Lil Wayne – Dedicate Lyrics

Two middle fingers that’s up high to whom
It may consume, kaboom, goddamn
Who knew that I am the guru with voodoo
That sued you to high hell
With shooters that shoot through the iron man
And see through the con man and now he a dyin’ man
I turned a goddamn into a God’s Plan
Go over the diagram and get to the job, man
Watch for the spycam
Sit back and watch and do not watch your watch hand
Give me some time, man, I am the bomb, man
I’m gon’ swim ’til I come out on dry land not on the fryin’ pan
No we did not land on Plymouth Rock
But it landed on our land, now I’m just buyin’ land
Back to the block where they got more rock fans
Than a fuckin’ rock band under a rock, man
We need Barack, man, I do what I can
To keep it solid as a you know what I’m sayin’
With some rock playin’
[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Lil Wayne]
You tatted your face and changed the culture (you changed)
You screamed suu whoop and them gangsters loved you (yeah, yeah)
You bought a Bugatti so you could flex (so you can flex)
And most of the bad bitches your ex
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I started this shit, you just part of this shit
I’m the heart of this shit, and the heart doesn’t skip
Take the heart of yo’ bitch, ’cause like Bart, you a simp
And your water don’t drip so your garden ain’t shit
You just countin’ the money, I’m drownin’ in money
Like, “Where the fuck is the lifeguard in this bitch?”
I go Mars in this bitch, watch me orbit and shit
For the art of this shit, Andy Warhol and shit
Go retarded as shit, you go sweet tangy
I go tart on this shit, I’ma barf on this shit
I’m a martian and shit, you a offerin’, lil’ bitch
If I taught you some shit, that’s like Harvard, lil’ bitch
You ain’t talkin’ ’bout shit but you softer than shit
Walk it like you talk it, now you walkin’ in shit
I go Marvel movie on some marvelous shit
In the spotlight too long should be darker than this
This is Tha Carter, lil’ bitch
[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Lil Wayne]
You tatted your face and changed the culture (you changed)
You screamed suu whoop and them gangsters loved you (yeah, yeah)
You bought a Bugatti so you could flex (so you can flex)
And most of the bad bitches your ex
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
I started this shit, they borrowed this shit
I thought of this shit, they thought it was it
I’m doggin’ this shit, they bark and they sit
Put a fork in that shit, which straw to look in
I brought in this shit, the starters get benched
The artists get sent, then targets get hit
Billion dollar smile
I sell myself short if I grin, I’m bargainin’ then
Apartments and shit, I could park in this shit
In the foreign car that I could talk to and shit
With a cultural bitch I can talk to and shit
‘Bout the culture and shit, how I altered this shit
[Refrain: Lil Wayne]
Tattoos, suu whoop, Bugatti, new boo
Tattoos, suu whoop, Bugatti, new boo
Tattoos, suu whoop, Bugatti, new boo
All of that shit, just tha Carter lil’ bitch
[Outro: Lil Wayne, 2 Chainz & Barack Obama]
You changed, suu whoop (you tatted your face)
Bugatti, new boo (you screamed “Suu whoop”)
Tattoos, suu whoop, Bugatti, new boo
Tattoos, suu whoop, Bugatti, new boo
Tunechi
(If it wasn’t for Wayne, it wouldn’t be)
They might think they’ve got a pretty good jump shot, or a pretty good flow. [Intro: Lil Wayne & 2 Chainz]
If it wasn’t for Wayne, it wouldn’t be
You tatted your face
Bugatti, new boo
You screamed suu whoop
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You bought a Bugatti, so you can flex
Most of the bad bitches your ex
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Tattoos, suu whoop, Bugatti, new boo
New subject, new paper, new Class, new school
New buddies, new haters, new ass, new boobs
Much later, too soon, too bad, too cool
Too hot, too lit, too high to move
Two eyes to view, but too blind to bloom
Who lied to you? But our kids can’t all aspire to be LeBron or Lil Wayne!

