Falling In Reverse – Losing My Mind

Every single day we kill our idols
But you won’t break me down
You’re losing your mind, losing your mind again
You’re losing your mind, losing your mind again
We’re losing our minds, losing our minds
[Chorus]
I’m not ready to change, I’m doing my thing
You’re pointing the blame
You know I’m not ready to choose, so don’t get confused
And stay the hell out of my way
So why do you believe
You’re losing your mind, losing your mind again
In everyone but me? No
I’m repping the new shit, the essence of music
I’m blessed with the fusion of both
[Chorus]
I’m not ready to change, I’m doing my thing
You’re pointing the blame
You know I’m not ready to choose, so don’t get confused
And stay the hell out of my way
So why do you believe
You’re losing your mind, losing your mind again
In everyone but me? I’m losing my mind, losing my mind again
[Outro]
I’m not ready to change, I’m doing my thing
You’re losing your mind, losing your mind again
You know I’m not ready to choose, so don’t get confused
I’m losing my mind, losing my mind again [Verse 1]
I’ve got the motherfucking world in my palm now, don’t tell me to calm down
Striking a match, igniting the track while I’m typing in caps, it’s on now
The rap Casanova with cash in a sofa in the back of a Rover
Six-pack in a backpack and I’m cracking ’em open; sipping, I’m trapped in a moment
Open your eyes ’cause you’re never gonna know if your next move might be your last
Living a lie, everybody’s always gonna bring up my past
Well, I’m past that, interest up and my bag’s packed
I’m the NASDAQ with a bad rap so…
[Chorus]
I’m not ready to change, I’m doing my thing
You’re pointing the blame
You know I’m not ready to choose, so don’t get confused
And stay the hell out of my way
So why do you believe
You’re losing your mind, losing your mind again
In everyone but me? I’m losing my mind, losing my mind again
[Verse 2]
I’ve seen the hardships, lived in darkness through the mud into the marshes
My reputation is tarnished; but regardless, I am awesome
Saw the gossip from my lockup go colossal
Then I blossomed to the boss of this rock stuff
And I’m never gonna stop till the cops come
What I’m really trying to say
Is say it to my face and if you won’t, then stay the fuck out my way
Rocking shows, lock and load, stop me? I’m losing my mind, losing my mind again
[Interlude]
Ever since I was a little boy I always thought that the world was going to end in my lifetime
So I tried to seize every opportunity as it came to me because I believed it might stop the sky from falling down one more day
But the older I got, the more I realized that I cannot save the world
I’m not a superhero, I’m not perfect, I’m just me, a human being
[Bridge]
So let’s take, take, take the throne and break the cycle
So why do you believe everyone but me?

Bad Wolves – Zombie

Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
What’s in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
What’s in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh
[Bridge/Pre-Chorus Reprise]
It’s the same old theme
In two thousand eight-teen
In your head, in your head, they are dyin’
[Chorus]
What’s in your head, in your head? [Verse 1]
Another head hangs lowly
Child is slowly taken
And the violence causes silence
Who are we mistaken? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh
[Verse 2]
Another mother’s breakin’
Heart is takin’ over
When the violence causes silence
We must be mistaken
[Pre-Chorus]
It’s the same old theme
In two thousand eighteen
In your head, in your head, they’re still fightin’
With their tanks, and their bombs
And their guns, and their drones
In your head, in your head, they are dyin’
[Chorus]
What’s in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh [Pre-Chorus]
But you see, it’s not me
It’s not my family
In your head, in your head, they are fighting
With their tanks, and their bombs
And their bombs, and their drones
In your head, in your head, they are crying
[Chorus]
What’s in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
What’s in your head, in your head?

