Bipolar Sunshine – Major Love

[Intro]
You were looking for love
[Verse 1]
Long days got my wastin’
So baby, I’mma ’bout the racin’
Harley, speeding off chasin’
All things in moderation
Now my heart’s at your battle station
I was hoping that we stay patient
Fill your hole, that is vacant
Tell me, can I be your…
[Chorus]
Major love
Major love
Major love
You were looking for love
Major love
Major love
You were looking for love
[Verse 2]
By the way, I know a hideaway
We can fly away, float on a higher lane
And off course, you get a call
Tell ya friends, I’m inviting them all
Got the leafs for my G’s
Need a cut in the west for the breeze
For you all
And all this for…
[Chorus]
Major love
Major love
Major love
You were looking for love
Major love
Major love
You were looking for love
[Bridge]
Oh, major
Oh, major love
Oh, major
Major, major, major love
Oh, major
Oh, major love
Oh, major
Major, major, major love
[Chorus]
Major love
Major love
Major love
You were looking for love
Major love
Major love
You were looking for love

Problem – Ain’t Like You (feat. Ne-Yo & Terrace Martin)

[Verse 1: Ne-Yo]
Something like a stranger
Long time, no see
I’ve been in a film or two
But it’s you that’s acting Hollywood lately
I’ve been watching from a distance
Yeah, you poppin’ in your snaps and on IG
See you livin’ life but girl it’s been a minute
Since you checked up on me
[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
Oh, oh, oh
It ain’t like you to be so cold on a nigga
It ain’t like you to not hit my phone
It ain’t like you to be so cold on a nigga
It ain’t like you to up and get gone
It ain’t like you to not pick up when I call you
It ain’t like you to just not be home
It ain’t like you to be so cold on a nigga
Tell me why you gotta be so, be so cold
[Verse 2: Problem]
Something like a stranger
Long time, no see
It’s been hard to find you lately
Like we playing hide and go seek
I can read the signs, baby
I think you found another me
But that could never be, baby
But it seemin’ like you don’t agree (damn)

[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
Oh, oh, oh
It ain’t like you to be so cold on a nigga
It ain’t like you to not hit my phone
It ain’t like you to be so cold on a nigga
It ain’t like you to up and get gon’
It ain’t like you to not pick up when I call you
It ain’t like you to just not be home
It ain’t like you to be so cold on a nigga
Tell me why you gotta be so, be so cold
[Verse 3: Terrace Martin]
Playing games is not the things I do (no, no, no)
It could be just me and you (yes, yes, yes, yea yea)
Notice how you treat me
Disrespect is what you do to me
Tables always turn
But for now I’m learning
[Chorus: Ne-Yo]
Oh, oh, oh
It ain’t like you to be so cold on a nigga
It ain’t like you to not hit my phone
It ain’t like you to be so cold on a nigga
It ain’t like you to up and get gon’
It ain’t like you to not pick up when I call you
It ain’t like you to just not be home
It ain’t like you to be so cold on a nigga
Tell me why you gotta be so, be so cold

Dave East – Phone Jumpin (feat. Wiz Khalifa)

