RJmrLA – Blammer (Mrla Album)

[Intro]
Never be a sucker for a bop
I pull up vert I pull out first
Rolling with my blammer on
Johnnys pulled me over did the most
Rolling with my blammer on
Play my own I’m Al Capone
I’mma need that back in for them shows
Iced up got December in my tooth
I splashed my shirt I smell like gerp
[Verse 2]
I had to hand my hammer to my hoe
Ten steps ahead of y’all, ohh
Match that matt black strap with my gear

On spotify with platinum songs
I’m not alone

I pull up vert I pull out first
Ooh, I ain’t scared of y’all
Rolling with my blammer on
You flock your sly you back at home
Ten steps ahead of y’all, all y’all
I’m not alone
I splashed my shirt I smell like work
I’m not alone
Ooh, I ain’t scared of y’all
I put in work I know my worth
Haters want me dead and gone
Ten steps ahead of y’all, all y’all
I’m not alone
Rolling with my blammer on
Ooh, I ain’t scared of y’all

Rolling with my blammer on
Whipping out bands got mileage
[Outro]
I put in work I know my worth

Ten steps ahead of y’all, all y’all
Ooh, the roof, disappear, regroup, reappear
Ten steps ahead of y’all, ohh
I’m not alone
I’m not alone
I meant like work I, ooh
You flash your girl these shells is perked
She don’t use hands thats sucka
True story tip before a lap dance
Gotta stay alert never lacking
Rolling with my blammer on
Rolling with my blammer on
This blammer too big to disguise it

I’m not alone

Ooh, I ain’t scared of y’all
Ooh, I ain’t scared of y’all
Chipped up got my skillet in the booth
Go make that hammer get that blammy on
Rolling with my blammer on
Mandatory action, mandatory shoot at Troy Ave shit
They almost took me in that was close
Send a slug knock your chimney off the roof
Ooh, I ain’t scared of y’all
My spot is fly I’m rapping gold
Ooh, I ain’t scared of y’all
Ten steps ahead of y’all
[Hook]
Ten steps ahead of y’all, ohh
Rolling with my blammer on
[Verse 1]
[Hook]
[Hook]
A gangster stuff in casts and cones
I can buy your trap that hole
Homies with me and I’m on
Tinted up living GLE Coupé
Rolling with my blammer on
I made it past the average Joe

RJmrLA – Thank God (Mrla Album)

[Hook: RJ]
I’mma keep it real with ya
On God I’m a real real nigga
Finna slide for the real nigga

I ain’t feeling you nigga
Let me squeeze take the block thats a gang missing
I ain’t feeling ya niggas ya niggas fraud, nah
Shake something, take something
You niggas lying on stage to stay in the loop
Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God
Thank God for the real real niggas
Stay with it can’t give it nah nigga nah, nah, nah nigga nah
Thank God I’m a real nigga
Thank God I’m a real nigga
Doing 5 on a real nigga
Stay with it can’t give it nah nigga nah, nah, nah nigga nah
I ain’t feeling ya niggas ya niggas fraud, nah
On God I’m a real real nigga
Life sentence, for the team I’ll take one

[Hook: RJ]
Y’all ain’t real no more, I’m the realest y’all know
I ain’t feeling ya niggas ya niggas fraud, nah
Thank God I’m a real nigga
Thank God I’m a real nigga
Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God
Thank God I’m a real nigga
[Hook: RJ]
[Verse 3: Blac Youngsta]
[Verse 2]
On God I’m a real real nigga
One time for the real real niggas
Fake real niggas how you revealing the truth?
Niggas soft like the still liquor
One time for the real niggas
Thank God on my worst day
Thank God I’m a real nigga
20 [?]
Some believe in God, some believe in Allah
Thank God I’m a real nigga
Cross me let the church pray
Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God
In a beam got the Glock showing state prison
Stay with it can’t give it nah nigga nah, nah, nah nigga nah
If I die pray my pops is the gate keeper
Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God
Niggas still throwing shots at a still picture
Threw the scope on the K they easy to boost
Nah nigga nah
Fuck nigga, I been a real nigga since day one
On God I’m a real nigga
Extended clip AK something, broad day something
Nigga God know I’m burnt yeah
Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God
[Verse 1]
I did time with some real niggas
On God, real real nigga
I woke up thank God I’m a real nigga
Young nigga face something
When your bitch cheat on you I hope I be the one drilling her nigga
Thank God I’m a real nigga
Ties like [?]
I fucked that bitch to make you mad I ain’t feeling her nigga
Send them back to my whip grab that stick shit look gothic
Nigga sliding with the opps get the same treatment

