Tag: LA


Lily Allen – Trigger Bang Lyrics




[Verse 1: Giggs]
Grab a few grams and a few grand
Wrapped in elastic in the blue bands
Reach for handouts with your two hands
Who’s that? We’re the cool gang
No hippy but it’s so sticky
I’m a old school nigga
Streamboat willy, like the old Mikey
Streamboat willy, she gets the whole dicky
06 Ratchet, had the old flicky
07 now I got the whole strippin’
Lowkey bread running low, sippin’
You can be in the cool gang but nigga no slippin’

[Pre-Chorus: Lily Allen]
And it fuels my addictions
Hanging out in this whirlwind
If you cool my ambitions
I’m gonna cut you out

[Chorus: Lily Allen]
That’s why I can’t hang out with the cool gang
Everyone’s a trigger bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Goodbye bygones, I’ve got bigger plans
Don’t wanna put myself in your hands

[Verse 2: Lily Allen]
When I was young I was blameless
Playing with rude boys and trainers
I had a foot in the rave cause I was attracted to danger
I never got home for Neighbours, hey
When I grew up nothing changed much
Anything went, I was famous
I would wake up next to strangers
Everyone knows what cocaine does
Numbing the pain when the shame comes, hey

[Pre-Chorus: Lily Allen]
And it fuels my addictions
Hanging out in this whirlwind
If you cool my ambitions
I’m gonna cut you out

[Chorus: Lily Allen]
That’s why I can’t hang with the cool gang
Everyone’s a trigger bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Goodbye bad bones, I’ve got bigger plans
Don’t wanna put myself in your hands
That’s why I can’t hang with the cool gang
Everyone’s a trigger bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Goodbye bad bones, I’ve got bigger plans
Don’t wanna put myself in your hands

[Verse 3: Lily Allen]
Back in the day like a yo-yo
Then in LA at the Chateau
Someone would say did you bang, no
I shake my head, I say no-no
Maybe we did, I don’t think so, hey
I need to move on and grow some
Been in the firehouse for too long
LDN’s burning, ?
I’m gonna love you and leave some
I’m gonna go out while I’m still strong, hey

[Pre-Chorus: Lily Allen]
And it fuels my addictions
Hanging out in this whirlwind
If you cool my ambitions
I’m gonna cut you out

[Chorus: Lily Allen]
That’s why I can’t hang out with the cool gang
Everyone’s a trigger bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Goodbye bygones, I’ve got bigger plans
Don’t wanna put myself in your hands
That’s why I can’t hang out with the cool gang
Everyone’s a trigger bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Goodbye bygones, I’ve got bigger plans
Don’t wanna put myself in your hands




Kreayshawn – Missing Kitty Lyrics




[Intro]
Uh, I’m so fuckin’ sad
I’m so sad (just sad)
I lost my cat (damn it)
And it’s been four days (so long)
Three whole nights (so long)
And I just want her to come back save
And just… (come back kitty, please)
Imagined her out there all cold and lonely
And scared and…
Kitty, kitty (ah)
Kitty (meow), kitty (meow)
Where the fuck are you kitty?
Please come back to me
I miss you

[Verse 1]
Kitty got me runnin’ round the block
Lookin’ for her in every goddamn spot
Where the fuck you at? Kitty got me hot
It’s like you don’t wanna be found or get caught
Kitty, I’m puttin’ up posters ’cause I miss you
Kitty, you’re missin’ and I really wanna kiss you
Kitty, I’m screamin’ your name around the hood
You really need to come home, I think you should
Come runnin’ up the stairs, come back to here
Choppa doesn’t think it’s fair you’re here or there
Or anywhere away from me
Come back kitty and please lay with me

[Hook]
Kitty, where the fuck have you been?
Must’ve got out when I left the door open
Kitty, where the fuck have you gone?
Kitty, never gone for this long

[Verse 2]
Kitty, she loved to drink a beer
Now I shed a tear ’cause she’s not here
Kitty, she liked to eat my hot Cheetos
And now I’m wonderin’ where she be though
‘Cause she started off as a trap kitty, then a city kitty
Now she’s up in LA with me, still a Bay kitty
Me and Choppa gonna hold it down when you’re not around
Got me wonderin’ if you dead layin’ on the ground
‘Cause kitty, you better not be dead
If someone hit you with their car I’ll chop off their head
Motherfuckin’ right, I’ll shoot their ass, kitty
I’ll put it down for you as you got me feelin’ shitty
Kitty, I’ll never stop lookin’
But if you in someone house ’cause you got tooken
I kick they fuckin’ door down, leave they ass shooken
Grab my kitty back and then I start bookin’
Kitty, what the fuck? What the fuck?


G-Eazy – Summer In December Lyrics


[Intro]
Uh, yeah
I just told myself, uh
Yeah, uh, yeah

[Chorus]
Welcome to LA
The land of opportunity where everybody stay
The girls are pretty, the sun will shine 360 days
But I don’t always feel that way, today I need some gray
Yeah, uh, please protect my soul before they weather it away
The land of opportunity where everybody stay

[Verse 1]
Yeah
They move out to this town where dreams, ambitions, and get lost in the party
Takes a toll on you, man, this shit will charge a large fee
Just don’t forget who you are, G
Staring at the man in the mirror, like I recognize him hardly
Burn my sins away and twist some parsley
Stop and chill, these days I do it sparsely
In another universe I coulda’ had a stroller and a car seat
Word, they tell me things will happen how they supposed to
But somehow it seems I hurt all the people I get close to
Experiencing breakdowns at 27 goes through
‘Cause you don’t want to see heaven yet, where Janis Joplin knows you
On phone calls with Mama like she tryin’ to give me a earfull
She said “This is the town that happens in so just be careful
Been tryin’ to keep your head straight
And dead-off all that bullshit, that’s just dead weight”
Yeah

[Chorus]
Welcome to LA
The land of opportunity where everybody stay
The girls are pretty, the sun will shine 360 days
But I don’t always feel that way, today I need some gray
Yeah, uh, please protect my soul before they weather it away
The land of opportunity where everybody stay

[Verse 2]
The whole world’s outside knocking at my door like “Gerald, where the fuck that album at?”
But I ain’t home, I’m on the road, the stage is where they found me at
So my personal interest, take a backseat to the business
But I balance like a gymnast, like Simone in the Olympics
So please pardon my tardiness, I’m tryin’ to put my heart in this
Give this shit my everything, every time when I start with this
Hungry for the world, that’s why I starve for this
Yeah, artists come and go these days it’s easy, they’re not hard to miss
Here today, gone tomorrow, they fade into a dark abyss
Hollywood sold you a dream, like how the fuck you fall for this?
Have to know yourself or you just really gon’ get lost in this, sauce
I really paid the cost to be a boss
I paid in cash and skipped the tax, ain’t asked for no receipt
When I get stressed I play the beat and split a Swisher Sweet
Damn, yeah, uh