Phone jumpin’ gotta bag it up quickly
Phone off it was quiet for me
Don’t say you love me, you ain’t dying for me
I woke up this morning with a lot of money
I’m just selling game come and buy it from me
On my wrist I put Patek Philippe now
Every day we can eat at Phillipe’s now
It’s hard to see through this weed cloud
I’m picking up bags when I leave town
A lot of hammers and a lot of lead
A lot of Phantoms and a lot of red
Without these camera’s they’d be probably dead
Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds
Perc’s, Xan’s, Lean, Perc’s
Without these camera’s they’d be probably dead
Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds
Residue still on my hand
It feel like I’m back in the kitchen
Your bitch in the back of the Fisker
You can’t imagine the trenches
Now I got ’em laughing up in the back of the Bentley
Phone jumpin’ gotta bag it up quickly
Bag that up All they wanna know
Two thousand for this Moncler coat
Mike Amiri cost me eighteen
That ain’t no shirt that was straight jeans
Pineapple Fanta when I be on it
But my little bitch she drinking straight lean
Residue still on my hand
It feel like I’m back in the kitchen
Your bitch in the back of the Fisker
You can’t imagine the trenches
What you know about trapping and pitching? Yeah, yeah
Here we go
Ha ha ha
Residue still on my hand
It feel like I’m back in the kitchen
Your bitch in the back of the Fisker
You can’t imagine the trenches
What you know about trapping and pitching? Now I got em laughing up in the back of the Bentley
What you know about not having a penny? Now I got em laughing up in the back of the Bentley
What you know about not having a penny? Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly
Phone off it was quiet for me
Don’t say you love me, you ain’t dying for me
I woke up this morning with a lot of money
I’m just selling game come and buy it from me
On my mama, your honor
I’m not gonna speak on a soul
They told me you reap what you sow
Props to my nigga, I’ll never forget all the times you took me where I needed to go
I woke this morning like fuck everybody and that’s how I knew that I needed to smoke
My nigga is felons you niggas is jealous and y’all just defining the meaning of broke
I’m gettin some brain, I pulled out my chain and she started lookin’ like she seen a ghost
Diamonds is cold like goin’ outside with no jacket and mama say you need a coat
I do not wanna be stuck in the hood all day I rather go jump off a boat
When your album dropping? Phone jumping gotta bag it up quickly
Ice hash in the bong
Take dabs ’til I’m gone
In the basement, growing base, this shit is strong like mase
Keep a low tip nail, ’cause it’s all about taste
I done did three mil’, did it all in one day
Hear ’em talk but I don’t believe ’em
New car so I’m gonna leave ’em
Talk down but they wanna be him, damn
They don’t go off like Khalifa man
2nd grade had two girlfriends
5th grade I was in Japan
Now I can never go broke again
I ain’t need no one to hold my hand
Uh, fuck up off me
If the weed good roll it then
Quick to turn a hater to a fan
Quick to get another million
Quick to spend it all with my fam
Quick to tell a nigga who I am
Quick to get my niggas out a jam
I’m a wrong one
Pass it around, ain’t got lungs
You better grow some
I remember people lying to me
Now I force em’ all to stand in line
How he got the bed buddy flyin’
My nigga don’t text me right now I’m too high
Phone off it was quiet for me
Don’t say you love me, you ain’t dying for me
I woke up this morning with a lot of money
I’m just selling game come and buy it from me
On my wrist I put Patek Philippe now
Every day we can eat at Phillipe’s now
It’s hard to see through this weed cloud
I’m picking up bags when I leave town
A lot of hammers and a lot of lead
A lot of Phantoms and a lot of red
Without these cameras they’d be probably dead
Hard to keep my balance off a lot of meds
I’ve been that nigga since Simon Says
I heard you talk to a lot of feds
Bring your rent back to papi and gimme more
Fuck the Reup up at the Fendi store
Fuck the Reup up on Chanel
Fuck the Reup up on Vuitton
Last year I bet against the Cavaliers
I fucked the Reup on LeBron
We ain’t lookin’ for jobs livin’ like the mob
Hot temper keepin’ it calm
See I used to sleep in the slums
Now bitches chew me like a piece of some gum
Residue still on my hand
It feel like I’m back in the kitchen
Your bitch in the back of the Fisker
You can’t imagine the trenches
What you know about trapping and pitching? Now I got ’em laughing up in the back of the Bentley
What you know about not having a penny?