[Outro: RJmrLA]
And I thank my God all my pride ain’t defrost me
Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God

Finna slide for the real niggas
When you die I hope I be the one killing you nigga

On God I’m a real nigga
Thank God I’m a real nigga
Thank God I’m a real nigga
On God I’m a real nigga
If this Glock all I got then I’m [?]
Make lil’ niggas fake but teach ’em to shoot
Niggas dying on they birthday
Nigga that’s that get back get off me I’m saucy
CMG, 400 Summers, we finna see so much money
He the one that made me squeezing off .380
Gang slide for the real niggas
Thank God I’m a real nigga
Thank God for the real real niggas
Word to my momma
On God I’m- On God I’m a real real nigga

Here I keep a 9 in these streets Iguodala
And they still getting hot, can’t chill with us

RJmrLA – Not To Be (Mrla Album)

What you not to be? Trusted
Y’all tryna be famous
Goddamn I need a Mexican
They be fucking on these bitches so I’m fucking on these bitches
These bitches be having like four or five niggas
Bitch you not to be
Bitch you not to be
[Verse 1: YG]
My house got too many piece
Bitch you not to be
Bitch you not to be
‘Posed to be loyal, goddamn I need a Mexican
If it’s burnt at the bottom nigga cut the juice
Bitch you not to be
All my hunnids come blue got them ventilated
Bitch you not to be
You not to be trusted What you not to be?
What you not to be?
I’m the nigga never loving these bitches
What you not to be?
[Intro: YG]
Might try to send some niggas to kill for me
Coming new like its renovated
Bitch you not to be
Bitch you not to be

I fucked you a nasty bitch
Same old trust issues
Bitch you not to be
Who you fucked on the A-List?
Bitch you not to be
Bitch you not to be

Bitch you not to be
Told me you a classy bitch
Who you tryna play bitch?

Nigga if we talking drugs that bitch impress me
Bitch you not to be
[Verse 2: RJmrLA]
You might try to steal from me
What you not to be? You not to be trusted
Bitch you not to be
What you not to be? Trusted
[Hook: YG]
What you not to be?

Bitches come when they think a nigga crossed over
Damn, that’s wrong, damn bitch you so wrong
I don’t even trust the ones with good intentions
I don’t trust no bitch far as I can throw her, no
Bitch you not to be
Bitch you not to be
Bitch you not to be
Never trusting these bitches only fucking these bitches
Where your grandma stay bitch?
[Hook: YG]
My homie told me so How I know?
Soon as you show them love they burn they bridges
[Hook: YG]
You been plotting on the low
Who you told not to say shit?
Bitch you not to be
I’mma do what I’m accustomed to
You not to be trusted What you not to be?
Trusted What you not to be?
What you not to be? You not to be trusted
Bitch I don’t fuck with you, I don’t fuck with you
Bitch what my name is?
I don’t trust you bitches
Bitch you not to be
Look bitch you been hanging with my enemies
Bitch you not to be

Bitch you not to be

RJmrLA – 2 Grown (Mrla Album)

[Hook]

I left the roof on today
Baby let me take you from here no pilgrim
Too out, too lit, too grown, to play, the games you play
I’m too grown for games
I’m too grown for games
Moving all your weight out the way
[Intro]
We fuck more and say less till we show and tell
Flat back brought it back out like a new butt
Breaking all the rules but I’m fixing all your bruises
All these blue hundreds on me looking loca
Bitch I’m too grown for games
Just to be a real one
Left the roof up, flat top, crew cut
I’m too on for the groupie lovie, forreal
Too out, too lit, too grown, to play, the games you play
She said all I ever wanted was
[Verse 2]
[Verse 1]
Bitch we too grown for games
Bitch I’m too grown for games
Tennis shoes on display
But I’m too on to play
Still you have it cool good views on the pier rise
Bend about the waist like its yoga
It ain’t over
Too out, too lit, I mean too on to play the games
Shopping up the states introduce you to my jeweler
Haters come in twos, ice flooded in my ear drums
You ain’t gotta spend long looking for a real don
But I’m too on to play
You was feeling used ex dude can’t depend on
Bitch we too grown for games
I’m too on to play
I left the roof on today
Y’all too on to play

[Hook]
I left the roof on today
One I can spend one, trust to depend on

I can get your groove back like we in a movie
Scratch that, add a tax to this new drug
Hold up a unit in your face call it close up, yeah yeah
Too out, too lit, I mean too on to play the games
Champagne with the steak and a morning pill
Move it way out the way
Find time to escape and enjoy the ville

Y’all too on to play
Playing side bitches to the left, let you know its real
Bitch I’m too grown for games
Bitch we too grown for games
Tennis shoes on display
Bitch I’m too grown for games
Walked up in the room spotlight got ’em deer dumb
I’m too on to play
Y’all too on to play

RJmrLA – Is It Mine (Mrla Album)

Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
Gotta let me know sometime
Hit me when you choose up

Whose is it? Is it mine? Let me know, whose is it?