Kamaiyah – Dope Bitch

[Verse 1]
I came a long way from jumping in windows for bags
From scamming out ya momma for info and cash
Now I’m bossed up get ten G’s a rap
Big money [?] drive Bentley’s and [?]
Own businesses on my business shit
And only think you need to mind your business bitch
I been her
I been that
I been this bitch
Can’t understand coz you ain’t never been this lit
And I know you hate to see me living this great
But you ain’t got the tools to make the moves I make
All you niggas lose, we got views by lakes
Got a house in the hills drinking [?] by Drake’s
They told that I couldn’t guess what I did
My bank account’s full I got a big ass crib
And one of my diamonds [?] leave a big ass dent
Coz I been her
I been that
I been this bitch
[Chorus]
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Straight up outta Oakland
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Straight up outta Oakland
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
All she do is talk shit
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
All she do is talk shit
[Verse 2]
Coldest chick on two feet that you probably ever saw
Illest chick alive in some panties and a bra
Fuck with big dog, I don’t fuck with [?]
Never trust a bitch coz these hoes all frauds
[?] a nigga
Coz [?] the Glock will make you do the macarena
Bitch please
My k-swiss cost more than your weave
Hey hoe, you’s a broke bitch
I’m a dope bitch
Straight up outta Oakland
Four hunnid
Who y’all don’t wanna funk with
Fuck around with the gang and get stomped in
And I’ll probably be the realest bitch to ever come around
Live this life and get old enough to [?] it
If you fuck around with me you’ll get stomped in the ground
Don’t jump bitch I try to be heroic
Coz I’ma
[Chorus]
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Straight up outta Oakland
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Straight up outta Oakland
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
All she do is talk shit
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
All she do is talk shit
[Verse 3]
Say you a queen then you gotta be a
Dope bitch
If you want a ring then you gotta be a
Dope bitch
[?] God damn you’s a
Dope bitch
Girl you’s a
Dope bitch
Girl you’s a
Dope bitch
Wanna get paid then you gotta be a
Dope bitch
She self made then she gotta be a
Dope bitch
Don’t play no games God dammit you’s a
Dope bitch
Girl you a
Dope bitch
Girl you a
Dope bitch
[Chorus]
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Straight up outta Oakland
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Straight up outta Oakland
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
All she do is talk shit
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
Dope bitch
All she do is talk shit

Sigala & Paloma Faith – Lullaby

I could fall for the sound of your sweet melody
‘Cause I just need your song
Something to sing along
When I’m not feeling strong, I need you
To sing me your sweet lullaby
Need the sound of your sweet melody
So sing to me
[Post-Chorus]
So sing to me
Need the sound of your sweet melody
So sing to me
[Verse 2]
I’ll be there when you’re down
‘Cause forever, I am bound
For my love, I shout it out
Let me hold you
No journey is too far
For the one who healed my scars
You’re my saviour, you’re my star
Let me hold you
[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause all I need is somebody near me
When my heart gets weak
Somebody out there watching over me
When I’m so tired, I can’t even sleep
[Chorus]
Won’t you sing me your sweet lullaby? ‘Til the night turns into day
Will you hold me? [Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause all I need is somebody near me
When my heart gets weak
Somebody out there watching over me
When I’m so tired, I can’t even sleep
[Chorus]
Won’t you sing me your sweet lullaby? Just the sound of your voice is the thing that I need
Won’t you sing me your sweet lullaby? Will you serenade me
With the song you used to play? [Chorus]
Won’t you sing me your sweet lullaby? Just the sound of your voice is the thing that I need
Won’t you sing me your sweet lullaby? I could fall for the sound of your sweet melody
So sing to me
[Bridge]
When I’m not sleeping, you’re all I need and
When my heart stops beating, just sing to me
When I’m not sleeping, you’re all I need and
When my heart stops beating, just sing to me
When I’m not sleeping, you’re all I need and
Just sing to, sing to me
Can’t you please sing to me? I could fall for the sound of your sweet melody
‘Cause I just need your song
Something to sing along
When I’m not feeling strong, I need you
To sing me your sweet lullaby
Need the sound of your sweet melody
So sing to me [Verse 1]
Will you lay me down? Just the sound of your voice is the thing that I need
Won’t you sing me your sweet lullaby? Make our hearts the only sound
Throw my fears all to the ground
Will you hold me?