[Chorus]
Welcome to LA
The land of opportunity where everybody stay
The girls are pretty, the sun will shine 360 days
But I don’t always feel that way, today I need some gray
Yeah, uh, please protect my soul before they weather it away
The land of opportunity, yeah, uh


G-Eazy – Summer In December


[Intro]
Uh, yeah
I just told myself, uh
Yeah, uh, yeah

[Chorus]
Welcome to LA
The land of opportunity where everybody stay
The girls are pretty, the sun will shine 360 days
But I don’t always feel that way, today I need some gray
Yeah, uh, please protect my soul before they weather it away
The land of opportunity where everybody stay

[Verse 1]
Yeah
They move out to this town where dreams, ambitions, and get lost in the party
Takes a toll on you, man, this shit will charge a large fee
Just don’t forget who you are, G
Staring at the man in the mirror, like I recognize him hardly
Burn my sins away and twist some parsley
Stop and chill, these days I do it sparsely
In another universe I coulda’ had a stroller and a car seat
Word, they tell me things will happen how they supposed to
But somehow it seems I hurt all the people I get close to
Experiencing breakdowns at 27 goes through
‘Cause you don’t want to see heaven yet, where Janis Joplin knows you
On phone calls with Mama like she tryin’ to give me a earfull
She said "This is the town that happens in so just be careful
Been tryin’ to keep your head straight
And dead-off all that bullshit, that’s just dead weight"
Yeah

[Chorus]
Welcome to LA
The land of opportunity where everybody stay
The girls are pretty, the sun will shine 360 days
But I don’t always feel that way, today I need some gray
Yeah, uh, please protect my soul before they weather it away
The land of opportunity where everybody stay

[Verse 2]
The whole world’s outside knocking at my door like "Gerald, where the fuck that album at?"
But I ain’t home, I’m on the road, the stage is where they found me at
So my personal interest, take a backseat to the business
But I balance like a gymnast, like Simone in the Olympics
So please pardon my tardiness, I’m tryin’ to put my heart in this
Give this shit my everything, every time when I start with this
Hungry for the world, that’s why I starve for this
Yeah, artists come and go these days it’s easy, they’re not hard to miss
Here today, gone tomorrow, they fade into a dark abyss
Hollywood sold you a dream, like how the fuck you fall for this?
Have to know yourself or you just really gon’ get lost in this, sauce
I really paid the cost to be a boss
I paid in cash and skipped the tax, ain’t asked for no receipt
When I get stressed I play the beat and split a Swisher Sweet
Damn, yeah, uh

[Chorus]
Welcome to LA
The land of opportunity where everybody stay
The girls are pretty, the sun will shine 360 days
But I don’t always feel that way, today I need some gray
Yeah, uh, please protect my soul before they weather it away
The land of opportunity, yeah, uh


Lil Uzi Vert – 3 Pills Lyrics


[Hook]
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Bitch don’t call my phone, you hit my email, yeah
Flexin’ so damn hard like I got 3 deals, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, (Yo DJ Day-Day you a fool for this one man) yeah (yeah)
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, yeah

[Verse 1]
Put 100k in my safe, yeah (yeah yeah yeah )
Put 200k in my safe, yeah (um yeah yeah)
Put 300k in my safe, yeah (um yeah)
Now I can’t close my safe (Close my safe)
Nowadays no one’s safe, (No, no, yeah)
Nowadays I fuck 6 hoes a day, yeah
But that’s only when I’m in LA, uh yeah
Go to New York, first kiss my babe, yeah
All I gotta say, gotta say
Ain’t no nigga in our way (no, no, no, no)
Ain’t no bitch up in our way (no, no, no, no)
Only money up in the way
Cartier all on my face
Lil’ bitch, now pop a pill

[Hook]
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause on 3 pills, yeah
Bitch don’t call my phone, you hit my email, yeah
Flexin’ so damn hard like I got 3 deals, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, yeah

[Verse 2]
Getting all this dough and I spend it my way
I got all these hoes, they don’t get in my way
Get out, get out my face
Most of these niggas they tellin’
All of these niggas they tellin’
Most of these niggas they rats
Turning my niggas to fellas
I might pull out the big choppa
That shit sound like a perpella
Backwood, backwood, I don’t want no cigarella
I used to smoke on a Swisha
Damn, I can’t believe you just kissed her
I put my dick where you kissed her
Pussy so open, I fist her
These are not Jordans, these Visvims
She gave me that pussy, she friendly
I’m pulling right off in a Bentley (Skrtt)

[Hook]
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause on 3 pills, yeah
Bitch don’t call my phone, you hit my email, yeah
Flexin’ so damn hard like I got 3 deals, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, yeah


Sade – Diamond Life


He laughing with another girl
And playing with another heart
Placing high stakes
Making hearts ache
He’s lovely
Seven nights and days
Diamond nights and groupie life
High in the sky
Heaven help him when he falls
Diamond life, lover boy
We move in space
We’ve been on our ways for maximum joy
City lights
Business nights
When we require
Street court desire for higher […]

No place for beginners or sensitive hearts
Sentiment is left to chance
No place to be ending
But it’s nowhere to start
No need to ask he’s smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Coast to coast
LA to Chicago
Western mail
Across the north and south to [Kilago]
Love for sale
Face to face
Each lass in case
Shadow box and double cross

A license to love, insurance to hold
Melts on your memories and changes into [gold]
His eyes are like nature’s
But his heart is cold
No need to ask he’s smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Coast to coast
LA to Chicago
Western mail
Across the north and south to [Kilago]
Love for sale
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator


Bobby Brackins – Tap In (feat. PnB Rock)


[Intro: PnB Rock & Bobby Brackins]
Hit me up and tap in tap, in
Hit me up and tap in ya
Hit me up and tap in

[Verse: PnB Rock]
With a little baby
She be going brazy
She ride me like a Mercedes
[?]
She just wanna taste me
She [?]
[?]
[?] other bitches they so basic
She say [?]
She just wanna race me
I say girl you crazy
This money all I’m chasing
[?] to the bank now
You should see my statements
[?]
You should see my [?]
[?]
[?] on my wrist
She sippin bubbly I’mma sip fine
Hit me up and tap in when when you in my town

[Chorus: PnB Rock & Bobby Brackins]
Hit me up and tap in
Hit me up and tap in tap, in
Hit me up and tap in
Hit me up and tap in
Hit me up and tap in
Hit me up and tap in tap, in
Hit me up and tap in
Hit me up and tap in