Lil Wayne – Don’t Cry Lyrics

I see death around the corner
And the U-turn sign’s lookin’ like a smile
What do I do now? Nowhere to turn but around and round
Just another nigga that done lost his head
No, a fucking king that forgot his crown
I am not number one, it’s true
I’m number 9-27-82
Color blind, even if I may be blue
A lot on my plate, ain’t my favorite food
But I’m hungry, so hungry
Need my family tree next to a money tree
With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden
With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me
I sip from the fountain of youth
So if I die young, blame the juice
Bury me in New Orleans
Tombstone reads: “Don’t cry, stay tuned”
Bring me back to life
Got to lose a life just to have a life
But if heaven’s as good as advertised
I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin’ afterlife
Rest in paradise
[Chorus: XXXTENTACION & Lil Wayne]
Don’t cry (don’t cry, don’t cry), don’t go (why, oh why?)
Won’t lie, I fuckin’ love you
Don’t cry (don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry), don’t go (why, oh why, oh why, oh why?)
Won’t lie (don’t cry, don’t cry), I fuckin’ love you (don’t cry, don’t cry)
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Talent is God-given, be grateful
Fame is not a given, be humble
And conceit is self-driven, drive carefully
Stay in your own lane, seat buckled
And sometimes when there is no music
We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum
That woman carried the future
And Tunechi was born like “dun-dun-dun-dun-dun”
Don’t call it a comeback
It was dark, now the sun back
Hit me hard, but I punched back
The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap
Is it suicide or it’s do or die
It’s newer days and it’s bluer skies
I told myself, “It’s just you and I”
Then the breeze came and it blew my mind
Lord knows who I’m there for
I give my last breath to effort
Mama tell me to be careful
Voice in my head give me an earful
But I got mind control over my control
I lost control but knew I’d find control
I let God control what I cannot control
Can’t control the tears, let them drop and roll
[Chorus: XXXTENTACION & Lil Wayne]
Don’t cry (don’t cry, don’t cry), don’t go (why, oh why, oh why?)
Won’t lie (don’t cry), I fuckin’ love you
(Triple extension on my motherfuckin’ afterlife, rest in paradise)
Don’t cry (don’t cry, don’t cry), don’t go (why, oh why, oh why?)
Won’t lie, I fuckin’ love you (don’t cry)
[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Don’t cry, stay tuned
And triple extension on my motherfuckin’ afterlife
Rest in paradise [Intro: Lil Wayne]
C5
[Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
Don’t cry, don’t go
Won’t lie, I fuckin’ love you
Woah! [Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Staring into the clouds
Am I rising or they comin’ down? Who gon’ find me, how?

Jess Glynne – 123 Lyrics

(oh)
1, 2, 3, add it up (add it up)
What I need ain’t a lot (ain’t a lot)
Put it all down on a good thing (oh)
Don’t you wanna know what you’re missing? [Verse 1]
I’d give you all my money
If love was the currency
If my back was up against it
I’d swear on my property
I know you ain’t the one to gamble
I betchu you’re gonna win
Lay all your cards on the table
Let me know if you’re out or in
[Pre-Chorus]
If you give a little time then I’ll be yours (ooh)
Just spend a little time ’cause it don’t cost (ooh)
[Chorus]
1, 2, 3, add it up
You plus me, that’s enough
Put it all down on a good thing
Don’t you wanna know what you’re missing? [Post-Chorus]
Put a little love on me
A little love down on me
Won’t you put it down on me? 1, 2, 3, add it up
What I need ain’t a lot
Put it all down on a good thing
Don’t you wanna know what you’re missing? 1, 2, 3, add it up
What I need ain’t a lot
Put it all down on a good thing
Don’t you wanna know what you’re missing? Put a little lovin’ down on me [Post-Chorus]
Put a little love on me
A little love down on me
Won’t you put it down on me
Put a little lovin’ down on me
[Verse 2]
If you want security
Then baby, invest in me
You don’t need to bail me out, no
‘Cause everything I’ve got is there for you
[Pre-Chorus]
If you give a little time then I’ll be yours (ooh)
Just spend a little time ’cause it don’t cost (ooh)
[Chorus]
1, 2, 3, add it up
You plus me, that’s enough (oh no)
Put it all down on a good thing
Don’t you wanna know what you’re missing? Put a little lovin’ down on me
Put a little love on me
A little love down on me
Won’t you put it down on me? Put a little lovin’ down on me
[Bridge]
No, I won’t let it go, go to waste (put your love on me)
‘Cause I know, yeah, I know what it takes (put your love on me)
No, I won’t let it go, go to waste (put your love on me)
‘Cause I know, yeah, I know what it takes (put your love on me)
[Chorus]
1, 2, 3, add it up (add it up)
You plus me, that’s enough (that’s enough)
Put it all down on a good thing (oh)
Don’t you wanna know what you’re missing? [Post-Chorus]
Put a little love on me (Put a little love on me)
A little love down me
Won’t you put it down on me?