Amber Mark – Love Me Right lyrics

Am I not what you want? ‘Cause if that’s the case baby
Why lead me on? [Pre-Chorus]
Because the drive it is alive and honey, it is calling you
And I’m numb, you’re tryna hide it baby, I need more from you
So could you please respond to me because I’ll never understand
I give you the keys and while you gladly take ’em, you don’t use ’em
[Chorus]
(Why won’t you?)
You tell me all the time baby
I’m the light in ur life
And you love me more each day
You are starting to drive me crazy
Why won’t you realise you gotta love me right baby
(repeat 2x)
And I’m light in ur life
And you love me more each day
Why won’t you realise you gotta love me right baby
(oh won’t you love on me, love on me, love me)
You tell me all the time baby
I’m the light in ur life
And you love me more each day
You are starting to drive me crazy
Why won’t you realise you gotta love me right baby
You tell me all the time baby
I’m the light in ur life
And you love me more each day
Starting to drive me crazy
Why won’t you realise? Love me babe Tell me because I’ve said it all
I’ve got a feeling we must’ve hit a wall here
And baby boy, please tell me like it is
‘Cause you talk ’nuff but you never act on it
[Pre-Chorus]
Because the drive it is alive and honey, it is calling you
And I’m numb, you’re tryna hide it, I need more from you
So could you please respond to me because I’ll never understand
I give you the keys and while you gladly take ’em you, don’t use ’em
[Chorus]
You tell me all the time baby
I’m the light in ur life
And you love me more each day
You are starting to drive me crazy
Why won’t you realise you gotta love me right baby
(Oh yeah, all night
Come love me right)
[Verse 2]
Help me I feel I’ve lost myself
It’s just this one thing, we’re great everywhere else
Or is it just me?

Lil Wayne – Vizine Lyrics

Why can’t I trust what I see? [Verse 2]
Sipping on purple like it’s herbal
Bad brown bitch, Lisa Turtle
On turbo, you don’t wanna disturb him
Momma put too much sugar in my Gerber
Damn, I done dropped too many ashes in my turban
I done see so many titties on Bourbon
Live a different kind of lifestyle
Different color diamond got a nigga looking like sherbert
Stepped up to the plate, knocked it out the park
Eat a nigga face like tiger shark
Dressed in all red like Olajuwon
My niggas hit your safe like the holocaust
My niggas catch a case, feel like I got Mossed
My nigga treat the K just like a love
Got a lawyer and an agent but I’m the boss
And my heart always racing but never lost
Hello? Why do I look up and see my feet? Am I rising? Why oh-why-oh why me? I was the illest nigga on child support
Now I’m looking at the riot report
Went and looked at the final score
Bedroom got revolving doors
Bitches in and out smiling more
Than children smiling at a carnival
Ain’t got nothing in common but the common cold
Big B’s nigga, honor roll
Hold up, a nigga found the flow
Started from the bottom bitch
Never been monogamous
Never been monotonous
Never been anonymous
Money is unanimous
Always had accomplices
Always had conglomerates
Always let chopper clip stick out like a bottom lip
You running out of time, so you better know what time it is
You running out of tears and you running out of volunteers
Young Mula bitch, I die for the logo
Cocaine price low, call that a low blow
Tunechi like Pablo, keys in the rowboat
Tunechi in the yacht though, still don’t showboat
Sipping on the slowpoke, moving like a tugboat
Smoking like a steamboat, fucking on a love boat
Better read the ransom note before you read the love note
Don’t know if its sore throat, deep throat or cut throat
[Chorus]
Why me? But why do my peak look like it’s out of my reach? Why can’t I trust what I see? Why do I look up and see my feet? RIP, if you can’t live in peace, then you can die in peace
As your eyes close and mines bleed, I need Vizine [Chorus]
Why me? Why do I love what I see? I’m so hyphy
Try me, why do I see these bloody bodies? Am I rising? Why do I look up and see my feet? Why can’t I trust what I see? But why do my peak look like it’s out of my reach? Check the hygienes
All the dirty money get dry cleaned
Talking dirty money, say I’m rasting
All my goons kidnap your offsprings while I was working on my golf swing
Oh, sweet dreams, sour nightmares
It’s a cold world, I got an ice grill
No one man should have all that power if he can’t afford to pay the light bills
I got a forcefield over my heartbeat
The window seal with no door key
I’m popping pills to feel more me
Cut off the wings now I’m soaring
And I never feel like poor me
I’d rather feel like the old me
I was born with wheels and I roll deep
I could make the devil get cold feet
Don’t like the clove unless it’s four leaf
Get a pussy wetter than a coral reef
On my face I tatted me a Fleur de Lis
Should I get it covered with a coca leaf? Am I rising? [Outro]
Oh why am I so kamikazee
Why can’t I stay in my seat? [Verse 1]
My scene just a crime scene
Got the high beams and the sirens, yeah
My team we could buy teams
Talking dirty money? But why do my peak look like it’s out of my reach? Why oh-why-oh why me? I could tell you better than you showed me
I could show you better than you told me
I’m an OG up in OT and it’s no sleep till it’s roast beef
I better not hear a Little Bo-Peep
Better go figure, better go deep
Pass no judgement, pass your weed
I’m the goat nigga, no goatee
[Chorus]
Why me? Why oh-why-oh why me? Why me? Why oh-why-oh why me?

