KYLE – Not The Same

Not the same, we are not the same
[Verse 2]
I know how to do something nobody can
Don’t hesitate
We’re not the same, we are not the same

[Verse 1]
Not the same, we are not the same
Facts, I am not the rest of the pack
We’re not the same, we are not the
Magic, it’s magic
Yeah
Not the same, we are not the same
[Chorus]
We’re not the same, we are not the
Don’t know your name, I don’t know your name
Got money in my emails

[Chorus]
Not the same, we are not the same
Not the same, we are not the same
Not the same, we are not the same
I guess I got superpowers
We’re not the same, we are not the
They creepin’ right, creepin’ left and right
We’re not the same, we are not the same
Take the baddest then vanish
Take a throwaway track, turn it to a plaque, whoa
[Chorus]
Don’t know your name, I don’t know your name

They need the light, them boys used to lyin’
We’re not the same, we are not the
I’m getting my, they just getting by

I’ma level up til I levitate (levitate)
Law of attraction I guess I’m attractive
Not the same, we are not the same
I am not a random [?]
Not the same, we are not the same
[?]
Not the same, we are not the same
Don’t know your name, I don’t know your name
I don’t have to buy flowers
We’re not the same, we are not the same
Not the same, we are not the same
Million dollar mindset boy you gotta meditate
We’re not alive once you look inside
What they call you, that’s a different name
Not the same, we are not the same
If I can think it, I can have it all
Don’t know your name, I don’t know your name
My blessings stay on repeat
And all my homies CC’ed
Not the same, we are not the same
Every time I check for the check it ain’t never late
We’re not the same, we are not the same
I got this game on easy

Kemba – Greed

Bronx 12 got the 12 lookin like the higher help with an apron
Greed
Scriptures written out the bible
Caesar with a light, Caesar finna fight, people killing for a paycheck
Niggas pray for vitiligo, oh man!
Homie couldn’t get a rap on me try to hit me with a citation
Where the hood get the drugs from, please remind me again
Greed
Fat lady singing in the nursery room I’ve been dying slow
Niggas stumbled on the fountain of youth
Greed
I know you got what I need
Turned around and bought a Sprite though
How much really is a life worth?
Stopped the kid tryna hit a cop, tell me how I’m in a lot?
There ain’t no way you’ll succeed
You went away to get yours, and now you’re all into mine
Practice fainting from a high foam pen
I’ve been hitting up the opposition where the funds are where the safe at
My only fear is to die poor
Greed
[Hook]
Niggas bangin’ with the 5-0
I know you got what I need
Oh oh oh oh
Born with a man-made disease God couldn’t diagnose
No no no no no

I just what’s right bust a U-ie on a universal vibrations
Where the mothafucking safe at nigga?
Doctor matching up the type O
Caught in between a cold world and a box they was in
My niggas stuck, like Siamese twins
There ain’t no way you’ll succeed
Fox news call me ape, well if I’m an ape I’mma be the apex
I call it a glitch in the Matrix, a flaw in design
Christian Baptism finna cost all
My my PD drive by, I better lie low
Call the Bronxville press tell em get the twelvie off the block ASAP
Pastor tweeting from an iPhone 6

You know you got what I want
I’ve already seen an eye-full
Drop a penny off the Eiffel
Even Fresh Prince gettin’ old now, where the time go?
How can one man have so much?
They saying, "maybe it’s all in your mind, maybe it’s all in your mind."
No no no no no
How can one man have so much?
[Hook]
When the laws of the land and the laws of man intertwine
I know you got what I need
Another routine spot search from the bottom to the top
Know i hit two birds with a single stone get the cowards off the block
[Verse 2]
Preacher reaching where the tithes go
Shaq diesel with a sheriff badge, that’s a high percentage shot

Oh oh oh oh
[Verse 1]

Don’t try to stand in my way
You know you got what I want
You would think we was drug lords if you watch CNN
Some wish i wouldn’t say that
I know you got what I need
Don’t try to stand in my way
Greed
Niggas hangin’ from a high rope
Greed
*Gunshot*
Little children holding high hopes

GARREN – Wrong Way

Don’t be scared to go the long way
When I make a change, when I rearrange?
Athens park on El Segundo niggas showed me love
And I kept my poise, kept my poise
All I’m tryna do is see their face
Lord help the people operatin’ off of hate
Niggas all around me gang bang, dope slang
Still put in the work
If you handle life the wrong way, the wrong way
Got up on my knees and prayed
Man I had to go the long way, long way
I’m already talkin’ to my dad through the mail

