect? What did you expect, baby? What did you expect for me to do for you? (for you) What do you think I have to offer you? It's cold outside tonight and I And I don't got a roof over my head It's cold outside tonight (it's cold outside) I remember when we shared that same apartment I loved it, and I... and I, and I And now I'm holdin' grudges (holdin' grudges, yeah) But fuck it, I don't care no more I don't care, I don't care at all Not enough Not enough at all Ripped jeans, big screens, bad bitch and she 18 She could be my lady, you could be my lady Hate me, everybody hate me Every day I wake up, everything achin' You ain't got no loyalty, then I got no respect You ain't got no loyalty, then I got no respect I got no respect, I got no respect Everybody know I'm next, got these bitches sendin' texts I got no respect, I got no respect I got no respect, baby, I got no respect for you I got no respect, yeah What did you expect? Yeah, yeah What did you expect? Everybody hate me, everything achin' Everything achin' I got no respect, I got no respect35EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Yeah-eah-eah-eah She's tryna find the words, I'm tryna find this girl But it's so dark, under club lights I don't pick it up much, I don't feel right She's tryna find the words, I'm tryna find this girl But it's so dark, and I was under club lights Call me on my iPhone, I don't pick it up much I've been losin' friends, I don't feel right Four gold chains, gave two to my brothers (Two to my brothers) Fame bring pain, but the pain make money (Pain make money) Keep it one hunnit, baby girl, what's your number? (Girl, what's your number?) Girls numb the pain and the drugs get me numb-er Four gold chains, gave two to my brothers (Two to my brothers) Fame bring pain, but the pain make money (Pain make money) Keep it one hunnit, baby girl, what's your number? (Girl, what's your number?) Girls numb the pain and the drugs get me numb-er (Drugs get me numb-er) Four gold chains, gave two to my brothers (Two to my brothers) Four gold chains, gave two to my brothers (Two to my brothers)

I need four whips, so I can give 'em to my brothers, yeah (Give 'em to my brothers) I need four cribs, so I can give 'em to my mother, yeah (Give 'em to my mother, yeah) My mother, that's for my mother, yeah... Four gold chains, gave two to my brothers <EOS> <BOS> Catch a feelin' for me Catch a feelin' for me Catch a feelin' for my lifestyle (Feelin' for my lifestyle) Poppin' pills for free Poppin' pills for free Pop that pussy for me right now (Right now) Leanin' back in my seat Leanin' back in my seat Got me thinkin' bout my life now (Life now) I wish that I could see you right now (Right now) Bury me with all the lights out Woke up surprised Am I really alive? I was trying to die last night, survived suicide last night Woke up surprised Am I really alive? I was tryin' to die last night, survived suicide last night Catch a feelin' for me Catch a feelin' for me Catch a feelin' for my lifestyle (Feelin' for my lifestyle) Poppin' pills for free Poppin' pills for free Pop that pussy for me right now (Right now) Leanin' back in my seat Leanin' back in my seat Got me thinkin' bout my life now (Life now) I wish that I could see you right now (Right now) Bury me with all the lights out Woke up surprised Am I really alive? I was trying to die last night, survived suicide last night Woke up surprised Am I really alive? I was trying to die last night, survived suicide last night Everything you say about me All I ever think about Every time I hear your name it Makes me wanna fuckin' shout Everything you say about me All I ever think about Every time I hear your name it Makes me wanna fuckin' shout I can't feel the tension, we know We can't feel the tension, I know You can't feel the tension, let's just Run away forever, let's just Catch a feeling for me Catch a feeling for me Catch a feeling for my lifestyle (Feelin' for my lifestyle) Poppin' pills for free (Poppin' pills for free) Pop that pussy for me right now (Right now)53EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Yo, throw me the keys, bruh Motorola phone, I ain't goin' home I won't go to work, mama hate me and I know it though (And I know it though) I'm a bad kid with a bad ho With a fast whip, hit the gas, I'm an asshole Drive by at 125 (125) Drive by at 125 (125) Fly by at 125 (125) I'ma die, I ain't even 25 (Ayy) Drive by at 125 (125) Drive by at 125 (125) Fly by at 125 (125) I'ma die, I ain't even 25 (Ayy, yeah) Slide by doing 225 (225) I smoke like I don't play because I gotta stay high (Stay high) I smoke 200 blunts just to get me through the night (Get me through the night) And then I text her back and told her, "We ain’t gotta fight" (We ain’t gotta fight) I pulled up with my niggas and you know we keep it tight (Tight) We pulled up to the party, we ain't even tryna fight (We ain't even tryna fight) I'm feeling good, I'm feeling better than aight (Aight) I smoke 100 blunts and then I ride into the night, yeah (Night) Motorola phone, I ain't goin' home