Lil Skies – Creeping Lyrics

Ain’t no shame on you
Aye aye
[Bridge]
Blame on me no shame on you
No you can’t hide the truth
Imma slide right through yo roof
Might pop a pill or two
Let them hate we chop the deuce
Fuck that we gettin loose
Pussy sweeter than some juice
I slurp it like its soup
[Chorus]
She a naughty type on the weekend
Perfect night she gon’ let me start to creepin’
Baby go on offense I’m playin’ defense
You want top I swear thats the perfect sequence
[Verse 1: Lil Skies]
Why you like to lie shawty you know you impressed
See you fuckin’ with me now cause I bossed up and I flex
All they like to do is talk when they knew that I was next
I just come up with these hits and lay low collect these checks
She fuck with solid niggas
She don’t be fuckin’ with broke boys
I ran it up that was my choice
She call me up when she need pipe
She don’t be fuckin’ with no toys
Watch my back niggas lurkin’
My girl look better in person
And she still picture perfect
Dip and dash when we swervin’
Oh me, Oh my
Put my hand on your thigh
If I come through tonight
I’ll make you touch the ski
Dont need to wink my eye
Know I’m not even playin’
You know just what I’m sayin’
Got you and all your cravings
[Bridge]
Blame on me no shame on you
No you can’t hide the truth
Imma slide right through yo roof
Might pop a pill or two
Let them hate we chop the deuce
Fuck that we gettin loose
Pussy sweeter than some juice
I slurp it like its soup
[Chorus]
She a naughty type on the weekend
Perfect night she gon’ let me start to creepin’
Baby go on offense I’m playin’ defense
You want top I swear that’s the perfect sequence
[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
Hold my wrist up out the coupe
Two bitches spread your roof
That pussy good I’m blamin’ you
You drippin’ shame on you
She got real water
Head real smarter
They into business from florida
Probably can afford her
Bentley truck might park the cop
I’m living comfortable
Talk money then I’m stuck with you
Now I’m in love with you
Plug pull up in the UFO
No smoke talk im the CEO
My bitches is bad they do the most
She way too foreign straight off the boat
I put her on top she leaking
She leakin’
Touch you a freak on the weekend
Blame on me no shame on you
Girl you can’t hide the truth
I might get a rarri coupe
But just to flex on you

