It's time to face the music (oh) A stay of execution No more distribution (the fuck you doin'?) You did this to me I'm right back on my bullshit, right back out in these streets Just remember that you did this to yourself (yeah, you did it yourself) Now, you gotta suffer the consequences Back up to bat and swingin' for the fences (remember that) Let's make one thing clear (here) Here, my dear My resolute for this year No pollution, fresh air My solution, long hair with a fat ass, I'm deadass Mile high club 'til I jеt lag Rothstein flow, Casino And you're just like Ginger, we know Singlе negro, I don't need your (Double standards and hypocrisy) And that fake handholdin' on Father's Day You a different motherfucker when you not with me Been sleepin' with the enemy, mockery It's like I'm John F. Kennedy, shots at me Yes, I'm president of debauchery None of that bullshit ever got to me 'Cause your pillow Brillo, ditto Breakin' this shit down little by little I ain't got time for the fuckin' pom-poms Shoulda never let this dog out of the kennel Wastin' time, debatin' 'bout Who I'm with when I'm not around Just don't forget who you fuckin' with When steppin' on hallowed ground 'Cause you did this to me (yeah, I'm) Right back on my bullshit, right back on these streets Just remember that you did this to yourself (yeah, you did it yourself) But now you gotta suffer the consequences (and sorry isn't gonna help) Now how many times have I got burnt And tried to act like I'm not hurt? Or take you back and we not workin' Like clockwork, this shit is agony You're draggin' me, Glocks burst Just remember, you drawed first, you ain't toe taggin' me Ho-bag, any blowback, you deserve Get the bozack, bitch, my soul's blackening So actually, this could've been a lot worse (watch) I could've name-dropped you in my verse (yeah) But out of respect for your daughter I won't blow your spot up 'cause your toddler Does not deserve to get caught up in our dirt (yeah) And good luck with the father Bitch, you're stuck with him now, ah-fuckin'-ha Word to the doctor, these are wounds you cannot nurse Hope it's drivin' you bonkers that I'm not yours (oh, no) Guess I must've got wise, you are not sly Just 'cause you can make up an on-the-spot lie I'm comin' out, guns blazin', shots fired Hand sani', I'm cutting off ties Bitch, everything you own's in a box, bye Guess it's back to the trailer and pot pies Hope I pull up to the window at Popeyes One day and you'll be servin' me hot fries (you did this to me) Taste of your own medicine, you shedded skin Yeah, you reptilian bitch Off with your knees (yeah), beggin' for forgiveness Yeah, look at you, marry him again, bitch You ain't Em's bitch, you just regular him's bitch We will never be together again, ever And when you're in bed with him and you wish you was with me Just remember that You did this to me (yeah, now) I'm right back on my bullshit Right back out on these streets (look what you did) Just remember that you did this to yourself (yeah, you did it yourself) Now, you gotta suffer the consequences (and sorry isn't gonna help) Remember that (Michelle) you did this to me (yeah) I'm right back on my bullshit Right back out in these streets (fuck around and made you famous) Just remember that you did this to yourself (yeah, you did it yourself) But now you gotta suffer the consequences (So when I'm hittin' someone else and you're) Wastin' time, debatin' 'bout Who I'm with when I'm not around Just don't forget who you fuckin' with When steppin' on hallowed ground
Damn, girl, with your sexy ass, haha Let me holla at you (D.A. got that dope) It's one of those kinda nights Yes, this beat's takin' me back to my D12 days When we hit the club to go and hell-raise Probably end up baggin' a cocktail waitress And takin' her straight back to the Motel 8 Yeah, Bizzare's tryna get a lapdance Off a Xanax and Jack Dan' (ayo) Stripper walk by, I'm like, "Goddamn" She's like, "That's harassment" I'm like, "Yeah, and?" (Woo) Holy Toledo, it's Miss Ohio That's the best ass I've seen in a while We should be datin', she's from Cleveland But she's a Bengal, this chick is catty Is that a mini-skirt if it's a maxi? That's the shortest thing for a dress since an addy She said, "Fuck off", and threw her liquor at me (It's one of those kinda nights) (Then I said, I said) If you wanna go hard tonight Well then the smoke and the bottle are on me, ah Slip into the red dress you like When we arrive we probably won't leave, ah I love the way you move like that When you push your body on mine, oh my You wanna smoke, drink, dance until the sun rise It's one of those kinda nights This beat keeps takin' me back, like my ex does Only 'cause how good the sex was Hit up the next club, met Alexa But she was so extra, called her etcetera Had her like, "Oh my God, my whole iPod's filled with your songs, I mow my lawn to 'em" I said, "Oh my God, you know my songs? That's totally awesome, I'm Marshall, what's goin' on?" Ah (haha) Seriously though, jokes aside, how you doin'? You straight? She said, "No, I'm bi" She said, "Are you drunk?", I said, "No, I'm high" I'm checkin' out the chick, she said, "So am I" What's in the cup? Let me see that Girl, where the rest of that promethazine at She said, "Cool, gotta run out to my Cadillac though And I'll be like Fat Joe, and bring the lean back" Then I said If you wanna go hard tonight Well then the smoke and the bottle are on me, ah Slip into the red dress you like When we arrive we probably won't leave, ah I love the way you move like that When you push your body on mine, oh my You wanna smoke, drink, dance until the sun rise It's one of those kinda O-M-G Like the gas in the tank, she's gettin' low on me Says she wants go with me I said, "Go with you where?" She said, "Out" I said, "I'm a candle, I'll go out if you blow on me" Walk her out to the parkin' lot Here comes the brigade Turnt like a flip page, Swifty look shitfaced Say peace to McVay, me and this chick take off like a sick day Drivin' around, I said, "Let's pull over" She said, "No problemo", windows are dark tint Roll up the car windows Monte Carlo in park, bumpin' Bizarre's demo Gettin' head in the bucket, Marshmello Yeah, I never in the club met a woman worth knowin' But if you're hoein' Opposites attract, I'm someone, you're a no-one I'm high and you're bi I'm comin', you're going If you wanna go hard tonight Well then the smoke and the bottle are on me, ah Slip into the red dress you like When we arrive we probably won't leave, ah I love the way you move like that When you push your body on mine, oh my You wanna smoke, drink, dance until the sun rise It's one of those kinda nights
h naa ohh naa dime baby si tú estás pa mi ohhh nadaa baby dime si tú estás pa mi estás pa mi estás pa mi hablando claro yo si estoy pa ti estoy pa ti estoy pa ti Mirame a la cara y dime qué ya no me amas dime qué nos vamos a aver aunque me dejes con las ganas siempre pienso en ti fumando un blon por la mañana y tu con tus amigas como si nada importara Cansado de insistir y que no funcione Tu estas feliz y yo con depresiónes Estoy todo confundido fumandome un poco de blones mientras pasa el tiempo triste suenan mis canciones
All of my niggas gon' ride with it In the pocket, the rocket like Kellen Mond Mama told me the power was in the tongue But it probably ain't powerful as a gun All of you little cowards get devoured, I'm givin' out flowers to anyone I ain't been out the house in a minute 'cause I ain't wit' it if the money is miniature I've been mindin' my business, I'm business-minded I've been spendin' some time with the minister 'Cause them niggas spinnin' shit and still sinnin' in the City of God and it's sinister Try to pray and repent in a synagogue or a mosque, a temple, a church Them brown skin's sentiment niggas hurtin' And murder's a common courtesy, for certainly R.I.P. be on the shirt, search, lurk, murk, squirt, dirt, first (forty-eight) My nigga doin' four plus eight without a court date Talked the other day, he say he doin' okay He good, he gainin' weight then got a sharp shank He made, he say they played, they gotta partake Homie got a heart full of hate and a face full of war paint Eyes all red, full of rage and it's hard to escape from a dark place East side niggas from the A, niggas all ages Tryna sell a pound of the dog cage All the OGs 'round town was our age Danger, sex, and drugs, X and R-rated Danger, sex, and drugs, shit be outrageous But don't get this shit fucked up, my boy You lucked up once then ya doubled up I dribble and pass it to the cup and triple-double it Get to the basket, get the cash and cuddle up Cover up, bundle up, batter up (batter up) Um, talk a lot of smack and I could back it up Shawty wanna shag, wanna shack it up I can put a pussy on a platter like a platypus Nappy head, nigga, hair natted up I said, "Barbara, " a nigga tatted up I won't argue, nigga mad as fuck 'Cause they ain't compatible, I'm finna catapult But niggas know it's goin' down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow-
Plane just landed, Heathrow, hop off the G4, standard We see a opp, it's G-code, we blow his top, now he's volcanic Please don't panic over my lingo, both of my feet so planted Gold weddin' ring on my finger, but yet I'm still killin' 'em single-handed Drum on the gun like I'm Ringo I'm in this b- with no chain like I'm Django We from the ends where they know that they can't go She go both ways so I'm tastin' the rainbow (ha) Yummy, they got no more bread, they're crummy The same way that Melo was starin' at Rih is the way that I stare at the money I'm ready to risk it all if I lift it, bet I won't miss it, you a statistic Thought sh- was sweet 'til we popped up and popped off the top of your Mistic, I go ballistic Hopped out the drop, got the drop on an opp, now I'm opportunistic I like to shop in the District Coppin' this, coppin' that, I'm proper capitalistic, uh Dreamer, Dreamer, runnin' the