SOB X RBE – Times Get Hard Lyrics

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I know times get hard, I gotta keep it on
Hope I make it far, I know times get hard
[Verse 1: Yhung T.O.]
My momma told me gotta keep that pole on me
‘Case a nigga try to up that score on me
I just hope my down bitch never fold on me
It been feelin’ like the devil got a hold on me
Always see you talk a lot, but you ain’t really ’bout it
VVS’s on my neck, I be really countin’
Always say how they gon’ slide, but I really doubt it
I been cryin’ for so long, I’m so sick and tired
‘Cause baby I don’t wanna hurt no more
Lately I been gone on tour
But when I’m back home it’s still the same shit
Posted on that block, late night tryna flame shit
And you claimin’ that you real, but I’m knowin’ that you ain’t
Knowin’ that you ain’t, I just hope my problems fade
Hope they fly away, I just hope the Lord let me see another day
And the Lord I pray
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I know times get hard, I gotta keep it on
Hope I make it far, I know times get hard
I know times get hard, I gotta keep it on
Hope I make it far, I know times get hard
[Verse 2: Quando Rondo]
I been feelin’ so betrayed since I came on
Niggas say they keep that shit 1,000 they gon’ change though
And I can’t go nowhere without it, gotta keep that 4-5
I’m feelin’, just let me G I’m a young fly fly
They just wanna ride my wave, for the cameras and the fame
But I’m like, “Where the fuck was you when I was locked up in them chains?”
When I was walkin’ through the rain
All these rappers be cappin’ it’s real stories not all watches and chains
I’m poppin’ Percocets and pourin’ up drank
I’m tryna ease all the pain
I’m in the Wraith on the interstate steady switchin’ these lanes
My youngin’ totin’ the 30 ‘K and he throwin’ up gang
I’m ridin’ round wit’ a .38, when I shoot it spit flames
Would you rock and roll wit’ me? No Elvis Presley
I gotta keep that pole wit’ me that’s a brand new XD
Deep in these skreets so my girl feelin’ like that I won’t make it far
But listen baby
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I know times get hard, I gotta keep it on
Hope I make it far, I know times get hard
I know times get hard, I gotta keep it on
Hope I make it far, I know times get hard
[Outro: Al Green]
Everything is gonna be alright
He’s comin’ back, like he said he would
Everything is gonna be alright
He’s comin’ back, like he said he would

Kodaline – Brooklyn Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I woke up miles away from home
In a cheap hotel I was on my own
Across the bridge I could see the lights of Brooklyn
The traffic on those New York streets
The yellow taxi’s underneath
The shadows of the ever growing skylines
[Chorus]
I’m a hundred thousand miles away
From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
But there ain’t no place I’d rather be than Brooklyn
Oh Brooklyn
[Verse 2]
And out my window I can see
A homeless man with cardbord sheets
These people go about their daily business
But nothing’s ever as it seems
In this growing land of broken dreams
It’s [?] tough and nothing lasts forever
[Chorus]
And I’m a hundred thousand miles away
From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
But there ain’t no place I’d rather be than Brooklyn
Oh Brooklyn, yeah Brooklyn
Oh Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn
[Bridge]
And I’m a hundred thousand miles away
From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
But there ain’t no place I’d rather be
Than Brooklyn, oh Brooklyn
[Outro]
I’m a hundred thousand miles away
From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
I’m a hundred thousand miles away
From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
I’m a hundred thousand miles away
From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
But there ain’t no place I’d rather be
There ain’t no place I’d rather be
Than Brooklyn, oh Brooklyn, yeah