Waka Flocka Flame – Gucci Gang Remix Lyrics

Fuck around reading off a eulogy
Bitch your breath smell like cigarettes
She giving good brain call it intellect
And I got work in the projects
I can get you killed in the projects
Gucci gang? Everbody with me got a big house
I put the dick in your bitch mouth gang? I wear ice style wedding ring
Shoe game fresh with the ball main
Gucci gang Gucci gang Gucci gang
My chain cost more than your house
Put the tour gauge all in your mouth
Ball main is everything when I’m out
She begging me to put it in her mouth
None of this shit be new to me
Five hundred bands on jewelry? Dick so good she gonna brag on it
She wanna take a pic and get a tag on it
None of these niggas be cool to me
Actin ass niggas you a movie screen
A lot of dead bodies when an Uzi scream
Infrared beam on everything
Big dog hommie been bossed up
She jumpin off getting tossed up
Gucci gang Flocka Flame lil Pump
2018 I’m gonna I’m turn it up
Everbody with me dripped out? gang
Dirt gang, Gucci gang Gucci gang
Spent a hundred racks on new chain
New rolly on that’s loose change
I beat it up like? gang Rolex
Make the work stretch like boflex
Been had your wife want your ho next? gang gotta keep a bag on me? gang
Dirt gang, Gucci gang Gucci gang
Spent a hundred racks on new chain
New rolly on that’s loose change
I beat it up like? Louis gang Prada Gang? gang? I wear ice style wedding ring
Shoe game fresh with the ball main
Gucci gang Gucci gang Gucci gang
Louis gang Prada Gang?

Pouya – Void Lyrics

[Hook x2]
Alive but not living I’m tryna get with it the size of my dick is not Rising I’m thinking of finding new women the void that I’m filling That gaps that I’m bridging the pistol I’m gripping got me thinking Bout the old times how many rappers need a cosign 24/7 I was Aways on the frontline underground underdog cannot be Confined
[Verse 1]
Sit back relax in the black Cadillac on them 22s screaming fuck you Out the window to the people I don’t fuck with the same hoes I Grew up with that never wanted to suck dick now they want me To cuff em stuff em with a combustion back in the day hoe you Was so reluctant
Now you looking at me like you looking at your husband why you Switching up you said you was never the one for me had me Running in circles and chasing the cat I see how the tables have Turned now I got that cat on my lap hate me love me don’t say You know me that money make me feel less lonely the women Make me feel so phony my own homies wanna buss my dome Piece
[Hook]
Alive but not living I’m tryna get with it the size of my dick is not Rising I’m thinking of finding new women the void that I’m filling That gaps that I’m bridging the pistol I’m gripping got me thinking Bout the old times how many rappers need a cosign 24/7 I was Aways on the frontline underground underdog cannot be Confined
Alive but not living I’m tryna get with it the size of my dick is not Rising I’m thinking of finding new women the void that I’m filling That gaps that I’m bridging the pistol I’m gripping got me thinking Bout the old times how many rappers need a cosign 24/7 I was Aways on the frontline underground underdog cannot be Confined
[Verse 2]
I know you maintaining baby you run around and drive me crazy Late night you my chelsea lately never will I bend never will you Break me and the smith and wesson always stainless one shot and I’ll fall to pavement let my brain fall flat by the bay side homicide Won’t find me til the daylight when the right time comes grab me From behind I hope I fucking struggle while you sucking out the Life from me is this what you wanted when I’m finally gone from This moment will you become proud of me cause I can’t be myself If you don’t want me to be and I can’t stand myself if you can’t Understand me
[Hook]
Alive but not living I’m tryna get with it the size of my dick is not Rising I’m thinking of finding new women the void that I’m filling That gaps that I’m bridging the pistol I’m gripping got me thinking Bout the old times how many rappers need a cosign 24/7 I was Aways on the frontline underground underdog cannot be Confined
Alive but not living I’m tryna get with it the size of my dick is not Rising I’m thinking of finding new women the void that I’m filling That gaps that I’m bridging the pistol I’m gripping got me thinking Bout the old times how many rappers need a cosign 24/7 I was Aways on the frontline underground underdog cannot be Confined