game in my signature trainers Balenciaga for joggers, I might just wear Crocs at the O2 arena Splendid, got no limits, should have a tank on my pendant Blokes goin' broke tryna keep up with Cole, but I make it back soon as I spend it Maybach tinted, "'Scuse me, sir, but ain't that rented?" I'm offended, straight cash for my Benzes, we don't pay back interest Aim at fences when I swing, pay respects and kiss my ring Even Elizabeth said I'm king (well, he's bloody well right, isn't he? Haha) Why would I choose between this one or that one when I know that I can have both? I laugh at these rappers for cappin', I guess T.I.P ain't the only one out here with jokes Mans don't want smoke I just don't understand I don't even think they should be allowed to breathe the same air as him if you asked me I'm in London, I like to go and shop at the mall
Smoking trees, I'm ridin' 'round Come to my side of town Lately, it's been goin', goin', goin', goin', goin' down (look, uh, look) All of my niggas gon' ride with it In the pocket, the rocket like Kellen Mond Mama told me the power was in the tongue But it probably ain't powerful as a gun All of you little cowards get devoured, I'm givin' out flowers to anyone I ain't been out the house in a minute 'cause I ain't wit' it if the money is miniature I've been mindin' my business, I'm business-minded I've been spendin' some time with the minister 'Cause them niggas spinnin' shit and still sinnin' in the City of God and it's sinister Try to pray and repent in a synagogue or a mosque, a temple, a church Them brown skin's sentiment niggas hurtin' And murder's a common courtesy, for certainly R.I.P. be on the shirt, search, lurk, murk, squirt, dirt, first (forty-eight) My nigga doin' four plus eight without a court date Talked the other day, he say he doin' okay He good, he gainin' weight then got a sharp shank He made, he say they played, they gotta partake Homie got a heart full of hate and a face full of war paint Eyes all red, full of rage and it's hard to escape from a dark place East side niggas from the A, niggas all ages Tryna sell a pound of the dog cage All the OGs 'round town was our age Danger, sex, and drugs, X and R-rated Danger, sex, and drugs, shit be outrageous But don't get this shit fucked up, my boy You lucked up once then ya doubled up I dribble and pass it to the cup and triple-double it Get to the basket, get the cash and cuddle up Cover up, bundle up, batter up (batter up) Um, talk a lot of smack and I could back it up Shawty wanna shag, wanna shack it up I can put a pussy on a platter like a platypus Nappy head, nigga, hair natted up I said, "Barbara, " a nigga tatted up I won't argue, nigga mad as fuck 'Cause they ain't compatible, I'm finna catapult But niggas know it's goin' down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow- If I run out of fuel, I won't What the fuck y'all gon' do if I don't Run out of fuel? Down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow- (run out of fuel) That scares the fuck out of you For a couple decades (brrt) Been lettin' this TEC spray (brrt) From that day that I met Dre (brrt) So you liable to catch strays (brrt) From the second you press play (what?) I suggest they (what?) Do not test like an essay (why?) 'Cause like where my homies out West stay (yeah) We can just say (what?) I'm like a R-A-P-E-R (yeah) Got so many S-As (S-As), S-As (huh) Wait, he didn't just spell the word, "Rapper" and leave out a P, did he? (Yep) R.I.P., rest in peace, Biggie And Pac, both of y'all should be living (yep) But I ain't tryna beef with him (nope) 'Cause he might put a hit on me like , "Keefe D, get him" And that's the only way you're gonna be killing me (nah) Ain't gonna be on no beat, silly (yeah) I beat the beat silly, on the grind like teeth gritting Call me "obesity" (why?) You think it's over? Wait, it's just beginning Diss me and it ain't gonna be pretty (nah) Used to be yea tall then I grew a little each day 'til I became God Like James Todd, now your arms are too short to BK brawl Indeed, they small like DJ Paul (woo) My new Benz better than your truck by far Bitch, suck my balls You either smoke crack or you're playin' stickball in the street 'Cause you must be on base if you're thinkin' you can touch my car (yeah) But if the whole world was out to get you (what?) It'd turn you to a powder keg too Kyle Rittenhouse, spittin' rounds, the TEC shoots (look out, like, "Brrt") And that ain't no sound effect (woo) Neither was that, SIG Sauer lets loose I don't condone gun violence at schools (nah) But I can't get these voices out my head (hey, Marshall, kill, kill, kill) They're putting words in my mouth like alphabet soup Got the most content on the continent And constant compliments give me confidence (I'm a) A cross of common sense and incompetence (uh) I'm cognizant that conflict's a consequence Of accomplishments accomplished through competition I've conquered and conked 'em into unconsciousness Though