The Score – Miracle

[Verse 1]
It’s not just a phase
Now let me explain
I’m working through some shit
Sometimes I’m medicated
It’s hard to relay
The thoughts in my brain
I’m working for a life that’s not domesticated
[Pre-Chorus]
It never goes the way that you planned
Success is a door that always slams
I’m trying to break it
I’m trying to break it
Searching for words, and praying for signs
I struggle to find the rhythm and rhyme
Don’t know how to say it
Don’t know how to say it
[Chorus]
That I’m losing my mind
Trying to find the perfect line
I think I’m running out of time
I need a mira-miracle, a mira-miracle
Yeah I’m losing my mind
Counting seconds passing by
And I don’t know when I’ll be fine
I need a mira-miracle, a mira-miracle
A miracle

[Verse 2]
It’s not just a show
I need you to know
I’m trying to keep it real, sometimes it’s complicated
This battle for gold is killing my soul
It’s hard to be yourself when all you feel is jaded
[Pre-Chorus]
It never goes the way that you planned
Success is a door that always slams
I’m trying to break it
I’m trying to break it
Searching for words, and praying for signs
I struggle to find the rhythm and rhyme
Don’t know how to say it
Don’t know how to say it
[Chorus]
That I’m losing my mind
Trying to find the perfect line
I think I’m running out of time
I need a mira-miracle, a mira-miracle
Yeah I’m losing my mind
Counting seconds passing by
And I don’t know when I’ll be fine
I need a mira-miracle, a mira-miracle
A miracle

[Bridge]
I need a mira-miracle, a mira-miracle
It never goes the way that you planned
Success is a door that always slams
I’m trying to break it
I’m trying to break it
Searching for words, and praying for signs
I struggle to find the rhythm and rhyme
Don’t know how to say it
Don’t know how to say I’m minutes away from going insane
[Chorus]
Cause I’m losing my mind
Trying to find the perfect line
I think I’m running out of time
I need a mira-miracle, a mira-miracle
Yeah I’m losing my mind
Counting seconds passing by
And I don’t know when I’ll be fine
I need a mira-miracle, a mira-miracle
A miracle
[Outro]
I need a miracle
I need a mira-miracle, a mira-miracle
A miracle

P!nk – Beautiful Trauma

[Verse 1]
We were on fire
I slashed your tires
It’s like we burned so bright, we burned out
I made you chase me
I wasn’t that friendly
My love, my drug, we’re fucked up, oh
[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’ve been on the run so long, they can’t find me
You waken up to remember I’m pretty
And when the chemicals leave my body
Yeah, they’re gonna find me in a hotel lobby
‘Cause
Times they keep coming, all night
Laughing and fucking
Some days I can barely breathe
After we were high on the love
Don’t doubt it was you
[Chorus]
The pill I keep taking
The nightmare I’m waking
There’s nothing, no nothing, nothing but you
My perfect rock bottom
My beautiful trauma
My love, my love, my drug, oh

[Post-Chorus]
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my drug, we’re fucked up
[Verse 2]
You punched a hole in the wall and I framed it
I wish I could feel things like you
Everyone’s chasing that holy feeling
And if we don’t stay lit we’ll blow out
Blow out
[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause we’ve been on the run so long they can’t find us
Who’s gonna have to die to remind us
That it feels like we chose this blindly
Now I’m gonna fuck up a hotel lobby
‘Cause
Times they keep coming, last night
I might’ve messed it up again
Some days I can barely breathe
But after we were high on the love
Don’t doubt it was you
[Chorus]
The pill I keep taking
The nightmare I’m waking
There’s nothing, no nothing, nothing but you
My perfect rock bottom
My beautiful trauma
My love (my love), my love, my drug, oh

[Post-Chorus]
My love, my love (my love), my love, my drug, oh
My love (my love), my love (my drug), my love, my drug, oh
My love (my love), my love (my love), my love, my drug, oh
(My drug) My love, my love, my drug, we’re fucked up
[Bridge]
(Hands up)
Times they keep coming, all night
Laughing and fucking
Somedays I can barely breath
After we were high on the love
Don’t doubt it was you
[Chorus]
The pill I keep taking
The nightmare I’m waking
There’s nothing, no nothing, nothing but you
My perfect rock bottom
My beautiful trauma
My love, my love, my drug, oh