Pouya – Voices [Vintage] Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ima yung man
I don’t romance
No slow dance
My emotions
Bottled up to never be let out
Floating deep in da ocean
You got me
Feeling like I wasn’t dead inside with da way you jumping outta 2 Piece
Groupies think its movie
But no
They can not move me
I never had a role model my best friends turn into my rivals
Pistol gripping never slipping got on me ducking from da 5 0
You yelling in the void of voices
No one hears you crying dying talking to yourself
What else do you need
You feel incomplete
Got nothing else in yo reach
[Hook]
Out with the old in with the brand new I still feel nauseous today Every time I try to break out I get weighed down maybe no more Hiding today and I still feel the same now and I still feel the same As I did
Out with the old in with the brand new I still feel nauseous today Every time I try to break out I get weighed down maybe no more Hiding today and I still feel the same now and I still feel the same As I did
[Verse 2]
My momma warned me said da money gon change yo friends
You gon take hand, shakes from fake fucks
That won’t get near yo grave
When you die, no surprise
Euthanize, you and I
You were da one that said I was the one
But when the time come you were nowhere to find
Now everybody wanna be around me
I got the formula for da come up
Everybody get the fuck from round me
Where was you when I was when on da ground
Im raid to you roaches so when you approaching be certain to Show me respect
Da underground underdog only get stronger da deeper I get
[Hook]
Out with the old in with the brand new I still feel nauseous today Every time I try to break out I get weighed down maybe no more Hiding today and I still feel the same now and I still feel the same As I did
Out with the old in with the brand new I still feel nauseous today Every time I try to break out I get weighed down maybe no more Hiding today and I still feel the same now and I still feel the same As I did

Rich The Kid – Drinkin’ Medicine Lyrics

[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I’m drinkin’ medicine, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Double cup love, I’m drinkin’ medicine
I’m drinkin’ medicine (lean), bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Pour a four up, I’m drinkin’ medicine (medicine)
I’m drinkin’ medicine (dirty Sprite), bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Sprite in the club, I’m drinkin’ medicine (medicine)
I’m drinkin’ medicine, bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
She said, “what’s up with them cups?”
I say, “bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine”
I don’t want no Goose, just bring some Sprite
I’m drinkin’ medicine
I’m sicker than a bitch, so I gotta drink my medicine
Two white cups, Styrofoam is what I put it in
I’m leanin’ like a broken chair, movin’ like a turtle
Everything is movin’ slow, but shit, it’s how that’s ‘sposed to go
I’m stingy with my shit, you can’t have none of my medicine
This that Actavis, man, I know ain’t nothin’ better than
That dirty Sprite, double cup, you leanin’ too, then pour me up
I love my Sprite, it slow me up, think I should stop, don’t give a fuck
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Double cup love, I’m drinkin’ medicine
I’m drinkin’ medicine (lean), bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Pour a four up, I’m drinkin’ medicine (medicine)
I’m drinkin’ medicine (dirty Sprite), bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Sprite in the club, I’m drinkin’ medicine (medicine)
I’m drinkin’ medicine, bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
[Verse 2: Cap-1]
I’m on it
Yeah, I’m on it
I’m on that motherfuckin’ medicine, AKA the Actavis
I guess that’s why I act like this, got money in my mattresses
Don’t pass me no vodka or no brown, I’m off that medicine
Sippin’ on some sizzurp, I’m the pour up veteran
Got two cups and my two liter, that dirty Sprite, I’m sippin’ on it
My niggas like it, my bitch want it, I pass it out, and we sippin’ on it
Pourin’ up on that G shit, your drink cut, that’s remix
Doctor, give me that medicine, we poppin’ seals, who better than
Drop 550 for the BT, hit you over the head fifty dollar zipper
You could come and get this red shit ’cause we drinkin’ purple, so don’t even trip
Hit the club, post in the vip, pack of rillos, roll up a [?]
[?] chick, and she comin’ with me
Duffle bag, we run the city, I’m gone
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Double cup love, I’m drinkin’ medicine
I’m drinkin’ medicine (lean), bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Pour a four up, I’m drinkin’ medicine (medicine)
I’m drinkin’ medicine (dirty Sprite), bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Sprite in the club, I’m drinkin’ medicine (medicine)
I’m drinkin’ medicine, bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
[Verse 3: Dolla Boy]
Poppin’ seals on the pint
Got my whole crew sippin’ on the way to the top
My whole comin’ with me, sittin’ high on them sixes
On a straight money mission, niggas know how we get it
No slippin’ in the trenches, get ya money, young nigga
Coupe look like a spaceship, we’ll sit and sip like a chemo patient
Tryna fuck bitches, but I ain’t the type to do no chasin’
And the work’s all there, we don’t do no fakin’, no
Round of applause like I’m playin’ b-ball
All doped up like I’m fresh out the ER
Southside dope boys we are
And we gettin’ higher than a fiend dippin’ blunts in the lean, shit
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Pour a four up, I’m drinkin’ medicine (medicine)
I’m drinkin’ medicine (dirty Sprite), bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine
Sprite in the club, I’m drinkin’ medicine (medicine)
I’m drinkin’ medicine, bitch, I’m drinkin’ medicine