Kodaline – Lifeline Lyrics

[Verse 1]
2 AM just back from main street
Got a call from a friend of mine
He was crying on the phone like crazy
Says he was only calling me to say goodbye
To the world and the life around me
It hurts like hell I know
But brother I won’t let you down
[Pre-Chorus]
When you’re into deep
And your heart goes weak
When you are battleling to the corner
And you’re struggling into breathe
When the faith takes hope
And the bruises show
But the punches keeps on coming
I’ll be there to take the blows
[Chorus]
I’ll be your lifeline
Place your hand on mine
I’ll be standing by your side
I’ll be your lifeline
Place your hand on mine
I’ll be standing by your side
[Verse 2]
[?]
You’re standing on the edge of town
Never thought that you’d be walking on my shoes
Walking on the thundergrounds
But don’t worry man, hey I’ve got you
Yeah it hurts like hell I know
But brother I won’t let you down
[Pre-Chorus]
When you’re into deep
And your heart goes weak
When you are battleling to the corner
And you’re struggling into breathe
When the faith takes hope
And the bruises show
But the punches keeps on coming
I’ll be there to take the blows
[Chorus]
I’ll be your lifeline
Place your hand on mine
I’ll be standing by your side
I’ll be your lifeline
Place your hand on mine
I’ll be standing by your side
[Bridge]
I’ll be your lifeline
Through the darkess of the night
Be by your side
I’ll be stading by your side
I’ll be your lifeline
Through the darkess of the night
Be by your side
Standing by your side
[Chorus]
I’ll be your lifeline
Place your hand on mine
I’ll be standing by your side
I’ll be your lifeline
Place your hand on mine
I’ll be standing by your side
[Outro]
I’ll be your lifeline
Place your hand on mine
I’ll be standing by your side

Kevin Gates – Adding Up Lyrics

I just keep addin’ up, dog, lemme show him
You know, I just keep addin’ up, you know what I’m sayin’
What up, lemme show him, I’m, huh, I’m him
Wassup? I’ma tap something, make them come get you
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, he say he thuggin’, well, that shit ain’t addin’ up (shit ain’t addin’ up)
I’ma keep on flexin’ ’cause these niggas ain’t mad enough (they ain’t mad)
Bitch, I’m never goin’ broke, shit, my money keed addin’ up (pew)
I’ma keep on thumbin’ through hundreds, I count money fast as fuck, uh
[Chorus]
One mil’, two mil’, uh, I’ma keep addin’ up (Gates, Gates)
Three mil’, four mil’, uh, I’ma keep stackin’ up (add it up)
Five mil’, six mil’, uh, I’ma keep addin’ up (add it up)
Seven mil’, eight mil’, uh, money keep addin’ up (add it up)
[Outro]
Say, Gates, what’s happenin’? Luca Brasi [Intro]
My dog in this bitch (Luca Brasi)
My bad, dog (yeah)
Line ’em up, yeah (you know, man, I’m sorry)
Do it while I’m doin’ my verse, fuck it
Then after that, we can do it, you know what up
Huh, yeah, record all this, fuck
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, he say he thuggin’, well, that shit ain’t addin’ up (shit ain’t addin’ up)
I’ma keep on flexin’ ’cause these niggas ain’t mad enough (I’m doin’ it)
Bitch, I’m never goin’ broke, shit, my money keed addin’ up
I’ma keep on thumbin’ through hundreds, I count money fast as fuck, uh
[Chorus]
One mil’, two mil’, uh, I’ma keep addin’ up
Three mil’, four mil’, uh, I’ma keep stackin’ up
Five mil’, six mil’, uh, I’ma keep addin’ up (add it up)
Seven mil’, eight mil’, uh, money keep addin’ up (add it up)
[Verse 1]
Aye, pressure my motive (motive), I’m thumbin’ through something, we blew out the motor
I jump in the bucket, dress up like a woman (come here bitch), I jump out and bust it in front of the Kroger
Tried to hold on to the holy approach, play for keeps, you gotta know it’s approachin’
Hit a sweep, took a lot of my homies, couldn’t sleep, Julio, he the closest
Brought the Range out, whippin’ the rover, puttin’ change out, nigga, you know it
Don’t change now, I’ma stay focused, just notice, but try not to notice
Big load, bring a pack to the show, we back now, bringin’ it back
Countin’ good, my [?] intact, I’m hood, I perfected a craft
This means I can see through the glass, SS with a digital dash
With a turbo, goin’ launch mode, doin’ circles, still hittin’ the gas
I signed for a brick and a half, touchdown to a milli in cash
I’m in the vet, I’m gettin’ neck from a giraffe and I pray to God we don’t crash
Yeah, oh
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, he say he thuggin’, well, that shit ain’t addin’ up (shit ain’t addin’ up)
I’ma keep on flexin’ ’cause these niggas ain’t mad enough (they ain’t)
Bitch, I’m never goin’ broke, shit, my money keed addin’ up (Gates)
I’ma keep on thumbin’ through hundreds, I count money fast as fuck, uh (Gates)
[Chorus]
One mil’, two mil’, uh, I’ma keep addin’ up (Gates, Gates)
Three mil’, four mil’, uh, I’ma keep stackin’ up (add it up)
Five mil’, six mil’, uh, I’ma keep addin’ up (Gates, Gates)
Seven mil’, eight mil’, uh, money keep addin’ up (Gates, Gates)
[Verse 2]
Now we back talkin’, got out my feelings, chalk nine, engine got real symbols (do you, Gates)
Glock 9, throwin’ that in the blender, do I gotta mention I’m in the kitchen (I’m in this bitch)
Do I gotta mention, I don’t deliver, ex-girlfriend, I don’t remember (do you, Gates)
Ex-boyfriend, she don’t consider, Goddamn, hm, I get the picture
Vacuum seal one, lower the ticket, vacuum seal numb, I’m ’bout to kill it
Get mad, bitch niggas ability, drop racks, offender a cynic
‘Bout to sit down, talk with the city, free my big round, lower the sentence
Bigger bitch down, holdin’ her titties, meanwhile, while controllin’ the seating
Need help now, loan you a penny, stayed down, would’ve gave you a ticket
Big feet, bitch, why is you trippin’? The fuck, dog, I mean, you love this nigga, dog? Don’t get loud, talk with a whisper
When you see me, you know I be glistenin’, lil sneak peak, you know I be listenin’
Sound upset, why is you dissin’?