Lil Uzi Vert – Im A Star Lyrics

yuh!)
Standin’ on my money, tall like athlete (yuh! (ew why?) (aye)
Now I’m gettin’ money, know you hate me now (aye) (good!)
Yeah, that chopper I ain’t scared now (gah!)
And when it come to it I ‘ill lay ya’ down
[Chorus: TK Kravitz]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I might just pull ’em bands out and it go crazy (aye)
I’m’a have you celebrate the cake like its labor day (ya!)
Pull up on a 4 G’s (ooh!), hoe you can’t afford these (skirr!)
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch I’m a star if you ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Baby I’m a star if you ask me (oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hoe I’m a star if you ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah), ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah), me
[Outro: TK Kravitz]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I might just pull ’em bands out and it go crazy (aye)
I’m’a have you celebrate the cake like its labor day (ya!)
Pull up on a 4 G’s (ooh!), hoe you can’t afford these (skirr!)
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch I’m a star if you ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Baby I’m a star if you ask me (oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hoe I’m a star if you ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah), ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah), me [Intro: Sonny Digital (Tag)]
Sonny Digitial
[Chorus: TK Kravitz]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I might just pull ’em bands out and it go crazy (aye)
I’m’a have you celebrate the cake like its labor day (ya!)
Pull up on a 4 G’s (ooh!), hoe you can’t afford these (skirr!)
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch I’m a star if you ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Baby I’m a star if you ask me (oh yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hoe I’m a star if you ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah), ask me (yeah, yeah, yeah), me
[Verse: Lil Uzi Vert]
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just took a xan (aye)
I just got my head right
Every second she’s on me got my bed right (ya!)
Stay away, heard you’re talkin’ to the fed’s right (ya!)
Stay away, bad bitch look like fast G (ya! huh?)
Fuck that bitch ’til her knee get ashy (yeah, yeah)
She suck my dick util her lips get ashy (yeah, yeah)
Nowadays I forgot ’bout Ashley (who?whoa whoa)
Drive around in some shit you can’t pronounce (skirr!) (aye)
Walk around in some kicks that you can’t pronounce (err!) (aye)
Like, why your clothes all look like hand-me-downs? yuh! huh?)
Runnin’ to the money like a track meet (yuh!

Sizzla Iced Bobo Hill Fire Rumors “Wasn’t Me”

Sizzla’s manager, Homer Harris, has since responded to the rumors calling them false. “[The Bobo Hill fired] was caused by a goat on a neighbor’s property, [and there are claims] that Sizzla was involved in some capacity,” Harris said. Tweet
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Sizzla Kalonji says he has nothing to do with the infamous fire at Bobo Hill recently. Rumors started circulating on social media over the last week claiming that the reggae/dancehall icon was behind the fire that destroyed multiple buildings, computer equipment, and some important documents. The deejay’s manager also pointed out the work that Sizzla has been doing in the August Town community to stop crime and violence and last year there were zero murders in that community. “For the record, Sizzla has no affiliation with the fire or any of the rumors that are circulating on social media in regards to the situation,” he added. “If anything, these scrupulous individuals that have tried to defame and libel Sizzla’s character are doing so out of malicious and vindictive intent.”
Harris added that Sizzla is not a violent person and does not condone the use of violence to solve conflicts.  

Popcaan Responds To Luciano After Getting Blasted By The Rastafarian

While me a watch the stage show, me see one elder artiste weh me look up to a bun me out, and da elder artiste deh a father Luciano,” the Unruly Boss said. The show was well received, but not without a little controversy. Tweet
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Popcaan has finally responded to Luciano after getting blasted by the Rastafarian. “Me wah seh nuff love and respect to father Luci,” Popcaan continues.   “Da song yah weh me a go sing, it name Never Sober. A host of reggae and dancehall artists performed on the recently held Jamrock Reggae Cruise including Popcaan. Popcaan wasn’t too happy about what Luciano did using his platform and last week during his Jamrock Reggae Cruise performance, he used his platform to respond to his elder without being disrespectful. The roots reggae veteran blast artists like Popcaan and Alkaline while accusing them of fueling crime in Jamaica. Guess wah? During a concert back in August in the UK, Luciano burn out Popcaan for singing about being high and never sober. “But guess wah, father Luci, yuh see as a elder, yuh see if me seh sup’m inna mi song weh yuh nuh like, me woulda like if yuh approach me and seh ‘Popcaan, you seh sup’m weh mi nuh like and mi disappointed.’ Mi nuh want yuh go pan stage go bun me out as a elder cause mi nuh feel good bout it.”
Luciano responded saying that because Popcaan did the song openly he had to rebuked him openly also.