I won't go to work, mama hate me and I know it though (And I know it though) I'm a bad kid with a bad ho With a fast whip, hit the gas, I'm an asshole Drive by at 125 (125) Drive by at 125 (125) Fly by at 125 (125) I'ma die, I ain't even 25 (Ayy) Drive by at 125 (125) Drive by at 125 (125) Fly by at 125 (125) I'ma die, I ain't even 2535EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> J-J-Jayyeah Hotel rooms and skyscrapers I got a new pair of shoes to impress her She fell in love with the devil, the worst Love now, cry later, it hurts Hotel rooms and skyscrapers I got a new pair of shoes to impress her She fell in love with the devil, the worst Love now, cry later, it hurts Love now, cry later, cry later But, I always take the chance But, I always take the chance If I could save her If I could save her She said she got other plans, damn Hotel rooms and skyscrapers I got a new pair of shoes to impress her She fell in love with the devil, the worst Love now, cry later, it hurts Hotel rooms and skyscrapers I got a new pair of shoes to impress her She fell in love with the devil, the worst Love now, cry later, it hurts24EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> I'm a punk star You don't mind and I don't mind at all (At all) You act kind, I don't act kind at all I ask myself, "Why am I talkin' like this?" Ask yourself, "Do you deserve this treatment?" I was out in Belgium on tour That's the day that I convinced myself that I was truly yours I know that you hear me I know that you hear me I know that you're here, girl I'm at the door I know that you're here, girl Answer the door You don't mind and I don't mind at all, at all You act kind, I don't act kind at all I, I ask myself, "Why am I talkin' like this?" Ask yourself, "Do you deserve this treatment?" No one deserves this treatment No one deserves this treatment Ooh, you don't deserve this treatment (You don't deserve this) I know that you hear me (I know that you hear me) I know that you hear me (I know that you hear me) I know that you hear me, yeah Yeah I was out in Belgium on tour That's the day that I convinced myself that I was truly yours I know that you hear me I know that you hear me, yeah You don't mind and I don't mind at all You act kind, I don't act kind at all (At all) I ask myself, "Why am I talkin' like this?" Ask yourself, "Do you deserve this treatment?" Do you deserve this treatment? Do you deserve this treatment? Deserve this treatment (I know that you hear me)

I was on my own for the past two months I haven't seen a friend's face, in too long On my own That's when I noticed all, all that shit (All that shit) All that shit that fucked me up (That fucked me up, yeah) You act kind, I don't act kind at all, at all37EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> SESH I know that it hurts sometimes, but it's beautiful Workin' every day, now you bleedin' through your cuticles Passin' through a portal as you're sittin' in your cubicle Isn't life beautiful? I think that life is beautiful Tryna keep it cool at your grandfather's funeral Findin' out eventually the feelin' wasn't mutual You were not invited 'cause you're nothin' like the usual Isn't life beautiful? I think that life is beautiful You wanna see your friends, but you're stuck inside a hospital Doctor walks in and he tells you that it's terminal Tumor in your brain and they say that it's inoperable Isn't life beautiful? I think that life is beautiful They'll kill your little brother and they'll tell you he's a criminal They'll fuckin' kill you too, so you better not get physical Welcome to America, that type of shit is typical Isn't life beautiful? I think that life is beautiful Wake up in the mornin', now you doin' the impossible Find out what's important, now you feelin' philosophical When I die I'll pack my bags, move somewhere more affordable Isn't life horrible? I think that life is horrible You think she's adorable, she thinks that you're intolerable You think you can do it, but your chances are improbable Once you feel unstoppable, you run into an obstacle Isn't life comical? I think that life is comical And if you ever need a friend then you got me And in the end, when I die, would you watch me? And if I tried