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & (RJmrLA)]
Cleanin’ up the messes
Is it mine when I want it?
Oh, whose is it? Whose is it? Is it mine?
Tell me how you want it
Is it mine when you greedy?
You say this pussy for me
Tell me how you want it
Is it mine when you need me?
Let me know what’s on your mind
And if we do this one time, it’s for both of us
Let me know what’s on your mind (On your mind)
Is it mine? Whose is it? Whose is it?
I been pullin’ on your hair, yeah
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Started off at home, happy I dressed it
You know that I want it
Whose is it? Whose is it? Is it mine?
I ain’t tryna press it
Babe, let me know what’s on your mind, we can both save time
If you keep it 100, no chain gang bang
Is it mine when I want it?
Is it mine? Let me know, whose is it? Whose is it?
Baby, don’t waste my time
Spend how we shoppin’ how we spend once

Don’t believe, I’m your friend, not an enemy Baby, do you hear?
And then you wonder where we go, go next, on set, on the set
Baby, don’t waste my time
[?] SOP, every sin ain’t a felony
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Games
I gotta see if it’s true
Whose is it? Is it mine? Oh, whose is it?
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
Waste no time when I bang your line
Hit when you high or when you sober
Is it mine? Huh, whose is it? Whose is it?
I been drillin’ everywhere, yeah
Just let me know what’s on your mind ’cause you been on mine
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Gotta let me know sometime
Baby, let me show you what I’m blessed with
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & (RJmrLA)]
It can be a FaceTime or a text
I like when you scream out who the bestest
See if anybody else got in it, I’m in it
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
[Intro]

I just make investments
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Mustard on the beat, hoe

Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
Look, is it mine in the morning?
[Verse 2: RJmrLA]
Let me know what’s on your mind (On your mind)
Oh, dive in it
(Is it mine ’cause I need it) Is it mine when you greedy?
It can be a FaceTime or a text
Baby, don’t waste my time
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Still a YG but baby, listen, I’m a veteran
All day, I have you dreamin’ ’bout sex
You know that I want it
[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign & RJmrLA]

Whose is it?) (Whose is it? Is it mine? Huh, whose is it? Whose is it?
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
I know you feel it when your eyes rollin’ back, throw it back
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
[Verse 1: RJmrLA]
Ooh, leave this position to me
Is it mine when you need me?
I don’t wanna waste no time, when I bang your line
We switch positions for you
Beat it up until you get the message
Is it mine in the morning?
Chin to your knees, got you pimped off your pedigree
Safe sex, latex, ayy
Maybe we can both nut

RJmrLA – Hennebeeto (Mrla Album)

But every 90 days, the whole label swap cars
Grab it, cock it, protect the deposit
Tryna make a billion before I go (Before I go)
A lil’ champagne with a Hennessy touch
New York, the bodega where you get your party favors
Man them niggas ain’t nothin’, man these bitches ain’t nothin’ (Eyy)
I told the plug to bring the pot for bitches who turn their nose up
Girl: What’s Hennebeeto?
Independence, ain’t no hating my premises
Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto

I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
Jesus, if you turn, I left my thing in a closet
I’m in the the club in the A, we the drum in the K
[Chorus: RJ]
Inni-mini-mo, then drive and speedin’ (shit)
[Interlude]
Send me twenty bitches on the bull’ (On the bull’)
Gotta get courageous, take a risk, go scramble
No, I got my plug on the way while you running in place
Man, man them hoes ain’t ’bout nothin’ (‘Bout nothin’ eyy)
Strap on me plus I got the nose like a car payment
I ain’t scared to spend it, fuck a image just to show our language
If hennebeeto what it is, then fuck it, it’s lit
Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
Shit, said you wanna be famous, get rich, come lambo
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
You on my nuts more than hoes, you the popo, nigga

Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
[Verse 3: RJ]
I want my own phase but you still can get jumped
Man: [??] with the Henessy mix,You ain’t’t from L.A.? If niggas be on it, niggas be lit
Jumpman on the J’s, having Japanese brunch
[Bridge: RJ]
Yo,Man, man them hoes ain’t ’bout nothin’ (‘Bout nothin’ eyy)
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
They don’t like it clean, they rather hennebeeto

Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
The whip skurt off on ’em, ain’t no hoes here, nigga

[??] bottles, they like charizo
We just flood out the bank, throwing dubbs celebrating
Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto

Jumping off stage, they can’t wait to meet us
Hennebeeto behind the counter by the Jack Daniels
Man: Now, I’ve done seen you starin in my glass, you tryna hit this hennebeeto or what?
in these Bathing Apes stars Mr L.A.
Man them niggas ain’t nothin’, man these bitches ain’t nothin’ (Eyy)
They Henny got me faded, all these chains bring commitment
[Chorus: RJ]
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
Hop out at the liquor store, down south the corner store

Swish
[Intro: RJ]
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
[Verse 1: RJ]
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
Crib got acres, the bank eight figures (shit)

I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
Yo, Henny got me lurkin’ on the ‘gram (On the ‘gram)
Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
Larry making all the hits
Louis V sandals, pour me up mando
Niggas be hatin’ with the hurt they can’t channel
I’m off the hennebeeto
That’s why I keep thirty on this bitch like rambo

[Chorus: RJ]
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
Yeah, I’m off the hennebeeto and a couple baddies out of Puerto Rico
Flyest niggas walkin’ through the door
Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
I’m just running the play, I want for your home girl to finish
I ain’t trippin’ on blood or crip
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
Couldn’t tell ya, Verbatim exactly how we did it
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
[Post-Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
She took a sip like what’s in it, shit
Shit, I just bought a bottle for everybody up in my whole squad

[Outro: RJ]
And the amigos gon’ keep it unless you handle your candle
Pressin’ out your bitch, turn the living room to a scandal

RJmrLA – Nobody (Mrla Album)

Just count a hundred gs then she know about me
[Intro]
Cold rich nigga seen both sides
I ain’t gotta take shit from nobody
Wear my Chuck Ts I been rocking all week
I can pay a grant with the cash I throw

I ain’t ever take no shit from nobody
Ain’t gotta see her face but I know her body, nobody
We just tryna reinvent it like a nose job
Still wearing clothes from the early 90s
I ain’t ever take no shit from nobody, nobody
I ain’t finna take no shit from nobody, nobody
I ain’t ever take no shit from nobody
Nobody
Momma said dont take no shit from nobody, nobody
[Refrain]
Ain’t gotta see her face but I know her body, nobody
We just tryna reinvent it like a nose job
Tryna keep up with everybody I know

Cold rich nigga seen both sides

Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
They be shading from the side but my squad don’t go
I ain’t gotta take shit from nobody
I ain’t ever take no shit from nobody
Releasing all my hair let it fall up on the floor
Been on that fake shit no not me
We just tryna reinvent it like a nose job
Ain’t gotta see her face but I know her body, nobody
Nobody
I ain’t finna take no shit from nobody, nobody
I ain’t ever take no shit from nobody, nobody
[Hook 1]
Been on that fake shit no not me
Know I keep it real
I ain’t gotta take no shit from nobody
Tell me one more time baby lemme let ’em know
I ain’t finna take no shit from nobody, nobody
Been on that fake shit no not me
[Outro]
Chain send chills to her whole body
Nobody
Nobody, nobody
Cold rich nigga seen both sides
She don’t like me then she lost like yee
Been on that fake shit, no not me
I ain’t ever take no shit from nobody
I ain’t ever take no shit from nobody

[Hook 2]
I ain’t finna take no shit from nobody, nobody
Momma said don’t take no shit from nobody, nobody
Been on that fake shit no not me
In her face she a dime everybody I know
[Verse 2]
Nobody
Tend to lose touch when you get around the globe
[Verse 1]

In a hot pool with a cold thottie

Make em come alive where them dead guys go
Been on that fake shit, no not me

Hopping off flights with my whole possy
[Refrain]

RJmrLA – Blindfold (Mrla Album)

I can whip dope with my eyes closed (skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt)
[Intro]
Beat the back up like auntie May
Came in the game with a blindfold (blind)
Who got 5 on the cooker? 5, 5 on the cooker, yeah, uh
[Chorus: Quavo]
Access granted (access), I’ma drug king like candid (yum)

