A1 – Make It Good

When you’re weary
When you’re down and out
Lay your hands on me
When you’re weary
When you’re down and out
Lay your hands on me
I count my blessings
I think of all I have
She never thought about it
Then threw It all away
Left It all to chance
She tore down fences
Now It seems so wasted
Wish she could turn back time
Now she’s down on her knees to pray
Begging please, make it good
Make It good somehow
She will do what It takes to change
Someone please, make it good
Make It good somehow
Someone please
When you’re weary
When you’re down and out
Lay your hands on me
She had a vision
Time to make a stand
For all she used to be
To turn her life around
To take back yesterday is
Never easy
When you’re on your own
It seems impossible, so
Now she’s down on her knees to pray
Begging please, make it good
Make It good somehow
She will do what It takes to change
Someone please, make it good
Make It good somehow
Someone please
Welcome to your revolution
What you dream Is what you see
There’s no rules, no regulations
Let the music set you free
Now she’s down on her knees to pray
Begging please, make It good
Make It good somehow
She will do what It takes to change
Someone please, make It good
Make It good somehow
Someone please
When you’re weary
When you’re down and out
Lay your hands on me
When you’re weary
When you’re down and out
Lay your hands on me

Dandy Livingstone – Rudy, A Message To You

Stop your runnin’ about
It’s time you straighten right out
Stop your runnin’ around
Making problems in town
Aha-a Rudy, a message to you
Rudy, a message to you
You’re growing older each day
You want to think of your future
Or you might wind up in jail
And you will suffer
Aha-a Rudy, a message to you
Rudy, a message to you
Stop your runnin’ about
It’s time you straighten right out
Stop your runnin’ around
Making problems in town
Aha-a Rudy, a message to you
Rudy, a message to you

The Underachievers – Packs

Hop on the flight, get the pack, hit the road
Roll up a spliff to the face and reload
Gotta stay lit everywhere that we go
I got the packs if you got the racks
Twist up a zipper, then mental relax
Stashing the gas when I fly through the map
Got it on me, nigga, know it’s a fact
I got the dough, who got the dro’? Hop on the flight, get the pack, hit the road
Roll up a spliff to the face and reload
Gotta stay lit everywhere that we go
[Verse 2: AK The Savior]
Call me the pack-tifist, smoke hella weed
Travel all through the atlas and planting my seeds
Grew to a money tree, as it should be
Got some young niggas gunning while on LSD
They want my hundreds, start hitting the bitch
When I open like auras, she thought I was cute
Hold up, now you retreat
Make you bow to the feet
I ain’t rocking designer, red bottom my speaker
Don’t get your people annihilated
Sip the sap and my pupils be dilated
I reside in the group with the finest ladies
Free my mind now I move with no limitations
We just demonstrating, dollars circulate
Blowing recreation, pussy penetrate
Ain’t no fucking trophies when you in the grave
Throw your girl emoji, she just give me face
Never gave me faith, had to push it in place
Manifested my future on daily basis
Getting stoned like Medusa, ’bout getting paper
Cop a P, then we move it, don’t tell the neighbors
Only blow OG, that potent flavor
Nigga, roll me a dollie and then I face it
Wrap that shit tight so they cannot trace it
Fed Ex sent me a text that the package made it