No idea what I’m bout to get in
I didn’t even want to bang, I wanted brotherhood
I can’t let all this energy just go to waste, nah nah
Fuck it then I ain’t gon’ bang, I love my life, I’m good
That’s the smartest thing I done
[Chorus]
[Verse 1]
My homie just got sprayed today
And he already in his grave
Niggas all around me gang bang, dope slang
Only problem is I didn’t really fit in
Yeah I had to go the long way, long way
Tried to stunt like my daddy, thought I was a crip

I made that choice, made that choice
I remember I was twelve ’bout to be a blood

He got back out then went back in
But when you really from the gang you dyin’ for the hood
I was grindin’ I was gettin’ money, drummin’ for the church

Lord help me see the way
Lot of niggas took the short way
Still ain’t in my life, oh yeah
Yeah I was on the wrong shit
Man I had to go the long way, long way
I don’t wanna see my life go down the drain, nah
And I kept my poise, kept my poise
Rolled another dice, gotta pay the price, had to miss my life
[Chorus]

Lot of niggas didn’t see today
Man I had to go the long way, long way
[Chorus]
Yeah I had to go the long way, long way
Get up out the struggle, stay up on my hustle
So I had to go my own way
Yeah I had to go the long way, long way
[Outro]
You gon’ pay, yah
That’s the day I gave myself a little worth
Save your momma from the hurt and pain
Please keep all my family safe
I made that choice, made that choice
It’s the summer of the eighth grade
I ain’t tryna to die, I ain’t tryna to go to jail
That’s the smartest thing I done
He made another sale, got another strike
Niggas all around me gang bang, dope slang
And if I stay up in them streets, I’ll end up hurt
So I had to go my own way
So I had to go my own way
[Verse 2]
Don’t be scared to take your own way
Lot of niggas made their momma pay

CJ Fly – Dope (Uncensored)

Know I love to smoke
When I’m out in the West, give thanks for the plug
Give thanks for the plug, give thanks for the plug
Kids smoke K2 and it got ’em goin’ loco
Every time I take one toke
Give thanks for the plug, give thanks for the plug
Swear that I begin to float
Every time I take one toke
Ain’t rap-snitching, what you think that we retarded?
Give thanks for the plug, give thanks for the plug
Give thanks for the plug, give thanks for the plug
I think I’m important, need my weed imported

Give thanks for the plug, give thanks for the plug
[Intro]

Swear that I begin to float
Love my marijuana, everybody want it
When I’m out in the West, give thanks for the plug
My bitch white, I’m black, we like Ice-T and Coco
Only difference she knows surgery’s a no-no
Swear that I begin to float
[Hook]
Might hit others just to see who got the bargain
[Outro]
Hands are always orange, I be so rewarding
Every time I take one toke
When I’m out in the West, give thanks for the plug
When I’m home in the East, give thanks for the plug
Hit my dealer up to see what’s on the market
Doooooope
Doooooope
When I’m down in the South, give thanks for the plug
Doooooope
[Hook]
Know I love to smoke
Fuck your brand new Jordan’s and the number on ’em
When I cross overseas, give thanks for the plug
Swear that I begin to float
How much THC is in the weed you smokin’?
I go crazy if I gotta buy weed local
When I’m home in the East, give thanks for the plug
Give thanks for the plug, give thanks for the plug
Give thanks for the plug, give thanks for the plug
Give thanks for the plug, give thanks for the plug
When I cross overseas, give thanks for the plug
Know I love to smoke
Love the body high when it leave me lethargic
Doooooope
When I’m down in the South, give thanks for the plug

Know I love to smoke
Give thanks for the plug, give thanks for the plug
Certain details, I know it can be recorded
When I’m home in the East, give thanks for the plug
[Verse]
Noo-ohhhh!