Look, hey
[Chorus: Quavo]
I can go on, want me a brick up
My eyes closed like Michael Jordan at the free throw (23, Jordan)
Reppin’ the Porsche, leather lavish and the top side panoramic (skrrt skrrt)
Mama said, "Boy, get your shine on" (mama)
MrLA, if I go blind and all
No Tony how I get my grind on (no Tony)
Mama said, "Boy, get your shine on" (mama)
I love some Act’ in my refrigerator, nigga, you know it’s already put up

I can whip dope with my eyes closed (skrrt skrrt, cook it up)
But that wheel in her back, she can part tyres, yeah
I can whip dope with my eyes closed (skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt)
Yeah nigga, hey
Throwaway (throwaway), no AK (brrt, brrt, AK)
No Tony how I get my grind on (no Tony)
Mike WiLL Made-It
I can whip dope with my eyes closed (skrrt skrrt, cook it up)
Came in the game with a blindfold (blind)
Came in the game with a blindfold (blind)
I can whip dope with my eyes closed (skrrt skrrt, cook it up)
You take it too far, my niggas deliver, yeah
Only gotta trap for half a day
[Verse 2: RJmrLA]
Keep shit inspired ’cause they all hyped, yeah
Got heat to chickens, I can fry the bird, yeah
I can whip dope with my eyes closed (skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt)
I can whip dope with my eyes closed (yeah)
I can whip dope with my eyes closed (skrrt skrrt, cook it up)

I can whip dope with my eyes closed (skrrt skrrt, cook it up)
I can whip dope with my eyes closed (skrrt skrrt, cook it up)
Cookin’ trade (cookin’), servin’ pancakes (woo, yeah)
Pull up with ’em when you do pull up, my niggas got snipers for when you do look up (pew, pew)

Cook up while I trap the hood, no matter the price, I want the hook up
Woo, give me a blindfold, I can cook up a whole kilo (cook it up, cook it up, skrrt, skrrt)
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Bitch, I ain’t got a dime to borrow
44 (bulldog), damage (woo), leave ’em hangin’ like a hangmen
Feed your killers, call it time served
Out first, I got the urge

5, 5 on the cooker Who got 5 on the cooker?
Pull up with ’em when you do pull up, my niggas got snipers for when you do look up (pew, pew)
We got your order for pick up
‘Cause I can whip dope with a blindfold (cook it up)
I can whip dope with my eyes closed (yeah)
[Chorus: Quavo]
Mama said, "Boy, get your shine on" (mama)
If you don’t understand me, proper grammar, bitch, I want a Grammy
Nigga, I can still eyeball the world
‘Cause I can whip dope with a blindfold (cook it up)
Watch me go warm me a brick up
‘Cause I can whip dope with a blindfold (cook it up)
Feed all my trap, ain’t no part shy
Whip up a drive like a car light, yeah
No Tony how I get my grind on (no Tony)
Eastern nigga like what it’s worth
You beggin’ for it, better find a church
I can whip dope with my eyes closed (yeah)

RJmrLA – 50 (Mrla Album)

They was sleeping on us turned Pacquiao
[Hook 1]
New Orleans where the fuck you at?
Got the .50 cal when I’m walking out
LA where the fuck you at?
[Verse 1]
They don’t frisk me down ’cause I’m balling out
ATL where the fuck you at?
But I knocked her off my name
[Verse 2]
Down south back to South Central, I swear they all the same
Got the .50 cal when I’m walking out
I told karma if I pay for it just bring me back my change
50 bands when I’m walking out
They don’t frisk me down ’cause I’m balling out
Them new strips they be hard to count
My new bitch she don’t know me know me
I told her don’t forget where I fucked you at
Got the .50 cal when I’m walking out

Bay Area where the fuck you at?
I’m in your city where the function at?
Like a Houston game brought the Rockets out
They stick together when it’s large amounts

They don’t frisk me down ’cause I’m balling out
Detroit where the fuck you at?
Knock your bitches down swear thats all about
[Hook 3]
50 bands when I’m marching out
400 more summers now OMMIO had to bust it down

Give me 50 bands or I’m walking out
We gone fuck the streets do it doggy style
This .40 on me like leg warmers help me run the shit I’m Usain
[Hook 2]
50 bands when I’m walking out
50 bands when I’m walking out
I need 50 now when I’m walking out
New York where the fuck you at?