conscious, I conjure this King Kong and just Call me "Kamikaze, " I'm concoctin' this (woo, my bad) But nobody's sixteen's are touching These motherfuckin' index fingers fuckin' the nina Clutchin' the nine millimeter, tuckin' the heat Got the toaster like an English muffin No, I mean, "toast to" like you drink to somethin' But it's in a holster, I proceed to bust and Fuck around and get popped like Halyna Hutchins Like I'm Alec Baldwin, what I mean is buckin' you down Coup de grâce then, right between the fuckin' eyes Shoot 'em all in if you think you're fuckin' with me You're gonna suffer the fuckin' repercussions The reaper's comin', a heathen, I'm Ethan Crumbley I keep replenishing fuel while the beat I'm punishin' If I run out of fuel, I won't What the fuck y'all gon' do if I don't Run out of fuel? Down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow- (run out of fuel) That scares the fuck out of you
Record man play my song on the radio You too busy tryna find that blue-eyed soul I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke And I swear too much on the regular We gon' let them hits fly, we gon' let it go If it ain't XO, then it gotta go I just won a new award for a kids show Talkin' 'bout a face numbin' off a bag of blow I'm like, goddamn, bitch, I am not a Teen Choice Goddamn, bitch, I am not a bleach boy Whip game, make a nigga understand though Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo Hit the gas so hard make it rotate All my niggas blew up like a propane All these R&B niggas be so lame Got a sweet Asian chick, she go lo mein (Oh-oh-oh) You know me (Know me, uh, na-na-na-na-na) You know me (Know me, know me, oh-oh-oh) You know me (Know me, know me, na-na-na-na-na) Every time you try to forget who I am I'll be right there to remind you again You know me (Pow, pow) You know me (Know me) Said I'm just tryna swim in somethin' wetter than the ocean Faded off a double cup, I'm mixin' up the potion All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me Platinum off a mixtape, sippin' on that codeine Pour it in my trophies, roll until my nose bleed I'ma keep on singin' while I'm burnin' up that OG All my niggas get it, they make money all alone Rock a chain around they neck, makin' sure I'm gettin' home When I travel 'round the globe, make a couple mil' a show And I come back to my city, I fuck every girl I know Used to walk 'round with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor Now my shit straight, eatin' all day, tryna lose weight That good sex, we'll sweat it out Hotel bed springs, we'll wear it out I ain't gotta tell you 'Cause you know me (Oh-oh-oh) You know me (Know me, ah, na-na-na-na-na) You know me (Know me, know me, oh-oh-oh) You know me (Know me, know me, na-na-na-na-na) Every time you try to forget who I am (Try to forget who I am) I'll be right there to remind you again (Hey) You know me (Pow, pow) You know me (Know me, know me) Why don't you shake somethin', shake somethin' For the Don? Don't you break nothin', break nothin' Baby girl, won't you work somethin', work somethin' For the Don? Don't you hurt nothin', hurt nothin' Baby girl, won't you shake somethin', shake somethin' (Shake some) For the Don? Don't you break nothin' (Break nothin'), break nothin' Baby girl, won't you work somethin' (Work), work somethin' For the Don? Don't you hurt nothin', hurt nothin' 'Cause you know me Girl, you know me You already know me Yeah, you know me Oh-oh-oh, na-na-na-na-na Oh-oh-oh, na-na-na-na-na Oh-oh-oh, na-na-na-na-na Oh-oh-oh, na-na-na-na-na
I know that we are upside down So hold your tongue and hear me out I know that we were made to break So what? I don't mind You kill the lights, I'll draw the blinds Don't dull the sparkle in your eyes I know that we were made to break So what? I don't mind Are you gonna stay the night? Are you gonna stay the night? Oh, oh, oh, oh Are you gonna stay the night? Are you gonna stay the night? Doesn't mean we're bound for life So, oh, oh, oh Are you gonna stay the night? Are you gonna stay the night? Doesn't mean we're bound for life So, oh, oh, oh Are you gonna stay the night? I am a fire, you're gasoline Come pour yourself all over me We'll let this place go down in flames Only one more time You kill the lights, I'll draw the blinds Don't dull the sparkle in your eyes I know that we were made to break So what? I don't mind Are you gonna stay the night? Are you gonna stay the night? Oh, oh, oh, oh Are you gonna stay the night? Are you gonna stay the night? (When we get burned) Doesn't mean we're bound for life (we never learn) So, oh, oh, oh Are you gonna stay the night? Night, night, night, night, night Night, night, night, night, night Night, night, night, night, night Are you gonna stay the night? Are you gonna stay the night? Doesn't mean we're bound for life So, oh, oh, oh Are you gonna stay the night? Are you gonna stay the night? Are you gonna stay the night? Oh, oh, oh, oh Are you gonna stay the night?