suicide, would you stop me? Would you help me get a grip or would you drop me? Runaway, make friends with the moon Why you trippin'? You'll be with your friends soon There comes a time when everybody meets the same fate I think I'ma die alone inside my room32EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> I can feel your eyesight on my skin, red nightlights Walls close in, walls close in I can feel your eyesight on my skin, red nightlights Walls close in like last night I'm all in like last night I can feel your eyesight on my skin, red nightlights (Whether I'm the one it doesn't matter to you, something about it’s changed, girl, what happened to you?) Walls close in like last night (Whether I'm the one it doesn't matter to you) I'm all in like last night (Something seems strange, girl what happened to you?) She wanna kill me (She wanna kill me) She wanna kill me watch me bleed I know you feel me (I know you feel me) Baby feel me, plant my seed In your head, when I'm dead They will not forget 'bout me In your bed, in my head Living more or less my dream They will not forget 'bout me I got all these hoes on me But I only want my ex So I drown my pain in sex I can feel your eyesight on my skin, red nightlights Walls close in like last night I'm all in like last night I can feel your eyesight on my skin, red nightlights (Whether I'm the one it doesn't matter to you, something about it’s changed, girl, what happened to you?) Walls close in like last night (Whether I'm the one it doesn't matter to you) I'm all in like last night (Something seems strange, girl what happened to you?)33EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Yeah, yeah Ahhhh You know who the fuck is doin' that I used to dream of you, nah I used to lose my sleep from you And now I see right through And everybody wanna fuck with me But I'on fuck with you I used to dream of you, nah I used to lose my sleep from you (From you) And now I see right through

And everybody wanna fuck with me But I'on fuck with you (Nah) I used to scream at you, nah (At you) I used to turn my cheek at you (At you) But now I need you too (You too) And everybody give a fuck 'bout me And I ain't nothin' to you I'm just lookin' at my life while it go down the drain I got pain in my brain, but I don't never complain I'm insane, I'm deranged, I see your face in the rain This ain't no race for the fame, but at this pace I'ma make it Face it, you basic, Lil Peep your replacement I'm takin' your spot I'll give it back when I'm rakin' the guap Maybe not I keep on checkin' my statement I'm checkin' for payments While you checkin' ya plays, bitch (Plays, bitch) I been doin' my own thing lately (Lately) I been holdin' my own thing for safety (For safety) I don't pick up the phone until they pay me (Till they pay me) They askin' me how it feel, I say it's crazy (I say it's crazy) I been doin' my own thing lately (Lately) I been holdin' my own thing for safety (For safety) I don't pick up the phone till they pay me (Till they pay me) They askin' me how it feel, I say it's crazy (It's crazy) It's crazy, It's crazy It's fucking crazy It's crazy, crazy It's crazy, It's crazy It's fucking crazy34EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Every time I hit the dope I have a new dream Havin' visions of everybody who knew me See my face on the motherfuckin' big screen Live forever, bitch, I'm smokin' on that HD Knock, knock, bitch, I'm kickin' in the front door Live forever, get them motherfuckin' blunts rolled Now I pull up and I get it how I want, ho Now I pull up, not on purpose, and I stunt, ho I got problems with your motherfuckin' god I been workin' like I never had a job Every time I hit the dope I have a new dream Havin' visions of everybody who knew me See my face on the motherfuckin' big screen Live forever, bitch, I'm smokin' on that HD Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Knock, knock, bitch, I'm kickin' in the front door Live forever, get them motherfuckin' blunts rolled Now I pull up and I get it how I want, ho Now I pull up, not on purpose, and I stunt, ho I got problems with your motherfuckin' god I been workin' like I never had a job Every time I hit the dope I have a new dream Havin' visions of everybody who knew me See my face on the motherfuckin' big screen Live forever, bitch, I'm smokin' on that HD Knock, knock, bitch, I'm kickin' in the front door Live forever, get them motherfuckin' blunts rolled Now I pull up and I get it how I want, ho Now I pull up, not on purpose, and I stunt, ho I got problems with your motherfuckin' god I been workin' like I never had a job Every time I hit the dope I have a new dream Havin' visions of everybody who knew me See my face on the motherfuckin' big screen Live forever, bitch, I'm smokin' on that HD40EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> GothBoiClique MoneyPosse Good luck, mothafucka From another bitch Ooh, Big-Big Head on the beat Double up my cup and shit Baby call me up, tryna fuck 'Cause she know, I'm finna get the Benz truck Good luck, mothafucka I was in the cut, gettin' sucked from another bitch