Muse – Pressure Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’m trapped and my back is up against the wall
I see no solution or exit out
I’m grinding it out, no one can see
The pressure is growing exponentially
I’m trying to keep up to speed with you
Your lane changing is oscillating me
I’m hitting the ground and sprinting
I’m falling behind now I’m tuning out

[Pre-Chorus]
Pressure building
Pressure building
Pressure building
[Chorus]
Don’t push me
Don’t push me
Let me me get off the ground
To you I’m no longer bound
Don’t stop me, don’t choke me
I need you out of my head
You got me close to the edge
[Verse 2]
I’m feeling the pressure
I can’t break out
No one can hear me scream and shout
Get out of my face, out of my mind
I see your corruption
I’m not blind
I’ll carry the burden and take the strain
And when I am done I will make you pay
[Pre-Chorus]
Pressure building
Pressure building
Pressure building
[Chorus]
Don’t push me
Don’t push me
Let me get off the ground
To you I’m no longer bound
Don’t hurt me
Don’t thwart me
I need you out of my head
You got me close to the edge
[Instrumental Break]
Pressure building
Pressure building
[Chorus]
Don’t push me
Don’t push me
Let me get of the ground
To you I’m no longer bound
Don’t stop me
Don’t block me
I need you out of my head
You got me close to the edge
[Outro]
Pressure building
Pressure building