[Verse: Bobby Brackins]
Don’t forget to hear my phone now
You be the one I hold down
Rolling up that [?]
The money ought to slow down
Ye I got [?] next to your city
Whenever you in Cali
Come and fuck with me I be down in LA
She know I’m from the bay
She giving good brain
Cos she graduated [?]
[?] getting cake now
Automatic pay
[?]
[?] to the bank


Pell – Chirpin’


I don’t need much but I want it all, answer my phone when the money call
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
Need to get off of the internet, searching for something more intimate
I’m closing up all of the curtains, and hiding way under the surface

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

Always been down to the asphalt
Head in the clouds when I blast off
Riding round bumping that future, stealing yo girl with my mask off
If was intentional, I was just chirpin’, she hit me up
I was just giving her twitter hugs
But flirting in person way different love
Play with her heart like it’s candy crush
She wanna star and I wanna fuck
Doing commercials and getting funds
In my green bubble I Samsung
I sleep when I’m dead
Rest when I’m tired
So many shows I should host a late night
I sleep when I’m dead
Rest when I’m tired
So many shows I should host a late night
LA tonight
Nola tomorrow
I been on ghost so I ain’t see you called

I don’t need much but I want it all, answer my phone when the money call
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
Need to get off of the internet, searching for something more intimate
I’m closing up all of the curtains, and hiding way under the surface

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

Always been down to the asphalt
Got a catalog, that you can’t ignore
Spit a cannon balls, when i rattle off
Tell a dick rider pull the saddle off
Might puff once albuterol
I need a moment to breathe
Long as we got trump in office
I done forgot what is sleep
I done forgot what is peace
Shame we gotta plea
Telling me that we got freedom
But i ain’t forgot what it mean
I don’t need much but i do deserve it
For i spit a sentence they all know the verdict
Hit the liquor store fuck a bottle service
I don’t need the club money got me nervous
I’ll splurge when I’m dead
Save while I live
Grind overnight and retain ownership
LA Midnight
NY at 10
I been on ghost so excuse
If i dip

I don’t need much but I want it all, answer my phone when the money call
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
Need to get off of the internet, searching for something more intimate
I’m closing up all of the curtains, and hiding way under the surface

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’


K Camp – Family Matters


[Verse 1]
Was in LA for a minute
Then I came back to the city
Copped the watch then I dropped 50
In the drop push a buck 50
I got hoes that I kept around
I got some that I let go
Fill the wood with the petro
Misunderstood and I’m cutthroat

[Bridge]
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
You’ll never catch no suckas with me
Grandma sick and its fuckin’ with me
Mama stressin’ and its fuckin’ with me

[Verse 2]
I’m just tryna get my mind right
Was in the dark but I found light
Blessings come when the time right
30k for the time right
30k for a new bitch
He don’t know what to do with it
All that nigga do is pillow talk
And imma fuckin’ act a fool with it
Imma fuckin’ act a fool with it
New crib got a pool in it
Hella paper go to school with it
Suck my dick and baby drool with it

[Hook]
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
You’ll never catch no suckas with me
I ain’t met a nigga fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me

[Verse 2]
Most them niggas was my niggas then
Most them niggas ain’t my niggas now
My shit get real will you stick around
I know niggas that let me down
I be flexin on purpose
Bitch I’m hungry and lurkin
Feel like Julius Erving
Getting head in a suburban
Top back and I’m swerving
Top back you can’t top that
Got me feelin’ like Pac back
I got niggas that’ll cock back
Too much pressure you can’t start that
I’m out of mind
Too many bitches, out on the town
Wish I could rewind, and back in the days
When niggas was normal
But this shit isn’t normal
Louis my loafers, Gucci my thermal
No it ain’t formal
Me without cash, that is abnormal
My bitch is bad you know she ain’t normal
You know she ain’t normal

[Hook]
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
You’ll never catch no suckas with me
I ain’t met a nigga fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me

[Outro]
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
You’ll never catch no suckas with me
I ain’t met a nigga fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
Rare SOUND


Young Dolph – Point Across


[Chorus]
I fuck her then I dip (gone)
Jump back in my whip (yup)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (yeah)
Bitch I’m my own boss (it’s Dolph)
It’s money when I talk (it’s Dolph)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across
I fuck her then I dip (yeah)
Jump back in my whip (yeah)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (uh)
Bitch I’m my own boss (yeah)
It’s money when I talk (yeah)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across

[Verse 1]
Hah, ayy, I ain’t never know how to do shit but go and get it
This ain’t even all my jewelry, I got on two fifty, ayy
Never signed a deal but he spending all these mils
Bitch stay out my business, have a drink, bitch chill
You didn’t grow up where I did, you can’t feel how I feel
That shit ain’t ’bout money, I put my brakes on it and yield
I stood that bitch up for two months and she blowin’ me up still
This shit just got real, I’m the shit like diarrhea
A hundred racks on me, all hundred dollar bills
I keep lean to pour up, bitch my plug Doctor Phil
I take her to the mall and let her glow up in Chanel

[Chorus]
I fuck her then I dip (gone)
Jump back in my whip (yup)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (yeah)
Bitch I’m my own boss (it’s Dolph)
It’s money when I talk (it’s Dolph)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across
I fuck her then I dip (yeah)
Jump back in my whip (yeah)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (uh)
Bitch I’m my own boss (yeah)
It’s money when I talk (yeah)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across

[Verse 2]
For real though
Ayy, niggas act like bitches and it ain’t no excuse for it
Some of my niggas Pyru and some of my niggas rollin’
This bankroll I can’t fold it, choppers we still toting
Smoke a lot of dope, you can call me Dopey
Rock a lot of gold, you can call me Goldie
Got a couple Pateks, and a couple Rollies
Went to LA just to ball, you can call me Kobe
You all about these bitches, I’m all about this paper
Bumped in Farrakhan, told him As-Salaam-Alaikum
Buy foreign cars and take ’em to the hood and drag race ’em
Package got caught up, I made her call in and trace ’em, yeah

[Chorus]
I fuck her then I dip (gone)
Jump back in my whip (yup)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (yeah)
Bitch I’m my own boss (it’s Dolph)
It’s money when I talk (it’s Dolph)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across
I fuck her then I dip (yeah)
Jump back in my whip (yeah)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (uh)
Bitch I’m my own boss (yeah)
It’s money when I talk (yeah)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across


Honcho Da Savage – MISFIT (feat. Smooky Margielaa)


[Hook]
[Honcho Da Savage]
I’m on that fuck shit, (I’m on that fuck shit)
I got a big stick, (I got a big stick)
Choppa on dumb shit, (Choppa on dumb shit)
I am a misfit, (I am a misfit)
Don’t get your shit split, (Don’t get your shit split)
I got a dirty stick, (I got a dirty stick)
It got a dirty clip, (It got a dirty clip)
Ima do dirty shit, (Ima do dirty shit)
[Smooky MarGielaa]
I got a 30 clip, (Woo)
Its gon do dirty shit, uhh, (Woo)
Pull up and empty clip, (Woo)
Boy you not meant for this, uhh, (Woo)
I’m on a whole different lane
Riding round deliver wit the gang, uhh
I wear my drip in LA
Talkin money you ain’t got a thing, uhh