Pop another bean, had to double up my cup and shit Call me up, tryna fuck 'Cause she know that I've been gettin' to the bucks Good luck, mothafucka Back of the club, fucked up on some other shit All I ever wanted was a Benz and a bad bitch All I ever wanted was a friend All I ever wanted was a brand new Benz truck Now I wonder where my friends gon' end up Money don't help with the pain, where the drugs at? Make a few racks, call the plug back She like, "Baby, where you goin'? When you comin' back?" I'ma be away for a month When I get back we can fuck I'ma be away for a lifetime Everything I say at the right time Givin' girls cocaine, white wine Everyone afraid of my lifestyle Baby call me up, tryna fuck 'Cause she know, I'm finna get the Benz truck Good luck, mothafucka I was in the cut, gettin' sucked from another bitch Pop another bean, had to double up my cup and shit Call me up, tryna fuck 'Cause she know that I've been gettin' to the bucks Good luck, mothafucka Back of the club, fucked up on some other shit All I ever wanted was a Benz and a bad bitch40EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Call me on my phone, I don't pick it up I ain't never home, I been fuckin' up I don't even know, if I give a fuck about anything I don't give a fuck Call me on my phone, I don't pick it up I been on my own, baby I been fuckin' up I don't even know, if I give a fuck about anything I don't give a fuck about anything Ride till the wheels fall off and my heart stop I can't feel my face but I won't stop Can't stop, girl you know I can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, girl you know it don't stop Fuck me when the beat drop Baby, fuck me till my heart stop Yeah, yuh Fuck me when the beat drop Baby, fuck me till my heart stop (Till my heart stop) Bleeding out my laptop Blood leaking out my laptop Bleeding out my laptop Blood leaking out my laptop Fuck me till my heart stop Call me on my phone I don't pick it up I been on my own, baby I been fuckin' up I don't even know if I give a fuck about anything I don't give a fuck Call me on my phone, I don't pick it up I ain't never home, I been fuckin' up I don't even know, if I give a fuck about anything I don't give a fuck about anything Ride till the wheels fall off and my heart stop I can't feel my face but I won't stop Can't stop, girl you know I can't stop, won't stop Can't stop, girl you know it don't stop Fuck me when the beat drop Baby, fuck me till my heart stop Yeah, yuh Fuck me when the beat drop Baby, fuck me till my heart stop (Till my heart stop) Bleeding out my laptop Blood leaking out my laptop Bleeding out my laptop Blood leaking out my laptop Fuck me till my heart stop (Fuck me till my heart stop)42EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> But I know I wanna take you, leave you alone, ayy Hmmm, hello? I don't really know where I'm tryna go but I know I wanna take you, yeah When I'm on the road and I leave you alone I just pray I don't break you, yeah I was on the phone waitin' in the other room not trying to wake you, yeah When I'm on my own I'll be sipping Patròn And I'll be trying to blame you, yeah

Now you calling me crazy, girl I know (Girl I know) When you tell me you hate me, I know that you don't (I know that you don't) Now you calling me crazy, girl I know (Girl I know) When you tell me you hate me, I know that you don't (I know that you don't) I would give it all back for you right now, I can never forget you Run away from me, try to run away but I ain't gonna let you And I can hear my heartbeat sounding like the bass drum I said baby don't stall with the fucking and the make-ups, nah I'ma take the long way home Got a couple hundred missed calls in my phone Now you calling me crazy, girl I know (Girl I know) When you tell me you hate me, I know that you don't (I know that you don't) Now you calling me crazy, girl I know (Girl I know) When you tell me you hate me, I know that you don't (I know that you don't) But when you tell me that you love me I put trust in you don't judge me I'm just going through some shit right now And I don't wanna let you down I don't wanna let you down No, I just wanna leave this town