[Hook: Issa Gold, AK The Savior]
I got the packs if you got the racks
Twist up a zipper, then mental relax
Stashing the gas when I fly through the map
Got it on me, nigga, know it’s a fact
I got the dough, who got the dro’? Hop on the flight, get the pack, hit the road
Roll up a spliff to the face and reload
Gotta stay lit everywhere that we go
I got the packs if you got the racks
Twist up a zipper, then mental relax
Stashing the gas when I fly through the map
Got it on me, nigga, know it’s a fact
I got the dough, who got the dro’? [Verse 1: Issa Gold]
Backseat, riding with the trays, rock bottom
That’ll turn that nigga to a ghost
Ain’t no love in my city, straight drugs in my city
Niggas walk around this shit, no hope
Gotta keep the gang here with me, anything hold fifty
Niggas wanna bang, want no smoke
Nigga had the cash out, silly, bought the bag out with me
Nigga tryna stack, show you how it go
Follow my eyes, shit gon’ be right on the prize
Repping the set with the gods
Split up them pods
Run up the check to get high
Fuck it, my nigga, we crying
Out of my mind, most of these niggas is lying
All of my shit a design
Look at me shine, nigga might hit a few lines
Then I might bang on your dime
Do it, I hope
You do me, Peter Pan, four in my liter, man
Repping the coast
All of my hitters bang, run up and get your man
Word to my bros
Flexing on Instagram, made over insta-fame
Blowing my dope
Punching up instant bands, move like the Crip in gangs
Taking those shorts
Jedi, I came with the force
Roll up and spark up the torch
Enter the corpse, pouring some liquor for cous’
This for the niggas we lost
Don’t trap on the corner, killers is in the town
Nigga not ducking ’round
Fuck with the growers, hit me, I need your loud
Shipping, you get your pounds

[Hook: Issa Gold, AK The Savior]
I got the packs if you got the racks
Twist up a zipper, then mental relax
Stashing the gas when I fly through the map
Got it on me, nigga, know it’s a fact
I got the dough, who got the dro’? Hop on the flight, get the pack, hit the road
Roll up a spliff to the face and reload
Gotta stay lit everywhere that we go

Ace Hood – They Said It

No more questions
They sayin’ it
Yeah, they sayin’ it
No No more questions
They sayin’ it
Yeah, they sayin’ it
They sayin’ it (hey)
[Verse 2]
Thought it was over
Kept my composure
I seen this since the beginning, the funny thing is that I told ya’
Fuck all the critics
Fuck all the gimmicks
Fuck niggas feelings if they feel offended
Ain’t no pretendin’ when I’m in attendance
My heart is replenished, my soul has ascended
Who wanna war with the best? No more questions
They sayin’ it
Yeah, they sayin’ it
They sayin’ it (ooh)
[Verse 1]
Clearing my mind
I’m outta my head
Real niggas countin’ on the boy now, stickin’ to the basics
Screamin’ he the one, he the one, like a young nigga feelin’ like the Matrix
Think he got a gun, got a gun, like they boy quarterbackin’ for the Patriots
Went and bought a Draco, soldier
These niggas snakes like cobras
These niggas sleep need Foldgers
Benzo coupe white coka
Been had a bounce on the beat like
Go and get the money everyday like
Then I pull off in a coupe, come get your lady, your boo
She on my D-I-C-K in that V-I-P, it ain’t no secret about who got the juice
They keep on rappin’ about it
Frequently keep the deposits
I’m rollin’ joints with the pilot
We threw your tape in the garbage

[Chorus]
And they said I would never be shit
And they sayin’ I will never beat this
And they sayin’ a nigga fell way off
And they sayin’ a nigga way too raw
Yeah, they sayin’ it
They sayin’ it
They said it
They said it
I’m a legend
I’m a blessin’
Are you still with? [Chorus]
They said it, they said it
And they said it
And they said I would never be shit
And they sayin’ I will never beat this
And they sayin’ a nigga fell way off
And they sayin’ a nigga way too raw
Yeah, they sayin’ it
They sayin’ it
They said it
They said it
I’m a legend
I’m a blessin’
Are you still with? You are not safe with a vest
I’m coming straight at your neck
Shoot and reload for the next
I never ever complain
I never placed up the blame
I was detained, they throwin’ dirt on my name
They tried to put me to shame
All in the game
I use that doubt as the floor
I had to switch up the Rolls’
I got the cure, all of the shit I endured
Most of these rapper maneur, talkin’ like ugh
These niggas fresh out a sewer, I just got back from the jeweler
I can’t relate to the losers
I’mma go harder than usual

[Chorus]
And they said I would never be shit
And they sayin’ I will never beat this
And they sayin’ a nigga fell way off
And they sayin’ a nigga way too raw
Yeah, they sayin’ it
They sayin’ it
They said it
They said it
I’m a legend
I’m a blessin’
Are you still with?