Every time I take one toke
Give thanks for the plug, give thanks for the plug
Buy from so-and-so, now it can’t be reported
Won’t hear from me again if my weed get shortened

CADE – Sorry For Myself (Acoustic)

But I’m feeling sorry for myself, sorry for myself, sorry for myself
My mental would be fine
Feeling sorry for my
[Pre-Chorus]
I should take one of them home
I don’t know how to love somebody else, love somebody else, love somebody else
Amazed and feeling sorry for myself, sorry for myself, sorry for myself
Amazed and feeling sorry for myself, sorry for myself, sorry for myself
I’m busy feeling sorry for myself, sorry for myself, sorry for myself
Other than a song

[Chorus]
[Ending]
[Chorus]
[Post-Chorus]
I’m busy feeling sorry for myself, sorry for myself, sorry for myself
I’m feeling sorry for my (I’m feeling sorry for my)
Sorry for myself, sorry for myself, sorry for myself
I don’t know how to love somebody else, love somebody else, love somebody else

[Verse 1]
But I’m feeling sorry for myself, sorry for myself, sorry for myself
I should take you out of my phone
I’m busy feeling sorry for myself, sorry for myself, sorry for myself
I don’t know how to love somebody else, love somebody else, love somebody else

And over for so long
[Pre-Chorus]
[Post-Chorus]

I’m feeling sorry for my

I should listen to a song
Yeah, anyone at all

Feeling sorry for my
If I could clear from my mind

Blondie – Long Time

Draping from the davenport in your insecure typhoon
I can give you a heartbeat, I can give you a friend
I’ve been running circles ’round a night that never ends
Does it make you upset
I’ve been chasing heartache, in a city and a friend
Take me, then lose me, then tell them I’m yours
I’ve been chasing heartache, in a city and a friend
Does it make you think everybody wants to be your friend
[Chorus]

I’ve been with you so long, even seen you lose it, but, who cares?
Does it take you a long time?
Take me, then lose me, then tell them I’m yours

[Pre-Chorus]
Take me, then lose me, then tell them I’m yours

Are you, happy?

Take me, then lose me, then tell them I’m yours
[Chorus]
Does it make you think everybody wants to be your friend?
Happy in success, but still a thousand miles away
Take me, then lose me, then tell them Im yours
[Verse 2]
I can give you a heartbeat, i can give you a friend
Racing down the bowery, on a crowded afternoon
Does it take you a long time

Take me, then lose me, then tell them I’m yours
Is this what you wanted, is this everything you had in store?
Does it make you upset?
I can make you think, everybody wants to be your friend

Does it make you think everybody wants to be your friend
[Bridge]
Drinking with your cell phone with a smile on your face
[Verse 1]
Can you even want me, or this just a way to keep you safe?

I’ve been with you so long, even seen you lose it, but, who cares?
Are you, happy?
Does it make you upset
I can give you a heartbeat, i can give you a friend
Does it take you a long time
[Chorus]
I can make you think, everybody wants to be your friend
I’ve been running circles round a night that never ends

Are you, happy?
I can make you think, everybody wants to be your friend
Take me, then lose me, then tell them I’m yours
[Outro]

A. Chal – To The Light

[Chorus]
I said I found a way, to that light
With my brother, yo roll another
Countin’ up this bag while I’m smokin’ out the bag
I said I found a way, to that light
[Chorus]
Starin’ at the eyes of my karma
When you call me, ain’t tryna hear it (hello?)
I’m tryna find my way to my dogma
I said I found a way, to that light
I said I found a way, to that light
Fuck the money, I found the li-ight
I turn to the guy that you said I couldn’t ride

To that light, I got it right
To that light, I got it right
I found a way, to that light
Like it’s magic, I’m disappearin’
Blowin’ all this cash on the things that never last
Fuck the money, I found the li-ight
Fuck the money, I found the li-ight
I don’t want it, you can have it
I said I found a way, to that light

Eyes bloodshed, marijuana
I said I found a way, to that light

What you fall off? What you talkin’ ’bout?
I said I found a way, to that light
I said I found a way, to that light
Fuck the money, I found the li-ight
[Verse 1]
[Chorus]
I said I found a way, to that light
I said I found a way, to that light
To that light, to that light
I said I found a way, to that light
[Intro]
I’m open, Michael Jackson and Nirvana
I said I found a way, to that light
Fuck the money, I found the li-ight
I said I found a way, to that light
Head lookin’ down at my collar
Fuck the money, I found the li-ight
To that light, I got it right
To that light, I got it right
To that light, I got it right
[Verse 2]
I’ve been doin’ things how I wanna

Fuck the money, I found the li-ight
To that light, I got it right
Focused on the fam in mi casa
Now I see the signs, that’s why I’m pressin’ decline

Gucci Mane – Coachella

[Verse 1]
Its a cold Summer so I’m a paint the lamb yellow (yewww)

I’m an Eskimo I live with snow, hoe snorting coke
My summer cold
Cold weather, just performed at Coachella
I’m a wild pitcher, watch out cause bitch, I might hit ya
Don’t care if your man play ball or not bitch all tote is bankrolls
This bitch won’t pick up the phone she must think I’m Travis Scott (hoe)
Yeah that ass on swole but you know that bitch a thot
My summer cold
This for my niggas in a hole, still selling dope
This for my niggas on the stove getting out the bowl
[Chorus]
When you super cold then they drop it likes it’s hot
[Verse 2]
[Chorus]
[Refrain]

I’m an Eskimo I live with snow, hoe snorting coke
This for my niggas in a hole, still selling dope
I’m a ill nigga, come get a life size picture
This for my niggas in a hole, still selling dope
(burr, burr, burr)
She getting with you, don’t spend your lifetime snitching
That’s your wife, get her, so cold I need like five sweaters (brrr)
Cold weather, just performed at Coachella

(burr, burr, burr)
This for my niggas on the stove getting out the bowl
(burr)
(hot)
Its a cold Summer so I’m a paint the lamb yellow (yewww)
[Refrain]
My summer cold
Brought your bitch witcha, watch me cause I might Mike Vick her
This for my niggas on the stove getting out the bowl
Watch sweater, Patek and it’s an eye catcher
Told her suck it like she love it and you better not waste a drop

Cold weather, just performed at Coachella
It’s a cold summer so I’ma paint the Lamb yellow (yewww)
Gucci so dope like they pulled him out the pot
I’m an Eskimo I live with snow, hoe snorting coke
(burr, burr, burr)
These hoes ain’t really fucking you they fucking what you got bro
Soft-top Rolls, I pulled out the parking lot

Classy Silhouette – Not A Savior (feat. Nena Marcella)

So you could never save her
So keep on popping those pills
Deep down inside to yourself you regret it
Her head turns unbothered
VERSE TWO: Nena Marcella:
Named after your dad
But you never should have let her go
You’re lost in a dead end maze
That’s why she’s sad
So keep on popping those pills
You’re only trying to find another ho to let you stick it in
(And hopefully one day she will forget your name)
You brag and you boast but it’s not ok
Now everything is changed
Going to be
You even told your friends she was an easy lay
Every time you try to hollar
Living life in a daze confused and crazed
One day you’re going to realize you’re not getting nothing out of it
Keep on chasing cheap thrills
What makes you think she needs you to save her
That you’re sleeping with three different chicks everyday
And one day you’re going to look back and wish you never said it
Somehow you must have lost your way
Not living off the caine
You never should have let her go
Everywhere you go
You treat her bad
Cough syrup purple fad
But you don’t know the difference between a lady and ho
You need to check your behavior
She need’s a man to put her in a frame
And it’s all because your friends said so
But you couldn’t tell a lady from a ho
And hopefully one day she will forget your name
You’re only trying to find another ho to let you stick it in
Treating women like they’re disposable razors
You’re not a savior
You’re going to be missing her
I swore I heard you say
Now you’re trying to sabotage her
And one day you’re going to turn up with a doctor bill
Because the other day
But you couldn’t tell a lady from a ho
You need to check your behavior
Keep on chasing cheap thrills
You keep dissing her
She would have stayed in her lane
You’re on a dope lean gone mad
What makes you think she needs you to save her
Your’re chasing cheap thrills
Hooked on a bag
It was all in vain
But they was only hating and now you let a good thing go
Put a ring on her finger
Running around playing games
Trying to lay every single girl down that you can get
Everywhere you been
But you’re popping those pills
You keep dissing her
You never should have let her go
No she can’t get down with that
That’s why she’s not coming back
It won’t ever be the same
Now everything you built
You threw it all away in the name of fame
Your mind goes in and out of different phases
Give her his last name
She don’t understand that
But you couldn’t tell a lady from a ho
You never should have let her go
You’re going to be missing her
She’s scared you’re going to rob her
What makes you think she needs you to save her
You’re not a savior
She would have made a good wife
She’s not a ho so you don’t have to make it rain
So you could never save her
That’s why she left you where you’re at
VERSE ONE :Classy Silhouette:
What makes you think she needs you to save her

Tinie Tempah – Youth (Youth Album)

Nu Brand Flexx days, Morleys on the estate
All these memories, these memories I hold
Then next thing I know I end up on the road
Not everyone’s a shotta, but everybody’s runnin’ from a coppa
In these funny times, it’s important that we’re closer
Everythin’ is homegrown, comin’ like a garvey
Keep the doors wide open this year
If you could feel the burnin’ in my ears, type of pain that can bring a man to tears
People speakin’ on my name
I’m either self-assured or I’m scared, and that’s how I deal with the fear
Freddy on the boat sayin’, "Where we gonna sail next?"
16, set up by a chick what a cockup, yeah
We about to get this bread poppin’ like a toaster
Everythin’ to me is blasé
Gettin’ older, things I seen make me turn colder
I might even try goin’ back to mass this year
We got four Benz’ and make ’em drop it on my chauffeur
And nobody wants to be the blocka
Where I come from, we talk about "Who is goin’ jail next?"
If you don’t get it now, then you’ll get it when you’re older, aha
Toured Usher, Drizzy, even toured with Cole
And next thing you know I’m turnin’ 28 years old, woah
Young Rico Suave
Aftershock days, Saint James on the block days
I say allow the blurry lines, let’s talk facts this year
Yeah, Youth, aha
[Verse]
Let’s get more number 1’s and more plaques this year
Top down, sittin’ in this roadster
Rock in a hard place, label tryna make us do it their way
Told the architect to make the whole thing parquet
But I’m ‘ere still, mans gon’ clear, clear, clear still
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, you don’t remember that?
Then I give a girl my soul
We tellin’ them we wanna do it our way
Started meditation and I started doin’ yoga
Killin’ all these rappers I’m the scene’s Casasosa
Told wifey I might even give up smokin’ this year
I been coastin’ but the last few years have been weird
Night bus, New Years Eve, one December back
Yeah, last year was not practise year
Yeah, told bro that I ain’t jokin’ this year

[Outro]
Told Dumi I’ma rap with more emotion this year
3 piece on, Prince of Wales check

Tinie Tempah – Not For The Radio (feat. Mnek) (Youth Album)

Where we used to wear Lyle & Scott
Sometimes I fear I might lose it all
I don’t wear snapbacks, yo I wear crowns
I’ll make sure you remember
Talkin’ to the mirror like, "How did I get this fame?"
Trade your life for my life, let’s swap
TBT ’07 and 8
I’ll make sure you remember me
Fuck whoever tryna hate on Patrick
Kill this thug, it’s a felony
So I’m gonna make damn sure
Didn’t think that I could handle it
Used to be crazy, now I’m insane
Sometimes I’m scared of not havin’ shit
[Outro: Tinie Tempah]
Got the mandem, up in [?] wild
They may not play this on the radio
This year haters gonna big me up
Through my melody
I know the mayor, I know the nitties
Price as rich if I wasn’t this blick
I’ll make sure you remember me
Always gon’ remember, always gon’ remember me
I don’t wear snapbacks, yo I wear crowns
This is the realest shit I ever wrote (that I ever wrote)

They may not play this on the radio
[Chorus: MNEK & Ray BLK]
This year no one’s gonna hold me down
Uh, climbin’ high to a brand new grounds
Kill this thug, it’s a felony

I don’t know how Drizzy manages
I’ll make sure you remember
I’ll make sure you remember me
Love letters to my city

Grow free in myself
So hear my spirit grow
[Intro: MNEK]
So I did rap, had two, two jobs
Used to love hoes, now I want bae
Me and Ric’ like how we gonna get this played

This the realest shit I ever wrote, uh
Yeah, I’ve been there, done that, had that what?
Hope they don’t think I’ma let it slide
So I’m gonna make damn sure
Said you’ll remember me
Thank you for fuckin’ with me
Love, love, love thank you for fuckin’ with me
I don’t know how Jigga manages
We the only black boys skiin’ on slopes
[Chorus: MNEK]
Uh, climbin’ heights and I break new grounds
Price big if I wasn’t this proud, yeah
I’ll make sure you remember me
Grow free in myself
Yeah, I’m the shit, yo, word to my bowels
[Verse 2: Tinie Tempah]
So I’m gonna make damn sure
Kill this thug, it’s a felony
Yeah, uh, I think she in love with a married man
Hope they don’t think I’m just any guy
It’s such a crazy world, law of averages
Wu-Tang Clan, gravel pit
Sometimes I drive to a random place
Love letters to the city, city, city
[Chorus: MNEK]
[Bridge: MNEK & Ray BLK & Tinie Tempah]
Wrote my will before I made a classic
Kill this thug, it’s a felony
Used to be wilder, now I’m more tame
Hip-hop, Grime and then I went pop
Love letters to my city

Grow free in myself

We the realist and the roach
I’ll make sure you remember me
Whip smelling like we sellin’ cannabis
I got every single line memorised
So hear my spirit grow
We bring the stars out
Thank you for fuckin’ with me
Through my melody
Nearly fell apart in the first year
This year no one’s gonna hold me down
So hear my spirit grow
This is the realest shit I ever wrote (that I ever wrote)
Yeah, yeah

So hear my spirit grow
Grow free in myself
They may not play this on the radio
Got a new crib and you can’t come round
Yeah, I’m insane, yeah
Yeah, I’m the shit, yo, word to my bowels
I fell in love with a married chick

This year haters gonna big me up
Take a pill and let ’em chase the magic
I’ll make sure you remember
Go clean in my dad’s old shop with the mop
I ain’t even tryna gloat
So I’m gonna make damn sure
[Chorus: MNEK & Ray BLK]
[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
Used to want dough, now I want change
They may not play this on the radio
Price rich if I wasn’t this blick
Through my melody
We bring the whole Geordie Shore cast out
This is the realest shit I ever wrote (that I ever wrote)
I was like, mate, uh
This is love, love letters to the city, city, city
Through my melody
Yeah, 8 years sittin’ on top
Price as big if I wasn’t this proud
Where a man would know if a guy was gettin’ money on the ends
Lost some payings but I gained the masses
Got a new crib and you can’t come round
Been drivin’ round, we in France now
This is the realest shit I ever wrote (that I ever wrote)
Who in the fuck do they think they are?

Tinie Tempah – Lightwork (Youth Album)

It’s a madness, you get involved?
Rockin’ white gold, pink gold and the yellow
Uh, gettin’ wasted at my rap party
Yo, yo
Nah , [?], you see it?
Been round the world, doing jet, Steve Angelo
[Verse 1]
Good yes akhi, yes akhi
Got a wicked white ting like a money ranger
Uh, she look good but sound amazin’
She like the fact that I’m hard workin’
Word to Dizzee man, I used to wanna rock Ecko
Another one, it’s another dubplate special
Where my dawgs out? Where my Alsatians?
Love AJ, but I can’t stand Armani
I coulda shagged Don and shoulda shagged Carley
[Chorus]
Uh, got a BET and I ain’t never done cypher
Long setters, got bars, I’m a lifer
Lightwork You see the hits?
Uh, now these haters wanna jump ship
Drop the beat then she might twerk
Passin’ out like LeBron, ain’t [?]
You see the hits? Lightwork
We gettin’ million skank tings
Tried to bury me alive but they can’t murk him
I just got a number one, then she start twerkin’
Yo
You see the hits? Lightwork
Uh, bustin’ Dom P with Little Clive
[Post-Chorus]
Uh, we made love but I never wifed her
I’m gettin’ paid, me and Mitch like Mekhi Pfeiffer
See the crib, kept the shit so art decor
I just do it for the kids like Michelle Pfeiffer
[Verse 2]
You see the hits? Lightwork
I got broads in Atlanta that are by design
Drop the beat then she might twerk
Get a Visa, I ain’t never been to Faliraki
Flickin’ on my Periscope, like hi, hater

What you saying, love and peace yeah?
I got a zebra in my house and an antelope

Feel like Beckham, Lamborghini and black [?] (Skrr)

Love and peace
Yeah, black boys gettin’ white paper
That’s lots of filters and foundation
I make ’em feel so good that she can’t say no
Got 10 gold chains, I’m the Shabba Rank kid

Long setters, got bars, I’m a lifer
From the underground, now we in the skyscraper
[Chorus]
No more pics with niggas we don’t really fuck with
Lightwork You see the hits?
I’m gettin’ paid, like when Chris left Billy Piper
I just do it for the kids, like Michelle Pfeiffer