[Verse]
[Smooky MarGielaa]
Gucci tanks, uhh
Secret bank, uhh
Heard you wanna link up
Bring them things up
[Honcho Da Savage]
You niggas fugazi
I come with my 30
Yeah I woke up early
I just flipped a birdie
Niggas lame, sorry
Rock and roll, rari
Tryna rob big heat
Now you dead, deceased
[Smooky MarGielaa]
Who you robbin huh?
You ain’t robbin Smooky
I got 30 guns
Yeah its getting spooky
When I was 13
Shit I was a g
I was robbin niggas
Takin all they fees, aye
I was off the leash, uhh
Running from the D’s, uhh
Friends was askin me, uhh
Where my niggas be? Uhh
All these racks I need em
All my niggas they green, uhh
You ain’t talkin money
I swear I don’t need ya
And Im with 16, yuh
And Im with 16, yuh
If you talking wrong, yuh
16 to your bean, yuh

[Hook]
[Honcho Da Savage]
I’m on that fuck shit, (I’m on that fuck shit)
I got a big stick, (I got a big stick)
Choppa on dumb shit, (Choppa on dumb shit)
I am a misfit, (I am a misfit)
Don’t get your shit split, (Don’t get your shit split)
I got a dirty stick, (I got a dirty stick)
It got a dirty clip, (It got a dirty clip)
Ima do dirty shit, (Ima do dirty shit)
[Smooky MarGielaa]
I got a 30 clip, (Woo)
Its gon do dirty shit, uhh, (Woo)
Pull up and empty clip, (Woo)
Boy you not meant for this, uhh, (Woo)
I’m on a whole different lane
Riding round deliver wit the gang, uhh
I wear my drip in LA
Talkin money you ain’t got a thing, uhh


Hodgy Beats – I’ll Be Good


[Intro Hook]
Part of the process
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process
And if you want what you need
What you need is just an object
Mistakes are part of the process
(A part of the process)
Mistakes are part of the process, heard me
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process

[Verse 1]
I could’ve went about a lot of things in different fucking ways
I should’ve but I didn’t
It’s crippling nigga, losing weight
I’m moving at an abusive pace
I’m due to race
When you pit-stopping the ones who help you, you screwed your face
You think I’m wanting to apologize well I’m not like shoes to lace
And what I do tomorrow depends on what’s due today
I’m fueling the wrong energy
Misusing hate and love
And I’m moving out on the move in date
Bruising emotions brutally
Cruising and coasting crucially
Boojie boasting, doobie smoking
Cloud from fumes and rooms of haze
Coochie open, I’ma stroke it then I’ma dip out to LA
Sipping lean and counting green
And recording until the room is vacant
When you’re [?] are never mistaken
Give somebody what they want and it’s never mistaken
I just pray my health is well like cartons when you shake it
And once the carton to my mind opens up, you’ll have to refrigerate it

[Pre-Hook]
They tell me "oooh, you need to slow down
Slow down, slow down your pace"
They tell me "oooh, you’re moving too fast
You need to slow down, slow down, slow down, slow down your pace"

[Hook]
Part of the process
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process
And if you want what you need
What you need is just an object
Mistakes are part of the process
(A part of the process)
Mistakes are part of the process, heard me
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process

[Verse 2]
No more bad trips, no more episodes
Drugs turn your mind into a vegetables
No more internet thuggish, bugging out in public
Man no more [?] songs
No more random pussy for me
I kicked the pedestal
And chilling with premature bitches I know that’ll never grow
X marks the spot to the treasure box in which the treasure holds
From anonymous to Allen I
From the Golf Wang store to Babylon
I got friends in comas from overdosing
I know homeless people with more hope then
Niggas that get punched in the chest
Welcoming them demons with their arms wide open, bogus
They disappear in the gallows of shadows where the ghost is
The plagues dying from AIDS
Magic Johnson hocus pocus
Bought a new wanda for my camera
Take a shot after I focus, them double exposures
I live in a house in the woods
I’m all alone, I’m an ogre
Hiking the marrow mountains, avalanche stumbling over

[Pre-Hook]
They tell me "oooh, you need to slow down
Slow down, slow down your pace"
They tell me "oooh, you’re moving too fast
You need to slow down, slow down, slow down, slow down your pace"

[Hook]
Part of the process
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process
And if you want what you need
What you need is just an object
Mistakes are part of the process
(A part of the process)
Mistakes are part of the process, heard me
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process


Gryffin – Nobody Compares To You (feat. Katie Pearlman) (Lyric Video)


[Verse 1]
Thought I saw you at our bar last night
Hid in the bathroom, I just couldn’t stay high

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I took so much time to reset my life
But in just one look, I’m back
Forget that I could have any one I like
But now all I remember is what we had

[Chorus]
Nobody, nobody, nobody compares to you
Somebody, somebody please help me get over you
‘Cause it feels like I’ve been wasting my time
In all the wrong places, on all the wrong faces
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you

[Post-Chorus]
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you

[Verse 2]
What should I do?
Maybe I’ll move away
Start somewhere new, I’ll let you have LA

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I took so much time to reset my life
But in just one look, I’m back
Forget that I could have any one I like
But now all I remember is what we had

[Chorus]
Nobody, nobody, nobody compares to you
Somebody, somebody please help me get over you
‘Cause it feels like I’ve been wasting my time
In all the wrong places, on all the wrong faces
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you

[Post-Chorus]
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you

[Bridge]
You’re once in a lifetime
Better than New Year’s at midnight
Wanna grab on and hold tight
And I won’t let go
I hope you can hear this
‘Cause it’s your face that I miss
Your lips I wanna kiss

[Chorus]
Nobody, nobody, nobody compares to you
Somebody, somebody please help me get over you
‘Cause it feels like I’ve been wasting my time
In all the wrong places, on all the wrong faces
Nobody compares to you

[Post-Chorus]
Nobody compares to you
Nobody, nobody, nobody compares to you


Charli XCX – Boys (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)


I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys (XCX)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

I need that bad boy to do me right on a Friday
And I need that good one to wake me up on a Sunday
That one from work can come over on Monday night
I want ’em all
I want ’em all
And when they finally leave me I’m all alone, but
I’m looking down and my girls are blowing my phone up
Them twenty questions, they asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back

I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse like
"I had to trash the hotel lobby"

But I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

In every city I got one with different ringtones
Flying from LA all the way to Puerto Rico
My girls are calling me asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back

I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse like
But I can’t even lie, you got me