Mike Sherm – Born a Boss Lyrics

7 bitches in the room
Tell them who wanna fuck? [Verse]
I was Born to be a boss [?] plug
On my way to the bank
I could throw you a dub
[?]
Yeah bitch, whats up? I let my nuts hang I’m a big dog
321 thats a lift off
I ain’t saying I stink but my shit cost
[?] motherfucking shit talks
Bringing out my name
Niggas better talk highly
Turn a red neck bitch I don’t like Miley
You niggas [?]
I looking for no hand outs I’m jolly
A lot of niggas hear me got me feeling like a [?]
Tryna [?] this swag I don’t fuck with you zombies
[?] with no body
[?] mazi
[?] you niggas sound dumb
Lived in that bitch like 10 years plus
I’m like a virgin
I don’t give no fucks
I got some hard dick that’ll make a bitch bust
[?] on my feet bitch watch where you stepping
Send [?] every time I’m [?]
[?] stop begging
I ain’t ask for help I just made some shit happen
Tired of the acting [?]
I’m always giving game like a nigga in his 40’s
I had [?]
Only thing I need a bitch for is if I’m horny
Go to sleep at night
Count 10 by the morning
Bitch you would think that I’m [?]
I don’t really want no main bitch cause I’m heartless
And I be doing shit where I ain’t tryna get no karma
If you in my [?] no feature
Could’ve smacked your bitch but I don’t wanna keep her
Everybody know I’m all for the people
But if you don’t fuck with me I don’t fuck with you neither
10 what I make
But you probably won’t believe it
Don’t tell you what cause they probably gon repeat it
When I got shot I thought I was dreaming
Now I can’t ever leave my house without a G-man
Real recognize real [?]
Don’t believe shit up about me if I don’t say
Always get my money up front cause I can’t wait
Sticking to the code like some motherfucking ducktape
Always talking money on the phone [?] cupcake
Every day I’m dressed like Imma hit the run way
[?] pump fake, bitch

Sheck Wes – Mo Bamba lyrics

Young Sheck Wes and I’m getting really rich (ching-ching)
See how I caught it ‘cause I’m really with the shits (bang-bang)
See me in the streets and I be really with a (cling, cling), with a
Bad bitch (bitch), niggas straight rocking (rock)
Niggas straight see me, when they see me, they be coppin’ (what?)
I’m the best drug dealer, nigga, come and cop it (got it)
Young Sheck Wes, I’m like the fuckin’ Green Goblin
I got hoes (ho)
Calling a young nigga phone, phone (bitch)
Where’s Ali with the motherfucking dope? (‘Cause I got) bitch (hoes)
And my nigga One-Six, my nigga
Ali, the Daytrip nigga, fuck is niggas talking about? (huh)
I be ballin’ like a mo’fuckin’ pro (like a mo’fuckin’ pro)
I be ballin’ like my nigga Mo (Bamba, Bamba)
Sheck Wes got so many flows (I do it all)
Call me Drake how a nigga controlla
Oh! Shit! Bitch! (With the motherfucking dope)
Dope (with the motherfucking dope)
With the motherfucking dope (bitch)
With the dope (getting rich), with my bros (bitch, shit)
I fucked your ho (shit)
And she ain’t even let you know (she fucked up)
Damn, this nigga nice, fuck is you talking about? (I got hoes, shit
Young Sheck Wes, I do it on the go) 16yrold
Bitch
Daytrip took it to ten
I got hoes calling a young nigga phone (ring ring)
Where’s Ali with the motherfucking dope? (bitch, bitch)
I be ballin’ like a mo’fuckin’ pro (like a, huh, like a, huh)
I be ballin’ like my nigga Mo (Bamba, bitch)
Sheck Wes, I ain’t a mo’fuckin’ joke (haha, hahahahaha)
Steph Wes stay with the fuckin’ pole (pa, pa, pa-pa)
You fuck around and get poled (you get poled, bitch)
‘Cause I got hoes (so many fucking hoes)
Callin’ a young nigga phone
(Ring-ring, ring, ring-ring, ring, ring-ring)
Where’s Ali with the (bitch with the) mo’fuckin’ dope? Fuck!