Nipsey Hussle Announces Split With Lauren London

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Rapper Nipsey Hussle shocked his fans on Wednesday when he announced his split from Lauren London. — Lauren London (@LaurenLondon) November 22, 2017

@LaurenLondon and I had a dope relationship and made a Beautiful child. They welcomed their first child, a baby boy name Kross, last year. That’s it. we are deciding to separate and raise our Son together as the main priority. Love. He also said that the split was mutual and that they still have love and respect for each other. Nipsey is currently promoting his upcoming album, Victory Lap, due sometime soon despite not having an official release date. That’s it.” Today, Nipsey followed up with a more direct tweet announcing their split, while referring to their relationship as dope. They didn’t give any detail about what lead to their split, but a lot of hip hop fans were rooting for them. The couple has been dating since around 2013 and was one point rumored to be engaged. This was A mutual choice and We will function with each-other as family w love and respect. They both have kids from previous relationships and London has a son, Cameron Carter, with Lil Wayne. The actress first hinted on her Twitter page that there is trouble in paradise when she tweeted on Tuesday, “Love. “[Lauren London] and I had a dope relationship and made a Beautiful child,” the Crenshaw rapper wrote. “we are deciding to separate and raise our Son together as the main priority. This was A mutual choice and We will function with each-other as family w love and respect.”
Nipsey Hussle and Lauren London have been known to keep their relationship private. — THA GREAT (@NipseyHussle) November 22, 2017

 

Yanique Curvy Diva Bringing Her “Lifestyle” To Africa

She is booked for a gig at Reggae Afrobeat Jamrock in Abuja, Nigeria. Tweet
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Yanique ‘Curvy Diva’ Barrett is bringing her “Lifestyle” to the African continent where she has been getting some positive feedback for her debut single. Yn
In December, she will be hosting and performing at her first gig in Africa. I can’t wait to meet and perform for my fans in Abuja, Nigeria.”
Yanique ‘Curvy Diva’ Barrett is also planning to use the opportunity to promote the new music video for the single. This is the first time that the Magnum Kings and Queens host will be performing for her fans in Africa. She also has a collaborative single with Ky-Mani Marley, “Turn Your Lights Down Low” which is a remake of Bob Marley’s classic. Yanique Curvy Diva started her dancehall career earlier this year and her first single “Lifestyle” has been doing very well. She will also be returning as a host at on the 11th season of Magnum Kings and Queens of Dancehall starting next year. “Good Good Production saw great potential and now all these doors are opening.   “I’m very excited for all the great opportunities I’ve been receiving since the launch of my recording career,” shes said.

Eminem Album “Revival” Has New Release Date For December

There has also been some mysterious medication ads floating around online. The original release date was November 17th, but the project never arrived on that date. Will you get a copy of Eminem new album Revival? The Detroit rap legend is once again looking to dominate hip hop airwaves with his new project. Eminem’s return to rap music became imminent when he appeared on BET Hip Hop Awards Cypher with a stinging freestyle against President Trump. There has been a lot of rumors surrounding the release of Eminem’s new album Revival over the last couple of weeks. December 8th is less than two weeks away so get ready. Eminem appeared on Saturday Night Live last weekend where fans were expecting him to perform two new singles from the album, but instead he performed a medley of his new single “Walk On Water,” and two previously released songs “Stan,” and “Love the Way You Lie” with Skylar Grey. He then followed that up with his Beyonce-assisted single “Walk On Water” which features Slim Shady rapping over a piano-laden beat. Dre. That single debut at No. Revival is the followup to his 2013 album he Marshall Mathers LP 2 which has been certified four times platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA). Tweet
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Eminem highly anticipated new album Revival has a new release date and it could arrive in December. There has been a lot of mystery surrounding the album since we became aware of it. So far the only concrete details we have is the title, Revival, and the first single “Walk On Water” featuring Beyonce. Eminem himself has been mummed about the project except to say that it was executive produced by Rick Rubin and has contributions from Dr.   According to HITS Daily Double, the new release date for Revival is December 8th. 14 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart last week.