Smino – Sorbet

[Intro: Akenya on voicemail:]
Happy birthday dear Lil Chris
Happy birthday to you, yeah
[Hook]
Shawty you taste like sorbet
Beat it til’ it’s sore, bae
Ooh, told ’em we can soar bae
Told em we can soar to the moon
Shawty you taste like sorbet
Beat it til’ it’s sore bae (ooh)
Told em’ we can soar bae
Told em’ we can soar! Lou
Figaro, Sango, Smirnoff
She let me hold it, no piano
Like she in a bodega, but the [?] long
Pull up for thirty, I’m all alone
Lookin for lil’ lady marmalade
Killed the pussy in the Home, uh oh
(Ohh, that’s a homicide)

[Hook]
Shawty you taste like sorbet
Beat it til’ it’s sore, bae
Ooh, told em we can soar bae
Told em we can soar to the moon
Shawty you taste like sorbet
Beat it til’ it’s sore bae, (ooh)
Told em’ we can soar bae
Told em’ we can soar! [Verse 1]
It ain’t no, pretty park
Really dark, city spark
Really that’s where I come from, huh
Avenue, boulevard, interstate, kill ’em all
Anytime the dam fall ‘part, huh
Yellow bitch look like art, huh
Yellow on the rims, that’s Bart, huh
Yell across the street
Tell the bros "come eat"
That’s a dream, don’t seem, thus far, huh
We don’t stand for no Star Spangled Banner (nah, nah)
This a lil’ flip in the seat like a bag of davis
No fatigue on my banner (on God)
I said, listen lil’ flip
I live like a pimp, I got gentleman manners
You said, you a lil’ freak, tryna see the prescription
Gon’ be a few glasses
This kid, 314, St. [Outro]
Mama told me say my thanks and please
Sorbet baby, babe gimme that brain freeze (ooh)
Mama told me say my thanks and please
Sorbet baby, babe gimme that brain freeze (ooh)
Brain, freeze
She don’t, screamo
I made her scream like (she a lil’ squirter)
But she don’t, screamo
I made her scream like (yeah, she was screamin’) [Bridge]
Mama told me say my thanks and please
Sorbet baby, babe gimme that brain freeze (ooh)
Mama told me say my thanks and please
Sorbet baby, babe gimme that brain freeze (ooh)
Brain, freeze
She don’t, screamo
I made her scream like
But she don’t, screamo
I made her scream like
[Verse 2]
I walked in, clean like
It my, birthday
Walked in, clean like
Issa church day
Carpe diem, dior
Denim tortilla sneakers
Quesadilla had to get my cheese up
Walked in clean up it my birthday
Walked in clean like it’s a church day
Carpe diem, Dior denim, tortilla sneakers
Quesadilla, had to get my cheese up

[Verse 3]
Shawty she scream like a pom-pom team
We roll around like a Fronto leaf
We rock n’ roll like a Bon Jovi
All of these bitches what God show me
Shawty she scream like a pom-pom team
We roll around like a Fronto leaf, leaf, leaf
We rock n’ roll like a Bon Jovi
All of these bitches what God show me
[Verse 4]
It’s a beautiful day, it’s a beautiful morning
Been Hakuna Matatin’
I been twistin’, I’m twisting the loudy
She twistin’ them hips, her body my hobby
I fucked her vertical, she got all squirtitcle
Then she, act like, she never heard of you
That [?]
[Hook]
Shawty you taste like sorbet
Beat it til’ it’s sore, bae
Ooh, told em we can soar bae
Told em we can soar to the moon
Shawty you taste like sorbet
Beat it til’ it’s sore bae, (ooh)
Told em’ we can soar bae
Told em’ we can soar!