I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you I need you the most I gave you the key when the door wasn't open Just admit it See, I gave you faith, turned your doubt into hoping, can't deny it Now I'm all alone and my joys turned to moping Tell me here, where are you now that I need ya? Where are you now? (where are you now?) Where are you now that I need ya? Couldn't find you anywhere When you broke down I didn't leave ya I was by your side So where are you now that I need ya? Where are you now that I need ya? Where are you now that I need ya? Where are you now that I need ya? Where are you now that I need ya? I gave you attention when nobody else was payin', hm I gave you the shirt off my back whatchu sayin' To keep you warm I showed you the game everybody else was playin', that's for sure And I was on my knees when nobody else was prayin', oh Lord Where are you now that I need ya? Where are you now that I need ya? I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, (Where are you now that I need ya?) I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you I need you the most Where are you now that I need ya? Where are you now that I need ya? Where are you now that I need ya? I need you the most I need you the most I need you the most
Version on my page without the intro, the forever segment and Big Boi’s voice on the third hook. OutKast - Ms. Jackson (Instrumental & Hook) ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-L-hoe4LrPnk.html
Yeah What? We off the grid, grid, grid This for my kid, kid, kid For when my kid-kid-kids have kids Everything we did for the crib Everything we did, how we live (what?) All this smoke got a scent All that smoke, heaven sent (what?) Everything I spoke what I meant (ah) Never disguise my intent, lines outside the event Brought my life out the trench God, thank God, look what He did, did, did, did, did, did We off the grid, grid, grid, grid, grid (ayy, what?) We off the grid, grid, grid, grid I'm off the grid (homicide, homicide, what?) Got tat's on my ribs (ah), tattoos on my ribs (what?) I just tatted my kid, Onyx (slatt) I just threw 20, count it, we was at Onyx (ah, what?) I just bought me some brand-new clothes Dover Street Market (Givenchy) Ayy, we just took the route to Charlotte (yeah, ah, what? Yeah) I'm in the Rolls-Royce f-in' on, what you call it? (yeah, yeah) I light the opp blunt and let your - try it (ah) Uh, I'm off the grid and wanna- yeah (what?) We off the grid, grid, grid This for my kid, kid, kid, kid Everything we did for the crib did here Flexing with the business trip Going cray, take some G6 Lit, lit, '76 He spit this, we off the grid, grid, grid Yeah, look, when I was in jail, I was low-key (uh) Shout out to supporters that wrote me Eat food, work out, and then go to sleep You know I'm praying, he carrying both feet (yeah) Know we got God with us (God with us) You look at me and see a God figure (uh) And when I start vibing, I know that he with me And I'ma always catch a hard shiver (uh) I know it's demons in that dark liquor (Uh) We buy a bottle and squash with ya (uh) Everybody turn into a harsh - But my pockets bigger and my heart richer (uh) My mind smarter, my grind harder (skrr) And my car quicker (skrrt) I met her in church, she pray for me She my God-sister (she my God-sister, yeah) I'm only trustin' the people I keep close - Sellin' they soul for a repost Remember when I was broke, wearin' cheap coats Now it's diamonds and houses and C notes (uh) I'm feelin' marvelous (I'm feelin' marvelous) Who let the monster loose? Huh? (Who let the monster loose?) They call me a product of my environment (uh) I tell them, "Nah, I'm what God produced" (baow) Defense good, and them guards can shoot (baow) I put 'em on you, it get hard to move Tattoo in my face is the mark of truth Gotta watch what you say when they market you (huh) I already predicted this (huh, I already predicted this) Y'all only witnessed it (y'all only witnessed it) Look, got a couple old friends that I'm not really clickin' with I know they pray that we settle our differences I pray that they lower all my nig- sentences I got some demons I'm not even dealin' with They in they feelings, I'm not really feelin' it And I know some members that gave back they membership You switched up, huh, like how you not feelin' me? Look, I act like I care, but I don't really care Now I live in a new building with amenities I got a new ceiling with a chimney I got a few niggas wanna finish me I don't get too friendly with the enemy You gotta move different when you in the industry, woo, yeah You gotta move different when you in the industry, huh You gotta move different when you in the, look God blessed me with amazing grace (uh) She fell in love with my day to day (uh) I just want my problems to fade away (uh) Man, I'm tired of niggas, I need Gatorade Boy, I got on my feet and I made a name And I made it a necklace, huh When you from the bottom and you working hard Just to get the top, then they gotta respect it If you got a voice, then you gotta project it If you got a wrong, then you gotta correct it If you got a name, then you gotta protect it If you give me shock, then you gotta electric Tryna live a new life (woo) so I got a new plan that I gotta finesse with, look, yeah 'Cause they want me to lose, they ain't part of the Woos I been trying so hard not to move reckless We off the grid, grid, grid This for my kid, kid, kid, kid Everything we did for the crib did here Flexing with the business trip Going cray, take some G6 (ah) Lit, lit, '76 Even spinning this then they'll have to Change his-his-his- -iggas trip, trip, trip, this, this This, this, this, this You still on this list, list, list, list I'm off the grid, grid, grid, grid Off the grid, grid, grid, grid First, it go viral, then they get digital Then they get critical, no, I'm not doing no interview Mask on my face, you can't see what I finna do Had to move away from people that's miserable Don't wanna link you, I ain't finna sit with you Ain't finna talk to you, ain't finna get with you Don't get me mad just 'cause I don't wanna injure you She put my paintings inside of her living room Look at the problems and issues I'm living through They tryna drown me, I rise to my pinnacle Walked through the block like the neighborhood general Drop me the low and then that's what I send it to I was forgetting you, now I remember, now I remember Did what I want, and I say what I want And I thought you was with me, like how you get sensitive? I got this God power, that's my leverages I got this Holy Water, that's my beverages I gotta help myself out of selfishness I just bought a floor out of Selfridges I gotta make sure they know who they messin' with I gotta tell 'em "sorry", they too delicate I gotta stay with God where the blessings is I ain't delivering Heavenly messages just for the hell of it Don't try to test me, I keep it clean, but it can get messy I talk to God everyday, that's my bestie They playing soccer in my backyard, I think I see Messi And this money could never neglect me I pray that my family, they never resent me And she fell in love with me as soon she met me We both got it bad, mama, bag is more heavy We have to stop counting, it's getting too petty You not a real stepper, you can't overstep me Just sit back and listen and watch how he bless me He wait 'til I fall and then pull up and catch me Your check is too small, you can't run up and check me Nah, nah, I get 'em fast, see You feel a way, then go pull up and get me Might do something wild if I feel like you press me Nah, I get 'em fast, see You feel a way, then go pull up and get me Might do something wild if I feel like you press me We off the grid, grid, grid This for my kid, kid, kid For when my kid-kid-kids have kids Everything we did for the crib Pray for what folks them did Only thing we pray God forgive-give-give May God forbid-bid-bid He hit one of the kids, kids, kids Took off his list, list, list Look what they did, did, did Pray for the crib, crib, crib Some say A-a-adam could never be bla-a-ack 'Cause a black man'll never share his rib, rib, rib, rib, rib, rib
Yeah, yeah Slay dro It's that J Dilla right here Badu, Indica Badu Yeah that's right Riding 'round the city with my homies blowing trees Wavy like the seven seas Living life, let me get it right Let me give it a minute to get up in it like a beautiful independent woman That 's finna' make you wait to smash Come now, let me count this cash Come now, let me sip this flask Pockets fat like shawty ass Jump in the whip, gotta get this gas Put that shit in drive, I'm live like ammunition No permission needed I proceeded to accelerate Had days with hella' hate But gotta let that anger migrate All this shit that's on my plate That food for thought that can't be bought But only taught and on the real know I can't get much higher Been smoking that fire Riding 'round the city with my homies that know me Know that I can't get much higher Word to my supplier Buy it, break it, roll it, light it Use that fire, ignite it I can't get much higher Been smoking that fire Riding 'round the city with my homies that know me Know that I can't get much higher Word to my supplier Buy it, break it, roll it, light it Use that fire, ignite it, I can't get much higher Nigga like we smoking all weekend And I roll and smoke when I'm drinkin' Tell them open that door but don't peek in We be havin' a OG Kush meetin' If we smokin' that dope it's a reason Eyes so low from the chiefin' I be getting high when I wake up And roll me one more 'fore I'm sleeping Man I be smoking so good that I be forgetting the past It don't even come to my house if it ain't wrapped up in a turkey bag We roll up the herb and laugh Kick back, blowing zip Take it on a plane, know I smoke the same when I'm on a trip Niggas like me always got weed on 'em Try to tell me that she don't smoke, later on she joinin' Ain't no point goin' back, keep going in You been rolling with cats, you boring I be bringing them stacks enormous Section always in the back important Bad bitch gorgeous, pack imported I can't get much higher Been smoking that fire Riding 'round the city with my homies that know me Know that I can't get much higher Word to my supplier Buy it, break it, roll it, light it Use that fire, ignite it I can't get much higher Been smoking that fire Riding 'round the city with my homies that know me Know that I can't get much higher Word to my supplier Buy it, break it, roll it, light it Use that fire, ignite it, I can't get much higher Uh Yeah I'm finna get up in the feeling Independent feeling like a boss Roll a little something, smoke a little something Kick back and then floss Chiefin' that Indica in the cut Tell my anxiety to get lost Fuck a pill, only numb the pain Man, you know how much that shit cost? I ain't talking 'bout your pocket, no I am only talking about the mind When the cannabis combine with the brain it be like everything you seen just seem to shine Smoking that golden state, everything going great Got a lot on my plate Not a single complaint Stacking money in the bank This that RattPack and that Taylor Gang They know the face and they know the name I'm a married man with a bad wife Never fuck around 'less it's Mary Jane Come play the game Honestly never the same Just like my flow, got one for every occasion Living the life so my life is amazing I can't get much higher I'm smoking that fire Running 'round the city with my homies that know me Know that I can't get much higher Word to my supplier Buy it, break it, roll it, light it Use the fire, ignite it I can't get much higher I'm smoking that fire Running 'round the city with my homies that know me Know that I can't get much higher Word to my supplier Buy it, break it, roll it, light it Use the fire, ignite it I can't get much higher Yeah And if you don't know by now, I smoke weed Hahahahahaha How Wiz gonna give me the verse He ain't gonna give me the laugh though Hahaha That shit iconic Yeah, yeah, yeah Indica Badu
I want you to know that it's our time You and me bleed the same light I want you to know that I'm all yours You and me run the same course I'm slippin' down a chain reaction And here I go, here I go, here I go, go And once again, I'm yours in fractions It takes me down, pulls me down, pulls me down low Honey, it's rainin' tonight But storms always have an eye, have an eye Tell me you're covered tonight Or tell me lies, tell me lies, lies, lies, lies I want you to know that it's our time You and me bleed the same light I want you to know that I'm all yours You and me, we're the same force I want you to know that it's our time You and me bleed the same light I want you to know that I'm all yours You and me run the same course I want you to know that it's our time You and me bleed the same light I'm better under your reflection But did you know, did you know, did you know, know That's anybody else that's met ya It's all the same, all the same, all the same glow Honey, it's rainin' tonight But storms always have an eye, have an eye Tell me you're covered tonight Or tell me lies, tell me lies, lies, lies I want you to know that it's our time You and me bleed the same light I want you to know that I'm all yours You and me, we're the same force I want you to know that it's our time You and me bleed the same light I want you to know that I'm all yours You and me run the same course You and me run the same course (I want you) (I want you) I want you to know that it's our time You and me bleed the same light I want you to know that I'm all yours You and me run the same course