Sudan Archives – Come Meh Way

[Verse]
Land throw free throw
I can’t jump high, but I hear all the notes
I can’t beat you no
I can’t beat you, but I can be true tho
I want to be friends
I wan’t to be friends ’til time ends yes
[Chorus]
I just can’t escape, I get blown away
When you come meh way, when you come meh way
I just can’t escape, I get blown away
When you come meh way, when you come meh way
And I can’t escape, I get blown away
When you come meh way, when you come meh way
And I can’t escape, I get blown away
When you come meh way, when you come meh way
I just can’t escape, I get blown away
When you come meh way, when you come meh way
I just can’t escape, I get blown away
When you come meh way, when you come meh way
And I can’t escape, I get blown away
When you come meh way, when you come meh way
And I can’t escape, I get blown away
When you come meh way, when you come meh way

Nick Jonas – Say All You Want For Christmas (feat. Shania Twain)

[Verse 1: Shania Twain]
Spill all your emotions on the table
And let me see your heart upon your sleeve
Open up your soul, I wanna know exactly what you need
Say all you want for Christmas is me
[Verse 2: Nick Jonas]
I know that I got this thing upon me
I don’t need more expensive nonessential things
Cause when I kiss your lips, the feels I get, is everything I need
So tell me all you want for Christmas is me
[Chorus: Nick Jonas & Shania Twain]
So I’m gonna love you like, like it’s always Christmas Eve
I’m gonna sacrifice the selfish part of me
Cause when we’re all alone and I hold you close
It’s everything I need
Say all you want for Christmas is me
[Verse 3: Nick Jonas & Shania Twain]
This time of year we always get distracted
Trying to fill up all the space under the tree
So lets take ’em back and know exactly what we really need
Say all you want for Christmas is me
[Chorus: Nick Jonas & Shania Twain]
So I’m gonna love you like, like it’s always Christmas Eve
I’m gonna sacrifice the selfish part of me
Cause when we’re all alone and I hold you close
It’s everything I need
Say all you want for Christmas is me

[Bridge: Nick Jonas & Shania Twain]
You don’t need to worry baby
Cause I’m right here by you
And everyday would drive me crazy if I lost you
[Chorus: Nick Jonas & Shania Twain]
So I’m gonna love you like it’s always Christmas Eve
I’m gonna sacrifice the selfish part of me
Cause when we’re all alone and I hold you close
It’s everything I need
Say all you want for Christmas
Say all you want for Christmas
Say all you want for Christmas
Say all you want is me

Da$h – As If You Ain’t Know

Never Lacking, packing every situation
My bitch think I’m gon’ die from this fucking high that I’m chasing
Fuck ’bout being famous, my niggas popping, I make it
[Verse: Man Z]
Mugga back up on his grind, I think I’m losing my mind
Niggas be lying, niggas be dropping them dimes
Baby girl don’t waste my time, [?] is fine
Business calls all on my line, all ’bout them B’s and I’m fine
Nigga that’s righteous, all of my niggas they tight
They gon’ get money and fight, then hop on the flight
Squad deep, know the set I claim, always let it reign on my side of town
Graduated from the streets nigga with some Henny stains on my cap and gown
Xans all in my draws homie, that white man in my pocket
Fuck 12, I don’t know shit, bitch KOD, you can’t knock it
Locked in the studio we stay, life of them diamonds everyday
Run to the money, no relay, bring that shit back like a replay
Shorty let’s kick it like East bay, she wanna fuck me what she say
Gimme a minute then we play, M-I, Dama Quince
I just be tryna get my chicken, niggas cry broke, yeah they all bitching
Over the stove where the hoes whipping, after they done, clean the whole kitchen
I’m a real nigga, don’t know snitching, all by the bag, all I know riches
All on the fill, all my foes pitching, slice up your neck, have your throat missing