Tiga Maine – Lames (feat. Naledzii)

[Verse 1] (Naledzii)
Tell me when you done with them lames
Tell me when you done with them phonies and fakes
Tell me when you done with them insta mamis
Always tryna get some meat off your plate
You say you got dudes you can trust
Is that a truth or a must
As you don’t wanna get left in the dust
While they busy popping bottles in the club
Honey that’s a lie
Who knows you better than I
Even your fam knows that you me multiplied
That’s that shit you can’t deny
At least with me you know I’m a ride or die
So can we give it one try
Coz you know it’s real in my eyes

When will you realise
When will you realise
That you’ve always been mine
[Hook]
We’ve been grindin’ since from day one with my team
They thought we ain’t gon’ make it
Don’t waste my time
We on…….we on,for you lames
(Kimiller on the track)
[Verse 2] (Tiga Maine)
I gotta get money in many ways
I struggled and fumbled for 15 days
Every list you find me on top like a crust
Don’t meddle in my bu’ness forget bout my past
Don’t talk to me like that
You have to show respect
Don’t worry my Nigga
I’m the number one suspect

The lines that you’re spitting
They so fascinating
You make me feel better
And stop suffocating
Look at the nation
And tell me what’s poppin’
Look at these lames
And tell me what’s crackin’
Lemme do my thing
And forget the rest
Don’t take me for granted
They know I’m the best
These niggas on t.v
They’re lame and shitty
Broads like you
They fly and pretty
I’m too legit to quit
I like the way I spit

I’m not a hypocrite
Hol’ on I’m done with em

[Hook]
We’ve been grindin’ since from day one with my team
They thought we ain’t gon’ make it
Don’t waste my time
We on…….we on,for you lames
(Kimiller on the track). ×2

Jorja Smith – On My Mind (Acoustic)

I don’t need to hear you cryin’ out my name
Unlike before when you and I laid eye to eye
Now it’s time for you to taste the bitter end
[Refrain]
So I ask myself, do I let you go? Or do I keep you in the frame of my mind? When I saw what you did, who you were with
Got me questionin’ the things that I believe

[Refrain]
So I ask myself, do I let you go? Now I’m growing wise to your sugar-coated lies
Nothing’s sweet about my misery, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
I finally found what went wrong
You think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh
I finally found the wrong in you
You think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh
I finally found what went wrong
You think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh
I finally found the wrong in you
You think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh
[Chorus]
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
On my mind, on my mind
Mind, mind, mind

[Verse 2]
You again, why’d you call? Or do I keep you in the frame of my mind? Now I’m growing wise to your sugar-coated lies
Nothing’s sweet about my misery, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
I finally found what went wrong
You think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh
I finally found the wrong in you
You think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh
I finally found what went wrong
You think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh
I finally found the wrong in you
You think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh

[Chorus]
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
On my mind, on my mind
Mind, mind, mind
Preditah [Intro]
Mind, mind, you think I would
Mind, you think I would, mind
Mind, you think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh, my mind
Mind, mind, you think I would
Mind, you think I would, mind
Mind, you think I would mind
Oh, you think I, oh, my mind
[Chorus]
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
Don’t want to feel you
Don’t want you on my mind
On my mind, on my mind
Mind, mind, mind, mind
[Verse 1]
Why on earth would I leave
If you were everything I wanted you to be?

Jazmine Sullivan & Bryson Tiller – Insecure

When I did all I could do, but you be wanting more
And why you can’t get up off my back
And I can take a lot of shit, but I won’t take that
[Verse 3: Jazmine Sullivan]
Don’t you never trust, it’s important
Ever heard of that, is it foreign to you? When I did all I could do, but you be wanting more
And why you can’t get up off my back
And I can take a lot of shit, but I won’t take that
[Verse 2: Bryson Tiller]
Been a long time, ain’t been home – I been away
Work got me in and out of state
Don’t know what you’re doing, wonder what you’re doing
You got niggas in you’re face, I’ll never let you go to waste
You’re my treasure, baby, not my trash
Thirsty bout to make a nigga spaz
Why I treat you like a trophy, control freak
I tell you that’s better than no freak
Find someone better you can go free
Stop trippin’ girl you know me, I’m your homie
Don’t cut it off, we done said it all and we done it all
I want it all, for myself sorry if I’m coming off insecure
(Ooh, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Jazmine Sullivan]
Why you gotta be so insecure? (so insecure)
When I did all I could do, but you be wanting more (but you be wanting more and more)
And why you can’t get above my back
And I can take a lot of shit, but I won’t take that (but I won’t take that)
No I won’t take that no more Got me looking for a new dude
With a chill vibe, who a nice time, who can lay back, who don’t pick fights, who ain’t insecure
[Chorus: Jazmine Sullivan]
Why you gotta’ be so insecure? Got me looking for a new dude
I’m a good girl but you reachin’
’bout to make me give you reason to be insecure
[Chorus: Jazmine Sullivan]
Why you gotta’ be so insecure? [Verse 1: Jazmine Sullivan]
Gotta’ lot on my mind
I’m thinking I’m needing a break to clear up the clutter, damn man
Can I get a minute get some space, man
You been through my head, playing games man
You be way too controlling
Got me feeling like I can’t breathe, I can’t even hang with a homie
Ain’t no reason not to trust me, I’m your lady not a slave
You my nigga not my master, I’ll escape thinking who can I run to? Is a good time really boring to you? You be on your Suge Knight, Always trying to fight
You a bully or a lover
Are you my man or my big brother
Baby somethings wrong with this picture
You make it hard to wanna stay with ya
I’m your lady, not a slave
You my nigga, not my master, I’ll escape
Thinking who can I run to?

Demi Lovato – Sorry Not Sorry (Vevo X Demi Lovato)

[Intro]
Payback is a bad bitch
And baby, I’m the baddest (I’m the baddest, I’m the baddest)
[Verse 1]
Now I’m out here looking like revenge
Feelin’ like a ten, the best I’ve ever been
And yeah, I know how bad it must hurt
To see me like this, but it gets worse (wait a minute)
Now you’re out here looking like regret
Ain’t too proud to beg, second chance you’ll never get
And yeah, I know how bad it must hurt to see me like this
But it gets worse (wait a minute)
[Pre-Chorus]
Now payback is a bad bitch
And baby, I’m the baddest
You fuckin’ with a savage
Can’t have this, can’t have this (ah)
And it’d be nice of me to take it easy on ya, but nah
[Chorus]
Baby, I’m sorry (I’m not sorry)
Baby, I’m sorry (I’m not sorry)
Being so bad got me feelin’ so good
Showing you up like I knew that I would
Baby, I’m sorry (I’m not sorry)
Baby, I’m sorry (I’m not sorry)
Feeling inspired ’cause the tables have turned
Yeah, I’m on fire and I know that it burns
[Verse 2]
Baby, fineness is the way to kill
Tell me how it feel, bet it’s such a bitter pill
And yeah I know, you thought you had bigger, better things
Bet right now this stings (wait a minute)
‘Cause the grass is greener under me
Brightness, Technicolor, I can tell that you can see
And yeah, I know how bad it must hurt to see me like this
But it gets worse (wait a minute)
[Pre-Chorus]
Now payback is a bad bitch
And baby, I’m the baddest
You fuckin’ with a savage
Can’t have this, can’t have this (ah)
And it’d be nice of me to take it easy on ya, but nah
[Chorus]
Baby, I’m sorry (I’m not sorry)
Baby, I’m sorry (I’m not sorry)
Being so bad got me feelin’ so good
Showing you up like I knew that I would
Baby, I’m sorry (I’m not sorry)
Baby, I’m sorry (I’m not sorry)
Feeling inspired ’cause the tables have turned
Yeah, I’m on fire and I know that it burns
[Bridge]
Talk that talk, baby
Better walk, better walk that walk, baby
If you talk, if you talk that talk, baby
Better walk, better walk that walk, baby
Oh yeah, talk that talk, baby
Better walk, better walk, that walk, baby
If you talk, if you talk that talk, baby
Better walk, better walk that walk, baby
[Chorus]
Baby, I’m sorry (I’m not sorry)
Baby, I’m sorry (I’m not sorry)
Being so bad got me feelin’ so good
Showing you up like I knew that I would
Baby, I’m sorry (I’m not sorry)
Baby, I’m sorry (I’m not sorry)
Feeling inspired ’cause the tables have turned
Yeah, I’m on fire and I know that it burns
[Outro]
Payback is a bad bitch
And baby, I’m the baddest
I’m the baddest, I’m the baddest