Sometimes I feel like everyone hates me Now you calling me crazy, girl I know (Girl I know) When you tell me you hate me, I know that you don't (I know that you don't) Now you calling me crazy, girl I know (Girl I know) When you tell me you hate me (I know that you don't)31EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> But all they do is try Woke up on a lonely day She can’t help but wonder why, yeah Punk star Many men have tried to save her but all they do is try (All they do is try) Woke up on a lonely day, she can’t help but wonder why? (But wonder why) I saw it on her face, she wanna make those fuckers cry (Those fuckers cry) She ends up in a better place and time when she get high Stick that needle in my eye, just lost my peace of mind (Peace of mind) I’m not evil by design, but I feel dead at times (Dead at times) Stick that needle in my eye, just lost my peace of mind (Peace of mind) Stick that needle in my eye She won’t come with me (Come with me) She ain’t gonna run with me (Run with me) Now I’m breaking down again (Now I'm breaking down again) Blue skies start turning grey, when I tell her that I’m fine (Her that I'm fine) Ash on the windowpane, can I kiss you on your spine? (Kiss you on your spine) I watched her walk away, but don’t tell me she ain’t mine (Tell me she ain't mine) She’s got this little blade and she cuts me when I lie (Cuts me when I lie) When I lie Cuts me when I lie When I lie, yeah Many men have tried to save her but all they do is try (All they do is try) Woke up on a lonely day, she can’t help but wonder why? (But wonder why) I saw it on her face, she wanna make those fuckers cry (Those fuckers cry) She ends up in a better place and time when she get high Stick that needle in my eye, just lost my peace of mind (Peace of mind) I’m not evil by design, but I feel dead at times (Dead at times) Stick that needle in my eye, just lost my peace of mind (Peace of mind) Stick that needle in my eye When I lie Cuts me when I lie When I lie Cuts me when I lie When I lie Cuts me when I lie When I lie, yeah28EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Leave it in the driveway, bitch, I'm done Makin' me cry and pull out my gun I'm gonna shoot this if you run Blow my brains out just for fun I can't sleep and I can't eat The same old shoes still on my feet The same old grass still on my lawn But it died since you've been gone Hold on to me I got one more question Hold on for me Did you learn your lesson? Lil Bo Peep in the same old jeans

I'm in the same white tee that I wore last week If she don't love me for my money then she love me for me Baby, I've been gettin' money so it's easy to see Every time I spend a hundred she get somethin' for free All my friends think I'm buggin', she ain't fuckin' with me Got me thinkin' like it's nothin', she ain't fuckin' with me But she got me goin' crazy when she fuckin' on me, yeah Hold on to me I got one more question Hold on for me Did you learn your lesson? Leave it in the driveway, bitch, I'm done Makin' me cry and pull out my gun I'm gonna shoot this if you run Blow my brains out just for fun I can't sleep and I can't eat The same old shoes still on my feet The same old grass still on my lawn But it died since you've been gone Hold on to me I got one more question Hold on for me Did you learn your lesson?28EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Ch-Charlie Shuffler I got drugs in my coat, I put love in my coke Everywhere I go, hoes wanna give me throat I got mud, I got blow, I get lonely on my own 'Til my plug hit my phone and yo' bitch give me dome Back to the drugs, pop a pill, fall in love With a stripper in the club, I got demons in my mud Red drop cups, baby, I don't give a fuck Red drop cups, baby, I don't give a fuck Coke in her nose and my dick all in her butt Red drop shawty, baby, I don't give a fuck Red drop cups, baby, I don't give a fuck Red drop cups, baby, I don't give a fuck, hell nah Two blue pills and they both 30 millis I be flippin' in the city if I got Bobby and Whitney I got 2 for the 20, bet they know I get it in I be flippin' on the 10 with my kin, fuck a friend 7.5. rollin' live 'cause they know that's Westside In the north 'cross the track, where I ride, where I die That's why I got it tatted on me, you can see it in my back Yeah, 100 'til the death and you can hear it in my breath I'll never ever bend and I'll never ever fold Stay true, I was told, put a hunna on the stove I'ma never switch up and I never ever change My whole life I've been strugglin', I'll forever be the same I got drugs in my coat, I put love in my coke Everywhere I go, hoes wanna give me