Rich The Kid – Everything Lyrics

Bitch, get out my place
First she wash the dishes, then pick up my pack
First she suckin’ on my dick, lickin’ on my sack
I’m like, “hoe, where the fuck your man?”
All up in the pussy, and I be goin’ HAM
I got racks on racks on racks on racks, bitch, I got the stupid packs
Blowin’ on that kush, that loud, catch me in that fuckin’ cloud
Your bitch do everybody, your bitch at every party
She roll that kush, she suck that dick, and then she pop a molly
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I send her on a mission
Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything
I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I put her on a mission
Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything
[Verse 2: Derez De’Shon]
Your bitch do whatever I tell her
And she eat what I feed her
Make your bitch feel special
Fuck the hoe, and then leave her
Your bitch say she love me
I tell her the same thing
Gotta beat the work in the jewelry store with my prisoner
Chain gang, couple bad bitches, a few plain janes
Now your bitch my main thing, and then we young niggas like Chief Keef
We don’t cuff a hoe, we bang bang
It’s Rich The Kid and D Dash, better get your hoe ‘fore we take her home
Fuck her like she a porn star, and then drop her off with you later
Oh, Dash
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I send her on a mission
Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything
I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I put her on a mission
Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything [Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I send her on a mission
Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything
I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I put her on a mission
Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything
[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Oh, she a slut, she a dog, she a freaky ass bitch
But she rollin’ up the kush, and then she suckin’ on my dick
I’m like, “bitch, please, hoe get out my face”
Why the fuck you in my house?

Rich The Kid – Ready to Die Lyrics

[Chorus]
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
Ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock
[Verse 1]
Stick ’em, stick ’em, stick ’em up, stick ’em
Take a nigga racks, and this bitch, it won’t miss ’em
Louis, Gucci, Prada cost a couple bands
Hit the mall, I’m spendin’, and I blow that money like a fan
Give a fuck about a fuck nigga, no
Bitch, we bustin’ at them duck niggas, yeah
Fuck ya bitch like bang bang, hell nah, I don’t gangbang
Y’all cuff a hoe, y’all lock ’em up, y’all send them hoes the chain gang
Tatted up like 2Pac, ridin’ ’round with two Glocks
That’s two guns, that’s too much fun, I pull up, y’all niggas run’
Lauhin’ at y’all niggas ’cause y’all niggas really broke, nigga
Fuckin’ with the fuckin’ rounds will get you slumped, nigga
[Chorus]
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock
[Verse 2]
50K on your head, you’ll be gone in a day
I got racks, I got bands, hit the mall, and I play
I make your bitch throw up, no money, I don’t show up
Youngins on the block make the murder rate go up
I don’t even give a fuck about yo’ momma, nigga
Talk shit, then you gonna meet the llama, nigga
I ain’t even gotta worry ’bout no drama, nigga
A street president, call me Obama, nigga
Backin’ Migos, that’s the gang
Rich The Kid, nigga, that’s the name
I put a bullet in ya brain, you want a [?]
I don’t give a fuck about you or your clique
I had your baby momma and your sister suck my dick
[Chorus]
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
Ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock