DJ Carnage – I Shyne (feat. Lil Pump)

Lil Pump, aye, aye, aye, yuh, aye
Lil Pump, yuh, ESKETITTT
Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
My diamonds might make you blind (yuh)
Let em’ in five at a time (ouu)
I just be smoking on dope (yuh)
All of my diamonds on froze (ouu)
Louis down head to my toe (yuh)
I might just buy at the store
Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
Fuck a bitch two times (yuh)
Pussy was too fire (ouu)
No I cannot lie (ouu)
Look at my neck, shyne (yuh, yuh)
Look at my wrist, shyne (brr)
I think I got too high (ouu)
Look at my neck, shyne
Gucci googles on so I got four eyes (yuh)
Smoking on gelato yeah I got it from Dubai
Bend it ol’ bih lil yacht like bow tie
Fuck four hoes in a day I can’t lie
Smashed her and sister at the same time
Told her "bust it open gotta do it on FaceTime"
Fucked her nine to five I eat booty in daytime (ouu)

Look at my wrist I’m like ouu, damn
She saw my dick on the Instagram
Close so you know who I am (yuh)
Left wrist cost a hundred bands (ouu)
Pop a bean now brand open
Right wrist so wet look like the ocean
White girl gave me top told her had to fuck it
Lil Pump slay the rap game like a poet
ESKEEEEE (wow)
Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
My diamonds might make you blind (yuh)
Let em’ in five at a time (ouu)
I just be smoking on dope (yuh)
All of my diamonds on froze (ouu)
Louis down head to my toe (yuh)
I might just buy at the store
Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
Fuck a bitch two times (yuh)
Pussy was too fire (ouu)
No I cannot lie (ouu)
Look at my neck, shyne (yuh, yuh)
Look at my wrist, shyne (brr)
I think I got too high (ouu)

Drop top coupe when I ride around
Playin’ Lil Pump and your ass catch a hundred rounds
Can’t pull up to the weed shop you ain’t got it poppin’
Take a look I bust down like wow, ow
Come in the city I bake out now
And my neck worth like two hundred thou’
And they just mad cause’ I made my own sound
Jump off the roof and my fans go wow (ESKEEE)
Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
My diamonds might make you blind (yuh)
Let em’ in five at a time (ouu)
I just be smoking on dope (yuh)
All of my diamonds on froze (ouu)
Louis down head to my toe (yuh)
I might just buy at the store
Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
Fuck a bitch two times (yuh)
Pussy was too fire (ouu)
No I cannot lie (ouu)
Look at my neck, shyne (yuh, yuh)
Look at my wrist, shyne (brr)
I think I got too high (ouu)

Russ – Alone

[Intro]
Yeah
I been thinking
Yeah
Ooh, na na na na na na
Yeah
[Hook/Chorus]
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own
[Verse 1]
I’ll make it through any storm
No matter the weather, I do better when it’s cold out
Pretty views with a lot of ugly people
The arena’s the only time I ever sold out
California to clear my head
Ignoring all my texts
Y’all don’t get it anyway, anyway
Zoned out, I should put my phone down
I live on the road now
Everything’s not glorious, glorious
[Hook/Chorus]
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own
[Verse 2]
Laid up with this celebrity chick
Laughing at the ones that said that I would never be rich
My memories lit
But I forgive you
Rich is not on the surface, nah it’s in you
I been through boundaries, that’s how I found me
Naturally I lost every bad friend around me
I kept the real ones, but even they can’t never relate
And Bugus ’bout to blow soon, we gon’ laugh at this day I hope
And every word that I spoke, yeah I mean it
And every verse that I wove, I’m the seamstress
You know it’s different when your mom feels distant
You understood everything, but not this s–t
It’s not your fault, it’s just something you gon’ learn too
It’s your turn for me to be the one you turn to
Role reversal, no rehearsal for this
No complaints, it’s just some personal s–t
[Hook/Chorus]
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own
[Outro]
I feel all alone
Yeah

Rita Ora – Proud

[Verse 1]
Roomie, feelin’ so free
Scream it from the top of your lungs, lungs
They acceptin’, it’s blessin’
It feels so right can never be wrong, wrong, oh
[?] and now you found your freedom
Don’t break your spirit now you got that feeling
Stand up to the whole world
Feeling like you finally found home
[Pre-Chorus]
Can’t be quiet, no
Can’t deny, no, no, no, no, no, no
[Chorus]
You make me proud
I wanna tell the world about you now
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh
So let me say it loud, loud
Know I’ll swear never let them bring you down
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh
[Verse 2]
Stand out in the whole crowd
Shinin’ now you found your true glow, glow, oh
No doubt, do your mama proud
Now you’re finally taking control, -trol, oh
Not afaid to celebrate who we are
And what it takes, they’ll never break you down, na, na
No doubt, baby, stand proud
Now you’re finally taking control, oh yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Can’t be quiet, no
Can’t deny, no, no, no, no, no, no
[Chorus]
You make me proud
I wanna tell the world about you now
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh
So let me say it loud, loud
Know I’ll swear never let them bring you down
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh
[Bridge]
Boy, you’re beautiful, you’re looking so good, so good
Kisses to your haters like you love them so good
In your own [?], baby, focus, all good, yeah
[?] beautiful, you’re looking so good, so good
Kisses to your haters like you love them so good
In your own [?], it’s time to get ’em
Peddle to the floor, it’s time to get ’em
They never take your shine so don’t you let ’em
No, no, no, no, no, no
[Chorus]
You make me proud
I wanna tell the world about you now
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh
So let me say it loud, loud
Know I’ll swear never let them bring you down
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh

Paul Wall – World Series Grillz (feat. Lil Keke & Z-Ro)

It’s the Houston strong, Astros always trill
Springer dinger out the park, MVP
Verlander strike ’em out, one two three
Lance McCullers curve, haters can’t see me
Slab squatin’ like McCann, it’s the Astros baby

[Chorus: Paul Wall]
World Series grills, World Series grills (grills)
World Series grills (grills), World Series grills (yeah)
World Series grills (yeah), World Series grills
World Series grills (let’s go), World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)
[Verse 2: Lil Keke]
The strobes hit the field, I swear we shining
George Springer just caught fire, it’s perfect timing
If you’re Houston Texas born it was a dream
Now it’s World Series grills for the team
From Hurricane Harvey to a party
Altuve on the play, go kill ’em shawty
Blow the roof off Minute Maid, make some noise
And we keeping everybody, pay them boys
Hitting homers, stealing bases, going live
Yeah, been tryna get it since the Colt-45
Them throws here to stay, keep grinding
At the parade coming down with a mouth full of diamonds
[Chorus: Paul Wall]
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)

[Verse 3: Z-Ro]
H-Town throw it up like I been drinking Henny
Go ‘Stros, got my whole city dranking with me
We celebrating, we gon’ drank until we break a kidney
I love my city, when I die I want to take it with me
[?] when I’m feeling like a real boss
DC Minute, look I could never take my grill off
We goin’ hard on them boys, them boys real soft
Time to turn all the way deaf, it’s time to turn your chill off
Bet I’ma knock it out the park like Altuve
Cut your camera phone on, we making a movie
We poppin’ bottles, throwing money like some strippers with us
All you gotta be is not hater, you can kick it with us
[Chorus: Paul Wall]
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling) [Intro]
Let’s go, we’re going to the World Series
We got World Series grills baby
World Series grills, World Series grills, World Series grills, World Series grills
[Chorus: Paul Wall]
World Series grills (grills)
World Series grills (grills), World Series grills (yeah)
World Series grills (yeah), World Series grills
World Series grills (let’s go), World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)
[Verse 1: Paul Wall]
Fifty-five years is a long ride
We at Minute Maid park baby goin’ live
Cup double like Correa, time to pour the Sprite
Grind hard, money long like Game 5
Dallas Keuchel on the hill, World Series grills
Wayne comin’ round the corner like Altuve on the steal
Morton got to seal the deal, Bregman how you feel?

VERITE – Saint

[Verse 1]
Maybe you’re too innocent
And I’m a crack in your glass
Watch me run down
Under your fingers
Maybe I’m indifferent, shut down
Oh, you know me all too well
All too well
[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause no, I’m not an anthem
No I’m not your hope
No, I’m not an idea you decided was gold
[Chorus]
‘Cause I know I’m a sinner
But I could be a saint in your head
No I don’t got religion
But I’ll tip my hat to the dead
No, you’re not a season
Set to leave me in the cold
Still, I caught a sickness
That time you said I was, said I was yours
[Verse 2]
Baby, I’m magnificently shut down
Take me to the water, watch me drown
Watch me drown
Cause I know I’m not innocent
But if you let me, I could show you how it feels
To be buried underground

[Chorus]
‘Cause I know I’m a sinner
But I could be a saint in your head
No I don’t got religion
But I’ll tip my hat to the dead
No, you’re not a season
Set to leave me in the cold
Still, I caught a sickness
That time you said I was, said I was yours
[Bridge]
‘Cause no, I’m not an anthem
No, I’m not your hope
Not I’m not an idea you decided was gold
No, I’m not a season
Set to leave me in the cold
Still, I caught a sickness
That time you said I was yours
[Chorus]
‘Cause I know I’m a sinner
But I could be a saint in your head
No I don’t got religion
But I’ll tip my hat to the dead
No, you’re not a season
Set to leave me in the cold
Still, I caught a sickness
That time you said I was, said I was yours

Loren Allred – Never Enough (From “The Greatest Showman”) (Lyric Video)

[Verse: Jenny Lind]
I’m trying to hold my breath
Let it stay this way
Can’t let this moment end
You set off a dream with me
Getting louder now
Can you hear it echoing? ‘Cause darling without you
[Chorus: Jenny Lind]
All the shine of a thousand spotlights
All the stars we steal from the nightsky
Will never be enough
Never be enough
Towers of gold are still too little
These hands could hold the world but it’ll
Never be enough
Never be enough
[Post-Chorus: Jenny Lind]
For me
Never, never
Never, never
Never, for me
For me
Never enough
Never enough
Never enough
For me
For me
For me

[Chorus: Jenny Lind]
All the shine of a thousand spotlights
All the stars we steal from the nightsky
Will never be enough
Never be enough
Towers of gold are still too little
These hands could hold the world but it’ll
Never be enough
Never be enough
[Post-Chorus: Jenny Lind]
For me
Never, never
Never, never
Never, for me
For me
Never enough
Never, never
Never enough
Never, never
Never enough
For me
For me
For me
[Outro: Jenny Lind]
For me Take my hand
Will you share this with me?

SDJM & Conor Maynard – That Way

Your one desire
When I say, I want it that way
But we are two worlds apart
Can’t reach to your heart
When you say
That I want it that way
Tell me why
Ain’t nothin’ but a heartache
Tell me why
Ain’t nothin’ but a mistake
Tell me why
I never want to hear you say
I want it that way
Ain’t nothin but a (x2)
I never wanna (x2)
Ain’t nothin but a (x2)
I want it that way
Ain’t nothin but a (x2)
I never wanna (x2)
Tell me why
Ain’t nothin’ but a heartache
Tell me why
Ain’t nothin’ but a mistake
Tell me why
I never want to hear you say
I want it that way

Never wanna hear you say
I want it that way Am I your fire?

Tech N9ne – Don’t Nobody Want None

(Tech N9ne)
It’s been a wreck and a debt
When a head-on collision was in effect from a Tech
The other side is accursed, they have a lot of ‘regerts’
My creation is shakin’ the planet Earth (We’ll show)
Everybody better (Kneel down)
Any opposition (We’ll drown)
So don’t you make a mistake with the Yates
Cause his plan of escape – you better wait
[Hook]
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
(Tech N9ne)

[Verse 2]
The beat I broke
Never needed my chin hair to be thy goat
With the mic and my fight folks that peep my quotes
And try to stay say that we eat nice joke
(Tech N9ne)
The big man, the lift-hands and get fans
That pushing the poetry big as it can
Way up on the pedastal
Losing your lesson, just let it go
Killing so many, I might be federal
(Tech N9ne)
Your pal, Nina
Thinking dirty with your style, my style cleaner
Women all here by screaming just like I’m Alcina
Wanna go with the Scorpio, baby? Tecca Nina, we’re outin’ a feast
Yeah, another sucker lost tryna uppercut a boss
Wanna break it on me? (Tech N9ne)
Look at ’em copy me, trying to get top of the boss with a lot of mediocrity
Starting the properties, wanna get off in my monopoly
Tell me who is the one they call Chakratease? I’ll break a motherfucker off
Thinking that you could handle’s a gamble
We lit as a candle, damn your clan look nothing but scandals
And taking the L
You facing to fail, shaking the whale
And you a snail awaking to hell
Baking your tail with the heat
The agony of defeat
Depravity and tragedy it had to be of a chief
Feed my technique and they come try to (Steal it)
But they cannot duplicate how I (Kill it)
Fakers will never compare to the (Realest)
Tech is a murderer giving it up till they (Feel it)
[Hook]
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
[Scratches]
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)

[Outro]
Boo you, screw you too
Fool, you through
This how we do at the ‘ZZou
Mizzou-zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou
‘Zzou-zzou-zzou
‘Zzou-zzou-zzou-Zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou
Boo you, screw you too
Fool, you through
This how we do at the ‘ZZou
Mizzou-zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou
‘Zzou-zzou-zzou
‘Zzou-zzou-zzou-Zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou [Intro]
Dedicated to all the DJ’s and dance crews all around the world
(Tech N9ne)
[Verse 1]
Don’t nobody want it, we hella hot at the moment
We’re coming for all opponents, it feel incredible don’t it? I’ll sting ya
Boo you, screw you too
Fool, you through
This how we do at the ‘ZZou
Mizzou-zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou
‘Zzou-zzou-zzou
‘Zzou-zzou-zzou-Zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou
[Hook]
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Wait a minute

[Verse 3]
Now the beat will style defeat
Will step into anybody faking and lay them down to sleep
Found a beast to give the people a sound to beat
How elite? It really ain’t a thang, who get ’em crazy goin’ orangutan?

French Montana – Famous

[Verse 1]
I hope no one discovers you
Hope no one sees her
I hope no one falls in love with you
I’ve got my reasons
‘Cause if they knew what I know then I know I wouldn’t stand a chance
There’s no way you would go for a man like me if you had options
[Chorus]
Even though the world was meant for you
I hope you don’t get famous
‘Cause everyone will love you but won’t love you like the way I do, oh nah
Hope you don’t get famous
Stay home with me
Stay home with me
I’ll always love ya, I’ll always
Hope you don’t get
Hope you don’t get famous
Hope you don’t get famous
Hope you don’t get famous
Hope you don’t get famous
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Baby live your life, just how you are
Shining star
Hope you never get famous
Flying low with the angels
They said "fake it ’till you make it"
I guess you fake when you make it
I told you "stick to the basics"
Built an empire started in the basement
If you tryna fix a glass that’s broken
You know it might cut ya hand
Never want to see you with another man
Truth might eat you if your mumbling
When they get too close for playing
Need you hugging me
Because nobody gonna love you like I do

[Chorus]
Even though the world was meant for you
I hope you don’t get famous
‘Cause everyone will love you but won’t love you like the way I do, oh nah
Hope you don’t get famous
Stay home with me
Stay home with me
I’ll always love ya, I’ll always
Hope you don’t get
Hope you don’t get famous
Hope you don’t get famous
Hope you don’t get famous
Hope you don’t get famous
Yeah
[Bridge]
All day long I stand by you
Right or wrong I stand by you
Keep me strong, oh girl it’s true
Keep me strong, oh girl it’s true
[Chorus]
Even though the world was meant for you
I hope you don’t get famous
‘Cause everyone will love you but won’t love you like the way I do, oh nah
Hope you don’t get famous
Stay home with me
Stay home with me
I’ll always love ya, I’ll always
Hope you don’t get
Hope you don’t get famous
Hope you don’t get famous
Hope you don’t get famous
Hope you don’t get famous
Yeah

Jorja Smith – Let Me Down (feat. Stormzy)

Why do you let me down, down, down? I’ve got you to let me down
I’m never gonna let you down, I’m never gonna let you down
[Bridge: Jorja Smith]
Yeah, I tried, but I just can’t give you up
Wonder why is it that I’m not good enough? [Verse 1: Jorja Smith]
Sometimes, I wouldn’t mind if I was less important
Would you think about them all the time? Some kind of hold over me
[Chorus 3: Jorja Smith & Stormzy]
I’ve got you to let me down
I’ve got you, you’ve got me, I’ve got you
But I’ve got you to let me down
If I let you down, will you self-destruct? [Chorus 2: Jorja Smith & Stormzy]
But I’ve got you to let me down
Why do you let me down? Wonder if you’ll even notice in the morning
So where’d you go when you can’t get to me
And you just can’t control? Sometimes, I wouldn’t mind if I was less important
[Chorus 1: Jorja Smith]
But I’ve got you to let me down
I’ve got you to let me down
Only you can understand why
I’ve got you to let me down
[Verse 2: Stormzy]
Yeah, yo, it’s like
You’ve got me, I’m pondering that
Said, "I’ll be back in a sec, I need to reflect"
But you swear it’s been longer than that
Time is golden, time is thin
But time is rare, so we squander and that
I feel your pain when I hear your voice
So fix your tone, man, you’re stronger than that
And you’re, like, the strongest girl I know
Probably the strongest, minus my mum
Don’t go wasting your loving on me
When I see tears run, I’m likely to run
So girl, don’t love me, I mean it
When I say I love you, I mean it
And it’s mad cuh I choose to be distant
But it’s fucked cuh I know what a queen is
So why do I? I’ve got you to let me down
Sometimes, your world spins ’round
But you never had a king ’til now
Only you can understand why
Yeah, girl, do you understand
Why these feelings never come to plan? Only you, only you can understand why
Only you can understand
That I’ve got you to let me down

U2 – Get Out Of Your Own Way

[Chorus: Bono]
Get out of your own way, hey, hey
Get out of your own way, hey, hey
[Verse 1: Bono]
Love hurts
Now you’re the girl who’s left with no words
Your heart’s a balloon, but then it bursts
It doesn’t take a cannon, just a pin
Your skin’s not covering
And resistance
Love has got to fight for its existence
The enemy has armies for assistance
The amorous, the glamorous, the kiss
A fist, listen to this, oh
[Chorus: Bono]
Get out of your own way, oh, I
Get out of your own way, oh, I
[Post-Chorus: Bono]
I could sing it to you all night, all night
If I could, I’d make it alright, alright
Nothing’s stopping you except what’s inside
I can help you, but it’s your fight, your fight

[Verse 2: Bono]
Fight back
Don’t take it lyin’ down, you got to bite back
The face of liberty’s starting to crack
She had a plan up until she got smacked in the mouth
And it all went south
Like freedom
The slaves are lookin’ for someone to lead them
The master’s lookin’ for someone to need him
The promised land is there for those who need it most
And Lincoln’s ghost said…
[Chorus: Bono]
Get out of your own way, oh, I
Get out of your own way, oh, I
[Post-Chorus: Bono]
I could sing it to you all night, all night
If I could, I’d make it alright, alright
Nothing’s stopping you except what’s inside
I can help you, but it’s your fight, your fight
[Chorus: Bono]
Get out of your own way
Get out of your own way

[Instrumental Bridge]
[Chorus: Bono]
Get out of your own way
Get out of your own way
Get out of your own way
[Outro: Kendrick Lamar]
Blessed are the arrogant
For there is the kingdom of their own company
Blessed are the superstars
For the magnificence in their light
We understand better our own insignificance
Blessed are the filthy rich
For you can only truly own what you give away
Like your pain

Nipsey Hussle – Last Time That I Checc’d (feat. YG)

Aye Nip, I remember all that game you taught me
Don’t fuck around and get played by these label owners
Talk that shit to these niggas, Adrien Broner
But secure the win though, don’t let that game fold you
‘Cause when this game over, it’s really game over
And all they do is play the game till this game over
And you be givin’ game like a big brother
Mission; never let em take it from us

[Chorus]
Last time that I checked
It was 5 chains on my neck
It was no smut on my rep
Last time that I checked
I was sellin’ zones in the set
Make a quarter mill no sweat
Last time that I checked
I’m the street’s voice out west
Legendary self-made progress
Last time that I checked
First get the money then respect
Then the power, and the hoes come next
Last time that I checked [Chorus]
Last time that I checked
It was 5 chains on my neck
It was no smut on my rep
Last time that I checked
I was sellin’ zones in the set
Make a quarter mill no sweat
Last time that I checked
I’m the street’s voice out west
Legendary self-made progress
Last time that I checked
First get the money then respect
Then the power, and the hoes come next
Last time that I checked
[Verse 1: Nipsey Nussle]
I been self-made from the dribble
I was been sayin’ I’m a killer
Playin’ no games with you niggas
Pop clutch, switch lanes on you niggas
I laid down the game for you niggas
Taught you how to charge more than what they pay for you niggas
Own the whole thing for you niggas
Re-invest, double up, then explained for you niggas
It gotta be love
Who run the whole city, it gotta be ‘cuz
This for the pieces I took off the monopoly board
And ya’ll niggas false claims, it gotta be fraud
Just keep the hood up out of your mouth, and you gotta be charged
I doubled up, tripled up, nigga what
Banged on the whole game, I ain’t give a fuck
Nobody trippin, had no business, got my digits up
And when I drop, you know I’m ’bout to fuck the whole city up

[Chorus]
Last time that I checked
It was 5 chains on my neck
It was no smut on my rep
Last time that I checked
I was sellin’ zones in the set
Make a quarter mill no sweat
Last time that I checked
I’m the street’s voice out west
Legendary self-made progress
Last time that I checked
First get the money then respect
Then the power, and the hoes come next
Last time that I checked
[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]
And I come through fly, no co-sign
I ain’t need radio to do mine, I done fine
And I take my time, and take my tribe
Every level that I crossed in this game like state lines
It was visionary, either I’m genius or you niggas scary
Maybe it’s both and this balance I deliver daily
For every nigga in the streets trying to feed the babies
The single mama’s workin’ hard not to miss a payment
And dirty money get washed on royalty statements
Black owners in this game are powerful races
Young niggas in the set that’s doing it makeshift
Out the garage is how you end up in charge
It’s how you end up in penthouses
End up in cars, it’s how you
Start off a curb servin’, end up a boss
It’s how you win the whole thing and lift up a cigar
With sweat drippin’ down your face cause the mission was hard

[Chorus]
Last time that I checked
It was 5 chains on my neck
It was no smut on my rep
Last time that I checked
I was sellin’ zones in the set
Make a quarter mill no sweat
Last time that I checked
I’m the street’s voice out west
Legendary self-made progress
Last time that I checked
First get the money then respect
Then the power, and the hoes come next
Last time that I checked
[Verse 3: Y.G.]
Last time that I checked
I got the front end and the back
We on the way and that’s a fact
This real, this ain’t rap
Where everybody wanna act pro-black (they don’t really wanna fuck with us)
The last lie you heard, this ain’t that
This that, "I done made it out the gutter" shit
Nip told you "fuck the middle man", I said "fuck a bitch"
Fuck wearin’ their clothes, I wear my own shit
Ya’ll can own ya’ll label, I own my own, bitch!

Justin Timberlake – Supplies

[Refrain]
Ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Yeah, there ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Yeah, okay
[Verse 1]
Met you out on Broadway on the hottest night in town
We arrived solo but we were being chased around
Saw you being cornered by some guy you used to know
Stepped in between the both of y’all
Said "I’m leaving, do you wanna go?"
[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’ll be the light when you can’t see
I’ll be the wood when you need heat
I’ll be the generator, turn me on when you need electricity
Some shit’s ’bout to go down, I’ll be the one with the level head
The world could end now
Baby, we’ll be living in The Walking Dead
[Chorus]
‘Cause I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies
I got you, I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies

[Verse 2]
I don’t know if you remember this, but I was out of town
Flew in on a 3 AM just to show up and hear your sounds
The multiple times, stop, hit the set
You ain’t had it that way, I can guarantee you that
[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’ll be the light when you can’t see
I’ll be the wood when you need heat
I’ll be the generator, turn me on when you need electricity
Some shit’s ’bout to go down, I’ll be the one with the level head
The world could end now
Baby, we’ll be living in The Walking Dead
[Chorus]
‘Cause I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies
I got you, I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies
[Verse 3]
Ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Can’t nobody top it, girl
Ain’t no better option, girl (okay)
Ain’t nobody stopping, girl
This here when I drop in, girl
I work, work when I clock in, girl (okay)

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ll be the light when you can’t see
I’ll be the wood when you need heat
I’ll be the generator, turn me on when you need electricity
Some shit’s about to go down, I’ll be the one with the level head
The world could end now
Baby, we’ll be living in The Walking Dead
[Bridge]
Now I wanna know everything
Don’t leave a single detail out
I’ll get my lighter, just fell out
It makes me a generous lover
Ooh, I wanna see everything
So don’t leave a single detail out
I want it all on the table
The personal way to, wait
[Refrain]
Ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Yeah, there ain’t no need of stopping, girl
Yeah, okay
[Chorus]
‘Cause I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies
I got you, I got supplie-ie-ies
Supplie-ie-ies

Remy Ma – Melanin Magic (Pretty Brown) Lyrics

[Intro]
Pretty brown eyes
You know! [Verse 1: Remy Ma]
I got that up north glow, body lookin’ like cinnamon
I’m runnin’ shit right now, I think I pulled a ligament
Fashion killa, Alaïa assassin
Vetements villain, Balenciaga bastard
I got that melanin magic, brown skin poppin’
Always fly, I stay in a cockpit
I want it, I cop it
Opened the door, then locked it
Every time Remy touch the city, stop it
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
You’re my pretty brown eyes
They all on ya and they want you
I know they need you in they life
But you my vibe tonight and I love you
Baby don’t try to act like you ain’t been textin’ me
Saying what you wanna do
Them pretty brown thighs between your legs tonight
Is what I wanna do
[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
I’ma real rider, rap crown taker
Ass so soft because it’s not fake
I can show you how to move in a room full of whole bitches
He met me and now he don’t even know bitches
I see you, be on IG “I’m thick”
You sick, damn, you need an IV
Show me your ID ’cause I don’t know you chicks
You scared of heights (no?)
Well then jump off my dick
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
You’re my pretty brown eyes
They all on ya and they want you
I know they need you in they life
But you my vibe tonight and I love you
Baby don’t try to act like you ain’t been textin’ me
Saying what you wanna do
Them pretty brown thighs between your legs tonight
Is what I wanna do
[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
You know I don’t care bring that ass right here for me
Take it all off for me baby, lemme see somethin’
I know you the best for me, you a real winner
Baby girl you bad as fuck, I’m a real nigga
You know, you know that ill always be there for you
Won’t let you go, I’ll always will take care of you
Because you’re mine, pretty brown eyes
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
You’re my pretty brown eyes
They all on ya and they want you
I know they need you in they life
But you my vibe tonight and I love you
Baby don’t try to act like you ain’t been textin’ me
Saying what you wanna do
Them pretty brown thighs between your legs tonight
Is what I wanna do

2 Chainz – Role Model Lyrics

‘Member in school? Talk to em, Tit! [Intro: DJ Teknikz & 2 Chainz]
See, we stacked down ’til we came up
And the same niggas we used to look up to
Now break bread with a nigga
Haha, Teknikz the muhfuckin’ DJ! [Hook: 2 Chainz]
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
Buy everybody in this bitch they own bottles
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model (yeah!)
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model (okay!)
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model (2 Chainz!)
Not Tyson, not Jordan, not Charles Barkley
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
As a young nigga, seen ‘em getting to the money
Told my mama, “One day I’ma be one of ‘em”
So many court dates, I’m damn near gone Sundays
Back in the day when ya safe was ya undies
And I can’t complain, I’m tryna take a plane to Onyx
Yeah I’m fly wit ya woman, I get high wit ya woman
They really can’t rap so these niggas started humming
As soon as they did, 12 start coming
You hear them drums? Teacher asked me what I want to be when I grow up, you know
You know, what I look up to
I told her I wanted to be the muhfuckin’ dopeman, you feel me? Give the drummer some
Nah (nah) for real, you need to give Drumma some
I looked up to the hustlas in the foreign cars
Who got that strong, Superman, that dun-ta-dun
[Hook: 2 Chainz]
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
Buy everybody in this bitch they own bottles
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model (yeah!)
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model (yeah!)
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model (2 Chainz!)
Not Tyson, not Jordan, not Charles Barkley (okay)
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
I’m problematic, problem with the automatic
Close-knit shit, cut from a different fabric
Very necessary, d-boys are legendary
My Pops hustled, so do I, it’s hereditary
These niggas acting like girls, Tyler Perry stuff
Wanna get with me, I tell ‘em, “Neveruary 31st”
Under drugs, it was upstairs, say all I talk about
Is Gucci shoes, but I got more than one pair
One scale, two bales, and a cell phone
Give me two weeks, I turn this shit into the Velvet Room
Velvet rope, red carpet, inhaling smoke
Imagine getting awards just for selling dope
[Hook: 2 Chainz]
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
Buy everybody in this bitch they own bottles
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
Not Tyson, not Jordan, not Charles Barkley
[Verse 3: Dolla Boy]
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
Sip lean up, we drink out the gold bottles
New Vogues on Lacs like the old models
Wet paint, big feet, make it more hard
Came out the hood from a broken family
The streets was my teacher, they showed me no amnesty
Courts start attacking me, on top of that they adding fees
Stack cheese to stay up, but more important is lawyer fees
Coach said I was a point guard
But I’m posted up on the block and I go hard
Skills of a big man, nah, I’m a dope boy
Big bomb in the bushes, pistol in my ho car
[Hook: 2 Chainz]
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
Buy everybody in this bitch they own bottles
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
The dopeman my muhfuckin’ role model
Not Tyson, not Jordan, not Charles Barkley