BROCKHAMPTON – J’OUVERT lyrics

Take it all or leave it
I feel you
[Verse 1: Matt Champion]
When there’s a rough patch, don’t eye for the parachute
They goin’ AWOL the second that the light goes on
This a treat ain’t it, soon as she hit the powder room
I pull it back and check my rose, and yeah, I’m ’bout to bloom
It’s that ’90 raised from hell shit, parlay like when the lane switch
Combat how you feel, strobe light, I hit the killswitch
Neck twist like Exorcist, I’ma see you ’round
‘Cause tonight’s the night I’m losin’ all I’m doin’, I’m about this
[Chorus: Joba]
White cuffs, wood grain
Money in the suitcase on my way to the bank
White cuffs, wood grain
Money in the suitcase on my way to the bank
On my way to the bank, on my way to the bank
On my way to the bank, bank, bank, suitcase
On my way to the bank, on my way to the bank
On my way to the bank
[Verse 2: Joba]
‘Til the casket drops, I will play God
Fuck the world, let’s start a riot
Got too much too quick
God damn, I’m feeling sick, bitch, call the doctor
Don’t act like I ain’t been dead to ya’
Don’t act like I ain’t deserve this shit
Couldn’t last a day inside my head
That’s why I did the drugs I did
Got issues with these motherfuckers
Looking down from they pedestals
From that petty view, on that petty shit
Pray for peace with a knife in my hand
Speak my piece like a gun to my head
Come equipped just to blast this shit
Misunderstood since birth
Fuck what you think, and fuck what you heard
I feel betrayed, you can keep the praise
And all of the fuck shit, need to get away
Still ain’t got the fright to the fickle-minded people
I thought I knew better, wish I knew better
Should have known better, wish that I was better
At dealing with the fame and you fake motherfuckers
Guess I’m too real
[Interlude: Lavaman]
Excuse we, let we pass, rum is the gas
We ain’t play nice, little guy
Doh blame meh, blame di rum, no t—
[Verse 3: Merlyn Wood, Lavaman]
I be in my bag, (excuse we) goin’ in (let we pass)
Guess who isn’t built for this, man? Wassup? Black power fist hangin’ from my black ‘fro
Yo, she saw me in that cereal, she want to lick a Oreo, damn
Break the dam when I spit the flow
I’m on the lam like the fuckin’ wool
Hoppin’ out the van, I’m at Abbey Road
Fans with cameras in the bathroom, man that’s difficult
I just wanna smoke a Backwoods by my lovely self
Chill, watch numbers go up, book off the shelf
I found myself and put my face on a missing shirt
I dropped out with no promise that this shit would
(That this shit would work, work, work
Work, work, work, work)
(Work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work)
[Bridge: bearface]
With the dogs, in my ride know the doors suicide
Paranoid, do or die, you should know we never lie
With the dogs, in my ride, know the doors suicide
Paranoid, do or die, you should know we never lie
Pull up with the racks to your shop
Cop a medallion or 3, I’m the don
Zim, zim, zim out the bim, get shot
One mill, two mill, three, that’s a lot
Damn
[Chorus: Joba]
White cuffs, wood grain
Money in the suitcase on my way to the bank
White cuffs, wood grain
Money in the suitcase on my way to the bank
On my way to the bank, on my way to the bank
On my way to the bank, bank, bank, suitcase
On my way to the bank, on my way to the bank
On my way to the bank, bank, bank Me and my thugs built for this, man
We goin’ for the gifts and the grams
I be in my bag, (excuse we) goin’ in (let we pass)
Smokin’ all the grams in this bag
Man, you isn’t built for this, man
Run it like the gingerbread man
Fuck that shit, stay hydrated nigga
I’ma let that bitch go home, kiss my momma, wassup?

Caroline Romano – Come With Me lyrics

She ain’t doing you right
Let her go. I won’t lie
I won’t lie
I’m tryna pull up with you
I don’t got much to do
Not feeling this thing tonight
I can’t lie
I can’t lie
Staying put gets real hard
Got keys and a credit card
Now tell me where I should drive
She ain’t doing you right
Let her go
Let’s stop wasting time
You should know
I’m the closest thing
To interesting
Yea you ain’t free
So come with me
Come With me
She ain’t cool
Cause she ain’t me
It’s what you need
So come with me
Come With me
Ooooooh
She ain’t cool
Cause she ain’t me
Ooooooh
I’m what you need
So come with me
Come With me
This is kinda new
Kinda new
You know that I’m here to stay
Where is she anyway
Compare and you’ll see the truth
You think I’m cool
Think I’m cool
I got that thing you want
She don’t got that so much
Want me to choose for you? You’ll leave her tonight
And it’s my fault
I’m the closest thing
To interesting
Yea you ain’t free
So come with me
Come With me
She ain’t cool
Cause she ain’t me
It’s what you need
So come with me
Come With me
Ooooooh
She ain’t cool
Cause she ain’t me
Ooooooh
I’m what you need
So come with me
Come With me
She ain’t doing you right
Let her go
You’ll leave her tonight
And it’s my fault
All my fault yea
I’m the closest thing
To interesting
Yea you ain’t free
So come with me
Come With me
She ain’t cool
Cause she ain’t me
It’s what you need
So come with me
Come With me
Ooooooh
Yea she ain’t cool
Cause she ain’t me
Oooooooh
I’m what you need
So come with me
Come With me
Ooooooh
I’m what you, I’m what you
Yea she ain’t cool
Cause she ain’t me
Ooooooh
I’m what you need
So come with me
Come With me