I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me (no, no, no, no)
Darling, I can’t stop it
Even if I wanted
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me (no, no, no, no)
Missed what you were saying
I was miles away, yeah
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad, not like I had a choice

I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys

I was busy thinking ’bout boys (boys)
Boys (boys), boys (boys)
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys (dreaming ’bout boys)
Boys, boys (oh)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys


Camila Cabello – OMG Lyrics


[Intro: Camila Cabello]
Oh my God

[Verse 1: Camila Cabello]
Baby, what’cha say?
I ain’t here to, I ain’t here to conversate
Baby, I don’t play
From Miami causing trouble in LA
Rough day, Tennessee
If I ask them for you, best not come for me
Jordan, 23
Guarantee you’re gonna wanna leave with me

[Chorus: Camila Cabello]
I got that la la la la
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through
(Oh) my God, you look good today
(Oh) my God, you look good today
Back up, back up, back up do it slow-mo
When she drop, it bounce back like a yo-yo
(Oh) my God, you look good today
You look good today
Oh my God

[Post-Chorus: Camila Cabello]
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God

[Verse 2: Camila Cabello]
Ice cold, like my drink
Lose your concentration when you take a sip, yeah
Cyclone, make it spin
Cause all I, all I, all I do is win
Yeah I’m cut like a diamond, I’m coal
Follow your bloom like a rose
Cross like the sun when we go
Oooh

[Chorus: Camila Cabello]
We got that la la la la
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through
(Oh) my God, you look good today
(Oh) my God, you look good today
Back up, back up, back up do it slow-mo
When she drop, it bounce back like a yo-yo
(Oh) my God, you look good today
You look good today
Oh my God

[Post-Chorus: Camila Cabello]
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God

[Verse 3]

[Chorus: Camila Cabello]
We got that la la la la
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through
(Oh) my God, you look good today
(Oh) my God, you look good today
Back up, back up, back up do it slow-mo
When she drop, it bounce back like a yo-yo
(Oh) my God, you look good today
You look good today
Oh my God


Electric Starlet – Speed Lyrics


ELECTRIC STARLET
Speed Lyrics

Speed, speedin
Speed, speedin

I just need to get away, its to wild in the streets of LA,
Took to long and I couldn’t wait, it’s a long road when you’re running
Away from home.
I know I promised that I would stay, but its a long road and Im going, I’m
Going, gone.

Foot on the gas; hold it down, f**k the world, grip the wheel, on the edge,
Flip a bitch, switch gears, switch gears
Foot on the gas; hold it down, f**k the world, grip the wheel, on the edge,
Flip a bitch, switch the gears, switch the gears

Drive, ’til i can’t see the horizon, I’m alive, drive
I’ll let the wind blow in my hair, I take the high road anywhere, just
Drive;
’til I can’t see the horizon;

I just need to get away, ain’t got time, get the f**k out my way, I need
Space to accelerate , now I see an open road, imma charge that shit alone
Come on, let’s go
I know you really needed me to stay, but it’s an open road and Im going,
I’m going gone;

Foot on the gas; hold it down, f**k the world, grip the wheel, on the edge,
Flip a bitch, switch gears, switch gears
Foot on the gas; hold it down, f**k the world, grip the wheel, on the edge,
Flip a bitch, switch the gears, switch the gears

Drive, ’til i can’t see the horizon, I’m alive, drive
I’ll let the wind blow in my hair, I take the high road anywhere, just
Drive;
’til I can’t see the horizon;


Charlie Puth – Attention (Acoustic)


[Verse 1]
You’ve been runnin’ round, runnin’ round, runnin’ round Throwin’ that dirt all on my name
‘Cause you knew that I, knew that I, knew that I’d call you up
You’ve been going round, going round, going round
Every party in LA
‘Cause you knew that I, knew that I, knew that I’d be at one
Ohh

[Pre-Chorus]
I know that dress is karma, perfume regret
You got me thinking ’bout when you were mine (Ohh)
And now I’m all up on ya, what you expect
But you’re not coming home with me tonight

[Chorus]
You just want attention
You don’t want my heart
Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new
Yeah, you just want attention
I knew from the start
You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you (Ohh)

[Verse 2]
You’ve been runnin’ round, runnin’ round, runnin’ round Throwing that dirt all on my name
‘Cause you knew that I, knew that I, knew that I’d call you up
Baby, now that we’re, now that we’re, now that we’re
Right here standing face to face
You already know, already know, already know that you won
Ohh

[Pre-Chorus]
I know that dress is karma (dress is karma), perfume regret
You got me thinking ’bout when you were mine
(You got me thinking ’bout when you were mine)
And now I’m all up on ya (all up on ya), what you expect
(Oh baby)
But you’re not coming home with me tonight (Oh no)

[Chorus]
You just want attention
You don’t want my heart
Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new
Yeah, you just want attention
I knew from the start
You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you
Ohh

[Refrain]
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh? (What are you doin’?)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh? (What are you doin’?)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh? (What are you doin’?)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh?

[Pre-Chorus]
I know that dress is karma, perfume regret
You got me thinking ’bout when you were mine
And now I’m all up on ya, what you expect
But you’re not coming home with me tonight

[Chorus]
You just want attention
You don’t want my heart
Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new
Yeah, you just want attention
I knew from the start
You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you
(Over you)

[Outro]
What are you doin’ to me? (Heyy)
What are you doin’, huh? (What are you doin’, what?)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh? (Yeah, you just want attention)
What are you doin’ to me? (I knew from the start)
What are you doin’ huh?
(You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh?


Omega Crosby – Money lyrics


[Chorus]
They hate it when you shine, yea
They don’t wanna see you grind, yea
All these girls wanna be mine, yea
But I ain’t got time, yea

Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh

[Verse 1]
High as the moon, fly as a kite
She want the pipe but she ain’t the type
I love these checks, the money’s my wife
Niggas be hatin, but that ain’t my life

I go ham on em, ham on em
They hate it when I stand on em, stand on em
They said I put that flame on em, flame on em
They sayin I done changed on em, changed on em

Nooo, same nigga same clique tho
Get brilla, fuck bitches, takin pics tho
I’m trappin out the bake they don’t get it tho
I see a real thick chica I’ma getta tho

They say I’m hella raw, well I’m from stanislaus
They put a roof over my city I’m bout to tear it off
I’m in that first class poppin bottles eatin toast
If you ain’t gone follow why you likin all my posts

[Chorus]
They hate it when you shine, yea
They don’t wanna see you grind, yea
All these girls wanna be mine, yea
But I ain’t got time, yea

Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh

[Verse 2]
Man I’m on that no sleep, eyes red hella gone
The models in my DM say I’m hella on, kill em all
I just wanna gold faced rollie wit some diamonds
Lately I been really in them streets like a sidewalk

If come to a color I be chasin green
I put numbers on the board they ain’t ever seen
Goldie said if you wanna shmack do the footwork
So I used my brain bullets showed em how that book work

At the age of thirteen I was sellin dope
At the age of fourteen I got my first note
At the age of twenty one I was sellin hope
Ray Charles I can’t see myself bein broke

I live like erryday my birthday
I really drink champagne when im thirstay
I flex on these hoes you can call it fitness
So fresh I put plug it in outta business

[Chorus]
They hate it when you shine, yea
They don’t wanna see you grind, yea
All these girls wanna be mine, yea
But I ain’t got time, yea

Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh

[Verse 3]
Sky is the limit, green light they can’t stop me
Errybody clones, everything I do they copy
Shoutout to my girl lay, I’m flyin out to LA
Celebrate at all times but we dont do holiday

What if we, what if we, shut up on the down play
Why you bein a negative Nancy no Holloway
I swear I dont know these hoes it must be a thursday
I’m dope spittin flames I treat beats like an ashtray

[Chorus]
They hate it when you shine, yea
They don’t wanna see you grind, yea
All these girls wanna be mine, yea
But I ain’t got time, yea

Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh


Alt-J – Deadcrush (Relaxer Album)


[Verse 1]
Extraordinarily pretty teeth
Beauty lingers out of reach
You’re my DC oh Lee, oh
Man Ray went cray cray over you
Capturing but never captured
You’re my DC oh Lee, oh

[Chorus]
Swim low
In the back, dry in the night
Sample
Put it there, get the money
In the back of a Volvo car
Sample
Hold over
Pay up, sign up LA

[Verse 2]
Anna Bolina
Maid of honour
Not your sister, fearful temper
You’re my DC oh Anna, oh
Unknown artist
Took your likeness
Henry Tudor left you lifeless
You’re my DC oh Anna, oh

[Interlude 1]
Keepa, keepa, keepa, keep me damn down
Let it low
Let me know where you go
Papa, papa, papa
Get me down
Deep, deep down
Pablo, let me know

[Interlude 2]
If you don’t have the ace of hearts
My dear, you’re a lost man
Falcon for you, Anna, from the left arm of the falconer
Anna, Anna, Anna, Anna L’Arlésienne

[Chorus]
Swim low
In the back, dry in the night
Sample
Put it there, get the money
In the back of a Volvo car
Sample
Hold over
Pay up, sign up LA

[Chorus]
Swim low
In the back, dry in the night
Sample
Put it there, get the money
In the back of a Volvo car
Sample
Hold over
Pay up, sign up LA


Cold War Kids – La River (La Divine Album)


On the LA river
On the LA river
I know it’s familiar
But tell me why you wanna stay in New York
Why you wanna stay in New York
But you don’t know anyone
And you can’t find the right chord
On the LA river
On the LA river
Come on, come on, come on
On the LA river


The Maine – Black Butterflies And Deja Vu (Lovely Little Lonely Album)


[Verse 1]
What would you say if you could say
Everything you needed to
To the one, you needed to?
You flash like a setting sun
You come around, I come undone
Can’t find the sound under my tongue
When I look at you

[Chorus]
I lose my voice when I look at you
Can’t make a noise though I’m trying to
Tell you all the right words
Waiting on the right words
Just another lovesick afternoon
Black butterflies and déjà vu
Hoping for the right words
Waiting for the right words

[Verse 2]
Just yesterday north of LA
I couldn’t help but think of you
Every time I think of you
You crash like a rolling wave
You come around I lose my brain
Can’t find the sound under my tongue
When I look at you

[Chorus]
I lose my voice when I look at you
Can’t make a noise though I’m trying to
Tell you all the right words
Waiting on the right words
Just another lovesick afternoon
Black butterflies and déjà vu
Hoping for the right words
Waiting for the right words

[Bridge]
I’ve been searching for the right words
But I can’t even find an echo
Don’t you let go
There are only twenty
Six letters I can use
Just to tell you I won’t let go
Don’t you let go

[Chorus]
I lose my voice when I look at you
Can’t make a noise though I’m trying to
Tell you all the right words
Waiting on the right words
Just another lovesick afternoon
Black butterflies and déjà vu
Hoping for the right words
Waiting for the right words

[Chorus]
I lose my voice when I look at you
Can’t make a noise though I’m trying to
Tell you all the right words
Waiting on the right words
Just another lovesick afternoon
Black butterflies and déjà vu
Hoping for the right words
Waiting for the right words


Cousin Stizz – Headlock (feat. Offset)


[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out
Doing they can’t, ’cause it’s deadlock
Four until four, almost fell out
Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out

[Verse 1: Cousin Stizz]
Yeah, almost fell out
How did I know you would sell out?
I hit the block and I sellout
Plug in LA, put the mail out
Niggas be waitin’ for handouts
I roll the blunts size of dreadlocks
Most of my sneakers is dead-stock
I fuck the bitch ’til the bed rocks
I will not sell from the crib though
No service there like a dead spot
I don’t eat pig ’cause it smell cop
I been this way since the sandbox
And I must live what I cannot
Impossible? Why the hell not
I’m more lucky than shamrock
All my dogs cold, and the lead hot

[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out
Doing they can’t, ’cause it’s deadlock
Four until four, almost fell out
Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out

[Verse 2: Offset]
Bad bitches walkin’ on some red bottoms
Countin’ up the racks, I be playin’ with ’em
Ice copped Patek, hundred thou’ on my arm
Got yo’ bitch on the run, yeah she callin’ me the gun
The Actavis, it got a nigga in a headlock
Flintstone diamonds, make these bitches bed rock
Hoppin’ in the coupe, drop top, robot
Everybody gotta stick, ain’t no Glocks
Just popped the perc, I ain’t fuckin’ with the xan
Yeah, shawty bad but lil’ mama a fan
I’m the engine that told you I can
Big bank take lil’ bank, the battle of bands
Heart of a lion, I ain’t sacred of these niggas
Hoppin’ in that lamb, switch gears on these niggas
Heat tryna kill, put a tear on a nigga
There he go nigga, pray for your nigga

[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out
Doing they can’t, ’cause it’s deadlock
Four until four, almost fell out
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out

[Verse 3: Cousin Stizz]
These days I run it like Ricky, I’m Ross
What did it take? Turn yourself to a boss
I’m getting oral, B, you know I floss
Straight to the bread at all costs
Those diamonds ain’t real, boy, so knock it off
Hittin’ the 4 ’til I’m noddin’ off
Smokin’ the gas with the CBs and rastas
Just spent $100 on one plate of pasta
Green and the red I’m like Blanca
Play with the Tim Turner concha
Rollie in water like lobster
Me and three bitches in Benihana
I ain’t their daddy, they call me papa
Hundred bands come up of fifty dollars
Watch out for snakes like a Gucci collar

[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out
Doing they can’t, ’cause it’s deadlock
Four until four, almost fell out
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out

[Outro: Cousin Stizz]
I put the drank in a headlock
I-I put the drank in a headlock


Quentin Miller – Expression 5


[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
One three one seven man
Man, man, yeah

[Verse 1]
Jump right back to the beats
20 somethin’ songs in a week
Checks comin in from the Clicks..
Mac, iPhone, PC
Clocked in middle of the night
2am going on 3
You wouldn’t understand my life
Wouldn’t understand, yeah
‘Bout to move to LA, ATL get too cold man
Middle man sittin’ in the way
Middle aged Quentin on the way
Nigga finna turn 28
Can’t be sittin’ in the same place
Can’t take a break no, no
Can’t take a break (whoa)
Back in the kitchen like Deen
Fuck these niggas like Dean
Legendary like Mike Dean
You ain’t seen the shit that I seen
I could never work at a desk
Nigga found a way to cheat death
Music only thing I got left, damn
Jump right back to the beats
20 somethin’ songs in a week
Checks comin in from the clicks
Mac, iPhone, PC
Mac, iPhone, P-(alright)

[Beat Switch]

[Verse 2]
(Yeah)
I made this beat and song yesterday
2017 we in a different age
Directly to my fans, ask the middle man
Yeah, XO’s for all my women friends
Respects owed to us we doing
What they said we can’t, man
Shout out Boi-1da he set the play up if it…
Wasn’t for him I’d still be minimum wage
Till this day
Big blessings, I’m seeing big blessings
Grind harder, stack, leave my kids blessings
Put some respect up on my name
Quentin million dollar Miller
Keep the change, peep the change, damn
Peep the change, yeah


Rexx Life Raj – Handheld GPS


[Hook]
I’ve been out the way tryna gain it all
Weed and Adderall, that’ll get me there
Hoping soon enough, I don’t do enough, I could do some more
I don’t even know what I’m shooting for but I’m shooting anyway

[Verse 1]
Handheld GPS, still everybody’s lost
We’re in the land of the free where everything costs
But everything is everything though
I’ve been holding onto too much, now it’s time to let everything go
Leave all these thoughts and the weed I blow
Probably swoop a little shawty from the east side though
LA trips in this SUV
4 niggas deep, still fit a few hoes
Berkley, Telegraph Ave be the fast life
But I’m Hollywood when I’m on Melrose
2 cellphones, still so disconnected
Social media disingenuous
It’s that shit that needs disinfecting
Sitting back, counting blessings
Don’t accept no for answers, ask questions
Fuck a suggestion, use intuition
When your heart speaks to you, you should listen
I’ve been minding my business
I’ve been building my business
I’ve seen niggas go from checking for FASFA checks
To signing checls for millions
Shoutout G, boy that’s 30 Ms
Get an indoor pool and I’ll slide and swim
You came a long way from that blue Corolla
You was sliding in, inspiration
It’s better when you lead by demonstration
Don’t compare me to anybody, that’s disrespectful
These niggas ancient

[Hook]
I’ve been out the way tryna gain it all
Weed and Adderall, that’ll get me there
Hoping soon enough, I don’t do enough, I could do some more
I don’t even know what I’m shooting for but I’m shooting anyway


Evidence – Throw It All Away


[Chorus]
I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

[Verse 1]
I did a show in Chicago on the first
Now I’m back in LA like Chicago and First
No sun but I’ll father this verse
That’s all I’m probably worth
And I’m from sunny CA to rain on all of this earth
Rainy terrain, receive the God sent messages
We know the answer, but dance around what the question is
What is it
It’s back to who’s on first
It’s my dog
It’s his tail
It’s the chase
It’s the search
It’s the ignorance that causes all the bliss in my surroundings
Cause dealing with reality’s like drawing out your boundaries
And I refuse to be referred as less than a creative so catch me when I’m live in town as I’ve been demonstrating
That I could find my greatness in the waking of my absence
And absolutely kill it when they’re dealing out these bad hands
A player plays what a player’s dealt
And carries baggage like conveyor belts
And never fucking saves his wealth

[Chorus]
I got some money I’m gonna blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply is there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

[Verse 2]
I write to Alchemist cause others don’t inspire me
I got my people and they got my back entirely
I kill with Iriscience on the side of me
And by myself I lay em’ out and iron out the irony
What a long winding road it’s been
With no sign of slowing up around its turns and bends
How many have friends that ain’t foes within
Dirty laundry in the wash, but them clothes don’t spin
I mean really, I kill two birds with one bullet
The target’s when I line it up, the triggers when I pull it
Out the gate a bit late, but the champ is back
I need a third hand to wear my rings and hold plaques
I hit the track like the runners new
Hands high like a stickup Killer Michael running jewels
It’s true, the eyes slanted, my fam rock the planet
Don’t take fans for granted like the money is due

[Chorus]
I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain


Evidence – Throw It All Away Lyrics


Chorus:
“I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

Verse 1 :
“I did a show in Chicago on the first
Now I’m back in LA like Chicago and First
No sun but I’ll father this verse
That’s all I’m probably worth
And I’m from sunny CA to rain on all of this earth
Rainy terrain, receive the God sent messages
We know the answer, but dance around what the question is
What is it
It’s back to who’s on first
It’s my dog
It’s his tail
It’s the chase
It’s the search
It’s the ignorance that causes all the bliss in my surroundings
Cause dealing with reality’s like drawing out your boundaries
And I refuse to be referred as less than a creative so catch me when I’m live in town as I’ve been demonstrating
That I could find my greatness in the waking of my absence
And absolutely kill it when they’re dealing out these bad hands
A player plays what a players dealt
And carries baggage like conveyor belts
And never fucking saves his wealth

Chorus :
“I got some money I’m gonna blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply is there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

Verse 2:
“I write to alchemist cause others don’t inspire me I got my people and they got my back entirely
I kill with Iriscience on the side of me
And by myself I lay em’ out and iron out the irony
What a long winding road it’s been
With no sign of slowing up around it’s turns and bends
How many have friends that ain’t foes within
Dirty laundry in the wash, but them clothes don’t spin
I mean really, I kill two birds with one bullet
The target’s when I line it up
The triggers when I pull it
Out the gate
A bit late, but the champ is back
I need a third hand to wear my rings and hold plaques
I hit the track like the runners new
Hands high like a stick up
Killer Michael running jewels
It’s true, the eyes slanted
My Fam rock the planet
Don’t take fans for granted
Like the money is due

Chorus:
“I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

“I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain”


John Warden – Out Of Here lyrics


Out of Here

Gas is flowing
Wheels are rolling 
I’m outa here

Sparks igniting
I’m through with fighting
I’m outa here

You dragged me all over LA’s not so freeways
Through all that smog I just couldn’t see
Just how bad, just how bad you were to me

Engines revving
I’m through with begging
I’m outa here

Gears are turning 
My mind is burning
I’m outa here

Ain’t gonna play those L.A. Games with you
Not gonna be your fool no more
My foot’s on the gas shoved down to the floor

Speeds increasing
All your deceiving
I’m outa here

Exhaust is flying
You thought I’s lying
I’m outa here

Nothing left for us to talk about
Except all those lies you were feeding me
I had my fill, it’s time to leave

Don’t send any emails, don’t try to call me, I forgot your name already

You dragged me all over LA’s not so freeways
Through all that smog I just couldn’t see
Just how bad, just how bad you were to me

The 1 to the 101…the 405…the 5 to the 91… the 605… the 405…the 101…
And back to the 1 where it all had started from…

Chorus

Don’t send any emails, don’t try to call me, I forgot your name already
Don’t send any emails, not even a text, I forgot your name already


Casanova – Line Me (Be Safe Tho Mixtape)


[Pre-Hook]
I shoot till my bezels broke
Check my watch ‘fore I let it go
Take away, smell the smoke
Nigga just wrapped a brick, with a naked hoe
She suckin’ dick, while she textin’ you

[Hook]
Oh, nigga tryna line me
Tell my goons get behind me
Get low, start firin’
All you heard was sirens
Oh, niggas ain’t gettin’ me
No vest on, they ain’t hit me
They ain’t even know I had 50
Lord have mercy, forgive me

[Verse 1]
I can see clearly
Still looking for the fools who killed Biggie
All headshots, no kidneys
Still looking for the fools who killed Biggie

[Pre-Hook]
I shoot till my bezels broke
Check my watch ‘fore I let it go
Take away, smell the smoke
Nigga just wrapped a brick, with a naked hoe
She suckin’ dick, while she textin’ you

[Verse 2]
Bitch I’m on the road
Cops tried to pull me over at the door
Think you these pussy nigga hoes
Fuck it! pedal to the floor
Cops on the stake out
Told my mom hit the safe get the cake out
Now I gotta break out
They got the helicopters and the K’s out

[Pre-Hook]
I shoot till my bezels broke
Check my watch ‘fore I let it go
Take away, smell the smoke
Nigga just wrapped a brick, with a naked hoe
She suckin’ dick, while she textin’ you

[Verse 3]
Now I’m in LA
Niggas cry, niggas dying everyday
And I ain’t tryin’ to play
Had them hoolies outside where you stay
You know I’m with that mob shit
Clean ’em up with the stick or the Glock quick
Fill ’em up with the hot shit
Every week I gotta get my watch fixed

[Pre-Hook]
I shoot till my bezels broke
Check my watch ‘fore I let it go
Take away, smell the smoke
Nigga just wrapped a brick, with a naked hoe
She suckin’ dick, while she textin’ you

[Hook]
Oh, nigga tryna line me
Tell my goons get behind me
Get low, start firin’
All you heard was sirens
Oh, niggas ain’t gettin’ me
No vest on, they ain’t hit me
They ain’t even know I had 50
Lord have mercy, forgive me


Mike WiLL Made It – W Y O (What You On) (Ransom 2 Album)


[Intro]
Mike Willy with me nigga
Thugger, Thugger, baby
I’m out in the booth eating candy and shit
Can’t get enough, (Can’t get enough)
Eeeeeeeeeeeee

[Hook]
I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home
No matter what you can’t take me off the throne
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Yeah I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on

[Verse 1]
That was a mistake, I didn’t mean to say that
I fuck on that bitch and she don’t tell no one, I don’t play that
I’m real, I just told you so you can know where your lil’ bae at
And if you ever play about that lil’ bitch, I’ll beat you like where Zay at
They say no one do it better, motor geeked up all etcetera
Hop out with thousands of predators
I’m hungry, I want some competitors
And that shit get fly like a pelican
I’m in LA, I want me some editors
Don’t step on this landmine
I’m geeked out my mind, I’m not mankind
But this stick I’ma blast mine
Your bitch a tutor, you can class mine
Chanel first, no you can’t last mine
Didn’t I tell you ’bout that last time
I’m eating so good, it’s that crab time
I had me some cheese, yeah, I Kraft mine
Barter 6, nigga, halftime (Blatt)

[Hook]
I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home
No matter what you can’t take me off the throne
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Yeah I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on

[Verse 2]
Pull up on a bitch, in that foreign with exhaust
I just kicked that bitch up out my car and made her walk
No I’m not from Texas but I pull up kickin’ sauce (ooooohhh weeeee)
Christmastime, I spent half a ticket for Jack Frost
I stuff that bitch in a fender bender
Bend that bitch over like sinner sinner
Fuck the police, Man they trying to kill us
But I think they know that them slimes are killers (SLIME)
Yeah I think they know that them slimes are triller
The lots and lots lots of niggas
Fuck em all like we some thottie niggas
I need four wheels like a tri-cycle
Fuck on her friend and she know it, she know it
I bought a Jag and then show it, then show it
Cuz I really love it, didn’t do it to show it
Bought a G5 for my boys, my boys
Fuck a car note, I don’t owe her nothing oh
Lactose intolerant, Bae I’m spoiled, I’m spoiled
Take me some bars and take off to the stars
I done got so high, man, I think I see God (Hey Baby)

[Hook]
I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home
No matter what you can’t take me off the throne
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Yeah I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on


Cold hearted – Bryce Fox lyrics


Lyrics Bryce Fox – Cold hearted

It’s somewhere north of Florida
A little west of Georgia
At my best, you’re not impressed
‘Cause I’m a loser
Both my wings are frozen, cold like Minnesota
Pinned between the boulders with the rest.(cold hearted)

But I try, I try not to need you
Like you need me
And I try, and I try not to need you
Like you need me.

I’m sick and tired of living in LA
Where the sun is out but there’s so much shade
I need a place to go with the seasons
Where no one out has a reason to be coldhearted
To be coldhearted.

You like hills and yoga
I like hanging over
You’re more like Kim and I’m too nice to be your Kanye
Stand up like a soldier versuri-lyrics.info
But I’m a rock & roller
I take my rage and throw the flames into the water.

But I try, I try not to need you
Like you need me
And I try, and I try not to need you
Like you need me.

I’m sick and tired of living in LA
Where the sun is out but there’s so much shade
I need a place to go with the seasons
Where no one out has a reason to be coldhearted
To be coldhearted.

I’m way too cold to hold ya
Call me when it’s over
I realized I’m just as frozen as the rest.

I’m sick and tired of living in LA
Where the sun is out but there’s so much shade
I need a place to go with the seasons
Where no one out has a reason to be coldhearted
To be coldhearteddd.
Bryce Fox lyrics
Video hearted


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