[Hook: Da$H]
Mask up on our faces so we never caught the cases
Young niggas trapping, rapping, now we living dangerous
Never gave a shit, so what we wanted, yeah, we take it
Pistol in my lap, I’m just avoiding complications
This .30 in this bitch, I get to busting, ain’t no aiming
It’s Mr. [Intro]
Fuck 12 *distorted*
About like half a pint in, ain’t even 10 AM
Radric Davis would be proud, and be ashamed of you faggot ass niggas
RIP Screw, Blackout Boyz, uh
[Hook: Da$H]
Mask up on our faces so we never caught the cases
Young niggas trapping, rapping, now we living dangerous
Never gave a shit, so what we wanted, yeah, we take it
Pistol in my lap, I’m just avoiding complications
This .30 in this bitch, I get to busting, ain’t no aiming
It’s Mr. Never Lacking, packing every situation
My bitch think I’m gon’ die from this fucking high that I’m chasing
Fuck ’bout being famous, my niggas popping, I make it Never Lacking, packing every situation
My bitch think I’m gon’ die from this fucking high that I’m chasing
Fuck ’bout being famous, my niggas popping, I make it
[Verse 1: Da$H]
I’m sick of niggas lying ’bout everything that they rhyming
I’m riding through your hood, you ain’t never there, you hiding
It’s like the playing manhunt, these pussy niggas ain’t stand-up
Before they throw they hands up these faggots’ll pull they cam up
RIP [?], I’m on my Pimp C diet
Shit, I wonder why a nigga ain’t died yet
Six lines, seven ounces, ain’t high yet
Nine blunts, ten pills, I ain’t flying yet
B-L-K-O-U-T-B-O-Y-Z
‘Til I’m six F-E-E-T, yeah, you know me
Dolla general, second in command
Got the bag of rolled greens in the middle of my hand
You wasn’t down with the fucking clique if you ain’t have no bread
Just understand, but enough with the sentiment
Intelligent degenerate, you buying it, I’m selling it
Rolling with some predicates, going where the cheddar is
You fucking know

[Hook: Da$H]
Mask up on our faces so we never caught the cases
Young niggas trapping, rapping, now we living dangerous
Never gave a shit, so what we wanted, yeah, we take it
Pistol in my lap, I’m just avoiding complications
This .30 in this bitch, I get to busting, ain’t no aiming
It’s Mr. Never Lacking, packing every situation
My bitch think I’m gon’ die from this fucking high that I’m chasing
Fuck ’bout being famous, my niggas popping, I make it
[Verse 2: $ha Hef]
Fuck aiming, I’m shooting at will
He dead but I’m shooting him still
My pops told me shoot ’til he still
He pussy, go in for the kill
Black Market be killing for real
My young niggas shoot for a thrill
Where I’m from we don’t pray for a deal
Miracle, you get bond or appeal
Every night I sleep tight with the steel
My lil billies go fight for a meal
I pour fo’s in my Sprite ’til it spill
You might just lose your life on a drill
Da$H told me "get ’em" I got ’em all
Wasn’t gon’ leave ’til I shot ’em all
Scope on the pistol, I spot ’em all
If it’s a stain, then we spot ’em all
Bitch watchu need, know I got it all
Roxies, got oxies, got Tylenol
Po’d up an eighth then I nodded off
He was running his mouth ’til I shot it off
Chopped up the body, then drop it off
Nose on the shotty, we chop it off
If it’s a problem then pop it off
‘Fore I have to cock the rocket, knock it off
I was really getting trap money
Percocet and that crack money
You can come and get a pack from me
Still clap a nigga if he act funny
Off every drug, I’ma blackout
Still ride around with the Mac out
Water whipping, beat the pack out
Now it got me bringing all these racks out

[Hook: Da$H]
Mask up on our faces so we never caught the cases
Young niggas trapping, rapping, now we living dangerous
Never gave a shit, so what we wanted, yeah, we take it
Pistol in my lap, I’m just avoiding complications
This .30 in this bitch, I get to busting, ain’t no aiming
It’s Mr.