Juice WRLD – Rush Lyrics

[Hook]
I don’t wanna rush
But I already rushed it, so fuck it
I know that it’s love
But I’m also lost, and I love it (yuh)
I don’t wanna rush
But I already rushed it, so fuck it
I know that it’s love
But I’m also lost, and I love it
[Verse 1]
Kinda fucked up how we fuckin’
You gettin’ choked out, and you love it
We too busy focused on depression
Damn, I can’t really focus on depression
Damn, I ain’t know that you were such a druggy
It’s ironic cause you’re the one that’s addicting
It’s ironic cause you’re the piece that I’m missing
And you say that I’m the piece that make ends meet
Damn, still gettin’ no peace, Still gettin’ no sleep
Everytime you work for me, promise you won’t play with me
They told me to stay away, I told you to stay with me
Pack your bags, pretty ass, come live in LA with me
[Hook]
I don’t wanna rush
But I already rushed it, so fuck it
I know that it’s love
But I’m also lost, and I love it (yuh)
I don’t wanna rush
But I already rushed it, so fuck it
I know that it’s love
But I’m also lost, and I love it
[Verse 2]
I know how you feel
I’ve been through it too bae
But I want this for real, for real
I don’t want a new bae
It’s just me and you bae
I’m thinkin’ bout you bae
While I’m in the stu, bae
If a nigga try it, you know I’m gon’ shoot bae
He gon’ end up dyin’
He fuckin’ with you bae
Maybe I was lyin’
When I said it was just you
Maybe I got a few bae
Or maybe it’s just you, bae
But don’t get it confused, bae
I love you bae, I love you bae, I love you bae
[Hook]
I don’t wanna rush
But I already rushed it, so fuck it
I know that it’s love
But I’m also lost, and I love it (yuh)
I don’t wanna rush
But I already rushed it, so fuck it
I know that it’s love
But I’m also lost, and I love it

Hozier – Movement Lyrics

and? Like Jonah on the ocean
When you move, I move
When you move over to mine
Youre all that I want to
When you move I could never define
All that you are to me
So move me baby
Like? and willow tree
You do it naturally
Move me baby
So move me baby
Like you’ve nothing less to lose
Nothing to prove
Move me baby Still want you when you’re grooving? and willow tree
You do it naturally
Move me baby
You are the right movement
You squeezing and they lose it, their cool
And I know its no improvement
When you move, I move
Your? As if the water from the bottom of a pool
Your moving, without moving
When you move, I move
You are a call to motion
They’re all? and willow tree
You do it naturally
Move me baby
So move me baby
Like you’ve nothing less to lose
Nothing to prove
Move me baby
Move like gray skies
Move like above the paradise
Move like? northside? Something so far and free
So move me baby
Like? My friends stare in secret/sequence, Honey you
Your atlas and their sleeping
When you move, I move
When you move I can recall
Something that’s gone from me
When you move honey
I’m putting? Like?

Lily Allen – Mad World Lyrics

[Verse 1]
All around me are familiar faces
Worn-out places, worn-out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head, I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
[Chorus]
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I’m dying
Are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It’s a very, very
Mad world, mad world
[Verse 2]
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello, teacher, tell me what’s my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
[Chorus]
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I’m dying
Are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It’s a very very
Mad world, mad world
Mad world, mad world