Mark Battles – Love Me After (Day 2 Album)

[Interlude]
Don’t know my dad but they say we look like each other, whatever
Days without meals eating daily snacks

Well goddamn I was raised to fear no man
If that nigga gon’ pay your bills cause the hills in some fields for the thrill put that ass in his face
Waited till my brother died tried to be my friend
No thing just to do it
Give all the credit to my swag on the beat
Why kids love it and they kill in the streets is we really complete
Hate in the air so they cheer so bland
So don’t take offence if I don’t take your advice
Day 2, it feels good to be back
Never give it up on the time she meet
When I ain’t have shit did you sell me scraps?
Every night I pray that we never speak again
Back against the wall went through hell and back
3’s up Day 2. It’s Fly America!
I ain’t seen real in forever, FA it still is forever
I just wanna borrow your attention for like 45 minutes if that’s okay with you
Did you miss me?

Look
God forgive who we do wrong
Just pray they show us the unknown
While she claim that she love me but don’t know me
I’m just building it better, so when the rain come I can deal with the weather, feelings get severed
Niggas got macs I ain’t talking ’bout computers
Every trap need a OG
Give anything just don’t ask for my soul or my half of the goal
[Verse 1]
When the fame leave will you love me after?
What am I?
I just had to get things right
Price is going up so niggas better cool it
Baby let’s chill on the beach
And they told me, every Shaq need a Kobe
Gotta do the things my peers won’t plan
Coupe full of shooters looks so confusing
I text back with emojis, the best raps is the oldies
Hell of a ride Imma steer both hands
Flow trapped in a cage, got out with my passion and rage
Men don’t cry so I gotta keep it in
The journey continues I went through a lot in 2016, I had to find myself again.
All the pain in my life got me aiming a [?]
I was asking for days, Shine in the light throw trash in the shade

Done with the chatter are you really a freak?
I just tell you how I feel on the beat
In it for the bitches I just do it for the music
Flyer then some buddy passes
[Outro]
Imma build like a beast till we chillin’ in Greece with a zillion a piece
Work my whole life to be the opposite of him
Can you tell me that? Was you in the lab? Did you help me rap?
Put up valleys for my daughters land for my son and a hill for my niece

And they still won’t sleep
Do what you do I ain’t mad at you babe
But wait, wait can you blame the coach if you made at the plays
Yeah, it’s been a long time
[Intro]
Momma said judge a crook by it’s mother
They get funny acting when the money stacking
[Verse 2}
Glad we can speak now it’s back to the road
It’s been like a year I know
This ain’t for the hype I don’t change on the mic
But it’s about how you bounce back
My nigga keep grams like a group home
Time to move on, new day it’s a new song
2016 that chapter is closed it had to be told
I don’t like that nigga, If I see him I’m going to fight that nigga
1, 2, left, right that nigga
Day 2, 2016 was one of the most difficult years of my life
Life is so crazy, niggas saying that they made me
Don’t try and judge a book by it’s cover

Mark Battles – Good Love (feat. Tory Lanez) (Day 2 Album)

Soon as I pull up [?] you know I’mma pull up on you
And all that we doing is fucking cause I can’t stay true

Baby such a freak let me smash on the couch
[Intro]
Wrong move out your dream get shot down
[Verse 2: Mark Battles]
Hot now so your girl on my jock now
Try me, we can ball like Kyrie
But you can come around if you like
I ain’t been home in like 9 weeks
I’m just playing, let’s be patient, and that ass is amazing

Just give me that good love
Whenever I pull up give me that that give that give me that good love
Dak Prescott how she pass it to me

Had my mind offset cause she bad and boujee
On the way to the top now

Quick fast and I’m out, only young nigga getting cash in drought
Real nigga plotting up on ya so give me that good love
Shawty I’m honest so give me that good love
Whenever I pull up give me that that give that give me that good love
Ride through [?] with the top down
Hood chick no class like a dropout
[Verse 1: Mark Battles]
Just give me that good love
Battles! T-Lanez! We got one!
It’s a whole damn scene when I hop out
Absolutely, knew you was a freak when I tapped the booty
Calm down you don’t want to get hostile
Soon as I pull up [?] you know I’mma pull up on you
[Hook: Tory Lanez]
[Hook: Tory Lanez]
She’ll put your ass to sleep got that knock out
[Hook: Tory Lanez]
Got me doing dishes taking trash out the house
And my ex mad cause my new boo riding
And all that we doing is fucking cause I can’t stay true
Whenever I pull up give me that that give that give me that good love
5’3 and her ass on godly
I’m talking boo-hoo crying

Quiet, got the juice like [?]
Shawty I’m honest so give me that good love
Soon as I pull up [?] you know I’mma pull up on you
She don’t get the D she get mad and she pout
And all that we doing is fucking cause I can’t stay true
Pull up on a hater and they all get silent
I ain’t crazy, I’m just saying, let’s go half on a baby
Just give me that good love
D.A did the sound ya
Whenever I pull up give me that that give that give me that good love
Whenever I pull up give me that that give that give me that good love
I 65 in my new coupe flying
Real nigga plotting up on ya so give me that good love
Only in town for the night

Mark Battles – Twenty Seventeen (Day 2 Album)

They always kept it real like way before the deal
My niggas keep a lil uzi and aim it at your vertebrae
Feel I ain’t seen nothing yet, that’s why we in here working late
Fly America

Shhh
20-17
No fake stage name, so you can get the real me
What’s a queen without a king
Walking in with twenty-one savages if you perpetrate
See you [?] for a mile, might only keep a inch
If you wit’ it, I’m wit’ it, don’t never need convince
"Too wavy for a lil boat", I think that’s what I heard them say

Just tell her, "don’t be doing all that talking and shit"
Nah, she good
Guess I got some blessed homies
I ain’t in it for the thrill, see
Left the streets in my past, wanna take it there then feel free
I will be
I was raised by a lady, and she told me keep on pushing
Witness sights we’ve never seen
Ha, a very strong woman
[Verse 1: Mark Battles]
We just tryna build, G
Really here for peace and love, so let them vibes circulate
said I can be great, and I will be No I.D.
If I can’t enjoy my own pie, don’t want a piece of it
Now it’s cars for everybody
How could I be content, I used to sleep in tents
I always seemed to feel I could, even when I couldn’t
Busy trying to earn respect, you busy trying to earn a break
It ain’t never what you got, to me it’s how you feel
Pray we on to better things
[Outro: Mark Battles]
Stay working while they sleeping, don’t just do it when they looking
Smooth with the flow, now these lesbo hoes is turning straight
[Intro: Mark Battles]
So these niggas slept on me
Opening act for Rocky Fresh it didn’t equal shit
Was told I’d be rewarded for patience, so I’ve learned to wait
So book it, we on the next flight, I gotta see some shit
But now it’s twenty-seventeen

Mark Battles – Check (Day 2 Album)

[Outro: Mark Battles]
I’ll die for my niggas ain’t a thing change
Vasi Gang
FOD
I’m a hypocrite, I can live with that
Jordan 5s, check
They ain’t gotta let them other niggas leave the group
Tell Yeezy put me on Yeezus Two
Pistol, check
You ain’t seen nothing till you’ve seen pain
Victorious Against Societies Ignorances, ha
Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yep
Shout out too all my niggas repping threes
If them niggas shoot first then you better duck
We good then, haha
Cause I love me some head, but won’t give it back
[Verse 1: Mark Battles]
Been on the grind, no ollie kick flip
Bible, check

I’m so three, if you double me you’ll probably get 6
Only hit once and she keep the Coupe
More gigs than a IPhone 7 Plus
I’m really in my bag, oh God
Got smoked last night, and he still high
Piss out real and I bleed the truth
Tell Weezy put me on the Carter VI
This a partnership, shout out Brenton Young cause we started this
Just got them all rings like King James
Still my own boss I don’t gotta split shit
Rap like me, then you’ll probably get peeled
VASI Gang
It’s Fly America
Uh, [?]
Won’t fall in love cause my heart in this
Barely made it out my hood, I should get a plaque
Yeah
Look like me, then you’ll probably get chicks
Fly Amer-
Who you wanna see instead of us?
Vasi hat, check
Fly America It’s…
Ratchet little thang won’t wear no panties
Get the tour booked then set it up
FA, threes up, it’s the same thang
Translation: Fly or Die
Then we good, ya
For the real fly, I been known as a guy like Bill Nye
Face like Janet and an ass like [?]
OJ, check
Threes all the time, so these niggas can’t stand it
I ain’t never told no lie, going at they necks like a damn bow tie
I’m in a real dark place, yo I can’t lie
Nigga, where my Grammy
Album of the year, check, ha
Never hit a hoe raw, yo it’s just a track
[Intro: Mark Battles]

Mark Battles – Dreaming (feat. Tory Lanez) (Day 2 Album)

Niggas can’t stop the king from breathing
[Verse 2: Mark Battles]
Niggas can’t stop my team from leading
But I’m the man now, I gotta go and get it
Low down Streets, that’s where i’m from
No say you love me baby, that shit make me angry
Let’s get it popping, they still doubting a few things
Niggas tryna roll up on you creeping
I ain’t never seen the truth change (people change)
Yo shout out Young Boy, that’s my nigga, man we go dependent

And every nigga ain’t your nigga, hope you know the difference
Dark [?] that’s where I’m from
Low down Streets, that’s where i’m from

Fly America, Vasi league, we the new gang
You niggas robbing like Blac Chyna and Bruce Wayne
I’m on the good vibes the rest of my life
Cold nights gone, that’s where I’m from
Hard knock life, that’s where I’m from
Cold nights gone, that’s where I’m from
Leave the way I came man
Come from
Switch up the game plan, tryna stay the same man
Come from
Niggas tryna roll up on you creeping
I’m mobbing with my Day 1s, no new names
Niggas can’t stop my team from leading
Low down Streets, that’s where i’m from
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
I know God is real, but why He let my brother die
Niggas can’t stop the king from breathing
She said "I love you baby", and I wonder why
Dark [?] that’s where I’m from
I’m trying to find time, never mind cause time flies
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Come from
Anytime I make a move my bro be going with it
Niggas can’t stop the king from dreaming
I’m here for hellos, no Hell Nos or Bye-byes
Niggas can’t stop the king from breathing
The pressure compresses depression, I was stressing at night
I’m from a city where struggle teach you a few things
Dark [?] that’s where I’m from
Hard knock life, that’s where I’m from
Pricey payments, nights in Vegas, switch the flight arrangements
Niggas can’t stop the king from dreaming

We make feelings never left until you stepped to the right
Feeling hopeless, losing focus, should I give up or try (cry)
[Chorus: Tory Lanez & Mark Battles]
Cold nights gone, that’s where i’m from
Niggas can’t stop my team from leading
My heart went cold, it left my soul and watch my mother cry
Hmm, I’m writing music to reduce pain
Cause every time it felt like love that’s when they left me hanging
The lessons and blessings respect it, don’t you question the fight
Niggas can’t stop the king from dreaming
Niggas tryna roll up on you creeping

Hard knock life, that’s where I’m from (Yo)
It’s been a while now cause my life is changing
[Verse 1: Mark Battles]

Maysa – The Things We Do For Love (Love Is A Battlefield Album)

[Instrumental]
Is basically I’d make it all with you
(The things that I will do for love) ooh baby
The things that I would do for love
(We compromise it just because) just becau’…
Tell me
This is what you do to me
(The things that I would do for love)
Now that you know what you’ve been searching for

[Intro]
(Stay through the joy and pain)
Now I know what you’re waiting for
(Tell me you feel the same)
I, walk a thousand miles
I’d let you play your games
But I’m safe, safe in letting go
We want the best that love has got to give
And please don’t rush the feeling through the door
The things that I would do
(The things that I will do for love)
What would you do?
[Chorus 2]
Just to see you smile
Let me know that, this is love
Ooh boy, tell me that you feel the same way baby
But do we know what we are looking for?
(Love me, say anything)
(We compromise it just because)
So that I can make you see
(The things that we all do for love) we do for love
It’s what my heart’s been waiting for
The things that I would do for you
[Verse 1]
(The things that we all do for love)
‘Cause it’s what your heart’s been waiting for

(Hold you, control you)
(We compromise it just because)
This is what I’d do, yea-eh

[Chorus 3]
‘Cause it’s what the heart’s been waiting for
Ooh boy, tell me that you feel the same way baby
Is basically I’d make it all with you
The things that I would do for you
So won’t you stay a while
We want the best that love has got to give

Or would you, just bring it to me?
There’s only me to blame
The things that I would do
This is what I’d do yea-eh
Would you send me kisses?
Is basically I’d make it all with you
(And I wonder if this is real) ah-ah-ah ye-e-es
[Bridge]
Would you send me blue roses?

(Just how you make me feel) oh baby, oh baby
(So love me, so slowly)
(We compromise it just because)
We want the best that love has got to give
[Chorus 1]
(The things that we all do for love) do for love
[Verse 2]
[Outro]
This is what I’d do
(The things that I will do for love) ooh baby
As long as you will, fall with me baby
(The things that we all do for love) we do for love
I guess I’m just a fool for love
Here’s the moment we’ve been waiting for
Would you send me your love?
(Tell me you’ll understand)

And it’s you, you’re the reason why
(The things that I will do for love)
The things that I would do for you
(Don’t compromise) just give your all
And not afraid to fall
The things that I would do for love
The things that I would do for you