Cam’ron – Hello (feat. Don Q)

He was there when nobody actually cared
Real shit, had to share his kicks for half of the year
And now I take mine and I take his daughter shopping
Same nigga pull up to your door with the .40 knockin’
I got niggas quarter coppin’, coke in the water, lockin’
All they ever knew was hustle, cause they never saw an option
I’m hearin’ the sneak dissin’, I’m tryin’ to ignore the gossip
Third tape better be an earthquake before I drop it
I hear the hoes ponderin’, I got a cult followin’
Joe Carroll, I throw arrows into your soul hollerin’
I probably not the most known but I’m the most confident
The most relatable, no debatable, most dominant
I’m in need of a blessin’, I’m blowing weed to the heavens
Cause in my dream I was destined to see me speedin’ in 7s
When you look in the mirror, nigga, and see your reflection
Is you really or not? HELLO! HELLO
You fuck with snitches? [Intro: Cam’ron]
Had to do this far my man, Murph
[Intro: Don Q]
Don
[Intro: Cam’ron]
Killa! HELL No
Ok
HELLO
HELLO
HELLO
Aw man

[Verse 2: Cam’ron]
He know killers, y’all know Killa
Fast cars, speed boats, all sorts of villas
Bad girls, jewelry, drive-bys, chinchillas
R-I-P to Mike but I’m the real Thriller
I’m done with that though
I ain’t beefin with the family man
Shit I’m still in the PJ’s like candy man
With dudes sellin’ whole halves of candy yams
Despite that the garage look like Candy Land
Candy painted, ain’t nothing about me tainted
Drove every car, you name it, look homie, come get acquainted
Can’t change it or rearrange it, disclaimer because I’m heinous
The 9 will make you famous, Blow! Rip Murph! Hell no
Ok
HELLO
HELLO
HELLO
Aw man [Hook: Cam’ron]
HELLO
Aw man
Harlem World
HELLO
High Bridge
HELLO
Bronx, Queens
HELLO
Brooklyn
HELLO
Staten Island
HELLO
Aw man
My bad ladies
HELLO
You gettin’ money? That’s for the plaintiff
The gun range no goggles, the targets they testin’ nozzles
The bullets they on point, them points you call hollows
In the club we get the bottles, we leave it we hit the throttle
Then pull up inside McDonald’s with porn stars and models
Look nigga you can’t erase me
Debate me, rape me, I’m Spacey
These bitches, they want my baby, nah baby, but you can taste me
The guns got no safety, in DC, for when they grazed me
And I ain’t been postin’ lately, y’all would really hate me
Yeah homie, it’s a blessin’, I’m here to answer the questions
I’m the OG Don Q was talkin about at the Westin
Yeah, yeah, baby let that molly rock
Niggas suckas, I’ma start sellin’ lolli pops

[Hook: Cam’ron]
HELLO
Aw man
She sniffed a line
HELLO
Damn that ass fat
HELLO
Down south
HELLO
Midwest
HELLO
West coast
HELLO
Aw man
HELLO
You gettin money? That’s the easiest question
I’m around OG’s, that was sellin’ ki’s out the Westin
Never leave ya protection, and never speak off confessions
Y’all niggas getting lost, when they only need a direction
Feel it when you look at his momma face, and see the aggression
DON! [Verse 1: Don Q]
Talking to lead, I’m one of the last few
Had to get my respect, it was past due
Through with my past, I just reminisce when I pass through
Moving them bags, tryin’ to get ’em flipped ’til my stash grew
Shooters that blast over the nonsense when the cash blue
Ask who? HELLO
You actin funny?