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

BROCKHAMPTON – Boys

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
[Verse 1: Ameer Vann & Merlyn Wood]
I feel just like Zayn
I feel just like Harry
I cop it and I flip it
Have it sittin’ on pirellis
Me and all my niggas
South side, One Direction
Tens and tens and tens and tens
Got lenses in my direction
Flow to my location
Lowkey I’m in Cali just avoiding my probation
Fuck your jurisdiction, fuck the federales
Sold out by my father, he gon’ feel the karma
When I get the, get the commas, nigga
I don’t have, I don’t have no fear, nigga
Buy the ounce, sellin’ ounces over here, nigga
I don’t lie, I just bought a whole grill
Arguing with my bitch, my whip sit twenty-six
[Verse 2: Matt Champion]
Lowkey I’m a heartthrob
And I ain’t drop an album yet
I’m something like a poster
Sitting on your girl’s wall
And something about my face
Make her take her clothes off
Ya’ll say I got bitches
But y’all bitches make my dick soft
Why y’all always mad cause I’m feeling myself
What the fuck you mean? Old girl suburban
But now I’m on to new things
Ego like celebrity, but real like a dope fiend
Tanning out in Hollywood, got Chantel’s on my coattails
From motels to hotels, I’m good
I’m good, From hotels to motels, I’m good
I’m good, From hotels to motels, I’m good
[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
[Bridge: ?]
They say that they want, they forgot about-
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
In the city I’m a menace
I give [?] some [?]
Marathons I gotta finish
Foreign whip is speaking Yiddish
Lately I been feeling vicious
Why y’all crying like some infants
You don’t wanna be a witness
Then you better mind your fucking business
All these crimes [?]
We the only dogs spitting venom
[??] tried to tell them
But they wanted me to be the villain
They just wanted me to lose
Ones I love, made me choose
Had to cut the ones I thought I’d take to the top
Just to watch them make a move
Dropped out of college
Smoking the same [??]
Last year I was suicidal
[?] those thoughts I tried to kill it
Used to avoid being paranoid
Huffin [??] my boys
Pack it up, shake the world [??]
Give me love before you try to give me noise
[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
[Outro: ?]
They say that they want, they forgot about-
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want, they forgot about-
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want, they forgot about-
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me I can’t feel myself?

Trippie Redd – Rack City-Love Scars 2 (feat. Foreverantipop & Chris King)

well it’s your mind I’m aimed at
Scars of love from warfare with automatics
Bullets burn like lava, chopper spitting volcanic
Codeine and percocets, spend a kidney and a liver
Stupid bitch fuck me over, I get it, I still miss her woah
[Outro: Trippie Redd]
In rack city counting up a four
I was trapping, getting it by my ‘lone [Intro: Trippie Redd]
Ooh, ayy
14, 14, 14, babe yeah
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd}
In rack city counting up a four
I was trapping, getting it by my ‘lone
Rocket got them pints for the low
Chris got the rocket, he gon’ blow
Murder what she wrote
We came through and took her soul
She want that dick then she get boned
Rack city blowing dope, bitch
She off the molly and the coke, bitch
You wan’ touch then you get poked, bitch
Run my hood like the pope pope, bitch
[Verse 2: FOREVER ANTi PoP]
They thought I was dead but I’m still alive
I just needed time to relax bitch
I just needed time, now I’m back bitch
The money coming faster than it ever did
Please play this at my funeral
If I die tomorrow tell my mama that I’m sorry for the life I chose
But this the life I chose
Mama I’m sorry
This is the life for me
Nobody loves me but me
Nobody loves me but me
I fucked my girl last week
Told her get on her knees
Then she sucked on my D
Then that bitch hit the streets, she ain’t fuckin’ with me

[Interlude: Trippie Redd & FOREVER ANTi PoP]
No more, no more, no more, no more
No more, no more, no more, no more
[Verse 3: Chris King]
I see more tombstones than the undertaker
And if we fuck now we can’t cuddle later
The chopper make roaches scatter, fuck a huddle breaker
This MAC, I aim it at your face, I cannot make up
Brrat, I got the pounds and that ain’t from Jamaica
Smoke, this thing I’m shooting fuck up god’s creation
Ah, you the best, who am I replacing
Woah, oh that’s a vest?