Overview Lyrics Videos Listen Artists Other recordings Main results Astro, yeah Sun is down, freezin' cold That's how we already know winter's here My dawg would prolly do it for a Louis belt That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else I tried to show 'em, yeah I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Gone on you with the pick and roll Young LaFlame, he in sicko mode Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes This shit way too big, when we pull up give me the loot (Gimme the loot) Was off the Remy, had a Papoose Had to hit my old town to duck the news Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves Now it's 4AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew I just landed in, Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose Some-some-some, someone said To win the retreat, we all in too deep P-p-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (someone said) To win the retreat, we all in too deep P-p-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (yeah) This shit way too formal, y'all know I don't follow suit Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue All of these hoes I made off records I produced I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group Hit my esés, I need the bootch 'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too" In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke (Don't stop, pop that pussy) Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof (uh) She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon" We ain't even make it to the room She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool Now I got her open, it's just the Goose Who put this shit together? I'm the glue (someone said) Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue Someone said (playin'-playin' for keeps) Someone said, motherfuck what someone said (Don't play us for weak) Yeah Astro Yeah, yeah Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up (ayy, ayy) She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (yeah) Now I hit the FBO with duffles in my hands I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah Like a light, ayy, yeah Like a light, ayy Slept through the flight, ayy Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man This shit got double bedroom, man I still got scores to settle, man I crept down the block (down the block), made a right (yeah, right) Cut the lights (yeah, what?), paid the price (yeah) Niggas think it's sweet (nah, nah), it's on sight (yeah, what?) Nothin' nice (yeah), baguettes in my ice (aww, man) Jesus Christ (yeah), checks over stripes (yeah) That's what I like (yeah), that's what we like (yeah) Lost my respect, you not a threat When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (bitch) See the shots that I took (ayy), wet like I'm Book (ayy) Wet like I'm Lizzie, I be spinnin' Valley Circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (yeah, what?) Like where is he? (Yeah, what?) No one seen him (yeah, yeah) I'm tryna clean 'em (yeah) She's in love with who I am Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance Now I hit the FBO with duffles in my hand (woo) I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land Had me out like a light, like a light Like a light, like a light Like a light (yeah), like a light Like a light Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah He said, "Keep that on lock" I said, "You know this shit, it's stife", yeah It's absolute (yeah), I'm back reboot (it's lit) LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (skrrt, skrrt) We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah Shawty in the back She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (oh my God) Ain't by the book, yeah This how it look, yeah 'Bout a check, yeah Just check the foots, yeah Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (yeah) Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook, yeah Ye-ah
Dear God I pray for everybody I pray for the earth I pray for my mama who loved me since birth I pray for anybody who don't know your word in the Bible it says sell your cloak for a sword this a prayer from a young nigga down Got no luck, just tryna turn my life around Seen too much struggle, too much pain Watch my step dad overdosed three times again and again with my mom filled with pain God please send the rain Every time he come back, right back to the drugs Can't stay clean for us, always fuckin it up Last time he flipped, put hands on my moms Her friend liz dialed that 911 cops got dcf hard times gon come School ain't no better, kids be bullin me some Cuz of my autism they clown my skin condition Even my brother join in they all look at me and shoot they ammunition he tease me all day Lord knows I need some support, please help me find my way I did somethin dumb too, got manipulated Sent weird texts to Gracie while I was fucked up in the head the bed was filled with demons so I was cussing through my tongue Scared it'd be awkward if me and grace still hung So I became mean, tried to drive her away with my tongue Now I see the error that made my life filled with terro my insides felt teared up now I wanna make things right But Malachi won't let me, say sorry he f ing hate her sight God give me a chance to say I'm sorry dear this life sucks but it's only god I fear lord help my homie Angel, they Explelled him from school that ain't right or fair Mr Ray a liar, no proof that Angel did what he say Jesus please intervene, help us find a better way The road is hard Lord, I'm strugglin every day Please send me a light to help guide me to better days Give me strength to push through the bullies and hate And give my family love, health, and a better fate I know you got me God, just keep me walkin straight Thank you for listenin lord amen I have faith.
[Intro: Travis Scott & Donda West] That she wrote, "Speech to the Young: Speech to the Progress-Toward" Say to them, say to the down-keepers, the sun-slappers The self-soilers, the harmony-hushers Even if you are not ready for the day, it cannot always be night Serve, flex, I do work (Work) Six, I'm like Mike He's out of sight, woo You done got me piped Two-man like Ike Six out the spot (Uh, uh) Into the night [Verse 1: Travis Scott & Kanye West] Yeah, I'm shakin' the drop (Drop) I'm still up on top (Aight) I been had the bop The devil my opp, can't pay me to stop (It's lit) My God at the top (La Flame) [Chorus: Kanye West & Donda West] We gon' praise our way out the grave, dawg Livin', speakin', praise God Walkin' out the graveyard back to life I serve, follow your word, see with new sight, into the night (Hey) [Verse 2: Travis Scott & Kanye West] Yeah, this life I'm livin' (I'm livin') All the advice been tipped in (That thang) Gave me that grip, no slippin' (That grip) Out of my mind, went trippin' (My mind) Tell me take two when I'm on one (I'm on) That lookout like no one Kept it real tight like your son (Your son) Yeah (La Flame) [Chorus: Kanye West & Donda West] We gon' praise our way out the grave, dawg Livin', speakin', praise God Walkin' out the graveyard back to life I serve, follow your word, see with new sight, into the night [Verse 3: Baby Keem] Still on side, huh, still outside ****, attention, still outside, huh, still outside Tame Imp-, Tame Impala, **** Tame Impala, stay outside, huh And I'm still outside, I'm still outside, still outside, huh Let's get right, huh, let's get right, uh, let's get right, uh, huh Let's get right, let's get (Ayy, ayy, ayy), let's get right Let's get (Ayy, ayy, ayy), let's get- Look at new scenes, I opened my life, I'm subject to memes I signed a few ****, I polished their dreams An angel on earth, come under my wing Stop runnin' your publishers, **** They publish the headlines and say the wrong things Y'all treat your Lord and Savior like renters' insurance, you know what I mean? Bada the bada the boom, I bada the boom, I bada the bing I need a new girl, my old one was mean I had to let go, forgave all them evils that came to my shows I channeled them bad **** all in abode I channeled your trust, I channeled the turbulence, came with the life I gathered my sinners and asked if I'm right, let's get I just get right, ****, huh Let's get right, let's get right, let's get right, shh, shh Ain't on sight, it's on sight I don't know you, you, you, you, it's on sight I don't know you, you, you, you (Ayy, ayy), let's get right Ayy, all of my **** on Channel 5 I don't channel ten 'til it go time Used to throw up my uncle's spaghetti Been told to tote since before I was ready Back when my mama told me that I was challenged A single Black woman, you know that she petty I turned a heavy heart to two million dollars I put that in totals, reverse outta debty I gotta, I gotta put on a rager one time I swung the powder, went major one time I know some white people servin' no time I gotta do it for me, do it for, pray for me Do it for all the ones dyin' I wanna do it for all the ones cryin' I wanna, uh, uh, uh, let's get right, huh
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For a couple decades (brrt) Been lettin' this TEC spray (brrt) From that day that I met Dre (brrt) So you liable to catch strays (brrt) From the second you press play (what?) I suggest they (what?) Do not test like an essay (why?) 'Cause like where my homies out West stay (yeah) We can just say (what?) I'm like a R-A-P-E-R (yeah) Got so many S-As (S-As), S-As (huh) Wait, he didn't just spell the word, "Rapper" and leave out a P, did he? (Yep) R.I.P., rest in peace, Biggie And Pac, both of y'all should be living (yep) But I ain't tryna beef with him (nope) 'Cause he might put a hit on me like , "Keefe D, get him" And that's the only way you're gonna be killing me (nah) Ain't gonna be on no beat, silly (yeah) I beat the beat silly, on the grind like teeth gritting Call me "obesity" (why?) You think it's over? Wait, it's just beginning Diss me and it ain't gonna be pretty (nah) Used to be yea tall then I grew a little each day 'til I became God Like James Todd, now your arms are too short to BK brawl Indeed, they small like DJ Paul (woo) My new Benz better than your truck by far Bitch, suck my balls You either smoke crack or you're playin' stickball in the street 'Cause you must be on base if you're thinkin' you can touch my car (yeah) But if the whole world was out to get you (what?) It'd turn you to a powder keg too Kyle Rittenhouse, spittin' rounds, the TEC shoots (look out, like, "Brrt") And that ain't no sound effect (woo) Neither was that, SIG Sauer lets loose I don't condone gun violence at schools (nah) But I can't get these voices out my head (hey, Marshall, kill, kill, kill) They're putting words in my mouth like alphabet soup Got the most content on the continent And constant compliments give me confidence (I'm a) A cross of common sense and incompetence (uh) I'm cognizant that conflict's a consequence Of accomplishments accomplished through competition I've conquered and conked 'em into unconsciousness Though conscious, I conjure this King Kong and just Call me "Kamikaze, " I'm concoctin' this (woo, my bad) But nobody's sixteen's are touching These motherfuckin' index fingers fuckin' the nina Clutchin' the nine millimeter, tuckin' the heat Got the toaster like an English muffin No, I mean, "toast to" like you drink to somethin' But it's in a holster, I proceed to bust and Fuck around and get popped like Halyna Hutchins Like I'm Alec Baldwin, what I mean is buckin' you down Coup de grâce then, right between the fuckin' eyes Shoot 'em all in if you think you're fuckin' with me You're gonna suffer the fuckin' repercussions The reaper's comin', a heathen, I'm Ethan Crumbley I keep replenishing fuel while the beat I'm punishin'