Comin’ from the southside where the slang ghetto
Mi nah pick up
Uh, she wear the cape, tastin’ calamari
Been defence, but I’m never on a camp ting
Fur coat ’cause 101 Dalmatians
Uh, you see the hits? Lightwork
I told the pigs that they can’t search him
Straight, hear mi nah
[Intro]
You see the ting that ah gwarn
Uh, you see the hits? Lightwork
Pecknarm yeah?
Lightwork You see the hits?
Hatin’ on us ’cause we young rich
No more pussy niggas we don’t really fuck with
You see the hits? Lightwork
Venice at the weekend with my black Barbie
You ain’t gotta watch Christ, see these rappers actin’
[Post-Chorus]

Tinie Tempah – Chasing Flies (feat. Nea) (Youth Album)

Show you that I’m never on a long ting
Aye, we don’t hurry
Try’n see if you’re down girl
Girl you don’t know me lately
We don’t hurry
You’re so real, you’re so real, you’re so real
And who cares what’s going on
We don’t hurry

You ain’t taking amneesin’
Why are you so amazing?
Keep you in the wave
Chasin’ flies
We don’t hurry we got all this time
We ain’t worry we just wait and hide
We ain’t worry we just wait and hide
[Chorus: Nea]
I don’t wanna say bye-bye (Bye, bye, bye)
Yeah yeah
And who cares what’s going on
We don’t hurry we got all this time
We don’t hurry we got all this time
Yo, this our time and we ain’t rushing
We don’t hurry
Know you’re down for that G-shit
We ain’t worried we just wait and hide
We don’t hurry we got all this time
Gonna dance for you in slow mo’
We don’t hurry we got all this time
We don’t hurry
Aye, we don’t hurry
Just put on my favorite song
Show you that I’m never on a long ting
And I give you anything you’re wanting
May play some grime
Skip an Uber we could take the underground we could waste some time
You know I love it when you wake up high
Now you’re acting shady
Yeah, roll a lil’ some’, smoke a lil’ some’
Falling down on your knees, quick
And I give you anything you’re wanting
[Chorus: Nea]
I used to be your best friend
[Chorus: Nea]
Just put on my favorite song
For no reason
You was all in some deep shit
Why am I so wavy?
You’re the main number in my phone bill (My phone bill)
Feeling’ like I’m in the sky-y-y (Sky, sky, sky)

Thought your girl for that freak
Gonna dance for you in slow mo’
Girl, this our time and we ain’t rushing no
You’ve got me in another state of mind
[Bridge: Tinie Tempah & Nea]
Chasin’ flies
That was part of my weakness
Pretty ‘jay’s fly in the twilight
Gonna dance for you in slow mo’
[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
You’re down girl and I mean it
What’s up with your iPhone?
I was all in some deep house
You know I’d rather chose faith than the money and the fame combined
And who cares what’s going on
We don’t hurry
Aye, we don’t hurry
I love the way you’re so chill (You’re so chill)
[Verse 2: Tinie Tempah]
I love the way you know the deal (You know the deal, yeah)

We don’t hurry we got all this time
Chasin’ flies

Just put on my favorite song
We don’t hurry
Do you wanna ride, ride, ride, ride

We ain’t spoke up lately

Tinie Tempah – Mamacita (feat. Wizkid) (Youth Album)

You’re super wavy, baby
I like your style
I like your style
And I really wanna be in your company

But tonight let’s live on and enjoy life
Yeah and haters gettin’ dissed like smiley with a kiss like
You know I liked you back in ’08, ’09
Hey, mamacita
I like your style
Come, let’s get more familiar
With you I wanna live a good life
Come, let’s stay ’til mañana
Come, let’s get more familiar
You take a selfie, girl, you’re so vein, don’t lie
Come, let’s get more familiar
Keep it a hundred in the fast lane, so high
It’s not my lady, but it’s okay, I know why
Any way you want, any way you like
You know I love it, baby, no way, oh my
Say she goin’ in, say she wanna vibe
Yeah, yeah mamacita!