Stormzy – 4PM In London

[Verse]
It’s the major that the majors wanna sign
They used to pay me for my poppy now they pay me for my rhymes
And most these older rappers hate me on the sly
‘Cause we achieved the same things but it just took me half the time
Let’s tell the truth
I don’t plan on running out of juice
Niggas tryna pose like they represent the youth
I double up the tints, they got me blacking out the coupe
And nothing was the same since my Fire in the Booth
Shit, look at me now, they saying that I’m the golden child
Can’t nobody hold me down
Ay, oi trust me, I feel the same
Mummy told me go get this money and kill the game
2017, I’ve got the leeches on the ropes
Swear these niggas see me and they choke
And niggas used to bang but nowadays them man are tweeting all the smoke
And these rappers big me up ’cause they don’t need me at their throats
Little pussies, see you brothers plotting on the low
Having little meetings saying "Stormzy’s gotta go"
Woah, I think I got you on your toes
And if I’m being honest with you, I am not your bro
Man say it with your chest if you’re an opp
Cah I feel always loved but mandem moving like it’s not
And I am not prepared to be a snake to get my spot
But I see them doing neeky little shit to get me blocked
What the fuck is that? I’ve been keeping quiet for a sec but now I’m busting back
Got my brother sorting out my cheques, I need to cut him slack
Loading up the bullets in my head and then I double tap
Fuck that, I’ll drop another banger, get another plaque
Feeling like I’m running out of favours
Fire on the streets got me bunning down my neighbours
I could flex on your girl like "Honey, I’m a badders"
Man I swear down, I’ma be the number one for ages
The fat dumb judge took a look at me and threw the book at me
Told me what I couldn’t be and what I wouldn’t be
Never saw the good in me, just the cook in me
And now we ain’t getting paid the same, check the booking fee
Man I told them that I’m coming for the riches
Come to make a change, they’re coming for the bitches
These funny little rappers and their funny little disses
And haha, you don’t make more money than my missus
Little fuckboys, tell them I ain’t playing
Turn into a savage when I’m spraying
Please do not disturb me when I’m praying
These dumb pricks wanna see me leave but we’re staying
I need to drop my album for the streets, what we saying
Let me drop it for the people
Heard the first tape, they want the sequel
Check the work rate isn’t equal
Scary foes on a scary beat, it’s getting evil
And if I need to talk about P’s, I phone Lethal
Yeah, Bizzle, that’s my family, got a little family
He said you’ve got some millis now, welcome to the family
Remember when you done the Dench Tour and you brang me
2017 now I’m directing like I’m Stan Lee
Feeling better than I’ve ever been
Filled with adrenaline
Ghanaian king, you can see it in my melanin
Do a world tour, going places that you’ve never been
Man are doing shows now from Serbia to Kettering
It’s funny how it happens when you’re young and you’re blessed
When they’re saying no but my God’s saying yes
They stabbed me in my back and put a gun to my chest
But I drink from his blood and I eat from his flesh
Let me balance it, jump on a beat then I savage it
They tried to raise up the P’s then I straddle it
You know I came to compete like Abramovich
I just announced the biggest deal in football, let me brag a bit
That’s #POGBAck #SoClear #HatingNeverEverGotYouNowhere
Tell me that my city isn’t pretty but I know here
Hometown hero, got my niggas and my soul here
That’s no fear, tried to have me catting for a figure
I know the game, I know to them I’m just a nigga
I’ll leave the game before it ever turns me bitter
And I’ll phone my brudda’s phone before I see it all on Twitter
What happened to being real? My friends supposed to tell me how they feel
But speaking up on Twitter isn’t trill
They said I need to sign and then they said I need a deal
They said I shouldn’t sign and then they said I need to deal
I’ve got my brother as my manager
A crew are on the brand side
Flipz, that’s my right hand
Way before the gang ties
Rhyme’s on his trap shit, used to have the [?]
Stop chatting ’bout my trophies, man I won them by a landslide
They come ends, get boyed then try to bill us
I don’t beg friends, you can fly with no proppelers
They don’t like man, but they know they’ll never get us
You want my man, I won’t lie, he’s probably jealous
Couple man behind the scenes that I just wouldn’t reveal
Know them real shower demons that are looking for thrills
You know them real show demons that will [?] him for real
And yeah I came with the goons but they’re booking me still
Check it, I’ll be posted on the block like a lowlife
I like my watches with no h’ice
You know I’ve got this, I’m so nice
Impostors with no pride, the mosh pits are so live
Them man are iffy, yeah they’re gunning for my doom
But everybody’s bad until they run into a goon
They told me back in summer I should drop a summer tune
But I’ve been working fucking hard, the second album’s coming soon
I swear, GSAP Forever