throat I got mud, I got blow, I get lonely on my own 'Til my plug hit my phone and yo' bitch give me dome Back to the drugs, pop a pill, fall in love With a stripper in the club, I got demons in my mud Red drop cups, baby, I don't give a fuck Red drop cups, baby, I don't give a fuck Coke in her nose and my dick all in her butt Red drop shawty, baby, I don't give a fuck Red drop cups, baby, I don't give a fuck Red drop cups, baby, I don't give a fuck, hell nah Ch-Charlie Shuffler28EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Everybody wanna ride around town with me Making money, ridin' 'round downtown with me Everybody wanna ride around town with me Making money, ridin' 'round downtown with Peep I be in the backseat, smoking on thrax "Can I have some cash please?" You don't gotta ask You don't gotta ask me, she don't gotta ask Still yelling "free Max B", "free Gucci" Fuck me in the backseat, baby make it last I remember last week came too fast Lil Peep nasty, scratches on the back But I got racks and she loving on my tats Making money back Everybody wanna ride around town with me Making money, ridin' 'round downtown with me Everybody wanna ride around town with me Making money, ridin' 'round downtown with Peep

I be in the backseat, smoking on thrax "Can I have some cash please?" You don't gotta ask You don't gotta ask me, she don't gotta ask Still yelling "free Max B", "free Gucci" Fuck me in the backseat, baby make it last I remember last week came too fast Lil Peep nasty, scratches on the back But I got racks and she loving on my tats Making money back28EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Charlie Shuffler Cocaine in your bitch brain Gettin' high since Friday When my bitch say No pain when my mind fade Cold chain Switchin' lanes, bumpin' Gucci Mane Cocaine in your bitch brain I make it rain when my bitch say No pain when my mind fade (When my mind fade) I've been high since last Friday (Friday) Dope veins, wear the cold chain Switchin' lanes, bumpin' Gucci Mane I don't listen what my friends say I can't cry, but I'm a Crybaby (I'm a Crybaby) I can't lie, I might die, baby (Might die, baby) But as long as I'm alive, we gon' shine, baby (We gon' shine, baby) Look me in my eyes, baby (In my eyes, baby) I've been high since last Friday (Friday) I can't drive, but let's ride, baby (Let's ride, baby) And as long as I'm alive, I'ma die, baby (I'ma die, baby) Time flies on the highway (Highway) I've been high since last Friday Cocaine in your bitch brain I make it rain when my bitch say No pain when my mind fade (When my mind fade) I've been high since last Friday (Friday) Dope veins, wear the cold chain Switchin' lanes, bumpin' Gucci Mane I don't listen what my friends say I can't cry, but I'm a Crybaby (I'm a Crybaby) I can't lie, I might die, baby (Might die, baby) But as long as I'm alive, we gon' shine, baby (We gon' shine, baby) Look me in my eyes, baby (In my eyes, baby) I've been high since last Friday (Friday) Charlie Shuffler35EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy <EOS> <BOS> Yeah Hold on a second I'll be right back GothBoiClique BeatFiends Yeah, I'm sipping wine Hey, pass me the wine bruh GBC GothBoiClique Still out here blowing kisses in the wind, you feel me? (feel me, feel me, feel me) Blowing kisses in the wind, I'ma show her how I swim When the lights get dim and the time right We just met on meeting ends, I could fuck my bitch's friends I'ma fuck that bitch to death, yeah, her pussy tight (GothBoiClique) Blowing kisses in the wind, I'ma show her how I swim When the lights get dim and the time right We just met on meeting ends, I could fuck my bitch's friends I'ma fuck that bitch to death, yeah, her pussy tight I can see the future, I see paparazzi Bad bitch riding on me, rolling off the molly That's your girl? Wait, hold up, she ain't let me know it Instagram, she posting photos just hoping I notice Step in the club, they tryna get cameras in focus I'm a vampire, I do not like the light on me Fuck a friend, fuck a homie, I'm all by my lonely Kush smoking, wine pouring, at four in the morning Peep and Tracy, two Mercedes, we race to the castle No new friends, I feel like Drake, baby, I'm such a asshole Break the cocaine off the brick and put it in her asshole (Gothboiclique) Vampire in the moonlight, counting up the pesos Blowing kisses in the wind, I'ma show her how I swim When the lights get dim and the time right We just met on meeting ends, I could fuck my bitch's friends I'ma fuck that bitch to death, yeah, her pussy tight Blowing kisses in the wind, I'ma show her how I swim When the lights get dim and the time right