Any good thing comin’ is gon’ come to me
Come, let’s stay ’til mañana
Yeah you give me some
And I really wanna be in your company
Hey, mamacita
When you come through, you make me feel nice
My girl, in the dark you’re my sunlight
I like your style
Yeah, yeah mamacita!
Hotter than 81 degrees

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Mamacita)

I used to bus it, baby, no train, no sky
And again, twenty and zero, undefeated
Trippin’, this is it life, now I’m singin’ this like
Ready when you’re ready, got the Remy on the side
My mum complainin’ but it’s okay, it’s your time
Baby, you’re my cup of tea

I like your style
And haters gonna diss like Drizzy, like Chris like
I like your style
Girl I wanna meet you in my next life
Love me, lady, yeah, oh I
Like Amber Rose without the foreplay, four fives
I like your style
Coco Cubano in your Dolce, all lies
Protecfully, my baby
You only make it if you grow free, don’t die
If we have kids, what would it be like?
I like your style
Hey, mamacita
Remember startin’ up my own wave, won’t lie
Now when you bus it baby throw shade on those guys
I like your style
‘Cause I’m on the road my whole life (Mamacita)
You used to call me on my house phone, late night
Yeah she shines so bright like the daylight
Come, let’s stay ’til mañana
The batty so big, my squad don’t believe it
We gettin’ money, baby, no shame, hold tight
Hey, mamacita
When I pop, pop in your dungarees
I like your style
Oh, mamacita
You know I like the way you rotate, close thighs
Dirty pictures on the ‘Gram, save some for me
I like your style
When she come it don’t stop like a red light
Scrollin’ through your pics like, got me singin’ this like
Oh, mamacita
‘Cause the whole industry is tryna come for me
Oh, mamacita
I like your style
Yeah, none of them girls got nothin’ on your steez
I like your style
Love me, lady, yeah, oh I
For you, I don’t want the street life

Come, let’s get more familiar
We grew up learning things the hard way, close ties
I like your style
Come, let’s stay ’til mañana
Oh, mamacita
I like your style
Baby, you’re my cup of tea
I like your style

Tinie Tempah – Text From Your Ex (feat. Tinashe) (Youth Album)

All summer night, reachin’ for nine
I got a
Then I got a text from your ex
And you were supposed to love me
You know I got a rep to protect
Gotta love you long time, but you was a ten
No, never gettin’ vexed when you’re wet
She said to look through your texts, boy
See, I got a text from your ex-girl
Brandy or Moësha
And she was telling me where you were, last night
You were having sex with your ex-girl
I got a text from your ex, boy
And now I’m looking for my next boy
And now I’m looking for my next boy
See, I got a text from your ex-girl
Peace in east, LA gettin’ lean with Dee (I got a)
Hanging ’round those bougie ants
Came out when you put me on the sofa
You get high, and you testify
You know I always flex on my ex
I’m not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling, too
And now I’m looking for my next boy
Nowadays everybody want a piece of me
Used to check the Tinie man for the DVD
All summer night, reachin’ for nine
Ah, there you go, gettin’ lose again, but ya
Who you are, from who’s your friends, I’ve got
I got a text from your ex, boy
Space for you, and two in the Benz
I can’t believe you’ve done this
And she was telling me where you were, last night
After referendums
Got girls, so you’re usin’ them
I was chilling on my own, thinking you’re alone
Yeah, one text from my ex
But now me in amnesia
You were having sex with your ex-girl
And she was telling me where you were, last night
I told you I take no shit
You were having sex with your ex-girl
That’s why I look to seas and the seeker reef
On stand by, all at a time
But you’re gettin’ high, gotta lose the chance
I got a
She said to look through your texts, boy
All summer night, reachin’ for nine
I’m not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling, too
I was chilling on my own, thinking you’re alone
Life ain’t is what seems to be
I don’t know why you moved to mess
See, I got a text from your ex-girl
Yeah, I’ve still got that visa
I’m not the kind of girl to snoop but I had a feeling, too
Notorious, south, west and east, yo (I got a)
I got a
She said to look through your texts, boy
I got a text from your ex, boy
I know you wanna get my respect (I got a)
He and I reminisce sometimes
Try win, but you lose again, and ya (I got a)
On stand by, three sixty five
My DJ bring his decks on the jet
I don’t why you moved to mess
Ain’t no night stand, if you do it again (I got a)
All summer night, reachin’ for nine
I was chilling on my own, thinking you’re alone
Who’s that girl? You let me lie
You get high and you testify
Point you tryna prove again?
You know I never let it get to my head (I got a)
Tryna work it out what it means to me