Sam Smith – Too Good At Goodbyes (In The Live Lounge) (Live)

[Verse 1]
You must think that I’m stupid
You must think that I’m a fool
You must think that I’m new to this
But I have seen this all before
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m never gonna let you close to me
Even though you mean the most to me
‘Cause every time I open up, it hurts
So I’m never gonna get too close to you
Even when I mean the most to you
In case you go and leave me in the dirt

Every time you hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don’t stand a chance, it’s sad but it’s true
[Chorus]
I’m way too good at goodbyes
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)
I’m way too good at goodbyes
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)
No way that you’ll see me cry
(No way that you’ll see me cry)
[I’m way too good at goodbyes
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)

[Verse 2]
I know you’re thinking I’m heartless
I know you’re thinking I’m cold
I’m just protecting my innocence
I’m just protecting my soul
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m never gonna let you close to me
Even though you mean the most to me
‘Cause every time I open up, it hurts
So I’m never gonna get too close to you
Even when I mean the most to you
In case you go and leave me in the dirt

Every time you hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don’t stand a chance, it’s sad but it’s true
[Chorus]
I’m way to good at goodbyes
(I’m way to good at goodbyes)
I’m way too good at goodbyes
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)
No way that you’ll see me cry
(No way that you’ll see me cry)
[I’m way too good at goodbyes
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)
[Bridge]
No way that you’ll see me cry
(No way that you’ll see me cry)
I’m way too good at goodbyes
(I’m way to good at goodbyes)
No
No, no, no, no, no
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)
No, no, no, no
No, no, no
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)
(No way that you’ll see me cry)
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)
[Chorus]
‘Cause overtime you hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don’t stand a chance, it’s sad but it’s true
I’m way too good at goodbyes
Y
Y
N
I

Money Man – Get Over

[Hook: Money Man]
I can’t let these niggas get over
I can’t let these bitches get over
My heart gettin’ colder and colder
60k on me like a rollie
[?] look like Bernie bernie
[?} she ride her virgin
Niggas nerds like peewee herman
I’m in the wraith and I’m burnin’
Depreciating all the value
Bitch blunt turn up the volume
She suck a nigga like a vaccum
She tryna bust it wide open
I’m standing quiet silence golden
Swimmin’ In money back strokin’
Went to the money buy some groceries
[Verse 1: Money Man]
Got a play at the store ain’t buy no groceries
I’m just tryin’ to stay focused
Most niggas out here bogus
The people that hate the most are the closest
She bad and real so she a trophy
I’m in the [?]
I gave them rollies to my brodies
Fuck all that talkin, gotta show me
I’m rocking Christian like I’m holy
I can’t believe I lost my homie
These niggas broke as fuck like Jodie
100k on the table holy moly
Push up on that these niggas [?] chokin’
I don’t know what the fuck these niggas smokin’
I don’t know what the fuck these bitches hopin’
Ain’t got no time for relationships I’m growin’
{Hook: Money Man]
I can’t let these niggas get over
I can’t let these bitches get over
My heart gettin’ colder and colder
60k on me like a rollie
This bitch wit me look like bernie bernie
[?} she ride her virgin
These niggas nerds like peewee herman
I’m in the wraith and I’m burnin’
Depreciating all the value
Bitch blunt turn up the volume
She suck a nigga like a vaccum
She tryna bust it wide open
I’m standing quiet silence golden
Swimmin’ In money breast strokin’
Went to the money buy some groceries
I can’t let these niggas get over
I can’t let these bitches get over
I can’t let these niggas get over
I can’t let these bitches get over